After the cigarette was smoking, the things that should be faced still had to be faced, Cui Quan took out his mobile phone and dialed Ah Jiu's number.

……

Ah Jiu had just come back from grocery shopping, Krystal had gone to take a shower, and he was putting away the vegetables and snacks he had bought, and was going to eat barbecue later, so he wanted to wash the lettuce leaves, he took out the lettuce leaves, and was about to take them to wash when his mobile phone rang. Ah Jiu casually pressed the speakerphone, and Cui Quan's voice came, telling him everything that happened today.

Ah Jiu listened silently, and the movements of his hands did not stop, and he did not say anything. Cui Quan's heart lifted, he didn't know what Ah Jiu was thinking, whether it was recognition of his performance, or dissatisfaction. He is definitely losing his job as an agent now, if Ah Jiu is dissatisfied with him again, the underworld will not be able to mix, and the future will be difficult.

In the middle of the sound, Ah Jiu took the lettuce leaves out of the water and put them on the plate, and asked, "Is your injury serious?" ”

Cui Quan hurriedly replied: "It's all trauma, not counting the eyes, but the eyebrow bone has five stitches." ”

"Well done, how is IU doing now?"

"The doctor has checked it, and it's fine."

"Okay, come back tomorrow, rest for a few days first, don't worry about everything, I have arrangements."

Hearing this, Cui Quan's heart was put down, thanked him repeatedly, and hung up the phone. As soon as he hung up the phone, suddenly the bank text message prompted him to come over, and the account received 50 million won, Cui Quan's expression was suddenly very exciting, he knew this, it was good to have two more stitches, 10 million won for one stitch, which was too easy to earn.

……

Krystal came out of the shower and saw Ah Jiu hanging up the phone and asked, "Who?" ”

"IU's broker." Ah Jiu brought the washed lettuce leaves to the table and said, "There is something wrong with the MAMA awards ceremony, it's not a big deal. ”

"Oh." Krystal didn't ask, and sat down at the table. Look at Ah Jiu: "Actually, I also have a few friends of the opposite sex who can talk to." ”

"Friends of the opposite sex who can talk?" Ah Jiurujian's long eyebrows frowned, and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's just a good friend of the opposite sex," Krystal said, picking up chopsticks and spreading the pork belly on a baking sheet, as if intentionally or unintentionally, "I'm not without people's pursuits." ”

Ah Jiu didn't say anything, Krystal peeked at him and said, "Ah." I'm saying I'm being pursued, aren't you worried? ”

"What's there to worry about," Ah Jiu laughed, "They won't succeed anyway, what am I worried about?" ”

"Not necessarily." Krystal snorted and put the roasted meat on the plate, Ah Jiu picked up the knife, chopped it, and divided it into small pieces suitable for eating.

"There are no absolutes, I understand this truth," Ah Jiu took a lettuce leaf and wrapped the meat and fed it to Krystal: "But." Unlikely, not unless I'm dead. Even if we break up, as long as I'm alive, no one will want to get close to you. ”

Krystal was sweet in his heart, but he said, "You still rely on me?" ”

"What do you say? You're my wife, and of course I'm not going to let go. Seeing that Krystal had also wrapped one, Ah Jiu opened his mouth and waited. Krystal looked at him. With a sly smile, he swallowed it himself.

"Naughty." Ah Jiu tapped Krystal's head. Wrap another one and feed it to her.

……

Early in the morning, Ah Jiu received a call from Wang Siming, Long Kun had arrived in Seoul, he was going to attend an event at eleven o'clock, and there was an hour from nine to ten o'clock to meet him.

Ah Jiu was very dissatisfied with Long Kun's behavior. But now that the master is gone, among the living apprentices, except for the senior brother Long Qian, who everyone is secretive, this second senior brother Long Kun is the biggest one, and it is subdivided. He is his father's senior brother, which is considered to be inferior in seniority, but Ah Jiu does not have much psychological burden, because according to the rules of martial arts, he is the one who inherits the mantle of the master, and he is considered the head. As long as Long Kun still recognizes the master, he is not qualified to support the university.

In terms of social status and influence, it is understandable that Long Kun is so big, but Ah Jiu didn't expect him to do anything, so he had already made up his mind, provided that he met in the name of his senior brother, if Long Kun talked about anything else and made it difficult in every way, he didn't want to save him any face.

At eight o'clock, Ah Jiu came to the Hilton Hotel where Long Kun was staying, and it was Wang Siming who he didn't see yesterday who received him. At just one glance, Ah Jiu could see that Wang Siming had kung fu, thinking that Senior Brother Long Gen had said that Long Kun's kung fu was Bajiquan, and then looking at Wang Siming's posture and bones, he did have some Bajiquan appearance, but he didn't get the essence. Although Ah Jiu has not focused on practicing Bajiquan, it doesn't mean that he won't, after the internal strength crosses the realm, the places that he didn't understand before have already suddenly opened up, and there is a little subtle feeling of not being stuck in things, and now he has performed Bajiquan, which may not be as good as the old boxer who has been immersed in it for decades.

The two looked at each other, Wang Siming couldn't see Ah Jiu's depth, but he was naturally bold, and he was too curious about this little uncle who had heard too many legends. After seeing each other, he looked at each other, did not speak, and immediately clenched his fists. Martial arts rules, this is for 'asking for advice'.

Ah Jiu put one hand behind his back and beckoned Wang Siming to attack. This is also a common situation when the elders and juniors are recruited, called 'pointing'. Of course, pointing is 'point to stop', and if it is a defensive attack with a wide open and close, then it is done. You must be comfortable in order not to lose the face of your elders.

Wang Siming saw that Ah Jiu was the same age as himself, but he was so big, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and snorted, his arms were like apes, like an eagle swooping, and he swung a fist as fast as thunder, and went straight to Ah Jiu's door, which was the Bajiquan 'Tiger Hug'.

Ah Jiu separated with one hand, Wang Siming did not retreat but advanced, it was another move of 'splitting the mountain palm', and it didn't seem to have any effect, followed by 'bear squatting and probing the horse', Ah Jiu did not retreat a step, calmly dismantled the move, no matter how fierce Wang Siming's offensive was, he couldn't break through a foot in his chest.

Wang Siming saw that a set of Baji Boxing was about to be finished, and he hadn't been able to wipe the corner of Ah Jiu's clothes, so he was a little anxious, gritted his teeth, and completely abandoned defense, wanting to finish his work in one battle, at least break through Ah Jiu's defense......

"Bang!"

The empty door was wide open, Ah Jiu slapped Wang Siming's chest with one palm, and the person who was nearly one hundred and fifty pounds flew out straight, fell on the wall and fell, with a 'poof' sound, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Wang Siming struggled to get up, endured the pain, clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you Uncle for your advice." ”

"The strength just now is your own, your current problem is that there is more than enough, the softness is insufficient, there is castration and no return, Bajiquan is practiced like Muay Thai, stupid to the extreme, what have you practiced in internal strength?"

Wang Siming was just about to answer, when someone pushed open the door and walked in: "He learned a little bit of luck from me, the internal strength is not counted, the little junior brother will give me some pointers, see what is appropriate to practice?" (To be continued.) )