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The old man looked at Zhang Taiping and Wang Gui who came in behind the fat man, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink. He could roughly tell Wang Gui's background, but he couldn't tell Zhang Taiping's at all, and said he had no practice.

It's impossible to go through martial arts. Could it be that he is already stronger than himself?

Zhang Taiping was also looking at the old man. Although he was already old, his body was full of energy and blood, and his muscles and bones were still strong. It was obvious that his kung fu was still at its peak.

"Is the old gentleman's given name Zhang Donglai?" Zhang Taiping asked first.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is me. I wonder why you two are looking for me?"

"There is indeed something." Zhang Taiping said.

Zhang Donglai didn't rush to ask what was going on. He made a gesture of invitation and said, "We are guests from afar. If you don't mind, please go into the back room and have a cup of tea."

"Haha, then it's better to obey orders than to be respectful." Zhang Taiping said.

Just when a few people were about to enter the back room, a girl suddenly said anxiously: "Shopkeeper, look at this..."

Several people looked back, and saw Xiao Zi, a little guy, jumping up and down on the counter where the jade ornaments were placed. Although his light figure did not touch anything, the things placed on it ranged from tens of thousands to more.

Millions, which makes people a little frightened.

"Is this a sable?" Zhang Donglai asked in surprise, not looking anxious because Xiao Zi jumped back and forth among the valuables.

"It's a sable." Zhang Taiping nodded, then waved to the little guy and said, "Come here quickly."

The little guy who was lingering among a bunch of crystal-clear and beautiful things was obviously a little reluctant. He tilted his head and hesitated for a moment before it turned into a purple lightning bolt and shot directly from the counter to Zhang Taiping's shoulder. Xiao Zi was more obedient.

, if this guy was Xiao Xi, he would definitely stay there and maybe even steal one or two things.

After entering the back room and taking a seat, Zhang Donglai asked, "What do you call them?"

Zhang Taiping made a brief introduction to several people: "We are from Xi'an. I am Zhang Taiping. This is Wang Gui." He pointed to the fat man and said, "This is Huang Jun."

Zhang Donglai asked: "I wonder why these people came all the way to see me?"

"I didn't come here specifically to see the old gentleman." Zhang Taiping said, "This time I came to visit the Peony Fair in Luoyang. I was looking for the old gentleman on the way, and I found him unexpectedly."

Zhang Donglai became even more curious: "Looking for me? Haha, isn't there something about me that attracts a few people?"

"That's not true." Zhang Taiping shook his head and asked, "I wonder if the old gentleman has an ancestor named Zhang Wufu?"

Hearing the words "Zhang Wufu", Zhang Donglao suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing like a tiger descending from the mountain. Even Wang Gui could not resist this momentum, let alone a fat man who had never practiced martial arts.

, I only felt my body tightening suddenly.

"How did you know?" Zhang Donglai asked with an uncertain face. Not many people knew that he was a descendant of Zhang Wufu.

Zhang Taiping smiled and said: "Then you can't be wrong."

Not feeling hostility from Zhang Taiping and others, Zhang Donglai finally put away his aura, sat down, drank a cup of tea and lowered his voice and said: "Yes, you are talking about my grandfather. It's just that I am very curious about how you are doing.

Did you know that?”

I couldn't help but think about how my grandfather spent the last few decades in Xi'an. In fact, he never saw his grandfather again when Zhang Wufu was very young. He only heard about his grandfather Zhang Wufu's majesty back then from the mouths of his elders.

Zhang Taiping opened his mouth to speak when he sensed a figure hurrying towards the back room, so he closed his mouth again and picked up the teacup to take a sip.

A moment later, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old opened the door and walked in. He was obviously very anxious and his face was covered with sweat.

After seeing Zhang Donglai, he calmed down slightly, but he was still very anxious. He said quickly: "Grandpa, it's not good, something happened at the martial arts school. You should go and have a look."

Seeing his grandson being so unstable when something happened, Zhang Donglai frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Someone is trying to get a kick out of the martial arts gym. Neither Master Chen nor Master Liu is a match. That person said that if there is no one who can defeat him today, the martial arts gym will be closed down." The young man said quickly.

Zhang Donglai scolded: "How can you become a great leader if you don't have a little composure when things happen?"

The young man touched his nose and said nothing, but the anxiety in his eyes was obvious.

Zhang Donglai turned to Zhang Taiping and said, "Xiao Sun is a little rough, which made the three of you laugh."

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said nothing.

Zhang Donglai put down his tea cup and said, "I have opened a martial arts gym at home and something has happened. I will go over to deal with it. Why don't you three wait here for a while and come over to discuss it in detail after I have finished handling the matter there?"

The young man was very surprised. He had never seen his grandfather speak to a person so politely. His eyes scanned Zhang Taiping and the other three to find out their identities.

The fat man said with a smile: "Old sir, if you don't mind, the three of us can come over and have a look?"

"If the three of you are interested, let's go and have a look together." Although he has not yet seen the specific details of the three people's affairs, he can observe that there is no malicious intent and he does not mind taking them to the martial arts gym.

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Under the guidance of the grandfather and grandson, they turned around and made many turns before arriving at a courtyard. There was a simple word "Martial Arts School" on the courtyard door. The courtyard was in a very remote and quiet place. If there was no familiar person to lead Zhang Taiping and the others, they would think

It's really difficult to find this place by yourself.

The courtyard is very large, and there is a martial arts performance field in the center. Now there is a group of people gathered around it, all of them are dressed in short collared clothes. They are obviously people practicing martial arts in the martial arts gym.

There was a young man standing in the middle. His clothes were different from most of the people in the courtyard. It seemed that this man was here to play.

When Zhang Donglai walked in, everyone around him got out of the way to greet him. One of them was covering his chest and the other was covering his arms. Their heads were covered with sweat. As expected, these two were the young people just mentioned Master Chen and Mr. Chen.

Master Liu. When they saw Zhang Donglai, they came forward and said with shameful expressions: "Old man, my lack of skills has embarrassed the martial arts school."

"It doesn't matter, are the injuries on your body serious?" Zhang Donglai asked.

"It's okay, it's okay." The two of them shook their heads quickly, but the sweat on their foreheads showed that they were obviously not feeling well now.

Zhang Donglai frowned and said, "It's better to go down and have a look first. You don't need to worry about this place for the time being."

The two of them bowed their bodies and retreated.

There were two people sitting on the sidelines. One had an expressionless face, but you could see the hidden anger inside. The other had a smile on his face and looked very happy, which was in sharp contrast to the previous person.

The smiling man said with a smile: "If no one can show up, then your martial arts gym will no longer be open, right? Close it as soon as possible, and you will mislead others and yourself." Although there was a smile on his face,

What he said was vicious.

The anger in the cold-faced man's eyes flashed away. He was about to say something, but when he saw Zhang Donglai walking in, he was shocked and quickly stood up and said, "Father, why are you here?"

Obviously Zhang Donglai has great prestige among this group of people. Even the smiling tiger who was obviously here to play in the gym stood up and said hello.

Zhang Taiping stood outside the crowd and glanced around. He could roughly judge the strength of these people based on the strength of their blood. There were many people with Wang Gui's strength in the martial arts hall, and there were also a few who were stronger than Wang Gui.

The more expensive ones can be stronger.

The middle-aged man standing in the center of the field is in the prime of his life. Judging from the blood and energy in him, there is no one more powerful than him except for a few figures from the older generation.

Zhang Donglai sat down and said to his son: "Is it because Hong Gang didn't call me and you weren't going to notify me?"

The middle-aged man with a cold face was Zhang Donglai's son. He was about forty years old. He didn't look weak in strength, but he didn't dare to talk back to his father's scolding. He didn't say anything, but gave his son a fierce look.

Zhang Donglai turned to the Smiling Tiger and asked: "Are you simply going to slap my Zhang family in the face today?"

"I dare not." Smiling Tiger shook his head and said, "According to the rules of our martial arts school, there is no slap in the face. I came here with a name card today, so why should I slap you in the face?"