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Dreaming of Hong Kong Chapter 668: Thoughts on Recruiting Disciples

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    "Wait a minute" Just as the Americans were preparing to leave, Wang Dong and Tur¨¢n pointed coldly at the two white men, Williams and Billy, who were on the ground with a bruised nose and face. They said with a cold smile: "You two stay here."  Come down, the others can leave! " "No no Wang, just treat me like a fart, I won't dare to tease you again, I deserve to die, I deserve to die" Wang Dong said  Then, Billy, who was originally bruised and swollen, turned extremely pale. He looked at Wang Dong with horror and fear. He raised his hand and slapped Ziji's mouth." "Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better updated.  Faster! .  Wang Dongli ignored the white man Billy who kept slapping Ziji in the face, but calmly walked to He Yaqiong's side.  He Yaqiong handed the clothes in her hand to Wang Dong. Both of them looked calm and relaxed, which shocked the two bodyguards on the side.  Who would have thought that this indifferent man would just act like a wild beast and become so ferocious that everyone despaired?  Seeing this, the two bodyguards couldn't help but shudder, and their eyes looked at Wang Dong with a little more fear and apprehension.  "Leave the two of them for Shime?" He Yaqiong looked at Williams, who was unconscious and unrecognizable not far away, with a collapsed nose and blood on his face, and Billy, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, trembling and fear, and kept fanning Ziji, and asked Wang Dong curiously.  .  Looking at He Yaqiong's curious expression, Wang Dong smiled slightly, put on his clothes, and walked towards the trash can not far away.  "I think you can come out now, ma'am?" Wang Dong shouted inexplicably toward the trash can, with a smile on his lips, and looked sharply at a black figure behind the trash can, flashing a vague look.  smile.  "I'm sorry, sir, Carter, Brown and I didn't mean to peek We'll leave as soon as possible. Sir, don't hurt us. You can't even see us." Tur¨¢n, a black woman with a beautiful face walked tremblingly.  She came out, holding a skinny black child hiding in her arms, and beside her, there was also a black boy standing.  This group is clearly the mother and son who Wang Dong just got off the plane and saw were bullied by the white man who claimed to be Williams.  "Haha, madam, I have no ill intentions. I just want to ask you if you want to find a job. I am short of a nanny to take care of food and housing. How about that?" Wang Dong quietly glanced at the destitute black woman.  , then looked at the timid child in her arms and the little boy who had been looking directly at him.  "Sir, are you kidding" The black woman looked at Wang Dong in surprise, with a look of disbelief.  She didn't expect that Wang Dong would want to invite her to work.  "What do you think?" Wang Dong smiled, but his eyes were fixed on the unique little black boy in front of her. The little black boy in front of him reminded him of his ziji and stubbornness in his previous life.  Most importantly, Wang Dong was very shocked by his actions of pursing his lips and wiping Ziji's mother's tears. He always felt that this little boy was different.  "Are you really looking for my mother to be a nanny? Can Brown and I live there?" This unique little boy looked at Wang Dong maturely, with a shining light in his eyes.  At the same time, the little man Yiy¨¤ng stood in front of Ziji's mother.  "Of course, no problem!" Wang Dong glanced at the little boy, smiled slightly, said no more, turned around and walked towards He Yaqiong.  He Yaqiong looked curiously at the black woman and two black children behind Wang Dong, her big bright eyes shining with curiosity.  "This guy is teasing you. It's impossible for me not to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, how unfair would it be to Williams? So" Wang Dong looked at the trembling white Billy in front of him and smiled coldly.  Wang Dong holds grudges very much.  There is immeasurable revenge on those who molest Ziji women.  The dragon has reverse scales, which will kill you if you touch it.  Wang Dong's enemies are his family and his wife.  These are all Wang Dong's reverse scales.  Although the white man Billy in front of him was as arrogant as Williams, he still teased Ziji's woman. Naturally, Wang Dong would not easily bypass him.  "Sir, please, please spare me" Looking at Wang Dong's cold smile, white Billy was so frightened that he was sweating constantly, and he was begging for mercy in fear.  The United States is still a society governed by the rule of law, so Wang Dong naturally cannot kill this person.  But that doesn't mean you can't teach him a lesson.  So, immediately after, I saw two bodyguards dragging Billy, a white man with a gray face, into the alley of P¨¢ngbi¨¡n. After a while, a howling sound could be heard.  "As for this" Looking at Williams who was unconscious and with blood on his face, Wang Dong glanced at the little black boy, shrugged his shoulders, then ignored the guy on the ground and walked up to He Yaqiong with a smile.  On the big Hummer that came to pick him up, he didn¡¯t even look at the man behind him.??Mild eggs.  The little black boy saw Wang Dong forgetting about this person intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes lit up, he clenched Ziji's fist, and with a fierce look on his face like a little wolf, he walked towards the white man Williams who fell to the ground unconscious.  Past "Should we stop him? This little guy seems to be a bit ruthless!" Looking out the car window at the little black guy who kept stepping on the man's crotch, He Yaqiong frowned and said a little worriedly: "This little boy  I feel very resentful in my heart." "Ruguo, you know, if this white man humiliated their family and treated them like clowns more than ten minutes ago, you wouldn't have said that!" Wang Dong glanced at the little leopard-like child.  The black boy sighed.  "What's going on?" Looking at He Yaqiong's curiosity, Wang Dong told He Yaqiong exactly what he had just seen.  After hearing this, He Yaqiong couldn't help but cursed secretly at the man who fell to the ground, "You deserve it! You deserve it!" He Yaqiong, who went to college in the United States, was even more aware of the shameful racial discrimination in the United States than Wang Dong.  .  Many white people discriminate against people of color.  This was especially obvious in the United States in the 1970s and 1980s.  Don¡¯t think that the emancipation of black slaves was promulgated in the 19th century, and Martin Luther King launched a campaign against racial discrimination in the 1960s, which will eliminate racial discrimination in the United States.  It can be said that racial discrimination is the most obvious report in the United States.  Although it prides itself on democracy and fairness, in their society, racial discrimination is definitely a huge cancer.  Even many of today's rich white people, those in power, still hold discriminatory and resistive attitudes towards black people and people of color.  Not to mention the people at the bottom.  In the United States, the gap between rich and poor is even greater.  Especially black people.  The environment in their city is rife with guns, drugs, rape, robbery, robbery, and murder.  In the city of New York, there is Manhattan, which is infinitely beautiful, and Brooklyn, which is the dirtiest.  There are many Chinese here, and they suffer severe discrimination and unfair treatment.  "Has it been taken care of?" Looking at the little guy in front of him, Wang Dong asked with a half-smile.  "Thank you, mom said I can't kill, otherwise I really want to kill that bastard!" The black child glanced at Wang Dong, his big eyes full of hope, and said, "What you use is really Chinese Kung Fu."  Are you a compatriot of Bruce Lee? "Can you teach me this kind of kung fu?" Wang Dong glanced at the little black guy in front of him. He didn't expect this little guy.  I want to learn kung fu from him.  Wang Dong felt that there were too many racial prejudices in his heart.  Since Bruce Lee was willing to accept American apprentices in order to promote Chinese Kung Fu, Wang Dong could not accept it.  But Wang Dong has never thought about teaching kung fu.  Firstly, I have always had this idea, and secondly, Wang Dong is not very old now, so there is no need to pass on the inheritance, and Wang Dong thinks that he has never met a good seedling.  "Are you learning kung fu to do shime? Are you going to kill these white people?" Wang Dong stared at the black boy with sharp and cold eyes.  "No!" The boy glanced at Wang Dong and replied simply.  Wang Dong was stunned by the boy's straightforward answer. Wang Dong originally thought he had been discriminated against, so the little guy was filled with resentment.  Wang Dong was even prepared for this in his heart.  And as long as the child in front of him answers "yes", Wang Dong can only give up on this seedling.  Those who learn martial arts must be as fierce as a leopard and cannot be insulted.  But you can't have murderous resentment in your heart.  When Wang Dong accepted the inheritance from Mr. Sun, he could only do so after passing the test.  The little black boy in front of him was very talented, fierce and sensible, but Wang Dong wanted to test his character.  "I just hope to use what I have learned to protect my family!" The little boy looked at Wang Dong firmly, his childish face full of determination.  "Mom doesn't allow me to kill anyone! I just want to protect my mother and brother!" Looking at the determined little boy in front of him, Wang Dong's heart moved.  Listening to his words, Wang Dong saw the shadow of Ziji in this little black boy.  "Do you really want to learn kung fu from me? Do you know that when you learn kung fu from me, you not only have to endure hardships, but you may also get injured. Are you not afraid?" Wang Dong said to the black boy in front of him calmly.  .  "I'm not afraid of hardship or injury! Please teach me Kung Fu!" The little boy looked at Wang Dong with firm eyes, showing no trace of hesitation.  "Your name is Shime?" Facing this little boy, Wang Dong really had the idea of ??accepting a disciple in his heart.  Although this is a black child, Wang Dong has many racial prejudices.  Moreover, he also felt the shadow of Ziji in the little boy.  "Master, ???Call Sean Carter!  Master, your name is Wang?" The little boy looked at Wang Dong respectfully and muttered in a low voice with some hesitation. "Haha, I have to think about accepting you as a disciple. I want to see if you are suitable for learning martial arts.  So you don't have to call me master.  My name is Wang Dong, and you can also call me Bruce by my English name, but I am not Bruce Lee, but King Bruce!  " Wang Dong glanced at the little boy and smiled. Wang Dong's English name is Bruce. No one knows. Will this Bruce also shock the entire United States?
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