Chapter 74 My surname is Ren, Ren Buping (four thousand +)
The word interesting is quite interesting.
In different language contexts, the meanings and emotions expressed are different.
But coming from Fuma Musashi, it could only be a superficial meaning, that is, it is interesting, and at most it could be extended to mean that he is interested in having the Tang Dynasty as his avatar.
That's all.
The reward post also started with this reply, which is completely crooked.
It can be roughly divided into two categories. One is for the Tang Dynasty, which expresses gloating, mourning in advance, or sincere admiration. There are various expressions, but the main idea is very unified. It is roughly that you are dead.
The other one is going to Fuma Musashi. Such replies are much more complicated. Some are clamoring for challenge, some want revenge, and some are simply mocking and insulting. In the online world, people are very brave across the screen. Fuma
Musashi is not a popular person, and he is so popular that he has many enemies. Of course, there are also those who worship him without any brains. In the underground world, strength is still respected in the end. Fuma Musashi, as a recognized melee myth, naturally does not
I need a bunch of little fans...
A smoky atmosphere.
The original intention of the bounty post has been ignored for a long time. But then again, I believe that the poster of this post is most likely a South Korean organization that will not mind. The enemy of the enemy is an ally, not to mention that the enemy is still underground.
The world's most famous mad dog is targeting him, what's the outcome?
Fuma Musashi... Tang Chao tapped his fingers and clicked on his laptop, his face expressionless.
Being targeted by such a murderous god, it would be a lie to say that he was not worried at all. Tang Chao's heart was not that big yet, but it was impossible to say that he would be in panic because of it. It's not like he had never been beaten in his previous life.
, although he was very embarrassed in that battle and fell into near-death situations several times, but the opponent was not much better either, just a smile at fifty steps and a hundred steps. Win or lose? Sorry, the killer doesn't care about winning or losing, only life and death. He
Not dead, this is the result.
What's more, the more popular this bounty post is, the more deeply Song Qingming's image will be ingrained in people's hearts, which also means the safer his true identity is. Fuma Musashi is just a close combat myth, not an omniscient and omnipotent god. If no one can find it, why is he so scared?
?
Relatively speaking, the Tang Dynasty focused more on the hibiscus hibiscus. After roughly collecting and analyzing the information in the forum, well, the other party probably had no intention of letting go. This was also expected, and the failure of the action would mean
Well, the main thing is Han Jincheng's death. What an organization with average strength fears most is the death of a facade master. This is the most unbearable loss.
It seems that I have been quite busy at night recently... I hope you will be sensible and not send too many people over to investigate. I am also afraid that I will become addicted to killing...
The next day, early in the morning, I went for my usual morning run.
Tang Chao is in a good mood today. He didn't go out to kill people last night. Banshanjin's movements haven't been so fast yet. It should be the time when Kyushu Rise is the most heavily defended. Even an iron head must have a limit. There is no need to hit him at this time.
seek death.
I'm in a good mood because today is pay day.
As for Xiao Qian, Tang Chao expressed that he was very satisfied. Of course, this was the money he could only get after full attendance. Tang Chao also had a clear conscience. In fact, unless there were special circumstances, he would clock in and clock in to work on time every day.
Not to mention, he was on duty anyway, no one can deny this. Secondly, although the other party took the initiative to provoke Zhang Qiang, he still helped the community solve the safety hazard. Although it was secretly, he took the money.
And I feel at ease.
Around nine-thirty, when the accountant from the headquarters, that is, Xie Jianping's company, arrived, Tang Chao also arrived at the guard booth at Gate No. 1.
In 2010, unless the person was out of town, as was the case when Tang Dynasty was in Singapore last time, the salary would be paid into the card. Otherwise, most of the wages in industries such as security guards and waiters were paid in cash in person, which was very practical and very practical.
Ways to boost morale.
After successfully receiving his salary and putting it in his pocket, Tang Chao walked leisurely towards Gate No. 4. When he was thinking about whether to improve the food tonight, a quarrel came from the grass next to him. To be precise, it was two young old men.
Quarreling.
One of them is Mr. Yang, and the other is wearing a black Tang suit, has a goatee, and looks strange. He should not be the owner of the community.
"Yang Yinghong, you are still not a member of Lingjiang Martial Arts. You are helping an outsider, and you are still a young boy talking!"
"That's because I think what they said is right. If you go to those boxing gyms and martial arts gyms outside, and learn a few tricks like cats and tigers, then you dare to open a gym and claim that you are the successor of authentic Chinese martial arts? That's a scam, and you'll be kicked out.
That’s fine, it won’t embarrass traditional Chinese martial arts!”
"How come you can't figure it out? So many old dogs have been killed! Which industry doesn't have a few scum? Besides, if they don't open martial arts schools, how can they let those who teach Western boxing and Taekwondo take all the people in?"
"Everyone makes money based on their own abilities. I don't think there's anything wrong with that... Okay, even if you talk about breaking the sky today, I won't come out to organize this Laoshizi Lingjiang Alliance. You have to do it on your own! I don't need to give you any more advice, Shen Mingshan
, you'd better stay out of this matter, lest you lose your reputation for the rest of your life when you get old. That's it, go away, don't give it away!"
"You...Yang Yinghong, you just die here!"
The two old men glared at each other and turned away. Finally, the man in Tang Dynasty's suit stormed away. When he passed by Tang Chao, he could see his chest rising and falling violently. He was obviously very angry.
The same was true for Mr. Yang. Several boxing practitioners on the grass came over to comfort him. He just waved his hands, walked to the stone bench and sat down, and drank a pot of tea in one breath. Turning around, he saw standing on the roadside.
Tang Chao, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, raised his hands and said, "Funny, Xiao Tang."
"You're welcome, Mr. Yang." You just went to work and had nothing to do. Tang Chao came over and sat down with a smile, "By the way, I'm not trying to find out the secrets of the martial arts, right?"
Mr. Yang also laughed and smiled bitterly: "Martial arts... there is no martial arts nowadays. They are just people who are like monkeys and are like dogs. Forget it, I won't talk about it anymore, it's annoying!"
"I don't think so. Your tone is clearly that of a martial arts master."
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Looking at Mr. Yang who was sighing, Tang Chao roughly understood what was going on even though he didn't hear everything just now. It has to be said that the times are developing so fast that some traditional things have not had time to reflect on their evolution.
He was put on the stage in a hurry.
This is what traditional Chinese martial arts is like.
The Tang Dynasty was not a martial arts master with an orderly inheritance like Mr. Yang. He only learned about close combat in detail after his rebirth. Thanks to the development of the Internet, he has tried to study many types of fighting techniques.
, although based on the nature of the killer, in the end it basically evolved into a practical person who can use it and fight immediately, but some other things in it are also understood.
Naturally, it also includes Chinese martial arts. In fact, this was the first thing to be studied in the Tang Dynasty. The Chinese people have more or less sentiments in this regard, and they have taken many detours for this. How can I say the result? From the perspective of fighting alone
If you look at it, Chinese martial arts is actually not that unbearable. Some force-generating techniques, shooting angles, dodging footwork, and other things that directly point to the essence of fighting are all worthy of study. But on the other hand, I have to say that Chinese martial arts is simply amazing.
It’s just a big pit. There are too many twists and turns that are plausible but not forced, but it always seems to give people a sense of unclearness. In the end, it falls into a chain where poor practice is not a problem of martial arts, but your lack of talent.
Huge pit...
Of course, what we are talking about here is the real martial arts, that is, the art of killing. Those tricks and performance routines are not included. It is not the same thing, let alone the same field. It is just that some people like to force the latter onto the former.
, the result is that when the gongs and drums are heard face to face, it will naturally become a tragedy.
Mr. Yang, who had practiced boxing all his life, might have seen these things more clearly, so Tang Chao did not try to comfort him forcibly, but just made some amusing remarks until a low figure strode across the grass.
Black Nike sportswear, cropped, barefoot.
Tang Chao noticed the person coming immediately, not because the other person was barefoot, although this was indeed strange enough. What Tang Chao noticed was the other person's external temperament, which was related to his age, surrounding environment, and even the modernity.
The society is full of incompatible auras. It seems that he is just a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is walking steadily step by step, but it gives people the feeling that no matter how many mountains are in front of him, he will stand on his own feet.
The tenacity does not rush the spirit.
Show off your edge!
Mr. Yang also noticed it. He was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up to greet him, with the posture of a warrior.
When I got closer, I could see more clearly. He was indeed a minor. His body had not grown yet, but his appearance was not at all immature and arrogant that should be expected at this age. On the contrary, the cheeks on both sides were dark red and rough, and the skin on his lips was peeling and cracked.
At a glance, you can tell that he has traveled a lot and gone through a lot of hardships. He even looks like a little wandering beggar.
He looked at Mr. Yang, frowned slightly, and cupped his hands, looking quite old-fashioned: "But Hong Fist Yang Yinghong, Mr. Yang in person?"
"I am, I wonder who you are?" Mr. Yang's address was very polite, and he obviously noticed something.
"My surname is Ren, Ren Buping."
Mr. Yang suddenly understood: "But that little brother who recently went to the boxing gyms in Lingjiang to join forces?"
First he nodded, then shook his head, and replied seriously, "It's not a fight, it's a kick!"
...Ren Buping, Tang Chao silently recited the familiar name several times, recalling some memories in his mind, and suddenly realized, okay, he had also heard of this person in his previous life.
I just heard it, in a way that was almost a joke.
Probably three or four years later, there was a piece of tidbits in the Fifth Forum. Someone named and directly challenged Fuma Musashi. It was not just meaningless shouting on the Internet, but it was actually put into action.
.I took the initiative to go to the island country, first wiped out all the big and small martial arts dojos in Tokyo, and then @Fuma Musashi in the forum, and attached the address... After waiting for about half a month, Fuma Musashi really went there, and then beat people to death...
…
That person is Ren Buping.
When Tang Chao saw this post, he had the same attitude as others. He felt that this was a guy who wanted to die, like a joke...
But now, the Tang Dynasty has changed its view. You may not be able to figure out what kind of person they are after looking at some people for a lifetime, but for some people, you can probably or definitely know who they are just by looking at them at a glance.
Ren Buping was the latter. When Tang Chao looked at him, one word came to his mind, Geng!
It seems that it is not surprising that such a person would challenge Fuma Musashi...perhaps even in his view, this is a kind of martyrdom for benevolence, the kind of person who is willing to die.
The conversation next to it is still going on,
"...I kicked in two boxing gyms the day before yesterday. I can't remember the name. He is your apprentice. He is not good at martial arts, but he keeps saying that he didn't learn well. He asked me to come here to find you..."
"Mr. Yang." Tang Chao intervened and pointedly asked, "How about I take this child away?" This is feasible. This person obviously did not come in from the main entrance, and was also within the scope of Tang Chao's security responsibilities.
Inside.
"No, Xiao Tang, thank you." Yang Lao waved his hand and declined, looking at Ren Buping and shaking his head mockingly, "You came here in vain, I'm old and can't fight anymore."
Ren Buping nodded with a regretful expression: "You are indeed old, so I'll give you a punch to show you."
After saying that, without waiting for Mr. Yang's consent, he immediately stepped forward and punched out with a punch. There was a buzz in the air. It was obvious that he had withdrawn his strength. He walked away and punched out again... To be honest.
, the fight is not beautiful, the bridge is hard and the horse is hard, at least it is a bit worse than the boss in the TV and movies, but if someone stood in the wind of the fist at this time, he would probably not be able to move, or he would be stunned, or lie down straight
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"It's a bit complicated..."
On the side, Mr. Yang murmured what Tang Chao was thinking. It was indeed very complicated, including Shaolin boxing, Xingyi Hammer, Jeet Kune Do, modern boxing, and military combat skills... It seemed that every punch had some other flavor, and
It's so paradoxical that it's hard to tell clearly. But at the same time, every taste is very authentic, which is quite strange. I don't know how he mastered so many fighting techniques at such a young age.
In addition, due to his professional sensitivity, Tang Chao also noticed that Ren Buping looked young, but he had definitely killed people under his command, not just one or two, otherwise the fists would not be so simple and brutal. Well,
It is probably inseparable from the rise of Kyushu... If you look at it this way, it will not be that simple for the opponent to challenge Fuma Musashi without any brains in his previous life... Revenge? Or something else...
Tang Chao's thoughts were racing here, and after the punches had been thrown, Ren Buping lowered his posture and looked at Mr. Yang. The latter was silent for a while, seeming to be calculating something, and then said calmly: "I am under your hands.
Can't survive three punches."
This is the truth. It is an old saying that boxers are afraid of young people. Mr. Yang is really old, but Ren Buping is not just a young boy. The latter's punch strength is beyond comparison with ordinary adults, even those who have fought for several years.
You may not even be able to bear it.
Ren Buping nodded, looked at Mr. Yang again, and shook his head regretfully: "You have real skills... It's a pity that I bothered you." After saying that, he simply turned around and left, as if he came here just to win or lose.
After winning, he left.
Yang Lao looked at his back and moved his lips, wanting to say something, but finally gave up and just nodded to Tang Chao, "Xiao Tang, I have to go home quickly and give Lao Shen a call...
No way! I'm not afraid of your laughter. I don't want to take part in this matter. Firstly, I really can't understand what they are doing. Secondly, I really don't take it seriously. I just think that a young man can be so strong. But now
...This is really not a good thing, no one in Lingjiang can control this kid..."