Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 129: Seeking Truth and Connecting with Others
One day ago, Wuhan.
"Hah! Ha! Hah! Ha..."
In a school located in the mountains, roars continued to be heard from inside the walls...
On the plaque at the main gate of this school is a line of large characters, "Qiuzhen Professional Martial Arts School!"
Martial arts school!
It has always been one of the business methods commonly used by aliens.
Whether it is the Tang Sect or Shaolin, they have all established their own affiliated martial arts schools.
The Qiuzhen Society, an organization formed by the merger of four martial arts schools, has unique advantages in establishing martial arts schools.
Whether it is external or internal martial arts, the Qiuzhen Club has it all!
The Truth Seeking Society also has an unclear relationship with the company...
At this time, in a small courtyard.
A burly man over two meters tall with a broad back and strong arms was standing in the yard wearing training clothes and doing boxing.
call!
call!
call!
Every time the big man threw a punch, a gust of wind pressure rose in the air around him, blowing the plants planted in the courtyard all over the place...
"Principal Huang!"
A young man ran over from not far away, saying as he ran: "Principal Huang, Principal Huang..."
However, the sturdy man who was boxing in the courtyard ignored the shouting young man and continued to wave his fists as before.
"Principal Huang..."
Just as the young man was about to step into the courtyard, the man who was originally training in the courtyard suddenly exerted force from his waist and punched towards the door!
The huge fist suddenly created a strong wind and rushed towards the young man...
call!
Faced with this strong wind, the young man had no choice but to raise his arms to block it in front of himself.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the power of this punch. He lost his balance and sat down on the ground, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead...
"Humph! How many times have I told you to practice your standing meditation well?"
The sturdy man slowly put away his fist and scolded coldly: "Look at you now, you don't have the character of a martial artist, even my fist can blow you away."
"What if you have to fight with other aliens to the death in the future? Do you still want to be pinned to the ground and beaten?"
"I'm sorry, Principal Huang Ning..."
The young man stood up quickly and admitted his mistake.
"snort!"
Huang Ning snorted coldly and said calmly: "What's the matter? Why are you running away in such a hurry?"
"Yes... Vice Principal Fang wants to see you. He said he has something important to discuss!" the young man said quickly.
"Um?"
Huang Ning frowned slightly, picked up the towel on the table beside him, wiped his face and said, "I see, go back and report to Principal Fang, I'll wait for him in the conference room in 20 minutes!"
"yes!"
…
Twenty minutes later.
Huang Ning had already changed his clothes. When he arrived at the meeting room, only Mr. Fang was sitting there drinking tea.
Huang Ning nodded slightly, then pulled out a chair beside him, sat down with his arms folded in front of his chest, and asked, "Mr. Fang, what's the hurry?"
"It's about Qijie Valley!"
After Mr. Fang put down the teacup in his hand, he said in a low voice: "The guys who were watching over there were beaten up, and the group of people who beat them up seemed to have walked in..."
"Is that a place that can be entered casually?"
Huang Ning said in a deep voice: "And what did you say? Xiao Wu and his friends were beaten up! Which family dares to beat up the people from the Truth Seeking Society?"
“I don’t know yet…”
Elder Fang shook his head. "Xiao Wu and Xiao Zhu just called me. I heard from them that the group of people seemed to have a way to enter the valley..."
"Is there any way to enter the valley..."
Huang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, you want me to take someone over to take a look?"
"Well... Old Liu and Old Liang need to stay in the martial arts hall, and I need to preside over the operation of the martial arts school. I can only trouble Master Huang to go there..." said Old Fang.
“…”
Huang Ning was silent for a while, then said calmly: "I know!"
It must be said that Huang Ning is a man who is always decisive in his work. After discussing with Mr. Fang and others in the morning, he boarded the train to Hanzhong in the afternoon.
At the same time Huang Ning set off, a logistics company in Xi'an Industrial Zone also received the news.
"What! The president of the Truth Seeking Society is coming to the northwest?"
A short man with a bald head sat up straight instantly, "Are you sure?"
A middle-aged man on the other end of the phone said, "Yes, I heard it! Huang Ning left in a hurry, as if he had something urgent to do. Lao Hua! Your Northwest is really a big whirlpool!"
"Come on, Ren, when are you going to pay me back for the wine you owe me?"
The short man was Hua Feng, the head of the Northwest region of Nadutong.
At this moment, he sat in his office chair, twirling his pen between his fingers as he asked, "What is he planning to do in the Northwest?"
“I don’t know…”
“Tsk!”
Hua Feng smacked his lips and said, "You old fox, you are going too far. Since you are calling me, you must have found out Huang Ning's movements. Hurry up! Otherwise, I will not support your girl!"
During this period, Manager Ren has been reducing his influence in the Central China region, and at the same time, he has handed over some of the more outstanding and productive work to Ren Fei!
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old fox Ren was preparing to abdicate, and his successor would naturally be Ren Fei.
"Really? This is not like you, Lao Hua! Keep calm..."
“Don’t talk nonsense, it didn’t happen in your Huazhong, so you are not in a hurry!”
Hua Feng said: "Ten years ago, what happened in Qinghai, don't you know? Those people almost turned my Northwest upside down!"
"Now that things have finally calmed down, Huang Ning is here again. Do you think he is attacking you for no reason?"
“…”
Manager Ren on the other end of the phone shook his head. "Okay! He bought a train ticket to Hanzhong. If nothing goes wrong, his range of activities should be in Qinling Mountains..."
"Qinling?"
Hua Feng frowned, as if he had thought of something, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I get it. When you retire, remember to tell me, and I will attend your retirement party!"
After chatting briefly with Manager Ren for a few words, Hua Feng slowly put down the phone and stopped turning the pen. He directly picked up the landline on the table and dialed a number.
"Hello……"
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, but the voice sounded a little uneasy.
"Old Meng! Where are you now?" Hua Feng asked.
"Ah... me?"
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Lao Meng's voice came again: "I'm at home...Mr. Hua! Is there anything wrong?"
"Well... it's a very tricky matter. I plan to go to Hanzhong. You come with me!"
Hua Feng had already stood up from his seat, put the microphone on his shoulder and said, "A big shot has come from the Truth Seeking Society. It's very troublesome!"
“If something unpleasant happens… I’m worried that my colleagues in the company won’t be able to control the situation!”
"Oh, oh...Okay! I'll talk to my wife and come to see you right away..." said Lao Meng.
"No need, just wait for me at home, I'll pick you up! That's it, see you later!" After Hua Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and quickly walked out of the office door.
