A few days later.

The city TV broadcast a news: Liu Meng, director of the University Town Police Station, has been investigated and punished by the procuratorate on suspicion of accepting bribes, abuse of power, intentional injury, ** and other crimes. Hong Biao, general manager of Jianlong Group Finance Company, has been criminally detained by the public security organs on suspicion of **, coercion, intentional homicide, intentional injury, kidnapping and other crimes. The case is currently pending.

Liu Hong, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, was interviewed by a television reporter and sternly criticized a small number of black sheep in the police force, saying that the judicial organs would definitely severely punish this case and would not tolerate it.

A few months later, Liu Meng, the former head of the University Town police station, was sentenced to death by the court, which was approved by the Supreme Court and executed. When I heard that it was carried out, many people set off firecrackers to congratulate them.

Hong Biao, the general manager of Jianlong Group's finance company, was beaten to death by a group of prison bullyes in the detention center because he did not obey the instructions of the prison bully, because the monitoring was smashed during the beating, and it was impossible to find out who the murderer was. After Gu Jianqiu heard about this, he always suspected that it was the powerful backing behind Xia Xueting.

Young Master Xue disappeared after that day, and the public security organs wanted him online, but there was no whereabouts.

It took two days for Gu Jianqiu's head concussion to fully recover. He didn't want the school to know about it, so he didn't go to the hospital or tell anyone about it. Xia Xueting remained silent like him. And Ba Po and Huang Jiahe repeatedly asked what happened that day, but they didn't get any interesting answers, so they had to give up, so this matter did not cause any waves on campus.

In the days that followed, Gu Jian squatted in the library to read a book in the autumn.

He reads books very quickly, and he can read several books a day, all of which are tomes on Chinese medicine. His strong memory made the knowledge of Chinese medicine in his brain swell rapidly. But he still couldn't find a way to make money. In addition to going to the night market every night to work and earn thirty yuan a night's hard-earned money.

On this day, he was preparing to leave the campus to go to work at the night market. At the door, a short and fat young man got out of a black Mercedes-Benz sedan, walked over with a smile on his face, bowed to Gu Jianqiu, and said, "Hello, this classmate." Remember me? ”

Gu Jianqiu's memory is now very strong. He only glanced at it, and then remembered that this black and fat young man was the man in the private room when he and Hong Biao's men were fighting when they were eating in the restaurant that day, and he was very surprised by Gu Jianqiu's kung fu, especially his ability to resist blows. He nodded and said, "Is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"yes, yes, of course." The fat black man took out a business card from his pocket and gave it to Gu Jianqiu: "My name is Bu Qingyun, I saw you fighting with them that day, you are very powerful, I admire you." I want to discuss something with you. Don't know if you're free? ”

"What's the matter, let's talk about it"

"It's inconvenient to say at the gate, let's find a place. Or go to the tavern from last time and have a drink together? ”

"Sorry, I'm not available. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Bu Qingyun looked a little embarrassed, and he rubbed his wrong chubby hand: "Then I'll make a long story short, it's like this, my father likes martial arts very much, and he also hopes that I can be like him." He said that if I couldn't do it, he wouldn't let me inherit the family property. That's why I've been training hard. My father didn't like to embroider legs, he liked real martial arts. Just like you did that day, you can punch people all over the ground and find my kind of kung fu. ”

"You want to learn boxing from me? Sorry, I won't be myself. You'd better find someone else. Gu Jianqiu turned around and left.

"No, no, you misunderstood, I have a master," Bu Qingyun hurriedly chased after him: "I just want to make a deal with you." If you say yes, you can make a good buck. ”

Gu Jianqiu immediately stood up, this is really sleepy, someone sent a pillow, and he was worried that he had no place to make money: "What business?" Go ahead. ”

"I'm looking for a sparring partner to accompany me in kung fu, which is simply a living sandbag for me."

"You want me to be your punching bag?" Gu Jianqiu couldn't laugh or cry, how could he be like this.

Bu Qingyun saw Gu Jianqiu's displeasure, and hurriedly said, "No, you misunderstood, I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear." It's not a punching bag, it's a sparring partner. It's the person who accompanies me in boxing, you can dodge, you can defend, but you can't fight back. I'll bring you protective gear and you won't get hurt. ”

Gu Jianqiu was very reluctant to do such a thing, although the change of his bones could make him face his fist without worrying at all, unless the other party used bricks or steel pipes, but it was still very uncomfortable to let the other party fight, he didn't want to lose this person, so he didn't say a word, turned around and prepared to leave.

Bu Qingyun hurriedly caught up and said, "I'll give you a thousand yuan for a fight." ”

Gu Jianqiu immediately stood up, a thousand? That's the money he earns a month, and it's 30,000 yuan a month. You should be able to buy ginseng and cordyceps for self-cultivation. Compared with the shame of being beaten, making money to improve your level, so as to gain the ability to protect yourself, this kind of ** is stronger. That Young Master Xue is on the run, I don't know when he will appear again, and I am afraid that it will be another life-and-death struggle at that time. He must make his abilities as good as possible before the next battle of life and death.

Although his medical skills can be said to be unique now, he has not yet graduated, he can't see a doctor with others, and he is not famous, and no one will come to him for treatment, so it is still impossible for him to make money with his skills. The only hope is to make money by relying on your strong ability to resist hits.

So, Gu Jianqiu said: "Let's find a place and talk about it." ”

The two came to the restaurant last time, and the owner of the restaurant recognized him as the person who fought with a group of **, and he was afraid and in awe, so he greeted him in person and invited him and Bu Qingyun to the best private room. A plate of the hotel's signature dishes was also included.

After closing the door after the banquet, Bu Qingyun briefly explained his situation.

His father is a real estate developer, and he has been doing a good real estate business in recent years and has made a lot of money. His father loved martial arts since he was a child, especially sanda, but unfortunately he was older, so he pinned all his hopes on his son. Although the son also studied hard, he could not satisfy his father. So his father gave an ultimatum, saying that if his son did not meet his requirements within a year, he would kick him out of the house and not let him inherit his inheritance.

Gu Jianqiu said: "If I am your sparring partner, will you be able to reach your father's hope in the short term?" ”

"This, I thought of a way, I want you to help me play a play, deceive the old man, and let him know that he has learned real kung fu. That's easy. ”

"How?"

"When the old man comes to see me practice boxing, you put the artificial blood sac I gave you on the mouth guard, and when the old man comes, you will perform as if I beat you to vomit blood. It must be pretended to be very similar, the old man is an expert, he can see it. That means I'm going to have to punch you hard, the kind that can make people vomit blood, you know? That's why I'm looking for you because I saw you last time I was beaten. I'm really afraid of other people, because to be honest, I've been practicing since I was a child, and the strength of my fists is still not small. ”

Although Gu Jianqiu's cultivation has not yet reached the first level, he is more capable of resisting blows after changing, which has made him not afraid of fists, even if it is an iron rod, as long as he does not hit the head, he is not afraid, so this is not a threat to him, some are just problems on his face. However, after a few glasses of wine, he decided to put his face down first, and it was important to make money.

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