A Great Master Produces a Great Disciple

Hearing that the Grocery Store Master and Disciple had checked in next door, Duan Tianpeng cursed under his breath but felt relieved. After all, it wasn't unusual for this to happen in a hotel.

Moreover, he had already checked in advance, and that grocery store was considered a semi-old establishment with nothing out of the ordinary.

However, unpleasant sounds soon penetrated the poorly soundproofed walls.

"How is it? Isn't Master amazing?"

"Master, don't press! Ah~"

"Then move yourself."

Duan Tianpeng thought, are these two even bringing tools? They're playing it wild, and they're so loud. How indecent! But the "Lingerie Bandit" didn't seem to have the right to judge them, so he lay on the bed by the window to rest.

Originally, this floor of the hotel was quite quiet, with only his room and the one to the right occupied, and the one next door wasn't making such a racket.

Now the whole floor had become quite noisy. The master and disciple were in the room to the left, too close for comfort. The sounds of "A Great Master Produces a Great Disciple" were too clear. Duan Tianpeng even considered going out for a walk.

But at that moment, a roar suddenly came from the room on the right: "Are you guys done yet? Can't a person get some sleep?"

It was a man's voice, and he sounded quite irritable, clearly enraged by the "live broadcast" from the master and disciple on the left.

The master and disciple on the left weren't polite either. The young master's voice soon came from near the window: "Is it any of your business? I'm just in good shape and last long, so what?"

He sounded a little dazed, as if he had been drinking.

The man on the right was even more furious: "If you keep making noise in the middle of the night, I'll cripple you!"

Then the master and disciple on the left went silent. Duan Tianpeng thought they had finally been scared into submission, but then he heard a muffled thud.

Bang—

The master and disciple's door burst open, and the young master walked into the hallway, still cursing: "Come on, I'm right here! Come out and fight me one-on-one!"

Duan Tianpeng frowned slightly. It seems like the people on either side are going to fight, but it's none of my business, he thought, and ignored it.

Bang—

But to Duan Tianpeng's surprise, the next sound was his own door being kicked, and he could hear the young master shouting outside: "I'm here! You want to fight, don't you?"

Duan Tianpeng was dumbfounded. He flashed to the door and found the young master leaning against the wall, swaying slightly. He had changed into black pajamas, and his clothes were disheveled, indicating that he had been quite active with his disciple.

He was kicking the door and cursing, seemingly drunk.

It was clear that he had mistaken the room, thinking that Duan Tianpeng was the one who had just scolded him, so he had come to his door to curse.

At first, Duan Tianpeng thought about pretending that no one was home, waiting for the big man from the room on the right to come out and argue with him, but the room on the right had gone silent. The big man who had just claimed he would cripple the young master was now silent.

The young master outside seemed unaware of this and continued to curse: "Hurry up and get out here! You were so loud when you shouted just now, now you're acting like a coward?"

Duan Tianpeng reluctantly responded from behind the door:

"I wasn't the one cursing you. It was the person in the room on the right. You should go argue with him."

However, whether he was really drunk or the atmosphere had built up to this point, he felt like he would lose face if he went to another room. The young master kicked the door again and cursed: "Stop giving me that crap! You're so close, it must have been you! Get out here! Or I'll call people! Do you know who I am?"

Hearing the increasingly enthusiastic cursing outside, Duan Tianpeng was afraid that he would accidentally attract the hotel management or even the police, which would cause him unnecessary trouble.

In order not to expose his identity, Duan Tianpeng prepared to first tell the young master to go to the person in the room on the right. If he still didn't give up, he would directly end the lives of the master and disciple. In short, he absolutely couldn't attract outside trouble.

Click—

The door opened steadily. Duan Tianpeng, instantly in character, pretended to have just woken up and sized up the young master standing outside the door, explaining: "Brother, I wasn't the one arguing with you. I was really just woken up by you. The one who was talking to you just now was the one in the room on the right. You should go to"

Duan Tianpeng raised his hand and pointed to the room on the right, but before he could finish speaking, the young master suddenly raised his hand and fired a Taser at his exposed right armpit, zzzt—

Duan Tianpeng was very familiar with the sound of a Taser. He immediately felt a chill, but his reaction speed didn't falter. Before the Taser hit him, he retracted his right arm in time and grabbed the electric dart.

Realizing that something was wrong, he jumped back instantly while catching the dart, creating distance between himself and the young master.

In his line of work, he had encountered many electrified traps. For safety, his entire right arm had been modified to be an insulator, so grabbing this kind of electric dart didn't hurt him.

Although the sound was normal, the strange sensation of grabbing it and the slight stinging from his fingertips made Duan Tianpeng realize something was wrong.

Looking down, he found that the electric dart was mixed with two tiny, sharp caltrops, and they had clearly cut his finger.

The damage from these tiny things was negligible, but being hidden in this place, they were likely coated with poison.

Wasn't that grocery store supposed to be an old establishment? I also chose this place randomly, neither exposing my identity nor attracting the police. How did they find this place? And how could they set up such a deep trap? Could this place be a black shop to begin with?

Although he didn't know if the other party was aware of his identity, Duan Tianpeng understood that the person's goal was himself. He suppressed the many doubts in his heart and didn't ask, grabbing the backpack on the table and preparing to flee.

However, the young Master at the door didn't speak, his figure swaying and transforming into ghostly shadows, blocking the exit while attacking him again.

Also a master of movement and a qinggong expert, Duan Tianpeng saw at a glance that the other's movement technique was no less than his own. Immediately, without any hesitation, he turned and threw down a Poison Gas Bomb.

Pa!

Immediately afterward, Duan Tianpeng kicked through the hotel window and jumped out, thinking that as long as he reached the vast world outside, not to mention you guys, even if a grandmaster came, he could escape.

But what he didn't expect was that just as his body crossed out of the window, two ropes swept in from both sides, entangling his body that was about to take flight.

Then, the sound of rushing wind rang out behind his head. Duan Tianpeng looked back and saw a black figure rushing out from next door, kicking straight at him.

The cold moonlight shining down from above eliminated the violent aura of this move, but he could still recognize that it was the final move of Treading Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms.

Happy weekend, everyone.