Swim Dragon Ball with Wukong

232. My daughter can’t get married yet.

"You are Mr. Zhang Wutian, I have long admired your name." The man said to Zhang Wutian with a smile on his face.

"You know me," Zhang Wutian said angrily to the brat who cheated his daughter away.

"Of course." The other party said, "In this world, people who don't know you must be quite rare."

While he was talking, the people around him all looked over.

"Look, it's Zhang Wutian"

"The founder of Tenbu-ryu, the hero who saved the world"

As a celebrity, Zhang Wutian enjoys the treatment of being watched.

Seeing that the crowd was gradually surrounding them, and that the situation was likely to get out of control, Zhang Wutian quickly led everyone to find a store and chose a relatively private place to sit down.

"Wukong, what do you want?"

"White water."

So Zhang Wutian ordered water for Wukong, milk tea for his daughter, and coffee for himself. As for the brat sitting opposite, Zhang Wutian said that he didn't know you very well, so he could order whatever he wanted to drink.

"Dad is so stingy, Rufus is my friend." Wu Feng said dissatisfied, and then ordered a cup of coffee for the boy named Rufus.

"Thank you, Wu Feng."

"Is that what you called Wu Feng?" Zhang Wutian said in amusement.

"Rufus is a senior in the club, and he has always taken care of me in college." Wu Feng said to his father, "Senior is very talented and has completed several papers independently."

"It's just a small experience. Compared with Mr. Zhang Wutian's great deeds of saving the world several times, it is not worth mentioning." Rufus showed a faint smile on his face. Although he spoke modestly, there was something hidden between the lines. An air of contentment.

"Is the paper high-tech?" As the literary aspect that corresponds to the military counterpart he represents, Zhang Wutian only believes in high-tech.

"No, it's a bit of thinking and reflection on the current system, an exploration of human nature, and an imagination for the future."

"Ah" what the hell did Zhang Wutian mean?

"Dad, you are such an uneducated idiot. Not everyone is a scientist like Sister Bulma. There are also people in this world who are called scholars and explore the truth and philosophy of the world. Rufus-senpai will definitely be there in the future. Will become a great scholar"

"Principle" Zhang Wutian said that the truth has always been in the fist, and whoever has the bigger fist has the truth.Didn’t you see that there was Frieza, the emperor of the universe, and the magician Bafidi and Majin Buu behind him? At the same time, the keyword "scholar" also made Zhang Wutian shiver behind him. He finally gave birth to a daughter, and it seemed that he was far away from his destined destiny. , I didn’t expect that it would be related to the scholar in the end. Is the curse of Nobi rice so difficult to break?

"You don't seem to agree with me." Apparently seeing Zhang Wutian's disapproval, Rufus's unnatural expression flashed past, and then he put on a formulaic smile on his face again and said: "Actually, for you, Zhang Wutian Sir, I often have doubts, and I always want to ask you for advice on some things."

"I can't teach you anything, please."

"You are too modest." The smile turned cold, and Rufus said: "According to my investigation, the Tianwu style has always occupied huge resources, and a considerable number of contemporary young people are fascinated by it, but with all due respect, I have always believed that, Today's society does not need the profession of martial artists at all. The existence of martial artists is a waste of social resources and has no other use than leading young people astray."

Listening to Rufus's remarks, Zhang Wutian frowned.

"The progress of human civilization does not require martial arts. The existence of Tianwu Ryu makes people more barbaric. This kind of anti-era practice will only make the world worse and worse. If everyone practices boxing, who will do scientific research and who will do business?" Who will lead the world to the future? From this

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It can be seen that the existence of Tianwu Ryu has become a cancer for today's society. "

"You're welcome, kid." Zhang Wutian said coldly: "Without the existence of martial artists, the earth would have perished long ago."

"By the way, you are still the hero who saves the world." He deliberately added an accent to the words "you" and "hero", and Rufus's sarcasm was palpable: "But is all this true? It is said that you once defeated someone who tried to rule. The Red Ribbon Legion of the world. However, according to the information I have collected, you have an unclear relationship with some cadres of the Red Ribbon Legion. As for the legendary aliens and the big devil who intends to destroy the world, it’s simply... It’s nonsense, the light beams and light balls in those film and television materials should be some kind of deception.”

Young man, you are actually a disciple of Mr. Satan, right? Just thinking about it, Zhang Wutian remembered that Mr. Satan had actually joined Tianwu Ryu a long time ago and became his disciple Zhang Wutian.

Now Zhang Wutian can be sure that the boy in front of him is basically a guy who has never seen the world, but has a lofty ideal. Anyone who has a little social status and can hire a disciple of Tianwu style as a bodyguard will know the Qigong wave to some extent. The presence

Although he wanted to scold the ignorant boy in front of him, Zhang Wutian had completely focused his skills on his muscles. It was really difficult for him to express his talents. At the same time, Zhang Wutian could not use his best behavior to teach the other person how to behave. Beating the brat in front of him into a pie crust or something in front of his daughter was satisfying, but Zhang Wutian didn't dare to think about how Wu Feng would react when the time came.

"It is said that you are also the champion of some martial arts tournament, haha, that kind of tournament with only one referee and no authority." Rufus's face was full of disdain.

Zhang Wutian clenched his fists with a gloomy look on his face.

"Haha, you are right to hit me. After all, I am the founder of Tianwu Ryu. Only in terms of barbarism, I am the best in the world. Please feel free to attack me. I believe that the trend of the times will not stop and your fist cannot violate it. Truth, barbarians who resist the times will eventually be eliminated by the times."

The next moment, Rufus flew out.

He spun more than 10 times on the ground, raising his feet high, but in the end he did not complete the 11th circle. Then his feet fell down, and Rufus came out through the wall and lay on the other side of the road.

The sound of Ruoyouruowu's breath came out, proving that this guy seemed to be still alive.

"You bastard, don't insult my father." Wu Feng clenched his fists and kept his attitude of hitting someone, saying angrily: "There are no unfilial daughters in the Zhang family who can remain indifferent while watching their father being insulted."

Zhang Wutian looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and then his mood suddenly improved.

He called his disciples to clean up the mess, then touched Wu Feng's head and said, "Don't you like him? Why did you suddenly attack him?"

"He made you worthless," Wu Feng said gloomily, "I was obviously protected by you, but he came back to bite you. I didn't expect him to be such a person."

"Speaking of which, do you like this gentle and gentle type? When you were a child, you always liked to stay with your senior brothers. Later, you hung out with Raditz for a long time. I always thought you would like that kind of stronger man."

"I don't particularly like it, it's just a coincidence. I hate it, dad, don't mention this." Wu Feng coquettishly showed off to her father.

"That guy looks a bit like Zhang Wutian," Wukong, who had been making soy sauce, suddenly said.

"Ah" Zhang Wutian recalled for a while and found that it seemed to be the case. Except for his thin body, just looking at his face, the boy named Rufus actually looked quite similar to Zhang Wutian.

"Dance style, you"

"It's annoying, I don't know anything." Wu Feng quickly turned her head away, and she could still see the blush on her cheeks from behind.

At this moment, Zhang Wutian's heart felt as sweet as honey.