Treasure Appraisal: I Can See the Future

"What, what do you think!"

Staring at the last piece of cloth covering Fang Ming's body, Su Qi rubbed his hands, raised a curve at the corner of his lips, and rushed over with a wicked smile.

"I won't let you succeed!"

Fang Ming's eyes were red and he roared and squatted down suddenly, protecting his back door with both hands to avoid sneak attacks, and his huge copper bell eyes showed a sense of determination.

But how could the little sheep defeat the big bad wolf? As soon as he squatted down, a huge force came from his back, and he rolled forward involuntarily. Then the wind blew his penis cold, and the last piece of cloth covering his body disappeared in an instant.

"Despicable and shameless!"

Fang Ming's face flashed with shame and anger, and then he immediately squatted down, protecting his back door with both hands. His huge copper bell eyes were alert and gnashed his teeth and said: "Shameless boy, you are so despicable, what do you want to do?"

Thinking about a great master of Huajin being stripped like this and passed out, Fang Ming felt like dying!

Fortunately, it was late at night and there were not many people here.

But he did not dare to run away. If he ran to a crowded place and was stopped by this shameless boy, he would be too ashamed to face anyone.

"I just said I wanted to talk to you, but you refused to cooperate with violence and forced me to use this killer move!"

Su Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly: "Besides, people come and go naked. Now I just want you to return to the primitive and get closer to nature. You, Fang Ming, are also a great master. Your state of mind should not be so bad."

Seeing that this shameless man's perverse theory was so righteous, Fang Ming roared with red eyes: "Shameless boy, you have a high state of mind, you are naked for me Let's take a look. "

"With such warm clothes to wear, why should I be naked in the cold wind!"

Wrapping up his clothes tightly, Su Qi looked at Fang Ming who was curled up and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, are you interested in talking now!"

Fang Ming wanted to yell out the three words "I'm not interested", but now he was naked and couldn't get hard, so he said with a frustrated look: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have any conspiracy, use it quickly."

Su Qi shook his head and sighed: "Brother Fang, it seems that you have a deep prejudice against me!"

Humph!

Fang Ming snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and turned his head away: Damn, if you were slapped 138 times by a man the first time, and he stripped you naked the second time, you would not have a prejudice against him, and you would even want to dig up his family's ancestral graves.

Su Qi didn't care, and smiled slightly, saying, "Okay, let's talk business. Brother Fang, you came here today, you must not be passing by, right? Who sent you here? I'm very interested in this question."

Fang Ming turned his head arrogantly again, with an expression that said, "I won't say anything even if you kill me." He said righteously, "We Bajimen people put righteousness first. Today I'm in your hands again. You can kill me or rob me as you like. If you want me to betray others, that's absolutely impossible."

"Okay, you are a man with backbone. Even with your bare ass, you still think about your integrity. I, Su Qi, admire people like you!"

Su Qi gave a thumbs up, but in Jinling didn't offend many people, and there were even fewer masters who could use Huajin. He asked casually, "Is it Qian Bancheng?"

"Uh!"

Unexpectedly, this shameless boy guessed it right. Fang Ming's face flashed with surprise, and then he stared and shook his head and said, "No!"

"Let's not talk about this issue!"

Looking at this guy's expression of trying to cover up his guilt, Su Qi smiled and changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Fang, haven't you been hanging out with Black Dragon in Quecheng? Why did you come to Jinling to make a living with Qian Bancheng?"

"It's all because of you, this shameless boy!"

As soon as Fang Ming mentioned this, He was furious, his huge eyes glared, and he roared like thunder: "Last time you slapped me left and right, and in a competition you slapped me 138 times, and caused Zhang Sandao to lose 300 million. How can I, Fang Ming, have the face to stay in Quecheng? I just broke through the Huajin not long ago, and the food and medicines needed for daily practice are a huge expense. I spent all my savings soon after leaving Quecheng. The money I made in other industries is limited and it is not enough to cover the expenses. I found a senior in the martial arts world through a friend's introduction. I wanted to invest in Bancheng through his way. Who knew that I met you, a shameless guy, and smashed it again. I'm about to lose my job. What hatred do I have against you? Do you need to destroy my job again and again? "

"Uh!"

Looking at Fang Ming's angry face because of losing his job, Su Qi felt very embarrassed and said: "Brother Fang, you can't say that. It is said that if you are destined to meet, you will meet thousands of miles away, but if you are not destined to meet, it is difficult to hold hands. You came all the way from Quecheng to Jinling and met me. This is your fate!"

Looking at the rags on the ground and the only pair of cloth shoes left on his body, Fang Ming pursed his lips and yelled: "Who cares about this kind of fate!"

Su QiHe was not angry and continued to talk: "Brother Fang, please be patient. The two times between us were just minor frictions, and there was no major conflict. This still proves that we are destined to be together. In my opinion, let's shake hands and make peace."

A gust of cold wind blew, and Fang Ming, who felt a chill under his crotch, said stiffly without thinking: "You wish! If I, Fang Ming, cannot get back such a huge humiliation twice in a row, what kind of man would I be."

"Okay, I don't object to your revenge!"

Su Qi was speechless for this stubbornness, but immediately found a breakthrough point: "But you are now for Qian Ban You are going to work in the city, and you messed up again. He will definitely not accept you. Brother Fang, you must go to someone else, and this person can't give you too many things all day, otherwise it will definitely delay your martial arts progress. "

"Hmm!"

A dull sound came from his throat. Fang Ming was a little puzzled as to why this shameless boy said this. He immediately stared at him with his huge eyes and said, "So what?"

Su Qi immediately smiled and approached, saying righteously, "In this case, Brother Fang, you might as well cooperate with me. We are both martial artists, and we know each other well, and we are also good people. They are all good. If you cooperate with me, I guarantee that you will have enough money to purchase food and medicine, and enough time to practice. "

"What, you want me to join you!"

Fang Ming's eyes widened, and he was tempted for a moment when he heard the good conditions, but then he shook his head suddenly: "No, no, I will never join you, this is impossible, I am Fang Ming, how can I join my enemy..."

"Stop it, Brother Fang!"

Su Qi stretched out his hand to stop him, and then said seriously: "Listen carefully, Brother Fang, I didn't ask you to join me, I just want to cooperate with you. Cooperation relationship understands Don't understand? You are a master of Hua Jin, why do you always want to surrender to others? Why are you so servile? Can't you think about cooperation? Equal relationship and mutual benefit!"

"Cooperation!"

Chewing on these two words, Fang Ming felt a little yearning: after all, as a martial artist, no one wants to be a slave, which greatly affects the belief of martial arts; as for the idea of ​​surrendering in the past, it was purely the brainwashing of the older generation of masters, "learning literary and martial arts to sell to the emperor's family". There was no way to surrender to the emperor's family, so he fell into the situation of surrendering to whoever could accept the expenses needed to support the practice.

Su Qi's dark eyes flickered, and he said with regret: "Brother Fang, as a martial artist, you are now a great master of Huajin, and you can be said to be at the top of the world, looking down on the world. Don't you have any dreams?"

"Dream!"

Fang Ming looked confused and shook his head unconsciously: I used to want to work hard to practice martial arts, and after becoming a great master of Huajin, I would follow the path laid by my master and "sell goods to the emperor's family", so that I can display my skills and have no worries about food and clothing.

But as a real martial artist, who can really want to sell goods to the emperor's family and be a servile person!

"I have some personal opinions about the dreams of martial artists. Brother Fang, you might as well listen to them!"

Su Qi put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice: "Martial arts are the way to strengthen the body and sharpen the spirit; no matter what a person does, as long as he has a lofty goal and a firm belief, he can truly reach the top. As a martial artist, the dream is either to promote martial arts, help the 1.3 billion Chinese compatriots to strengthen their bodies and strengthen the country; or to pursue the ultimate point of martial arts, melt the spirit into a ball, and turn it into an inner pill, so as to achieve 'swallow a golden pill into the stomach, my life is determined by me, not by God', and enter the realm of transcendence and longevity."

"Swallow a golden pill into the stomach, my life is determined by me, not by God!"

Thinking of the bold words of Sanfeng Zhenren, Fang Mingre couldn't help but feel excited: looking at the shameless boy in front of him, he felt that he was much taller and more majestic, and no longer as annoying as he was at the beginning.

"How many people can get the golden elixir from ancient times to the present!"

Su Qi sighed, then raised his sword eyebrows and said in a loud voice: "The second dream is too far away, so I chose the first one to promote Chinese martial arts, help 1.3 billion Chinese compatriots to strengthen their bodies and strengthen their country, drive out all the foreign third-rate martial arts such as Taekwondo, Karate, and Muay Thai from China, let Chinese Kung Fu really spread in China, and restore the reputation of Chinese martial arts, so that the world knows what Chinese Kung Fu is!"

"Uh!"

Listening to the impassioned voice, Fang Ming unconsciously moved his hands to the front while protecting the back door, and his mind was agitated for a long time and couldn't restrain himself: looking at the shameless boy in front of him, he felt that he was tall and majestic, and he was so small compared to him.

Seeing Brother Fang's excitement from the corner of his eyes, Su Qi sighed with a lonely look on his face: "What a pity, although I have this dream and have prepared a lot of funds, I am alone and weak. There are many dark power masters around, but I am missing a great master of transformation power..."

FangMing stood up and waved his hand, not caring about the chill in the wind, with a sacred glow on his face: "Needless to say, for the sake of Chinese martial arts, I, Fang Ming, have decided to help you!"

"Brother Fang, you are really a prime minister with a big heart. Let's let the minor frictions in the past go with the wind and disappear!"

Su Qi gave a thumbs up, and seeing Fang Ming nod unconsciously, he immediately stretched out his hand and said: "Then welcome Brother Fang to join the 'True Martial Arts'. Your starting annual salary is 10 million, and all the food and medicinal materials needed for daily practice are included. When the 'True Martial Arts' develops in the future, we will discuss other things."

"One, ten million, and the food and medicinal materials needed for practice are also included!"

Fang Ming, who originally agreed in a moment of enthusiasm, was stunned by the price and even dared not to shake hands.

"Brother Fang, I'm sorry for offending you just now."

Su Qi smiled apologetically, then took off his shirt and pants and handed them over: "This is my shirt and pants, you can make do with them for now, I'll have someone buy you a suitable pair tomorrow."

"Su, Brother Su, thank you!"

Seeing that this shameless boy was now left with only a pair of underwear and a pair of shoes, Fang Ming's heart of revenge was immediately greatly satisfied, and tears of gratitude flowed down his face. He even forgot who had taken off his clothes just now, and couldn't help but clasped his fists to thank him; then he quickly put on his clothes and finally straightened his back.