Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 305 The News Spreads
Leng Yi saw their eyes and knew that the Meng family army was not doing well.

His eyes flashed brightly and he said calmly:

"This is a reward for you, take it. Change a set of clothes for me, see what you look like, and go out to embarrass me! In the future, you will have not only 300 million, but [-] million, [-] million One hundred million!"

Holding the card in his hand, he stuffed it into Meng Shouliang's palm.

"Thank you, master. We will definitely work hard! The Meng family army practices martial arts all day long, and they are not allowed to use them outside. They can only do some labor and rely on cattle and sheep to maintain their livelihood."

The eyes of the three people still fell on the card, and their eyeballs almost fell out.

300 million, to them, is an absolutely astronomical figure.

Hearing this, Leng Yi found it hard to imagine how the Meng family army survived.

The Qin army at the beginning did not do production and did not know how to do business.

After so many years, still haven't learned?

But I have to admit that Kung Fu is getting better and better.

Looking for yourself, isn't it just to find a food stamp?
There were some thoughts in my heart, but I didn't say them out, but continued to order:

"Don't look, after you go back, let the people who come over change their outfits. If it's not enough, just tell me directly! It seems that you want to gain a foothold in society, and you need to train in many aspects!"

He was very worried, if he took over Jeet Kune Do, would there be a big joke?
Grandmaster making a joke?
An unimaginable picture.

"Yes, master, let's go now! But, this card... how to use it?"

Meng Shouliang looked at the card in his hand and asked a little embarrassedly.

Even if it is a master, it has never been touched.

The veins on Leng Yi's forehead jumped up, and he was seriously out of touch with society, he said to Qinglong:

"Qinglong, follow them on the road, teach me everything on the road! Don't be an idiot in life!"

He is really convinced!
"Yes, Master! I won't let you down, let's go!"

Qinglong was taken aback for a moment, then agreed loudly, and said to the three people.

By following them, you may be able to learn both skills, which will be of great benefit.

Facing them, if you don't dare to play tricks, it will be miserable.

The four of them left the private garden together while talking and laughing. Leng Yi shook his head slightly, sensing that there would be unpredictable situations in the future.

"Let's go, you drive!"

Leng Yi and the two finally left the villa, and the task of driving was handed over to Yu Luosha.

For hunter school graduates, it is easy to drive and participate in racing.

It's just that with Leng Yi sitting next to her, her speed has slowed down a lot.

On their way to the Shangri-La Hotel, more than a dozen journalists posted appalling headlines on their Weibo, personal space, and related websites.

"Jeet Kune Do is about to change hands, Mr. Li abdicates to give way to Xian!"

"The new owner of Jeet Kune Do is about to hand over!"

"Peaceful evolution, replacement of old and new, Jeet Kune Do new generation replaces old one!"

"Mr. Li gives way, where will the future of Jeet Kune Do be?"

This message is on all major portal websites, mobile phone push messages, front page headlines, and the most eye-catching pop-up windows.

This is a method discussed by all the reporters. They only broke the news that Jeet Kune Do changed owners, but did not say who it was.

Leng Yi didn't want to be famous now, so he deliberately confessed that his name should not appear.

So, there is no follow-up.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and hundreds of millions of Jeet Kune Do students and fans left messages under various news, wanting to know specific things.

It's just that many reporters didn't even look at it, just waiting for the second wave of revelations.

It is necessary to arouse everyone's emotions and be eager to know the follow-up before proceeding to the next step.

This is the result they want.

"Jet Kune Do has changed hands. Can it withstand challenges from all sides? Will it be completely destroyed?"

"It's over, Jeet Kune Do is over, the world's number one league is about to disappear!"

"The world of martial arts is ushering in a golden age, entering the stage where a hundred schools of thought contend, and it is estimated that taekwondo, muay thai, etc. will emerge!"

"Bruce Lee, come out and give me an explanation! Why do you want to abdicate to the virtuous? Have we agreed?"

Whether it is abuse, analysis, or looking forward to the future, they all appear under each message.

It seems that the news that suddenly appeared on various platforms is just a gimmick.

Although things on the Internet will affect reality, for Bruce Lee, it is tantamount to nothing.

Now I am sitting in the large private room of Shangri-La, waiting with my son for Leng Yi to arrive.

Li Guosheng, who had reacted from the passion, felt distressed when he thought that the huge Taekwondo had become someone else's possession, and asked:

"Father, you really gave Leng Yi the inheritance of decades? Are you willing?"

Anyway, he is not reconciled!

Bruce Lee took a deep look at him, and said in a low voice:

"Do you think I am willing? It is better to find a reliable person than an outsider! If you live up to your expectations and become a master, why should I do this?"

In the words, there is a deep hatred of iron but not steel.

It is normal for a son to grow up in a favorable environment, not to think about making progress, and to have no sense of crisis.

Even if you are not reconciled, what's the use?

"Father, I am indeed not a master, but you don't have to be a master to run a company, right?"

Li Guosheng refused to accept and refuted.

Facing him, Bruce Lee shook his head, knowing that he couldn't let go, and said:
"Jet Kune Do is not a large company, it is a martial arts alliance, and it needs force to speak. If you can't even control your subordinates, how can you speak to the outside world?"

"When I die, Taekwondo's Li Shijiao, Taizhong, Thomas Young, Tyson, etc., will all come to me. You can only die!"

"Even if you can hide, can Jeet Kune Do hide? Can the killer find you? You will die in the end, Jeet Kune Do will fall apart. You are my only son now, I can't let the Li family die!"

His voice became deeper and deeper, filled with the helplessness of old age.

Even if he is a grandmaster, he is also a grandmaster who is about to end.

Li Guosheng was speechless, his father's love was like a mountain, he didn't want him to die!
Behind the Taekwondo Federation is death, endless death!
Let people have nowhere to escape!
Even Bruce Lee, the master, felt tired.

At this moment, the voice of the guard came from outside:

"Congratulations, Mr. Leng, please come inside!"

I have specially explained that I must be respectful, so I appear very respectful.

Immediately, the door of the private room was pushed open, only Leng Yi and Yu Luocha walked in, and there was no one else.

"Benefactor, please sit down, order whatever you want! This is a five-star hotel, and there are many dishes, including foreign dishes!"

Bruce Lee stood up and greeted him personally, politely.

Yu Luocha still felt that Leng Yi had no foundation yesterday, and facing the Li family, it would be difficult for him to move forward in the future.

Today, you will know how powerful he is.

It's definitely worth it to be by his side.

"Mr. Li, you're welcome, let's stop being polite and sit down!"

Leng Yi didn't want to be polite, so he waved his hand and sat down automatically.

"Okay, you are worthy of being a martial artist, just go ahead! Waiter, order!"

Bruce Lee was also polite, with a smile on his face, he greeted the outsiders.

The meal for four people is really not too much to eat, and it is more to use the atmosphere to continue to discuss the issue of handover.

(End of this chapter)