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Mingdi searched the Internet and found that there are many gyms in Xingyi Quan, so she chose the one closest to the two medical clinics - Mojia Boxing Gym.
"Mindy, are you leading the wrong way? It doesn't look like a boxing gym here?" Murphy pushed open the rusty door and looked at the mottled walls and the surrounding dirty environment. frowned.
"I followed Google Maps, I can't be wrong!"
Mindy is also a little suspicious, is there something wrong with Google Maps?
There are really a lot of sports equipment in this broken boxing gym, but they are already obsolete, and there is no problem with scrap iron.
"Young man, act boldly at this time!"
Murphy and Mindy were startled by a sudden voice from the depths of the boxing gym.
"Scale, let go a little more!"
Murphy and Mindy looked at each other and walked inside cautiously.
An old man wearing headphones shouted with a serious face.
"Master, do you think it looks like this?" A charming and pleasant voice sounded from the computer:
"You want to send a plane, the Lun family is flying to find you."
The girl in the computer is streaming live, wearing only black
a and black lace panties, making all kinds of provocative movements.
"It's you old melon skin! I said, the more I look at you, the more familiar you are!" Mo Fei directly shaved the old man's scalp.
When he was far away, Murphy heard the old man's voice familiar.
A closer look...isn't this the old man who had met him three times by himself!
"Which bastard attacked me?"
The old man covered his head and the boy jumped up, posing as a mantis fist, and looked around vigilantly.
"Old man, do you still recognize me?" Mo Fei looked at him with a smile.
"It's you little bastard. I didn't go to trouble you. How dare you run to me to make trouble? Have you ever seen a fist with a big sandbag? Believe it or not, I will kill you with one punch!"
The old man angrily compared his fist, which was as thin as chicken feet.
"Haha." Mo Fei smiled indifferently and smiled at Ming Di: "Maybe we should go to the gate of the boxing gym and pull a banner. The master of the boxing gym has a deep morality and works hard like a bee. Not only does he have to teach his apprentices during the day, but In the evening, I have to be an actor and lie down on the ground..."
"Big brother, big brother, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding." The old man's tone softened instantly: "It's just a meal."
"Having a meal?" Murphy smiled, lay down on the old man's soft chair, and picked up the box of cigars that the old man put there: "Limited edition Romeo beautiful cigars? If it wasn't for your gift, I would also You've never smoked such a good cigarette, you'll really enjoy it!"
"Big brother, if you like it, I'll give you this box. Take it home and enjoy it. This man just wants to be a little harder on himself." Mo Yougan smiled as if to please, but his face also appeared. The pain was unstoppable. Obviously, he was extremely reluctant to give out this box of cigars, but there was no way, who told him to be caught by Murphy!
Murphy slowly picked up the small scissors that came with it, cut off the round end of the cigar, and Mo You lit it for Murphy.
Murphy took a sip and said, "It's enough to take one of you. How can I take it all for you? I'm not the kind of greedy person, Murphy."
"Yes, yes, big brother, you have a big heart and a fat body, and you are open-minded and generous." He flattered Murphy, but Mo Youqian slandered in his heart:
I believe your ghost!
"But..."
Mo Yougan cheered up, he knew that the show was coming.
"I remember that when we first met, I got a Xingyiquan book from you."
Murphy took out the boxing book from his arms and threw it on Mo Yougan's table: "I just wanted to ask, do you have any other goodies? You can answer it after thinking about it!"
Facing Mo Fei's threatening gaze, Mo Yougan felt a toothache: "This book is enough for you to practice for a lifetime, why do you have to be so ambitious?"
"It's not that I am too ambitious, but the progress of my cultivation has been getting slower and slower recently, and I have reached a bottleneck..."
Listening to what Murphy said, Mo Youqian's eyes gradually changed...
"Master!"
A wretched man wearing a fake golden mink coat with an exploding head and a jade pendant with an eight-array figure on his neck rushed over with a big smile and shouting: "Long time no see, I miss you so much!"
"Who are you?" Mo You pushed his glasses dry, staring blankly at the person rushing over.
"Master, I am Tang Ren!"
"Tang Ren?"
Murphy looked at the scene where the master and the apprentice were deeply in love and thoughtful.
Mo Youqian and Tang Ren?
I have to say that when Murphy saw Tang Ren, he thought of "Havoc in Tianzhu", and when he thought of "Havoc in Tianzhu", he thought of studying the scriptures in the West, and then he thought of fighting over the Buddha, that is, Sun Wukong. In the second half of this year, the Chinese The American co-produced Journey to the West will be officially launched. I will continue to play the Monkey King Monkey King. I will use the artistic image of the Monkey King to create a positive image, both style and style, and promote Chinese culture. I hope everyone will pay more attention.
Two flowers, two flowers!
"Aiya!" Mo Yougan seemed to have discovered a new world, turned his head to look at the handsome young man brought by Tang Ren, rubbed his hands, and said with a wretched smile in the same vein as Tang Ren: "What a beautiful girl, What's your name?"
"Yesterday I saw him touching a man's butt on the street, you have to be careful." Mo Fei said faintly.
In an instant, Qin Feng's chrysanthemum tightened, and quickly took two steps back, as if seeing a strange little loli, looking at Mo Yougan with vigilance.
"Who are you? We met with master and apprentice, what's the matter with you?" Tang Ren glanced at Mo Fei and said angrily, this little white face looks more handsome than Lao Qin, is there any reason?
"Me?" Mo Feixu pushed his non-existent glasses and said with a smile, "I'm barely counted as your master's creditor."
"Creditors?" Tang Ren looked at Mo Yougan in confusion: "Master, do you owe him money?"
"This matter is very complicated, and I won't be able to explain it for a while." Mo Yougan quickly pressed Tang Ren's head and turned around: "You kid, if there's nothing wrong, you won't go to Master's door, hurry up and say, what's the matter? ?"
For fear that Tang Ren would ask the truth about the fact that he went out to touch porcelain, then his reputation would be completely ruined.
Chapter 29: I didn't have a choice before
When Mo Yougan went out to touch porcelain, he wore makeup, but he was afraid of being recognized by familiar people, so he still wanted this old face.
"Master, your old man is really clever." After being told, Tang Ren touched his head embarrassedly and said, "We came to you this time, and we really have something to ask for your help."
"Look at the old man, what does this picture mean?" Tang Ren took out his mobile phone and asked, pointing to a pattern on it.
"Suppressing Spirit Talisman!" Mo Youqian was racking his brains to recall his memories, but Murphy next to him suddenly smiled: "This kind of talisman is usually used by murderers, generally speaking, people who are afraid of his death will harass the soul after death. I, so I used the spirit-suppressing talisman to make the soul of the deceased unsurpassable and permanently fixed in the place of death, which is a very rare and very sinister secret method of evil."
From the moment he saw Tang Ren, Murphy knew that his chance to make a fortune had come.
I didn't have a choice before, but now, I want to be rich!
"Boy, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" Tang Ren glared at Mo Fei.
"No!" Mo Yougan looked at Murphy in astonishment: "What he said is absolutely right, this is indeed the talisman."
"Heh." Murphy gave a deep smile.
Mo Youqian added: "I should have seen the detailed description of the talisman in that book, if I remember correctly..."
"The talisman is recorded in "The Promise of Yin and Yang," which can be found in the New York City Library." Murphy said leisurely.
"Damn, you know?" Tang Ren looked at Murphy in surprise.
"I have dabbled in traditional Taoist culture and have a rough understanding of it." Mo Fei smiled lightly.
Just as Murphy and the others were discussing the talisman and yin and yang, the door of the boxing gym was pushed open, and a fat old woman with a cigarette walked in with the steps of a devil who did not recognize her six relatives.
A pair of unique slippers made a rattling sound, the hair on the head was full of curls, and a dress was almost bursting.
"Wife, are you back? Have the vegetables been bought?" Mo Youqian immediately turned aside Tang Ren and went up to greet him flatteringly.
"Is this his wife?" Murphy was stunned. He wouldn't doubt the old woman's body shape, saying that there were three friends of Mo.
How do they do shameful things at night?
Isn't Mo Yougan afraid that his waist will be cut off by sitting on his butt?
Tsk, marrying a too fat wife, I am afraid that many postures will not be understood in this life!
"When it comes to buying vegetables, I get angry. Didn't the price of vegetables just go up two months ago? These bastard profiteers have actually gone up again! This means that I'm getting old. If I were young, I would slap me with a slap in the face. Kill those profiteers!"
The old lady is also five or sixty years old, but she still seems to have a bad temper!
"Yes, yes, back then, who didn't know your wife's invincible reputation!"
"Who are they? They also came to learn boxing?"
"This is my apprentice, Tang Ren, Xiao Tang! Come to see us!"
"Yeah! It's me, Mistress!" Tang Ren hurried forward and smiled diligently.
"It's Xiao Tang! Even if you have a conscience, let me tell you, all the apprentices your master accepted at the time, all of them have been forgotten by your master, and none of them have come to the door again, you have no conscience! Xiao Tang, today Just don't go, my wife just bought a lot of vegetables..." As she spoke, she walked into the back room.
"Wait." Mo Youqian snorted in his heart, being interrupted by Mo Fei and Tang Ren, the live broadcast has not been related yet...
"Wife, how can you do things like cooking yourself? Let me do it!" Mo Yougan hurried forward, trying to stop her, but unfortunately...
She stared blankly at Mo Yougan, the girl on the computer screen was still scratching her head...
"Little Tang used my computer for a while just now." Mo Yougan pointed at Tang Ren and said angrily, "Xiao Tang, it's not that Master told you, you are already quite old, why are you still so ignorant? How can these messy things be viewed on Master's computer?"
"Master, I..." Tang Ren felt so innocent, but when he saw his master wink at him, he could only say weakly, "I didn't mean to..."
"Wife, look, Xiao Tang is young, so don't worry too much about him." Mo Yougan heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to his wife with a smile.
"You think I'm an idiot!" The old woman took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lifted her foot, and stomped it out.
Mo Youqian felt bad. He knew that this was a precursor to his wife's madness: "Wait, wife, I feel that I still have the possibility of rescue..."
Before he could finish speaking, his wife slapped him out, slapped him in the face, and slammed him directly into the wall, the kind that couldn't be buckled.
Murphy and the others ran out of the Mo Family Boxing Gym as if they were escaping for their lives.
An earth-shattering voice came from behind, and every now and then an earthquake could be heard from the gym.
"I didn't expect that I haven't seen each other for so many years, and the old lady is still so virtuous and virtuous." Tang Ren gasped.
"Hey, what are you doing with the Spirit-Suppressing Talisman? Tell me, maybe I can help you!" Mo Fei looked at Tang Ren and his group, and smiled lightly.
"What's your business?" Tang Ren was extremely rude.
Qin Feng ignored Tang Ren and said bluntly: "We are investigating the death case of Wu Zhihao, the grandson of Wu Zhiyuan, the seventh uncle, and there is a magic talisman at the scene of his death. And we are still in the dilapidated shipyard on the Hudson River. Another homicide was also found in a talisman, so I suspect this is a serial murder case. Yin Yang Promise said there may be clues there."
"The dilapidated shipyard on the Hudson River?" Murphy touched his chin and said, "Where is the death of Seventh Uncle's grandson? Cause of death? Time of death."