After a tie with Shi Guangwen, Jiang Mubai's status in the martial arts arena has improved, from "Hey", "Who is that", "New", to "Master Jiang".

But the development of things was completely different from Jiang Mubai's expectations, and his situation of lack of money still did not improve.

The price of sparring is only two hundred per hour, compared to Jiang Mubai's unit price of five hundred, which is unreasonable.

In the first two days, there were people rushing to deliver money with fresh energy, and after that, no one was "stupid". It's not that Jiang Mubai's sparring is not worth the price, it's just that there are only about 100 martial artists who often come to Juying Pavilion, and their fists and feet are commonplace, and the realm is not enough, so they naturally can't experience it.

Jiang Mubai considered reducing the remuneration, but the target master sparring is the same as selling private lessons, and it is easy for the price to come down, but it is difficult to rise again.

Moreover, the fundamental problem of not having a stable income is that there is no regular source of customers. Unless Jiang Mubai fights a price war with several other target masters who have not yet opened their minds, the reduction in remuneration will not have an obvious effect.

Running to fight a price war with a few small transparent people who are called "that who" by the target masters not only showed people a joke, but also destroyed their reputation. Taking advantage of the opportunity given by Shi Guangwen, Jiang Mubai finally earned some fame, but he couldn't be defeated so easily.

No matter what industry you are in, your reputation and personal image are extremely important.

"I said you, what do you want, sit here in a daze all day."

Liu Longhu stepped out of the ring, untied the specially customized protective gear, rubbed his biceps and asked, "For a while, follow me to do a big health care?" ”

Old target masters like Liu Longhu don't look down on free protective gear, they will tailor several sets of special protective gear for themselves, as for the big health care that Liu Longhu said, it is really just massage health care.

Even if the target master is in the boxing ring, the body muscles will inevitably be damaged after a long time of resistance, so after the sparring is over, he usually goes to the massage parlor and asks the technician to massage with safflower oil or medicated oil to promote blood circulation and remove stasis.

Jiang Mubai glanced at Liu Longhu's arm and said with a smile: "No, I don't like others touching me." Also, it's more practical for you to go to the doctor than to go to a massage parlor. ”

"You don't like the little girl touching it? Hey! Liu Longhu shook his head and asked, "I see that you have a lot of worries in the past two days, why, you have no business, and you are anxious?" ”

Jiang Mubai was silent, which was a default.

Not having a steady income means that many of the worst possibilities for later life remain.

Fortunately, these days, Jiang Mubai was not really in a daze when he sat in the martial arts arena, he used all the time he could use to find the sense of qi, and finally succeeded in sensing the "ubiquitous aura" last night.

The aura enters the body, and the dry sitting in the previous few days is not a waste of time.

"Haha, I know that you are really embarrassed now, and you have no business, and it is not easy to reduce prices. Eh, I have an idea, can you hear it? ”

Liu Longhu's eyes rolled, and he said shyly: "You just set up a fight, not to compare cultivation, only to skill, and then set a bonus, and you can get money if you win." Of course, you have to pay 500 before you go on stage to challenge, and you can make money by guarding. In terms of the level of technical attack, there are few people in Dingwu City who are Shi Guangwen's opponents, and they can't do it. So, unless you are unlucky, you won't lose money. ”

Jiang Mubai had already thought about this old-fashioned routine, and he immediately shook his head: "Don't dare." ”

"Don't dare?"

"A warrior who doesn't know anything about it, why should he set up a fight? If someone has ulterior motives and adds fuel and vinegar to propaganda everywhere, I will become a stunned young man who provokes the Dingwu martial arts world. If a clear-eyed person sees it, it will be a joke, but there are always a few people with bright eyes, and I will definitely be in trouble at that time. ”

Jiang Mubai explained a few words simply, in the former rule of law society, he really dared to set up a calling board for all Dingwu, and even the whole of Jizhou. Because others are unhappy with him, they will not want his life, and if the propaganda is in place, there will be profit-seeking businessmen who take the initiative to invest and fuel the flames in order to make profits.

But now it's different from before, the Blood Knife Gang that wiped out the Iron Axe Gate is still at large, and Jiang Mubai doesn't think that federal laws can protect him.

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and under the premise of insufficient hard power, it is best to keep a low profile.

Liu Longhu felt that what Jiang Mubai said made sense, and after thinking about it, his face changed and he scolded me, explaining: "I didn't think about it so much, but I didn't mean to dig a hole for you." ”

Jiang Mubai snorted, he didn't take it to heart at all, he knew that Master Liu had a cold face and a hot heart, and his typical limbs were developed and simple-minded.

At this time, someone in the boxing ring on the left side of the front exclaimed, and Chen Zhengyu, who was in charge of supervising the martial arts arena, jumped up from his seat and ran to the ring in three steps and two steps.

Jiang Mubai looked at the boxing ring where the accident occurred, there were three people in the rope, one was standing, one was squatting, and one was lying.

Standing was a handsome young man, whose cheeks were pale and his expression was stiff, evidently frightened; Squatting is Chen Zheng, who is untying the protective gear of the wounded; Lying down was a target master with the lowest charge, fifty per hour, and after untying the helmet, Jiang Mubai saw clearly that this was an old target master, his hair was gray, his face was wrinkled, and his age would not be lower than fifty.

At such an age, how can you come to be a target shooter? How could the disciples of Juying Pavilion allow him to go to the martial arts arena to spar? There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and if there is an accident, who will be responsible?

"I didn't, I didn't hit hard! I said he was in good health, and he said that he was short of money, so I ......" The beautiful young man was incoherent and cried urgently, "I really didn't hurt him, he fell by himself!" ”

"Shut up! Don't be noisy! Chen Zheng sniffed with his fingertips and ordered, "You are watching here, don't let other people come and mess around, I'll call 279." ”

279 is the emergency number, 2 refers to the second domain, and 79 is homophonic for help. Logically speaking, the design of the speed dial number should be like 110, which is convenient for publicity and easy to remember, but there are too many things in the world today that are illogical, and Jiang Mubai did not think too much about an emergency number.

There were many discussions in the martial arts arena, and Liu Longhu sighed depressedly after seeing the appearance of the injured target master.

"You know?" Jiang Mubai was a little curious.

"That's Uncle Tang, hey, I've said it, Uncle Tang is so old, how can he accompany someone to practice boxing!" Liu Longhu frowned, and after complaining, he explained: "In the past, Uncle Tang was in charge of the Juying Pavilion, and Shi Shan, Shi Guangwen, and those of us who were resident in the Juying Pavilion a few years ago have all eaten Uncle Tang's big pot rice. ”

A few days ago, about half a month, Uncle Tang wanted to come back as a target master to make money. We all said he couldn't do this at his age, and he just wouldn't listen. ”

"Don't you care about the disciples of Juying Pavilion? Chef Tang is so old......"

"Hey, that's the case, Uncle Tang promised his granddaughter before that he would buy her a dress when his granddaughter went to college, this year Uncle Tang's granddaughter took the unified examination and was admitted to Yedu University, which was originally a happy event, but Uncle Tang's son was owed wages by the foreman, and his daughter-in-law was sick again, and Uncle Tang even put the coffin book in. Uncle Tang admits that he has to buy his granddaughter a dress before school starts, and refuses to accept our money, he thinks it is charity. If you don't let him be a target here, he will run to carry cement for people, how can he withstand this hot day? We thought that at least someone would take care of the sparring here, and nothing would happen. ”

Speaking of irritability, Liu Longhu was so anxious that he scratched his head.

"Oh, people in their sixties, don't enjoy their old age at home, come to people as sandbags, oops, oops!"

Jiang Mubai was silent, he had seen the news that a seventy-year-old man went to the construction site to move bricks in order to make up for his children's tuition, but he didn't expect to see the story on the computer screen vividly presented in front of him.

Sometimes, time can change everything, and sometimes, time can't change anything.

No matter how the times change, the suffering of the poor will always remain the same.