Time passed by, and even a strong man like Wang Hu couldn't sustain such a punching speed.
While Gu Qingjiu was dodging, he saw the right moment and gave Wang Hu an uppercut.
audience:!!!
Gu Jinfu in the audience was so nervous that he clenched his fists with excitement:
"pretty!"
Wang Hu never expected that the seemingly weak little girl could be so strong?!
The punch came from bottom to top and hit his chin, causing Wang Hu to foam at the mouth and become a little distracted.
And just when he was briefly distracted, Gu Qingjiu punched him dozens of times, which looked exactly like the "Fuhu Fist" he used just now!!!
The punches were hard to the point of flesh, and each punch hit his solid chest.
It's just that Gu Qingjiu may also be tired. Although his speed is still the same, the force of his punches is not as strong as Wang Hu's just now.
Fortunately, he had reduced his strength, otherwise Wang Hu's ribs would have been completely broken at this moment.
It wasn't until Wang Hu fell to the ground and woke up after a long while that he vaguely heard that the referee had announced that the game was over.
Under the light, Gu Qingjiu stretched out a hand towards him and helped him up.
He stood up gratefully and looked around, but Liu Shiya had long been missing.
Wang Hu lowered his head with some sadness. Liu Shiya had just spoken so loudly and praised him so highly, but now he failed and the other party immediately abandoned him and left.
And he no longer dared to look at the pointing eyes of the audience.
Suddenly a hand patted his shoulder. Wang Hu turned his head in surprise. It turned out to be Gu Qingjiu:
"You are really strong. I can feel it from the battle just now. I hope I can fight like this with you next time!"
Gu Qingjiu's eyes were filled with starlight when she looked at him. This light and power also infected Wang Hu. He was a tall and strong young man about 1.9 meters tall, and he rarely blushed and was shy:
"I...it's nothing. I'm very happy to fight with you. I was wrong in the past and judged people by their appearance. You are really smart. You can learn my "Fuhu Fist" seven to eight points after just watching it once.
picture……"
When he was talking about fighting, he began to become more excited, and he was no longer as sad and reserved as before, and he began to talk to Gu Qingjiu incessantly.
But soon the jealous Gu Jinfu distanced the two of them, his eyes clearly saying - "What are you doing? This is my mother."
But he couldn't tell the truth of the matter to the public. He was so angry. He was even more angry when he saw Wang Hu's confused and incomprehensible look.
"Okay, Fourth Brother," it was Gu Mingxi who calmed down the awkward atmosphere appropriately. He stood among them and said to the referee: "Mr. Referee, now that the champion has been born, it's time to award the award, right?"
After all, for mothers, the glazed stone on the golden belt is what they really want.
"Oh, right," the referee finally came to his senses from the stiff atmosphere and said to Gu Qingjiu with the smile of a pregnant girl:
"Then please invite this champion lady to the Wubai Martial Arts Hall to receive your prize."
"Why aren't you here to receive the award?"
Gu Xizhi frowned and glanced around the audience. The woman who just now dared to openly call the mother-in-law, sir, is now unknown to where she is.
...He had a bad feeling.
"Ah, it's like this," the referee explained to them while rubbing his hands: "Because the golden belt that is the champion's prize is very valuable, the director of Wubai Martial Arts Gym personally manages it."
Then he whispered to a few people on the stage: "This is mainly because... you also know that this is a black market, with many people and many eyes. Once such valuable items are transported, it is very easy..."
Although he didn't finish speaking, everyone understood what he was going to say next.
After all, it is a pure gold belt, and it is inlaid with valuable glazed stones. It will naturally attract the abacus of some people in the black market.
In short, they are afraid of being stolen.
After Gu Qingjiu understood the whole story, he didn't say much.
It's just a matter of walking a few more steps and getting it in person.
——
After several people arrived at Wubai Martial Arts Hall.
But I found that there were many people inside and it was very lively.
"What's going on here?"
Gu Qingjiu led several people and finally squeezed through the martial arts hall to the living room where Jiang Zhe was.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Zhe who was almost collapsed.
"Mr. Jiang, what are you—"
Gu Qingjiu was a little confused, but subconsciously felt that something big had happened.
When Jiang Zhe saw that they were coming, his eyes instantly ignited with hope, but soon became timid and did not dare to look directly at them.
"It can't be that... the prize is lost, right?" Gu Mingxi is the most familiar with Jiang Zhe among these people. It is rare to see him showing such an expression unless he feels guilty, for example - the prize is stolen.
Jiang Zhe remained silent and then nodded.
"Have you checked the surveillance?"
Gu Qingjiu glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner of the room.
Since there is surveillance here, then the storage room where the prizes are kept should naturally have surveillance.
"I checked, but..." Jiang Zhe shook his head and said no more.
Obviously, nothing was found.
"Can you please let us see the surveillance video?"
Although Jiang Zhe didn't think he could see anything after watching it again, in a conscientious manner, since it was Gu Qingjiu, the owner of the golden belt, who asked to view the video, he naturally had no reason to refuse.
Then he led a few people to the monitoring room to investigate.
"The location of the storage room is relatively secret. There is only one door connected to my office."
Jiang Zhe called out a total of three surveillance cameras inside and outside the office and in the storage room.
The video shows that there was no sign of anyone coming or going in the hour before Jiang Zhe went to the house and discovered that the gold belt was stolen.
An hour ago, it was time for Jiang Zhe to enter the storage room and check that the gold belt was still there.
In other words, it is only possible that the thief committed the theft within this hour.
But how could there be no trace?
Gu Qingjiu played the video back and forth and asked thoughtfully: "Mr. Jiang, when was the golden belt handed over to you and kept by you?"
Jiang Zhe thought for a while: "This golden belt was originally jointly made by several martial arts schools. It was probably flown to me around early morning the night before yesterday. It was kept in the storage room for a whole day yesterday, and then it was kept until
I checked it just an hour ago."
Gu Qingjiu glanced at the time.
It is now half past eight in the evening, and Jiang Zhe discovered that the gold belt was missing at eight o'clock in the evening. In other words, the gold belt was stolen between seven and eight o'clock today, but there is another possibility...
An idea flashed through her mind.
"Mr. Jiang, did anyone enter the storage room yesterday?"
"There is no one except me," Jiang Zhe thought and shook his head: "Except for me getting off work at ten o'clock in the evening until six o'clock the next morning, I was not in the martial arts gym during this period, but the same,
Except for the security guards, no one else has entered the martial arts gym. At other times, every hour, I will go into the storage room to check the condition of the gold belt to ensure its safety."
