"Kick the house? Who! Who will kick the house!"

Old Man Bai, who was lying on the rocking chair, jumped up suddenly, and the momentum emitted by his whole body was very different from his lazy appearance before.

"Master, they didn't say it."

The disciple who came to report replied quickly.

"Walk!"

Old man Bai left fiercely.

"Junior brother, how many people are the other party? What does it look like?"

Qi Feng, who stopped, grabbed him and asked.

"There are men and women, and they all look young, a bit like a student."

After saying that to Qi Feng, the junior brother quickly ran to the training ground.

Qi Feng thought about it and then slowly followed them.

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Training ground

At this moment, the sound of practicing boxing in the field was gone, and the apprentices from the martial arts hall gathered to watch the excitement in the field.

"Dare to be an instructor at this level? It's really a misleading child."

There were five people who came to play the club, including four men and one woman. One of them looked the youngest and was almost as old as the apprentices in the martial arts club and shook his head disdainfully.

"What did you say?!"

A few meters away from him was a martial arts instructor who was constantly breathing heavily, named Song Wen, who was Qi Feng's senior brother. After hearing the other party's insults, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly and screamed in anger.

"Did you not hear what I said clearly? Or do you still want to be beaten?"

The boy sneered and pointed at him, looking proud.

The three men and one woman behind him did not respond to such provocative words from his companions. They all watched with a clear look and hugged their shoulders calmly.

The boy's words made Song Wen itch, but when he thought that he had just been angry and had been beaten by the boy in a few seconds, he swallowed the words he wanted to spit out, and his face turned red and looked very frustrated.

"Oh."

The boy looked at this and looked arrogantly across other instructors in the martial arts hall.

"A bunch of boys who have not grown all their hair dare to come to learn from others to kick the house? Who are you?"

"master!"

"master!"

As the main owner appeared, the five people who came to play the hall all looked at him.

...

A good show of kicking a kid is completely unfolded, and five young people and the martial arts people clashed verbally, but they never told the origin of themselves and others.

The man, led by the five young men, fought with Qi Feng's senior brother Chen Ming, and Chen Ming unfortunately lost, and he lost no more than twenty moves.

At this point, Old Man Bai was forced to choose to take action, but the result surprised the crowd in the martial arts hall - he lost!

Losing completely without any room for anything.

If you check the surveillance video in the martial arts hall, you can clearly see that although the young man who fought with him was not as exquisite as Old Man Bai’s moves, the speed and strength of the opponent were above Old Man Bai. He directly used his strength to break the trick. Old Man Bai’s hands trembled faintly and could not fight again.

Linghe Martial Arts Hall was disgraced, and the five guys who came to kick the hall left without making any requests.

As for Qi Feng?

He naturally had been silently a melon-eating crowd, witnessing the tears in Baishan's eyes, the angry but powerless appearance of the martial arts instructors, the arrogant back of the kickers, and the whispering expressions of the apprentices.

As for what he takes action?

Sorry, he is not working in the martial arts hall, what does the honor of the martial arts hall have to do with him? What does Old Man Bai's face have to do with him?

It’s not that he is unhuman, but that Old Man Bai talks about business with him.

It’s okay to turn the business, but it’s too dark. It costs 50,000 yuan to open your mouth, and even the robbery doesn’t come quickly.

Another thing is that he has decided to be vain before, maintain his open identity and life trajectory, and not show off his own dew, and practice his internal skills to the end.

Then, now it makes everyone surprised. Is that still reasonable? Isn't it slap yourself in the face?

Oh, even Bai Shan, the owner of the martial arts hall, can’t beat the kicker. You knocked him down as soon as you make a move?

Don’t say you can defeat easily or act harder, as long as you do this, the endless stream of questions will come.

Senior brother, when did you become so powerful?

Junior brother, what have you experienced these days?

Senior brother, you won’t have any adventures, right?

If that is the case, the news will spread. If someone is interested in investigating it in the future, it will be a big suspicion.

Qi Feng didn't want to turn things into that, and he didn't want to slap himself in the face and insult his IQ.

So, he chose to be a melon-eating crowd.

Just take a look, no one has died anyway. If someone really wants to die, they may consider taking action secretly.

He even felt that if he chose to take action, defeat the challenger, and save the face of the martial arts school, Old Man Bai would feel even more uncomfortable.

‘I really think I am the kind of stupid who is low-key in the novel, but in the end I am all kinds of high-profile brainless? No, it depends on the author’s IQ. Anyway, I encountered this kind of provocative plot, but I won’t get involved. I have no melons for everything...’

Thinking to his mind, Qi Feng said to the people in the martial arts hall, leaving the martial arts hall like other apprentices, and had no intention of staying to comfort the blow-off Old Man Bai.

Qi Feng returned home and continued to sell goods. When there was no one, he meditated and practiced.

Until evening, he locked the store door and walked out.

This time point is the time to go to the tavern and bar.

He is not a shaking maniac, nor does he have much money to catch girls, but he just acts according to his previous life rules.

What is the way to obtain information for a qualified intelligence dealer?

There was no large number of people helping to collect, and then there was a think tank helping to collect and analyze it in a unified way.

As the lowest third-rate intelligence businessman, everything needs to be self-reliant.

And where can the most collect information?

In addition to government agencies, there are only places where the three religions and all kinds of people gather together, and fish, dragon, and loach are mixed.

So, Qi Feng put a knife on his face, a black hood, and went straight to the bar.

Nightlife is a street with that kind of venue everywhere.

"Smith, are you here?"

When he saw Qi Feng, a man who was also a yellow-skinned man greeted him.

When Qi Feng saw that there was a free booth, he immediately walked over.

The man who greeted him was called Drizzt, which was not his real name.

It should be said that people in professions such as intelligence dealers, or similar professions, will not use their real names.

Like Qi Feng, Drizzt is both an intelligence dealer at the bottom. The two have the same choices. They often linger in such a messy place, collecting all the information they can collect and then selling it for money.

"The cheapest beer is just the condition."

Drizzt pointed to the wine on the table and got a bottle of it himself.

"Please drink someday."

Qi Feng took a bottle and opened it without hesitation.

"Come, respect life."

"To this terrible life."

Bang-

The two of them slapped the wine bottle and drank it all in one go.

They are all friends or friends, and they have finished talking a long time ago, so after touching a bottle, they both got up, swaying around with the bottle of wine, and at the same time they held their ears up.

However, one is that he is really collecting information and dare not let it go.

The other...is being mixed up.

"You little brother, please add a Feishu?"

From time to time, there are beautiful girls who can still wear makeup and discharge their eyes to Qi Feng, so they need to add Feishu account.

Feishu, the largest social platform on the Internet in this world.

Qi Feng, who was already very handsome, became more handsome after washing his meridians and marrow. With the blessing of internal strength, it is not surprising that he attracted some girls who only look at their appearance.

Qi Feng did not refuse like a young man who had never seen the world before. He added various accounts, threw the beer bottle at random, and then went to pick up the girls' wine.

This scene was seen by Drizzt. Drizzt felt a soreness on his nose, shook his head and continued to work.
Chapter completed!