Goldfinger Auction

It was almost time for school, and the students all changed out of their training clothes and walked out of the training hall.

When Sun Suo came to the training room No. 6 on the third floor, there was only Jiang Lan in it.

"Come here?" Jiang Lan glanced at Sun Suo, her tone was not as severe as yesterday.

"Well, hello Jiang Bureau." Sun Suo smiled, making his performance look similar to yesterday.

"I have several martial arts that I can teach you, but I don't know which one is suitable for you." Jiang Lan didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the topic.

"Then choose...the most expensive one!" Sun Suo came up with an idea.

Jiang Lan rolled her eyes.

"You decide." Sun Suo had to add.

"Let's have two actual battles first. I will choose a martial art to teach you based on your characteristics." Jiang Lan threw a soft stick to Sun Suo.

"Okay." Sun Suo put on the helmet, picked up the soft stick and practiced with Jiang Lan.

This time, instead of aggressively attacking like yesterday, he suppressed his strength below the third rank and used Shen Daoming's stick technique to deal with Jiang Lan.

In a short while, he was beaten with blue and purple patches on his body, and was beaten down several times by Jiang Lan.

"What you showed yesterday was more than just that little bit of strength, right?" Jiang Lan took off his helmet and questioned.

"Yesterday...it was because you underestimated the enemy that I succeeded in the sneak attack. Now is my true strength." Sun Suo took off his helmet with a painful expression on his face after being beaten.

"Qiao Hui and you are in the same grade? You are both masters of stick skills in the school. You should be very familiar with him, right?" Jiang Lan walked to the sidelines and grabbed a glass of water, and then pulled out a glass to Sun Suo. a topic.

"I'm not in the same class as him, and I don't know him very well." Sun Suo shook his head.

"How come? When your father was in business, he had a lot of dealings with the Qiao family." Jiang Lan had obviously checked the situation of the Sun family.

As the bureau chief, it's not too easy to investigate these things.

"What does their business have to do with me? I never care about that." Sun Suo shook his head.

"Your family is short of money right now? You were sick and hospitalized some time ago, and your father went to borrow usury loans to treat you?" Jiang Lan continued to ask.

"Didn't you agree to teach me martial arts?" Sun Suo interrupted the topic.

"You practiced against me just now, and you didn't use your full strength. I can't confirm what martial arts are suitable for you." Jiang Lan shook her head.

"Then just teach one of them, just keep the promise." Sun Suo felt that Jiang Lan's visitor was not good, and he kept telling him what he said, and didn't want to stay with her anymore.

"I think your body is relatively flexible, but you haven't practiced special footwork. How about teaching you a martial skill of 'Boom Step'?" Jiang Lan thought about it and asked Sun Suo.

"Okay..." Sun Suo's heart was beating wildly.

He now has a certain understanding of martial arts.

Of all the martial arts, footwork is the most rare.

Because footwork is a life-saving stunt, whether it is a sneak attack or an escape, having a footwork martial art will make a tiger even more powerful.

However, martial arts such as footwork are often only taught within the family.

Ordinary people can't buy or learn with money.

I really didn't expect that Jiang Lan would teach him footwork.

There is also the 'wind step' in Jiang Lan's mouth. Sun Suo has heard of it before. It belongs to a relatively advanced footwork martial arts. Money can't buy or learn it. If someone is willing to teach it, the price is at least 20%. Tens of millions or more, or even hundreds of millions.

"How about a teacher for this footwork?" Jiang Lan obviously did it on purpose, throwing out a very tempting bait and then putting forward conditions.

If Sun Suo refuses to be a teacher, then she can replace the 'storm walk' martial skill that Sun Suo really wants to learn with another ordinary martial skill.

"I've already been taught by Daoming Shen Daoming in the Daoming Club." Sun Suo gave a reason.

"Shen Daoming? With his three-legged cat skills, I'm afraid he's not your opponent, right?" Jiang Lan sneered.

"What is the kung fu of the three-legged cat? Every time I get beaten up by him, I lose my temper. Aren't you an expert in cudgel skills? Did you not see that he taught me all my cudgel skills when we practiced just now?" Sun Suo continued to pretend.

"He's not a famous person, and his stick skills are not his original creation, why should I see it?" Jiang Lan asked in disdain.

Sun Suo was silent.

He really wanted to learn the footwork of 'Wind Walk'.

But he still didn't understand what medicine this woman was selling in the gourd.

"Toast a cup of tea, call Master, and you don't need to kneel down, I'll teach you the 'storm walk'!" Jiang Lan was silent for a while and raised it to Sun Suo.

"What happened yesterday, I can see that you hate me and Yao Xue very much, why did you accept me as your apprentice and teach me this?" Sun Suo simply asked Jiang Lan directly.

Speaking of which, if Jiang Lan really taught him the Wind Walk, it would be a great kindness.

If someone shouted like this on the Internet, saying that they would teach footwork and martial arts, thousands of warriors would kneel on the ground and call for Master.

"Have you heard about Xiang Boqiang?" Jiang Lan suddenly asked Sun Suo.

"That big guy on the night road evaporated from the world?" Of course, Sun Suo couldn't say that he didn't hear about the storm in the city.

"This case involved more than 100 lives. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com alerted the provincial task force and stationed in He City to investigate." Jiang Lan continued with her back to Sun Suo.

"This kind of scum will die if he dies, why waste the police force for him?" Sun Suo was calm on the surface, but panicked in his heart.

The provincial task force will definitely have a soul master, even a big soul master. If you investigate carefully, it will be a matter of time before you find out this little shrimp.

Are you thinking about running away early?

Jiang Lan suddenly turned around and fixed his eyes on Sun Suo.

"Why do you look at me like that? Because... I'm handsome?" Sun Suo grinned.

"Your psychological quality is really good! I doubt that what lives in your body is not the soul of a seventeen-year-old boy." Jiang Lan continued to stare at Sun Suo.

"Of course not. There is also a rotten soul of a bad old man named Sun Ni." Sun Suo continued to laugh.

"In the provincial task force, there is a great soul master. He went to the vicinity of Xiang Boqiang's Wanbo nightclub this morning, locked a ray of soul breath, and followed that ray of soul breath to a public toilet under construction on the outskirts of the city. There, the ashes of more than 100 people were found." Jiang Lan continued.

"No way? Who is so cruel? Throwing the ashes of those victims in public toilets?" Sun Suo was surprised.

The great soul masters are here.

Public toilets…

He has already been locked, and there are already special guards all around the training hall, right?

Do you want to take Jiang Lan as a hostage?

In front of the Great Soul Master, it is probably useless.

"No, those ashes were all made into gray bricks. It's a very good idea. They were laid in the toilet tunnel. It seems that no one can see it anymore." Jiang Lan smiled.

"Haha, it's really creative and funny." Sun Suo also laughed.