Chapter 239: Kongfu association

Chapter 239 Wushu Association

The old man even more respectfully bent over, arching his hands and shouting: "Mrs. Huangfu..."

"Don't call me Mrs. Huangfu, my name is Zhang Xiaocui." Zhang Xiaocui frowned and said displeased.

Kang Weiguo knew a little bit about Zhang Xiaocui, and said with a wry smile: "Mrs. Zhang, you are here too."

"Why can't I be here? This is home?" Zhang Xiaocui said grimly, making Kang Weiguo blushing but afraid to speak.

Zhang Xiaocui glanced at Zhuo Bufan's room and curiously said, "By the way, Lao Kang, why are you looking for Zhuo Bufan's stinky boy?"

Kang Weiguo hesitated and said, "Recently, a little guy from the North has sent us to challenge the martial arts world in Qinzhou. We dare not speak. I came here to ask Mr. Zhuo to help."

"A genius sent from the north? Has that stinky boy beat Zhuo Bufan?" Zhang Xiaocui suspiciously asked.

Kang Weiguo said, "I'm afraid that among the young people in Qinzhou, except for Mr. Zhuo, no one can beat that little guy, and the other grandfather is Jingzhou's Liu Xuandao."

"A Xuandao Town Jingzhou? Grandmaster Liu Xuandao." Zhang Xiaocui's eyes widened.

They were chatting, but Zhuo Bufan walked out of the room himself and took a look at it. It was Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming.

When the two saw Zhuo Bufan coming out, they immediately walked over and cried out, "Mr. Zhuo."

Kang Youming lowered his head and said, "Mr. Zhuo, the dog was reckless and offended Mr. Zhuo last time. I have already taught him a severe lesson. I hope Mr. Zhuo can ignore the predecessors."

Zhuo Bufan didn't take Kang Ning's matter to heart, frowned and said, "Why are you looking for me?"

Kang Weiguo immediately stated the purpose of the trip. It turned out that the north and south martial arts factions were bounded by Qinzhou and Jingzhou. An 18-year-old boy came from Jingzhou, who defeated many seed-level athletes in Qinzhou martial arts one after another. The Qinzhou martial arts world has lost face, and the other party is just a child, and the older generation of warriors will definitely not be able to do it. The most important thing is that the child has a strong background and no one dares to do it.

"So you come to me? But why am I sure I will help you?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly with his hands on his back.

Zhang Xiaocui snorted softly, this stinky boy is quite big.

Hearing what Zhuo Bufan said, both Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming were taken aback. It was true that Zhuo Bufan was not from the martial arts world, so why should he help?

"If Mr. Zhuo is willing to help, we can agree to whatever conditions you have!" Kang Youming asked tentatively.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly smiled and said, "If you can help me find frozen grass, I can promise you to help!"

Although Qiu Jinse said that he could help him find Frozen Grass, he couldn't put all his hopes on Qiu Jinse. Kang Weiguo was a member of the martial arts world. The martial arts club used many medicinal materials to refine her body. There should be a way to find Frozen Grass. .

"Isn't Bing Ningcao that easy to find? Why does this brat want this stuff?" Zhang Xiaocui was puzzled.

Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming looked at each other. Kangwei National Road: "We who are practicing martial arts often get injured to the body and bones. We need to use a lot of precious medicinal materials to maintain our body. The time is too short, but as long as Mr. Zhuo is willing to help, I can find the frozen grass."

"Really?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed a bright light. Recently, his cultivation has stagnated. If he wants to refine his supernatural powers, he must freeze the grass, but he is depressed and miserable.

"It's true. I have an old friend who travels around the world all year round. I keep in touch with him. He must know where there is frozen grass." Kang Weiguo nodded.

Zhuo Bufan said without using ink marks, "Okay, then I'll do you a favor." Another point, in fact, he himself is also interested in martial arts, but these low martial arts, he is a little unsightly.

Those real martial arts powerhouses in the realm of comprehension comprehend the laws of heaven and earth and smash the sun with one punch, so terrifying!

Zhang Xiaocui pulled Zhang Huan and said, "My granddaughter and I also want to join in the fun."

"If Madam Zhang wants to go, it's okay." Kang Weiguo said respectfully.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Mrs. Zhang and Zhang Huan curiously. He had long felt that their identities were not simple. Now that Kang Weiguo, the director of the Wushu Association, was so respectful, it proved his idea.

The group left the courtyard.

Coming to the top floor of a skyscraper, there was a huge lacquer and gold characters-Qinzhou Wushu Association.

For ordinary people, the martial artist seems to have disappeared in social life, but those living in the presbyterian society understand that the martial arts are still there, and the martial artist is the trump card that many families rely on.

In the hall, there are many people sitting in all kinds of martial arts uniforms, and they seem to be the masters of various martial arts halls.

"Director Kang."

"Director Kang."

Many people say hello to Kang Weiguo. Wu Zhe never disdains money and connections, and only respects the strong, so only people say hello to Kang Weiguo. As for Kang Youming, many people don't bother to talk to him.

Zhang Xiaocui, Zhang Huan and Zhuo Bufan walked behind.

In the middle of the hall were seven chairs, sitting with seven old men in white robes. The youngest looked like Kang Weiguo, and the older ones even had silver hair and a fairy-like posture.

In the middle is a man with short mental hair, about fifty years old, with strong air pressure exuding all over his body.

"President." Kang Weiguo arched his hand at the short-haired man.

Several other people are directors of the Wushu Association. Everyone's eyes are on Zhang Xiaocui. Chairman Jin Yuqian immediately stood up and said in shock: "Mrs. Huangfu, why are you here?"

"My name is Zhang Xiaocui." Zhang Xiaocui said angrily.

"Hurry up and bring two chairs over." Jin Yuqian called.

Immediately after two fine carved phoebe chairs came, Zhang Xiaocui sat down generously.

Zhang Huan hesitated and pulled Zhuo Bufan's sleeves and said: "Zuo Bufan, sit down, I'll just stand."

Jin Yuqian frowned and said, "Miss, this is your chair. As for the little brother, it doesn't matter if you let him stand, right?" When he spoke, he didn't even look at Zhuo Bufan.

Not only him, but even the other directors did not pay attention to Zhuo Bufan. After all, he was too ordinary. If it was not recommended by Conway, they would not even want to come.

"Sit down, I can't be so innocent, can I?" Zhuo Bufan said with a smile.

Zhang Huan frowned her eyebrows, but Zhang Xiaocui pulled her into a chair and sat down, looking at Zhuo Bufan who was standing alone in the middle, even if she was innocent, she could feel the contempt of these people towards Zhuo Bufan.

Kang Weiguo and Kang Youming's brows were tightly locked together, and they finally invited Zhuo Bufan over, but now the chairman despise Zhuo Bufan so much, maybe Zhuo Bufan turned around and left, and their efforts were wasted.