Chapter 98 Master Tang
Gangcha's face was calm, neither impatient nor impatient, but everyone could feel his determination. Zhang Nianzu knew that a man like him must be paranoid, otherwise he would not be so strong.
But they really had nothing to teach. In fact, Ah San and Ah Si had just revealed the secret. The reason why the warriors of the Strongman tribe were strong was that they were born strong. But if they told Gang Cha the truth, with his current crazy mental state, he might crash into a wall and die in front of them...
A group of people were just stuck there, and no one knew how to break the impasse.
Finally, Zhang Nianzu couldn't stand it anymore. He whispered to Li Asi, "Why don't you find a random excuse to get rid of him first, and then we can think of other ways?"
"Oh." Li Ah Si still took Grandpa's words seriously. He pointed at the steel fork and said, "Well, I'll give you 30 seconds, and you punch with all your strength."
Gangcha asked excitedly, "Do you agree to take me as your apprentice?"
"Let's wait and see." Li Asi got into the role very quickly.
Steel Fork stood in position with both feet, and when the command to start was given, everyone saw a flash before their eyes, and Steel Fork's fist turned into a phantom and hit the air, making a rustling sound, as powerful as a tiger!
At this time, several people came from the street corner. One of them was an old man wearing a retro Tang suit, followed by two bodyguards. Everyone knew the person beside him, it was Lao Jiang. When this group of people came closer, they did not break the steel fork, but stood by and watched quietly.
When the thirty seconds were up, Li Ah Si waved his hand and said, "Stop, stop, stop."
Gangcha humbly asked, "Master, what do you think?"
Li Ah Si said, "Go back and find the problem yourself first. Come back to me when you have found three problems."
Gang Cha asked in surprise: "So many problems?" He had been practicing martial arts since he was young and was confident in his basic skills. It would be ridiculous for a boxer of his level to have problems even with his punches.
Li Ah Si waved his hand impatiently and said, "Practice in front of the mirror. You will find the problem after a long time."
Gangcha broke out in a cold sweat and said respectfully, "Yes."
"Go ahead."
Gangcha did not leave, but bowed to the old man in Tang suit and said, "Mr. Tang." It turned out that they knew each other.
Mr. Tang responded calmly, and then asked, "Have you decided not to play anymore?" The old man spoke with full energy, and he was intimidating without being angry, as if he was looking down on others.
Gangcha said, "Yes, I plan to take a break for a while and work with my master to hone my... uh, basic skills. The deposit you paid me said that I could only play ten games, but by yesterday's game I had already played 25 games. I don't want any dividends anymore. Just consider it as an apology for breaking my promise. Let's call it even."
Master Tang snorted and said, "That's it. We didn't come here to look for you today. You have nothing to do now."
"Then I'll take my leave." Gangcha said hello to Zhang Nianzu and others, then frowned and walked away, gesticulating all the way.
Zhang Nianzu looked at Lao Jiang, waiting for him to introduce this Mr. Tang. From their positions, Lao Jiang stood two steps behind Mr. Tang, with a very serious expression, which at least indicated two points - this person should be from Thirteen Spices, and his status was very important . With Lao Jiang's weight today, he would not hold someone up so solemnly, unless the person he was traveling with was a big shot in a strictly hierarchical society.
Lao Jiang took two steps forward awkwardly. Before he could speak, the two bodyguards behind Master Tang said expressionlessly, "Stand up!"
Everyone was sitting originally, but Zhang Nianzu had already left his seat. He had no interest in the society or anything like that, nor did he like the people in it, but seeing that the other party was so old, he still had to be polite. However, when he stood up and heard the two bodyguards shouting this, he felt a little amused, but he didn't take it to heart. When he stood up, Li Changgui and others behind him also stood up.
Lao Jiang secretly bowed to Zhang Nianzu as an apology, and then introduced him in a flattering manner: "This is Shi Jingtang, the leader of our Thirteen Spices. People in the underworld call him Master Tang." No wonder he was so embarrassed. It turned out that this old man was the helmsman of Thirteen Spices, and in fact, the boss of the society. Lao Jiang was from the strongman clan, and Zhang Nianzu was his clan leader. His introduction of these two people to meet was equivalent to taking the department manager home to see his grandfather. No one could be offended, and no one dared to offend, so he was very grateful that Zhang Nianzu gave him face.
However, Zhang Nianzu knew that something bad was going to happen...
"Hahahaha, aren't thirteen spices added when stewing pork?" This is Ah San.
"Old Jiang, have you brought us stewed meat?" This is Ah Si.
Zhang Nianzu waved his hand behind him, and the two stopped laughing...
I don't know if Master Tang didn't hear it or if he wanted to show his broad mind, but the old man walked over and sat down without any expression. He was thin, his face was full of wrinkles, and he exuded a sense of majesty that was not in line with the times. From the outside, he looked more like an old patriarch who came out of a remote village.
Zhang Nianzu said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Tang." Then he sat down opposite the old man naturally and asked, "Is there anything Mr. Tang wants to talk to me about?"
Mr. Tang said sternly, "You put out the fire in my boxer, aren't you going to give me a few words of explanation?"
Zhang Nianzu suddenly realized, "So you are the organizer behind the steel fork."
Mr. Tang said coldly, "That's right. I picked this guy after careful selection. I was counting on him to make me a lot of money. I didn't expect that after the fight yesterday, he refused to do it again. Later, I asked around and found out that the root of the problem was you. I was wondering, what did you do to him?"
Now it is certain that these underground black boxing matches are one of Mr. Tang's main sources of income. The old man might have been hiding in those glass houses yesterday. Gangcha was temporarily fooled away, and the real owner came again. Zhang Nianzu subconsciously looked at Lao Jiang, who half-jokingly and half-clarified: "I didn't say that. You are now considered a semi-celebrity, but you are not like before." As he spoke, Lao Jiang gave him a reproachful look, "Why are you so careless in doing things?"
Zhang Nianzu said to Master Tang: "This...please listen to my explanation."
Master Tang waved his hand and said, "I don't want to hear any explanation. Since you have the ability to rob the steel fork, it means you are better at fighting. How about this? As long as you are willing to send someone to replace him, Master Tang will pretend that this incident never happened."
Zhang Nianzu's smile remained unchanged, but he said, "Impossible."
"What did you say?" Master Tang was immediately anxious. "Don't think that I can do nothing to you little brats just because you know a few Wu Bachaos. Haven't you heard of our Thirteen Spices?"
Ah San said: "Who are you looking down on? How could you not have heard of it..."
Lao Jiang knew that he would probably talk about stewing meat again, so he tried to smooth things over by saying, "Don't worry, I came along because I was afraid there would be misunderstandings."
Zhang Nianzu simply stood up and pulled him aside and said, "You heard it too. This old guy wants to use me as a gun. If I hadn't seen that he was old, I would have been rude a long time ago."
Lao Jiang waved his hand and said, "I said, why are you teasing that steel fork for no reason? He refused to come on stage again after returning yesterday. His words revealed a taste of seeing through the world. If you don't know, you might think he was saved by a monk. Later, I heard the description of the people who followed him and I knew it was you. Why are you doing this?"
Zhang Nianzu sighed and said, "It's hard to explain. We were also fooled by the wrong information from another old man."
Lao Jiang said, "If it was a few days earlier, it would be fine. But now it's almost the critical moment. Where can I find someone else?"
Zhang Nianzu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Mr. Tang organized the underground competition just to select the best fighter to make some quick money for him. This steel fork was to his liking in every aspect, and he was just waiting for the final fight, but you guys came out at this time and crushed him."
"The last one?"
Lao Jiang said, "Do you think Mr. Tang really cares about those trivial things? He selected the players so carefully because he has an appointment with someone for a high-priced match, which will start in five days."
Zhang Nianzu said, "Aren't you the Thirteen Spices Tiger? Why don't you help your leader solve ?"
Lao Jiang said sadly: "I have my own difficulties, because I feel guilty towards Thirteen Spices, otherwise I wouldn't be so concerned about you. I'm really afraid that you will fight."
Zhang Nianzu said, "Anyway, I won't work hard for that old guy. If he wants to bully others, let him try." Zhang Nianzu smiled and said , "Why don't you just instigate him to fight with us. When the seasoning helps you out, you might as well quit. Does it sound good to be labeled a gang member?" Zhang Nianzu was worried now, but he didn't take Thirteen Spices seriously.
Chiang Kai-shek suddenly jumped up and said, "Zhang Nianzu! Now you are bullying others by taking advantage of your power!"
Zhang Nianzu was stunned and asked, "Hey, which side are you from?"
Lao Jiang also knew that he had gone too far, and said hesitantly: "Seasoning Gang... Oh no, the Thirteen Spices cannot be poured out!"
