Six Hundred and Twenty-One. Old Buffon’s Life Experience

Old Buffon's behavior made Yang Ming a little stunned. After a long time, he frowned and said: "Old man, don't be joking. I only saved you because this store has something to do with me! Get up, I don't have time to talk to you. Take it easy!"

"No... hero, you must accept me as your disciple!" Old Buffon imitated those people on TV who are interested in becoming a disciple and said with tears in his eyes: "I traveled thousands of miles to come to China. It’s just to become a disciple, to learn Chinese Kung Fu! Hero, if you don’t agree, I won’t be able to kneel down!”

Yang Ming looked at the foreign guy in front of him and really didn't know what to say! Why are you so stubborn!

"You get up first. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later." Yang Ming said perfunctorily.

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't agree immediately, Buffon had no choice but to stand up. He has also heard that apprenticeship is a very complicated process. Those who are highly skilled in martial arts will examine the apprentice's character and qualifications when accepting an apprentice. They all say that a master is like a father and an apprentice is like a son. Therefore, the master will carefully consider and consider before accepting a disciple, and it is impossible to accept a disciple easily.

Otherwise, it would be terrible if the disciple had bad conduct and caused trouble to the world! Therefore, after old Buffon figured it out, he was not in a hurry. In his opinion, one must be sincere to become a disciple! Isn’t there a saying that says, where there is a will, there is a way. There is also a saying that nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing... Therefore, old Buffon decided to stalk him and slowly worked hard to convince Yang Ming that he would not accept him as his disciple.

Seeing Yang Ming turn around and leave the room, Buffon followed him respectfully. Anyway, he has made up his mind, he will follow Yang Ming wherever he goes!

It's not against the law to be a follower, right? Besides, he is an expert, so he must be too lazy to argue with himself.

"Be determined. We must succeed..." Old Buffon hummed a ditty and followed him out. Hou Zhenhan was stunned to see this. This old guy had a bruised nose and face, but he was still so happy? ! Foreign old men are so energetic!

Hou Zhenshao shook his head. Waiting for the younger brother's report in the room. Those who work in the underworld have their own methods and sources of information. When recruiting a subordinate, you must also verify whether this person has any cases against him.

Today's era is different from the past where people were forced to go to jail and so on. Hou Zhencheng's place is not a shelter. It would be fucked if there is a fugitive or something.

Although Hou Zhancheng is not afraid of trouble, he is messy on the road. These things should be avoided more or less. You are a mixed society, but harboring wanted criminals is a bit too much!

Soon, the identities of these two people were found out. Without saying a word, Hou Zhenhan directly found someone to take them to the police station.

Came to the next room,

Yang Ming planned to ask the foreign old man about his identity. If he was a tourist, then he wouldn't have to worry about him. If he lived here permanently, he would really have to talk to him. Don't ask him to go out and make noise.

"Old man, where are you from? What happened just now?" Yang Ming asked.

The old Buffon was extremely sincere in his apprenticeship. In front of the master, he had to know everything he said, so he quickly replied: "Master, I am the current head of the Buffon family in Italy. This time I am here to meet my friends... The chairman of a company controlled by my family also came to China to travel. I have been longing for China for a long time. I want to come and see those legendary martial arts masters, and then become my master to an expert!"

When Yang Ming heard old Buffon calling him "master", he couldn't help but frowned and said: "Who is your master? I haven't agreed to be your master yet!"

"Yes...yes, future master, is that okay?" Old Buffon quickly changed his words.

Yang Ming discovered that this old foreign man was not particularly thick-skinned. But I was a little helpless: "What does your family do? What kind of company is that?"

"Our family...well, it's an ancient family..." Old Buffon didn't know how to explain it. In his opinion, this kind of family only exists in Europe, and there is no such family in China. So he hesitated for a long time and said: "He is very rich and powerful, and controls many companies and political figures..."

"Sweat!" Yang Ming touched his chin after hearing this. Isn't this old Buffon too direct? Don't you know any secrets? Don’t you know what humility is?

"That company is an automobile manufacturing group. It's called Lutong Group." Buffon continued.

Tong Group, car manufacturer? Yang Ming was shocked. However, his face looked at the old man calmly. In other words, he is the owner of that car company?

And wasn’t the fat Mr. Wan he beat up today also from the Lutong Group? Could it be this guy's domestic subsidiary?

"There is an S-Dalutong Automobile Group in the south. What is its relationship with your automobile group?" Yang Ming asked.

"It's the group's domestic subsidiary." Buffon said.

Sure enough... Yang Ming didn't know what to say. Just now, Mr. Wan was standing in front of him in an arrogant manner, but now, his boss's boss was respectful to him. What kind of logic was there in this world? !

"How long do you want to stay here?" Yang Ming naturally would not directly ask him to interfere with the order issue of the bus factory. In that case, the old man would definitely take the opportunity to threaten him with the apprenticeship.

"I'm not going to leave! I want to learn kung fu here!" Old Buffon was so speechless that he dropped a bombshell, which shocked Yang Ming!

"I'm not telling you, you are so old, why are you still learning Kung Fu!" Yang Ming was really dumbfounded: "People have to start learning Kung Fu from elementary school! Isn't it too late for you to start learning now? Already?"

"I don't expect to be able to fly over the walls like you and hit wherever you want. I just need to be better than the average person..." Old Buffon said: "Isn't your Kung Fu divided into internal Kung Fu and external Kung Fu? I will definitely not be able to practice internal strength. , future master, please teach me some foreign martial arts!"

"..." Yang Ming was speechless and thought to himself, if you ask me to teach you internal martial arts, I have to be good at it. I haven't seen anyone really practice internal martial arts yet! Moreover, I am a killer, okay? Can I teach you these things? You go back to show off to others, and if you accidentally kill someone else, it's all over!

"Master, don't worry, I am definitely a good apprentice. Just serve me. I promise not to use my skills to do evil. I will save the world and the people and become a qualified martial arts person!" Seeing that Yang Ming didn't speak, Old Buffon hurriedly hurriedly road.

"It's not that I don't accept you, but my skills are too powerful. I'm afraid that you won't be able to grasp the scale well and kill people." Yang Ming said helplessly.

"It's okay, I'm sure I won't learn that much, just teach me how to turn my head with my hands and tap acupuncture points in the air!" Old Buffon said excitedly. Because, after hearing Yang Ming's tone, he seemed to relax, so how could he not work harder?

"Chopping bricks with your hands is easy. Just go home, simmer the bricks in a pressure cooker for a few hours, and you can cut them." Yang Ming said, "As for tapping acupoints from a distance, I don't know how. Where can I teach you how to do that?" ?”

"Uh...future master, didn't you just tap the acupuncture point from a distance...that person suddenly became mute!" Old Buffon said.

"I'm so far away! Do you think I can point my finger at you!" Yang Ming glared at old Buffon and said.

"Oh? Future Master, do you know someone who can point to Yiyang?" Old Buffon suddenly became energetic.

"I don't know you... Mr. Duan has been dead for hundreds of years. How can I know him? I'm not from time travel!" Yang Ming said angrily: "Let's talk about accepting disciples slowly. I There are other things to do for two days.”

"Um...future master, I can't delay my apprenticeship. Just promise me, otherwise I won't be able to sleep!" Old Buffon was extremely anxious.

"What does your inability to sleep have to do with me?" Yang Ming remained unmoved.

"How about this, future master, please promise me first and let me feel at ease. As for when to hold the apprenticeship ceremony and teach me martial arts, that's up to you!" Old Buffon said.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Yang Ming waved his hand and said: "I will agree to you for now, but I want to further observe your character! Also, don't call me in front of outsiders. Master."

"Then what should I call you..." Old Buffon was puzzled. The master is the person he respects the most in his heart. If he disrespects the master, it will really make things difficult for him.

"Call me Mr. Yang or just call me Yang Ming." Yang Ming said.

"Then... let me call you Mr. Yang." Old Buffon nodded and said: "Master, let's get down to business now!"

Old Buffon was very good at climbing up the pole. As soon as Yang Ming let go, he changed "Future Master" to "Master".