Liu Jiawei's two attacks turned out to be his undoing, which made him filled with fear.
He leaned on the rope and did not move forward rashly, but slowly moved his hands and feet. It was obvious that he still refused to give up. Although Yang Tu resolved these two moves sharply, he did not hit hard every time he counterattacked, so although Liu Jiawei missed
, but the person is safe and sound.
People are like this. When they have not experienced real pain, there is speculation and risk in their bones, thinking about what if they win. So, Liu Jiawei knew that he was not Yang Tu's opponent, but he still chose
Give it a try.
Liu Jiawei did not attack this time, but slowly walked towards Yang Tu and stopped two steps away from him.
"What's your name?" Liu Jiawei asked Yang Tu fiercely.
Yang Tu only said two words: "Yang Tu!"
Liu Jiawei smiled and said: "Okay!"
Then his whole body rushed towards Yang Tu. Liu Jiawei opened his hands and seemed to be preparing to hug Yang Tu and engage in a "close" struggle with him.
At this time Yang Tu finally struck first.
The pushing hand of his right hand seemed to move softly, but the moment his palm pressed against Liu Jiawei's chest, Yang Tu suddenly roared: "Drink!"
This is a pushing hand similar to the "Short-Inch Fist". I heard Master De say it, but the pushing hand focuses on a large area and generally only injures but not kills. It is a "benevolent" move in martial arts.
Suddenly Liu Jiawei's whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. However, this time Liu Jiawei used a strong force, and before he could retreat to the rope, he rushed over again, and at the same time punched Yang Tu in the chest.
After he passed by, Yang Tu's right hand moved forward, and with a movement of four or two thousand pounds, Liu Jiawei's lightning-fast fist was pushed away.
"Snapped!"
While pushing Liu Jiawei away, Yang Tu slapped his left hand on Liu Jiawei's face.
At this time, the thug was standing in the aisle outside the box. He was holding the guardrail with both hands and staring at everything that happened on the stage. The thug knew best how Liu Jiawei was. The thug had a bad fight with Liu Jiawei that time when he attacked me.
Up and down, but today when Liu Jiawei was in Yangtu, he was like a mouse being tortured by a cat. How can the thugs calm down?
Not only is he a thug, but I am not calm anymore. This Yang Tu has become so perverted, what about his master Song Jingshan? Couldn’t he have become a presence like Huang Feihong and Fearless in the movie?
Then Yang Tu slapped Liu Jiawei in the mouth and said slowly: "I see that you are a person who has studied Kung Fu. Facing a stranger like me, you are always the killer. Seriously.
Do you think I dare not teach you a lesson?"
Yang Tu's aura at this time was already like that of a master. Damn it, this would make me, a senior uncle, jealous to death. Is my senior brother photographing this junior nephew here to bury me?
Liu Jiawei was slapped in the mouth. He was shocked and angry. He cursed "fuck" and rushed towards Yang Tu. Yang Tu took a deep breath and wrapped his right hand around his hand, forcing Liu Jiawei one step away.
, he swung his left hand and slapped his mouth again.
"Snapped!"
Liu Jiawei was beaten so hard that he staggered and fell to the ground.
At this time, the people in the audience gave up. They felt that Liu Jiawei was just a rookie and there was nothing interesting about this match, so the cheers gradually turned into sighs.
Some people even shouted: "Don't just slap him, slap him to death. For that kind of trash, he should be beaten to death."
"Yes, beat him to death!"
"Yes, give him a bloody lesson!"
…
Yang Tu gradually froze as he listened to these shouts. It was obvious that he had not personally experienced the cruelty and bloodiness of the black boxing ring, as well as the indifference of the audience who only cared about winning or losing and betting.
Yang Tu looked at the shouting people around him and wanted to say something, but looking at him, he opened his mouth and swallowed his words.
Yang Tu stopped fighting. He stopped his move and looked at Liu Jiawei and said, "I won't fight you. You are no match for me."
Liu Jiawei was half lying on the ground and did not get up. He just showed a wry smile and said: "You are better than that uncle of yours!"
When Yang Tu climbed over the rope and jumped off the stage, he smiled at Liu Jiawei and said, "Well, I know, but my master said that what makes my uncle great is not his kung fu, but his ability to get around in the world, so I
Uncle Master is still better than me."
After saying that, Yang Tu jumped off the stage and came to the box on the second floor, while several of my brothers rushed to the stage, tied up Liu Jiawei again, and took him to the backstage of the boxing ring.
I noticed that when Liu Jiawei was taken over, he did not resist at all, but kept looking towards me, as if he was looking at Liu Jiawei, and as if he was looking at me, but I didn't think much about it.
When I was waiting for Yang Tu to come over, I stood up and went to the box to greet him: "Nephew, your kung fu is really amazing. From now on, you will stay by my side and help me. Damn it, I don't think anyone can get close to me in the future."
My body."
Yang Tu nodded and said: "Uncle, my master said, let me listen to your arrangements, let me study with you for three years, understand for three years, life or death is up to you! My master also said that after three years, it will be none of my business.
Regardless of my status, I must give up everything and return to the path of martial arts..."
I waved my hand and interrupted Yang Tu and said: "Three years is just three years. I promise you that the three years between you and me will be the most exciting and glorious three years in your life."
At this time, the dull matches began again in the black boxing ring.
Ankang came over to me at this time and asked: "Crazy brother, is it okay if you call me?"
Ankang has been standing here for a long time, and naturally it would be awkward for me to call him, so I asked Ankang directly: "Who did you learn your short-inch boxing from?"
Ankang hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Chen and I learned it!"
Zhang Beichen, I did teach him the tricks of short-inch boxing, but his kung fu foundation is weak and he has no talent, so he has never been able to use short-inch boxing.
Zhang Beichen, who doesn't know how to do short-inch boxing, actually taught Ankang, which I can't understand.
Ankang seemed to see the doubts in my mind and said: "Brother Crazy, although Brother Chen can't throw that punch himself, he remembers every trick and step you taught him very skillfully, so he taught him
Because of me, I have some foundation in kung fu, so I have developed some rudiments of it recently."
Zhang Beichen scratched his head and said, "Crazy brother, I'm so stupid, but I thought Ankang had a good talent, so I taught him. I didn't expect this kid to actually learn it."
I don't mean to blame Zhang Beichen, because when I taught him this move, I didn't stipulate that he couldn't teach it to others.
I patted Zhang Beichen on the shoulder, then turned to Ankang and said: "Ankang, this move will be very powerful after you practice it. It is a killing move in martial arts. Although you are a black boxer, it can still be regarded as a competitive move.
So don’t use this kind of killing move if you can’t use it, just think of it as a life-saving weapon.”
Ankang nodded and said, "I understand, crazy brother."
After saying that, I asked Ankang to rest backstage.
As for the few of us who stayed here for a while, we felt it was boring, so we went out to find a place to have lunch. This was in Zhang Beichen's territory, so I left it to her to choose the place. As a result, this guy chose it very rudely.
I visited the Sichuan restaurant where the Sichuan girl named "Yanhong" lived.
Now that Zhang Beichen's identity was known to everyone in the Sichuan restaurant, Yan Hong was promoted from the cashier at the bar to the hotel manager, while the original manager was demoted to the deputy manager.
After choosing a location and booking a private room, we avoided laughing at Zhang Beichen for a long time.
During the meal, Yanhong, a Sichuan girl, also sat next to Zhang Beichen. It was obvious that the relationship between the two was confirmed.
Since it is Sichuan cuisine, it is mostly spicy, but my two nephews from the United States were not used to it at all. After asking, I found out that there are many authentic Chinese restaurants in Chinatown in the United States, among which the famous Sichuan and Hunan cuisines are naturally indispensable.
vegetable.
…
After dinner, we went to Xiaodao's place again in the afternoon. Xiaodao was Yang Tu and Su Wei's senior brother after all, so it was appropriate to take them to see Xiaodao's territory.
However, Yang Tu didn't want to go to the karaoke bar or bar, so Xiao Dao could only take us to a regular foot bath shop, where we had a foot massage and relaxed our mood.
In the evening we went back to Shengchang Street, because my mother had already prepared a sumptuous dinner.
Of course, during this day, Gu Qingfeng also made several calls to me. First of all, the matter of Scorpion has been handed over to Officer Zhou. Everything that should be taken care of has been taken care of. Scorpion will not be allowed to eat in the cell.
What a loss, it’s just that we won’t know until the outcome of the prosecution is over, how long Scorpion will have to stay.
As for the lawyer, Gu Qingfeng told me not to worry, saying that he had already found one for Scorpion.
As for Tong Jiuchao, there has been no big action. I heard from the brother who inquired about the news that Tong Jiuchao did not do anything important today. He just drank tea and played mahjong in his teahouse with a few red sticks under his men.
That's all.
Everything is peaceful.
As for Fo Ye, I asked Gu Qingfeng to call and ask about the situation, but Shen Wen's reply was: "Tug of war!"
Mr. Xi has been operating in Shanxi for decades, and the system is naturally huge. And Mr. Fo has the support of several big bosses under Mr. Xi and the help of Datong He Laogui. Mr. Xi may not be able to take advantage, creating a tug-of-war situation.
, which is also expected.
As for our residence in Xihu Yayuan, Gu Qingfeng said that we can move there tomorrow. It has already been renovated and we only need to add some furniture, so we can finish it in one day.
Xihu Yayuan, Luo Jingjing, it gives me a headache just thinking about it.
During dinner, Lu Xiaoyu’s parents and I were at the table. After introducing Yang Tu and Su Wei to them, a pleasant dinner began.
I have to say that Yang Tu's respect for seniority won my admiration, and Su Wei's cuteness and cuteness also won their favor, so they liked these two nephews of mine very much.
After dinner, I took Yang Tu and Su Wei back to the hotel because they needed to go to the hotel to pack their things. Tomorrow morning, they would also stay with us in our new home.
When the thug sent Yang Tu and Su Wei out, he acted strangely, as if he wanted to talk to me, but he hesitated. When I asked him what was wrong, he smiled and said, "It's okay."
So I didn't take it to heart. This oversight of mine almost caused me to lose a close brother.