Zhang Xiaoping explained with a smile: "Old Uncle Wu, I've been very careful. I'm not in a hurry. I'm driving slower. It's just that these guests are a little weaker. They can just take a rest."
Old Uncle Wu looked at Peng Feng and the others and said with a smile: "Don't see anyone else when you come to our training ground. Just tell me if you need anything. Oh... By the way, you can just call me Old Wu from now on."
Peng Feng and others also smiled and said a few polite words.
Zhang Xiaoping saw that those who were motion sick had recovered a little, so he put away his smile and said: "Teacher Huang, since these guests are peripheral members of the Urban Management Department participating in the training, you are all under my control from now on.
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Peng Feng was a little confused for a moment. What kind of training class? I didn't say anything about it! Didn't it just mean a party? Why did we all become members of a peripheral organization of the urban management department?
Zhang Xiaoping ignored him, looked at everyone and said loudly: "Welcome everyone to join the Qinghetan training class. From today on, I will be your instructor. You can call me Instructor Ye Zi, or Instructor Xiaoye. Now I
Announce the discipline and schedule of the training class for the next week."
"Um... Instructor Xiaoye, wait a minute, we are just here for a party, not for any training, and it doesn't take a week, we will just stay for two days and then leave." Peng Feng quickly explained.
At this time, several people in the team had already noticed that something was wrong. Among them, two sturdy young men quietly took a few steps closer to the middle-aged man in a long gown.
But they found that except for the young officer in front of them and the old military leader next to them, there were no soldiers around. It seemed that this was not the worst situation.
Zhang Xiaoping said sternly: "I'm sorry, Teacher Huang, the order I received is to provide basic training to you guests, to train your basic skills and weapon usage abilities as agents, and to make your bodies stronger.
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At this time, several people in the crowd looked nervously at the middle-aged man in a long gown. The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and made a secret gesture to the strong man next to him with his eyes.
This sturdy man wearing a blue jacket stood out from the crowd and asked with a smile: "Brother Ye Zi, I think you are not yet 20 years old. What skills do you have that can train us?"
Zhang Xiaoping showed his trademark shy smile and said: "Brother, if you have the ability or not, you will know if you try it."
The man laughed and walked over, rolling up his sleeves as he walked and saying, "Come on, come on, I'll help my little brother."
Zhang Xiaoping still stood with his hands behind his back and said to the man with a smile: "Brother, be careful."
That man was the highest-ranking security guard among this group of people. He had practiced Shaolin Kungfu since he was a child. He had few opponents when he was in the base area. Although he didn't believe that this young boy had any real abilities, he still fought with lions and rabbits.
With all his strength, he lowered his legs from the horse's stance, made a fist stance with his hands, and said, "Come on."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the young officer in front of him rushing towards him like a whirlwind without showing any strength in his legs. The man was shocked. He punched out with his right hand and placed his left hand across his chest to protect the door, attacking and defending.
Quite organized.
Zhang Xiaoping secretly praised him after seeing it, he was an experienced master, but without any warning, he suddenly stopped and saw that the man's punch was barely an inch into his chest, leaving no more power left.
At this time, a horrified look appeared in the man's eyes. The boy's advances and stops were completely contrary to common sense. How could he stop at a speed as fast as the wind? And he didn't even swing his upper body. Inertia is a mechanical term.
It doesn't exist at all on him.
But at this time, the man's punch was already old, and he only knew that this young man turned out to be the only master he had ever seen in his life.
But now I know that it's too late.
Only then did Zhang Xiaoping make a lightning move, grabbing the wrist of the man's right hand that was about to withdraw, and at the same time he stepped forward, his right foot pressed against the man's right heel that was about to retreat, and he pushed it towards his chest along with the force he regained.
Now the man couldn't retreat. He saw the young man pushing his right hand to hit the left hand that was protecting his chest. His right hand was numb for some reason and he couldn't exert any force. He saw that the young man pushed him into defense with just one move.
An embarrassing situation that cannot be defended and cannot be retreated.
In fact, this move is the Yun Shou in Wudang boxing, which emphasizes moving a thousand pounds in four or two and following the trend. If the opponent's punch is fierce and the strength is not exhausted, you can use the force to pull outward to make the opponent's body unstable and expose greater flaws. If the opponent
When you close your fist, you will also push forward and go straight to the opponent's center. Of course, the key is that you must be able to judge the situation and make accurate and powerful strikes.
In fact, Zhang Xiaoping had used this Yun Shou move before when he first debuted, when he competed with the masters of the 18th Regiment of the National Army, but now it is easier than before, and with the addition of footwork, he can defeat the opponent in one go.
Pushed to the brink of failure.
The man's center of gravity was already unstable because his hands and feet were blocked, but Zhang Xiaoping's left hand was lightly placed on his shoulder. As long as he exerted force, he would make a fool of himself on the spot.
However, Zhang Xiaoping suddenly stopped his hand at the critical moment, retracted his legs like a ghost, jumped back, put his fists in his hands and said: "This big brother, I accept the concession."
Peng Feng and the dozen or so people felt that their eyes were blurred. In the blink of an eye, the two of them started to rise and fall, and let go as soon as they touched. The winner was determined?
The man's face was red, and he sighed and said: "I lost because my skills were inferior to others, so I am convinced." He already knew that this young man was much better than him, and while he admired him, he was also a little shocked. Such.
A young master, how did he practice? Did he really start practicing martial arts from his mother's womb?
Zhang Xiaoping smiled slightly, and at some point he held a dark pistol in his left hand.
The man was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, his feet moved, and one person stood in front of everyone.
Of course he knows about this pistol. It is also the only pistol among the participants this time. It was hidden in his waist just now, and now it is held in the hand of the boy. The boy's left hand came out of his back at some point.
He took out the gun from his waist, but he still didn't know anything about it, and cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead unconsciously.
Zhang Xiaoping ignored everyone's vigilant glances, but looked at the pistol in his hand and said: "The Browning M1900 pistol, also called the gun brand gun, is a good gun, but it is a bit old."
After saying that, he looked at the man and said, "Brother, I'm optimistic about this."
After saying a series of dazzling movements with his hands, there was only a "crackling" sound, and the Browning M1900 pistol turned into parts all over the floor.
