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Peninsula Hotel.

It was already half afternoon.

Wang Cheng did not ask the hotel customer service to clean up the room. He was leaving tomorrow, there was no need. And it would not have any impact on him. After comforting the worried little girl Wang Yuanyuan, Wang Cheng started practicing boxing in the living room.

Yes, practice boxing.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan was a little surprised. Why did her brother suddenly practice boxing?

Wang Cheng himself knew that when he was fighting, he punched a punch. But that punch was the pinnacle punch he had been practicing since he practiced; that punch condensed all his energy.

That punch hit Feng Tangshan, a master in the middle stage of the Warrior, and flew out.

After that punch, Wang Cheng realized some secrets of boxing. Especially when he used the explosive skills of cannon fist, he almost condensed the cannon force at the critical moment. Unfortunately, he still failed to condense successfully, but the explosive power must have reached his current peak.

However, the feeling of being indifferent and vague that he felt was kept in his heart by Wang Cheng. After everyone left, he couldn't wait to pursue the intuition in his heart and practice boxing.

However, what he practiced was not cannon fist. Instead, he started with the nine styles of the tiger, followed by the three basic Taoist boxing techniques, followed by the Earth Demon Fist technique.

The trace of enlightenment in my heart is not an understanding of the power of cannons, but an understanding of the nine-style tiger styles. At this time, the tiger in my heart is clearly visible. Although it is still fading away slowly, it is clearer than ever before. Just standing in my heart, lifelike.

roar……

After a round of boxing, Wang Cheng once again roared.

The air in the whole room shook.

Then Wang Cheng kept his heart as if he was a tiger and breathing, closed his eyes and stood in the room for an afternoon.

Until Yang Wuji and Monk Wuxin knocked on the door, Wang Yuanyuan, who was next to him who accompanied Wang Cheng to practice boxing, went to open the goal and brought the two in.

Wang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Wuji at the door.

Yang Wuji originally wanted to speak, but was shocked by Wang Cheng's eyes. Subconsciously, his muscles were tight and he almost couldn't help but punch.

Because it's too dangerous.

Yang Wuji felt the danger from the bottom of his heart, as if a tiger was about to open its mouth and bite it to eat him.

"What kind of eyes are you?"

Yang Wuji asked in shock.

He knew that this was not as simple as a look. It was a kind of nourishment of the spirit in the spirit. The Tai Chi he practiced was also an internal martial arts, and there were detailed explanations and practice methods on this aspect.

But the process was very slow, and he has only reached the threshold and has not yet begun.

Yang Wuji knew that Wang Cheng's eyes were a bit more exciting than Yang Wuji himself.

Wang Cheng restrained the tiger in his heart. Although the tiger was gradually fading away, the speed slowed down. It was mainly because Wang Cheng remembered this feeling, looked at Yang Wuji and smiled and said, "How is the tiger's eyes? Are you afraid?"

Yang Wuji nodded honestly and said, "I'm afraid." Then he continued, "I'm afraid you're not the opponent."

Monk Wuxin just saw that Wang Cheng had a strong aura. Thinking of Wang Cheng's punch in front of him, the tiger roar was shocking and whispered: "I heard from the master that Wu Shengshan's martial arts are mysterious and unpredictable, and it is not weaker than me, Shaolin. It seems that it is indeed worthy of its reputation."

The monk praised the Wusheng Mountain where Wang Cheng was and his Shaolin. He was not stupid either.

Yang Wuji glanced at the monk and thought to himself that if you knew that this kid had only been a disciple for two months and that it would only start practicing boxing in these two months, you wouldn't have said that.

All major internal martial arts are not weak, and strength is distinguished from those who practice martial arts.

This is Yang Wuji's opinion.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "Okay. Let's not talk about this anymore. You performed well this time and took the initiative to come to work."

"Get out, we will not be at your mercy anymore. Yesterday, the monk invited you brothers and sisters to dinner. You have eaten so much, so come back now."

Yang Wuji waved his hand and was angry when he talked about this. He was plotted by this kid, so he said without hesitation.

Wang Cheng looked at Monk Wuxin. The monk did not dare to look at Wang Cheng, so he refused to look up. Wang Cheng laughed and said, "Yang Wuji, don't think of cheating. As you said before, you can be a bodyguard for me for two days. If you don't, you can get the medical fee."

Yang Wuji was a little angry and said the medical fee. He stared at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Okay, two days are only two days. Anyway, one day has passed. Now we are hungry, you have to take care of the meal, right?"

Wang Yuanyuan looked clearly, curled her lips and said, "Do you have no money to eat?"

Yang Wuji's face turned blue and red, and he was embarrassed and unable to speak. If it were Wang Cheng's words, he would have been playing a rogue and nonsense to cover it up, but it was the little girl Wang Yuanyuan who said it. Looking at the little girl's affirmative face made him unable to refute it.

Monk Wuxin pressed his bare head lower.

It's so embarrassing!

I had known to eat less food yesterday, the monk thought to myself.

The two of them came to Hong Kong Island for the first time and stayed in the best hotel and chose the best room. The first meal was also the best meal, and they enjoyed the feeling of squandering.

They directly spent all their salaries, and spent all the remaining money in the morning. Then they knew that a penny would stump the hero.

Wang Cheng couldn't help laughing again: "Hahaha..."

These two guys are so cute.

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it, don't care about the food."

Yang Wuji saw Wang Cheng laughing and said angrily, he wanted to go up and punch Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng pulled Wang Yuanyuan with a proud face and walked out of the door directly, smiling and said, "Of course, please keep in mind the food. Let's go, not only keep in mind the food, but also keep in mind the fullness. If you are hungry, you will not have the strength to protect me by then, I will suffer the loss."

Yang Wuji followed him out and ignored Wang Cheng's words. He shouted to the monk Wuxin behind him: "Monk. You just said you were hungry. Have you eaten open later, do you know?"

Monk Wuxin was still embarrassed to look up, but he definitely did not treat his stomach unfairly and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Wang Cheng looked at the monk helplessly. This guy was really honest. He was so honest that he was embarrassed to bully him. He immediately said, "Okay. Wuxin, you can eat hard later."

The monk nodded honestly, with a shadow on Wang Cheng in his heart. He accidentally left himself with more than 10 million yuan in debt, so he still kept the countermeasures of not talking to Wang Cheng so that he would not be plotted.

When a few people came to the restaurant, they directly asked for a private room, and called on the name and asked for the largest private room with the table.

The waiter brought several people to the private room. The dining table was more than three meters in diameter, which should not be the largest. But it was enough.

Monk Wuxin looked very honest, but he was not vague in ordering the dishes. He ordered more than ten dishes, each of which cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Yang Wuji was not polite, and ordered seven or eight dishes at the same price as Wuxin.

Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan ordered more than a dozen.

There are 500,000 or 600,000 yuan per table.

However, Wang Cheng was in a good mood and earned 10 million US dollars today, so he didn't care about this little money.

After a meal, several people were a little overwhelmed. Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan were really hungry and ate as much as they could. Monk Wuxin and Yang Wuji came to eat with revenge, so they treated the dishes on the table as Wang Cheng. After eating, they ate hard and ate alone.

In fact, eating too much will hurt your health. Yang Wuji and the monk are both martial arts practitioners and know this principle, but they just can't control it. When they thought that Wang Cheng was treating him, they felt that they would lose if they eat less.

Wang Cheng didn't understand what these two people were thinking. Seeing that they couldn't eat anymore, he didn't say much, and said, "Are you eating enough? Then leave after you have enough."

Monk Wuxin smiled embarrassedly, feeling that he had eaten too much. But Yang Wuji was thick-skinned and said indifferently: "I've eaten 80% full, and we will continue the next meal."

"Okay, keep going, I order so much every meal. Don't leave if I can't finish it."

Wang Cheng said directly, not stingy, absolutely a good boss.

Now, Yang Wuji hesitated. If he eats like this every meal, it will really hurt his body, so he stopped talking.

Wang Yuanyuan gave her brother Wang Cheng a thumbs up, and Wang Cheng smiled proudly. As long as he didn't do anything, he would still be very relaxed to deal with Yang Wuji.

After the bill was settled, it was already the night before it was falling.

Wang Cheng was thinking about what to do, and a few well-dressed middle-aged men walked by, and one of them suddenly shouted: "Wang Cheng?"

Wang Cheng and the others stopped and looked over in confusion. Yang Wuji and Monk Wuxin became instinctively alert.

However, Wang Cheng saw that he was an acquaintance.

Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang are both here.

"Haha, Mr. Fang, Mr. Wang, why are you here?"

Wang Cheng asked curiously with a smile.

The two of them said a few words to the people who were traveling with them and walked to Wang Cheng. Fang Jinwen looked younger at this time. He really went back ten years ago. He was surprised to see Wang Cheng and said enthusiastically: "There is an auction in the Peninsula Hotel today. Mr. Wang and I are here to attend the auction. I want to see if there is anything we want to buy."

Wang Hengjiang nodded beside him: "Yes, we are here to participate in the auction. I didn't expect to meet you. Doctor Wang Cheng, what are you here for? "

The two of them are businessmen and don’t know Yang Wuji, otherwise they would probably turn around and leave. This guy is a demon king in Jiangzhou, and no one who knows him wants to meet him.

Wang Cheng smiled and said, "A friend here is someone who is sick at home. I'll come and see what auction is there? Can I go and see it?"

Fang Jinwen nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, of course."

It just so happened that Wang Cheng had a bad impression of Hong Kong Island, so he didn't want to go out, so he simply went to see the auction here, turned to Yang Wuji and said, "Do you go or not, if you don't go, go back to your room?"

Yang Wuji looked at Monk Wuxing and said, "Go, we are your bodyguards. Feng Tangshan will not let it go. If we are not here, we will not be able to bear it if something happens to you."

Fang Jinwen and Wang Hengjiang were both stunned, bodyguards?
Chapter completed!