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Chapter 3: Bad News, Good News(1/2)

After Gao Wei bought the lottery, he became more relaxed, moved for a while, and started practicing.

He got up from the bed, carefully walked through the narrow area between the bed and the coffee table, and came to a slightly spacious place in the rental house. He stood like a pine tree, closed his eyes and thought, and his whole temperament changed suddenly.

Then, starting from the starting position, the twenty-four Tai Chi was punched out.

Hold your chest and pull your back, there is stillness in movement, and there is movement in silence...

This set of boxing techniques that were well-known in his previous life were very standard and smooth in his previous life, which was even better than the teaching movements in those videos.

When people are in adversity, they should not let their low moods drive their bodies, but should let their bodies move to drive their spirits.

Gao Wei practiced this sentence very thoroughly.

As usual, after this simple boxing style, he became more energetic and was left behind by him in his mind.

Gao Wei successively used Shaolin Long Fist, the powerful Vajra Palm, followed by the Great Demon-Subduing Fist in the Nine Yin True Sutra, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws...

He even used Quanzhen Sword Technique to replace the sword, Dugu Nine Swords...

The rules of legs are seventy-two ways of legs, and Shaolin's unique skills are like shadows to follow the legs...

The body and footwork include Lingbo Microsteps, the magic moves all kinds of changes, the wild majesty moves, and the eight steps to catch cicadas...

In his hands, martial arts are like a kaleidoscope, emerging in endless ways, both strong and feminine, without any sense of incongruity.

Originally, it was not easy to open in this shabby room of more than ten square meters, but whenever Gaodi arrived at the corner of the wall and beside the bed, he would naturally adjust his steps, stand, and move around the perfect way. The small shabby room did not affect his performance.

Overall, the actions are in place.

Because he has not really practiced successfully, there is no true qi in his body. Similar to the situation that may lead to adverse consequences after practicing Lingbo Microwaves, it will not happen to him.

To get involved in the devil, it is possible to reach a certain level of internal strength.

Gao Wei has never had this qualification.

There are still benefits of strengthening the body.

After all, his body can die suddenly after taking genetic awakening agents, which shows that his mental strength is obviously defective. That guy often has symptoms of neurasthenia such as insomnia and migraine...

After practicing this year, Gao Wei gradually cured his insomnia and migraine, and his mental energy became more and more abundant. Perhaps his mental strength indicators were not as good as those of ordinary people in this world, but they no longer had any impact on his life, work, and study.

It cannot be said that his kung fu has no practical ability.

After all, in his previous life, he often made friends through martial arts and visited many people. It was common for him to compete with some martial arts masters. As the results of the competition were, they won and lost.

He also helped the police uncle catch a thief, and it is okay to deal with one or two little thieves...

Through this year of uninterrupted practice, he has already picked up the experience of his previous life.

Of course, what is the use of experience in previous lives, but it is not very useful.

After all, all the so-called martial arts masters I met in his previous life are just ordinary people from his current perspective.

To be precise, they are far from comparable to ordinary people in this world who have been constantly infiltrated with spiritual energy.

There are too many great gods in this world who cannot afford to offend him. He has to work and make money during the day, so he can only practice after get off work...

He was a professional martial arts enthusiast in his previous life, and this life became an amateur...

He even had to keep it a secret, after all, this kind of practice cannot even break through the level of monks...

If you say it out, you may even be despised.

And he has not saved money to buy a decent martial art in this world so far...

What else can he expect?

It is definitely not easy to persevere like this.

After practicing all kinds of skills, he began to practice the internal mental methods such as the Yi Jin Jing, the Nine Yang Jing, the Nine Yin Jing, the Bone-Forging Chapter of the Nine Yin Jing.

Without the real true qi operation, he practiced extremely skillfully. The speed of imagining "carrying the world and running the true qi" was extremely fast, and it would be no problem to practice dozens of internal energy mental methods in half an hour.

When it was past 11 o'clock in the evening, he washed up briefly and started the last item: Sleeping Arhat Fist.

The various strange postures in the movie "The Legend of the World" that violate the human body structure and the gravity of the earth in the movie "The Legend of Wushu" are not under any pressure.

From this we can see that his muscles and bones have reached a certain level of practice, otherwise it would be very difficult to unlock the postures of this technique.

After the practice, Gao Wei sweated all over and poured a basin of cold water, and carefully wiped his body.

“Will today be a good start?”

Gao Wei thought.

The lottery ticket bought for 38 yuan will be announced tomorrow at 5 am.

This is the set time of artificial intelligence, and there is no question of whether to go to work.

If you can win the prize, the money will be paid in real time after the tax is deducted. He doesn't need to collect it at all. There is no need to worry about personal safety.

After Gaowei finished washing, he opened his personal system and looked at it, thought for a while, and set the alarm clock at 5:01 am.

Then he took an exaggerated position in the sleeping Arhat Fist and fell asleep.

Even when he was sleeping, he kept practicing.

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call……

The next day, Gao Wei opened his eyes and opened his personal system as soon as possible.

It was exactly 5 a.m., and he woke up one minute earlier than the alarm clock.

Gao Wei didn't even go to wash up, but stared at the personal system.

Not long after, a message suddenly came to the personal system.

Gao Wei's heart was thrilled.

After opening it, I found that it was sent by a black man named Carl, telling him that he had to go to a block in Manhattan, New York City, North Mid in three days to participate in a competition in the underground black boxing world.

Gao Wei frowned.

Carl has been pestering him recently, and once even came to the door directly to ask him to participate in this black boxing competition.

This kind of person is like a candy, and he cannot be shaken off after being stuck.

Carl obviously probably is involved in the black boxing world, claiming to be a boxing agent, and making a living by forcing people to enter the black boxing world to earn head fees and other benefits. He has a certain gangster background.

When this man stood before him, Gao Wei felt a sense of spiritual oppression. He knew that Carl might be a monk and his strength would definitely outperform him.

As for why Carl, who is a monk, got into trouble with him, an ordinary person, Gao Wei is so confused...

But he knew that the black boxing world was a famous place where black people were eating and killing people was not worth their lives. He knew that his strength was not good, so he naturally avoided it and was afraid of it.

But the moment he was entangled, his destiny was determined.

It is impossible to hide.

If you participate...

Life-threatening!

It's like ten deaths and no life!

With his ordinary people's strength, not to mention anything else, he will have almost no chance of winning if he sends out an intelligent robot or intelligent machine animal at the level of a monk.

There is only one result of failure, death!

Because the black boxing world only divides life and death, regardless of victory or defeat...

Very tricky.

Unexpectedly, what he was waiting for was such a message, and he felt a little heavier in an instant.

Gao Wei also kept thinking in his mind.

"He came to me because he knew I was practicing martial arts... Then how did he know that I was practicing martial arts? I have always kept my mouth shut, and no one knew that I was practicing martial arts 'secretly'. Could it be that it was leaked through Skynet? Information leakage is really a killer, especially in this society, which is simply terrible..."

Gao Wei was helpless.

At the same time, he inferred that Carl's background should not be that simple. After all, the federal government has extremely strict privacy protection laws and cannot obtain other people's privacy data by just one person.

"There are probably some terrible backgrounds behind this guy, but if he had a background, why would he engage in such a profession? I am so entangled with an ordinary person? It's a headache..."

At this moment, the personal screen vibrated slightly and another message came.

"The lottery you purchased won the first prize, each 100,000,000 federal currency, 19 bets totaled 19 million federal currency, deducted 95 million yuan of taxes, and the remaining 95 million federal currency... It has been transferred to your personal account. Please click..."

This news temporarily swept away the haze in his heart. He looked at it carefully several times with his breath, and then he stretched out his trembling finger.

Of course, for controlling personal systems, the movements with fingers are basically habitual unnecessary movements, and Gaowei doesn't pay attention to it at this time.

After clicking in, it was nothing more than some details of the lottery winnings. Gao Wei looked at it again and again, then took a deep breath: "Is this... rich?"

"A full 190 million federal coins..."

"No, it's 95 million federal coins..."

"The full half of the personal income tax is really bad! It is said that this kind of thing is tax-free for monks, even the lowest-level one-star monks... It's a pity that I can't enjoy this kind of treatment..."

"Well, I was wrong. I shouldn't be staring at that half of the tax, but I should be happy that I got 95 million federal dollars out of thin air..."
To be continued...
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