Chapter eight hundred and sixty fifth master is not as good as a dog
"That's right," Mr. Song also clearly felt that Liu Jianming's attitude was very unfriendly, so he did not beat around the bush and said directly: "I have a heartless request. In the three days when the exhibition is about to begin, Mr. Liu, please stay at our home. At that time, we will treat you with the most generous etiquette. Of course, there must be a lot of thoughtful words between you and Avon..."
Song Yafang also looked over with affectionateness at the right time.
"Haha." Liu Jianming laughed secretly, thinking, "It sounds so nice. I'm not just trying to let me be your bodyguard in disguise, afraid that others will come to you to cause trouble. I even used the beauty trick. But, it's a pity that I won't take your trick."
Liu Jianming waved his hand: "Old Song, I appreciate your hospitality. But I really have other things to be busy with, so I'm very sorry. However, I will definitely attend the exhibit auction three days later on time."
After saying that, Liu Jianming turned around and left.
"Mr. Liu!" Song Yafang hurriedly ran to the front and blocked the door of the study.
Liu Jianming's expression was a little impatient, "Miss Song, what do you mean?"
Song Yafang's face turned red and she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Liu, do you really have no idea about me?"
It was really hard for her to imagine that Luo Gaofei and Gu Xingchao were desperately pursuing themselves. If this person surnamed Liu had never looked at her in front of her eyes several times.
Is his beauty really not enough to impress him?
Or, he actually has a better woman?
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Liu Jianming looked at her, "We have only met several times in total. What do you think I will have an idea about a woman who has only met several times? I promised to be your boyfriend, it's just a temporary solution, we both know it. Please get out of the way, I'm really leaving now."
Song Yafang bit her red lips and said unwillingly: "Do you really have the heart to look at our family, and your family will be destroyed?"
"Haha." Liu Jianming smiled, "Don't you have the police protection now? There is no problem with safety. How can you talk about the destruction of your family?"
Song Yafang shook her head, "If the police can believe it, our family would not be almost destroyed. It's not that you happened to be by your side, my father and I were already in prison."
"Okay, even if you are right, why should I protect you?" Liu Jianming asked back. He was not so bored that he could be a flower protector for free.
"Mr. Liu, I know that my father did not give you 'Xiyu'. You are resentful, but you can't act irritably. If my father had an accident and 'Xiyu' was taken away by outsiders, wouldn't you lose in the end?" Song Yafang tried hard to persuade him.
"I am determined to win the 'Xiyu'. I will take it back as much as others take it away. Do you have any other questions?" Liu Jianming looked at Song Yafang. As an interpol, he was an interpolator. Of course, he could not rob it explicitly, but if he fell into the hands of criminals, he could snatch it up justifiably, no matter what means he used.
Song Yafang knew that she could no longer keep Liu Jianming if she didn't show her trump card, so she lowered her voice and said, "As long as you are willing to stay and protect us for three days, I can advise my father to give you something good, and you will be interested in keeping it."
"What?" Liu Jianming asked curiously.
"I heard from my father that Mr. Shi is a master of the Baji Sect in mainland China. His external kung fu is all from a boxing book. Now Mr. Shi is plotted by a traitor, and he has no descendants, so his relics are managed by my father." Song Yafang smiled and said, "As long as you are willing to stay in our Song family, and promise to protect me and my father for three days until the auction is successfully over, Mr. Shi's boxing book will be given to you for free immediately."
Song Yafang knew that Liu Jianming would definitely be interested. As for men, what they like, there are only four words in summary, namely "money, sex, power, and martial arts".
For wealth, the other party will not be too short of money. He can take out 700 million to buy luxury goods at will. It is impossible to be worthy of such a small amount of money.
He was so lustful that he didn't even look down on such a beautiful mixed-race beauty, and the beauty trick was simply ineffective.
True, the other party has friends in the military and police, and the official background is definitely not low.
Only Wu can be the thing he is most interested in.
Song Yafang has been struggling in the mall for so long and has long been well aware of the four-word mantra of "to what he likes".
Liu Jianming touched his chin and began to think, "I wanted to leave just now, but there was no benefit. Now with the boxing guide as a reward, there was no problem with me agreeing.
Besides, although I have high melee combat effectiveness, I have always relied on my fighting instinct and have no rules in terms of moves. If I could have a boxing book as an auxiliary, it would definitely make me feel better."
"Okay, I'll take this deal." Liu Jianming agreed.
Song Yafang smiled and said angrily: "You are the master who doesn't see a rabbit or an eagle."
Liu Jianming shrugged indifferently and retorted: "You are a businessman yourself. You businessmen are willing to do business without profits?"
"……………” Song Yafang was speechless.
After obtaining her father's approval, she led Liu Jianming to the room where Mr. Shi lived before his death.
People who practice martial arts sincerely have always been pure and have few desires, and Mr. Shi’s room is incredibly frugal.
There are very few things.
It didn't take much effort to find that boxing book.
Few people in modern cities really practice martial arts, and the martial arts classes they run are just to strengthen the body, and some of the things taught are all useless flirting and embroidering skills.
There is a saying that goes very well, saying that if you have a good kung fu, you will be knocked down with one shot. Today, when firearms are rampant, it is difficult for martial arts masters to survive under heavy firepower.
Therefore, the status of martial arts has dropped to freezing point.
Even if a real boxing book is placed in front of you, many people will only regard it as a fake secret sold on street stalls, and it is impossible to take a look at it directly.
Therefore, Mr. Shi did not bother to hide the Bajiquan brocade of Zhenzong at all. He just sealed it in a clean cabinet with important personal belongings, and did not take any additional anti-theft measures.
"Mr. Liu, Mr. Shi's relics are all here. You can watch it slowly. If you have any needs, you can find me at any time." After Song Yafang said that, he left first.
Liu Jianming picked up the boxing score and read it. He found that although the boxing score is real, it is a residual version. The boxing score is divided into boxing techniques and palm techniques, but only palm techniques are recorded in it, and the other half of the boxing techniques have been lost.
Liu Jianming suddenly realized and realized the real reason why Mr. Shi was a master of the Baji Sect but only learned the palm technique, because the other half of the boxing score that recorded the Baji Fist technique had been lost.
The martial arts are sluggish and abandoned, which is really a great regret and a sigh of regret.
Chapter completed!