"What, what?" The fat man suddenly stuttered a little. He was sure that he was not stupid and that he must have heard correctly.
Mu Fan then repeated seriously under the fat man's gaze, "I should be able to do this action too."
After saying that, Mu Fan stood up and walked towards the training ground with the fat man looking up at him.
Standing still, with a body like a tree, he raised his right leg, then lowered it suddenly, stepped forward with his left leg very quickly, and then suddenly turned his body sideways in a way that violated the laws of physics. During the process of almost reverse twisting of his waist, his right leg pierced the night sky like lightning.
, when the afterimage had not dissipated, Fatty only felt the ground almost shake, like a heavy kick from an ancient mammoth. When the sound wave reached his mind, Fatty was still looking at the kicked and exploded body blankly.
Wooden pile, my jaw hasn't even had time to close.
After a brief period of silence, "Ah!!~ Master, accept me as your disciple!!" The fat man burst out with a power that was completely inconsistent with his body, and suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Mu Fan like a cannonball.
When Mu Fan was wondering whether to use his palms or feet to stop the fat man's momentum, the fat man was already kneeling down more than two meters away from Mu Fan, sliding forward to Mu Fan's legs as if he were pushing down a mountain.
Hug him! He raised his head and howled loudly.
"This is not true. I can actually see the action in the video, brother! Accept me as your disciple!" When the fat man, who had never been exposed to violence in his life, saw this action appearing in front of his eyes, if he hadn't confirmed it,
When the boy and I were watching the sky news just now, we almost thought he was the Dark Right Foot.
I met a master today and I have to behave better. The fat man no longer cared about anything else and concentrated on holding Mu Fan's thigh, not caring about Mu Fan's twitching facial muscles.
He still owes me a tip of 500... He still owes me a tip of 500... Mu Fan tried hard to control himself from kicking the fat man away, silently reciting the most attractive number in his mind.
"Master, accept me as your disciple!" The fat man didn't howl this time.
When he saw Mu Fan's cold eyes looking at his hands holding his thighs, the fat man couldn't help but subconsciously retracted his hands. However, before Mu Fan could withdraw his legs, he firmly grabbed Mu Fan's trousers.
, as if it would fly away as soon as you let go.
"Why do you say that?" Mu Fan didn't realize how much his behavior had shocked this well-informed fat man.
Brother, you really don’t know that that action can be done by human beings? If you continue to pretend that I believe you, you are a fool. The fat man cursed in his heart while looking at Mu Fan flatteringly and said: "I can do that action anyway.
I have never seen a master, accept me as your disciple, I will definitely obey you."
"Not interested" Mu Fan gently pulled back his leg.
"Master, great god!! Accept me as your disciple, I can endure hardships very much." Seeing Mu Fan's humble master look, Fatty became anxious, fearing that the master would leave if he was not satisfied.
"Let's go PO Battle.net together. We will definitely become famous." Fatty saw that Mu Fan was still showing little interest. He couldn't help but became anxious and yelled directly: "Teacher, teacher, please accept me as your disciple. I don't want any pocket money. Please respect me."
Pay tuition to the teacher!”
Mu Fan's ears suddenly stood up, "Tuition fees? You still owe me 500 tips, don't try to get away with it." He thought that this scheming fat man was going to treat his tips as tuition fees for himself, and he was a little angry.
"Give it, I'll give it all, and I'll give you extra tuition."
"How much?" Mu Fan reacted very quickly at this time, and then touched his nose in embarrassment, "But I have nothing to teach you. I don't know these moves, and I just learned them from that video." Mu Fan has always been honest.
, even though the tuition fee sounded quite tempting, he still told the fat man in front of him truthfully.
"It's okay, it's okay! If I don't learn that move, I won't be able to learn it even if you teach me." The fat man shook his head like a rattle. He didn't even think about it.
"Master, no, Teacher Master, come and play PO battles with me in the Internet cafe." Fatty looked at Mu Fan sincerely. Under the special training of Master, in a few days, he would definitely make everyone in the class' jaws drop and make them
If you still dare to laugh at me, Fatty is already slapping Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.
"But... I don't know how to play PO Battle.net." Mu Fan became even more confused.
"It's okay, I'll teach you!"
"I don't have tuition."
"I'll pay you the tuition. Master, just come with me." The fat man answered twice in a row. He could see that he was definitely a hidden master. If he was hit by his own luck, he must hug his thighs tightly.
This kind of opportunity is something we only dream of, thank you dad, thank you Uncle Wu.
"Uh, let's forget it." Mu Fan hesitated but refused. The first priority now is making money. How can he have so much time to think about other things.
"What's wrong, Master!" Fatty was really about to cry. The chance for his mecha to break through the Silver 1-star barrier lies with this silent master in front of him.
"I still need to work to make money, and I am quite satisfied with this job." Mu Fan thought of the free nutritious meals in the canteen and was quite satisfied.
"How much is your daily salary?" The fat man stood up and asked.
"500 star coins, keep all tips for yourself." Mu Fan answered truthfully.
"Master, I will be here for the next half month. I will apply for a high-level VIP later and designate you as a sparring partner. I will tip you an extra 1,000 star coins every day. You and I will come to PO Battle.net, okay?" Fatty said.
After thinking about it, he rarely spoke formally to Mu Fan.
"Okay." Mu Fan agreed decisively and quickly. If you don't make this kind of money, you won't make it in vain.
"Tomorrow I will bring the optical brain as a gift to you as a apprenticeship ceremony." Fatty knew Mu Fan's difficulties and offered it on his own initiative.
"No, I will buy it myself." Mu Fan would not accept gifts from others without any reason.
"Don't be too busy to refuse. You can pay me back when you have money in the future. You will also need it to enter the PO battle network. You can log in when you go home with your optical computer." The fat man considered it quite comprehensively.
"Well, okay, I don't want the tip anymore. Just treat it as my repayment of your money. I'll replenish it for you later." After hesitating for a moment, Mu Fan said firmly.
"No, okay, if you have the money, you can give it to me." The fat man opened his mouth to reply, "No," and saw the determination in Mu Fan's eyes and wisely stopped.
Can a person who can perform the actions of a diamond 5-star fighting master be an ordinary person? Fat brother, I have a keen eye for gold. Hum, this is my secret weapon. After half a month, I will make all of you jaw-dropped.
Let you laugh at my brother for being fat, let you laugh at my "lemon balloon", this time I have a helper, just wait.
"Also, my name is Mu Fan. You don't need to call me anything else." Mu Fan can't read other people's hearts, but he is sensitive by nature and can see the sincerity in the fat man's eyes. This fat man doesn't have the richness in him.
He had an annoying demeanor, and he didn't look at himself as superior to others, nor did he look at him with a look of ridicule or contempt.
Our Young Master Harry was a little startled when he saw Mu Fan say this to him. He has always had low self-esteem because of his body shape. He is usually immersed in the virtual world, and his social circle is getting smaller and smaller, almost becoming an otaku. However, at this time, the eyes
There was excitement rising, "My, my name is Harry, master, no, Mu Fan, hello."
The fat man stretched out his right hand anxiously.
Mu Fan lightly punched his palm.
The figures of the two teenagers froze in an instant, and a kind of ambition sprouted in the fat man's heart, whether it was for the future... or friendship... or a dream!