The Last Mecha

Chapter 95 Bathroom, Promise

"You guy, I told you several times not to be a hero, and then ignored my words, so brave. His high whip kick is not considered a high whip kick. When his kick hits your middle door , You have already lost, look at your nosebleed man, admit it when you lose, what's the point of holding on, it's not a life-and-death struggle, is there only chicken legs in your head!"

In the infirmary, Cao Zhiwen, who was wrapped in a towel on his head, drooped his head, and was being taught by Li Yaotian who was pointing at his nose.

"That's all." Li Yaotian twitched his lips, "I originally wanted to bring you to see the world, to show myself, as much as I have, and Jiang Mulin looks forward to that kid named Wu Gou very much."

"Give me another chance, I can beat it."

Cao Zhiwen grabbed his thigh fiercely, as if he was not convinced that he was successfully attacked by the flying kick.

"Forget it, if you do it a hundred times again, you're no match for him. If you're close, you won't be able to feel your blood on the stage, but we can see it clearly off the stage. His reaction is more sensitive than yours, and his speed is faster than yours. , the brain is smarter than you, beat him? Why don’t you go home and sell barbecued pork.”

Li Yaotian let out a cold gasp, "That kid didn't even catch his breath from the beginning to the end."

"Shhhhh-"

Pillars of hot water are poured on the head, and droplets of particle size are produced on the ground. A large puff of white gas rises like a cloud of smoke, covering the field of vision. The smell of high-end Western-made soap diffuses in the small shower room, and there are pools of water all over the floor. There are colorful bubbles floating in the water, flowing with the water.

The Jiangsong Martial Art Museum is naturally equipped with matching shower equipment. The user experience is better than the tiger stove with two copper plates. Constant and sensitive hot water, soft bamboo slippers, and soap that does not hurt the skin. Enjoyed it.

There was a white towel hanging on his shoulders, and crystal drops of water slowly slid down the curves of the muscles on his arms. He had just put on his shirt and trousers, and the wet bangs were still sticking to the center of his brows. Shrank suddenly.

Wu Gou turned his head abruptly, his right hand subconsciously clenched and ready to swing out.

Then, as if the broad palm had been predicted in advance, it easily grasped his joints, and then let it go gently.

"Next time, you should shake your fist while turning your head. If you turn your head first, your hand will be slow, and it will be difficult for others to react."

The middle-aged man with a round face in front of him said with a smile, sporadic foam stuck to his head after the mist blew away.

"Jiang Mu. Master Jiang."

Wu Gou suddenly took two steps back subconsciously, and with an embarrassing tone, he looked at the man in front of him vigilantly with his eyes, like a wild cat with no relatives.

"No need, just call me Master Jiang, do you want to eat maltose? It's sweet."

As Jiang Mulin said, he took out a new brown paper bag from his arms, and sent the milky white candy to his mouth with a peaceful expression.

Wu Gou hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"Your father is a miner under Zijin Mining, right?"

Jiang Mulin asked, not caring that the young man in front of him didn't accept his kindness.

"kindness."

"My ancestors have military status. Your grandfather served as the general flag. When the Breton warship first exchanged fire with Daxia, he made great contributions."

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Wu Gou didn't answer any more. There was some doubt in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why this man knew his family situation so clearly.

Jiang Mulin smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand and swayed the four fingers gently.

"Come, come, sit. Don't be nervous, I just want to chat with you. I know all the family backgrounds of the 39 people who will be in the six competitions. After all, it is a matter of recruiting apprentices, so don't be careless."

Wu Gou rolled his eyes twice, and finally responded, and sat down on the wooden bench at a distance of two people from the martial arts master.

"That day, did you fight with my apprentice named Du Lanyue on purpose?" Jiang Mulin's words made the young man in front of him almost jump up in shock, and he immediately smiled, "It's okay, I'm just asking, young man Fighting in the street is nothing, Xingyimen won't do anything because a disciple loses. It's a good thing to be smart, if you tell the truth, I don't blame you."

Wu Gou breathed a sigh of relief, and finally admitted: "If I don't do this, I don't know how else I can get the invitation."

"What is the reason why you want to qualify for the six competitions so much?"

"I--"

"I'll listen to the truth, don't tell lies."

"Actually." Wu Gou scratched his head, "Actually, it's for money. I heard people say that if you become a disciple of Xingyimen, you will have a lot of money."

"What do you want money for?"

"My mother has been ill for several years, and she has no money to cure her. There are older sisters and younger brothers at home."

"Simple reason, I still want to know, has anyone taught you martial arts? It was passed down from your grandparents?"

"My father taught a few simple skills, but he himself is not very good. But there was a beggar in the shanty in the potion, I gave him an egg, and taught me how to stretch his legs for three days. I don't know that. does it count."

"Oh? That doesn't count. I think you must fight a lot, right?"

"I used to scavenge."

"Scavenging?"

"It's just picking up trash. The family can't open the pot, and my mother can't die of illness like this. I can only find ways to make money. This is all I can do. Picking up trash is not easy. Many people will grab it from you, and someone will occupy the good trash. Heap, someone will rob you of the treasure you managed to find, I have no choice but to fight them hard, if I don't fight, my mother will die and my family will collapse."

"That's it." Jiang Mulin took a breath after hearing this, and put away the kraft paper bag in his arms, "How is your mother now?"

"It's getting worse. The doctor said that it might not last half a year, and he wanted to treat her with rice soup. My father beat her away. Domestic medicine can't save her. I want to earn money to take her abroad to see a doctor. I heard it's not good. Bianren's medicine is very powerful."

Wu Gou lowered his head, his dark eyes were opaque under the lamplight.

"That's it." Jiang Mulin said, sticking his thick fingers into his bosom, and took out a small porcelain bottle with blue patterns, "Then let's make an agreement."

"Agreement?"

"You get through the six competitions, leave your mother's business to me, I heard that Lawson Heavy Industries has a medical device that claims to be able to cure all diseases. Money is nothing to Xingyimen."

"Really?"

Wu Gou suddenly raised his head, the look in his eyes at that moment was comparable to the morning sun.

"However, it must be after you beat the six competitions and become my apprentice. There are millions of poor people in the world, and it is impossible for me to distribute my kindness to everyone."

Jiang Mulin stared straight into Wu Gou's eyes, and spoke without hesitation.

The young man met his eyes and nodded heavily, but his half-immature face was harder than iron.

"I'll call you."

(End of this chapter)