"What is this?" Barton asked, standing in front of a strange-looking wooden lump.
"The wooden dummy is a piece of equipment used in Chinese Kung Fu training, similar to a sandbag."
"Haha, can I ask you a question?"
"certainly."
"Is this really the training ground of the Flying Tigers? Are we in the wrong place?"
"Of course this is the training ground for the Flying Tigers of the Royal Hong Kong Special Police Force." Although he was confused, he still answered Barton's strange question.
"Haha, I thought why we entered the museum." Barton pointed to the wooden dummy in front of him and asked with a smile: "Otherwise, why do you want to preserve Chinese antiques? There are still a bunch of them."
Bang!
After saying this, Barton's smile suddenly disappeared, and a palm knife fell on the wooden arm of the wooden dummy, breaking the wood easily and neatly.
"Just this crap takes up space in a museum and is used for exercise. Haha, I can understand that you think life is too boring, so you put some things here to have some fun for yourself?"
"..."
"Haha, maybe now I finally understand why the Flying Tigers are so weak." Barton mocked mercilessly.
Patton is one of the leaders of the SEALs who came to Hong Kong for this exchange. Just now, the Flying Tigers and the SEALs had a hand-to-hand combat exchange. In ten games, the Flying Tigers had one draw, one win and eight losses.
The Flying Tigers have only been established for a short period of time, only a few months, and the previous key training event was not combat. And their opponents, the SEAL team members who came to exchange this time, without exception, are all elites who have experienced hundreds of battles.
So this result is actually not surprising, but when it came to Barton's mouth, it became that Chinese martial arts was not good, which attracted the anger of many people.
"I heard that your fighting chief instructor is still a thin, yellow-skinned monkey?" Barton looked around and said:
"Of course, you must not misunderstand anything. I don't mean any racial discrimination. I am not a racist. I am just stating a fact. I just don't like cowardly soldiers."
"You..." Many members of the Flying Tigers stood up and pointed at Patton, very angry. More than 70% of the members of the Flying Tigers were Chinese. After all, this is Hong Kong.
"What, am I right?" Barton said with a smile: "Come on, show your courage, I will stand here, who will come?"
"..."
Although they were angry, no one dared to step forward for a while. They had already witnessed Barton's strength with their own eyes just now. Even the strongest member of the Flying Tigers could not survive even five moves in his hands.
"You don't even have the courage to stand up. A weak person is a weak person. Let me just say, you are a cowardly skinny monkey. You are really annoying. You guys, why not come together." Barton pointed at a few people casually.
said.
"Yeah." Four of the Chinese looked at each other and nodded. They stood up and walked in front of Barton. Then they took action at the same time without saying hello.
Pick one out of four.
Facing four opponents, Patton advanced instead of retreating. After running up, he launched a flying kick. He was caught off guard and directly destroyed one of them. After landing, he twisted his ankle. While releasing his strength, he turned his body and punched hard.
With a bang, another one was knocked down, and in a blink of an eye there were only two people left. The two people panicked at first, but they were Flying Tigers after all, so they mustered up the courage to attack from both sides.
It's just that the momentum of these two people has been lost. Although their combined efforts caused a little trouble for Barton, in the end they were easily resolved by Barton and fell to the ground in three blows.
"Okay!" the commando team members applauded loudly.
"I think it is necessary to pause the next exchange for half a day. The Flying Tigers are really disappointing. I think it is necessary to see you first." Patton looked at the members of the Flying Tigers and said.
It stands to reason that this is an equal exchange. Patton's approach is very bad. To put it more seriously, it is disrespectful to Britain. But there is no way. Who makes Uncle Sam the boss now, not to mention that the Flying Tigers also represent
Without the British, everyone could only dare to be angry but dare not speak out. Of course, they also believed that their chief instructor would definitely teach this unscrupulous soldier a lesson.
As for Patton, and even most of the commandos, they don’t think there is anything wrong with doing this. This exchange has one purpose, which is to learn from effective training methods in other countries and regions. Patton simply cannot imagine that if the so-called
What a shame it would be to introduce Chinese Kung Fu into commando training.
This was something he couldn't bear. In addition, he also wanted to show these people what was the strongest.
"I heard that Hong Kong is the most prosperous place for Chinese kung fu, and there is also a martial arts association. It's really interesting. To be honest, I suddenly regret it now. I should have applied for a few more days from my superiors for this exchange, but
, it doesn’t matter. If you can’t let more people see it, forget it. Those cowardly monkeys are just suitable for practicing those fancy tricks. As long as you can see the facts clearly, wake up, practicing Chinese Kung Fu is just dancing.
What you want is to become stronger and kill people."
"..." Listening to Barton's arrogance, everyone was speechless.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, folk martial arts were banned, and the northern and southern martial arts were compiled into sparring routines. They were promoted across the country and promoted routine performances and competitive sports. With the peace of the country and the peace of the country, martial arts with killing skills gradually degenerated into fancy fists and embroidered legs. However, in Hong Kong, because
Its unique environment has created the prosperity of Kung Fu.
…
Chinese Martial Arts Association.
"Bang..."
Barton kicked open the door and rushed in with six or seven people. He almost had the words "I'm here to find trouble" written on his face. Nearly an hour had passed since the sparring session between Zhang Tianzhi and Chen Kui.
The audience basically dispersed.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" It was a coincidence that Cao Shijie happened to be in the guild hall, and in the lobby. Cao Yanjun already knew about Cao Shijie's instigation of Zhang Tianzhi to challenge Chen Kui, because he was worried that his brother would cause trouble again and sabotage
Because of her cooperation with the Oriental Group, Cao Yanjun asked Cao Shijie to stay in the clubhouse first and not be able to go anywhere. He had to wait for her to come back.
Cao Yanjun probably never expected that he would meet Barton.
"snort!"
Barton was not polite at all. He grabbed Cao Shijie's hand pointing at him with one hand, twisted it slightly, and directly broke Cao Shijie's arm, and then kicked him.
"Bang!"
Cao Shijie smashed his whole body on the chair, smashing the chair to pieces, and it was so painful that he couldn't make any sound. Some people saw that the situation was not good, and they were ghosts, so they immediately left through the back door to report the news, and some people planned to find it.
place.
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