The man in the suit waited for her to finish speaking and replied:
"I can't tell you what the mission is yet. But if it's dangerous, I think you should already have the answer. Yes, it's life-threatening."
"Then I refuse. I'm here to study, not to work."
Zeng Shuai stood up.
The man in suit looked at him and said seriously:
"Are you sure you want to refuse?"
Zeng Shuai nodded, "My family is not short of money."
boom!
Zeng Shuai’s head exploded.
Blood spattered around, and some of it fell on Fan Luo's face.
The officer withdrew his pistol as if nothing had happened.
The scene was silent for a moment, and then screams started.
The man in a suit waved his hand and signaled the armed men to close the door. He looked at everyone and said coldly:
"Those who are favored by the textile factory cannot escape even if they die. Your family members have all received admission fees from our textile factory. I don't care whether the person receiving the money is a direct relative or a distant cousin. If you accept it, you will accept it. This is an indisputable fact. Those who refuse to do things after receiving money will have to pay a heavy price."
The man in a suit flipped through a stack of resumes on the stage, picked up the one belonging to Zeng Shuai and looked at it for a few times, then looked at the ponytail lady who had previously sent them the contract.
"Zeng Shuai's father opened a garment factory in the western suburbs of Tokura City. Soon you will see on the news that he was beaten to death by angry workers because he owed workers wages. His mother was a teacher. He just slipped and fell. Oh, he also has a two-year-old brother, who should be able to sell for a good price."
After saying that, the man in the suit looked calmly at the silent conference room.
"Is anyone still refusing to serve a textile mill?"
The students here are all ordinary people. Zeng Shuai is the only one with the best family conditions. But this man who dared to refuse the textile factory has been killed in a tragic manner.
"I've already signed it."
Fan Luo shook the employment contract.
"very good."
The man in the suit smiled, and the ponytail lady walked over and took the contract.
"Can I leave now? I want to go to dinner."
Fan Luo asked.
"Okay, you can leave now. Please keep your mobile phone open. We will contact you one hour before the mission is carried out. By the way, you can only live in the school for the time being. You can apply for a single dormitory. Well, I suggest you apply. Single dormitory, because the task may happen at night. School starts in two days, you can choose to continue the class, it doesn’t matter if you don’t go, don’t worry, the credits will not be deducted.”
Fan Luo nodded to express his understanding. Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, he opened the meeting door and walked out.
The officer kept watching Fan Luo leave, and couldn't help but smile, showing a ferocious smile.
"Aren't you still signing? Aren't you hungry?"
The man in the suit looked back at the remaining forty-one students.
Everyone was shocked and quickly signed their names.
...
Fan Luo returned to the dormitory.
Only Li Bingqi was still playing games in the dormitory.
Liu Wenwen and Chen Jun have both returned home. There are four people in the dormitory. Only Chen Jun is not a native of Tokura City.
Fan Luo said hello, picked up his laptop and went directly to the roof.
On the platform, Fan Luo squatted on the ground, watching the video of the successor of Tang Wa Zhengquan punching slowly, trying hard to concentrate.
This time, he didn't practice following the video.
Instead, quietly watch the person in the video demonstrate.
Today's textile factories put a lot of pressure on him.
Although he didn't show it, he already had a strong sense of urgency in his heart.
All this is because I am too weak.
At this time, he had completely given up on searching for new martial arts on the Internet. He finally understood that there were profound differences in martial arts. Any martial arts school with real skills could not unconditionally combine the most essential core of its own school.
, put it on the Internet for people to learn for free.
And what's even more strange is that he has never seen any martial arts related to weapons on the Internet, not even any showy routines of a performance nature.
There are no sword skills or stick skills at all.
Even if I occasionally see one, it is just for fun and has no label of martial arts.
Looking back now, Fan Luo has a feeling that the third generation successor of Tangwa Zhengquan may not have deleted the video because he was humiliated by the barrage.
Fan Luo saw patience and calmness in the opponent, and he showed calmness and aura when exerting his strength. How would such an accomplished martial arts practitioner be humiliated by a barrage and then delete the teaching video?
Maybe, Fan Luo doesn't have enough brain power to guess anything.
He gave up all other martial arts, except Tang Wa Zhengquan.
It has been almost a hundred days since I started practicing.
He knew that he had finally reached the threshold of this boxing technique.
I watched the video over and over again several times.
Fan Luo closed his eyes.
A shadow in my mind was practicing boxing skills.
When Shadow finished practicing the fifth punch with that weird posture, the picture in his mind changed, as if someone had pressed the back button, and the characters' movements were reversed.
In an instant, a set of flowing and stylish boxing skills showed him his true face.
A slight smile appeared on Fan Luo's lips.
I see!
This is the real Tang Wa Zhengquan!
No wonder I haven’t been able to get started after practicing for so long.
No wonder the posture is so weird. It turns out that this boxing technique is done backwards.
The beginning is already the end.
The end is the beginning.
Did you hide it so deeply, but it was eventually discovered, so you had no choice but to delete the video?
The water in the martial arts world is very deep!
Fan Luo reached out and pressed it, and the notebook was closed.
He stretched his waist, stepped forward, and performed the final finishing move in the video.
Then, one move after another, he slowly struck out.
Every movement should be coordinated with breathing.
Inhale and return your hand.
Exhale and close your hips.
Keep your breath and move your energy.
After punching out, the air crackled with a crisp sound.
Fan Luo smiled slightly.
Because there is a new skill on the skill bar of the character panel.
Skill:
1. Sword Intent, the realm of swordsmanship in the outer universe [Transcendental to Sainthood], because it is rejected by the current universe, only the purest Sword Intent is retained.
2. Tangwa Zhengquan (not yet started).
Although I haven't gotten started and can't immediately improve my proficiency, at least this boxing method has been recognized by the practice room.
This is enough.
Fan Luo continued to practice. Step by step, he slowly punched the Tang Wa Zhengquan against the entire set.
Those original weird postures, constipated breathing, and inexplicable rhythm of charging punches were all corrected with the reverse training.
He performed a set of majestic and powerful boxing techniques. When he inhaled, he was like a cow drinking, when he exhaled, it was like a muffled thunder, and when he came out, he was drinking loudly.
After finishing a set of punches, Fan Luo was sweating all over.
The blood flow circulates throughout the body and feels very comfortable.
"Cool!"
Fan Luo shouted loudly, feeling so excited for the first time.
This set of Tangwa Zhengquan is a real martial art.