I was caught fishing at work, and I dragged the female CEO into the water with my backhand.

In the woods.

The two stood facing each other, more than ten meters apart.

Qin Xun's right arm hung at his side, holding the bank card between his fingertips, looking at Jing Wu opposite him.

His boxing stance is very particular.

Advance to attack, retreat to defend.

It is a conservative gesture to test the opponent's strength.

Qin Xun asked.

"My master lost to your master Zhi... Zhi... Zhi..."

Quiet reminder.

"Zhikong."

"Oh!" Qin Xun laughed, "That's what mentally retarded means."

Jingwu shouted angrily.

"presumptuous!"

The Clay Buddha was also a little angry. When he heard his master being insulted, he naturally had to step forward as a disciple. He rubbed the ground with his right foot and took a fierce step forward.

Suddenly, sand and leaves flew everywhere, and a mud ditch appeared on the ground.

"Today, I, a humble monk, have the audacity to teach you, an unworthy disciple, a lesson on behalf of Senior Liu!"

Qin Xun glanced at the ditch on the ground and said.

"Since you mentioned my master, I will give you a favor."

"I'll tell you how I'm going to attack, and you defend well."

He raised his right hand and fiddled with the bank card with his fingertips.

"I'll count to three, and when I get to one I'll shoot the bank card towards your right earlobe, barely scratching the skin."

"I only saw red marks, but no blood stains."

"It's the same old saying. A small punishment is a big warning. I hope the master won't meddle in other people's business."

Jingwu glared at him.

He knew that Qin Xun was cunning and would definitely make a sudden move when he counted to three or two.

And it's not the right earlobe that is injured, but the left earlobe, or other parts of the body, such as the chest, abdomen, thighs, or even the base of the thighs.

Judging from the videos circulating online, Qin Xun is a guy who doesn't follow the rules and is very ruthless.

Qin Xun started counting.

"three!"

Jingwu was on high alert, staring at Qin Xun's movements, and suddenly felt that his aura had changed.

Sharp, fierce, and murderous.

Jingwu felt inexplicably nervous.

Qin Xun shouted again.

"two!"

Jingwu took a step sideways and approached a tree as thick as a bowl, using it as shelter.

Liu Xiaoquan is not an expert at hidden weapons, but Qin Xun's kung fu is of unknown origin, so perhaps he has another master.

At such a close distance, a hidden weapon expert holding a deadly weapon is as dangerous as a three-year-old child holding a pistol.

"one!"

Quietly thinking, his eyes are as bright as torches.

Whoosh!

A sound of breaking through the air!

Jingwu vaguely saw a black line shooting towards him. He turned his head sharply and heard a "thump" sound behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw a bank card nailed half an inch into the tree trunk behind him.

Then, he felt something strange in his right earlobe, not painful, but itchy.

Jingwu reached out and pinched his earlobe. It was soft to the touch, and when he took his hand off, he saw there was no blood stain.

He turned around and looked at Qin Xun in shock.

"you……"

"You hurt me?"

He was shocked.

The moment he saw the black line, he instinctively turned his head to avoid it, but he didn't expect that the bank card was flying much faster than the speed of his head turning.

When he started to tilt his head, the bank card had already scratched him, rubbed his earlobe and got nailed into the tree trunk behind him.

And the wound was just as Qin Xun said, "It was just a scratch on the skin, with only a red mark and no blood stains."

This speed!

This intensity!

What accuracy!

How could Liu Xiaoquan teach him?

Qin Xun smiled softly.

"You don't agree?"

Jingwu clasped his hands together.

"Amitabha!"

"I... surrender!"

He put down his hands and slowly walked towards Qin Xun.

"Your hidden weapon skills are truly unheard of, and really open my eyes."

"If you hadn't held back, I would have already passed away."

As he spoke, he walked up to Qin Xun, lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qin Xun, who was half a head shorter than him, and said.

"I think I have some martial arts skills, and I would like to learn a few moves from you."

Qin Xun felt a little better when he heard him use honorifics again, and asked.

"Then Master, could you please say a few good words for me?"

Jingwu put up his fists and spoke slowly.

"Monks don't lie!"

Qin Xun jumped back, about a meter away, and cursed at Jingwu.

"I'll fuck your grandma!"

"Damn it, you won't take any soft or hard actions, right?"

"I'll show you what a real King Kong's angry eyes look like!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, took small steps, and muttered something, pretending to be a charlatan.

"Namo Amitabha"

"Dotagata Night"

"..."

Jingwu put his boxing stance on, looking at the mischievous Qin Xun with a vigilant look, waiting for a defensive counterattack.

suddenly!

His pupils trembled.

Amid the electronic sound of chanting, he saw a flash of Buddha's light appear at the back of Qin Xun's head.

"Fuck your grandma!"

Qin Xun moved, took three or two steps to get in front of Jing Wu, turned his right palm into a knife, and chopped it towards his face.

Jingwu quickly reached out to block it.

Not blocked!

Qin Xun slapped Jing Wu on the forehead.

Jingwu's tall body flew backwards, his legs more than one meter off the ground, and his whole body floated in the air almost parallel to the ground.

Between the electric light and flint.

Qin Xun took a step forward, spread Jingwu's legs apart with his hands, grabbed his ankles, and began to spin in circles.

Round, round, and round.

His hands are dirty and his mouth is even more foul.

"I'll fuck your mother!"

"Your grandma has legs!"

"I'll fucking hang you!"

……

Jingwu held his breath and concentrated, shaking his body continuously, trying to struggle free, but he felt as if he was clamped by an iron clamp and there was no way to escape.

He turned around and around, and saw the blue sky and the green treetops gradually blur into one.

After a while, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Jingwu bit his cheek tightly, clasped his hands together, and muttered to himself.

"Amitabha!"

"So... dizzy!"

Qin Xun saw Jing Wu clasping his hands together, still looking solemn and dignified, and knew that this was a piece of stinky and hard stone.

But he didn't mind.

He invited Jingwu to go into the woods just to put on a show for Mr. Niu. All he needed to do was leave a good impression in the old man's mind.

The old man felt that he had some abilities, especially the ability to calculate people's lifespans.

that's enough!

Qin Xun let go of Jingwu's hand, threw him to the ground like a piece of snot tissue, clapped his hands and cursed.

"Bald donkey!"

"You were not supposed to live past 60, but I just saved you from this disaster. Just live well and don't meddle in other people's business. You will definitely live to see your death."

Jing Wu lay on the ground, opened his eyes and looked at Qin Xun.

He said nothing, but supported himself with his hands and sat up, then crossed his legs on the fallen leaves and began to meditate with his hands clasped together.

Qin Xun was not idle either. He untied his belt and urinated towards a big tree next to him.

study.

Old Man Niu bent down and picked up the tablet on the ground.

Just now, he saw Qin Xun injure Jing Wu with a bank card, and the bank card was nailed into the tree trunk, and he was already shocked.

Unexpectedly, before one problem was solved, another one arose. Qin Xun knocked down the alert Jing Wu with one palm, which was even more terrifying.

Finally, Qin Xun even grabbed Jing Wu and spun him around in circles.

Jingwu had no ability to resist at all. Under Qin Xun's hands, he was more submissive than the women in the brothel.

How can he look like an enlightened monk at all?

Mr. Niu was so excited that the tablet slipped to the ground.

Old Man Niu picked up the tablet and saw Jingwu meditating and Qin Xun peeing. He smiled bitterly.

"Sin, sin!"

He put the tablet down and looked out the window, his eyes gradually becoming empty and dazed.

What Qin Xun had just said kept echoing in Old Man Niu’s mind.

"There is a witch in our town... She has taught me some tricks on how to calculate a person's lifespan and avoid disasters and bring good luck to them."

"I calculate people's life spans, and it's pretty accurate."

"Although human life has a certain number, God has compassion for the world, and there are corresponding ways to resolve all disasters."

……

Old Man Niu came back to his senses, a glimmer of longing appeared in his eyes, and he murmured.

"It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not exist..."

He stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and instructed the secretary who was waiting at the door.

"Go to the hospital and find two patients who look like normal people but have been given critical illness notices by the doctor..."

……

Mr. Niu returned to the room and picked up the tablet to take a look.

In the woods.

Qin Xun kicked Jing Wu, who was meditating, to the ground and said anxiously.

"go!"

"Let's go see Mr. Niu."

"If you dare to talk nonsense later, I will beat you up again."