Rejuvenation

After that, Wei Tian walked over to Zhang Chuang and greeted him actively, "Brother Mang, I'm tired from training, I'm resting!"

After all, Wei Tian is the boss. Even if this arrogant one is arrogant, he still has to give face to Wei Tian. So he opened his eyes, stood up, and said, "Well, rest!"

Wei Tian then pointed at Chen Fei and said to Zhang Mang: "Brother Mang, this is my brother Chen Feifei. He is also quite accomplished in martial arts. I will ask Brother Fei to come over and guide us in the work of the martial arts hall."

Hearing the words "Guidance work", Zhang Mang's eyes slammed. He looked at Chen Fei fiercely, and looked up and down Chen Fei.

Looking at Chen Fei's appearance in his early twenties, his body is also thin and weak, Zhang Mang's mouth suddenly raised a touch of disdain, and he snorted, "Can he guide us?"

Wei Tian simply pretended not to hear him, and continued to say to Zhang Mang: "Brother Mang, you are the head coach of our martial arts gym. Or else, you can talk to Brother Fei and let Brother Fei know the situation of our martial arts gym. "

What Ting Weitian meant was to let himself be led by that kid, and listening to his drive made Zhang Mang even more unhappy in his heart. I couldn't help but say: "Boss Wei, I don't think this is necessary. I have already set the training courses and rules of the martial arts gym, and now temporarily change it, but there will be no good results."

Wei Tian knew that Zhang Mang would answer this way, did not speak, but looked at Chen Fei.

Chen Fei nodded lightly, then backed his hands, looked at the several instructors and martial artists who were training in the training hall, shook his head gently, then sighed, and looked at Wei Tian with a smile.

Wei Tian asked cooperatively: "Brother Fei, is that so? Is there anything I need to improve in my martial arts gym?"

After speaking, Wei Tianchao looked at Zhang Mang.

At this moment, Zhang Mang felt even more dissatisfied when he saw Chen Fei, a young boy, shaking his head and sighing at his work.

At this time, Chen Fei said: "What is the improvement? I want to say that it is not an improvement."

"What's the problem?" Wei Tian continued to ask.

The corners of Chen Fei's mouth raised slightly, and he curled his lips, with a disdainful look, and said, "The strength is not good, no matter how to improve the method, it is useless."

"I don't have enough strength? Brother Fei, you mean—" Wei Tian frowned, looking at Zhang Mang involuntarily with a thoughtful look.

Zhang Mang, who was originally dissatisfied, heard that Chen Fei said that his team was not good enough. Suddenly, his dissatisfaction turned into anger. He stared at Chen Fei without evasiveness, and said: "You said my strength is not good, then I want to see Look, how good are you!"

"Compare with me, do you dare?" Zhang Mang glared at Chen Fei.

Many other instructors around also stopped their movements, stood behind Zhang Mang, and looked at Chen Fei with an unhappy expression. After all, when Chen Fei said just now that his strength was not enough, he included them.

Upon seeing this, Chen Fei, with his hands still behind his back, shook his head slightly, and said, "I am unbearable, but my temper is quite big. I can already imagine what level of students this kind of instructor can teach."

"You--" Zhang Mang's cheeks were flushed with anger, his eyes were round, and he stared at Chen Fei fiercely, wishing to swallow him alive, "You just say dare not, don't make excuses."

Chen Fei shook his head and said, "It's not a question of whether you dare or not. It's an opponent of your grade, and it's not worth my shot."

"How dare you--" Zhang Mang didn't expect that his dignified Huang-level pinnacle master would be so ignored, almost exploding with anger.

Had it not been for this guy to be a friend of the boss, Zhang Mang would have been violently beaten.

At this time, Wei Tian and Chen Fei looked at each other, winking secretly. Feeling that the time was almost right, Zhang Mang was angered, and then Chen Fei reluctantly agreed to fight again. During the battle, Chen Fei easily defeated Zhang Mang and let them see what the real master was like?

In the end, Wei Tian came out again to be a peacemaker and explained what happened this time, so that Zhang Mang's temper was tempered a bit, and the purpose of this plan was achieved.

"Strength isn't something to blow out. If you have the ability, just fight it. Otherwise, everything is bragging." Zhang Mang shouted angrily, glaring at Chen Fei fiercely.

Behind him, the other instructors also looked at Chen Fei with displeased eyes. Although they didn't speak, their dissatisfaction had already been expressed.

Upon seeing this, Wei Tian glanced at Chen Fei and blinked slightly. Chen Fei understood, nodded lightly, ready to agree to the competition.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise outside, and then a figure ran in in a panic and shouted: "Boss, boss, it's not good, something happened."

Wei Tian turned his head and asked, "Calm down, what's the matter?"

The figure panting and pointing outside, said: "A group of people came outside, aggressively making trouble at the door, saying that they would smash our martial arts gym."

"Smash the martial arts hall!" Wei Tian frowned suddenly and waved, "Go out and have a look."

As the situation changed, Chen Fei put aside his previous plan and walked out of the door. Zhang Mang and others stared at Chen Fei fiercely, but they also knew that this kind of time, not a time of martial arts competitions, followed them one by one.

When Chen Fei and the others came out, a group of men in their 20s and 30s stood at the gate of the martial arts hall. They were holding clubs and wandering aggressively at the gate of the martial arts hall, and they were knocking on the door of the martial arts hall from time to time. And walls.

Upon seeing this situation, Wei Tian narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and said, "Who are you and what are you going to do?"

The leader was a 27-year-old man with long hair. He was tall and tall, almost 1.9 meters tall. He looked at Wei Tian condescendingly, snorted, and said to Wei Tian, ​​"You are the martial arts hall. Boss?"

"I am!" Wei Tian said solemnly.

The long-haired man sneered and said, "Since you are the boss, then this matter is up to you."

While speaking, the long-haired man waved his hand, and an eighteen or nine-year-old man covered his head and walked over with a painful expression on his face.

"What does this mean?" Wei Tian frowned.

The long-haired man said: "What do you mean? I tell you, this is my brother. Yesterday, my brother walked from the gate of your martial arts hall, but he was hit on his head by a falling tile. My brother's head was injured and in a very serious condition. Seriously, please give me an explanation!"

"Smashed in the head!" Wei Tian looked at the eighteen or nine-year-old man, and said, "Your brother was smashed in the head, why should we give an explanation. Does this matter have anything to do with us?"

When the long-haired man heard the words, his gaze immediately condensed, and he took a step forward and directly forced Wei Tiandao: "My brother passed by the gate of your martial arts hall and was hit in the head. Moreover, this building, only your martial arts hall is decorating. You. Say it has nothing to do with you?"