The detective agency has been established, and it turns out that it is useless, Yue Feng still goes his own way, to be precise, the daily life of the hero is as follows: get up at three poles in the sun, run to Zhongshan Park to bask in the sun, and watch the wind blow up the beautiful eyebrows' underwear that the dress is lifted...... as well as enjoying the food of the king's dishes.

If Wang Jidao has many advantages, Yue Feng doesn't know much, but he is definitely among the best in cooking, which is also the fundamental reason why Yue Feng let him die and beg for a white face to rely on his own home - full-time nanny!

Of course, he felt that this was kindness to Wang Jidao, and Wang Jidao didn't think that it was his kindness to him?

Half a month later, Wang Jidao's small universe broke out again, holding a stack of A4 papers, counting Yue Feng's several major crimes, which is simple to say, that is, Wang Jidao sent leaflets, used his sister Xu Yaojia's relationship with the owner of the Blue Martial Arts Museum, and finally received a few tasks for the detective agency.

However, they were all vetoed by Yue Feng one by one, and the arguments and reasons were as follows.

"Brother Feng, this case of finding a pet cat ......"

"It's too simple. Don't do it. ”

"Brother Feng, in this case, Mr. Lin suspects that his wife is cheating......"

"Too much trouble. Don't do it. ”

"Then the case of Miss Li looking for her son......

"Cut, don't be born, you have to be a junior for someone else, now that you're out of breath, you want to get it back, why did you go earlier...... Xiao Wang, if we really help her, it will be a sin, and this is all retribution. ”

"Bastard, who made you a moral messenger, you are so noble, why don't you maintain world peace?" Wang Jidao smashed a stack of A4 paper into Yue Feng's face, and instantly exploded.

Instead, Yue Feng changed his posture from lying horizontally to sitting upright, nodded his head, and said, "I'm really maintaining world peace." ”

Wang Jidao's face was full of black lines, and after half a ring, he said faintly: "Brother Feng, don't you plan to work at all?" ”

Yue Feng said: "Mm-hmm, almost." Lying back on the sofa and starting to watch the game, Wang said weakly: "Then why do you want to register a company?" Yue Feng didn't look back, and said as a matter of course: "Isn't this comforting you." ”

"Ahhh

Wang Jidao got up, jumped up from behind the sofa, kicked Yue Feng directly to the floor, and roared: "No matter, no matter, you can do whatever you want!" He took off his apron, threw it at Yue Feng, turned around and left.

"Where, exactly?"

"Back to the Martial Arts Hall!"

At this time, Wang Jidao had already walked to the gate of the courtyard and was about to break out, Yue Feng suddenly sighed lightly, and said faintly: "Xiao Wang, do you know that soy milk is also salty?" ”

Wang Jidao paused, turned around, and glared: "What? ”

Yue Feng turned his back to Wang Jidao, and said faintly from afar: "The soy milk in the north is salty, the soy milk in the south is sweet, and the soy milk in some places is spicy, which tells you a truth, everyone in the world has their own way, some people like to make money, some rich people like to pretend to be beggars, how to live is not important, happy is the most important." Russell said: 'You need to know all kinds of things, so that is the source of happiness', if everyone is actively fighting, wouldn't it be the same as a mold carved out, assembly line production can be, why go to school? What happiness is there in such a society? What's the point of everyone being the same? ”

The corners of Wang Jidao's mouth twitched, although he extremely disagreed with Yue Feng's argument, but he had a strange feeling in his heart, "Hey, he made so much sense".

Wang Jidao felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and he said, "So what? ”

Yue Feng turned his head and said shyly: "I hate work, I like this leisurely life now, and Wang Jiang, you like work the most, and you want to live to the fullest, so the important and great task of making money to support your family will be handed over to you!" ”

"Die!"

Sen Leng replied, and at the same time, two sneakers smashed towards Yue Feng, a very flavorful attack. Yue Feng was hit in the face, and with a bang, he fell directly.

……

……

At the same time, the world's scientific giants and ancient martial arts masters have given birth to countless ultra-modern technologies, and at the same time, the entire society has also been stimulated to practice martial arts, and an ancient and once on the verge of disappearing industry has once again regained its vitality.

This industry is called: Martial Arts.

Rong City, as one of the country's top international metropolises, is even more extraordinary, the opening of the martial arts hall, not only the Chinese, but also many foreigners also come to intervene, truly do a hundred schools of thought, the city was rated as an A-level martial arts hall, there are seventy-two.

Abbreviation: Seventy-two Martial Alliance.

The Jialan Martial Arts Hall is one of them, and the qualifications are still relatively old, but with the death of Wang Jidao's father "Baquan" Wang Tai, the Jialan Martial Arts Hall has declined, and now it is facing the danger of relegation, A and B, just two letters, but if it is lowered from A to B, the Jialan Martial Arts Hall will not be far from closing.

Garan Martial Arts Hall, Martial Arts Hall.

In the center, a woman of twenty years old stood, and opposite her stood a well-mannered man, also in his twenties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

There were also more than a dozen martial arts hall disciples standing in the hall.

"Miss Xu, as long as you sign the contract, you can get a buyout of 20 million, and I can also promise you that I will pass on the 'Baquan'." The man in gold-rimmed glasses said with a smile.

"Senior sister, don't promise him! Bastard, fuck off! ”

A young man with a Chinese face burst into a shout, and hit the man with gold-rimmed glasses with a fist, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of the gold-rimmed glasses man, and he snorted coldly: "What are you?" Is it your turn to come out on top? ”

As soon as the words were finished, his right hand was swung out, and he was halfway through, turning his palm into a fist, and the young man with a Chinese character face flew out upside down, and he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Song Mao! Do you dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?! You're still from the Garan Martial Arts Gym, how dare you hurt someone?! "Let's go up together, abolish this grandson!!" "Phew, ungrateful, immature white-eyed wolf!"

The martial arts hall was suddenly full of people.

"Baquan" Wang Taisheng has a son and a daughter, the son is naturally Wang Jidao, and the daughter is Xu Yu, with her mother's surname. Wang Jidao is not keen on martial arts, Wang Tai is very open-minded, and he does not force it, since Wang Tai died, the burden of the Jialan Martial Arts Hall has been placed on Xu Yu.

Science and technology are becoming more and more developed, and the strength and weakness of martial arts masters are also digitized, which are divided into seven levels: S, A, B, C, D, E, and F, and the measurement criteria are five basic attributes: defense, agility, killing, strength (explosiveness), and recovery (recovery).

The average value of the five attributes is M, such as F grade M value: 0-10, E grade M value: 10-80......

At present, the highest level of energy is only B-level: 2000-8000, and as long as the M value reaches B-level, you will be awarded the title of "Grandmaster". A-level is "legend", there are ten legends in the country, and the M value is above 10,000.

As for the master of S-level strength, there is no one in the world, at least not on the surface.

The woman in front of her is naturally Wang Jidao's sister Xu Yu, the young man named "Song Mao", who was once a disciple of Wang Tai's closed door, with a very high posture, he was already a D-level master at a young age, and when he reached D-level, he was able to open a museum to accept apprentices.

There are only two D-level masters in the Jialan Martial Arts Pavilion, and although Song Mao later apprenticed, in terms of combat effectiveness, he was stronger than Xu Yu.

With the death of Wang Tai, Song Mao should also change his court, join the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, and become the head of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion in Rong City.

The whole thing is also simple, since the establishment of the Seventy-two Martial Arts Alliance, it has set a rule that the quota will never be expanded, there are so many places, and other martial arts halls want to squeeze in, so naturally there will be martial arts halls squeezed out.

Of course, Song Mao didn't come for this.

Baiyun Martial Arts Hall, the owner of the hall is named Guan Hengxing, he is a grandmaster-level martial arts master, that is, a B-level master, and the entire martial arts circle has a great reputation. The headquarters of the Baiyun Martial Arts Museum is in the center of power in Kyoto, and the Baiyun Martial Arts Museum in Rong City is only one of the thirty-six branch museums.

What Song Mao wanted to buy with a huge sum of 20 million was not the land of the Jialan Martial Arts Pavilion, let alone the signboard of the Jialan Martial Arts Pavilion, but a quota!

Chivalry is forbidden to use martial arts, no matter when and where, the official is extremely taboo on the opening of martial arts halls, the number of A-level martial arts halls, the number of apprentices have extremely strict regulations, Song Mao wants to open a second chain martial arts hall, and naturally hit the idea on the head of the Jialan martial arts hall.

Xu Yu trembled with anger and glared at Song Mao through gritted teeth.

Song Mao shrugged his shoulders, as if everything was in his hands, and said: "For Master's sake, I also call you 'Senior Sister', if the price is not satisfied, I can add another five million, not only to buy this land, but also to buy the Jialan Martial Arts Pavilion A-level qualifications...... Tomorrow is the Seventy-two Martial Arts League Ranking Tournament, if you can't enter the top seventy-two for three consecutive years, you will be automatically relegated, the current situation of the Jialan Martial Arts Hall, you know better than me, relegation is tantamount to closing the door, at that time, it will be a bamboo basket to draw water, there is nothing, senior sister had better think clearly. ”

"Fuck off, slut! The Garan Martial Arts Pavilion is my father's life's work, so you're going to die of this heart! ”

It was not Xu Yu who said this, but Wang Jidao, who happened to rush back. He stepped out of the crowd, glared at Song Mao viciously, grabbed Xu Yu's arm, and said, "You can't sell it!" This is the work of my father's life, and it must not be sold! ”

During this time, except for Yue Feng and the Jialan Martial Arts Pavilion, both of them broke his heart, but he couldn't do anything about it, and it was only at this time that he regretted it.

Regret not being at the beginning.

Song Mao's face changed, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, who am I, it turns out that you are a weak chicken, you don't study well, and you are involved in these things, do you think you have the right to intervene?" Which one are you...... Woohoo......"

Just listened to the swish, a yellow light pierced the sky and directly drilled into Song Mao's mouth.

Look at it again, the yellow light is nothing else, it is a banana, and a chuckle also came: "My mouth is very stinky, please eat bananas!" ”

When everyone turned around, they saw Yue Feng, and they were all stunned.

They are very familiar with this person, Wang Jidao often mixes with him, a few years ago, he can be said to be possessed by a mildew god, but he is immortal again and again, and he is also a legend, and he often becomes the talk of everyone after dinner, and then it is finally normal, but it is lazy to eat.

I didn't go to college, but I didn't look for a job, I completely relied on Wang Jidao, it's a typical example of easy and hard work, what is this now?

Although this banana was thrown very happily, a group of people frowned, and secretly annoyed: "It's messy enough, what are you doing here?" Isn't that messy enough? Isn't that a nuisance for others? ”

[ps: Let's talk about the update, a new volume, or an original plot, you need to think about it, it's the end of the year, and there are a lot of things, find a house to rent next year or something in advance, no way, update me hard, I'm sorry for this time.] ]