She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Mr. Qiao has also seen some talented people who cannot be judged by common sense.

For example, more than ten years ago, he fought with someone. Although he had already developed qi power, he was still suppressed by the opponent.

If the other party had not held back, he would have lost his life.

Later, I saw people making fire from a distance. It was said that it was some kind of supernatural power.

And does the Yan family also have special abilities?

Otherwise, why couldn't he understand a single word of the old lady's handwriting?

Manshu's eyes lit up. Handwriting?

"Can you show it to me?"

Manshu really didn't care about exposing anything.

She felt that Mr. Qiao was the kind of master who lived in seclusion in the city, and he might have had some fortuitous encounters.

The handwritten letter was put by Mr. Qiao in a box, which was also the box left by that aunt.

Manshu glanced at the lock on the box.

It turned out to be a mechanical lock.

This……

Why does she think the old aunt is so awesome?

"Can you open it?" She looked at Qiao Lao.

Old Qiao nodded without hesitation: "I have learned some skills before."

What kind of skill could be needed to open the mechanism lock?

Manshu had heard about the rumors about Mr. Qiao from the old man and Captain Zhang Lan.

Suspected of being involved in tomb robbing.

Although we didn't catch him, we didn't see him smuggling any cultural relics.

But what he usually sells at his stall are all good goods.

"Don't get me wrong, I do know a tomb robber, but I'm not in the same business as them."

Although he had learned the skills, Mr. Qiao had no intention of making a living from that.

After all, digging up people's ancestral graves is too immoral and not so easy to do.

But he opened the lock in just a few moves, which was still impressive.

"Xiaolong, are you planning to work in the martial arts gym now?" Yan Zhentian asked as he was about to leave.

In fact, he was about to leave the capital and return to City C.

I've been away there for too long, and Yan Zhan is also on a "business trip", so someone still has to be in charge of the company.

"I only have a little bit of strength, and I owe my kung fu to my grandfather."

Xiaolong felt a little embarrassed.

The Yan family is so powerful, but he seems to know nothing.

"Uncle, there are fewer people learning martial arts now. Opening a martial arts school is just a sentiment. It has no future."

Manshu interrupted.

"My third uncle opened a security company. If you are interested, you might as well become a training master there."

"If you want to go on a mission, you can. You can earn more money on a mission, but it also comes with danger."

"But if you're an instructor, you don't have to face those things."

"I think you have good hard skills, maybe you can get the job."

Xiaolong's eyes lit up because he heard the word "more money".

Although he had previously focused all his attention on the martial arts school.

But martial arts schools really don’t make much money.

There aren't any formal competitions in a martial arts school like theirs, and the money he earns isn't enough to pay for Qingqing's medical treatment.

If he hadn't received the subsidy from the Yan family and hadn't sold his great-grandmother's belongings, he would have probably been struggling to make ends meet long ago.

Before Lin Long could reply, his cell phone rang.

He answered the phone, and an anxious voice came from the other end: "Brother Xiaolong, it's bad, someone came to challenge our martial arts gym, and our master was injured!"

Xiaolong's expression suddenly changed: "If there is a chance, I will contact my niece another day, but I have something else to deal with now, so I can't send my cousin and niece back."

When Qiao Lao was young, he often went to the countryside to collect wasteland. He was left by Qiao Lao in the martial arts hall of an old friend.

Therefore, the current owner of the martial arts school is his master.

Xiaolong couldn't just ignore the fact that his master was injured.

Manshu was surprised. What era is this? And there is still such a thing as challenge?

She glanced at her grandfather and said, "I want to go take a look."