Gift natural power at the beginning

"So, did I pass the interview?" Lin Mo let go of his hand, his eyes paused for a moment on Leya's silver-scaled palm, and asked the most concerning part.

"Since you are Huajin, you naturally passed the interview, but I would like to ask, why did you go to college, learn oil painting, and become an art student?" Liya said. At the same time, he handed the goblet full of red wine to Lin Mo.

"Because I like it." Lin Mo was slightly stunned, but his expression remained calm.

He reached out and took the proffered goblet.

"Like it? With your level of secret martial arts, if you take special sports, you will most likely go to college directly. But in the end, you ended up where you are now because of art. Don't you regret it?"

Leia picked up another glass of wine on the table and took a sip, looking curious.

Not many people practice Miwu Boxing because the price/performance ratio is not very high.

But at Lin Mo's age and at this level, he is considered very talented and can be admitted to many universities' special recruitment.

"Sometimes I regret it, but it doesn't matter now, right?" Lin Mo raised the goblet in his hand, took a sip as well, and said lightly.

"That's right, things have happened, and the past can't be undone." Leya seemed to think of what happened in the past, her eyelashes moved slightly, and her eyes became complicated.

"But the future can change, just like me now, although the road may be more tortuous." Lin Mo's eyes showed hesitation at the right time, but his expression remained firm.

Some people at this age hold on and refuse to admit defeat.

"Haha, you are right. The past cannot be undone, but the future can be changed." Leya came back to her senses and smiled.

She stepped forward and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Don't worry, in Tianzhifan Group, as long as you accumulate enough talent points, you can also apply for genetic testing in the preferred plan."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand and clicked twice briefly.

"The contract has been sent to you. If you see that there are no problems, you can apply for employment."

beep.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo's smartphone received a folder.

The document is not big, just a normal contract document.

The content is also simple. It is just an agreement between the two parties that he will teach twice a week, but online guidance is also required at other times.
The monthly welfare salary, including five insurances and one fund, is also very clear, with a minimum guarantee of [-] silver notam coins.

It's just that the signing unit is not an individual, but the Tianzhifan Group.

Lin Mo didn't think too much, glanced at it, and signed his name directly.

Contracts can only restrain the weak and have mostly symbolic meanings
But now, besides signing, he can't do much, so he might as well just do it.

"The person I ask you to teach is my son. Please pay more attention to Bill. He is about the same age as you and should be able to communicate easily.
In addition, ID cards can be used for the group's exercise equipment, internal mall, and salary payment. Someone will take you to apply for this. "

"But you have to pay attention. There will be a one-month assessment. If you fail the assessment, it will not only affect your points acquisition, but also your work." Leya reminded.

"Understood." Lin Mo nodded.

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The day.

Tianzhifan Building, Community Ecological Floor, Room No. 763.

It's obviously just a room, but it's nearly a thousand square meters in area, and the decoration is similar to a natural style.

The thick yellow-black land, the gurgling water not far away, and the clumps of bamboo groves,
From time to time, the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, and there is even the sound of birds singing.

After signing the contract, Lin Mo was taken through the process and successfully applied for the identity card.

At the same time, he met Leya's son for the first time soon.

It can be regarded as a seamless transition from entry to work.

Lin Mo stood by the stream and looked at the little fat man in front of him with a calm expression.

No, it shouldn't be called a fat man. The other person is as tall as him.

Coupled with the huge size, it is like a hill, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

It's not an exaggeration to call him a fat man.

Moreover, the opponent also practiced secret martial arts, and calluses were faintly visible on his palms.

If you look carefully, you can see that the figure is not just fat. The fat on the body is something similar to fatty muscles.

This child is actually younger than Bill, probably only sixteen or seventeen years old.

I guess I started reading early.

He was wearing a thin black vest with a skull with bleeding eyes embroidered on his chest.

The pants are black chain shorts.

The same skull tattoo is embroidered on the snow-white upper arm.

A large string of star alum necklaces as thick as an average person's forearm hangs around his neck.

His eyes were squinted and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Judging from her attire, she looks like a rich second-generation school bully.

It's Leah's son, Bieber.

At this time, he put his hands in his pockets and looked at Lin Mo.

After touching it for about ten seconds, I finally couldn't help it anymore.

He took two steps forward and walked to Lin Mo.

"Are you the martial arts master my mother found for me this time? To be honest, I have always thought that practicing Miwu Boxing is all you need. After all, after practicing, it is not as effective as genetic tuning.

Not to mention opening the gene lock and even wearing armor," he said, shaking his head with a smile and looking at Lin Mo.

"Besides, I'm not saying, buddy, you look about the same age as me and still so skinny, can you really fight?"

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his gaze away from the necklace around his neck, and landed on the fat man's face.

"..."

He didn't speak, but for some reason, the little fat man's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate after meeting the other person's gaze.

White hairs of sweat appeared on his back for no apparent reason, causing his body to tremble slightly.

"No..., to put it bluntly, please don't hit anyone...I...I'm not afraid of you, but if you hit me...I will definitely tell my mother..." As a city in Yingwei, everyone is considered rich. The second-generation Bieber has been surrounded by various martial arts masters since he was a child, and the martial arts masters personally taught him.

Not long ago, he directly broke through the Ming Jin level and became a master.

Even in today's aristocratic schools, he is considered to be the number one person. He has pulled six or seven losers and can count on his words.

But in front of Lin Mo, for some reason, it seemed like he was back in elementary school, when he was most innocent and innocent without practicing martial arts, and then when he came home from school and was pushed into the alley to wait for payment by the seniors,
Weak, helpless, and might get slapped at any time...

This feeling made him completely unable to move.

At this time, he no longer doubted whether Lin Mo could beat him. He was only afraid that the other party would try to beat him at any time and give him a slap...

I'm so stupid, really.

My mother wouldn't harm me, so how could I let a parallel importer teach him.

It's just that she seemed to have misjudged the person.

The guy in front of him looked polite, but he was by no means the kind of educated person who was easy to bully, or the martial arts master he had seen before.

For a moment, Bieber immediately thought of Lin Mo as some kind of gentle and perverted killer, a brutal underground boxing champion, or even a vicious gangster. As for why he came to be his martial arts master, he naturally coveted his body, no, he coveted his identity.

Also, his mother is the minister of Tianzhifan Group, and his grandfather is the director of the group. As long as he is tied up, to put it bluntly, he can't just ask for millions of gold notan coins?
Even warships, armor, and even genetic debugging needles are probably taken for granted!
Thinking of this, the little fat man couldn't help but feel proud.

But after feeling proud, I felt a little hesitant again.

I was very scared that I would die if I was actually kidnapped.

He hasn't become the school boss yet, and he hasn't chased Avril yet, so how can he die...

"Are you afraid of me?" At this moment, Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged and he suddenly spoke.

"No...no, I'm not afraid of you." Bieber came back to his senses and said tremblingly, but his tone was very serious and sincere.

The voice became smaller and smaller, not as arrogant as before.

"It's okay if you don't have one. My name is Adolf Bill. You can call me teacher, or you can call me Bill. From today on, I will be in charge of your secret martial arts.

By the way, your name is Bieber, right? Lin Mo said.

The other party nodded hurriedly.

Lin Mo smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't know the other person's psychological activities, but he knew that this kind of rich second-generation young man was actually not easy to discipline.
Therefore, some mental pressure was consciously suppressed on it.

Although it's just a trace, it couldn't be easier to overwhelm a fat man.

He looked at the other person again, stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and touched him like lightning.

After touching it more than a dozen times in a row, the latter finally reacted, fell to the ground with a thud, and started wailing.

Looked like he was going to die.

"Don't let me scream. I was just touching my bones. It's just a little painful. I'm going to start training next. If you scream again, I'll use more force." Lin Mo looked at the ground rolling around, not at all like the school bully just now. The little fat man said in a deep voice.

Hearing the sound, the latter stopped rolling and raised his head with a surprised look on his face:
"Teacher, aren't you here to tie me up?"

"If I tie you up, who will give me my salary?" Lin Mo was speechless, not understanding the other person's thinking.

"Now stand up for me, give me a set of punches first, and then stand up and show me."

"Teacher, you really didn't come to tie me up!" Bieber was even happier, and the sudden physical pain just now began to slowly subside.

Looking at the stiff-faced Lin Mo in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude in his heart.

A carp rolled and jumped up from the ground.

"Don't worry, teacher, you're not here to tie me up. I've made a commitment to you as a teacher. I'll take care of next month's assessment!" The little fat man slapped his chest hard.

Her plump breasts clicked, and she said with a very loyal voice.

His attitude was very sincere. After he was truly sure that Lin Mo was not here to mess with him, he suddenly felt the pleasure of surviving a desperate situation. Under the refreshment brought by the evaporation of sweat from his back, he felt extremely happy.

"Thank you in advance, but now, please do as I say." Lin Mo finally understood that this little fat man should be the kind of person whose emotions come and go quickly, and are good at self-education.

He liked getting along with such a guy before because he was easy to control.

But now that it’s confirmed, Tianzhifan Group has what it wants.

If you want to quickly recover your body and get in touch with stronger power, it is naturally best to show off your true skills.

So Lin Mo didn't plan to mess around.

Bieber saw that Lin Mo was still so serious about getting his promise and was very obedient.

Soon he practiced the secret martial arts skills he had practiced, as well as his own pile skills and breathing techniques.

The boxing technique he practices is called Fan Duo Boxing.

Compared with Ghost Hand Fist, Waterbird Fist, etc., it has a larger origin. In history, it even appeared in Shenwu Taoism.

However, this boxing technique is also in the Alder database.

Compared with the Ghost Hand Fist, it is more powerful and at the same time improves the physical strength in all aspects.

It's not like the former, just focusing on strengthening the elbows, knees, and palms.

"Teacher, how are you?" After finishing the task, Bieber was sweating again.

"You are Ming Jin now. What level do you aim to achieve before the college entrance examination?" Lin Mo thought for a while and asked.

"An Jin, it's best if you can get to An Jin. Anyway, if you are admitted to college, you have to undergo genetic testing. Dan Jin will have an impact, and the impact will not be much greater, but it's about the same." The little fat man said casually.

"No matter how small the impact is, it will be good to go further and further." Lin Mo was thoughtful in his heart and wanted to ask, but he also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he just answered casually.

"Yes, it would be good to have more success rates and more psychic awakenings." Bieber thought for a while and nodded.

"Okay, as long as you follow me, An Jin should be fine. Now, I will build your martial arts foundation first."

Lin Mo looked at the time and said casually.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to accept any more disciples and train them carefully.

Especially during this time period.

But this secret martial arts, this level, for him, it doesn't make any difference whether he uses it carefully or not.

It's too simple.

"Martial arts foundation building? What foundation building?" But Fatty Bieber looked confused.

He is also very enlightened in martial arts, but he has never heard of martial arts foundation building.

"This is a secret skill in my sect. It's normal that you don't know." Lin Mo said casually.

"Sect? Teacher, do you still have a sect?" Bieber was stunned and suddenly became interested.

He knows that in a long time ago, it belonged to secret martial arts, martial arts, martial arts, and martial arts. There were many sects in the era.

There are some hidden sects among them.

They have unique secret skills, are very powerful, and are in the upper circle of the martial arts world.

Even now, he is very stylish.

At least none of the many martial masters he had had this kind of inheritance.

"By the way, teacher, what's the name of your sect?" Thinking of this, Bieber rubbed his hands, narrowed his eyes and asked curiously.

"What's it called... Lingtai Sect?" Lin Mo's eyes flashed slightly and he answered calmly.

"Lingtai Sect?" Bieber was stunned. As he spoke, he began to search the Internet. However, although many entries appeared, none of them were relevant.

"Sounds awesome, teacher." In the end, he could only chuckle.

"It's indeed very good. In my opinion, he is the strongest." Lin Mo suddenly laughed and said with a smile.

This is a genuine laugh from the heart.

"Okay, now it's time to start building the foundation."

"Okay! I'm ready. I'll do whatever you tell me, teacher!"

"You don't have to do anything, just look into my eyes."