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Just as she had thought, Deng Fan finally returned safely, but when he returned home, his expression was not very good.

Du Xue didn't even need to ask to know the results, so she only said to Deng Fan: "You're finally back, hurry up and eat, the food is almost cold."

Deng Fan nodded and did not say anything else.

Halfway through lunch, Deng Fan finally couldn't resist slapping the table with his hand. Unresigned, he said: "I was about to succeed in applying for the position of fitness instructor today.

"How could this be?" Du Xue asked curiously.

"I didn't know who to pick at the beginning, but at the end, he said he would hire whoever treated him to a meal …" When Deng Fan said that he would treat his to a meal, he could not eat anymore.

"Then why don't you treat the boss to a meal?" Du Xue said.

"Of course I know that, but I only have a few dozen yuan on me. There are hundreds of people who can compete with me for the position, so I was immediately taken down." Deng Fan shook his head and sighed.

"If I knew this would happen, I would have given you more money." Du Xue said apologetically.

"Forget it. If it isn't my own, then I'm not destined to be able to get it. Let's keep looking for it!" Deng Fan comforted himself and no longer hesitated. He picked up his bowl and started to eat.

"Don't worry, I still have some money. I can keep it up for a while." Du Xue comforted Deng Fan.

"How much do you have left?" Deng Fan couldn't help but ask, "I've been spending all your money recently, so I didn't earn a single cent. I'm really ashamed."

"It's enough anyway, you don't have to worry." Du Xue said.

"Ahh, there are some things that are truly easy to think about, and very difficult to do. Many times, it is simply impossible to predict, so naturally, one cannot prepare in advance." Deng Fan could not help but shake his head and sigh.

"If it really isn't possible, then let me look for him!" Du Xue suddenly said.

"How can that be?" Deng Fan immediately objected, "I said I want to raise you."

Do you think I'm some kind of lazy woman?" Du Xue said, "I am already very happy that you have such a heart. And if you don't have a job, it's boring to do nothing at home all day. "I can't get a high-paying job, but if it were me, it would be easy to get a job where I could get a living!

"Can I have another two days?" Deng Fan looked at Du Xue sincerely and said.

Du Xue was silent for a moment, then said: "Alright, I hope you can succeed. I also have confidence in you. "

"Mm, I definitely won't let you down." Deng Fan nodded gratefully and said seriously.

That night, Deng Fan went out alone. On a dark street, he saw a recruitment notice written on the wall, saying that it was for a bodyguard with high salary and a phone number written on the back. The contact number was Mr. Hong.

"Why is there information about bodyguards in this kind of place?" Deng Fan was a little doubtful, but seeing the word "high salary", he couldn't help but take out his phone.

The call was quickly connected.

"Hello, may I ask if this is Hong Sheng?" Deng Fan immediately asked.

"Who are you?"

"Are you looking for a bodyguard?" Deng Fan tried to test the waters.

"Oh!" "That's right!" The low voice on the phone immediately became loud. "Do you want to try it?"

"So, can we meet and talk about it?"

"Sure, you can come over now!" The other party answered crisply.

"Where can I find you?"

The voice on the phone immediately gave Deng Fan a detailed address.

"Alright, I'll take a taxi over there."

"I'll wait for you. We'll talk when we meet." With that, he closed the line.

The agreed location was in an underground parking lot.

When Deng Fan arrived, there was already a black clothed man waiting for him.

Because it was already late at night and the man in black was the only person in the parking lot, his unique clothes, a pair of sunglasses, and a yaksha tattoo on his bare right arm made him stand out.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Hong?" Deng Fan walked towards the black-clothed man and asked.

"You're here to hire a bodyguard?" The black-clothed man sized Deng Fan up before he asked slowly.

"Yes." Deng Fan said.

Mr. Hong has been waiting for you for a long time, follow me! The black clothed man waved his hand at Deng Fan, gesturing for him to follow him.

Deng Fan followed the black-clothed man and entered a door, walking down a flight of stairs. He never thought that there would actually be a second floor.

He pushed open another door and entered a corridor on the second level.

This corridor was very narrow, only allowing two people to walk side by side. The sound of their footsteps could clearly be heard. The fluorescent lights above his head seemed to be malfunctioning, flickering as they created a terrifying atmosphere in the dark passage.

He walked through the dark corridor and pushed open another metal door. Immediately, his eyes opened up.

There was actually a parking lot here!

Of course, no car could get in here. It was just like a large basement in an underground parking lot.

There were no cars, but there were a lot of people.

Deng Fan did not bother to count the number of people there, but after looking around, he found that there were at least forty to fifty of them.

These people weren't gathered together, but were scattered in different corners. Some were chatting, some were puffing out clouds of smoke, and there were even some practicing martial arts towards the sandbag. The only similarity was that these people did not look like good people, but more like gangsters.

"Mr. Hong is up ahead." The black-clothed man pointed to the front and said to Deng Fan.

A well-built middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared in front of Deng Fan. This man was Mr. Hong.

"Mr. Hong, the person you invited has arrived." The black clothed man came to the front of Mr. Hong and said respectfully.

Mr. Hong was biting on a cigar, exhaling smoke rings, he sized Deng Fan up and asked: What's your name, brother?

"Du Li." Deng Fan who lost his memory said.

The Mr. Hong slightly nodded his head, he then took down the cigar in his mouth and asked: "What were you doing before?"

"I worked at the construction site before." Deng Fan spoke the truth. As for his previous occupation, he could not recall a thing.

Mr. Hong made an 'oh' before continuing: "Have you ever been a bodyguard before?"

"Does being a bodyguard require experience?" Deng Fan asked.

When the Mr. Hong heard this, he smiled and said, "Actually, that is not important. But I must first test you to see if you are up to the task. "

"What kind of test is this?" Deng Fan asked.

"Follow me."

The Mr. Hong then brought Deng Fan to a corner where they had surrounded a dozen people early in the morning. Two of them were fighting in the crowd.

"Mr. Hong wants me to fight them?" Deng Fan asked.

"Let's take a look first." Mr. Hong said.

Hearing this, Deng Fan stood quietly by the side and watched the show.

One of them was a westerner with short golden hair, a tall nose, and sunken eyes. He looked extremely ferocious.

The other man was from the East. He had black eyes, yellow skin, and a relatively inferior physique. However, his muscles also had horns. It was obvious that he had trained hard before, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to maintain such a physique.

The two of them had been fighting for who knows how long, but now it seemed that the Caucasian had the upper hand.

At this moment, the yellow-skinned man seemed to be out of energy and his movements were slow. He didn't have enough time to dodge and take a few more punches from Blondie.

The last punch was so heavy that it knocked the yellow skin to the ground.

"I can't take it anymore, I surrender!" Yellowskin said, raising his hands.

Blonde gave the loser a contemptuous look, then raised his arms and walked around the crowd, enjoying the cheers from the audience.

"How long did he last?" Mr. Hong suddenly turned to ask the black clothed man beside him.

The man in black checked the time and replied, "About ten minutes."

The Mr. Hong shook his head in dissatisfaction and then said to Deng Fan: "Brother Du, go and compete with this foreign devil! "You don't have to win. As long as you can last for more than 15 minutes, it's fine."

Deng Fan nodded, and then slowly walked out of the crowd under everyone's gaze.

Golden Fur looked at Deng Fan with the same face of contempt. He even arrogantly waved his hand at Deng Fan, saying in English, "Comeon!"

Deng Fan was not in a hurry to go over. Instead, he walked around the golden fur slowly, as if he wanted to see through it from every angle.

"Hurry up and attack!" One of the onlookers couldn't wait any longer.

"Show this foreign devil some color!"

"Smash his nose!"

In that moment, discussions filled the air, most were in support of Deng Fan's words, and many were cursing the foreigners.

The golden hair did not care about the people who were attacking him, as though he did not understand a single word, he only stared straight at Deng Fan, and assumed a fighting stance.

Deng Fan didn't seem to have any intentions of attacking first, he slowly took a few steps back and placed one hand on his thigh, while the other hand made a provocative gesture towards the golden hair, as a form of response to his opponent's rudeness.

The corner of the golden hair's mouth rose slightly, as if victory was within his grasp. Then, he suddenly shouted and rushed forward with quick steps, his right fist sending stars flying and moon flying, attacking towards Deng Fan's face.

The aura of this punch was like a mountain.

The wind from a tiger's punch seemed to be able to hurt people.

Deng Fan dodged to the side and borrowed the force of the punch to use a move that could shake a thousand kilograms. He actually threw the golden fur that was like Mount Tai behind him!

The golden hair fell down to the ground like a dog eating shit!

Everyone present was stunned, no one thought that Deng Fan would only use one move to defeat the big sized guy!

Golden Fur was even more angry from the embarrassment. He immediately crawled up, gritted his teeth and pounced towards Deng Fan like a mad dog.

Deng Fan saw the opportunity and fell backwards, landing a kick on the crotch of the gold-furred pants.

Ah!" The golden hair let out a miserable scream like a pig being butchered, and once again fell down to the ground like a dog eating shit.

The golden hair was knocked down twice in a row, and he only used one move!

To the onlookers, this could no longer be described as terrifying.

If looks could kill, his eyes would be enough to kill Deng Fan a hundred times over.

Unfortunately, eyes could not kill, especially when it came to angry eyes. This was because anger always made people lose their rationality.

On the contrary, only someone with a calm expression could kill.

Not only was Deng Fan's gaze calm, it was also extremely calm.

When Blondie roared at him again, there was only one thing he did.

Sweeping his legs.

He used a sweeping kick to attack the Golden Fur's lower body.

Without any suspense, Blondie fell again. Furthermore, his fall was even uglier than the previous two. It could no longer be described as' a dog eating feces'.

The dog could at least walk away in pleasure after eating shit.

But he didn't even have the strength to get up.

In less than a minute, Deng Fan had defeated his opponent.

Even the Mr. Hong was shocked, the cigar in his mouth dropping to the ground.

"Mr. Hong, is that it?" Deng Fan turned and asked Mr. Hong.

Mr. Hong regained his senses and immediately clapped his hands in praise, "Good, good, very good, you have been officially recruited."

"Thank you very much." Deng Fan immediately nodded his head in thanks. Naturally, he was also very happy.

"Follow me." The Mr. Hong then took Deng Fan away.

The two of them entered a secret room.

"Let me make it clear to you first, the position of bodyguard is not easy, you must regularly fight with others on the stage. Of course, if you win, the reward money will be no less for you." The Mr. Hong said.

"Fight in the arena?" Deng Fan asked suspiciously, "Is it like before?"

"Pretty much!" Mr. Hong patted Deng Fan's shoulder, "But with your skill, you should be able to take it down easily!"

"How much will you get if you win?"

"Looking at the situation, it should at least be a few thousand, or even a few tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands."

Deng Fan thought for a while before replying, "Alright, I have no problems with that."

"I knew you'd agree." The Mr. Hong was also very happy, he took out a sum of money and gave it to Deng Fan, then said: "Here is five thousand gold, take it and use it. I'll call you over when I need you."

"This …" Deng Fan was a little hesitant, he did not accept the money immediately.

"It's fine. Take it. I believe in you." Mr. Hong forced the money towards Deng Fan and continued, "This amount of money is our contract. As long as you have the ability, you will have many opportunities to earn big money in the future."

"Alright, then I'll accept it." Deng Fan finally agreed, "In the future, if there's anything you need, just tell me."

"Alright, alright. We will definitely cooperate happily."

Seeing Deng Fan off, the black clothed man could not help but ask Mr. Hong: "Mr. Hong, aren't you worried that he won't return?"

Mr. Hong smiled slightly, "That won't happen, I can see that he is in urgent need of money. A person like him will not only come, but will also put in a lot of effort. "