Volume 2 [Young Tigers Crossing the Stream] NO.15 Acts of Righteousness and Violence
Zhang Bi had a dream. He dreamed that his arm was cut off by an iron-faced wolf with a knife. The blood flowed rapidly and the pain was excruciating.
"ah!"
He suddenly yelled and sat up, only to realize that he was still sitting in the bathtub. The water in the bathtub was a bit turbid with a color similar to serum.
"A dream."
He rubbed his hands on his face. In the two months since he had the fountain of life, he rarely slept, let alone dreamed. Unexpectedly, he had a nightmare.
"It's really effective."
Zhang Ben looked at the blood grooves on his arms. They had long since recovered, but there were two dark red marks on them, a bit like being poked by a pen and the red ink running into the subcutaneous tissue.
"It seems that there is no problem with the recovery ability, but there will still be traces."
With such a serious injury, if it had been someone else, at least one of his arms would have been lost, but I didn't expect Zhang Ben to have such abilities.
After thinking about it, I opened a roll of clean bandage and wrapped it around the original wound. After it was no longer visible, I drained the water in the bathtub, dried my body, and put on clothes.
The water in this bathtub has completely lost its effectiveness after one night. It is no different from ordinary water, and may be a little more turbid.
"I didn't expect that iron-faced wolf to be so powerful. It seems I was a little overconfident."
Zhang Bi thought about it seriously and found it unbelievable. A majestic master could open a martial arts gym. Could it be that he just wanted to fight in the ring instead of being lonely?
I also thought that the Yao family had many masters in charge, and I was immediately in awe of the local wealthy families in Zhonghai. If every family was like the Yao family, with five or six masters at random, it would be really scary.
In the days of peace, masters and masters could only be encountered but not available.
"The martial arts sect of the Iron Masked Wolf can be summed up in one word: kill." Zhang Ben sat cross-legged on the sofa with his eyes closed in silence, constantly recreating the scene of fighting the Iron Masked Wolf in his mind, and suddenly discovered that the Iron Masked Wolf
The moves he used couldn't be called tricky, but they were murderous and fierce.
Every grand master's summary of his own martial arts is his own martial arts sect. Simply put, it is the essence of his own martial arts if he wants to open a new school.
Take Huo Yuanjia, one of the Three Heroes of Jinmen, as an example. The Mizong Quan he created later developed into two words: Jingwu.
This has nothing to do with moves. If we insist on the moves and their purpose, then we have to trace the predecessor of Mizong Quan, Secret Fist. This is a fighting technique in the Han Dynasty army. It is divided into four parts, eight disciplines and twenty-four techniques. For horse fighting,
There are detailed instructions for infantry combat, equipment, and unarmed combat, but there is only one purpose, to kill the enemy in the most effective way.
This is the difference in the inner essence of martial arts skills, and has nothing to do with the moves themselves.
However, no matter in any era, there are still a majority of masters who specialize in martial arts. The number of masters who focus on fighting only gradually increased later, so that a new term was added: fighter.
Just like Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu's ground skills are unparalleled, but this is within the rules of the ring. If there is a fight, as long as Zhang Bi is willing, he can kill any Jiu-Jitsu master with one claw within five seconds.
This is the difference between a fighter and primitive skills.
Zhang Ben was still thinking and rubbing, but his brows furrowed. He could no longer hold his breath and concentrated, and cursed: "Fuck her, what does this smell like! This is also a woman's house!"
When I opened the curtains, I saw a mess all over the room. There was a Coke can under my feet. There was everything behind the sofa, including peanut shells, corn cobs, and even a dead mouse! When I looked at it, I saw that it had not been dead for a day, and my belly was bulging.
, he was actually exhausted!
"Oh my god, this woman is so amazing!"
After opening the window, Zhang Ben felt that his breathing became much easier. He really couldn't understand how a prodigal woman like Xia Zhen could tolerate such a mess in her house.
"Help her clean up."
It was still dark at this time, four o'clock in the morning.
After turning on the lights, Zhang Bi started cleaning.
First, I moved the large pieces of furniture outside the house. It was easy to move several hundred kilograms of items and handle them gently without making any noise.
I searched for twenty large garbage bags and kept stuffing them into the garbage channel. The sound of banging and banging came from the channel, which was really devastating.
After working for more than half an hour, I finally threw away everything that could be thrown away, and then started to clean the floor. Because there was still a lot of chewing gum and some black things stuck to the floor, Zhang Bi found a kitchen knife from the kitchen.
Scrape slowly, shovel slowly.
It took more than half an hour. After cleaning it, I poured the fountain of life into the sprayer, added some essence, and sprayed it against the four walls in the blind spots.
After cleaning the furniture outside, they moved it back into the house. At this time, the entire house, except Xia Zhen's room and bathroom, had been completely renewed.
"Damn, this spring water is used to clean the house, I'm crazy."
I sat down on the sofa and looked at the time. It was already five forty-five.
This tossing actually lasted nearly two hours.
At this time, the sky was getting light and the lights were on. Suddenly there was a roar in the corridor of the apartment building: "Which bastard did this? A dead rat was thrown at my door——"
Zhang Ben suddenly felt embarrassed and was too embarrassed to go out. He looked at the time and simply looked at what was in the refrigerator.
"Is this bitch crazy?!"
The refrigerator is full of eggs...
The freezer is full of ham…
The kitchen cabinets are filled to the brim with instant noodles, puffs, and biscuits.
Zhang Ben realized at this time that this woman must have eaten all the food and then bought and stuffed it all without considering whether it was expired or spoiled.
It's still alive and kicking like a cow suffering from mad cow disease!
Afraid that the ham would go bad, Zhang Ben smelled it, defrosted it and fried it a little on a non-stick pan that he had finally cleaned clean. He was also afraid that the cooking oil had expired.
I beat six fried eggs and cooked almost a pound of instant noodles. They were a little hot and put them on the coffee table. Then I ran to the bathroom and prepared to clean up my dirty clothes. Then I suddenly found that the washing machine was full of bras and clothes.
Underwear...
After pouring half a bag of washing powder, this bitch still knew how to put the washing powder next to it. The washing machine started to purr, and Zhang Ben also cleaned the bathroom. The bathroom next to it was even tighter, and the sanitary napkin was just thrown in there.
In front of the dressing mirror, a large package was opened and scattered piece by piece.
I pushed open the door of the bathroom balcony and hung up all the washed and dehydrated underwear and bras. It was very spectacular. I counted twenty-five pairs of underwear and thirty-two bras.
Counting one bra a day, the number of underwear doesn’t even match up...
This bitch must have not changed her underwear for a few days! She put away her clothes and folded them. When she walked out of the door, she happened to meet Xia Zhen, who was wearing a shirt on her upper body and a pair of zebra striped briefs on her lower body. She was barefoot and holding her hands in her hands.
The bowl of instant noodles had half of the ham and three fried eggs on it, and he was blowing on the steaming noodle soup with his little mouth.
The two looked at each other, and Xia Zhen rushed into his room with lightning speed and slammed the door shut. There was a click, and the door was locked inside.
"You're so shameless! I'll fuck your mother--"
"Fuck her, fuck her to death!"
Xia Zhen's voice came from inside, and Zhang Ben was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He originally thought that this was a righteous act, but when he thought about it carefully, he found that it was actually a shameless act!