-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Sci-fi -> Start with the cockroach Chapter 160 The Old Boy
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- ?
"Brother, I have two things. I want to discuss it with you."
Lei Jing said to Li Yan through the rearview mirror.
She is only in her early twenties, but in her demeanor and speech, there is a sophistication of forty years old.
"Ah, tell me."
Li Yan rubbed his eyes.
"Secretary Zhou of the association wants to hold a welcome party for you. The venue is at the White Swan Pavilion. In addition to colleagues in the martial arts world, he also invited many celebrities from the political and business circles. Well, Chairman Chang will also come."
"Chairman Chang?" Li Yan pondered for a while before suddenly realizing: "Oh! Chairman Chang."
He didn't take it seriously: "What else?"
"In addition, at the Hongsheng Ancestral Hall, Mr. Guan Yantao is critically ill."
The sound of wheels skidding was shrill and piercing.
The man with the crew cut turned the steering wheel vigorously, and the black Bentley made a sharp turn, melting into the rolling traffic on the elevated road.
"Guan Yantao, heh, you're not dead yet?" Li Yan had a rare cold look on his face, but the word "critically ill" circled his mind, Li Yan couldn't say it out, and felt sore.
Outside the window, car lights are everywhere.
Li Yan lowered his voice: "Which hospital?"
Guangdong, White Swan Pavilion.
Luxurious carpets, bright chandeliers, black porcelain bowls and chopsticks on white tablecloths, clusters of flowers in the middle, more than forty tables full of people, a lively scene.
"Zheng Kuishan, the head of the Mingheliu in Foshan Baihe Pavilion, had a relapse of his old injury and claimed that he could not come back. Liu Sanyan from Liancheng Yucai Sports School had a sudden eye disease and was sent to the hospital. Master Bai Huan of Qinzhou Hongsheng Pavilion was not acclimatized. I returned to Guangxi yesterday."
The speaker had a round face, a wide nose, and a big mouth. Smiling is very friendly.
Secretary Zhou's hair is black and his skin is fair. He doesn't look like a fifty-year-old person at all.
"I'm also surprised, this is thousands of miles away, how come when someone sneezes, more than half of everyone present fell ill?"
The atmosphere around was dull. On Secretary Zhou's right was a man in his thirties with a sallow complexion. A middle-aged man with broad knuckles.
He swept the table around, blew on the teacup and said, "Secretary Zhou, please rest assured."
Curator of the Hongsheng Ancestral Hall, the sixth generation successor of Cai Lifo, the vice president of Guangzhou Cai Lifo Boxing Association, Liang Fu.
"Those who didn't come, no matter whether he really has a headache or wants to run away from the battle, don't worry about it. Anyone who comes, will not allow a gangster to tell us what to do. No matter how domineering his father and son surnamed Li, in Guangdong for ten years I also don't recognize the Li character in Li's Martial Art Museum. Girl Lei asks foreigners for help, which is breaking the rules."
"right!"
"good!"
His calm words aroused the hearts of many people. The people at several tables around echoed the sound.
Secretary Zhou sighed pretentiously: "I also want to be relieved, but a Zhang Mingyuan who appeared out of nowhere has made me ashamed several times, and this is ah."
Liang Fu's words interjected: "The kid who poked his foot is only sixteen years old this year. It's always difficult for us to make a move. We only sent nephews and nephews, but Li Yan is different."
Secretary Zhou didn't speak, but sneered in his heart.
"I really count on you rotten scumbags. I want to tear that ghost girl from the position of president, it's just a dream."
Thinking of this, he peeked at Chairman Chang who was talking and laughing not far away.
"Li Chenglin's lifelong wish is nothing more than to take root in the Guangdong martial arts world. What you Lei Jing can give, I, Zhou Litao, can also give, but what you can't give, I can still give."
"coming."
Liang Fu stood up from his chair, and a large crowd of people in the hall rushed towards the door. Lei Jing pushed the door and walked in with a dimple on his face.
"Long time no see, Standing Committee Member."
The standing committee member with gray temples but still rosy face smiled: "Unexpectedly, Hong Sheng's daughter has grown up so much. You don't need to see outsiders. Just call me Uncle Chang."
"Uncle Chang."
?Knowing that the visitor was not kind, Lei Jing still looked flattered, her face was a little blush and she knew it well.
Secretary Zhou and Liang Fu all walked over, each with a tangled expression.
"Ah, President Liang, Uncle Zhou."
Lei Jing blinked her eyelashes. In front of these elderly people who had been dead for half their lives, she regained some of the beauty and liveliness of a twenty-year-old woman.
Secretary Zhou's face was very kind: "Ah Jing, it's not that the owner of Li's Martial Arts is back, but for others, the standing committee member also wants to see himhe. "
Lei Jing lowered her head in distress.
"Brother ran to the hospital as soon as he got off the plane to visit Mr. Guan at the Hongsheng Ancestral Hall."
Liang Fu's face showed anger: "What face does he have to see my master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the Standing Committee member glance at him, knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue.
"The first thing I do when I come back is to visit the famous elders. Master Li is also interested."
Secretary Zhou's tone was gentle: "Then, when will he arrive?"
Lei Jing looked embarrassed, and Secretary Zhou urged her several times before she reluctantly said:
"Brother means, it's not here."
It was drizzling up and down the road. Wearing a white sweater, Li Yan jogged over in the rain. The horizon reflected in front of him was the roof of the People's Hospital.
"How does your hospital treat you? Let me tell you, the old man has a good or bad thing. Your hospital can't afford it and walk around. Call your leader!"
The man with broom eyebrows spit flying all over the place, and quickly poked the little nurse's face with his fingers. With sour words, the scolding nurse wiped away tears.
The corridors were filled with dozens of strong young men, and the front desk of the hospital looked at each other, but they dared not speak out.
The woman sitting on the chair, her eyes were red, obviously just cried.
"Ah Can, it's nothing to do with the hospital, so don't make trouble."
The broom brows were still angry, and they waved their hands again and again: "Get rolling~"
The intern nurse holding the document sniffed, turned her head and ran quickly in the nurse's shoes.
At a corner, Li Yan walked upstairs with his pockets in his pockets, and the little nurse covering his nose with the back of his hand came to meet him.
"Miss Nurse, do you know which room the patient named Guan Yantao is in?"
"Turn left to the sixth room." The girl tried her best not to cry.
"thank you."
Li Yan's face was calm, and he counted the ward numbers with his face up, and he didn't see the martial arts students who were blocking him in front of him.
He bumped his elbow on the shoulder of a martial arts student.
"You didn't fucking grow"
The word "you" is quite loud, but the word "mother" is out of tune, and the word "long" is spoken like a little girl and a friend meeting her parents in a room, and the sound of mosquitoes is so inaudible.
Li Yan really didn't hear it, his tall and thin body brushed across the corridor, and the people on both sides separated unconsciously.
Suddenly, Li Yan stopped walking,
"It's here."
He withdrew his gaze, and the people around him saw him as if they were seeing a yaksha evil spirit. A few even tiptoed to the stairs.
"What are you doing here!"
The speaker was a rather pretty young woman with curly curly hair and an angry expression.
Li Yan recognized that this was Guan Yantao's granddaughter, and glanced at her mouth.
"Have a look at Guan's death?"
"you dare¡¡"
After she finished speaking, Li Yan bowed his head and rushed over, grabbed the woman's chin with his palm and slammed it against the door. Make a bang.
"I don't shy away from beating women, and it's not like you don't know."
There is silence all around.
The broom named A Can turned his back on his eyebrows, stood facing the wall, and pointed his nose at the hospital slogan: "No loud noises."
Li Yan looked around, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he spat into the air above the ground, he let go of the woman, and pushed the door to enter. His hands paused suddenly, and his movements became lighter.
"Squeak~"
A blue curtain wraps around the hospital bed. A beeping sound came from the instrument. The table is full of flower baskets and fruits, alone.
Li Yan took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to open the curtain.
He originally thought that he should see a skeleton-like haggard face with a tube stuck in his nose and skin and bones stuck together on his face.
But lying on the bed was an old man with white hair and a childlike face and a ruddy complexion. It's just that the arms are densely covered with pinholes.
Guan Yantao opened his eyes and glanced at Li Yan with his dark pupils, as if he was not surprised at all.
"coming."
Li Yan looked at the old man with mixed feelings in his heart.
When he came to Guangdong at the age of twelve, Li Yan learned the skills of six masters, Baihe's capture, Cai Lifo's stick, Mo and Liu's short-handed lion skills.
Outsiders roll their eyes, especially when they bring an art investor. Can become art here, nostalgic for the past.
I went back to my hometown several times in the past ten years, and complained to my brothers every time.
The southerners have a bad personality, they are not used to southern dishes, and the brothers in Guangdong are dishonest.
But at that time, Li Yan, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, was holding back his energy, wanting the people here to give him a thumbs up and think him well. I want those master brothers to sincerely call me "Da Yan" just like my hometown.
I really don't care, I really don't like it, why should I never forget it.
Li Yan has already laughed off those entangled teenagers' thoughts. But for these old guys, I still respect and hate them.
He wanted to say hello, but when it came to his lips, he was not too polite:
"Isn't this alive and kicking?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)At the age of seventeen or eighteen, I was suffocating again, and I wanted people here to give me a thumbs up and say goodbye to me. I want those master brothers to sincerely call me "Da Yan" just like my hometown.
I really don't care, I really don't like it, why should I never forget it.
Li Yan has already laughed off those entangled teenagers' thoughts. But for these old guys, I still respect and hate them.
He wanted to say hello, but when it came to his lips, he was not too polite:
"Isn't this alive and kicking?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page