Wang Cheng looked back at the middle-aged man and frowned slightly. Because he also recognized this person, he nodded and said, "I have seen him."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Haha. It seems that I remember correctly. We have seen it at the auction."

One of the young men behind the two also hurriedly said, "Oh, yes, it's you. I said you are familiar with your face. Dong Qing was scolded by you and went down. He even snatched Huang Ting's remarks with us. Who are you?"

These two people appeared at the auction of Li Zhengxiang's company that day, and were also the ones who rushed to buy Huang Ting Luyan. The middle-aged man, Wang Cheng, remembered that the surname was Chen, was the young man who almost fought with Dong Qing on the stage. He seemed to be named Guo Zizhong. Dong Qing said that he should be a local from Donghai City.

Wang Cheng looked at the three people calmly, shook his head and said, "I don't need to explain anything to you."

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen smiled hurriedly and said, "Little brother, don't be angry. Boy Guo is a little anxious. He has a hot temper. Don't pay attention to him. My name is Chen Taiping, just call me Lao Chen. We are all martial arts practitioners, don't hurt the harmony."

Guo Zizhong looked indignant, but another middle-aged man next to him looked at him and immediately made him dare not speak again.

Wang Cheng took the room card sent by the driver and asked the driver to leave by himself. Then he walked upstairs without saying a word to them, not wanting to pay more attention to these three people.

Chen Taiping and the other two were stunned, and their expressions were not good-looking, but they all hid.

"Little brother, as the saying goes, rely on parents at home, rely on friends when going out, and do multiple friends on multiple roads, so don't be so cold. I saw Zhang Shaoyun that day and wanted to take you as my teacher, but I wonder if my little brother accepted it?"

Chen Taiping hurriedly followed Wang Cheng and asked with a smile.

"No!"

Wang Cheng shook his head and replied very simply.

"Oh, hey, that's a pity. I originally thought that Zhang Shaoyun had handed you the Huang Ting Luyan he bought, and wanted to borrow it for you to see it. I didn't expect that it was not the case. Do you have a teacher?"

Chen Taiping shook his head, his eyes flashed, and he said with a pity on his face.

"Uncle Chen, he must be a lie. I heard that Zhang Shaoyun has been pestering him. He also participated in Huang Ting Luyan's bid at that time and paid 500 million. He would definitely not let Zhang Shaoyun go to the door. I am sure that Huang Ting Luyan is in his hands now, and he just doesn't want to show it to us."

Guo Zizhong couldn't hold back his words and looked at Wang Cheng with disdain, his face full of pride in seeing everything.

Chen Taiping and another middle-aged man raised their eyebrows and looked at Wang Cheng at the same time.

"Little brother, but that's the case?"

Chen Taiping asked seriously.

Wang Cheng walked up the stairs step by step without shyness, nodding and admitted: "Yes, Zhang Shaoyun gave me Huang Ting Luyan today. This is the medical fee for my treatment for his father."

"That little brother might show us?"

The middle-aged man who had not spoken could not help but ask, with enthusiasm in his eyes.

Modern and modern internal martial arts can be said to be extended from Taoist martial arts, because internal martial arts was originally Taoist internal health care method. Even most internal martial arts in ancient times were developed from Taoist martial arts. Therefore, some inherited martial arts families now have some research on Taoist health care methods, and they even want to find some previous martial arts inheritances in them.

These three people obviously came for Huang Ting Luyan.

Wang Cheng shook his head: "Of course it is impossible, and this book does not have the Taoist internal martial arts you imagine."

"Little brother, I can exchange it with you. I am a disciple of Chen-style Tai Chi. I can give you my unique internal method of Chen-style Tai Chi. How about it?"

Chen Taiping hurriedly said, not believing Wang Cheng's words at all.

A smile spilled out of Wang Cheng's mouth, he shook his head, and said, "Impossible, you don't need to say anything more."

Chen-style Tai Chi is also a modern internal martial arts, and belongs to the modern Tai Chi lineage. In terms of internal cultivation, he does not need to learn it at all compared to Wu Shengshan’s martial arts.

Moreover, the other party will definitely not come up with the core secret. At most, it will be some superficial to fool Wang Cheng.

"Little brother, are you really that absolute?"

Chen Taiping's voice became serious and asked in a deep voice.

Guo Zizhong and the middle-aged man also looked colder, and they looked around and confirmed that there were no other people in the corridor, only five of them.

Most people take the elevator, and only a few of them practice martial arts will not work on the elevator, but choose to take the stairs.

"Haha, I have seen Yang Style Tai Chi, I don't need the secret of Tai Chi."

Wang Cheng smiled, shook his head, and said in a sure tone.

"Then I said you have to change it with me?"

Chen Taiping stared at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice.

Guo Zizhong also said in a deep voice: "Boy, I don't know how you scared Dong Qing that day, but we won't be afraid of you. If you take it out and exchange it now, just treat it as a fair deal and don't let you suffer. If you refuse, don't blame us for being rude."

Wang Cheng stopped, stopped at the corner of the stairs, looked down at the three people standing on the steps behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Are you threatening me?"

The restless tiger's true meaning in her heart instantly erupted from the inside out. Even the little girl standing beside Wang Cheng frowned, which made her feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Chen Taiping and the other two felt that the entire narrow corridor space seemed to be filled with sticky liquid, but they were not ordinary people and would not retreat if they did this. And they were already doing it, just like an arrow from the string, not just stopping.

As for the consequences, they are not afraid. At worst, they can do it more ruthlessly and destroy the corpse and traces.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and stood behind Wang Cheng, stared at Wang Chengquan, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, I'm away from home, and there are many friends and multiple roads. We just want to communicate with you and let you take out the book for us to see, and we'll give it back to you after reading it."

Wang Cheng looked at the other party without any permission, still shook his head, and said simply: "I said it, no." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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