(Collected doubles, no votes, it's so miserable...)

Tang Ye changed his clothes, and someone came to the door, and it was Zhang Yuanchong.

Seeing that it was him, Yang Sanshu looked unhappy and had a dark face.

Zhang Yuan Chong looked calm and bowed: "Brother Yang, I was negligent in the past and lost my etiquette. I will compensate you for something."

When Yang Sanshou was in a low position, it was not easy for him to have an attack.

Zhang Yuanchong said: "I'm here for business."

"Business?"

"Yes, our Jingwu Association has its own purpose. We should advocate martial arts, strengthen the country and strengthen the race, and serve the country and the people..."

Wu Yishou was impatient and waved his hand and said, "Brother Six, if you have something to say, there is no need to make a big deal. Although my Hu Xiao Pavilion is small, I am a member of the Jingwu Association and have some places to do my best, I will not blame you."

Zhang Yuanchong praised: "Wu is in the hall, this is the case. Recently, the Jingwu Association received a commission to help escort a kind-hearted and ambitious person out of Shencheng. After discussion, the Council unanimously felt that your disciple Tang Ye was suitable, so I sent me to invite someone."

He paused: "Of course, if you don't want to, if you have a legitimate reason, I will go back and make a statement and find someone else."

Wu Yishou and Yang Sanshou looked at each other and pondered.

Although the Jingwu Association is a loose non-governmental organization, it does have a purpose and an obligation to contribute money and work. Over the years, it has done many righteous deeds that are praised by others and has gained reputation.

In the past, the Tiger Roar Hall was in ruins, and there was no one to ask for money and no money. The sense of existence was almost zero. Apart from paying the annual membership fee, there was no other contribution.

Now, Jingwu will speak out and ask someone to do things in the Hu Xiaoguan, but it is difficult for them to refuse. However, they are worried that it was Zhang Yuanchong who deliberately targeted Tang Ye.

Wu Yishou asked: "The origin of that kind-hearted man?"

Zhang Yuanchong waved his hand and said, "You don't need to ask more about this. Wu is in the hall, you know the rules."

Wu took a breath and looked at Tang Ye.

Tang Ye spoke in a deep voice: "I have to know his name, where do you do it?"

Zhang Yuanchong replied: "His surname is Li, and he is the chief editor of the article in Xingxing Newspaper."

When Tang Ye heard this, a light flashed through his eyes.

Zhang Yuanchong said again: "This matter is dangerous, but it also has rewards. If you can keep him safe and do it properly, Jingwu will bear the matter of moving the Hu Xiao Pavilion back to Feixia Road. In addition, there is a reward of 100 oceans. This money is not paid by Jingwu, but the intention of the client."

"Okay, I'll go."

Tang Ye agreed.

Wu Yishou and Yang Sanshou sighed without saying anything.

The two believed that the reason why Tang Ye was willing to be a bodyguard was that they must have taken a fancy to the conditions opened by the Jingwu Society to let the Hu Xiao Pavilion return to Feixia Road, but they didn't know that when they heard that the other party was Mr. Li, Tang Ye decided to go.

Zhang Yuanchong carefully took out half of the torn banknotes and handed them over: "Master Tang, this is a token. You can go to the Xingxing Newspaper and hand it over to the other party to indicate your identity."

Tang Ye has become famous and is qualified to be called "Master".

Tang Ye took it, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket - Zhang Yuanchong obviously didn't know that Tang Ye had known Mr. Li long ago.

Yang Sanshou suddenly thought of something and asked, "How long will this matter take?"

Zhang Yuanchong laughed and said, "I just said that I will escort the other party out of Shencheng, as long as he gets on the boat safely."

Yang Sanshou was still worried: "There is a deadline after all. If he has been trapped in the city, then he must keep guarding?"

Zhang Yuanchong touched his beard: "I can't hide this, I can't say it..."

Tang Ye said directly: "It's okay, since I have accepted it, there will be a beginning and an end."

Zhang Yuanchong immediately smiled and said goodbye and left.

When he left, Wu sneered: "The Zhang family's elder Liu is becoming more and more like a broker, not a boxer."

Yang Sanshu frowned: "I'm worried that he is using tricks again and wants to attack Ono."

Wu Yishou said: "It shouldn't be. I understand this very well. You can tell by asking the Jingwu Association that you can't do it. But when you do things, there must be some dangers, and there is no clear deadline. In fact, you should consider it again."

Tang Ye smiled and said, "Master, in today's world, what is not dangerous to do? Don't worry, I have a sense of responsibility."

Wu Yishou thought that he had achieved great secret power. In addition to facing fierce gunfire, he had basically no chance of self-protection.

Zhang Yuanchong said that the board of directors unanimously agreed that Tang Ye was suitable for this matter, which was nonsense, and some people were forced to do the tricks.

Well, since Tang Ye has become famous, he will sooner or later come out to be the only one who can do something with a good face and speak in the future to have the confidence and qualifications.

Tang Ye may not be able to go back to the Tiger Roar Hall for several days when he goes out to do things, so he has to do some cleaning. The little mute takes him to change his clothes, and Yang Sanshou takes out some money:

"Ono, you can't beat tiger soup any longer when you're outside."

Tang Ye smiled and said, "Master, the medicinal materials in the museum are almost used."

Yang Sanshou nodded: "I was thinking about buying it again."

Tang Ye shook his head: "Master, I'm using tiger soup now, it's useless."

In the past two days, he could not see any slight red silk being absorbed into his body. He realized that as his martial arts skills leaped, the dark energy was greatly improved, and the castrated version of the tiger soup had lost its effect and became less different from ordinary hot water. The complete version of the tiger soup could not get the medicinal materials that meet the requirements. Since that is the case, why waste so much money to take a bath?

Upon hearing this, Wu Yishou and Yang Sanshou were speechless and shouldn't have said anything.

It is a good thing that the Tiger Roar Hall can save a lot of money without boiling pharmaceutical juices. Even better, it shows that Tang Ye will not have a terrible physical change like them.

In the afternoon, He Yizhi from Songjiang New News came again, and brought two colleagues from the newspaper office, holding brackets and equipment, and said that he would take a family photo for the Hu Xiao Hall.

A while ago, Tang Ye closed his door and talked to others every day, so He Yizhi followed him every day. Although he could not watch it on the spot, he wrote argumentative articles based on his imagination, forming hot topics and making a hot topic.

As a result, newspaper sales have increased significantly, and reporter He's status has also soared, and he has become a gold medal reporter in the newspaper.

Now there is no kicking and no talk skills, and the martial arts school assessment has passed. The series of reports about Tang Ye are coming to an end. He Yizhi thought of a summary and wanted to use a family portrait of the Tiger Roar Hall to give the finale.

Taking pictures is a new and rare thing.

Speaking of which, neither Wu Yishu nor Tang Ye had ever taken photos.

Everyone had no objection, so they changed into the most appropriate clothes and set off in the hall at He Yizhi's request. Wu Yishou sat in the middle, Yang Sanshou sat on the left, and Zhao Wushou refused to sit on the right, so he squatted there, looking quite strange. Tang Ye and the little mute stood side by side, very close to each other. Tang Ye smiled faintly, and the little mute smiled so hard that his eyebrows were curved, very sweet.

After fiddling with each other, the photographer finally shouted: "Okay, don't move!" He pressed his hand and snapped, and the photo was taken.
Chapter completed!