Chapter 622: I Want to Be a Disciple

"So much money... I can't make the call..." Old Buffon found it amusing deep down in his heart. A million euros? Even if is ten billion euros, I still am able to get it! But the key issue is that I can't easily give money to these two guys!

Old Buffon also noticed it. These two people were all ruthless. Probably after I give the money, I will be sent to my maker. Therefore, he was trying to delay time with these two people.

"You can't make the call? How is that possible? You seemed so rich and yet you can't even get a million euros?" Zhang Hunan frowned.

"Don't listen to his bullsh*t!" Zheng Xubang didn't believe Old Buffon's words. "Stop wasting time. In one word, your money or your life?"

"Oh ya! I'm not afraid to tell you, buddy, that we had killed a person who didn't give us money. You don't want to be the second one, right?" Zhang Hunan sneered.

Old Buffon's heart was shocked. These two guys really have blood on their hands. It seems that I have to protect myself! I have to think of a way, otherwise, I may lose my life and lose money.

"Dangdangdang." While Old Buffon was hesitating, there were a few knocks on the door.

Zhang Hunan was surprised and then said, "Who is it?"

"Attendant, sending toiletries." Yang Ming said.

"No need. We just came here to rest for a while. We don't need those things!" said Zheng Xubang.

"Oh." Yang Ming replied faintly. He immediately took the general room card from Hou Zhenhan and inserted it into the keyhole.

"Kada." The door was opened and Yang Ming walked straight through it.

"F*ck! Did I let you in!? Motherf*cker..." Zhang Hunan was furious and jumped to his feet as he pointed to Yang Ming and scolded, "Get out immediately!"

Yang Ming had been watching from the outside for a long time and confirmed that these two people were indeed kidnappers. Therefore, this matter really couldn't be ignored, especially when it involved foreigners. The public news opinion would be one-sided!

If the incidents were popularized, the Nightless Club would innocently take the blame, and it was possible that the business would be suspended for rectification!

Yang Ming confirmed the identity of these two guys and there was no mercy in his hand. When Zhang Hunan yelled as he pointed at Yang Ming, Yang Ming waved his hand and slammed Zhang Hunan, sending him away.

"What are you doing!?" Zheng Xubang was more clever. When he saw the change of events, he immediately took a fruit knife from his body and placed it against Old Buffon's neck! "Don't come over. I will kill him if you come over!"

Zheng Xubang saw Yang Ming knock down Zhang Hunan before saying anything else. Hence, he subconsciously thought Yang Ming was Old Buffon's man who came here to rescue Old Buffon, so he quickly grabbed Old Buffon as a hostage.

"I don't know him." Yang Ming said faintly. His eyes didn't look at the knife in Zheng Xubang's hand. "The Nightless Club is my territory. I don't want anyone to mess things up here. So, whether you want to extort or blackmail, don't do it here. Otherwise, I would make both of you disappear together!"

"Ah?" Zheng Xubang dropped his jaws widely in surprise. He didn't anticipate that the person who came here actually represented the Nightless Club rather than wanting to rescue Old Buffon. He was dumbstruck!

The person didn't want him to mess things up in their territory. If he threatened the person with Old Buffon, that was simply delusional! So, Zheng Xubang gradually loosened the hold of his knife on Old Buffon's neck...

"Brother, we are all from the underworld. Who wouldn't face a crisis? Can you help out and turn a blind eye to it!?" Zheng Xubang softened his tone.

After all, here was Song Jiang and it was the Nightless Club, the territory of Song Jiang's boss. If I were to do something here, I need to be respectful to beg others for it!

Yang Ming picked up the card in his hand and played with it. He seemed to be contemplating. However, Yang Ming suddenly made a move and threw the card out.

"Shua!" Zheng Xubang's arm which was holding the fruit knife was sliced off. The sharp knife and half of the hand fell to the ground!

"Ao..." Zheng Xubang was a tough guy, but it was impossible to not feel anything when one hand was sliced off. He couldn't help but scream.

"Chinese Kung Fu[1]!" Sparkles appeared in Old Buffon's eyes as he gazed at Yang Ming with fascination and respect. "Too bad*ss! Martial arts master!"

No wonder Old Buffon was excited. It was a plastic room card and yet it could actually slice off a person's hand bones. How much strength did that take!? In the eyes of many people, the plastic card was so light. How could it be thrown in a far distance and even slice off the bones of the hand? It was incredible as though it contradicted the principle of physics!

But Old Buffon didn't think so! Because he felt that Qi [2] existed in this world and Yang Ming must have used Qi just now! Therefore, he was very determined. The boy in front of him must be a master of martial arts!

Thinking of this, Old Buffon was excited! What was his purpose in coming to China? He wanted to meet a martial arts master here! However, it had been so long. Aside from an old man who was practicing swords, he hadn't encountered a single one!

Feeling disappointed and yet in his most dangerous moment, a martial arts hero appeared! He was like a hero who appeared out of the blue. He could defeat two bad guys with just two moves!

How strong was his martial art!? Although the top bodyguards hired by his family could do this, another of Yang Ming's moves really attracted Old Buffon!

Old Buffon couldn't even care about the blood stains on him. He reached out and picked up the room card. Looking from left and right, he still had no clue about it! It was light. Never mind slicing off the human hand bones. If he threw it out, it was already strenuous!

Yang Ming didn't bother with Old Buffon, but he went straight to Zheng Xubang who was on the floor howling. He kicked the neck of Zheng Xubang who wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves. Zheng Xubang became mute all of a sudden. Despite opening his mouth widely, there was no sound coming out from his throat!

"Stop wailing. It's annoying!" said Yang Ming with a frown. Yang Ming struck Zheng Xubang's mute acupoint with a kick. The reason why he did this was that this floor was full of guest rooms. If Zheng Xubang kept on wailing, it would definitely affect the other guests!

Therefore, Yang Ming could only slightly reveal his trick in order not to cause unnecessary trouble! However, aside from Hou Zhenhan, there was just another foreigner. Yang Ming wasn't afraid that he would go out and say anything.

However, the foreigner was Old Buffon. He was a person who recognized it! In the martial arts novels, he had seen scenes similar to striking the mute acupoint which rendered someone mute. He saw Yang Ming gently touching a certain position on Zheng Xubang with his foot and the sounds from Zheng Xubang came to an abrupt end. If that wasn't striking an acupuncture point, what else would it be?!

Old Buffon was so excited that he almost fainted! It was indeed a blessing in disguise. I was kidnapped, but I was saved by a real master of martial arts! It seems that the suffering that I endured was worth it!

"Acupuncture point! Acupuncture point!" Old Buffon shouted excitedly.

"Stop shouting. Do you want to become mute, too? I can fulfill your wish." Yang Ming glanced at Old Buffon and said coldly.

"Cool--" Old Buffon said half of the sentence and quickly shut up. He dared not continue again! However, when he saw Yang Ming's indifferent gaze, he immediately thought of the character, Dugu Qiubai [4], in the martial arts novels! It was so cool!

Foreign old men have a young heart in general. They were even crazier than young people. Old Buffon was such a person! In order to study Chinese Martial Arts, he had learned a lot of Chinese. He had used some popular online language unconsciously [3]!

"Big Hou, check the two people on the internet. See if they are wanted!" Yang Ming heard from Zhang Hunan just now saying that he had killed a person before, so he thought these two people could be wanted criminals.

"Okay!" Hou Zhenhan nodded.

"If not, you know what to do, right?" Yang Ming commanded.

"Yes." Hou Zhenhan replied in a simple manner.

"Old man, do you have any problems? Do you want me to send you to the hospital?" Yang Ming still had some headaches for this old man. He had to calm the old man now so that the old man wouldn't head out and spread nonsense.

"It's okay... I'm fine!" Old Buffon's gaze now was full of Yang Ming's heroic image. He didn't bother much about the pain on his body! He said directly, "Hero, can you accept me as a disciple?"

As Old Buffon spoke, he didn't bother whether Yang Ming agreed or not. He knelt on the floor without caring much about his exaggerated demeanor. He saw it on TV and novels that being a disciple in martial arts sects required one to kneel down to the master!

So Old Buffon also refused to bother about his position and identity in the family. He immediately knelt in front of Yang Ming! Besides, it wasn't a shame to kneel down to the master!

If Old Buffon succeeded in becoming a disciple, he would be proud of it! The patriarch of the Drucker family was Old Buffon's old friend. Old Drucker was also a martial arts enthusiast. Old Drucker often studied martial arts with Old Buffon. So, Old Buffon thought that if he really became the disciple of a master, he could definitely show off in Old Drucker's face!