After retaining Qianmen's status in the Siam Casino, Huang Daqian naturally became more and more respectful to Yang Meng.

In order to make Yang Meng stay in Siam with peace of mind, he even gave his townhouse near the Siam Casino to Ruoli and provided a lot of manpower and material resources. While setting up a lecture for Yang Meng in Siam, he changed the villa to a very Chinese style according to Ruoli's request.

In this military city with Buddhist-style architecture, such an elegant and unique building suddenly appeared. More and more Siamese nobles came to see it on weekdays. After several masters were sent to Beijing and Shanghai National Museums, Yang Meng finally decided to officially open the museum to teach his apprentice.

Because it is located in the outer region and Siam is the most prosperous colony in Southeast Asia at present, it is of great significance to establish a national martial arts museum here. After repeated consideration, Yang Meng decided to make his name more imposing, and it can be regarded as a role model for other warriors who have developed abroad in the future.

The name of the martial arts museum is the Chinese National Museum of War. On the day of its opening, Huang Daqian not only held a show of dragon and lion dance, but also invited the head of the French foreign company to cut the ribbon for the Chinese National Museum of War.

What Siamese praised the most was that Siamese Fist Talents not only led all their apprentices to the China National Museum of Warfare on this day to support Yang Meng, but even agreed with Yang Meng to the French reporter's request and took a photo in front of the China National Museum of Warfare.

As a result, the local Siam aristocrats who were still watching, as well as the little nobles who came from British and French colonies such as Myanmar or Vietnam, put aside their last fear and flocked to the Chinese National Museum to sign up for learning art.

The bustling crowds made the staff prepared by the National Museum and Thousand Gates so busy that they were all over the place, but even though the National Museum was crowded with people, Ruoli still had a slight worry in his heart.

During the battle on the Mekong River, although Yang Meng and Bachai shook hands and made peace, they were secretly injured. Bachai might be better. In Siam, he had disciples everywhere, and no one dared to take advantage of others' danger. But Yang Meng's foundation was shallow after all. At this moment of starting a sect, what if...

Ruoli knew very well that although there were many people coming to the China National Museum of China today, there were also many people with ulterior motives. People from Thousands of Gate may be good at maintaining foreign affairs. But if they really met someone who had ulterior motives to kick the museum, whether it was well-dressed French people or those who had a relationship with Yang Meng, they would just stand by and watch.

People who go far away to foreign lands. In this situation of dividing the old and building the new, the first thing to ensure survival is survival. Although Li Li has confidence in his skills, he is still walking on thin ice in his mentality. Otherwise, once he is plotted against others, even if he is not doomed, he may lose his reputation for fighting back with his life.

Walking outside the guests-filled lobby, Ruoli sorted out his mood slightly. Looking at Chen Zhen and Ryan who were following Yang Meng, her eyes became firm again, and a shallow smile appeared on her beautiful face again.

Just as Ruoli was about to go out to entertain the applicants outside the door, he suddenly heard Huang Daqian's hearty laughter: "Madam Yang please stay, you must get to know these two outstanding French talents..."

Ruoli turned his head and saw Huang Daqian leading two Frenchmen in their thirties to come here excitedly. Because Yang Meng and Bachai had a happy conversation, all such matters of receiving important guests were now left to Ruoli.

"This is Mr. Saar, an adjutant of the French Governor to Siam, and this is the French military attaché to Siam, European boxing champion Falton, who is also close friends with me. In order to support the Chinese National Museum of China, I gave up this old face and invited two distinguished guests to come in person, especially Mr. Falton, who praised the monkey's boxing skills!"

Falton is about thirty years old, with distinct facial features and tall and powerful figure. Although he is not as exaggerated as a bodybuilder, the magic clothes that wrap around his body are also tightened by him. His palms are extremely thick, and he can see that he is a master who is successful in martial arts.

Falton is a former boxing champion in Europe. He swept the European boxing world three years ago. He joined the French colonial army because of his poor management.

Falton and Thrall looked at each other and said modestly, "Mr. Huang has been too proud. The monkey became famous in the battle of Siam and opened a museum to teach his disciples today. Falton was also happy to see the hunter, but he didn't know whether your museum would be willing to teach the true Chinese martial arts to us Europeans."

Huang Daqian had a smile on his face, and he obviously felt very proud of himself giving such a powerful help to Yang Meng. Although Qianmen's strength in Siam could not be placed on the surface, in secret, even the governor of Siam was the first Chinese who wanted to give face.

If you give me a gift, "The hero I have seen today must be Mr. Falton, who is particularly heroic. As for what Mr. said, it is obviously a bit too much. My son has only accepted one registered disciple, which is the British!"

Ruoli raised his head and greeted Ryan softly. A hint of stunning flashed in Saar and Falton's eyes.

Ruoli's appearance was originally very beautiful. After practicing the dark energy, he could not help but use the dark energy to attack the skin, fur and bone marrow, making the effect of qi and blood breeding stronger. Now his skin is better than snow, and he can be beaten by blowing. After his martial arts and martial arts are connected with the magic of sound and martial arts, his temperament is like breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly. He has a great change in his mature charm and charm, which really makes men fall in love with it at first sight.

In fact, the reason why Sar and Falton let Huang Daqian take the lead in making a connection was because they admire Ruoli Juemei's temperament. In addition to that envy, there was also a hidden passionate desire in their eyes.

Falton smiled slightly: "Miss Ruoli was joking. Although Falton was a little famous in Europe, he did not dare to be a hero before a strange man like the monkey."

"Falton is too modest. Although this monkey is strong, the boxing and swordsmanship of our French people are also famous in Europe. I just don't know if there are anyone in the Chinese Museum who understands swordsmanship!"

Sal and Falton had a close relationship with privately, and naturally knew Falton's heart. Seeing that Falton was becoming more and more elegant, regardless of Huang Daqian being still beside him, he began to praise his friends vigorously.

Falton smiled angrily, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but Ryan, who had just walked over, his face immediately darkened.

Ruoli was a little displeased when he heard Thrall's words, but his face was still calm and calm, and even the smile on his face did not fluctuate at all.

Ryan bowed to Ruoli, then turned around and said to Falton in English: "If you are really learning martial arts, my master can teach you personally for the sake of Qianmen, but if you want to pick up girls, hurry up and get away. With the little boxing and shitty sword skills on you, if you don't have the title of European boxing champion, even my registered disciple would not want to pay attention to you... A goddess-like figure like my master's wife is also a person like you who is qualified to covet shit?"

Falton's face darkened, and he felt a little annoyed. Although it was a bit wrong for him to think of a married woman, it was a romantic thing in France. However, Ryan said this, obviously he could not get out of the Taiwan Strait in front of Thrall. "A goddess like Miss Ruoli is destined to be admired by countless men. As for my boxing skills, you might as well try it and know if it is qualified..."

Although Ruoli didn't know what the two said, their expressions looked obviously very unfriendly. She looked at Ryan with an angry face and said with a smile: "Falton is a guest from afar, and a French military officer. It is very helpful for us to promote national martial arts. Don't do anything randomly..."

Ryan looked at Ruoli with a smile on his face and suddenly shivered in his heart. Although he felt more and more unhappy with Falton, he still laughed flatteringly at Ruoli, regardless of Falton's surprise gaze, "Oh, Master, don't worry, this junior brother respects me, my senior brother, and insists on me to teach him. Didn't the master keep saying that we can look at the long-term? I think it would be a good idea to join hands with this European boxing champion to entertain the opening of the museum..."

Although it sounds nice, how could Ruoli not tell the two of them faced each other? It’s just that the guests in the courtyard are full of guests, so you can’t just make a joke like this, “Nonsense, hurry up and take Mr. Falton to see your master. This is a VIP invited by Mr. Huang…”

Falton felt more and more disgusted with Ryan's timid performance, but at the same time, he was deeply impressed by Ruoli's mysterious temperament, which suddenly became ethereal and sometimes grand. He saw that he was going to suffer a secret loss in front of the beauty, and was taken as a younger brother by Ryan in an unknown way. With his pride and strength, how could he just agree silently?

"Slowly, although Falton admires Mr. Monkey's unpredictable boxing skills, he also believes that he is no worse than Mr. Ryan. I hope that if Miss Li can agree to me fight him, the loser will naturally be the junior brother, and the winner will be the senior brother..."

"That's right! My friend is a European middleweight boxing champion. The reason why he wanted to join the Chinese Museum is just because of Mr. Divine Monkey's boxing skills, but he can't be such an unknown junior brother!"

Sar looked at Falton's face slightly angry, and quickly stood up to stand for his brothers, and then said to Huang Daqian coldly: "What's more, Mr. Falton is also the boxing instructor of our army. Sar came this time but wanted to invite Mr. Divine Monkey to be the chief instructor of the army's martial arts. If Miss Li favors one over the other, it will disappoint us Faluns!"

"You are all military men and soldiers, but you talk so much nonsense. You two, if you want to fight, you will fight quickly. I will treat you equally. As for the chief martial arts instructor, it depends on my mood!"

The entire Chinese National Museum of War was silent, with only Yang Meng and Bachai who had just spoken, raised the wine glass in their hands and slapped it all and slapped it all.

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