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Chapter 112 The Masked Hero is online again 【Subscription】

Zhou Jingmei frowned when she heard what the leading Siamese said.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just took out the amulet from his chest, put his hands together and prayed silently.

Seeing her like this, the Siamese looked at each other with a fierce light in their eyes.

Although they didn't want to make a big deal out of it, they couldn't keep the stalemate here.

After raising their hands and taking away Zhou Jingmei's mobile phone, which was obviously cracked, they left the room.

These days they have searched Zhou Jingmei's old house, but unfortunately they still found nothing.

Zhou Jingmei's parents live in the city, and they basically don't come here.

This old house became the place where Zhou Jingmei stored those consecrated amulets and ancient mantongs.

Occasionally, Zhou Jingmei would come to stay for a few days. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the city, the township also has the tranquility that belongs to the township.

Nearby houses are basically vacant.

Many people in Tongcheng go out to do business, and many people only live in old houses for a day or two in the week before the Chinese New Year.

However, as the Chinese New Year approaches, the neighbors around will return one after another, so it will be more troublesome at that time.

These Siamese are also in a state of being stuck on a tiger.

On the one hand, it was because of Zhou Jing's frivolity, and on the other hand, their identities were embarrassing, and there was a risk of being exposed every day in Xia Guo.

In order to prevent Zhou Jingmei from escaping, they not only placed her on the second floor, but also dismantled the wardrobe in the old house, nailed the windows with wooden boards, and they could hear any movement.

The hall on the first floor was already in a mess.

All kinds of beer cans, beverage cans, fast food packaging boxes, and cans were thrown all over the floor.

After fermentation and natural decomposition, it emits a faint odor.

The bathroom next to the hall was also messed up, the floor was full of dirt, and the toilet was full of urine.

Obviously, during this period of time, these Siamese also lived a life of decadent otaku.

In fact, it's not that they haven't considered attacking Zhou Jingmei or being violent.

But as a devout believer, Zhou Jingmei's status as a registered disciple of many mages prevented them from doing it.

However, this concern also disappeared with the passage of time.

If Zhou Jingmei doesn't explain it again, they are very likely to become wild, and even murder for money!
Now what they are drawing is only the relics of Dhaga Azan.

It records the inheritance of the head drop technique called "Daga".

After getting it, you will have the opportunity to become a real Azan.

In Siam, the venerable Azan is not only respected by all.

He even mastered the method of lowering the head to drive the little devil.

You can make a lot of money by consecrating, making Yin objects, amulets, and Gumantong.

Especially on these amulets from the Xia Kingdom.

They are always generous, and are willing to pay twice the price of Siam's domestic market to buy amulets.

Resold and then sold domestically.

Benefits are one aspect, and the inheritance of the head-bending technique is another aspect.

"One week, if she is still unwilling to confess within a week..."

The leading Siamese went down the stairs, took out a dagger from his trouser pocket and handed it to the person behind him.

He showed a smirk, and his eyes slapped violently on his throat.

If you don't get the inheritance of Dajia Azan, the only ending for Zhou Jingmei is to kill first and then kill!

……

Tongcheng, the old street of Jianghai District.

Zongze put his hands in his pockets, and his mood was relatively relaxed.

Through some independent investigation, he got a lot of information about Zhou Jingmei.

In addition, it can be confirmed that she is still in the country of Xia.

It's just that the exact location is not sure, but judging from her performance on answering the phone, she is also a bit abnormal.

There are roughly a few ideas in his mind now.

The first is through private means, such as finding reliable hackers and relying on call records to locate information.

This method is technically no problem at all, it only needs him to make a call and be in the calling state.

But it is not easy to find people with relevant skills.

Zong Ze saw it on Taobao a few years ago.

It was closed soon though.

The second is to find a way to call the police and tell the police about Zhou Jingmei's disappearance.

With the means of the police and the social information resources that can be mobilized, Zhou Jingmei should be found soon.

The third way is to investigate slowly by himself and get more information from the landlord.

The first two methods are somewhat tricky, but the effect is sure to be immediate.

The last method is the safest, but the speed is definitely not fast.

The question is, where can he find a hacker who can locate him, and what method and identity should he use to call the police?

The current phone calls are all real-name. If you call the police with your real name, once the police really find Zhou Jingmei and find that you and her are not relatives or relatives, you may encounter some troubles.

This was the most tangled question in Zongze's mind.

After thinking about it, he decided to find out if there is a reliable positioning method first.

With his hands in his pockets and a mask on, he walked slowly for more than ten minutes and returned to Yu's small building.

At this time, there is still about half an hour before the opening of the museum.

At least one or two hundred people came to the venue.

About one-third of them were wearing long-sleeved training uniforms from Yu's Martial Arts Academy.

"Awesome, according to this development speed."

"Old Yutou will soon be able to develop a branch hall!"

Zong Ze stepped onto the corridor, but fortunately those people did not come upstairs.

He came outside the iron gate on the second floor, took out his phone and sent Lao Yu a WeChat message.

After a few minutes, Lao Yu opened the door for him.

"Aze, you are free to come."

"You have to work hard today."

"At least until the afternoon!"

Lao Yu put his arm around Zong Ze's shoulder and said.

It seems that he is in a good mood and has not been affected by the incident at the police station.

"no problem."

Zong Ze nodded briskly.

The second floor has taken on a brand new look, and many sundries have been sorted out and cleaned, and it looks fairly tidy.

The same is true for the first floor, which somewhat feels like a dead tree is in spring.

"Uncle Yu, there is no shortage of apprentices now, should we consider changing to a bigger venue or opening a branch?"

"There can only be a maximum of dozens of people practicing boxing here at the same time."

Zong Ze followed Yu Qin to the first floor of the martial arts hall. After looking around for a while, he asked curiously.

Lao Yu nodded and took him to the small living room to sit down first.

Several of his disciples were present in the living room, even Yuan Wenda also came.

But Zongze didn't see his Don't Touch Me X7 outside just now, maybe he came by car today.

"This is Aze, the masked hero in the video."

"Xingyiquan under heaven is a family. Although he is not my disciple, he is also a member of the same school."

Lao Yu's attitude towards Zong Ze was always nothing to say, and he gave a lot of face.

Zong Ze looked around at everyone, clasped his fists and nodded, and the others stood up to greet them enthusiastically.

Yuan Wenda took the initiative to come over and shook his hand.

The communication between warriors is relatively pure, and being able to fight is a good friend.

Zong Ze has already proved himself with his strength.

After being seated, Yu Jiaqin poured Zongze a cup of hot tea.

Before the opening of the museum, everyone can rest for a while to discuss the situation.

"Ah Ze, didn't you just ask me if I plan to change to a new venue?"

Old Yu turned to look at Zong Ze and said.

Then shook his head.

"I can tell you clearly, no."

"Because there aren't enough boxers."

"My disciples all have their own livelihoods to be busy."

"Only my senior brother and a young disciple can come to help."

"As for Wen Da, you know that his position has a bright future, and there is no need to come back to be a boxer."

"So even if Yu's Martial Arts Academy has accumulated enough popularity, it will be difficult to expand the scale until a new generation of disciples are trained."

Lao Yu's tone was a little helpless, but he couldn't fully grasp the great opportunity.

In the next period of time, there should be a lot of martial arts gyms in Tongcheng and even in the whole Xia Kingdom.

Following the development of this wave of public opinion, there will inevitably be related industries extending out.

"Uncle Yu is right."

"Understaffing is really a big problem."

Zong Ze nodded approvingly.

Several disciples showed apologetic expressions.

There is no way around this, these disciples are doing well, and their lives and careers have long been settled.

Even if the future of the martial arts school is very good, if there are students, it means that there will be tuition fees.

Money is definitely not bad, but it's a pity that these disciples are not short of money.

This manager or that leader, the worst one also opened a youth gym.

In addition to the fact that the original disciples can't help, it is really not easy for a serious warrior to get started.

At the very least, it will take several years of hard work before you have a chance to open your mind and enter the stage of external strength.

That's all it takes to be talented.

So Lao Yu is also worried, this cannot be resolved in a short while.

After a little thought, Zong Ze thought of a way.

"Uncle Yu, I remember you once said."

"The Xingyi boxing master of the Yu family in Tongcheng inherited Taigu Xingyi boxing from Jin province?"

"Then why don't you get in touch with the masters of Taigu Xingyiquan?"

"Since the teacher is in the same line, then everyone can cooperate."

"Not to mention the profits to be distributed, at least it can be regarded as promoting Xingyiquan."

Hearing Zong Ze's words, Lao Yu's eyes lit up.

Have to say it's a good idea.

Taigu Xingyi Boxing of Jin Province can be regarded as a big branch of Xingyi Boxing in Xia Dynasty.

Even if martial arts has declined in recent years, there are definitely many boxers.

Besides, what Zong Ze said was right, everyone came from the same school, so there was some friendship to speak of.

"That idea might work!"

"Jiaqin, help me find out if there is any contact information about Taigu Xingyiquan?"

"If you can't find it, I'll take the boxing score tomorrow!"

Lao Yu's thinking became active.

Yuan Wenda gave Zong Ze a thumbs up.

"Aze, let's go through the entry procedures a year ago."

"I asked HR to help you prepare an internship certificate, and I promise to do it so beautifully that the school has nothing to say!"

He spoke with a smile.

Zong Ze also smiled: "Then I will trouble Wenda."

After everyone chatted for a while, it was time to open the museum.

Since Zongze's identity is quite special, in order to fit the character design while maintaining mystery.

He put on the black veil and took off his down jacket, revealing the exercise clothes he was wearing underneath.

The Masked Hero Zong is officially launched.

Jiaqin was sitting beside him looking up information, and Lao Yu was about to open the door.

Others also went out with Lao Yu one after another. They will serve as today's instructors to assist Lao Yu in guiding him.

Zong Ze walked behind Yu Jiaqin and whispered hello.

"Jiaqin?"

Yu Jiaqin turned her head and looked at her suspiciously.

"Help me shoot some clips later."

"I'm going to use it for Douyin."

Zong Ze didn't think too much, and directly expressed his thoughts.

This is a very simple request.

To this, Yu Jiaqin just nodded.

He didn't bother, turned around and left after thanking her.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Yu Jiaqin.

"Tonight...I will send the material to you through the link of the network disk in the evening."

The corner of Zong Ze's mouth curled up, and he nodded slightly.

The martial arts hall was officially opened, and one or two hundred people rushed in immediately.

Among them, those wearing exercise clothes consciously lined up in several lines in the hall.

Only the guys in civilian clothes were louder.

However, under the guidance of Lao Yu and a few disciples, it was still orderly.

It took more than an hour, and the rectification was not completed until after ten o'clock in the morning.

More than 60 people paid the tuition for one semester on the spot.

I received two pairs of exercise cloth shoes and two sets of exercise uniforms.

Lao Yu's semester is two months, and the fee is 3200 yuan!

In various teaching auxiliary industries and sports training industries, the price of this class is not expensive.

Sports education has always been the big money burner.

The most typical is all kinds of winter snow sports. Equipment, venues, and coaches can’t get in without 10,000+, and the same is true for fencing and bow and arrow.

Compared with the tuition fee of 3200 yuan for two months, it is not expensive at all.

But it can be called profiteering if you calculate it carefully.

The biggest cost store rent does not exist for Lao Yu.

Those cloth shoes and exercise clothes only cost tens of dollars.

Site loss cannot be ignored, but it is a long-term cost.

So what Lao Yu really paid was probably labor.

One student is 3200, one hundred is 32...

At present, Lao Yu has accepted at least two to three hundred students, and there are 80 million students here.

He should have adopted the strategy of diverting class time.

For example, bring a wave in the morning, afternoon and evening, otherwise the martial arts hall would have been overcrowded.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"It's really a huge profit!"

Zong Ze sighed in his heart.

No wonder Lao Yu could afford this small building.

We must know that martial arts gyms were much more popular than they are now, more than ten or twenty years ago.

Although tuition fees were low back then, prices were also low.
From Lao Yu, Zong Ze saw the road to the rise of the middle class.

After finally getting settled, Lao Yu took all the students up to the second floor.

The others continued to introduce downstairs.

As a masked hero, Zong Ze naturally walked with Lao Yu.

Many students saw him and came up to take pictures together.

After reaching the second floor, Lao Yu led Zong Ze to stand in front of the stage and introduced him first.

All the students were very excited. They came to Yu's Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts, and they came here to become such strong men as masked heroes.

"This is the masked hero."

"Next, he will demonstrate a few sets of Xingquan for everyone."

"Monkey, tiger, eagle, and harrier, respectively!"

Lao Yu didn't expect Zong Ze to help teach the students.

His role has always been that of a mascot, spokesperson, and the like.

So he just needs to perform in public!

(End of this chapter)