Medical and military giants

The second senior brother Zhu Ganglie was very particular, and drove to pick up Zhang Wenwu himself early the next day.He considers himself a martial arts person, and martial arts people have special respect for people with higher martial arts than himself, even enemies. This is an ancient style.

"Second senior brother, you are too polite. How dare you come to pick him up in person. It is convenient for me to take a taxi." Zhang Wenwu was a little embarrassed, second senior brother is really polite.

"Haha, it should be, it should be, it's a guest from far away." The second senior brother said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, get in the car, the friends from Natural Gate will be here soon."

"Tell me about that expert?" Zhang Wenwu said after getting into the car.

"I don't count as an expert. Compared with yours, although his moves look good, they are not as murderous as yours. Maybe, he specially modified them for performance." The second senior brother shook his head lightly and said, "There are many people now. , I just like to look at airs, a real master, how can he perform on stage."

This three-legged cat kung fu second brother actually said a truth-like statement. Experts really don't show their faces casually. Experts definitely won't perform on stage.

"That's not necessarily the case. The times are different, and an expert needs to be recognized." Zhang Wenwu said with a smile.

"Hehe, let's be honest, have you ever seen a master who runs a martial arts gym? Opening a martial arts gym to make a living is mostly like me, and the posture is not practical. I have a lot of boxing records, and I can also punch two or three sets of punches." , but, want me to live with others

Trick, I can't do it. The second senior brother shook his head again and said, "It's all airs, it's okay to scare the children, but when you meet a big expert like brother, you can't beat it together." "

"Second senior brother, you are too modest..." After saying this, Zhang Wenwu could only laugh along with him.

While talking, the car arrived at the Martial Soul Martial Art Museum, a martial arts gym in an alley, the place is quite big, but it's a little bit off.

After entering the hall, there were twenty or thirty apprentices gesturing in the courtyard, some with martial arts sticks, some boxing, and some practicing palms.Zhang Wenwu took a look, and sure enough they were all putting on airs. These people probably haven't even practiced stance.

"Don't look, don't look, they haven't even learned how to stand upright, how can they be decent? We just cater to some young people who are curious and have fun, and just make a living. Go for a walk, drink tea in the office, and my brother is waiting in the office What?" The second senior brother dragged Zhang Wenwu straight to the office.

The office is on the second floor. Although it is a building, it is very classically furnished. Zhang Wenwu feels like the lobby of a certain school in a certain movie.

"Brother, this is the brother of the Zhang family I told you about. He is from the natural sect. He is very powerful. Don't be itchy. If you fight him, if he won't let you, I promise to knock you down with one move." "The second senior brother really didn't give his brother face.

"Hello, Zhu Gangzheng." The elder brother of the second senior brother stretched out his hand to Zhang Wenwu and said.

"Hello, Master...Curator Zhu..." He almost called Senior Brother, but luckily he didn't call Monkey Brother.

"Brother Zhang, please sit down...please sit down...thank you for coming, first of all on behalf of the whole museum. Waiting for a few colleagues from the cultural exchange group to come to our exchange, I hope to see Brother Zhang's profound and wonderful natural sect martial arts." Zhu Gang asked Zhang Wenwu to sit down and said.

"Ah? What does curator Zhu mean? You won't let me fight with them, will you?" Zhang Wenwu felt a little wrong, why did it sound like he wanted to ask himself for help?

"Haha, literati get together to recite poems and fight against each other, and when we warriors meet, shouldn't we learn from each other?" Zhu Gang said with a big laugh.

"I don't have this habit." Zhang Wenwu looked at Zhu Ganglie. The two brothers, like Bajie, looked honest and honest, but in fact they were sincere and treacherous.

"Haha, I see they are coming, let's go down to meet them." Standing by the window, Zhu Ganglie pretended not to see Zhang Wenwu's gaze, laughed twice and walked out.

Both Zhu Gangzheng and Zhu Ganglie went downstairs to greet the guests, and Zhang Wenwu couldn't pretend to be a big name and sit still in the office, so he followed them downstairs.

Outside the door, there were four or five commercial vehicles, and a medium and large bread. There were more than 20 people in total.

Zhu Gang shook hands with the leader of the team, clasped fists at the two well-dressed people, and then turned sideways to welcome them into the yard.At this time, there were four or fifty of Zhu Gangzheng's disciples and grandchildren in the courtyard, wearing crimson martial arts uniforms, lined up neatly, and when they saw the guests coming, they immediately

Shout out in unison, welcome to fellow martial artists from the mainland, welcome to visit the national cultural exchange delegation.

Hehe, Zhu Gangzheng really put his heart into it, the small martial arts gym is actually "looking good".

What left Zhang Wenwu speechless was that at some point, a simple podium was set up on the north side of the martial arts field in the courtyard. Obviously, guests were invited to give speeches.

Of course, Zhu Gangzheng was the first to play. He said a few simple official words, nothing more than welcome, what, what, what, etc.

After Zhu Gangzheng finished his welcome speech, he invited the leader of the team to give a speech. This guy looked like a bureaucrat, and he regarded this small martial arts gym as an important occasion. He actually took out a manuscript and read it in a cadence He talked about promoting traditional culture, boosting national cultural confidence, strengthening exchanges between the two places, and so on. He actually read it for three or four 10 minutes.

Damn, what's the matter, if he knew earlier, Zhang Wenwu would never have come down to meet them.

That guy finally finished reading, Zhu Gang is inviting him and those guys who seem to be very masters to have tea in the upstairs office, while the other people are being led by the senior disciples to visit the martial arts hall and exchange martial arts. up.

The second brother took Zhang Wenwu upstairs and introduced it to the team leader and the two or three "grandmasters".

After getting to know each other, the second senior brother said to the young and mature Du Yacai who looked like a master of gestures and language: "Brother Du

, this is what I told you, suspected to be Brother Zhang from the Natural School. "

"Ah, brother Zhang is practicing natural boxing?" Du Ya raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhang Wenwu and said, "Please tell me the name of Master Gao."

"I don't have a master, my kung fu was taught by a fake Taoist priest." The wild Taoist priest never said that Zhang Wenwu was an apprentice, nor did he admit that he was a master. Zhang Wenwu told the truth.

"Oh? Taught by a Taoist priest? His Taoist name is..." Du Ya continued to ask with a straight face, his attitude was rather unfriendly.

"Unknown Taoist priest." Zhang Wenwu was very annoyed by Du Yacai's attitude, what do you mean by your uncle?Why should I tell you?He regrets coming here.

Glancing at the second senior brother, he found that his face was very embarrassed. He probably didn't expect that Du Ya, a master of natural sect, would be like this.

"Brother Du, I think he stole the teacher, let him play a few tricks and you will understand." A guy with a horse face next to him whispered to Du Yacai.

"Yes, yes." Du Yacai raised his head and said to Zhang Wenwu, "Xiao Zhang, let me see if you are learning the natural sect's martial arts."

Brother Xiaozhang became Xiaozhang, Du Yacai considered himself the future head of the Natural Sect, so naturally he wouldn't be polite to Zhang Wenwu, a person who couldn't tell what his master was.

"Hehe, who do you think you are, you can play as you please? Why don't you show me some tricks?" Zhang Wenwu has already pulled his face down, and he is no longer polite to Du Ya.

(End of this chapter)