In the hot pot shop, there was a moment of silence. After a long time, Zhong BOCAI came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head and said, "well, if you don''t say this, Zhong Qiang still has about two years to officially graduate."

    "That''s really early." Huang asked with a smile. "I remember Xiaoqiang told me that he also wanted to practice martial arts. Otherwise, uncle Zhong, I took Xiaoqiang to mix with me in my martial arts school to ensure that I had one bite and he had one. How about it?"

    "Fuck you, your savings will be good if you can get married and have children!" Zhong Bo waved his hand. "Besides, you might as well stay with me!"

    "How can it be the same?" Huang asked as if he thought of something. "Zhong Bo, you are here, no matter how to say, it is all the catering industry. How can I also belong to the culture and sports industry? I remember that Xiaoqiang studies publicity and management? I''m not right for him?"

    "When he wants to practice, go to me and I can prove it to him..."

    "Publicity management can''t publicize my own hot pot shop?" Zhong Bo glared at Huang angrily and asked, "tell me, is there something that can be used by our Zhong Qiang? If so, I''ll call him and ask him to come and help you!"

    "Hey, hey, there are some publicity matters. I need to ask Xiaoqiang." Huang asked. He scratched his head in embarrassment. Jiang was still old and spicy. Unexpectedly, he thought carefully and was seen through by Zhong Bo at once.

    "I knew it! OK, later, I''ll call Zhong Qiang and tell him that you can''t expect him to do well!" Zhong Bo nodded and gave preventive shots in advance. "Zhong Qiang has no experience yet, so he should practice with you!"

    "Don''t worry, uncle Zhong, I know." Huang asked quickly with a smile, "thank you, uncle Zhong. When Xiaoqiang comes back, I''ll invite him to dinner and uncle Zhong..."

    "What kind of food do you eat? What kind of food is better than my hot pot restaurant? Zhong Bo glared at Huang again, and then his face eased," little question, how are you going to deal with the brother Lian Gang? "

    "Naturally, anyone related to my father''s death can''t let go!" a trace of killing intention flashed in Huang Wen''s eyes, which was influenced by Huang Wen and what Huang Wen wanted to do.

    In Huang Wen''s original plan, when he determines the murderer, even if he dies together, he will avenge his father. However, now this hatred can only be completed by the new Huang Wen!

    Zhong Bo was shocked by the murderous intention in Huang''s eyes. His heart jumped violently. It took him a long time to recover. Then he shook his head and said helplessly: "you are more decisive than us ordinary people when you practice martial arts!"

    "I once heard Huang Hong say that in ancient times, when practising martial arts, they all practiced killing skills. They relied on killing moves to guard the house and make a living and eat. They practiced for decades..."

    "So it seems that I didn''t lie to me. I can''t see any momentum when I see you playing Wing Chun. I didn''t expect it to really break out. It''s so scary."

    "Sorry, uncle Zhong." Huang asked and scratched his head awkwardly, "but don''t worry, uncle Zhong. I''ll never be caught. Well, don''t inform Xiaoqiang first. How about you contact me after I deal with the elder brother''s gang?"

    "This..." Zhong Bo hesitated in his eyes. He knew it was bad to do so, but if Huang asked if something really happened and implicated his son, wouldn''t it be tantamount to pushing himself into the fire pit?

    "Xiao Wen, you should remember that you are the only child of your Huang family, and the boxing handed down by your family can''t be lost!" Zhong Bo patted Huang Wen on the shoulder. "Therefore, you must not be impulsive. You must have a complete grasp before you can start!"

    Zhong Bo did not persuade Huang Wen to give up his hatred and not to be hard with a gang, because Zhong Bo already knew that Huang Wen would avenge the Gelian Gang anyway. Zhong Bo could feel it from Huang Wen''s eyes.

    Therefore, Zhong Bo''s heart is both worried and gratified.

    Worry is naturally afraid that Huang Wen will be found or die on the way to revenge. It is comforting that Huang Hong''s Revenge has hope, and Huang Hong has such a bloody son.

    "Don''t worry, uncle Zhong, I know!" Huang asked, nodded confidently, then smiled and said, "well, uncle Zhong, let''s have some together. The pot has been boiling for a long time. I''ll treat this meal!"

    "Return this meal. You didn''t give enough money for the last meal!" Zhong Bo laughed to ease the atmosphere. "I tell you, I''ll put it all on the account! When you come back to avenge your father, I''ll calculate with you!"

    "OK! When I get back, Zhong Bo''s boss will calculate how much money I will pay Xiaoqiang!" Huang asked and patted his chest. "How''s it? My boss is interesting enough? I still get salary during my internship!"

    "Cut! In old times, apprentices had to cover food and accommodation! How can you do without salary?" Zhong Bo stared at Huang and said with a smile, "come on, let go of eating. Zhong Bo won''t open the door today and will do your own business!"

    After eating the meal for an hour, Zhong BOCAI opened the door of the hot pot shop and sent Huang Wen away. He didn''t give any more advice. Huang Wen already knew what he wanted to say. He also knew that Huang Wen knew. He just patted Huang Wen on the shoulder and watched Huang Wen leave the hot pot shop.

    Turning around, Zhong Bo returned to the hot pot shop and dialed a phone.

    "Doo! Doo! Doo!"

    "Hello, dad? What''s the matter? I''ll go back this weekend." a young voice came, which made Zhong Bo''s mouth involuntarily show a trace of comfort and happiness.

    "This Thursday, try to come back tomorrow night." Zhong Bo looked at the time on the calendar. "Dad missed you, and you asked brother..."

    "What''s the matter with me?" Zhong Qiang was stunned and hurriedly asked, "ask me if he hasn''t left the martial arts school? I can''t let him stay in the martial arts school all the time. Dad, do you want to find a psychologist to ask me and enlighten him..."

    "You asked me if I found the murderer who killed your uncle Hong." Uncle Zhong sighed, "dad didn''t stop him, and there''s no reason to stop him, so I asked you to come back early and see if you could meet you to avoid..."

    "Dad, I''m so good at asking brother. I''m sure it''s okay!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly comforted. "You know, in high school, the football team and basketball team were all losers of brother''s men! I''m sure it''s okay!"

    "Well, Dad, I''ll take a leave and go back now. If I hurry, I should be able to go back to Chinatown tomorrow morning!"

    "OK, then come back earlier." Zhong Bo nodded. "You didn''t do it so quickly when you asked me..."