The gangsters on the side didn't take Qin Hao seriously as a child at all. They all felt that the leader didn't want to be like a child and everyone was there to watch the fun.
But the leading strong man felt as if his wrist was being clamped by iron pliers.
"Where does this kid get so much strength?"
In full view of the public, he was actually restrained by a child. How could he lose face? But no matter how hard he tried, the other child remained unmoved. On the contrary, he was already blushing from holding it back.
The diners who were watching the excitement started talking on the sidelines.
"Isn't this Huang San? For such a big man, how can he be considered a hero if he bullies a child?"
"A hero? You praise him too much. Isn't this guy just a dog under Master Jin?"
The gangster on the side was about to get angry, but when he saw that the other person was wearing a long gown and a long coat, he looked like a person of status, so he didn't dare to make any mistakes and just glared at the other person.
Some gangsters got impatient and said to Huang San: "Third brother, stop playing around. We have to go to the next family. It's not good to miss Mr. Jin's time."
Huang San couldn't help but curse in his heart: Are you kidding? Come and have a try.
"Boy, if you pay the money, everyone is safe. Don't think that you are arrogant because you have some skills. There are hundreds of people in Master Jin's martial arts gym." Huang San threatened in a low voice.
Qin Hao sneered, and with a backhand kick, he kicked Huang San on the butt.
Huang San was seen diving directly under a table without looking back, lying on the ground without getting up for a long time.
"I don't care about you, gold or silver, take your people and get out of here!"
At this time, the gangsters on the side realized that Huang San was not playing around just now. What made them find it incredible was that although Huang San was not at the forefront in martial arts, one or two big men were no match for him.
Now he was beaten to the ground by a child.
"Good boy, looking for death!"
However, these gangsters soon realized that they had been slapped in the face, and they rushed forward to surround Qin Hao.
In their opinion, even if a child has a few punches, how can he beat so many adults?
The diners watching on the side also came to their senses at this time. Before they had time to applaud Qin Hao's quick skills, they saw that the gangsters had surrounded Qin Hao and couldn't help but sweat for him.
"These little bastards are so shameless. So many people beat a child."
"Isn't that right? People who practice martial arts don't want to hoe the strong and support the weak, but do this kind of bullying and domination. It's really embarrassing for the people who practice martial arts."
Among the crowd, a stalwart old man with white beard and hair wearing a melon skin hat looked at Qin Hao with sharp eyes. A muscular man in his thirties next to him said to the old man when he saw this.
"Master......"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the old man shook his head at him: "Don't worry, let's take a look."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Qin Hao made a move. The first unlucky person was a gangster with a pockmarked face. Before he could take action, a powerful straight punch hit his stomach. The pockmarked gangster instantly felt his stomach...
After a while of rolling, I almost vomited out all the food I had eaten the night before. I fell to the ground with my belly in my arms, forming an S shape.
The other gangsters were startled, but the kid in front of him didn't have martial ethics and didn't give them a chance to react. Qin Hao quickly approached the two gangsters closest to him with small steps, and delivered two simple punches.
, also hitting them in the abdomen.
"Bang bang."
He fell to the ground twice more, throwing up a cloud of dust.
The remaining three gangsters were stunned when they saw this, thinking, this companion is not pretending to be them, right? The three of them were knocked down by a teenage boy in an instant?
"Mom, if you have a good idea, let's do it shoulder to shoulder!"
One of the gangsters yelled, and the other two understood it, and rushed forward to hug Qin Hao's arms.
As a young gangster who has been in society all year round, I still have a lot of experience in street fighting. You are not good at fists. I will hug you and see how you can fight.
It was a good idea, but they ignored Qin Hao's speed.
When two gangsters rushed towards Qin Hao, one from the left and the other from the right, he first pretended to take a half step forward, and then immediately took a step back. At this time, the two gangsters could no longer stop the car, and they collided directly with each other.
Together, they both fell to the ground.
Just when the two were about to get up and continue fighting, Qin Hao had already jumped up and stepped on them to use his strength and jumped up high.
The gangster who had the idea to beat up Qin Hao was planning to wait for his companions to knock Qin Hao down, but when he stepped forward to pick it up, he suddenly saw a fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.
"boom."
The gangster immediately fell back in response. When he fell to the ground, his eyes turned white and he fainted.
"Go, go quickly."
The remaining two gangsters got up again at this time, and ran away without saying a word.
But Qin Hao stopped him: "Stop, I'll interrupt you if I run any more errands!"
The two gangsters stopped immediately, and bowed to Qin Hao with a grimace: "Young master, we are blind and blind, please show your kindness and spare us."
"Take these goods away, don't delay my business!" Qin Hao said coldly.
"Oh, thank you so much, young hero, for sparing your life."
The two gangsters helped their accomplice and staggered away.
At this time, the onlookers came back to their senses and cast surprised glances at Qin Hao.
"The little boss is so skilled."
"Oh, I didn't realize that this kid is quite powerful. He actually defeated a pair of seven."
"It's just because of carelessness. If they swarm us from the beginning, no matter how hard we work, it will be in vain."
Regarding this statement, the muscular man next to the old man in the melon-skin hat was not happy. He was about to speak out to refute, but was stopped by the old man.
"Have you seen what he is like?"
The muscular man asked doubtfully: "It doesn't look like the boxing technique from the north. Could it be that he is a disciple of the southern sect?"
The old man shook his head: "It's neither the southern school nor the northern school. It looks like foreign boxing to me."
"Boxing?" A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the strong man: "Good Chinese people, if you don't learn so many Chinese boxing skills, why should you learn the boxing skills of foreign devils?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, the strong man was suddenly startled and looked at the old man in disbelief: "Master, are you thinking..."
"I think, then it only works if people are willing." The old man said meaningfully.
"Master, are you kidding? With your status in the world, if you accept a disciple, you will definitely cause a storm in the world."
"The old man is seventy-one this year. If he can carve such a piece of rough jade into something in his later years, it will be considered a good story."
The strong man felt sour in his heart when he heard this. As the most proud disciple of his master in his later years, the old man would always praise his talent wherever he went. He was a well-deserved martial arts prodigy. He originally thought that he would be the master's disciple, but he didn't expect that...
A boy with an unknown origin actually made the master rekindle his interest in taking on a disciple.
Not long after, the mutton soup restaurant returned to its previous noisy state. Ah Fu was busy serving dishes to customers, while Qin Hao was responsible for cutting the meat.
"Today's mutton is sold out. If you want to eat it, go early tomorrow."
After Qin Hao finished cutting the last piece of mutton in his hand, he put the knife directly on the chopping board and said casually.
"Little brother, I don't eat mutton." The old man looked at Qin Hao with a smile.
When Qin Hao looked up, he realized that the old man opposite him was different from the muscular man behind him.
The old man is a little fat, but his waist is straight, like a big gun standing there, especially at his feet. His standing posture is like an oblique triangle. This is a posture that can attack or defend at any time. Qin Hao can
It was obvious that the other party had no ill intentions, indicating that this was the old man's habit.
In other words, this old man's kung fu has already "gone up".
As for the muscular man behind the old man, he was even more imposing. He was like a knife with sharp edges. At 1.8 meters tall, he definitely stood out from the crowd at this time.
"What do you want from me, old man?" Qin Hao frowned slightly.
The old man chuckled: "Little brother just defeated those gangsters, did he use Western boxing skills?"
"Um."
Seeing Qin Hao nodding, the old man asked eagerly: "Little brother, have you ever learned martial arts from a teacher?"
When he said this, the old man was obviously a little nervous. This made the strong man standing behind him feel sour. He was just a little kid with no muscles and bones. Who knew whether he would be suitable for practicing martial arts in the future.
Qin Hao shook his head and said, "No."
"That's good." After the old man blurted out, he suddenly realized that he was impatient, cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously.
"Little brother, are you willing to take me as your teacher?"
Qin Hao looked puzzled. He knew that the old man must have two skills, but he didn't think he needed to learn any martial arts. Not to mention the spear skills he had honed in the battlefield, just take the boxing he had practiced for many years.
, he feels that he will not lose to any martial arts.
Don't say anything. In Qin Hao's opinion, internal martial arts and external martial arts are also fighting skills. Why should martial arts be superior to others?
And what Qin Hao despises the most is that many so-called martial arts people always favor the past over the present. Who is the founder of this boxing and that boxing, and how powerful the master of so and so is. It's all nonsense.
Boxing not only has a standardized training model, but also has specialized physical training and special competitions at all levels. It attracts fighting talents in this area from all over the world. Wave after wave of fighting geniuses come to study a boxing technique and through actual combat
It is a competition to see whose method is more scientific and practical. Why is it inferior to those self-proclaimed martial arts?
"Not interested in."
The old man could clearly see Qin Hao's disdain when he said this, and he couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that the other party would react like this when he took the initiative to recruit a disciple despite his old age.
The strong man behind him couldn't bear it any longer and shouted at Qin Hao: "Boy, don't be ungrateful. Do you know who my master is?"
"Oh, who is your master?" Qin Hao curled his lips and sneered.
The strong man became even more angry when he saw this, and stretched out a hand to grab Qin Hao's arm.
The old man knew his apprentice's skills. In his opinion, no matter how powerful Qin Hao was, he was still just a boy in his teens. His body bones had not grown yet, so he would not be able to withstand his apprentice's attack. So he gave his apprentice a look and signaled him not to stop.
Overdone.
Of course, the old man was also a little displeased with Qin Hao's contemptuous attitude. He could tolerate the child's contempt for him, but he could not tolerate the child's contempt for his boxing skills. This was his lifelong pride and belief.
However, just when the muscular man was about to grab Qin Hao's arm, he saw the other party turn sideways, let go of his hand with only small steps, and even tried to grab his wrist with his backhand.
.
The strong man turned pale with fright. He quickly flipped his wrist, turned his grasp into a fist, and struck Qin Hao's hand.
Qin Hao didn't hide this time. He also closed his fingers and punched the strong man. He also wanted to test the opponent's quality.
After a simple collision, the strong man and Qin Hao each took a step back.
Qin Hao was slightly surprised by this. You must know that his strength attribute has exceeded that of the heavyweight boxing champion. Even if the punch just did not use all his strength, it still had at least 200 kilograms of force. The opponent actually tied with him.
, this actually made Qin Hao change his view on martial arts.
Originally, Qin Hao had always felt that martial arts focused too much on skill training and ignored the importance of strength and ability to resist blows. He never expected that there were still people who could reach the strength standards of a heavyweight boxing champion.
In fact, compared to Qin Hao's surprise, the strong man was truly shocked. You must know that the opponent was just a teenager, and the punch he just punched was obviously earlier than the opponent, and the opponent was attacking temporarily.
, actually tied with him, and his right hand hidden behind his back is still trembling, the opponent's fist is as hard as iron.
"This kid is really a monster!"
Now the strong man finally understood why the master wanted to accept him as his disciple. He had so much power at the age of ten. How could he still do it when he becomes an adult?
The so-called qualifications for practicing martial arts are actually not that mysterious. They are nothing more than strong strength and long wingspan. With the same skills, people with these two advantages will be very powerful in a fight.
At this moment, a large group of people suddenly arrived and instantly surrounded the mutton soup shop.
A middle-aged man in bunting uniform, surrounded by people, stepped on the table with his golden sword and said angrily.
"Whoever beats my apprentice, come out!"
Huang San and others who were beaten before pointed in the direction of Qin Hao: "Master, that's that boy!"
The onlookers hid away when they saw this, for fear of harming the fish in the pond.
"It's over now. Master Jin personally comes forward. I'm afraid the child will suffer."
"Oh, it's a pity that I can never have such a good mutton soup again."
However, Jin Ye looked in the direction of Huang San and others' fingers and automatically ignored Qin Hao. He was joking that such a small child would hit someone? How about hitting seven of them?
So, Lord Jin walked straight towards the strong man, put a hand on his shoulder, and shouted angrily.
"Boy, was it you who beat my apprentice?"
As a result, the strong man turned his head suddenly, and Jin Ye, who had been so majestic just now, almost softened his feet, and his trembling mouth came out: "Xue... Mr. Diai... you
,Why are you here?"
Not only that, but when he saw the old man's face clearly, he was frightened to the point of being stunned.
