You Have Science, I Have Magic

　　 This battle ended peacefully.

　　 Feng Yuxiu was panting, but the other party was much calmer.

After 　　 finished playing, Feng Yuxiu turned around and left, and closed the group video, no one knew what he was thinking.

　　Adding money to the layman still did not finish his meaning: "I'm looking for a place to heal my injuries, and you continue."

　　 Wang Daochang smiled: "Group owner, I want to broadcast it, so I will hide it first."

"See you!"

　　 Lin Bin nodded, and then he was surprised.

"system?"

no respond.

　　 "Could it be a fake? How come there are no hints..."

　　 can only explore the function by yourself?

　　 The boy threw the idea out of his mind, and said to himself: "It's better to send some free promotional information. Only Gan Zhi is a disciple. It's too far away."

　　 "Whether it is to make money to solve food and clothing, or to promote national arts."

　　 At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the problem of strengthening liquid.

　　What's more, in Molanxing, the physique of yellow people is generally weaker than that of whites and blacks. After the injection of strengthening fluid, the gap is even more obvious!

　　 Although people of the yellow race believe that lower animals depend on strong physical fitness, and higher animals depend on their brains, they have well-developed limbs!

　　 This also caused the yellow race to suffer a lot from the martial artist Mo Lanxing.

　　 For example, in major world-class martial arts competitions, the yellow race is basically accompanied by running, which is very embarrassing.

　　 "If you don't teach the truth, foreigners will study it sooner or later, and future generations will be beaten."

　　 "Teaching is really...too tired, too difficult, too slow, no one learns."

　　 "Let’s type the name first, as long as you have a reputation, someone will learn."

　　He was a little helpless, and he muttered while posting various ‘advertising messages’.

　　 There is actually another reason why you can't fight in national martial arts.

　　 can't be single-minded!

　　 In ancient times, you could study hard and don’t care about anything. After you finish your studies, you can become a general or go to the martial arts champion...

　　 No matter how bad it is, there is always nothing wrong with being a coach and looking after the local tyrants?

　　 but it doesn't work anymore.

　　 have to live! The energy is shared, there is no actual combat experience, a group of people who are still struggling to learn...

　　 At this moment, even Lin Bin himself somewhat doubted whether he could really succeed.

　　······

　　 Binhai Times Headquarters.

　　 A group of reporters are in a meeting.

The editor-in-chief of 　　 spits wildly and scolds everyone: "Can you do it all one by one? Are all pigs?! Obviously you have the evidence, and you can't take useful pictures or interview the person who should be interviewed?!"

　　 "They push people?"

　　 "They beat people???"

　　 "Will you not fight back? As long as we take this news, our entire department can be promoted and raised, understand?"

　　 "Pig brain!"

　　 "I don't care what method you use, within half a month, I want all their inside stories!!!"

　　"···"

　　 After the meeting.

　　 Wang Gang sat at his desk speechlessly, wanting to scold his mother.

　　 The mission goal this time is a hard stubble.

　　 To put it simply, the black forces.

　　 There are multiple bathing centers under his name. It seems to be legal, but in fact it is said that there are many shady activities, but is this kind of thing so easy to interview and report?

　　 What kind of good words and how to get in, they have tried.

　　 useless!

　　 It means that Mo Lan Xing is extremely strict in the control of firearms, otherwise Wang Gang even suspects that those guys will pull out hot weapons.

　　 It's useless to ask the police for this.

　　People refused to interview or take photos on the grounds of member privacy!

　　 Go through the ‘security check’ before going in, and you can find out any shooting equipment.

　　 Break through?

　　That is to be beaten.

　　 The worst thing was that a colleague of Wang Gang was beaten on the spot and failed to get in. The next day and the third day, he was beaten several times.

　　 said it was a warning!

　　 Ren was arrested, but he didn't care.

　　 are all small bastards, hurry to shut down for a few days and come out again.

　　 So the best way is to get in without any equipment and chat with the people inside to get news. It’s best to get some evidence to take away...

　　 But once they are found, they must be beaten by Fat to steal the evidence.

　　 "This Nima, what is it called! Such a hard bone..."

　　 "No, I have to find a way to learn some kung fu, otherwise..."

　　Who doesn't want a promotion and salary increase? The key is to ensure your own safety, isn't it?

　　 He opened the web page and started searching for the admissions information of the martial arts hall.

　　 I watched it for more than an hour, but his head was big.

　　Because of the major martial arts schools and martial arts, they all say that they will be effective in one month and enter the room in three months.

　　 It took only half a month in total. You asked me to wait for a month to get any results?

　　 He frowned and was about to close. When he was about to abandon this ‘project’, he was attracted by a ‘junk advertisement’.

　　 is really like a spicy chicken advertisement, the kind of small business cards on the roadside.

　　 "Unlimited fighting skills, seven days one-on-one invincible, half a month one-on-three, no more talk..."

　　 "Where to blow Nima?!"

　　 Wang Gang subconsciously wanted to turn it off, but he saw a line below: "I can't get a full refund..."

"Ugh?"

　　 "It looks like you can try it!"

　　 Although I think it is bragging, but the words full refund made him feel that it seems to have a little more credibility.

　　 "I'll go take a look."

　　 He muttered: "If the full refund is written in the contract, I will sign up."

　　······

　　 "Can you **** do it?!"

　　 Liu Yuan stood on the side of the road, his nose and face swollen.

Opposite 　　, my boss is not much better, his whole body is covered with footprints. Especially the big beer belly is the hardest hit area...

　　 "I asked you to be a bodyguard to help me block those people, not for you to come and be beaten with me!"

　　 "Aren't you a **** taekwondo master? How come three people beat you up like this?"

　　 "Boss, I... Give me another chance!"

　　 "Go! Do you want to have another time? I will beat you next time, fuck!"

　　 Liu Yuan is unemployed. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 filled with helplessness.

　　 At first, I learned Taekwondo to be handsome.

　　 It turns out, except for being handsome, it's really useless.

　　I worked as a bodyguard for three months, changed seven employers, each time he accompanied his employer to be beaten... and then was fired.

　　 Well, in the era when the whole people were advocating martial arts, the folk customs were already sturdy, and there were frequent fighting incidents.

　　 "Oh, let's learn some other types of boxing, otherwise you will starve to death if you don't get beaten to death."

　　 At this time, someone on the side of the road issued a leaflet: "Unlimited fighting skills, including teaching and meeting. It is not a matter of picking three in 15 days! I will not get a full refund~~~"

　　 Suddenly, Liu Yuan's eyes beamed.

　　······

　　 Inside the court.

　　 "The court verdict is as follows, the defendant has committed a crime and sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment... Compensation for the victim..."

　　 "Dogecoin!"

　　 In the dock, the defendant yelled at the plaintiff’s lawyer again and again.

　　 "I **** remember you!"

　　 "You wait for me!"

　　 The lawyer's brother Zhu Jianye was expressionless and sorting out the files.

　　 At night, he was attacked by a group of gangsters on his way home, and his tooth was knocked out.

　　 "It's the third time."

　　 He sat in the corner with a speechless expression on his face.

　　 "When I was young, my parents always said that I should study hard, and I will either be a doctor or a lawyer in the future..."

　　 picked up the dropped glasses, only to find that they were broken.

　　 He gritted his teeth, threw it far away violently, then patted his butt, struggling to get up.

　　 "Actually, I want to be a martial artist even more."

　　 "No one said that I would be beaten when I was a lawyer."

　　 "Is it because I confiscated their money?"

　　 Zhu Jianye limped away, dragging his aching body.