After much persuasion, Gu Le, who was bored, finally believed the old Master and agreed to follow him to test the truth. ([].)

"I tell you, this is for everyone's safety, and it is a righteous act!" The old master was obviously moved by himself: "I smiled at the sky with my own sword and went to discuss the two knots of Kunlun!"

"It's stay..." Gu Le corrected his mistake while yawning. He unilaterally understood the behavior of Lao Fuzi as a confusion. If he hadn't been bored, he would never have followed the other party to tide this muddy water.

Pan Hongsheng gradually appeared in the sight of the two, looking careless. Gu Le waved his hands as soon as he saw it: "Forget it, I'm so bored. I actually did such a boring thing with you! I'm back! Dota!"

"You are so scared, aren't you? Just letting you test it, you're scared like this?" The old master was a little angry: "Forget it, forget it if you don't go! I'm not just for myself, we are for the safety verification of all teachers and students in the school! If he is really that dangerous person, we don't know one day if we offend him accidentally, maybe he will be killed..."

"I think you have a brain disease. Who cares about you? Do you need to verify it?" Gu Le sighed and patted the old master on the shoulder: "Do you need a girlfriend..."

"Look at it, I'll prove it to you now!" The old master's chest was undulating violently, and he walked towards Pan Hongsheng with his eyes closed!

Gu Le put one hand in his mouth and whispered in a daze: "Don't go, that guy is not easy to mess with! Are you stupid if you dare to fight with the whole class?"

But the old father and son seemed to be moved by the reasons he knitted for himself. He felt that he was a brave man who shouldered the safety of all teachers and students in the school.

Every little person has his own ideal, and everyone has a little Ultraman hidden in their hearts. Although the old master wears glasses and looks like a little chicken, he has a little superman in his heart.

He is about to be a senior, but he lacks presence. Sometimes he even suspects that apart from this Gu Le, who is similar to his odor, if you find a second person to say his name, no one will remember him.

He has no characteristics, is not outstanding in height, is a little timid and doesn't like to talk. Sometimes he really feels that even if he suddenly disappears one day, no one will notice it.

Maybe some people like this feeling, but they don't.

The old master's eyes behind his thick glasses were glaring round. The number of breaths he breathed suddenly increased every minute, and every cell in his body was trembling slightly...

Pan Hongsheng was yawning at this time, holding a magazine with a cover of the model in his hand, and the model was very hot and took a clever posture to cover up the vital parts, which looked very tempting.

The old master's nervous look and the endless posture made Gu Leye's family hiding beside him nervous, and his palms were sweating unconsciously.

Pan Hongsheng slowly got closer and closer... It seemed that his attention was focused on the magazine in his hand, and he sighed from time to time: "Oh! He has a really good figure..."

The old master suddenly turned around and felt that he was taking risks with his life. At the moment when he was about to meet Pan Hongsheng, he suddenly felt that his behavior was stupid.

"And! I really don't have any seeds." Although Gu Le was a little disappointed, he was also glad that the old master did not do anything stupid. He stood up from behind and walked over to comfort the old master, but when he saw the other party suddenly turned around, with a happy expression on his face, he rushed towards Pan Hongsheng fiercely!

"Bang!" The book in Pan Hongsheng's hand fell to the ground, and there was a sewage puddle on the ground, soaking the magazine in an instant.

"Oh--" The old master felt that he was having a big time. At this moment, he seemed to smell the tomb...

"It's over!" Gu Le, hiding in the dark, covered his mouth with his hands and exclaimed like an actress in a Hong Kong film: "Old Master, you...why are you... that..."

"I'm sorry." Pan Hongsheng didn't go to pick up the magazine. He glanced at the old master indifferently, turned around and left.

"Ah?" The old master was ready to sacrifice his life for justice, but was confused by the scene that happened in front of him.

"What!" Gu Le came out from behind the grass and kicked the old master hard: "This is what you said, the devil king who kills without blinking? You are so interesting! I think they are quite normal, but you, there are so many problems with the divine nagging recently. I suspect you are deliberately playing tricks on me! Humph! I had known that I had been with them all night, so boring you!"

The old master was speechless and stayed there for a long time before he recovered: "No! This must be his protection! This must be a concealment!" The old master's curiosity was even more picked up, and he was determined to thoroughly check Pan Hongsheng's details!

Pan Hongsheng did not realize that the alumni wearing glasses had already set his sights on him. He was now thinking about how to help the Gaojiawu Pavilion gain a foothold in the capital.

There are many soldiers in the capital, especially in Daxing. The martial arts store market is mixed with fish and dragons, and many of them are deceived and cheated, but there are also some people with real materials.

The opening of Gaojia Martial Arts Hall will definitely alarm them.

He asked Zhang Bowen to collect information from the martial arts hall on the West Street, but he was shocked when he searched! The small West Street was on the city map, which was a place with a larger sesame seeds. Unexpectedly, it was surrounded by more than a dozen martial arts halls! Among these martial arts halls, there are taekwondo, karate, and fake Jeet Kune Do, Yong, Tai Chi, Hongquan, etc.

According to Zhang Bowen's knowledge, most of these martial arts halls are made of two swords, especially those Taekwondo halls, which are just one or two nine-rate players who are good at fists and feet. The level is not enough, but the price is very expensive.

Those counterfeit Jeet Kune Do is even more outrageous. Not only does it have nothing to do with Jeet Kune Do, but the facilities inside are also dilapidated and extremely simple. According to Zhang Bowen's on-site inspection, there are only a few hanging homemade sandbags in a martial arts hall, plus a few mats, all of which are all. In this case, there are also a few silly people wearing glasses who look like college students who are serious about practicing on the mat.

The final conclusion was that there were only the Yongwu Pavilion in the middle of West Street, Hongquan Wushu Pavilion and Baguazhang, which were quite well-known. These martial arts Pavilions have real successors to teach, and the facilities can be taken out.

Pan Hongsheng was a little anxious. How could this small place with a palm-sized place on the West Street afford so many martial arts schools? In fact, the bad things are broken by those who cheat under the banner of martial arts schools. These people have no level but have a shameless face to open the store to accept disciples, which is abusing people's children and ruining people tirelessly.

He knew very well that the level of Gaojia Martial Arts Hall was definitely dozens of times better than these "pheasant martial arts halls"! But... the wine is also afraid of the deep alley! The domestic martial arts hall market is actually easy to mix. No matter whether you have any kung fu or not, the bulls will be bragging first, and then a few buddies and brothers will rent a place to buy some cheap equipment and live together. Even if it is seen that they don't have real kung fu? The tuition has been paid, you like to learn or not, and I can still recruit new students after you leave. These middle school students, elementary school students, college students, all entered the martial arts hall with various ideals. When they left, they left without any gains.

During lunch, he chatted with a few buddies in the same dormitory. Of course, he used a tactful way to say that one of his relatives opened a martial arts school in Beijing, but was robbed of business by a miscellaneous and fake martial arts school.

Ma Xiaofeng seemed to know something. He said that this kind of pheasant martial arts school is nepotism with the local management department, otherwise it would have been banned long ago, and any industry actually has parasites.

"Yes..." Pan Hongsheng looked at the plate of fish-flavored pork shreds in front of him and was stunned. These parasites are everywhere, suppressing people with real materials everywhere. It is not just a martial arts industry?

"I should kick the kid!" Li He teared a piece of braised pork ribs from his mouth and said in a vague way: "I haven't seen those martial arts schools in the TV series in the movies. You always look at me and I don't like you. I think something is wrong with you and I will take people to challenge you. That's so imposing!"

Li He was just joking, but everyone laughed, only Pan Hongsheng's eyes were shining faintly. He felt a little embarrassed: "Hey? Hongsheng, are you really planning to do this?"

"To be honest, that's right!" Pan Hongsheng smiled a little hideously: "This is actually a good idea. As the saying goes, "There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and you don't have the ability to see the truth on the ring with one punch and one kick! These bugs have eaten enough in recent years, so it's time for them to vomit something!"

Pan Hongsheng was happy to eat two more bowls of rice. After eating, he felt a little tired and yawned loudly.

"You're sleepy, go back to the dormitory and have a sleep. It's tight at noon, so it's inconvenient to go back and forth." Eunuch Chen pointed at Ma Xiaofeng and said angrily: "After you rented a house, this ** also rented a house. Now I don't know how many good women have collapsed."

"Go and go, don't talk nonsense, all my true love." Ma Xiaofeng seemed to have recovered his vitality from the last bitter love, and his eyes became terrible again: "The girls and I are both very serious and very pure male-female relationships."

Pan Hongsheng hasn't returned to the dormitory for a long time. He and Ma Xiaofeng are missing here, which seems much spacious than before. Eunuch Chen and Li He actually installed three desktop computers in their extra locations. The computer was not turned off, and the interface was still on the battle platform.

"Now you are gone, I have a serious lack of sleep..." Eunuch Chen complained with resentment: "These two guys are so perverted! I have to say that they are satisfied with one phone. I forced me to get one... Now we turn on the dota during the day and night, and only sleep for four hours a day... My skin has wrinkles..."

"Don't play too hard," Pan Hongsheng was a little excited when he saw the street, but his sleeping strongly. He said vaguely: " Staying up too late will cause prostatitis..."

"Really?" When everyone reacted and asked, Pan Hongsheng was already lying on the bed of Eunuch Chen, and fell asleep. [For the latest chapters of this book, please search for 138 Kanshu.com (13800100.com) to read without pop-ups]//Dear! If you think this site is good, please remember this site to help promote it! This site is!

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