Li Huqiu borrowed a step from Luo Xiaobao. When he said this, he deliberately pretended to be murderous in accordance with Ma Chunxiao's wishes. Luo Xiaobao's face turned pale immediately, "Friend, are you here to kill me?" He took two steps back.
His expression was sad and slightly angry, "I fucking knew this day would come."
Luo Xiaobao knew that with Li Huqiu's martial arts practice, he would not show any clues when he really wanted to kill people. Most of the martial arts people he had seen were bodyguards in the security corps. They always looked serious on weekdays, and they also had a serious expression when encountering something.
Such a murderous look on Li Huqiu brought back unpleasant memories for him.
Knowing that this day would come means that he has always been mentally prepared for someone to come and kill him. This is not a pleasant thing. Li Huqiu looked at Luo Xiaobao with slightly sympathetic eyes and asked:
"Do you know who wants to kill you?"
Luo Xiaobao shouted: "You, who the hell else could you be? Stop talking nonsense and come and give me a good time. The day you guys dragged me into the water, I was already prepared for this day. He frowned.
The boss was raised by your little mother." He said forcefully, but his legs were trembling uncontrollably.
Li Huqiu said, "I'm not here to kill you." Luo Xiaobao didn't believe it: "You don't look like a businessman. You don't even have a mobile phone with you." This boy's observation skills were not bad, and Li Huqiu suddenly realized that it was him.
The scene just now was played out, and originally he wanted to pretend to be "weak", but unfortunately the person opposite him had mortal eyes and mistook bluffing for murder without blinking an eye. He had no choice but to reiterate: "I'm really here to discuss business with you.
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Luo Xiaobao glanced at Ma Chunxiao, who was watching the excitement and was not afraid of trouble, and then looked at Li Huqiu's calm expression at the moment. He finally believed it, took a long breath, his nostrils gradually brightened again, and his hair returned to its straight and straight shape.
After replenishing brain nutrition, No. 1 asked, "What kind of business can you discuss with me?" Li Huqiu asked, "Is it convenient to talk here?" Luo Xiaobao looked around and waved to the security guards on the floor, "Get out of here if you're still alive.
Stay away." After the security guards returned to their duties, they let Li Huqiu and Ma Chunxiao into the restaurant, found a private room to sit down, and asked: "Tell me, what kind of business do you want to discuss with me?" Li Huqiu had not done anything before.
She had thought about what business to discuss with him, but now she suddenly came up with an idea, "Let's talk about your life." Luo Xiaobao's face turned pale and his hair drooped, "Didn't you say you weren't here to take my life?"
Li Huqiu said: "I won't take it, others will come to take it, but I can help you get rid of the people who want to take your life." He pointed at Ma Chunxiao and said, "To tell you the truth, I am very powerful. If you don't believe me, just ask.
She." Ma Chunxiao came over and said: "Luo Xiaobao, you are a wicked and smoky person. You should have been killed by others, but because we grew up together and have a good relationship with each other, I
I specially introduced Brother Li here to introduce you to him, he is an amazing big shot."
Luo Xiaobao obviously didn't trust Ma Chunxiao, "Bring me down, why are you so kind? Chu Lie's grandson forced me to come here from the capital, and you did a lot of mischief during this period. Our friendship has already been established for a long time. You helped Chu Lie."
After I got drunk and told the story, it was over."
Ma Chunxiao's face proved that Luo Xiaobao was telling the truth. Li Huqiu actually wanted to know who wanted Luo Xiaobao's life. He asked Ma Chunxiao: "What did you say to him after you got him drunk?" Ma Chunxiao
He spread his little hands and said: "This guy is smarter than a monkey. He never suffers when drinking. I got him drunk that day, and he got me drunk too. I can't remember exactly what he said or not." Luo Xiaobao said.
: "What's the point of not remembering it clearly? The bug on your body can remember it clearly. Chu Lie's grandson is so insidious. He took advantage of your feelings for him and his pure feelings for you, but it doesn't matter.
He only has one chance. I won’t pee on you Ma Chunxiao from now on. Let’s see how he can set up a trap for me.” He glanced at Li Huqiu and said, “You haven’t introduced me to who this guy is yet.”
Well, how can you help me solve the trouble that even our old man can't solve?"
Li Huqiu stretched out his hand to shake Luo Xiaobao's hand and introduced himself: "My name is Li Huqiu. I can solve many problems by practicing doing business."
Luo Xiaobao didn't want to shake hands with him, but when Li Huqiu stretched out his hand, the two looked at each other. Luo Xiaobao felt that his hand seemed to have magnetism, and involuntarily stretched out his own hand to hold it. But in his heart
However, he did not agree with Li Huqiu's kung fu, and he was not optimistic that the man in front of him, who was not much older than him, could solve the problem. He said: "Whether you practice the moves or do business, it's none of my business.
China is getting bigger and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon has many talented people. You are good at practicing kung fu, but you are still struggling to solve my problem. Let me give you a word. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. You don’t know what’s going on.
Who wants to kill me?"
Li Huqiu listened with a smile and asked: "You only know my name and are not familiar with my methods and strength, so you dare to assert that I am not qualified to negotiate business with you, but because you think I am not as good as the one in the box next to us
Those four people inside?”
It turned out that there had been four people in the box next door. Li Huqiu judged only from their voices that all four people had long pulses and strong blood, and they were all practitioners. Luo Xiaobao glanced at the next door and hummed: "What's the matter? You don't accept it? Do you want to?"
Why don't you practice with some of their brothers?"
Li Huqiu said: "If you don't accept it, there's nothing wrong with practicing, but there is a condition."
Luo Xiaobao: "Say."
"If I train them down, you have to sit down and talk business with me."
Speaking of this, Li Huqiu has roughly understood the ins and outs of this matter. Luo Xiaobao was dragged into the situation and became the middleman of a killer organization, helping certain forces in the officialdom to hire murderers to eradicate political opponents. Because the anti-corruption officer in a certain city in eastern Hebei Province
The case of the director alarmed Chu Lie, and Ma Chunxiao tricked him out of part of the truth, so he had to leave Yanjing, a place of disputes. But now, he has become a thorn in the eyes of killer organizations and certain political forces. Once Chu Lie is there,
While digging out the deeper truth, he is a very important witness. Ma Chunxiao fell in love with Chu Lie, and he didn't understand the reason. He just thought that Luo Xiaobao came to Shencheng, and Chu Lie couldn't do anything to him.
, that’s why Huqiu came here to trouble Luo Xiaobao. There are not many killer organizations that can restrain Secretary Luo of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, which greatly increased Huqiu’s interest in this matter.
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There is a courtyard behind Fulidu Restaurant, which is very spacious and claustrophobic, which is suitable for practicing martial arts. The four people Luo Xiaobao invited to protect him were standing in the courtyard. They were fat, thin, tall and short, and they all looked like they had extraordinary origins.
Chinese martial arts have been passed down for thousands of years. In the era of cold weapons, there were as many ancient boxing schools as crucian carp crossing the river. No one dared to claim to know them all. In ancient times, there was no writing, but there was a method of tying ropes to remember. At that time, there were many
De summed up the secret method of practicing physical skills to maintain health and prolong life, cultivate the mind and nature, understand oneself, imitate birds and animals, and thereby strengthen the body. As these methods of strengthening the body were passed down for a long time in later generations, they gradually became divided into schools based on their origins and concepts.
Internally or externally, or divided by region. In the vast land of China, there are so many well-known and unknown sects that even Li Huqiu, who is knowledgeable, cannot understand them all.
There were four people standing in front of Li Huqiu. Three of them could tell the path just by looking at their body posture. The taller man walked lightly with his legs turned out and his center of gravity lowered backwards. Most of them were descendants of Yanqing boxing;
The short, stocky man has well-developed upper limbs, heavy steps, and thick and angular knuckles, which are the characteristics of a practicing platoon hand; an old man with white hair and a thin body moves in rhythm with his hands and feet, moving like flowing clouds and flowing water, wearing Tai Chi
It is clear that Kung Fu has almost entered the palace, between the Huajin and Grandmaster realms, but judging from the person's age, he will stop at this level in his life; there is only one person, wearing Taoist attire, with a white beard, a young man with an old god's eyes closed.
, every move was plain and ordinary. Even with Huqiu's eyesight, he couldn't see the number of this person, but he was sure that among the four people, this person had the best martial arts. If Luo Xiaobao had brought this person out with him just now, he probably wouldn't have
My calves trembled with fear.
Luo Xiaobao said: "You four may have heard what we just said. The four of you were invited by the old man to help. Normally, I wouldn't dare to trouble you with other minor matters, but this friend said that he was stronger than the four of them.
, can help me completely solve that trouble. If it can be done like this, then there is no need to trouble the four of you to suffer with me. There is a saying in your martial arts world that you can tell the truth with your mouth and the skill with your hands. Please help me."
Li Huqiu stood next to Ma Chunxiao and asked, "If you won the bet before, would you also plan to bring me here?"
Ma Chunxiao said: "Don't talk nonsense. You have already boarded the pirate ship. Remember, you can only win but not lose." [
The successor of Yan Qingquan said, since this is the case, let me first introduce the idea and try Master Li's kung fu. Among the four, his kung fu is the weakest, so he took the lead to stand up. This man's kung fu is only at the dark level.
, he had just mastered the art of controlling qi and blood to increase strength. Li Huqiu stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, and the strong man practicing Yanqing Quan said please. Li Huqiu slightly raised his forehead, and his expression was a bit like a master instructing his disciples in martial arts.
Meaning, the strong man frowned, dissatisfied in his heart, and brought his emotions into his boxing. He jumped over and punched like the wind, which was a mountain-breaking hammer. This punch made the wind whistle and was very powerful. Luo Xiaobao and Ma Chunxiao met
, almost at the same time, they wanted to cheer, but before they could say the word "good", the strong man flew out flat. But Li Huqiu's hands were still behind his back. He just stamped his foot, and his left foot slightly
Lifting forward less than an inch, he stomped down with a sound, and his body also moved forward an inch. With this distance, the 200-pound Yanqing boxing master flew five meters away and landed on the ground, like drinking alcohol.
His face turned red and he swayed from side to side.
The old white-haired martial artist suddenly jumped up to him and shouted: "Don't hold on, sit down and release your strength into the ground." Only then did the strong man realize how powerful he was, and he sat down, which broke a whole piece of bluestone on the ground.
, but it was still half a second too late, and there was still three points of force remaining in the body. The strong man vomited another mouthful of blood, obviously suffering from internal injuries.
The short and stocky man practicing platoonman had a slightly higher kung fu level than the strong man, but it was also very limited. He looked around, thought about it and knew that he was definitely not good at it. If he didn't, he was afraid of being called a coward, so he hesitated a little. Finally, he decided to leave.
When they arrived in front of Li Huqiu, neither the white-haired old man nor the green-robed Taoist saw what Li Huqiu was doing just now, but they both saw that although the other party was young, he abided by the rules of the martial arts and did not easily harm someone who was much worse than himself.
Opponent. They all know that a short and stocky man is better than a strong man, especially his versatile platoon moves, which may force young people to show off their skills.
The short and stout man cupped his fists and raised his hands. Li Huqiu returned the salute. The short and stout man shouted loudly and showed a pair of slaps. The Paizi hand is the infield boxing of Ganshan Red Boxing. It originated in the southwest township of Xingping in the hinterland of Guanzhong.
It has a history of more than 100 years. It is a junior in the Chinese martial arts family. Li Huqiu heard Dong Zhaofeng talk about this kung fu. Thirty years ago, ********** recruited special soldiers in Shaanxi Province.
A young man surnamed Wang practiced a set of platoon moves. Dong Zhaofeng personally fought with him and used all his strength to subdue him with twelve moves. Later, the young man surnamed Wang was injured during a clearing operation during Taizong's patrol.
He had no choice but to change his career and return to his hometown. With the help of Dong Zhaofeng, he opened a studio and recruited disciples, and passed on this skill. Starting from Dong Zhaofeng, the young man named Wang can also be regarded as Huqiu's senior brother.
The short and stocky man rushed up and grabbed Li Huqiu by the hem of his clothes. Li Huqiu refused to dodge and let him grab him. He shook his shoulders and followed his twisting force to throw the short and stocky man's feet off the ground.
He flew out. Finally, he remembered to have some connection with the senior brother named Wang whom he had never met before. Although the short and strong man flew farther than the tall and strong man, his feet landed unscathed. As soon as the expert took action, he knew that there was something wrong.
No. The short and stocky man clasped his fists and bowed and said, thank you for your mercy.
The white-haired old man glanced at the green-robed Taoist priest and said, "It seems that Mr. Li is indeed an extraordinary artist. Let me go and measure his family size first."
Taoist priest surnamed Chen looked solemn and sighed: "Actually, you and I don't have to take action. Although Wang Tiehan's kung fu is not first-rate, if you and I want to defeat him, we still need some tricks, but he didn't even move his hands.
You can win the battle and even be merciful, but you and I can't do that."
The white-haired old man was not discouraged and said: "Brother Chen is right. I know that you practice the Xuanmen Thirty-Six Closed Hands and the Internal Yang Ba Duan Jin. All your kung fu is in cultivation. I have never been impressed by your kung fu realm."
I admire you, but actual combat is different from self-cultivation. The martial arts that I pursue is the ultimate. If I don’t dare to win when I encounter a strong enemy, how can I have the courage to fight against fate?"
As the white-haired old man spoke, he came to Huqiu, raised his head and clasped his wrists and said: "I, Yang Songde, the successor of Yang Style Tai Chi, would like to ask for some advice from you sir."
Li Huqiu showed one of his hands from behind his back and said: "Mr. Yang has been practicing Kung Fu for many years, and has already mastered his boxing skills and mind. He is only a little short of reaching the master level, but due to the limitation of his talent, it is difficult to make any progress. Although
In this way, my husband is an old man with a strong ambition, which really makes me admire him very much. I don't want to fight with you, so why don't I try Tai Chi Kung Fu and have him comment on it? Mr. Yang will naturally know it well."
Yang Songde didn't expect Li Huqiu to say this. He knew that his vision and skill were not as good as those of Taoist priest surnamed Chen, but the young warrior in front of him was a figure that even Taoist priest Chen was ashamed of. If he could decide the difference without fighting, wouldn't it be the best?
The result? He said quickly, just follow Mr. Li’s wishes.
Li Huqiu stretched out a hand, spread his fingers, and shook it in front of him. His fingers trembled slightly, and then he stopped his posture with a tremor. This move was extremely simple. Among the people present, Ma Chunxiao and Luo Xiaobao didn't notice anything at all.
What's strange is that the strong and short men who fell to the ground looked like science students who had encountered extremely difficult math problems. They looked thoughtful and made unconscious gestures with their hands. It was obvious that they did not understand much. But Yang Songde did not
First, he stared at Li Huqiu’s feet. His eyes followed the ripples of Huqiu’s clothes and stayed on his name finger. His expression gradually became excited. Li Huqiu said: “The five fingers are definitely the name finger.
The most assertive one can only move with the tail finger and middle finger, so it is almost impossible to practice kung fu on it. It is slow and weak and is called a useless finger in the boxing know-how. But in Tai Chi, this finger is the key to entering the palace.
, when practicing Yang style Tai Chi, the whole body is very loose and soft, and the thoughts are on the top of the head, guarding the light and elegant fist intention. It should be that the whole body is not random and uncomfortable, but only this finger is difficult to practice Tai Chi.
When the strength of Hua Jin comes, your kung fu will be stuck at this point. Tai Chi is gentle, but the strength starts from the foot, and it is hard or not soft. If you want to master Hua Jin here, you only need to practice for a year.
With hard work, I guarantee that you will be able to leap over the dragon gate and become a great master."
As soon as Li Huqiu finished speaking, the green-robed Taoist pressed his thigh and shouted: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! This punch is really wonderful. When the kung fu is practiced, the whole body is light and soft, with only one hard spot left."
Being stupid, this is what has hindered Brother Yang for more than 20 years. Since ancient times, boxing principles have used softness to overcome hardness or use hardness to transform softness. However, this gentleman's solution is to fight fire with fire and use hard skills to temper the hardness and stupidity of his name finger.
Heavy, it’s like cooking. If you want sweetness, you have to have salty food first. After all the bitterness, you have to have sweetness.”
Yang Songde's eyes were blazing, and it was the words that awakened the dreamer. Suddenly he remembered a legend told by his family's predecessors when he was passing on the art. When Yang Luchan, the first master of Yang Style Tai Chi, was dying, his descendants knelt at the bedside and asked him the secret of becoming a master.
, he spoke with all his strength at that time, and only raised his name to instruct his descendants to break it with force. The descendants could not bear to use all their strength, so they broke it twice symbolically, and it was difficult to move any of it. The descendants only regarded this as a strange event of their ancestors' profound kung fu.
But I didn't expect that it actually contained the core secret of Yang's Tai Chi method.
In fact, Yang Luchan did not intend to leave any trace of Tai Chi behind. Yang Luchan learned Tai Chi as a martial art master. Before that, he was a foreigner. His fingertips had already been exposed to dark energy from the beginning of practicing Tai Chi, and his descendants
But he had practiced Tai Chi, which he had improved since he was a child, with the emphasis on lightness, softness, centering, peace, and comfort. Naturally, it was difficult to practice the most difficult meridian on the first finger. This was something Yang Luchan had seen before his death.
All the direct descendants were stuck at this level, and they suddenly realized the truth when they were dying. By the time they were about to explain it, they were exhausted and speechless.
Those in the master realm can understand the flow of energy and blood in their own veins. If there is any blockage, they are not in the master realm. This is the only shortcoming of Yang Songde. Yang Songde had an enlightenment in his heart. After more than 20 years of longing for something he had not obtained, he suddenly saw hope.
, the joy in my heart is almost overwhelming. The ancients said that one would rather give up one or two gold than one skill. This kind of kindness is really too heavy. Yang Songde wanted to pay homage to Li Huqiu, but Li Huqiu reached out and touched his shoulder. Yang Songde
Immediately, he jumped up like a spring, took several steps back, and asked in surprise: "Is this the force of pressing the ball in Tai Chi?" The ball is in the water, and when you press it and suddenly release it, it will be sent out of the water by the buoyancy force. Tai Chi masters use this phenomenon according to this phenomenon.
, developed the strength to press the ball, and use the opponent's unyielding power to counterattack to use force to injure the opponent. Yang Songde is a famous Tai Chi master, so he naturally knows that this technique is the specialty of Wu Style Tai Chi.
Li Huqiu said: "I'll press this muscle on your shoulder and back. You can think about it carefully after you go back. You have limited talents like me. Even if you have the power of the master level, you won't be able to keep it for long at your age.
This method of relaxing tendons was passed down by Peng Zu at that time, before Bodhidharma taught the Yi Jin Jing. Unfortunately, I have only recently realized that the muscles that can best store strength in the human body are none other than the tendons.
It’s up to you to experience the secrets yourself. I’m afraid if I say too much, I might lead you astray.”
Yang Songde bowed and said: "I don't dare to ask for anything more. Mr. Li's words are like breaking through the fog. If I can make further progress in the future, I will never forget Mr. Li's kindness in passing on my art today even if I die."
In Luo Xiaobao's opinion, Yang Songde was the strongest among the four masters sent by his old man. Li Huqiu defeated two masters in a row. He didn't think it was that big of a deal, because he often saw Yang Taiji using only one stick.
He threw the two people out with his index finger, only thinking that Li Huqiu might not be smarter than him these few times. Unexpectedly, before the two sides took action, Yang Taiji, who had high hopes for him, admitted that he was defeated and tried his best to fight. Not to mention
Unexpectedly, Li Huqiu did not accept the challenge, but instead taught Yang Tai Chi Kung Fu, and also taught Yang Songde his own door-keeping kung fu in public. In the end, Yang Songde was actually grateful and wanted to bow down. Luo Xiaobao was really surprised.
Now he can only place his hope on the Taoist priest who only eats and meditates on weekdays and never practices boxing.
Taoist Qingpao originally planned to give up the competition with Huqiu, but now he is interested. He got all his kung fu from the Xuanmen authentic sect. He practiced Ba Duan Jin Dao Technique internally and thirty-six closed hands externally. He has always used defense as offense. Famous. This kung fu is the ancient predecessor of contemporary internal martial arts. It emphasizes not focusing on the skill of injuring the enemy, but focusing on the skill of longevity. The Taoist priest has practiced to the master level, and is actually older than the white-haired Yang Songde. He is more than ten years older, but looks like he is only about thirty. His physical skills have reached perfection, but his actual combat ability is only half as good as Yang Songde's.
The green-robed Taoist priest came to Li Huqiu and said: "It is doubtful that the donor's kung fu is a hundred times better than mine, so the old Taoist is not going to show his shame. He just wants to ask the donor verbally for advice on boxing health preservation, but I don't know if the donor has any knowledge." interest?"
When Luo Xiaobao heard this, he immediately felt frustrated. He pulled Ma Chunxiao's lapel and asked in a low voice: "Ma San'er, where did you get this treasure from? Isn't it the reincarnation of Zhang Sanfeng?" [
Ma Chunxiao said bluntly: "I didn't know he was so powerful. I was thinking that your subordinates could teach him a lesson."
Li Huqiu clasped his fists from the Taoist priest: "I'm afraid that my lack of talent and lack of knowledge will make the Taoist laugh."
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