Luo Zihuan got up quickly, "Knock knock~" walked forward quickly and stood under the ring. He first took a look at Zevisky on the ground, half-dead, it's really useless, I threw so much money on you~!hum~!

After the annoyance, Luo Zihuan suddenly felt much more cheerful. With this powerful guy here, he may not lose this time~!

Thinking of this, when Luo Zihuan looked at Chu Yun again, a passionate smile bloomed on his face, and the tone of his voice was also respectful.

"Zevisky~, are you okay buddy~" Luo Zihuan spoke to Zevisky, but his eyes were looking at Chu Yun.

Zevisky tried several times, but he couldn't get up. His arm seemed to be dislocated, and the whole person was smashed and dizzy.

After this experience, Zevisky no longer dared to underestimate the Chinese.

"It's okay~, you can go~. Luo Zihuan said lightly, "I mean really go~, go back to your Germany~." I spent so much money on you~, you actually give me back this level~?"

Millions of saved, Luo Zihuan thought to himself. He was thinking about whether to attract Chu Yun into his gym~?

Chu Yun didn't give him a good face, how did he ridicule himself before~?all kinds of contempt, all kinds of cynicism, and now he licks his face almost, this guy is far from catching up with his grandfather.

For the sake of Old Luo's face, Chu Yun didn't embarrass him too much, but said lightly: "What~, I can help you fight~?"

"Yes~, totally~, it's so good~!" Luo Zihuan nodded hurriedly, "It's just amazing~, from today on~, whether you are a contracted fighter with me or not~, I will cover all your nutritional products~!Hmm~, give me an address~, I'll let someone send you protein powder today~!"

Chu Yun originally planned to resign, but thinking about it, the disciples of the Eight Extremes Fist Sect were indeed a little lacking in nutrition, especially Xiao Chuyi. Now there are benefits to be sent to the door, don't be in vain~!

Immediately, he reported the address of the sect and left the gym. Not far away, he heard someone shouting behind him: "Hey~, this classmate~, can you wait a little~?"

Chu Yun stopped and turned around, and saw that the person who came was the young sparring partner.

"Is there something wrong~?" Chu Yun asked suspiciously.

"That~, I~, I want to ask you~, which master did you learn your martial arts from~?Can you introduce it to me~?" he was a shy young man, bowed his head and whispered embarrassedly.

"I'm afraid I can't~. Chu Yun said softly.

"Oh~, okay~. "The boy felt very lost.

Chu Yun said curiously: "You're not old, aren't you~?sixteen or seventeen~?why don't you go to study~?"

"My family is poor~, my father died at an early age~, and my mother has diabetes~, and it's only 16,000~. The young man sighed and said, "Hey~, I'm a sophomore in high school this year~, sixteen~." It's an hourly job here~, but it's ....... ”

Chu Yun already knew what he didn't say, but he didn't make much money, and he was injured. I'm afraid that the money I earn won't be enough to buy medicine for my own medical treatment.

But he also saw that this young man had a good physique, his skeleton was not big or small, and his tendons were soft enough. Otherwise, if he was punched as hard as Zevisky in the ring just now, something would have happened a long time ago.

is a good seedling who practices martial arts, but it's a pity that he is poor. Poor and rich in martial arts, practicing martial arts is a money-burning business.

In fact, this young man didn't care about Chu Yun's affairs, but Chu Yun somehow thought of himself at once. At the beginning, he was also so depressed, his family background was very poor, but he was favored by Zhao Shanhe and taught selflessly.

Thinking of the deceased master, Chu Yun secretly made a decision and said lightly: "Are you willing to learn martial arts from me~?"

"Really~?Is it okay~!" The young man's eyes lit up, he looked up at Chu Yun and said excitedly, "Are you willing to teach me~?"

"I'm actually half a bucket of water~, if only Master was here~. It's a pity that my master has ...... , you learn from me~, I can help you as much as I can~. Don't work here~, I just want to open a martial arts gym~, you come to my martial arts hall to do chores~, not much~, you can eat and drink~, including your tuition and miscellaneous expenses~. The premise is ~, you must not pull down the cultural class~. ”

In fact, for Chu Yun, this is already the limit.

"Great~, great~!" the young man clenched his fists and was excited, although he couldn't see any spare money, but at least he didn't have to worry about his mother's study.

"That's it~, you can come to me in a few days~, the address is ......" Chu Yun reported the address, gave him another two hundred yuan, asked him to go to the hospital to take a look at the injury, and left.

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Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, summer is over, and early autumn is coming.

Early in the morning, the autumn rain was dripping, slipping down the dripping eaves to the yard, and the bluestone slab ground was washed into a swarthy glow.

Chu Yun was wearing a poncho and wading in the courtyard in the rain. He's not playing, he's understanding how light it is.

As soon as he stepped on it, the stagnant water splashed, and he felt very lost.

Bajiquan pays attention to heavy blows and heavy steps, and Taijiquan pays attention to heavy and light. Light and heavy, what a simple two square words, if you want to really apply it to martial arts, it is simply too difficult~, as difficult as ascending to the sky~.

"Smack~!"

Chu Yun stepped on it again, and the water splashed, but this time his strength was just right, and the height of the splash was one-third of the previous one.

Wu Guiqiang stood in front of the window, smoking a cigarette while watching the young sect master practice martial arts. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, as if he saw his senior brother when he was young.

"No wonder the senior brother chose him to be the heir~, what a look~!" he thought to himself, "But do you want to tell him about the obstruction of the martial arts hall procedures~?"

It turns out that the martial arts hall is not something that can be opened casually. In the past, the Baji Martial Arts Hall was closed, and the license was also cancelled. During this time, the house was repossessed and renovated. It can be said that everything is ready and only the east wind is owed, but this east wind has a problem.

Yesterday was Thursday, and early in the morning, Wu Guiqiang went to the Cangzhou Sports Bureau to go through the formalities. Originally, he inquired at the window well, and asked what procedures and procedures were needed, and he was ready. As a result, when I went again, I was closed.

The other party refused to issue them a license for various reasons.

Without a license, the martial arts hall can't open the door openly to teach apprentices, so you can still make fart money, and you can run a fart martial arts hall~!

Wu Guiqiang is an old oilman, and after being in the society for a long time, he instantly understood what was going on. He remembered that when he went to apply for a certificate, he accidentally met Wang Tiehari's eldest disciple.

Later, he remembered that Wang Tiehari was not a single jumper in Cangzhou City, his senior brother Qi Yuankai was a figure with a face in the local martial arts circle.

Qi Yuankai is not only a good player in national arts, but also in business, has contacts in all walks of life, and has many friends in relevant departments.

It must be because of his junior brother's business, so Qi Yuankai got in the way.

"Uncle Shi~?What are you thinking~?Is there an eyebrow about the martial arts hall license~?" Chu Yun came in at some point, took off the poncho, was covered in sweat, red and full of vitality, looked at Wu Guiqiang and asked softly.

Wu Guiqiangqiang hurriedly took a towel to him: "Let's wipe the sweat first~, what are you going to eat in the morning~?It's raining~, I don't want to go out to buy food~." ”

As far as he is concerned, there must be something wrong with him.

Chu Yun took the towel and asked calmly, "Is there a problem~?"

Wu Guiqiang's old face was slightly red, and he was embarrassed to tell his nephew the reason for the incident. He felt panicked, and after a lifetime of confusion, he couldn't do this little thing. At the same time, I also feel that the world is impermanent, thinking of a few decades ago, who in Cangzhou City dared not to buy the account of Bajimen~?

"It's okay~, I'll go to the Sports Bureau in person~, it's on Dongfeng Road, right~" Chu Yun said lightly.

Wu Guiqiang agreed, but said in his heart: "You should go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables~? ”

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Chu Yun said that the wind is the rain, and as soon as the rain stopped, he ignored Wu Guiqiang's obstruction and went to Dongfeng Road alone.

There are a lot of people on the bus, and on rainy days, it is the most troublesome to travel with Dicks. Everyone had an umbrella in their hand, and the floor was drenched.

Chu Yun tried his best to stand close to the door, and avoided his umbrella head from touching others. He held on to the armrests, and there were two people, a man and a woman, sitting in the first row of seats at the back of the door.

The girl wears glasses, is quiet and delicate, and looks like a student. She sat by the window, quietly looking out the window.

The man next to him was a middle-aged man in his forties, with slightly bald hair and half-wet clothes. It stands to reason that there is a little girl next to him, and his clothes are wet, so he shouldn't get too close. After all, both of them are thin, and the seats are so spacious.

But this man didn't, he moved in little by little, put his hand on the chair next to his leg, and slowly touched the corner of the girl's skirt with the movement of his body.

At first, the girl thought he was unintentional and shrank slightly. Who knew that the other party actually had to inch in, and he was unwilling to touch the skirt.

As soon as his fingers touched it, the girl shouted, "What are you doing~?"

The man seemed to be very able to deal with this kind of thing, and immediately said with a straight face: "You little girl~, what are you yelling about~? I can be your father no matter how old I am~, will I touch you~?

In fact, this scene was coldly watched by Chu Yun from beginning to end, and he clenched his fists angrily, and was about to say something to stop it.

At this time, the contradiction between the two has escalated rapidly, and the middle-aged man is clearly looking for fault, and the big slap has been rounded, knocking on the advertising guard in front of him with a "bang~".