Plural Apostles

It's not like he didn't do similar things to lead Siegfried in the past, and he almost exploded on the spot. That time he found an excuse to sneak back to the office and left a space for Siegfried and the girl. When he sneaked back to the office to order takeaway, Siegfried slipped back with a random excuse, leaving the girl alone...

In the end, the three people who went downstairs and went upstairs were all eating takeaway in the office. The picture was so beautiful.

I can't be a light bulb by myself, I have to find a way to become an excellent wingman.

"Siegfried likes spicy food, but he doesn't like fish, so let's have a double-dish of dry pot beef and fat sausage." Kun Ming revealed the information with a smile, "What do you like to eat, Karen?"

"I like to eat delicious food."

Karen ordered the dishes and greeted the waiter.

unspiritual girl...

Kun Ming sighed helplessly in his heart. He felt that it was not appropriate to match Kallen and Siegfried. In his opinion, this girl was a bit of a workaholic. Of course, the main problem was Siegfried. This old friend grew up , It seems that there is no feeling of being moved by anyone.

The enthusiasm of the gas gradually dimmed in the fleeting memories, Kun Ming smacked his lips, glanced at the surrounding streets casually, and saw a few young people coming out of the martial arts gym with uneasy expressions, walking a distance Afterwards, they started discussing with each other, and it was obvious that it was not a good thing to say by looking at their expressions: "I'm curious about what is taught in any martial arts gym. Didn't you go to play Siegfried?"

"Taught what... how to make myself more uncomfortable in a standard position."

Siegfried smiled subtly, and glanced at the young people who left the martial arts gym: "The gym is tiring but still fun, and that martial arts gym just feels like making people suffer."

"Looking for guilt?" Kun Ming started the topic with great interest, "Didn't you teach me some fancy boxing?"

"If you think zama step counts...the food is here, let's start."

After lunch, Kallen couldn't wait to go back to the office to continue working, while Siegfried and Kun Ming walked slowly on the street, planning to take their lunch break before returning to the office.

It really is a workaholic personality, although it seems that Siegfried has some meaning, but he doesn't take the initiative, and Siegfried doesn't seem to have that kind of meaning... Oh, he is another "failed" recruit.

Kun Ming smacked his lips and pointed to the martial arts gym across the street: "Would you like to go and have a look? I'm very interested."

"Then go and have a look, the weirdo who opened this martial arts gym is really interesting." Siegfried raised his eyebrows, "By the way, I strongly recommend you to try to learn martial arts with her."

"I can tell from your expression that you think I will be punished." Kun Ming rolled his eyes and walked towards the martial arts hall, "But I really want to see what you think I will be punished."

Siegfried shrugged and followed, with a theater smile on his face.

Entering the martial arts hall, the light inside is still bright, and at the same time there are bursts of bang bang sound.

Fu Hua is punching. He is wearing a white top and black deacon uniform, and he is stepping on the wooden floor with bare feet. His (?) movements seem a little slow and weird, as if deliberately trying to make trouble with his own body structure, each punch pulls Every step of the body changes from one awkward movement to the next, which makes people feel quite uncomfortable just watching.

Sensing that someone was coming, Fu Hua slowly withdrew the driving, looked at Kun Ming and Siegfried who walked in with calm eyes behind the lens: "Do you want to learn martial arts?"

"Eh..." Kun Ming frowned slightly, and looked at Fu Hua, "Brother... or sister paper? Are you male or female?"

"Female."

"...Okay." Kun Ming's expression was a little subtle. He looked around and looked around. There was no fitness equipment or practice props such as wooden stakes. "I said you don't have anything here, is it reliable? ?”

"I don't teach routines, I don't teach moves, I only teach martial arts."

After Fu Hua finished speaking, he added: "Before you leave, you can give as much as you like, and it doesn't matter if you don't."

"All right, all right, I know you're not short of money, so I'll come and learn."

Kun Ming glanced at Siegfried's face watching the show, thought for a while and walked up decisively: "Let me see what kind of martial arts you taught, what kind of thing is it..."

"No problem." Fu Hua's expression remained calm, "Let's take a horse stance first."

10 minutes later……

"Old Qi, let me go first, don't be late later... Hero Fu Hua, this 100 yuan is as if you can stand longer than me as a man, I feel ashamed to offer it, see you in the future, See you someday."

Kun Ming patted Siegfried on the shoulder, and ran out of the martial arts hall in a hurry. When he was about to enter the company, he looked at the martial arts hall twice, touched his chin in doubt, and muttered to himself Said: "Old Qi likes this type so? I really can't see what's so good about that tablet... But love is something that came out of nowhere."

"Well, I can't say it's love, but there are really very few people who have made Siegfried interested in contacting him over the years..."

As he said that, Kun Ming rubbed his shoulders and stomped his sore feet. It's a pity that he was interested in a strange person, or because he was a strange person, so Siegfried was interested?

Back in the office, Kun Ming glanced at Karen, who was hardworking and motivated.

Oops, what a pity.

The soles of his feet collided with the wooden floor, making a crisp sound. Siegfried clasped his hands and looked at Fu Hua who continued to punch Kun Ming calmly after successfully persuading Kun Ming. The other party seemed to be a kind of yoga The way of exercising, every movement made makes people feel uncomfortable, and it also feels quite dangerous.

"Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?"

"Using this method to practice martial arts, I am naturally sure that I will not be really traumatized while feeling uncomfortable and exhausted." Fu Hua still asked a question calmly, "Do you want to learn martial arts?"

Siegfried smacked his lips, wondering: "I said, do rich people like you have a strange way of thinking? It's okay to pursue excitement and pleasure like taking drugs, racing and whoring. Is this a new way of entertainment for you? Let yourself feeling bad?"

"This is Wu."

Fu Hua slowly posed for the last drive, her body stretched out, showing a soft yet powerful beauty, and from her slightly trembling body and dripping sweat, it can be seen that this pose is not It's easy to do, Siegfried feels pain just looking at it, he figured that if he did this pose, if he did it, he could lie on the ground and wait for the ambulance.

"To make yourself feel uncomfortable, is it martial arts? Do all those who learn martial arts shake m?"

"It seems that I didn't speak carefully enough." Fu Hua took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down her breath. She looked into Siegfried's eyes, "It's not for performing, to let others experience the martial arts of visual enjoyment, no The use of martial arts to kill and beat others, and to cause others to be hurt, is not for the righteousness of the family and the country, not for the national spirit, not for physical fitness, not for history and culture..."

"Do you feel that people are alive and suffering?"

Siegfried was a little surprised, he didn't understand why Fu Hua suddenly changed the topic, he shrugged and smiled: "It doesn't matter, life and death depend on fate and wealth."

"I don't agree with you now, Siegfried... Your heart is dusty."

Siegfried frowned, feeling that Fu Hua's momentum seemed a little different.

Chapter 720 People, living is pain