"Now that you know you are still alive, my father is also very pleased. He is no longer the chairman of Jinling Group, so he only holds a free position as an elder of the Wushu Association. In fact, he has been undermined and has no rights."

"But he is still a member of the Wushu Association after all, and he is probably under surveillance now, so it is not convenient to meet you, so I will call me to remind you." Kou Moshu said.

Only Kou Zhengqing and Xiao Shun are in the management of Ningzhou Martial Arts Association, so he is now undermined. Xiao Shun can probably guess what is the reason.

When he was in Lei Yang, Yang Zinuo should have seen that Kou Zhengqing did not use all his strength to take action.

"Aren't you afraid of offending Wu Xie?" Xiao Shun asked, not as cold as before.

"I have no strengths, just talk about loyalty. Since I call you Brother Xiao, I will recognize you. I am not afraid. Moreover, I really admire Brother Xiao. So is my father. You dare to come to Leiyang at this time. You are a man." Kou Moshu smiled.

"No matter what, thank your father on my behalf. As for leaving Lei Yang, at least I have no such plan so far, don't get involved. This is a grudge between me and Wu Xie." Xiao Shun smiled.

"Brother Xiao, listen to my advice. I heard that Ningzhou Martial Arts Association is very important to this Yingjie Cup, and there is absolutely no trouble. You were kicked out of the Martial Arts Association because the Central Plains Martial Arts Association is afraid that you will affect the holding of the Yingjie Cup, so they definitely do not allow you to have the unstable factor."

Kou Moshu said with some anxiety: "A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall. Gu Baiyi and Haitang both arrived in Leiyang. I heard from my father that they are all top experts in the martial arts association. Why do you have to be happy for a while? Do you think so?"

"Thank you for your kindness. I have my own opinions on this matter, so you don't have to persuade me anymore." Xiao Shun said firmly.

"Okay, since you can't persuade you, then be more careful. If you need help, Mo Shu is willing to work hard for a long time." Kou Mo Shu pondered for a moment.

Xiao Shun politely declined Kou Moshu's kindness and drove to Ci'an Hall to get medicine.

As soon as he left the door, he found two gray Buick business cars following behind.

Even though he kept a certain distance from him, he could still sense that there were four warriors in each car. It was supposed to be specially sent by the Wushu Association to monitor him.

Xiao Shun smiled faintly. He didn't take the seven or eight ordinary warriors seriously and ignored them. He soon went to Ci'an Hall to get the medicine and returned to the Yushuiwan villa.

"You know how to decoct medicine yourself, right?"

Xiao Shun handed the Chinese medicine he brought back to Wen Yao and asked.

"I will." Wen Yao took the dozens of medicines he handed over and said thanking him.

"That's good. There are medicine jars for decocting medicine here. You don't have to be polite, just treat it as if it's at your own home." Xiao Shun said.

Song Ling'er's excitement of breaking through the acquired realm had not yet passed. While waving her fists out of thin air, she took over the conversation and said, "Sister Wen Yao, I am a very talented person. You will know if you spend a few days together."

Xiao Shun was speechless, where is this? Also, is there anyone who praises himself like this?

"I see you have no energy to use it. There are a few cockroaches outside, so you can go and dispense them."

Upon hearing this, Song Ling'er suddenly stopped the movements in her hand, stared at him, and asked excitedly: "What cockroach?"

"It should be Yang Zinuo sent to monitor us..."

When Song Ling'er heard Yang Zinuo's name, she immediately rushed to her forehead. Before he could finish his words, she disappeared with a slight noise.

Wen Yao looked at the door in amazement, swallowed and sighed, "This girl is so awesome."

Then he looked at Xiao Shun. He was Song Ling'er's master. His disciples were so powerful. What should his master be like?

I was immediately full of confidence that Xiao Shun could cure his illness.

"What did she do? I think she was very angry." Wen Yao asked.

"It's nothing, let her practice her hands." Xiao Shun said with a playful smile.

Wen Yao comes from a martial arts family. It is not that all members of their family have the qualifications of warriors, but that their family has its own unique training system and starts to train family members since childhood.

As for the qualifications of warriors, in fact, there is no clear critical point to define whether a person can become a warrior. No one is born a warrior. However, people with poor qualifications have much worse cultivation progress than those with good qualifications.

If a person's practice for ten years is not as good as the results achieved by others in one year of cultivation, then it is actually not meaningful to persevere. At most, it can play a role in strengthening the body.

The advantage of the martial arts family is that they have their own qi training methods. Even ordinary family members are much better than ordinary people who only know how to temper their bodies.

Take Wen Yao as an example. Her qualifications are mediocre, but after more than ten years of Qi training and practice according to the Wen family's Qi training method, she is now barely a low-level warrior. She is much better than most ordinary people, but it is not worth mentioning compared to those with good qualifications.

So she was particularly surprised when she saw Song Ling'er suddenly disappearing in front of her.

Outside the gate, two gray business cars were parked at a distance of dozens of meters.

"Can a waste be so arrogant? I really don't know what the people above think. Killing him directly is not a matter of trouble. It's really troublesome."

In one of the cars, a member of the martial arts association with a buzz cut and a scar on his face lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and complained.

A little older than him, a warrior with a tummy beard, hugged his chest with his hands, closed his eyes slightly and said, "Don't complain, our job is already easy. Do you want to pick up people at the airport in the sun? Or do you want to go to the provincial exhibition center to set up the venue?"

"I am a martial arts practitioner and not a coolie. I'm so fucking frustrated when I let us do these chores every day." said the scar man.

"Isn't this a match for the Yingjie Cup? I'll endure it for a while and it will be easier after it's over," said Xiaowang.

"Do you think we will blame us if we rush in and kill the person named Xiao?"

The scar man raised his eyebrows and asked and answered: "I don't think so. In addition to a hidden danger, we will not blame us, but we should also reward us, right?"

"Are you so confident that we can deal with the person named Xiao?" Xiao Wangzi leaned down and narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't he say he was seriously injured by the Qinglong envoy, he is basically a useless person now." The scar man said disapprovingly.
Chapter completed!