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Chapter 305: If so, then I’ll listen to you(1/2)

 Chapter 305 If so, then I’ll listen to you

Zhou Xiaoxing didn't look at it. He turned his chair and looked towards the playground.

Black Bear's group has long since dispersed, and there are not many people on the playground. They are scattered here and there. Half of them are running, and the other half are just walking on the road, dragging their feet as they walk.

The two people behind him were still chatting about learning martial arts. When they were excited together, their voices couldn't help but get a little louder.

"What do you want? I introduced you the martial arts first. Do you want to learn the same martial arts?"

After saying so much, it was time to repay. Gui Wangda moved his mouth, his eyes switched back and forth on He Jinyin's face and the pocket on his waist, trying to collect money.

The expression of desire is so obvious, why doesn’t Ghost King Tatsu even say some seductive words?

Zhou Xiaoxing tilted her head, smiled briefly, and expanded her sight, trying to find a person, a woman.

Hong Kong students are working here. I don’t know when they will return to work. I haven’t seen her these days. How is she doing?

"Uh, Ghost King Da, if you talk again and again, I can't hear you clearly."

This is He Jinyin's voice, lazily with a hint of vitality, but not much. It belongs to the type of squeezing out a little bit of toothpaste.

No Hong Kong students were found, and no school belle-level beauties appeared on the playground. Zhou Xiaoxing was bored, crossing the chair, reading like a book, with his hands on the back of the chair.

At first, Ghost Wangda wanted to reject He Jinyin's request. When he saw Zhou Xiaoxing's interest, he immediately entered the room, took out the props, and performed in a serious manner.

Zhou Xiaoxing will naturally not learn martial arts from him, but if he makes the former feel comfortable, he might introduce a few students to him.

The people he knows are either rich or noble. Maybe Gui Wangda won't have to rely on the store for food in the future and can live a comfortable life just by teaching students.

It’s better not to open for three years, but to open for three years.

Thinking about it this way, Gui Wangda's desire to demonstrate martial arts became stronger. Whether he knew it or watched it from movies and TV shows, he would go through it all.

He Jinyin outside the house leaned close to Zhou Xiaoxing's ear and asked softly while staring into the room.

"Zhou Sheng, please help me wait for the formation to see which one is the most suitable for me to learn. I want to spend the least money to learn the most effective martial arts, and then give you the money saved."

When he didn't hear the last sentence, Zhou Xiaoxing murmured in his heart: There is no such good thing in the world. Learning martial arts basically leads to an ascetic life. The most effective skills are often the most grinding. There is no money and silver. No wonder you will be cheated.

Just like when the Ghost King reached his descendants, he was too anxious.

But considering how urgent it is to pursue girls right now, it’s not surprising that He Jinyin has such thoughts.

Hearing that the money was to be left for him, a warm current surged through Zhou Xiaoxing's heart. It started from the heart, traveled through the blood throughout the body, and reached the farthest hands and feet.

No wonder Ali will choose He Jinyin in the end. It has nothing to do with martial arts, but with character.

A person with a good heart can never be bad no matter how bad he is. He is not like a black bear, with gold and jade on the outside but ruins on the inside.

"Okay, let me take a look for you, but you'd better keep the money you saved carefully. Chasing girls is expensive."

After speaking, he patted He Jinyin on the shoulder, pushed back the bag containing money that he took out, straightened his face, and Zhou Xiaoxing moved his chair to the two o'clock direction.

"Iron sand palm, the hands are stir-fried in hot iron sand like chestnuts. The purpose is to develop a pair of extremely hard hands, suitable for close combat, cutting people and objects like sharp kitchen knives. It takes two days to train, and it costs eight

Hundred."

Without stirring the pot for three or four times, Ghost Wangda got a little bit of iron sand into his fingernails, causing him to scream "Ouch" and push the cold iron casserole away.

He is just doing a martial arts demonstration, there is no need to use real swords and guns, besides, as long as the meaning is achieved, if he is really injured, who will pay for the medical expenses, transportation expenses, lost work expenses, and mental damage expenses?

I have been accustomed to careful calculation for a long time. If I can foresee unnecessary expenses, I will save when I can.

While checking his fingers, Ghost Wangda inadvertently raised his head, with a look of surprise in his eyes. At that moment, He Jinyin and Zhou Xiaoxing were sitting so close, and they were still whispering.

Ghost Wangda squeezed his mouth together, trying to give Zhou Xiaoxing some hints, but failed, and turned around and went into the room to continue changing props.

As he walked, he thought, Zhou Xiaoxing was on his side, and it was probably probably 80% or 90% likely that he wouldn't say anything bad about him. Even if something happened, based on He Jinyin's IQ, he probably wouldn't be able to understand.

In a word, there is nothing to fear.

"Iron cloth shirt, as the name suggests, the whole body is trained to be like wearing an iron suit. It is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. I don't know if it can be invaded at the moment. It is mainly suitable for protecting yourself. For those who have no martial arts foundation, this is the best entry-level martial arts.

It takes three days to complete, and the fee is one thousand."

As soon as he said these words, the black gown that Gui Wangda was wearing slipped off and was kicked away by him without a trace of nostalgia.

He Jinyin was surprised to see that he was invulnerable and easily kicked away with one kick?

"This is an analogy. For a person who has truly mastered the iron cloth shirt, his body is his clothes. No matter how others pull it, his kung fu will not be lost. If he is lucky enough to train to the top, he will be the Thirteen Taibao Golden Bell Guard.

The iron cloth shirt is really not much different from the Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple."

"Obey, the first warrior of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, Obai, who was eliminated by the young Emperor Kangxi, practiced this kung fu to the extreme."

Zhou Xiaoxing took this kung fu very seriously. Seeing that He Jinyin didn't understand it very well, he gave him a few detailed introductions. It wasn't particularly professional, but it was enough for the latter to understand.

If he had this kind of kung fu... He also had drunken fist, Foshan Wuying Kick, and no one in Xiangjiang could be his opponent. If he got close, he would get killed. Why spend time and money to learn this?

And he has a system. If you want any skills, you can just buy them directly from the system mall. Why bother practicing them one by one!

What's more, he knows the entry-level Maoshan magic. Uncle Feng is right next door to his house. Naturally, any monsters and monsters will not dare to provoke him, so there is no need to spend energy to learn it.

More importantly, Ghost King Da came out dressed in black. It was obvious that he didn't know this skill.

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If you want to learn ancient Chinese boxing techniques, Ji Gui Wang Da is a very good choice. For other Kung Fu like Iron Characters, just listen to it, don’t take it seriously.

"In other words, if you have this skill, you won't be afraid of being beaten. If you encounter a black bear, you can tire it to death by just standing still. One thousand yuan, half of a month's labor, you can think of it."

As if talking to himself, or responding to Zhou Xiaoxing's words, He Jinyin raised his fingers, calculating the pros and cons.

"Zhou Sheng, what do you want me to do first?"

Gui Wangda, who was lying at the door and peeking, heard this and walked around the room happily. At the same time, he squatted down with his head on the ground and dug around under the dark bed, trying to throw it away.

, No, the peerless martial arts secret book that is regarded as a treasure has been found.

After just two martial arts performances, business started coming in and I made a profit.

If he wants to make a lot of money, he needs to find out the truth.

The ghost king, whose face was covered with gray, coughed twice violently, and slowly sang the opera in a low voice, arrived at the door and stopped.

"No, I can't be so proactive. If I want to ask for a high price, I have to hide it first."

He sat down on the small bench next to him and patted the dusty secret book. As soon as he patted it, his nose inhaled a lot of dust. He waved his hands and heard a sound coming in. Gui Wangda picked up the small bench and moved to the door in small steps.<

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"Zhou Sheng, what do you mean by shaking your head? This martial arts is not suitable for me? Or is it too expensive?"

"No, it's because you can't learn."

The Ghost King Dazai bought it from his side pocket, or maybe it was a stolen secret book. He didn't know how to do it himself, and he must have learned kung fu through conversation. The master led him in, and the practice is personal. Here is a unique martial arts secret book that is rare to see in a hundred years. In this world,

With this copy, how much money do you need to take it back and slowly understand such nonsense?

There are so many books on martial arts secrets, and it’s rare to find a street full of martial arts masters. To put it bluntly, there are tutorials, but you also need guidance from experts. More importantly, actual combat experience is of no harm to the understanding of martial arts.<

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One thousand yuan to buy a book that I can’t understand is a lot of money, isn’t it?

"Zhou Sheng, I have money."

"This is not about money."

"Actually, in addition to the money I have at my disposal, I can also borrow money from my colleagues."

Uh...

He Sheng, do you want your thinking to be so simple? Practicing kung fu is to strengthen your body and become a strong person, not to buy glory with money.

"It's not a matter of not having enough money."

"Then..."

"Come here, I'll talk to you quietly..."

Ghost Wangda, who didn't dare to stick his head out and only dared to listen to the voice, couldn't hear the next words. He put his hands between his legs and lowered his head to ponder.

"There is no reason. Zhou Xiaoxing understood what he meant. Why did He Jinyin have thoughts and desires, but he stopped him?"

"Do you think one thousand is too little? If you want to cheat, no, if you want to teach, just teach someone big?"

"If this is the case, then my subsequent quotation will be more or less higher. How much is appropriate?"

When he thought of a price, Gui Wangda shook his head and shook it back and forth four or five times. He put his hands on the ground and stood up.

It's just that the business worth 1,000 yuan was not completed. It doesn't matter. There are plenty of opportunities ahead.

"Oh, if so, then I'll listen to you and wait for the martial arts later."

"Hissing" all over, after Gui Wangda heard He Jinyin's answer that he didn't buy it at all, he waved his right hand, and a black hat flew out of his hand like a kite. When it spun slightly in mid-air, he put his left hand to his chest

One post, a shining debut.

"The blood droplet originated in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. It is shaped like a hat and contains countless rotating blades. To use it, you only need to throw it out, put it on the enemy's head, press the switch on hand, and all the blades will work together.

Crush a living head, and during this process, thousands of drops of blood will fall drop by drop, so it is called a drop of blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black hat fell to the ground instantly. Gui Wangda pulled the rope in in time, and then he didn't hear the sound of the hat falling.
To be continued...
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