Leng Haotian and Zeng Shaofen were both at home, which surprised Leng Yuhao, and there was also a strange muscular man sitting on the sofa.
He was wearing a short T-shirt, his biceps were quite developed, his chest muscles were not normal, and his clothes seemed a little unfit.
The three of them were laughing and discussing something, and they looked quite happy.
"Howard, come here soon." Seeing him go home, Zeng Shaofen stood up and greeted him to come to her quickly.
"Next month, you are going to join Haotian Group. At that time, there will be some malicious shareholders who will jump out and ask for trouble. For your safety, we have specially invited someone who is more powerful than the original Sanda master. The domestic Sanda champion is here to teach you self-defense." Leng Haotian still maintained a comfortable appearance sitting on the sofa, and slowly introduced the grinning teacher to Leng Yuhao: "Isn't it time to call Mr. Jiang?"
Joining the Haotian Group, why didn't they discuss such a big matter with him in advance.
"Do you all like to arrange other people's lives?" Leng Yuhao looked at Leng Haotian a little angrily. People need respect and communication.
He didn't plan to inherit what he called the property. There were endless meetings every day, endless reports, and endless signatures. He was really not interested in such a life.
"You can't help it. This is the mission of being born as a Leng family." Leng Hao had to sit up straight in the weather. He didn't expect that in front of outsiders, this bastard would not give him face at all.
Zeng Shaofen was so frightened by his words, how could this child be so lacking in eyesight.
She immediately tweeted a beautiful reason: "Not only for next month's ceremony, martial arts can exercise, but also protect yourself. Do you want to be killed again?"
Knowing the child, Mo Ruomu, Leng Yuhao really calmed down when he heard Li, he wondered if looking at that muscular man was better than the current Sanda teacher: "Teacher, how many people can you beat alone?"
The muscular man surnamed Jiang stretched out his hand and smiled confidently. His brightly shaved head looked even brighter.
"Five? Really?" Leng Yuhao didn't quite believe what he said. Now the world is unpredictable, and there are not a few people who exaggerate themselves in order to make money.
"Don't believe it? Tell your bodyguard to find a place to practice?" Teacher Jiang snorted coldly, looking at Leng Yuhao a little displeased. The most annoying thing about their practitioners is their distrustful eyes.
"Teacher Jiang, don't mind, don't take it to your heart. He didn't see you in the game before he said that." Zeng Shaofen immediately relieved his son and comforted the angry muscular man named Jiang.
This guy was chosen by his wife and his wife. They were introduced by the security company. They didn't want to offend him because of his child's questioning.
These years, it is difficult to get rich and talented people. These Leng Yuhao still don't understand, he is still too young.
"It's okay, it's good to have doubts. Mr. Leng, let's arrange it, and I will also warm up." Teacher Jiang twisted his body, his joints snapped, and he looked like a very combative guy.
"Okay." Leng Haotian felt that this was fine, and let the kid who didn't know the heights of the sky see the master's strength with his own eyes, so that he would be convinced by him, and he would be convinced when he studied.
Several people came to the garden, Leng Haotian gave a few words to the bodyguards close to him, and five bodyguards came out in a short while.
"Everyone, I have learned." Teacher Jiang bowed to the bodyguards standing in a row with his fists, and in an instant, Fei Ying swept his legs in the garden, and several people mingle.
'Swish' made a powerful round kick, and a bodyguard fell heavily in front of Leng Yuhao.
Dust was flying in the garden, and the leaves of famous flowers and famous trees were dancing quickly. The movement was so suffocating. After a while, the five people slept on the ground like dismembered leftovers in a dish.
Seeing Leng Yuhao's blood boiled, if he had such a skill, no one would dare to bully him.
"Master, please teach me." Leng Yuhao looked at the smiling Master Jiang and couldn't help but ran to him with admiration secretly. Compared with the previous Sanda teachers, this teacher is really more powerful, I don't know how many times.
"This is very bitter, can you endure it?" Master Jiang is not afraid of being underestimated, but he is afraid that accepting the children of these rich people will ruin his reputation.
"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of hardship." Leng Yuhao patted his chest to assure that he is not someone else's young master, he has lived alone since he was a child.
Although he lived a life like food and clothes, he had also suffered some hardships, at least he thought those were hardships.