All these actions seemed to be just to grab the luggage in Yao Meng and the others.

After all, even with Zhang Feng's luggage, Yao Meng and the others only had ten large boxes. In this way, there would be ten people who would return empty-handed in the twenty burly men.

Yao Meng's seductive red lips opened and she stared blankly at a burly man who took away the box and bag from her hand.

"No way? Are they robbing or moving things?" Lingdang said blankly.

"Uh! I see the robbery is a little more." Xiao Miao saw two burly men about to rush to her, so she hurriedly threw the luggage in her hand aside, as if afraid that someone would touch her limbs.

After seeing this situation, Zhang Feng couldn't help but turn his head and look at Li Zhizhong: "This... are they..."

"This is competition!" Li Zhizhong said with a smile before Zhang Feng asked: "Young Master, I have already told them on the way here that if anyone can't get their luggage, then they won't have to go to work tomorrow."

"It's not too cruel, right?" Zhang Feng said as he looked at the burly men fighting for the crowd, "Don't you often need to replace people in this way? Moreover, it can easily cause too many unemployed people!"

"Just the opposite." Li Zhizhong said confidently: "This is just a superficial phenomenon."

"Why?"

"Haha, there are many reasons, and I can't finish it in a while, but don't worry, young master, the Zhang family will never treat any employee unfairly."

"Oh, that's it!" Zhang Feng nodded with confusion, then greeted Yao Meng and the others, and as Li Zhizhong left the hall, he got into a white extended business car.

Along the way, Yao Meng suddenly asked Zhang Feng and said, "Hey, Mr. Lu, are all the people in your Zhang family like this? Why do you look like a robber?"

After hearing this, Zhang Feng was stunned for a few moments and couldn't help asking, "I'm like it too?"

"Haha, you're a little more normal. I mean the bodyguards just now." Yao Meng sniffed her tongue and reached out to point to the car behind her.

"Nothing, this is not something we need to care about." Zhang Feng waved his hand and said seriously: "Actually, the villa is where my grandfather has lived recently. It is not the real Zhang family. But you also know that my parents seem to be coming in two days, so I hope you and Lingling can adapt. Haha, I don't dare to imagine the days from tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yao Meng patted the back of Zhang Feng's hand, and comforted with a smile: "It's okay. If your parents are not easy to get along with, at worst, I will bring the bells and they will leave. You are from the Zhang family after all, and you have to handle the relationship between relatives anyway."

"It doesn't matter, at worst, I'll run away from home again." Zhang Feng shrugged.

"I'm dizzy, don't do this!" Yao Meng wiped the sweat on her forehead and said, "That's something that only children do, but you are old now, and your grandfather is also old. Are they the old people just looking forward to reunion?"

"Maybe." Zhang Feng said with a slight sigh.

After a pause, Zhang Feng suddenly patted Li Zhizhong in front and asked: "By the way, Uncle Zhong, you haven't answered my question just now."

"Ah? Which one does the young master mean?" Li Zhizhong looked back at Zhang Feng, as if he was confused.

"Well... it's your secret to maintenance?" Zhang Feng blinked immediately.

"Oh, are you asking this?" Li Zhizhong nodded suddenly and said, "Actually, it's nothing. He just exercises a little more, such as running in the morning, playing Tai Chi with your grandfather, etc.."

"Uh! It seems that I exercise every day, but now it looks like your muscles are stronger than me, a young man."

"Hahahaha..." Li Zhizhong raised his head and laughed, and actually greeted Yao Meng and Lingdang and others, and said ambiguously: "Look, he thinks his muscles are too small and too loose. Is it a different purpose? For example, do something that doesn't need to wear clothes."

"Cough----!" Zhang Feng was choked to death on the spot and said, "Hey, I didn't think so. Don't talk nonsense, Uncle Zhong."

"Haha, just kidding." Li Zhizhong said cheerfully, then suddenly turned his head back and said, "Young Master, do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Well? Does it work?" Zhang Feng's eyes lit up. He almost knew that practicing martial arts is the reason why Li Zhizhong is so strong.

And Zhang Feng dared to bet that if he had fought against him, he would probably be able to knock him down immediately.

"What do you think?" Li Zhizhong asked back strangely.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Feng suddenly found that there seemed to be a little more depression in the surrounding air.

After a few seconds, Zhang Feng actually felt a few slight sense of being unable to breathe.

It was like Zhang Feng forgot to have to breathe, or someone covered Zhang Feng's mouth and nose.

After about thirty seconds, Zhang Feng's body was already covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, the depression suddenly disappeared, and replaced by Li Zhizhong's smiling voice, "Young Master, do you feel okay? Do you think martial arts are useful now?"

Zhang Feng glared and nodded fiercely, thinking to himself that although Li Zhizhong didn't know how to make him uncomfortable, Zhang Feng was not stupid. He knew that to achieve his level, he needed strong strength.

It is obvious that even if Li Zhizhong is not a martial arts master, his ability is enough to knock down the twenty burly men just now.

What's more, the people around Grandpa Zhang Feng are definitely not as simple as ordinary martial artists.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Feng quickly hooked his finger at him and said, "Hey, Uncle Zhong, tell me about martial arts practice, okay? Is there anyone like you who can fly over the eaves and walk around the wall?"

"Yes, but not many." Li Zhizhong nodded.

"Wow, then... can I learn?"

"It seems that it's not possible. You need to become a disciple when you learn martial arts. And you are the eldest son of the Zhang family, so no one dares to accept you as your apprentice."

After his mouth opened, Zhang Feng couldn't help but argue: "I haven't officially returned home yet, so I can't be considered the eldest son of the Zhang family."

"But you are from the Zhang family!" Li Zhizhong said with a strong smile: "And if your grandfather knew about it, he would probably run away on the spot."

"Don't let him know!" Zhang Feng blinked.

"This... can be considered." Li Zhizhong replied, touching his chin.

After about forty seconds, he quickly snapped his fingers and said, "How about that, young master, you should learn a basic body refining technique first. I have to see if the bone qualifications are good."

"Well, is this a test?"

"Not count! This is an investigation!" Li Zhizhong said with a smile.

"Although the Body Refining Art is not very advanced martial arts, it is very practical. Most people can strengthen their bodies and make their bones and muscles tougher and stronger. As long as they practice the Body Refining Art, I can see whether your bone qualifications are good or not."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!