Chapter 63: Matt's Instincts

"Is that you?"

Skye remembers, of course, because she was the one who called.

But she didn't expect that one of them was actually blind......

Skye himself does not discriminate against blind people, but in the lawyer's business, can blind people really do it, there is a blind massage parlor that is very suitable for you when you go out and turn left.

There is no real blind technician in that massage parlor, it doesn't matter if the technique is good or not, the key is that you are handsome and should be very popular.

If it weren't for Lao Wang, I would have wanted to find you to massage me......

Lao Wang's massage techniques are so good that he is the first blind technician in that massage shop, and the current technicians are all his students, both men and women.

Feeling Lao Wang's unkind eyes, Skye hurriedly coughed and corrected his attitude: "Have you thought about it?" If you want to get a contract...... I wasn't prepared. ”

Fudge was stunned.

Did I hear me right?

I didn't even prepare the contract, and let the hired person prepare, so I'm not afraid that we will cheat you?

You really need legal counsel!

Fudge then rubbed his hands together and smiled all over his face, "We've thought it through, and we're willing to be the legal counsel for the Azerost store." But the issue of salary has to be revisited, I think 20,000 US dollars is still too little, you must know that we are all top students in the law department of Columbia University, and we are future barristers, and we earn millions of dollars a year...... Matt, you're right...... Matt? ”

He turned his head to see that Matt was actually motionless, staring at the chubby Chinese young man on the recliner with a pair of blind eyes, his chest was slightly undulating, and his breathing was heavier than before, and these details could only be noticed by his good friend......

So Matt, what's wrong with you?

If you stare at this half-race beauty, I can still understand, you are staring at a man, what do I say?

Is this chubby Chinese young man better looking than me, are you going to abandon me?

"Well, as you said, we'll sign the contract." Matt didn't even listen to what Fudge had to say.

From the first sight of the man on the chaise longue, his ears could no longer be separated.

Yes, ears.

At a very young age, a truck of radioactive material splashed in his eyes, he lost his light, and the rest of his senses unexpectedly increased.

Taste, smell, hearing, touch, and...... Gut feeling.

His tactile sense, which allows him to read by touch, has led him from high school to college, and has become the best student in the entire law department, reading more than 99.9 percent of his classmates at Columbia.

His sense of smell can distinguish the body odor of different people, and even the complex various smells in the environment, which woman has just experienced passionate sports, how many people are doing sports, what kind of occupation these people are, what is the order, or both.

His palate is sharp enough for him to detect the amount of salt grains on a pretzel and determine which dish cut corners.

He has a stronger intuition than a woman, having a premonition of his father's death and the departure of his ex-girlfriend.

But the most important thing for him is hearing.

After more than ten years of intensive training, he can hear every word of thousands of people within hundreds of feet, and can extract the one he wants from the massive number of voices.

He can even hear a person's heartbeat from a distance of 20 feet, and judge the person's emotions according to the amplitude and frequency of the heartbeat, whether it is excited or scared, fearful or nervous.

He can also hear the sound of any person's blood circulation, breathing, and body movements, which allows him to judge the other person's movements and state.

Combined, all six senses gave him greater judgment and insight than Sherlock Holmes.

Although he has no eyes, he "sees" better than anyone else.

As long as he wants to, no one within 20 feet can escape his perception.

He knew the secrets of many people at Columbia, Professor Connor of the law department had dealings with several women, Miranda's favorite 18 positions in the woods, how many seconds Fudge jerked off several times a week, how many seconds each time, how many pieces of paper, and that pungent smell......

And now,

These five senses, far beyond ordinary people,

It's all used on the same person.

Matt was doing his best to sense the man in the recliner who was swaying slightly.

The man he had never seen before, strange to the extreme.

He has a faint smell of alcohol on him, he is a person who likes to drink, and he has just drunk it, but he doesn't drink much, and he has self-control.

The wine is the cheapest one, but there are more expensive bamboo leaves and vodka in the small shop, which shows that he is a person who picks the door, or...... Thrifty people.

Judging from the blood flow, the friction of his clothes and the creaking of the recliner, he is about 1.8 meters, he is fat, he has no strong muscles, more fat, and a high body fat rate.

The heart beats slowly, much slower than most athletes, but it is more powerful and has extreme regularity.

Such a heartbeat is almost impossible to exist.

Any person, even if he is thinking or dreaming, causes a slight change in the heartbeat, and from this change he can judge the person's mood.

But the man in the recliner, his heartbeat was as constant as a clock, which made it impossible for Matt to judge the man's emotions.

Could it be that he is in some kind of thoughtless daze, or does he have the ability to control his heartbeat?

His breathing was slow, but each breath was long, and his lung capacity was almost impossible to guess, perhaps greater than that of two marathon runners combined.

None of this is a big deal.

On top of that, he had a strange intuition.

This is a very powerful person, far ten times and a hundred times stronger than the "stick" master.

This reminded him of Kunlun Iron Fist and Lady Gao.

Kung fu masters who practice "qi" have the ability to control their heartbeat, or even stop their heartbeat for a period of time, breathe for a long time, and some can even go without breathing for three days and three nights in a row.

Mrs. Gao is an old woman.

According to Fudge's description, the height of the "Kunlun Iron Fist" is somewhat similar to the one on the recliner, but it is thinner, more energetic and powerful.

But for kung fu masters, fat and thin can be controlled, and it is said that there is also bone reduction, which can change a person's height, body shape, and even appearance.

Matt's instincts told him that the one on the recliner was Kunlun Iron Fist.

This made him realize for a moment that this was not a coincidence.

The other party is deliberately looking for himself to be a legal adviser, otherwise a small grocery store, what kind of legal counsel does he want!

"I should have thought of it!" Matt reflected seriously.

I am still too young and inexperienced, and I should have known that coffee would not fall from the sky, and it is not good to be cheap.

If it weren't for Fudge's call, he agreed on the spot, and he probably wouldn't have come.

But he didn't refuse.

Since the other party has already found him, it is useless to hide.

And he had a gut feeling:

It's not a bad thing for you, it's a good thing.

This is the good guy in the recliner.

"Matt!"

Fudge hurriedly pulled Matt and whispered, "We can bargain, we can talk about 30,000...... At least twenty-five thousand! ”

"The price is right." Matt smiled and "looked" at Lao Wang: "This gentleman, what do you call it, when will we go to work?" I'm sorry, but we haven't graduated yet, so we can only work part-time. ”

"You want to come to work, and we don't have a place for you to work...... The storefront is so big, you can see it. ”

Lao Wang looked at Matt, smiling, as if he was looking at a rare giant panda: "I will call you if there is something, happy cooperation?" ”

He held out his left hand.

Matt hesitated for a moment, and also stretched out his left hand: "Happy cooperation." ”

Clasp your hands together.

A wisp of true qi was injected into Matt's body.

He shuddered.