"Ghost King Da!"

"You can just call me Ada." Ghost King Da said with a smile on his face to please him.

Fu Qiu just glanced at him: "What are your plans next?"

Gui Wangda smiled and said directly: "I have basically practiced martial arts to the end, and I have made a lot of money over the years. Next, I plan to open another grocery store and maintain a martial arts gym at the same time. Let's see

Can we find a suitable successor?"

Fu Qiu nodded. This was similar to the original trajectory. It seemed that this guy's plan was to break his legs.

Broken Leg reluctantly complied with his wishes, and with a suitable name, quit completely.

Fu Qiu then asked: "I plan to open a martial arts gym, are you interested in becoming a coach? The scale of my martial arts gym is definitely larger than yours, and it will be easier for you to find suitable successors."

"But...I'm not very good at teaching ordinary people."

Ghost King Da was a little hesitant. He was only suitable to teach geniuses, and to teach geniuses suitable for his lineage.

Fu Qiu shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I have my own arrangements."

A coach who can teach people is a good coach, but a coach who can beat people is also very valuable.

Even the latter is more important!

Opening a martial arts gym, or a chain of martial arts gyms to be precise, stemmed from his experience with Feng Yuxiu in his previous life.

The follow-up will also include organizing various series of professional boxing matches to organize, promote and make money.

Moreover, Fu Qiu could also communicate with various experts and learn from them in the process.

To be honest, in Fu Qiu's opinion, the business model of martial arts schools in this era is relatively backward. Whether it is positioning, promotion, or making money, it is very average.

…

In the evening, Fu Qiu was eating fish balls at a roadside food stall when he suddenly saw a familiar face and couldn't help but smile.

It was a woman in a white suit, very heroic, standing next to the phone booth.

He just wanted to come up and strike up a conversation.

Not far away, there was a sexy woman wearing a black short skirt, heavy makeup, and dressed up, standing at the entrance of a somewhat dim street.

She waved her arms to the people passing by, looking like a street girl.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a suit, tie, and glasses came forward to ask for the price.

"Hey, miss, do you know what the price is?"

The sexy woman glanced at him charmingly: "Then it depends on what you want to do?"

"Of course it's a full set, including the night, who told you to look so sexy?" the middle-aged man said, wanting to make a few jokes.

The next moment, four or five people rushed over from all directions, and the woman in the white suit was one of them.

"What are you doing?" The middle-aged man was startled.

The heroic woman in a white suit looked at him coldly and showed her police card.

"Don't move, Royal Hong Kong Police. I am arresting you now for instigating others for immoral purposes in public places."

The middle-aged man still wanted to quibble: "Who said that? Is there any evidence?"

"Of course there is evidence! I am the witness!"

The woman in a black short skirt stood up, a police card appeared in her hand, and said plausibly: "You molested the police, you will be punished with an additional penalty!"

The middle-aged man felt that he had been wronged more than ever before, and shouted: "You are just fishing for law enforcement, and I will not admit it."

"If you don't admit it, it won't count. As long as the judge admits it, it will be fine."

Several male police officers touched the middle-aged man and prepared to force him back to the police station.

Fishing with female police officers is a basic operation of the police, and no one with experience will be fooled.

Not far away, Fu Qiu witnessed such a fishing law enforcement with his own eyes. He couldn't help but feel sorry for his middle age.

There are too many scammers and they are all tricks.

Shaking his head, he picked up a drink, crossed the road and walked towards the roadside stall on the other street.

Peng!

Under Fu Qiu's intentional or unintentional steps, he collided with the heroic female police officer, and the drink in his hand spilled all over the floor.

"Excuse me!"

Cheng Xiaodong took a step back and saw Fu Qiu, whose shirt was wet, apologized quickly.

Fu Qiu stood firm, waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I did it on purpose."

Cheng Xiaodong frowned: "What do you mean?"

Fu Qiu smiled: "It's not interesting. I want you to remember me."

Looking at the man in front of him, Cheng Xiaodong shook his head: "I'm sorry, I have no plans to marry my husband and raise my children for the time being."

"It doesn't matter. Everyone has the right to pursue their ideal life. My name is Fu Qiu. How about making a friend?"

Fu Qiu stretched out his hand.

Cheng Xiaodong also stretched out his hand and shook it slightly.

"My name is Cheng Xiaodong. As you can see, I am a policeman."

Fu Qiu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You are very suitable to be a policeman."

"How to say?"

Fu Qiu smiled and said: "You are very handsome and you are suitable for a career in sports. Moreover, I guarantee that you will definitely improve the appearance of all police officers in Hong Kong."

Cheng Xiaodong smiled softly: "Thank you for the compliment. Okay, I'm leaving."

Fu Qiu waved his hand: "See you later."

On the other side, several policemen whispered: "Did you see that the man just talked to the boss, and the boss actually laughed."

The policewoman in black skirt glanced at them, looking at Fu Qiu's back with stars in her eyes.

"My parents are so handsome. If it were me, I would laugh out loud. My boss is too reserved."

…

Weekend, in the park.

Fu Qiu and Zhong Guoqiang were roasting meat, while Mary was flying a kite beside them.

"Sorry, I'm late."

At this time, a young man wearing a leather jacket came over and apologized.

Fu Qiu looked at his face, which was very similar to Zhong Guoqiang, and said, "Who is this?"

Zhong Guoqiang smiled and introduced: "This is my cousin, Peng Yixing, whose English name is Rick. He just graduated this year."

Then he introduced to Peng Yixing: "This is Mary's boyfriend, my former colleague, Fu Qiu, whose English name is Chris."

Fu Qiu smiled and stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "Hello, Mr. Peng."

Peng Yixing also smiled: "Chris, just call me Rick."

When they shook hands, Peng Yixing didn't feel anything was wrong at all, but Fu Qiu paid attention.

Because, he could clearly feel the calluses on the tiger's mouth and the familiar shape. This was definitely a hand that had practiced shooting for many years.

"Ah Xing, I heard that you won the first place in the college shooting competition again. That's great!" Zhong Guoqiang said.

Peng Yixing shook his head: "These competitions have no technical content. I have signed up for the Hong Kong Shooting Competition, hoping to find some qualified opponents."

"By the way, cousin, how does it feel to be a priest?"

Zhong Guoqiang nodded: "Very good, it probably feels similar to how you hold a gun."

"That's really good."

Fu Qiu listened to the exchange between the two, thought for a while and finally labeled the cousin in front of him - Gun King.

This guy is the villain in Gun King, a top shooter who, after a bloody shooting, gradually became dissatisfied with shooting competitions and began to seek the thrill of shooting real people.

"I'm also interested in shooting. Can Rick give me some advice?"

Peng Yixing smiled heartily: "Of course, I am currently teaching in a shooting gallery. If you have time, you can come to me."

Fu Qiu nodded, and at this time Mary finally ran over with the kite in hand.

"Wow, cousin Rick, long time no see."

Peng Yixing smiled: "Cousin, you are really discerning. The boyfriend you find is so handsome."
Chapter completed!