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Hong Kong Island.

Peninsula Hotel Restaurant.

Wang Cheng and the other four sat on the dining table, each holding a menu.

In fact, Wang Cheng is also curious about seafood in Hong Kong. Everyone says that people here have a set of seafood. So without hesitation, he ordered more than a dozen plates of seafood, and Wang Yuanyuan also ordered two plates of what she likes.

Monk Wuxin's face twitched when he saw it. Even if you weren't paying, you should consider the feelings of the person who paid, right? He didn't dare to order food by himself.

"Monkey, do you order food?"

Yang Wuji said to Monk Wuxin, and then ordered several big dishes on his own.

After a sudden drop, it was only 200,000 to 300,000 yuan...

Monk Wuxin sighed, frowning and thought to himself, okay, let’s eat instant noodles in the second half of the year.

"Monk, if you don't have money, I'll treat you. Don't be sad."

Yang Wuji said directly.

Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan pretended not to hear it. Anyway, they were planning to come and have a free meal. They were planning where to go after the meal. Victoria Harbor must be going.

Monk Wuxin smiled reluctantly and said with a bitter face: "I can still ask for a meal, it's okay."

I added a sentence in my heart, I can get this meal in a year, I wonder if I can get it back?

At the entrance of the restaurant, a middle-aged man walked in with a dark face and pushed a wheelchair. A big man was also sitting on the wheelchair with bandages wrapped around his waist and ribs. Both of them looked very serious.

"Brother, there!"

The big man in the wheelchair's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered something. He pointed at Wang Cheng and the others' table, lowered his voice and said, "It was them. That boy hit me."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, without saying a word, and pushed the wheelchair over. When he came to Wang Cheng and his team, he suddenly punched Yang Wuji in the head and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, it's you who bullied my brother."

Yang Wuji reacted very quickly. He had already reached the realm of transforming strength. The boxing technique was superb. He suddenly raised his palm, blocking the fist that had hit on the top of his head, flipped it with his wrist and removed most of the force on the other party's wrist.

However, this middle-aged man had obviously practiced a master. His strength exploded again in the middle, and Yang Wuji's palm was shocked, and he almost pressed down and hit his head.

drink!

Yang Wuji knew that the other party was a master, so he stopped raising his hands and shouted softly. He sideways, dodged the punch. At the same time, he also stood up, pushed his palms with one hand, and printed it on the other party's chest. It was the pusher of Tai Chi, which immediately pushed the middle-aged man backwards, and sat on the ground with a few steps back, feeling very embarrassed.

"Tai Chi!"

The middle-aged man stood up quickly, looked at Yang Wuji in shock, and covered his slightly numb chest.

Yang Wuji was also full of anger and shouted in a deep voice: "Why did you attack me?"

"Hmph, you bully my brother and break my brother's ribs. I'm here to take revenge."

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Wuji and shouted.

Yang Wuji looked at the other person with confusion, then looked at the young man in the wheelchair, but he didn't recognize him.

The man sitting in a wheelchair shouted, "Brother, you hit the wrong person, it's not him. It's that boy, he beat me."

Pointing fingers to Wang Cheng.

The middle-aged man was stunned and full of embarrassment. He looked over just now and didn't pay attention to Wang Cheng because Wang Cheng looked like a child, Yang Wuji was an adult, and Wuxin was a monk, so he naturally thought it was done by Yang Wuji.

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Cheng who was ignored from the beginning.

The middle-aged man looked slightly embarrassed and immediately looked at Wang Cheng and shouted: "Boy, why are you bullying my brother?"

Wang Cheng looked at the man in the wheelchair in surprise and said, "Is he your brother?"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "It must be my brother. You broke my brother's ribs. Now come and punch me and pay me another million in medical expenses. This matter will be cancelled."

Yang Wuji looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly: "Tell me first about your beating me."

The middle-aged man said to Yang Wuji: "I just misunderstood and recognized the wrong person."

"It is your fault to admit the wrong person. What does it have to do with me? If he hits your brother, you want him to compensate. Then if you hit me, you can compensate me too. Your brother is definitely not more expensive than me. If you want one million, then I will want one hundred million."

Yang Wuji said calmly.

The chopsticks in Monk Wuxin's hand fell off, and he hurriedly put his hands together.

Wang Cheng looked at the middle-aged man, smiled, then stood up, looked at the man sitting in a wheelchair, and said calmly: "It just so happened that I said I couldn't find anyone. You brother said rudely. Come and apologize now, I will let you go."

Both men were stunned. This is not right? We are here to find fault. Why are you all the tone better than ours? You want us to apologize? Let us pay for money?

The two of them were instantly angry.

The middle-aged man stared at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"

"who?"

Wang Cheng asked back.

The two big men were stunned again, not knowing how to answer for a moment. The middle-aged man was so angry that he punched Wang Cheng with one punch. His fist was strong and strong, with a whirring sound of wind.

Wang Cheng moved his feet and turned his body, and he also swung his punch. The attacking moves in the Jiuyuan Fist technique made his lower plate more calm.

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned his fist to block his chest. He was very strong and blocked Wang Cheng's fist, but he was beaten so hard that he groaned and took a step back.

Wang Cheng seized the opportunity, jumped out half a step, followed closely, and punched again. The opponent was in a mess and breath, and could not resist it. Wang Cheng hit the abdomen with a firm punch, and sat on the ground again.

After only a few breaths, the middle-aged man was beaten twice in a row and sat on the ground, making his face flushed and embarrassed. Many people around him saw it. The security guard and waiter at the door had already hurried over.

Wang Cheng did not care about the middle-aged man sitting on the ground, but dragged the wheelchair over and pushed the wheelchair in front of Wang Yuanyuan. He patted the head of the man on the wheelchair and said in a deep voice: "Apology."

The man in the wheelchair was stunned. He always thought that his elder brother was very good at fighting. He was one of several masters in the underground black boxing circle of Hong Kong Island. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by two young people here one after another. No, one of them was still a child, so he had no power to fight back and sat on the ground.

Bang!

Seeing the guy in a daze, Wang Cheng slapped him hard on the back of the head. The big man screamed. He was dizzy in his head, and he was immediately scared and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry!"

This guy was scared and apologized to Wang Yuanyuan in panic.

When Yang Wuji saw this scene, he remembered his sister Yang Qingyu, and also the situation where he protected his sister when he was a child. He looked at Wang Cheng deeply and stopped talking. He just glanced at the middle-aged man who got up, and the evil spirit in his eyes made him dare not act rashly.

Wang Cheng did not immediately let go of the wheelchair. He asked the little girl Wang Yuanyuan: "Yuanyuan, don't you forgive him?"

Wang Yuanyuan glanced at her brother, shook her head, and then nodded.

Wang Cheng didn't know what the girl was thinking, but seeing that she nodded, the two security guards over there also came over, let go of their hands, pushed the wheelchair out, was caught by the middle-aged man, and said to them coldly: "If you appear in front of me again next time, it will not be as simple as apologizing."

The middle-aged man still has to speak.

Yang Wuji also shouted coldly: "Get out!"

What middle-aged men fear most is Yang Wuji. They know that Yang Wuji is the real master here, and they practice Tai Chi, reaching the state of superb level, which is extraordinary.

He didn't say anything harshly at the moment, snorted coldly, pushed the wheelchair and left. He was really unlucky today. He met two masters and was beaten instead of finding the place.

The two security guards hurriedly came up and pushed the two brothers out of trouble. One of the foremen's waiters ran to Wang Cheng's table to apologize, but were sent away by Yang Wuji.

Wuxin finally had a chance to speak and said, "You two are too violent."

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "To deal with such people, it is necessary to convince him. It is not feasible to reason with them. However, if the master's profound Buddhist words, maybe chanting a sutra for them can also influence them to turn back."

When he was a child, Wang Cheng took Wang Yuanyuan with him. Whoever dared to bully them would go up and beat him, but no one dared to bully them later.

Monk Wuxin smiled embarrassedly and said, "The little monk's Buddhist teachings are not that profound yet, but the occasion here is not that good."

Yang Wuji said, "This monk said that next time I fight, I will find a place where no one can beat me hard. There are many people here and I will not be satisfied with the fight. Those two guys won't have a long memory."

Wang Cheng and the little girl Wang Yuanyuan both looked at Monk Wuxin in surprise. Looking at the monk's expression, they obviously admitted Yang Wuji's words, and their expressions were still so simple. Is this guy really a monk?

"Well, master, what are you and Yang Wuji doing in Hong Kong?"

Wang Cheng finally remembered to ask this.

Yang Wuji said relaxedly: "Come and kill someone."

Monk Wuxin hurriedly whispered the Buddha's name, indicating that Yang Wuji should not be so arrogant.

Wang Cheng was stunned again, looking at Yang Wuji's expression, and the style of Monk Wuxin seemed to be real?

"real?"

Wang Cheng confirmed the authenticity.

Yang Wuji shrugged and said, "What am I lying to you?"

"Okay, when I haven't asked."

Wang Cheng was helpless. He had known that he would not have asked this too much.

The little girl also stared at Yang Wuji and Monk Wuxin with a little fearful expression.

Monk Wuxin smiled kindly and said to Wang Yuanyuan: "Please rest assured female donor, you are so beautiful and cute, we will not harm you."

Wang Yuanyuan felt so angry when she was laughed by the fake monk. She hurriedly leaned against her brother Wang Cheng and grabbed her brother's hand even more tightly.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "It's okay, they're kidding."

Wang Yuanyuan finally relaxed, and her brother Wang Cheng's words were the most effective for her.

At this time, the dishes finally came. The few of them were martial arts practitioners, even the little girl Wang Yuanyuan, so they were all big eaters. You are not polite to order food, and a big table was full of them.
Chapter completed!