"Thousand-jin pendant? What the hell did it come from?"
In an instant, the bald brother was dumbfounded. At this time, Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully and said sarcastically: "You don't even know Qianjin Pendant, why do you call Chinese martial arts rubbish?"
"I...I, I!"
Suddenly, the bald man was speechless.
"However, since you asked me, let me explain to you what the 'Thousand-jin Pendant' is. The Thousand-jin Pendant is a type of Chinese plum blossom pile martial arts. It emphasizes the perfect coordination of the three inner and outer parts of the body, Qi, and strength.
For example, when being attacked by a strong external force, you can concentrate all your strength downward to stabilize your body. It is also often used to stabilize things underneath you. Even four strong men may not be able to lift it, let alone the two of you.
I."
Ye Zihao explained in a disdainful tone.
"Damn it! Even if you're afraid of Qianjin Pendant's bragging, what's the use of this skill? The most you can do is stand still. How dare it hit people?"
The bald brother was obviously unconvinced and retorted coldly.
"Can you hit someone? You can try punching me a few times. I promise to stand still." Ye Zihao said lightly, his tone full of provocation.
"Okay! You said it!"
Suddenly, the bald brother burst into laughter.
Immediately, he gritted his teeth and angrily punched Ye Zihao in the face.
"You brat! Just give me a punch."
Having said that, his fist was about to hit Ye Zihao, but at this moment, Ye Zihao stood still and turned his body slightly to one side, easily avoiding his fist.
While avoiding his fist, Ye Zihao suddenly shook his body and hit him hard with his strong shoulder.
"Bang!"
His shoulders were seen standing heavily on the body of the bald brother.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, the bald brother screamed and flew back.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
…
I saw him retreating several steps in a hurry, but because he retreated too fast, his steps were a little messy. As a result, he accidentally stumbled, and with an ouch, he sat down on the ground, which was so painful that he shed tears.
"Ouch! My... butt! Ouch! It hurts!"
The bald brother groaned in pain, obviously not expecting that Ye Zihao could unleash such an astonishing power while standing still just now.
"Brother! How about this skill? You can still hurt someone even if you stand still!" Ye Zihao said with a deliberate provocation.
"Oh shit!"
"You... you bully me, an amateur judoka, who is a hero? He has the ability to challenge my master. He has been to the island country to learn judo and has a deep understanding of the true meaning of the island country's judo. If you compete with him, you will definitely lose.
"
The bald brother saw that he was no match for Ye Zihao, so he started to act mean.
"Oh? Your master? Huh! What about professional judo players? In front of Chinese martial arts, they are still killed instantly."
Ye Zihao said disdainfully.
As a Chinese, he loves the martial arts passed down by his ancestors very much. Unlike the bald man in front of him, he is obviously a Chinese, but he insists on learning judo, forget about learning judo, and calls Chinese martial arts rubbish.
This is what Ye Zihao cannot bear the most!
"Damn it! If you can, please leave your contact information. I will definitely ask my master to avenge me in the future."
Hearing Ye Zihao scolding his master, the bald brother suddenly became angry.
"Oh? It seems that you still don't give up! In that case, well, if your master wants to be tortured by me someday, just go to the Pretty Woman Company to find me, Ye Zihao."
Ye Zihao smiled coldly and said.
"Hmph! Brat, just wait and see, my master will definitely not let you go."
Say it.
The bald man turned around and walked away, but his walking posture was more like running away.
"Brother!"
"Wait for me! Don't leave!"
When the gambler saw this, he shouted quickly. Just when he was about to leave, he found someone grabbing his shoulder.
Forehead?
He was startled for a moment, then turned around and saw Ye Zihao grabbing his shoulders with a cold expression on his face.
"Hero! Spare your life! Spare your life, hero!"
As a result, the gambler was so frightened that his legs became weak and he suddenly fell to his knees.
"Do you like gambling?"
Ye Zihao asked coldly, and the gambler nodded nervously, and then responded: "No... I don't like it very much, I just... just play it occasionally."
"Then tell me, where are you gambling?" Ye Zihao asked.
"In... at the Pinxiang Teahouse in the east of the city."
The gambler didn't dare to hide anything and told the truth truthfully.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked serious, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and immediately dialed Qian Bao's number.
"Toot! Toot! Toot!"
The phone rang a few times and someone answered.
"Boss? It's so early, what's wrong?" Qian Bao had obviously just been woken up, and he was still a little listless when he spoke.
"Please help me remind the owner of the 'Pinxiang Tea House' in the east of the city, so that he will not allow a man named Asen to gamble there again."
Ye Zihao gave an order and said.
"No problem! I'll call him and tell him right now!"
Qian Bao nodded and hung up the phone.
A few minutes later, gambler Asen's phone rang. The caller was the owner of the tea house.
"Brother Zhao?"
The gambler Asen was stunned for a moment and answered the phone.
At this time, the tea house owner said: "Ah Sen! Don't fucking come to my place to gamble in the future."
"Why... why?"
Suddenly, gambler Asen was dumbfounded.
"Brother Bao said that he will seal off any casino in Jiangcheng City that dares to let you gamble in the future! So, if you dare to come to my place in the future, be careful that I will interrupt your dog legs! Just take care of yourself!"
Say it!
The tea house owner hung up the phone.
"This...this!"
For a moment, the gambler Asen was shocked. After a moment, he recovered and asked in horror, "Master, you... do you know Brother Bao?"
"He is my brother!" Ye Zihao responded calmly.
"Hero! I realize my mistake. I will never gamble again. Please, let Brother Bao let me go!"
Suddenly, the gambler Asen was so frightened that he almost peed.
It is rumored that Qian Bao is a very scary person. Almost no one who offends him has a good ending. How can ruffians like the gambler Asen dare to offend Qian Bao?
"It's okay to ask him to let you go, but if you let me know that you still dare to gamble money, be careful, I will ask Qian Bao to chop off your hands!! I'll see how you still draw the cards then."
Ye Zihao reprimanded him coldly and warned.
"Hero!! I...I swear, from now on, I will never gamble again! Absolutely not!" The gambler Asen was so frightened that he hurriedly made a poisonous oath.
"Hmph! You can do it for yourself! Get out!"
Ye Zihao had a serious expression and scolded him coldly.
"Okay, okay! I...I'm leaving now!"
After that, Asen, the gambler, was so frightened that he ran away, obviously frightened.