Fanatic!

Chapter 14 is truly a promising talent.

After finishing his meal, Chen Wujun went to the martial arts school. Huang Meizhen came out of the dental clinic carrying a lunchbox. When she saw a blood bank at the entrance of the city wall, she hesitated for a moment.

In particular, the blood bank's window had a sign that read: "One dose: 80; Five doses: 550; Eight doses: 980."

Huang Meizhen hesitated for a moment, but still went into the blood bank.

Although this amount of money was a drop in the bucket compared to the loan of over 30,000 yuan, she still wanted to save some for her eldest son.

After all, he was her child. He used to be so sensible and even said he would make a lot of money to buy her a big house when he grew up.

Although she has been led astray, she still believes that her boss will eventually come to his senses.

A moment later, Huang Meizhen came out of the blood bank, her face slightly pale and her legs feeling weak as she walked.

She felt that the people at the blood bank had drawn too much blood, and she even argued with them for a few minutes.

I was buying groceries and heading home when a person suddenly appeared in the alley. He was filthy and looked like a beggar.

"mom!"

At this time, Chen Wuhong was filthy and smelled bad. He was so thin that he was skin and bones. It was unknown how long it had been since he had taken a bath or eaten a full meal.

Upon seeing the other person's face, Huang Meizhen burst into tears.

"Ah Hong, what happened to you?"

"Are you hungry? Let's go home, Mom will cook for you."

"That loan shark came to our house, but your dad paid it back. They won't come looking for you anymore. Come home with Mom!"

Upon hearing that the loan shark's money had been repaid, Chen Wuhong's face immediately lit up with joy.

Then, with heartfelt emotion, she called out, "Mom!"

"Where's the second child?"

"To pay off your high-interest loan, your father borrowed a large sum of money, and your second son also has to work at the martial arts school to help you pay it off! He's at the martial arts school now! Do you want to find him?" Huang Meizhen was a little puzzled. Why didn't the eldest son ask anyone else, but instead asked if the second son was home first?

"I won't look for him. He's my brother, of course I have to ask!" Chen Wuhong breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he went home with Huang Meizhen.

Huang Meizhen noticed that Chen Wuhong was limping when he walked and asked with concern, "What happened to your leg? Are you injured?"

Chen Wuhong was silent for a moment. Now his legs hurt whenever he walked, and he really wanted to tell his mother that it was his second son who broke his legs.

Nobody knows how he got through that month.

They're just like rats in the gutter, or even worse.

However, considering the methods of his second brother, he still didn't dare to speak up. He was really afraid that if he did, his second brother would find an opportunity to kill him.

“He fell…” Chen Wuhong said after a moment of silence.

After returning home, Chen Wuhong casually asked, "Where's my younger brother?"

"I went to a classmate's house to play."

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Chen Wuhong asked as he ate his meal, "Mom, do you have any money?"

"Ah Hong, you still want to gamble? Look at yourself now!" Huang Meizhen was shocked and heartbroken when she heard this.

“It’s not gambling. Someone introduced me to a job in Hongxianglu Bay. It pays 3000 yuan a month, but I have to pay 600 yuan for uniforms,” Chen Wuhong said immediately.

"Really not gambling?"

"It would be great if you could settle down and focus on your work!"

“But why is the clothing cost so much? All the money at home has been used to pay off your debts, and I only have a little over a hundred yuan here!” Huang Meizhen immediately became worried.

Of this 100-plus yuan, 80 yuan came from selling my blood, and the rest was for buying groceries these past few days.

"Mom, please help me think of a way. I can't work without paying for the uniforms. The job isn't tiring, and I can even get a raise if I work there long enough," Chen Wuhong pleaded.

"I...I'll think of something. Wait for me at home." Huang Meizhen hesitated for a long time before finally gritting her teeth, changing her clothes, and going out.

A moment later, she borrowed some money and, together with the money she had just earned from selling her blood, she had a total of six hundred yuan.

“When are you going to work? Don’t leave at night. Your dad will be happy to know you’ve stopped gambling! He was just saying that out of anger. Don’t hate your dad.”

"I'll go pay the money in a bit, then I'll start working over there. I'll come back after I get paid," Chen Wuhong said.

After finishing his meal, he went back to his room, grabbed some clothes, and put them in his bag.

……

In the evening, Chen Wujun left the martial arts school, his spine twitching as he walked, gradually experiencing the springiness of his body.

"The spine acts like a bow, releasing explosive power... integrating the strength of the whole body together."

As he walked, Chen Wujun seemed to have an epiphany. Suddenly, he bent forward and stepped forward, thrusting out with his elbow. Although the force was not great, it produced a slight whooshing sound.

Although there was no stake being driven into the ground, Chen Wujun was certain that the force of his elbow strike was much greater than usual.

"The body is the bow, the elbow is the arrow..."

Chen Wujun felt that he seemed to understand something.

When I got home and went into my bedroom, I found that it had been disturbed.

My heart skipped a beat. I opened the closet and saw that it had been tampered with, and several of my eldest son's clothes were missing.

He immediately found the money he had hidden in the corner under the cabinet, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the money was still there.

Fortunately, he had hidden the money in an inconspicuous place beforehand, fearing that his boss might secretly return and discover it, so it was not discovered.

Although he hid the money in three different places, and had just paid two months' rent for the martial arts school, there was still 6000 yuan left.

If the boss steals this money, he'll kill someone.

That eldest son is a gambling addict; he's just a burden to the family.

After putting the money back, Chen Wujun casually asked during his meal, "Big brother's back?"

"What's that spendthrift doing back here?" Chen Hanliang felt a surge of anger upon hearing Chen Wuhong's name.

“He’s still your son no matter what! Ah Hong said he’s quit gambling. He found a job in Hongxianglu Bay that pays 3000 yuan a month! He’s going to work today and will come back after he gets paid.”

"How could he not gamble? I'd rather believe a dog wouldn't eat shit!" Chen Hanliang said angrily.

Although he looked angry, Chen Hanliang secretly hoped that the spendthrift son would really stop gambling.

"He didn't ask you for money?" Chen Wujun suddenly asked.

“He needs to pay for his uniform when he goes to work, 600 yuan!” Huang Meizhen said.

"Who pays money before receiving a salary?" Chen Hanliang was even angrier. "He's clearly cheating people out of money to gamble."

“You’re his father, you have to give him a chance, believe in him one more time, okay?” Huang Meizhen pleaded. Chen Hanliang sighed and didn’t say anything more.

Chen Wujun ate his meal in silence, refusing to believe that the gambling addict had gone to work.

Judging from his mother's expression, he was too lazy to say anything more.

However, this guy didn't mention the time he hit him, which shows he knows what's good for him.

He was contemplating whether to break his legs and leave him at home. As long as he didn't gamble or owe money, it would be fine to have a useless person at home.

After finishing his meal, Chen Wujun still went out, but instead of going to the rooftop, he went to the casino in the walled city.

As soon as I arrived at the casino entrance, I saw a gambling addict being kicked out of the casino.

Chen Wujun lifted the curtain and went inside; the place was filled with a foul, chaotic atmosphere.

Everyone's face was filled with greed, ecstasy, resentment, and all sorts of desires.

Chen Wujun glanced around but didn't see Chen Wuhong, so he turned and left.

I searched more than a dozen places, but I couldn't find Chen Wuhong.

"Has that guy really turned over a new leaf?"

After searching more than twenty places without finding Chen Wuhong, Chen Wujun gave up and stopped looking.

When I got home and went downstairs, I saw the little girl Shufen sitting outside the house, her hands cupping her face, looking like she was in a daze.

"Are there still guests this late?" Chen Wujun said casually.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a man's voice came from inside the room cursing: "You're always entertaining clients, where's the money? Where did all the money go? Are you keeping a gigolo behind my back?"

"Money, money, money! You've gambled away all your money! School starts soon, and I haven't even scraped together enough for my daughter's tuition, and you're still asking me for money!" A woman's sharp, angry voice rang out from inside.

Shufen turned her head and glanced at the doorway, her eyes filled with sorrow and helplessness.

He glanced at Chen Wujun and then continued to stare blankly.

Chen Wujun didn't say anything more, thinking as he walked upstairs, "These gamblers deserve to die!"

"They will never repent; they will only continue to leech off others!"

"If we find out the eldest is gambling again, we might as well just get rid of him! Although our parents will be heartbroken, it's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time."

Chen Wujun's mind raced with thoughts, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He went up to the rooftop, to the corner where he often practiced his stance, and threw a few empty soda bottles aside.

After calming myself down, I began practicing the twenty-four forms of Wolf Fist that I had learned today.

At first, his movements were slow, but after a few rounds, they gradually became faster, and each punch and elbow strike was steady and powerful.

Each time he exerted force, his feet slammed heavily onto the rooftop, stirring up a bit of dust.

……

A few days later, Chen Wuqi's school started, and he went back to school to study, only returning on weekends.

After Lin Zetao left, only one disciple remained at the martial arts school, still practicing his stance. But after a couple of days, he stopped coming.

The martial arts school only had four disciples left for sparring, and they didn't come every day. Many times, it was just him and Senior Brother Li from morning till night.

Senior Brother Li was not in a hurry at all.

Chen Wujun increasingly felt that the martial arts school was not for making money.

I don't know why the owner opened a martial arts school here.

Chen Wujun learned more and more at the martial arts school. Every day, in addition to standing meditation and the 24 forms of Wolf Fist, he also practiced knee and elbow exercises.

Almost every day my elbow is covered in blood and gore.

He had broken the hemp rope that was originally wrapped around the wooden stake and then rewrapped it.

It wasn't until half a month later.

Chen Wujun stood on the edge of the rooftop, reaching out to touch the protective wall in front of him, his expression a mixture of emotions.

He felt that he had almost mastered the Wolf Fist, and he had also made considerable progress in the Five Bows of the Body. Even his senior brother Li was satisfied with his progress.

Next, you should practice on the protective wall; that will help you improve faster.

However, the protective wall is only 30 centimeters wide, making it difficult to even stand on it, let alone practice boxing on it, which requires turning around and punching and kicking.

One wrong step and you'll fall to your death.

……

Meanwhile, on the rooftop of another building in the distance, Shark Nine, dressed in trousers and a shirt and holding a can of beer, watched with interest as Chen Wujun hesitated in the distance.

Chen Wujun could not see him, but she could see Chen Wujun very clearly.

She often went to the rooftop for fresh air and frequently saw Chen Wujun standing on the retaining wall. She even saw him almost fall off once.

I also saw Chen Wujun practicing the 24 forms of Wolf Fist these days.

She now seemed to be able to guess what Chen Wujun was hesitating about, and what intrigued her was what Chen Wujun would do.

After more than ten minutes, Chen Wujun pushed himself up with both hands and leaped onto the protective wall.

After standing for a few minutes to calm myself down, I slowly made the gesture of bowing to my master, and then my body began to move slowly.

At this moment, Chen Wujun's mind was at its peak, and he was completely free of any external distractions.

Upon seeing this, Shark Nine grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth as sharp as a shark's.

"He's really fearless! What a promising talent, a truly promising talent!"

She knew all too well what it felt like to stand on a rooftop—the feeling of facing an abyss, where one wrong step would mean certain death.

Because... that's how she used to practice boxing.

"Although he's a bit young, there aren't many promising talents like him!" Shark Nine was becoming more and more interested in this boy.

　This book is written in a slightly different style than my previous ones. This time it's set in a fictional world, so there's a lot more to explore.

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