Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"Yes, I forgot to introduce myself. I am French. My Chinese name is Ma Peter. It is a name given to me by my Chinese friends. They all call me Bai."

Liqueur's mouth twitched. Did people say that?

It turns out that the powerful people in the organization all have problems with their brains.

Or her little sweet wine is the most normal.

"Hmm..." Brandy looked at a girl who was warming up on the treadmill and shouted, "Ma..."

Margaret stopped talking immediately and said, "Mary, come and have a discussion with this lady."

Margaret turned off the treadmill and walked straight to the fighting room, throwing the towel aside. She had worked overtime last night and had to work overtime again this morning. She was so annoyed.

"Then, let's go and take a look together!" Suzuki Sonoko suggested, and pulled Kyogoku Makoto along.

Brandy smiled maliciously at Kyogoku Makoto, "Sir, are you also looking for a partner? I can invite one for you. Of course, I can also accompany you if you don't mind."

"Well, thank you very much. I want to watch the game first." Kyogoku Makoto said tactfully. After all, he was not a member here, and he didn't know how much it would cost to join.

Let’s wait and see first.

Everyone else was just watching the fun, but Liqueur was the only one who was cursing inside, because Margaret was her predecessor!

Are you going there for a competition?

This is asking for trouble.

And it was Senior Margaret who was dressed in class style, so she became a punching bag.

Who can save her.

We can't rely on our own people anymore.

The only one who can help is probably Kyogoku Makoto.

She looked at Kyogoku Makoto and invited him, "Kyogoku, do you want to go first? Didn't you want to fight with different masters to strengthen yourself?"

"This beautiful Miss Mary...Mary looks very impressive!"

"Here, we all give ourselves nicknames and don't reveal our real names. This is for the sake of everyone's privacy." Brandy rounded up the linguistic bug.

Liqueur rolled his eyes. Damn it, Mary, it’s hard to come up with a name for the wine. Should I also have trouble coming up with a name for my own wine?

"Then... I'll just call myself... Kukori." Liqueur gave his own name reversed.

"What are you taking so long for?" Margaret glanced at him impatiently, her resentment growing even stronger, and Liqueur shrank his neck in fear.

'Xiaolan' stepped onto the fighting arena and was met with a flying kick. She dodged quickly and skillfully imitated every move.

The people watching outside each had a cup of watermelon tea in their hands and drank the tea while eating the watermelon.

"Come on, Xiaolan! You are the best! Come on, come on!" Suzuki Sonoko congratulated her best friend and wanted to throw Kyogoku Makoto to help. "Kyogoku, why do I feel like Xiaolan can't beat Miss Mary?"

"Well, the difference in strength between women is not that big, but there is an absolute disparity in strength between Xiaolan and Miss Mary, so Xiaolan tried not to take the opponent's moves."

"Plus, the opponent's height, arms, and legs are obviously higher than Xiaolan's, so Xiaolan has no advantage. This is why the competition can only be between people of the same weight class."

Kyogoku Makoto explained to Suzuki Sonoko seriously, but his eyes fell on Margaret. He secretly sighed in his heart, she is really strong.

"So that's how it is. Doesn't that mean Xiaolan is going to lose?" Suzuki Sonoko was a little disappointed. In her heart, Xiaolan was the strongest. When Kudo Shinichi was not around, he would protect her when she was in danger.

I didn't expect there would be a woman stronger than Xiaolan.

"They are just sparring and learning from each other. There is no competition, so there is no winner or loser," Kyogoku Makoto stared at the two of them and said puzzledly, "Xiaolan's fighting style is different from before. I have seen her fights before, and it's not like this."

"Her current moves don't look like karate, but more like some mercenary fighting techniques."

"Of course, I also saw him once by chance abroad." Kyogoku Makoto was not sure.

"After all, this is not a competition. This is a place for mutual learning. If you are interested, Mr. Kyogoku can also find someone to learn from. I heard that you are called the Prince of Kicks. Maybe if you say this name, many people will want to learn from you!"

Brandy quickly changed the subject and glanced at Liqueur who was passively being beaten. Even if she was beaten severely, she couldn't resist. She just had to be beaten. Did she know that she was going to be exposed?

But Liqueur really didn't want to be beaten, so the moment he was kicked away, he quickly distanced himself from the opponent, and fell backwards with all his strength, throwing himself against the wall.

"Ran!" Sonoko was the one who was most worried about Ran. She rushed in and ran to her side, asking with concern, "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Kyogoku Makoto walked up to Margaret and bowed 90 degrees. "I would like to ask you for advice. Please give me this opportunity."

The resentment in Margaret was enough to feed ten evil sword immortals, so she didn't give him any chance and attacked directly, the two of them fighting back and forth.

Kyogoku Shinya felt the pressure, a pressure he had never felt before in a competition.

I thought it was a gym for little girls to exercise and take photos, but I didn't expect there were real experts here.

After the two fought for a while, Brandy, Gin, and Binga all saw Margaret's murderous intent, the kind of murderous intent that made her want to beat Kyogoku Makoto like he was her boss.

She may not be able to beat Kyogoku Makoto, but she can definitely kill him.

"This kid is really good. The people you mentioned are here."

Brandy took out his cell phone and pretended to make a call, then shouted to Margaret, "Ms. Mary, someone is looking for you. It seems to be urgent."

Margaret shook off Kyogoku Makoto and walked out the door without even glancing at Brandy.

"What a pity. It's rare to see such a master. There are really many hidden dragons and crouching tigers here." Kyogoku Makoto sighed. Although they didn't decide the winner, the opponent was really strong.

"There are many experts here, Mr. Kyogoku, why don't you join us? Our membership is very cheap, only 30 million, and we guarantee that your information will not be revealed. Of course, you also have to keep it secret from some of our enthusiasts."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't afford the fees." Kyogoku really wanted to join, but the fees were too expensive.

"In this case...if you don't mind, you can help us teach students. Many of our members here have their own martial arts schools or disciples, but they don't have time to discipline them. Previously, they hoped that someone could help them share the burden. If you are willing, they can help you share the membership fees."

Brandy has already made up his mind that seventeen or eighteen years old are no longer enough to satisfy his joy of exploiting employees as a boss, and he now wants to bring all the children in the organization over for a second transformation.