Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

"Hehe, what the young master said is that the old guy Zhong Fuhong is already in a hurry, and he is a little bit impatient."

Mr. Mo sat by the side, stroking his beard, and chuckled. He didn't expect that this old guy would have today, and he would be pushed into such a hurry.

Zhong Louyu nodded noncommittally. For Zhong Fuhong, an old fox, he finally showed his feet.

"Then young master, shall we still go to the funeral that Zhong Fuhong held for his son?"

Mo Lao raised his head slowly, and looked at Zhong Louyu curiously. Now that he knew the real purpose of Zhong Fuhong's funeral, is there any need for them to go?Anyway, I went to join in the fun, just to watch a good show.

"Go, of course I will."

Zhong Louyu straightened up slowly, stretched his waist, and suddenly there was a crackling sound all over his body. He was a little bored sitting, and he was also bored sitting in the villa playing tricks every day, and it was time to go out for a breath of air.

"Hehe, young master, judging by your posture, do you want to go in person?"

Mo Lao chuckled, looking at Zhong Louyu's posture, didn't he want to do it himself?Immediately, he became curious. If Zhong Louyu really went to Zhong Hu's funeral, he didn't know what the faces of those forces in the family would be.

"That's right, I haven't exercised my muscles and bones for a long time, so I can go out to get some fresh air, right?"

Zhong Louyu stood up slowly, stretched his waist, and smiled lightly at Mr. Mo. He was really curious about how Zhong Fuhong would perform such a good show.

"Hehe, if you go, young master, then I will save a lot of effort."

Mr. Mo stroked his beard and laughed. He thought that Zhong Louyu would send him there. You can relax for a while, with the young master here, he doesn't need to show up at all, he just needs to stay by Zhong Louyu's side to protect his safety.

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, I feel itchy watching you go out all day. I haven't done anything for a long time, and I don't know if Zhong Fuhong will give me a chance."

Zhong Louyu rubbed his wrists and said casually, don't forget that he is a student of Mr. Mo. Although he only taught for a while, Mr. Mo praised what Zhong Louyu did during that time. Being a teacher is no longer enough.

Zhong Louyu is completely out of blue and better than blue, and Mo Lao has been staying by Zhong Louyu's side, which is a bit redundant, but this is arranged by Zhong Louyu, in order to deceive people and give people an illusion; The old man's relationship with Zhong Louyu is not a master-servant relationship at all, but a teacher-friend relationship. Zhong Louyu still hopes that Mo Lao will accompany him to guide him and assist him.

Mo Lao has always known these things, but he keeps them hidden in his heart.

Seeing Zhong Louyu's confident face, Mr. Mo had a very happy smile on his face.

"Master, it's better not to make a move, let me do it."

Mr. Mo chuckled, he knew Zhong Louyu very well, and he also knew how much energy he had. Sometimes he was 60 years old and still relied on Zhong Louyu.

If he was really allowed to make a move, wouldn't their purpose of covering up for so many years be exposed?Of course, if Zhong Louyu really made a move, it would be impossible for others to see it. Even if they were accidentally seen by others, those people would be silenced.

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, what should I do if my hands are itchy?"

Zhong Louyu chuckled, obviously what he said just now was a routine, of course he knew, but his hands were really itchy, because of what Mo Lao said, just to get out of Mo Lao's words.

Seeing Zhong Louyu's smug smile, Mo Lao shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, I'm so old-fashioned." Mo Lao rubbed his brows, stood up slowly, and unbuttoned a few buttons on his jacket.

He stretched out a hand to Zhong Louyu, and said with a smile on his face:

"If that's the case, then please."

"My teacher also wants to see if the young master's kung fu has regressed recently."

Mo Lao stood there in a daze, and stretched out a hand. Although he was 60 years old, his body standing there was very straight. Standing there, he was like a big mountain, and a huge aura erupted faintly. Mo Lao has always restrained his aura. He has reached his height and can already restrain his aura.

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, that's what you said."

"Then I'm welcome."

Zhong Louyu chuckled, slowly clenched his fists, kicked his feet, and exerted force on his calf, an aura not weaker than that of Mo Lao burst out from Zhong Louyu, and Zhong Louyu turned into a blurred figure He rushed directly towards Mo Lao.

"Old Mo, be careful."

Zhong Louyu smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and he clenched his fist and threw it at Mo Lao with a forceful aura.

"Master, you are really merciless at all."

Mr. Mo slowly stood up straight, clenched his fists, and with a smile on his face, he dodged Zhong Louyu's fist sideways, and then smashed it with his fist the size of a sandbag.

Seeing this, the corners of Zhong Louyu's mouth raised slightly, he turned around abruptly, clenched his fists without dodging, and slammed towards Mo Lao's fist, obviously intending to confront him head-on.

"boom"

There was a loud bang, and there was a sonic boom in the living room.

The bodyguard standing at the door glanced inside in shock.

"What's going on here? Why is there so much movement?"

The bodyguard in black uniform stood quietly at the door and glanced in through the window.

But inside it was already over, I saw Zhong Louyu and Mo Lao standing there slowly, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, just after a brief exchange of ideas, Mo Lao had already understood Zhong Louyu's current strength, and he did not back down.

"Hehe, the young master has made great progress. I can't stand the young master."

Mo Lao chuckled, and said softly to Zhong Louyu, he was really surprised that Zhong Louyu's current kung fu seemed to faintly surpass his master.

"Mr. Mo is showing mercy."

Zhong Louyu rubbed his wrists, he clearly felt that Mo Lao had shown mercy just now, and he didn't use his full strength at all.

"Hey, I was discovered by the young master."

After all, Mr. Mo is 60 years old. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his martial arts has reached an unfathomable level.

The corners of Zhong Louyu's mouth raised slightly, compared with Mo Lao, he always felt that he was still a little bit worse.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and there was no need to say much.

"Well, Mr. Mo, let's get ready."

"It's time to go."