When Yang Jun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's it?"

After Ma Zhanshan heard this, his face turned red with embarrassment.

He nodded helplessly.

"That's it."

Yang Jun laughed loudly: "Brother, how old are you? Why are you still so competitive?"

Ma Zhanshan blushed and said, "I'm going to make you laugh. I've been doing this all my life for this little fame."

At this time, Ma Wumei, who was sitting aside, said: "Uncle Master, don't you understand my father yet?"

"He is not greedy for power, but he likes the name."

"He always calls himself benevolent and righteous. Whenever a fellow colleague is in trouble, he will definitely lend a hand to help without saying a word. In fact, he just wants to earn a name of benevolence and righteousness."

When Yang Jun heard this, he nodded frequently.

This is really the case.

He and Ma Zhanshan have known each other for more than ten years, and they still have a certain understanding of him.

Ma Zhanshan is a man who values ​​loyalty and friendship, especially the false reputation of benevolence and righteousness.

If someone praises him for his benevolence and righteousness, he will abandon his family and career for that person, and even pick up a sword and fight to the death.

"Hey, brother, you are really..."

Yang Jun didn't even know what to say about him.

A person of such an old age still cannot understand the word fame and fortune.

For the president's false reputation, he did not hesitate to use his family wealth.

Yang Jun pushed the bank card back again.

"Brother, take it back, I'll help you with it."

"Brother, this won't work. If you don't accept it, I won't be the president." Ma Zhanshan said anxiously.

"If you don't accept it, I won't help you." Yang Jun said with a smile.

"How can you do something for someone without getting paid?"

Ma Zhanshan insisted on giving the money to Yang Jun.

When Yang Jun heard this, he said with a straight face: "Brother, are you breaking off diplomatic relations with me today?"

When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Yang Jun said: "We are brothers who knock our heads on the ground. If we have anything to say, just say it. Is this necessary?"

"I think you're insulting me."

When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he said anxiously: "Brother, I didn't mean that. I was thinking to myself that if you help me, there is no reason why your help should be in vain..."

"Forget it, it was my fault. I will apologize to you."

After saying that, he stood up and apologized to Yang Jun with his hands clasped in fists.

Yang Jun stood up, stopped him, and pushed him back onto the stool.

"Brother, this is serious, we brothers don't need this."

After saying that, he put the bank card into his pocket and continued,

"Brother, if you have something to say in the future, just say it directly. Don't be polite to me. You picked it up and hit me today. Brother, I feel very insulted."

When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he looked guilty, held Yang Jun's hand and said, "Brother, it was my brother's lack of consideration that made you suffer."

"Brother is getting old, and sometimes his brain can't turn around. Don't be as knowledgeable as me."

Yang Jun said: "Brother, if it doesn't happen, we can just talk it over and let it go."

Afterwards, the two sat down again and kept silent about the money.

"Brother, if you don't come to me today, I would like to come to you in two days." Yang Jun said.

"Oh, brother, what do you want from me?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "I have a small matter, please help me."

"Brother, tell me, my brother will do it for you." Ma Zhanshan patted his chest and said stably.

When Yang Jun heard this, he turned around and said to the nanny beside him: "Go and call that beast for me."

After saying that, he turned back to Ma Zhanshan and said, "Brother, to be honest, I want to find a better master for my son and teach him boxing and kicking skills."

For so many years, Yang Jun has been laying the foundation for his son without teaching him any kung fu.

He also knew that his kung fu was only suitable for the battlefield, where life and death could easily come to the fore. He didn't want his son to be so violent, so he had been thinking of finding a more ordinary master for Yang Chengdao.

It just so happened that Ma Zhanshan was from this circle, so he was the right person for this matter.

When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he said excitedly: "Brother, just come to me for this matter."

"I'm not bragging to you, brother. I know a lot of people who are good at boxing and kicking. They are all very good at it. Don't take it easy when you beat ten to ten. Apart from them, there is no one better than them in this world."

As soon as Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he heard Ma Wumei saying quietly next to him,

"Dad, don't boast too much about your cowhide."

Seeing that Ma Zhanshan was glaring at him again, Ma Wumei said quickly: "You have forgotten that Uncle Master is the most powerful person."

Ma Zhanshan relaxed for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at Yang Jun.

"yes."

"Brother, you are so good at kung fu, why don't you teach yourself?"

Yang Jun smiled and said: "Brother, you are also a father. Don't you know the reason for this?"

Without waiting for Ma Zhanshan's reply, Yang Jun continued: "You are so powerful in Kung Fu, why are the Kung Fu taught by your daughter mediocre?"

"Of course I'm reluctant..."

Before Ma Zhanshan finished speaking, he realized something.

"Brother, I understand what you mean. You are afraid that you will not be cruel, right?"

"right."

Yang Jun nodded, and then continued: "Actually, there is another meaning, that is, my kung fu is a bit domineering. After all, we are in a harmonious society now, and the fighting and killing are a bit bloody."

"Hey, brother, you are wrong."

Ma Zhanshan disagreed with Yang Jun's point of view and retorted: "Kung Fu is not good or bad, it just depends on who uses it."

"You don't have to use killing skills, but you have to learn them. Is that what I'm saying?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he kept nodding.

"Brother, I understand what you mean, um..."

"To tell you the truth, it's not that I don't want to teach my son battlefield fighting skills, it's mainly because... I'm too lazy."

When Ma Zhanshan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Let me tell you, with my knowledge, how could you possibly cut off your own arm? It turns out you are afraid of trouble."

"Don't worry, leave the child to me and I will teach you."

"You don't have to worry about anything. When the time comes, I will give you a son who is good at boxing and kicking."

Yang Jun clasped his hands in his fists and said thanks: "Brother, thank you."

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While they were talking, Yi Qiushui led Yang Chengdao over.

"Brother Ma, Meizi, you are here."

Yi Qiushui came in and greeted her warmly.

"Here we come, brothers and sisters."

When Ma Zhanshan saw this, he quickly stood up and said hello.

Ma Wumei also stepped forward to greet him.

After looking at Yi Qiushui's slightly bulging belly, the two of them murmured to each other.

"If you haven't come over yet, I've seen your Uncle Ma."

Hearing this, Yang Chengdao quickly stepped forward and clasped his fists, shouting: "Uncle Ma."

"Okay, okay, this kid is getting stronger and stronger."

While talking, Ma Zhanshan patted Yang Chengdao on the shoulder.

Yang Chengdao was only slightly shaken, but his body did not sink.

"Huh?"
To be continued...