Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

Unexpectedly, it was just a well-intentioned reminder, but it turned into a mockery in the bodyguard's ears. The bodyguard immediately became angry and stared at Lawrence with flames of anger flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Lawrence to death.

The bodyguard took the lead in attacking, rushing towards Lawrence and swinging his fist, hitting Lawrence hard in the chest.

"Haha, good chance!" Lawrence sneered. Facing the bodyguard's attack, he chose not to dodge. Instead, he faced it head-on, straightened his chest, and took the bodyguard's punch.

"You're looking for death!" The bodyguard was so furious when he saw Lawrence looking down on him that he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands. He wished he could smash Lawrence to pieces with one punch.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the bodyguard's fist collided violently with Lawrence's chest. However, surprisingly, the bodyguard was so strong that he was knocked back several steps, while Lawrence stood firmly in place, motionless, as if the attack just now was just a trivial breeze.

"Impossible! This is impossible! My punch can kill a cow, how could you be okay?" The bodyguard widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment, looked at Lawrence in disbelief, and muttered to himself.

"Killing a cow with one punch? You really are a boaster! You're not talking about a snail, are you?" Lawrence sneered with a scornful smile on his face.

"How dare you underestimate me!" The bodyguard was so angry that his face turned blue and his hair stood on end after hearing Lawrence's words. He did not hesitate and rushed forward again, punching and kicking Lawrence's body like a storm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Each punch came with a fierce gust of wind, hitting Lawrence's body like raindrops.

But no matter how the bodyguards attacked, Lawrence remained motionless, and only the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard, echoing in the air.

"Have you had enough? It's my turn!" Lawrence punched the bodyguard in the face quickly and hard.

"It's over!" This was the only thought in the bodyguard's mind at this moment. He was so focused on attacking frantically that he completely forgot about defense.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the 1.85-meter-tall bodyguard was knocked to the ground by a punch and couldn't get up for a long time.

"This..." The big shot was stunned. He knew that his bodyguard was very powerful, but he didn't expect that he would lose to a foreign aristocrat who had been pampered since childhood.

"Kid! I only used half of my strength in this punch. If my master hadn't told me to be gentler, I would have killed you with one punch." Lawrence curled his lips and said to the bodyguard contemptuously.

"Jianjun! Is what your apprentice said true? He only used half of his strength in one punch and knocked a special forces king to the point where he couldn't get up?" the big shot asked hurriedly.

"Well! It should be true. After all, Lawrence is tall and big, so he is very strong! It has nothing to do with the Kung Fu I taught him. My Kung Fu is used to maintain health." Zhang Jianjun explained awkwardly.

"Okay, Jianjun! You don't have to explain. I know what you are thinking. With your great abilities, it's a shame for you to be a worker in a steel mill. How about this, you come to the army and be an instructor!" The big shot said with a smile.

Just as Zhang Jianjun was about to open his mouth to refute, the voice of the system suddenly came from his mind.

[The system detects that the host is facing a major decision. Choose to reject the proposal of the big shot. The reward skill of mind reading is to hear the voices of others.]

[Choose 2 and accept the suggestion of the big man, and you will be rewarded with the skill of flying, which means you can fly freely in the sky like a bird.]

"Fuck! Is this guy trying to become an immortal? He can even fly? Of course I have to choose one." Zhang Jianjun replied to the system in his mind.

What a bullshit mind reading, it's nothing compared to the ability to fly. After all, flying has been mankind's biggest dream for tens of thousands of years, otherwise mankind would not have created things like airplanes, hot air balloons, and rockets.

"Well... after all, I have developed feelings for the factory, and I can't bear to leave Director Yang, you see!" Zhang Jianjun said with embarrassment, but in fact he wanted to have it all.

"It's okay! Your position in the factory is still reserved. You can go to the factory anytime when you are free." The big shot said with a smile.

"But! My master told me at the beginning that he would only let me teach disciples and not let me leak the skills of our sect. Moreover, a large amount of medicinal materials are needed for training. This is a problem." Zhang Jianjun continued to speak, wanting more benefits.

"There's no problem with the medicinal herbs. I will find someone to help you solve it. And your master doesn't allow you to disclose our sect's skills. This makes it even simpler. He won't allow you to disclose it to ordinary people, but for the soldiers who defend their country, he can still teach them a little." The big shot appealed to his emotions and reason.

"Okay then! I promise you!" Zhang Jianjun nodded reluctantly.

"Okay! Just have a good rest at home these few days and don't have to go to work at the factory. I will come to see you in a few days." After the big shot said this, he was about to get up and leave.

"It's not too late to leave after dinner!" Zhang Jianjun hurriedly spoke up to stop them.

"No more eating! We can eat at any time. This matter is very important. I need to go back and talk to my old comrades." The big shot waved his hand and hurried away with everyone.

After sending the big shot away, Zhang Jianjun looked at Lawrence and smiled helplessly: "Disciple! You must learn to be low-key in the future! I didn't want to get involved in these power struggles."

Lawrence had a different view: "Master, isn't the purpose of life to achieve fame and fortune? You have money now, but you still don't have fame and power. I think this is an opportunity."

Zhang Jianjun thought for a while after hearing this, and then he sighed helplessly: "Well! Since it is God's will! I will accept it!"

Afterwards, Zhang Jianjun put all the food on the table back into the space. After all, thrift is a fine tradition of our nation. We are not like some international friends named Dai Shan who only have a few bucks and never turn off the faucet at home.

How much water is wasted this year? You know, there are still many places in the world where people cannot drink clean water.