Under Wan Dehui's introduction, Qian Chen got to know many martial arts masters.

I also learned the martial arts of these martial artists.

With the experience of fighting Wan Dehui, he has mastered his strength, and no matter who he is, he can fight him for 300 rounds.

With his knowledge and strength, his opponent's tactics quickly became his.

Oh, this is Chen style Tai Chi.

I will.

Hey, martial arts Bajiquan, brother, you even used your special moves just to win against me.

In fact, martial arts have never been lost.

It's just that with different situations, different contents, and improvements from generation to generation, they have become the current schools.

The factory official from the Ming Dynasty quickly became familiar with the various schools in this courtyard.

He can pull off a trick on anyone's family.

Moreover, he also discovered that there were quite a few liars here, the kind who were actually just putting on show-offs.

I don't know how I got in.

Qian Chen resisted the urge to kick them over and "spar" with them.

When it was time for lunch, Wan Dehui took him to eat together again.

This big man is from the south, but he seems to have the generosity of a northerner, making people unable to bear to reject him.

Of course, the most important thing is his "treat".

There was no packed lunch at "One Bag of Grandmasters", and he was too embarrassed to go to "Bullets Are Flying" to eat and drink.

The two came to a fly tavern.

Qian Chen was not polite and ordered more than a dozen dishes - there was nothing he could do about it. Regardless of the size of the plates in the south, the contents were very mini.

Unlike in the north, you two dare to order four dishes to try?

Since the price was cheap and they were both martial arts practitioners, Wan Dehui didn't feel unhappy.

The two "met each other so late" and had a "very pleasant conversation".

Qian Chen had a rough understanding of the so-called martial arts world today and the way martial arts people relied on to survive.

It's much worse than in ancient times.

The professions of many ancient martial arts practitioners have become useless.

For example, a nursing home.

The current security wages are so low that martial artists look down upon them.

Such as an escort.

Nowadays, all kinds of express delivery are delivered the next day, either by plane or express delivery, and martial arts masters are simply not as good as others.

You can't just carry a refrigerator and run with Qigong.

The courier fee is only a few dollars.

Open a martial arts gym, it's not as good as Taekwondo or Judo.

All day long, they can only boast that martial arts is a killing technique, which makes parents even more afraid to send their children to learn.

"Brother, how much can you make as a martial arts assistant?"

Although Qian Chen succeeded in the interview.

But how much money can be paid will have to be discussed with the production director tomorrow.

"Haha, what, brother, are you short of money?" Wan Dehui held the wine glass and sipped the wine in small sips.

"I am short of money and there are too many places where I need to spend money." Qian Chen sighed.

"Most of our action team's salary is around 50,000 to 100,000 yuan, but you are new here. Although you are good at skills, I don't think I will give you more than 30,000 yuan." Wan Dehui shook his head, as if he was trying to help Qian Chen.

regret.

"I heard that you can make money by moving your fingers..." Qian Chen looked like I was wronged.

"Of course they make money if they really move their fingers. For example, if they make a director, they get more money than most directors. Forget it if you are new to the industry. Even if you have talent, you will have to wait at least ten years to reach their level.

"Wan Dehui attacked Qian Chen mercilessly.

Qian Chen didn't want to spend more than ten years.

So the frustration on his face became even more obvious.

"Actually, making money is very simple..." Wan Dehui shook the cup in his hand and drank a glass of wine for more than ten minutes without finishing it.

The gap between southerners and northerners is huge.

Drinking wine is not as bold as speaking.

"Brother Wan, if you have any money-making business, please take care of me."

Qian Chen immediately knew that he had met a "noble person" again.

Wan Dehui smiled slightly and told Qian Chen a shortcut to make money in Nanshan - he could earn 10,000 yuan in a few minutes.

Rich woman?

A few minutes isn't enough.

Want to get 10,000 yuan for this service?

Qian Chen followed him into a taxi and soon arrived at a small village.

A few young people sitting on a big stone mill at the entrance of the village smoking cigarettes surrounded them when they saw them.

With a leader like Wan Dehui, they were released smoothly.

There is no road construction in the village. It just rained a few days ago and the ground is still very muddy.

After many twists and turns, Qian Chen suspected that Wan Dehui coveted his waist.

Fortunately, they arrived at their destination quickly.

It was indeed an underground boxing match.

The way Wan Dehui introduced Qian Chen to make money was through underground boxing matches. If you win a boxing match, you can earn 10,000 yuan.

Of course, Qian Chen is not that naive.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or theft.

He had long discovered that Wan Dehui was a scheming bitch.

It was nothing more than that he had lost face in front of everyone - knocking him down in three or five blows, but fighting with others for 300 rounds, which further highlighted his incompetence.

Especially those swindlers who have gone through more than ten tricks.

He is worse than a liar.

Unable to get angry, this southern gangster thought of dragging Qian Chen into a boxing match.

When martial arts masters enter the boxing ring, many people will be injured, disabled or even killed. Professional boxers will not talk about martial arts ethics with you.

The brokers are not like good silver men.

But Qian Chen pushed the boat along,

After signing a contract, I was allowed to put oil paint on my face.

It can be regarded as a different kind of disguise.

The opponent assigned to him is very fierce. According to the referee's introduction, this guy is actually nicknamed...

King Kong Tiger!

This "season" has won 12 consecutive games.

It's just so fucking awesome.

I don’t know how much effort Wan Dehui went through to get this King Kong Tiger to attack an unknown person like himself.

Destroy flowers with ruthless hands!

Yes, it's a thorn in the side.

What a little tiger flower.

Qian Chen knocked him out with a straight punch.

The referee called for a long time, but he couldn't get up.

The people who had just placed bets yelled and cursed, and some even threw their phones directly on the stage, as if they could KO Qian Chen in this way.

Yes, the focus of this kind of underground boxing match is betting.

Otherwise, it simply cannot be sustained.
To be continued...