"There are gangsters everywhere, why can't we stop this phenomenon?" "There are gangsters everywhere, why can't we stop this phenomenon?"
Wang Chao was listening with great interest when he talked with Zhao Xinglong about the black boxing market and masters in the coastal areas of Guangdong. Some of the people and things and various forces in it are not the world that he, a high school student, can touch.
He was moved for a while, and a little ambitious for a while, and he also had a few thoughts of "the world is big and deep, and there are many masters and masters".
Zhao Xinglong's skills are not weak, but he is just a second- or third-rate boxer there, and he can't play in big scenes.
"It's not easy to practice to the point of hurting people with dark energy." It turned out that after watching Tang Zichen's superb boxing skills, he thought it was easy to practice, but when he really practiced it himself, he knew it was difficult and painful.
Tang Zichen's fist strength has reached the level of Huajin, and after nearly two years of hard practice, he has only recently found the upper level of Mingjin. In martial arts, his punches make crisp sounds, and his fists are many times harder and heavier than those of ordinary people.
However, it is still unknown when the skills of Anjin, such as hitting people like electric shocks, spraying power like needles, breaking steel bars and opening monuments, will be achieved.
Anjin is completely different from martial arts. Martial arts also have technical elements in it, while Anjin is a pure accumulation process of water dripping through stones and natural success.
Wang Chao also knows that although he is now diligent in practice and obsessed with martial arts, he has some talent in martial arts and is quick to understand. But after all, he has not practiced boxing for a long time and it is impossible to achieve success overnight.
He is somewhat curious and yearning for the coastal black boxing described by Zhao Xinglong. After all, there is a gathering of money, wealth and power there. After all, he is a teenager under the age of 20. Although he has a calm demeanor after reading and cultivating his spirit, wealth and power are two things that everyone desires.
However, Wang Chao would not rush to challenge those masters on impulse.
After listening to Zhao Xinglong's introduction, he knew very well that the most powerful people there were not because of how profound your boxing skills were or how strong your martial arts were, but mainly because of power.
If there was no support from big financial groups and big forces behind the boxing practitioners, there was no way to talk about it. No matter how good your martial arts were, if you went to challenge those masters to win the gambling money, you might just say it and disappear secretly the next day.
Power can shine because of wealth and power.
Even as strong as Tai Chi Grandmaster Yang Luchan and Xingyi Grandmaster Guo Yunshen had to rely on the dignitaries in Beijing at that time to pass on and carry forward the boxing skills and win a good reputation for themselves.
Even Sun Lutang, the first grandmaster in the Republic of China, was once a teacher for Duan Qirui.
Even if you are invincible, it is in vain. This was the case in ancient times, and it is even more so in modern society.
Wang Chao read the actual life experience of some martial arts masters in the old times, combined with Zhao Xinglong's personal experience and experience, and recalled his own experience, Cao Yi, Li Wanji, Zhang Tong and others he knew, as well as the business model of the Taekwondo Hall.
All these social experiences are integrated, how could he not understand this truth.
When he was talking enthusiastically, something happened downstairs that interrupted his talk about sex. Wang Chao was also a little disappointed in his heart. His face sank and he winked at Zhao Xinglong, "Let's go downstairs and take a look first."
Zhao Xinglong also came to the stairs at this time and saw the movement below clearly. With the help of a few bottles of beer, he spit hard, then wiped his mouth and followed Wang Chao downstairs.
Bang bang bang! A young man with dyed yellow hair, bare arms, and colorful tiger tattoos on his vest held a black iron rod in his hand and knocked the table loudly. The other dozen or so young men blocked the entrance of the restaurant tightly. The restaurant owner and several waiters were so scared that they hid in the back where the chefs were cooking.
The other diners had already disappeared.
Chi! Seeing that there were onlookers outside, the two young men walked to the door and knocked on the door twice with the iron rods in their hands, "What are you looking at!"
The two of them pulled the shutter door violently, and the whole restaurant suddenly became dark, temporarily isolating the outside world.
"Call the police, and you have to pay for the call. You just scolded our brother and hurt him. Do you want to get away with it without paying some medical expenses? Then my brother Lei has been hanging around in this area for nothing. How can he lead his brothers in the future?" The young man with yellow hair and tiger stripes was obviously the boss. When he saw the door was pulled down, he stopped knocking on the table and spoke.
It must be said that the restaurant became dark as soon as the door was pulled down, giving people a great sense of fear.
The girl who just spoke also trembled obviously, and the other three girls screamed and huddled together, and the other two boys were also scared to death.
"These little hooligans are really good at psychological warfare. In fact, even if the door is closed, do they dare to do bad things?" Wang Chao just went downstairs and saw this scene. He couldn't help but smile in his heart.
"What do you want to do?" The girl who led Wang Chao trembled for a while, but then managed to calm down. "This is a university. How dare you blackmail?"
"Damn it!" Brother Lei knocked on the table fiercely again, and the vicious roar made the four girls and two men tremble again: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will destroy you! Pay money or not!"
"How much do you want to pay?" The girl also softened and understood the principle of not taking a loss in front of her.
"First, take out 10,000 yuan. Second, don't do anything else. You girls, accompany us to the Golden Age KTV to sing songs for a night, just as an apology, how about it?"
"Damn it." Zhao Xinglong couldn't help it when he heard this. He rushed downstairs in a few steps, and the sound attracted everyone to look up.
"Zhao Xinglong!" The girl's eyes lit up, "Why are you here?"
"Yao Xiaoxue, what's going on?" Zhao Xinglong obviously knew the girl and asked the reason.
"We were eating here, and one of them deliberately dropped chopsticks on the ground and peeked to take advantage. We cursed him, pushed and pulled a few times, and called so many people to block us here." A boy saw Zhao Xinglong and seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly told the general story.
Wang Chao understood it as soon as he heard it. It must be these girls who were wearing cool clothes in the hot weather. Some of the hooligans who were eating pretended to drop chopsticks on the ground, and then peeked under them when they squatted down to pick them up. Finally, they made a fuss and called a bunch of people.
"Huh?!" Brother Lei saw that Cheng Yaojin had appeared halfway, and winked at the people next to him, and several people immediately surrounded him.
"Bah!" Zhao Xinglong spit again fiercely, and suddenly took action, and rushed over with an iron mountain leaning, immediately knocking Brother Lei and the chair to the ground. Then he kicked him hard, and Brother Lei immediately let out a horrifying scream.
Zhao Xinglong then picked up a stool and smashed the head of the nearest gangster. This time, he did it cleanly and without saying a word, and it was extremely refreshing.
"Kill!" Seeing the fight, the dozen gangsters present rushed over with iron bars, and some even took out daggers from their trouser pockets.
Ah! Seeing the fight, several girls immediately hugged each other in fear, and the other two boys almost lay under the table.
At this time, Wang Chao also came down and saw two or three gangsters surrounding the girls. He immediately stepped forward and punched the first gangster in the chest. With a crisp sound, the gangster jumped up and fell to the ground, spitting red blood foam from his mouth and twitching.
Without even looking, Wang Chao swung out his other hand, grabbed another gangster's neck and lifted him up, threw his arm against the wall, then moved forward and wrapped his arm around the third gangster's waist, then used his hand to turn the third gangster's waist horizontally, flipped him in the air, and threw him out, hitting the other seven or eight people who were besieging Zhao Xinglong.
These three moves were like flowing water, and the four girls were stunned.
"Aren't you the coach of the Taekwondo gym?" Suddenly, a girl recognized Wang Chao's identity.
"Oh, do you know me?"
"Of course, I saw you competing with him that day outside." The girl pointed at Zhao Xinglong who was fighting.
"Why don't you go over and help him?" At this time, Yao Xiaoxue had calmed down. Seeing Zhao Xinglong beating six or seven people and being hit by several iron rods, she hurriedly said to Wang Chao.
"That's not necessary." Wang Chao smiled: "Zhao Xinglong has no problem beating this guy."
Sure enough, Zhao Xinglong was hit by the iron rod in the crowd, but he only avoided his head. He knocked down two people with daggers with a few elbows, and then hit people's ribs with fists. Every time he hit one, they fell down and groaned.
In a short while, seven or eight people were knocked to the ground by him.
"Let's go quickly!" Wang Chao said to the four girls, two boys, and Zhao Xinglong.
Zhao Xinglong was about to open the door.
"Wait, wait, you guys, you can't leave." At this time, the boss and several waiters who were hiding in the kitchen came out. He urged the waiters and blocked the door, "You can't leave yet, call the police and wait for the police to deal with it."
"Huh!?" Wang Chao saw Zhao Xinglong's eyes looking at him, and couldn't help but smile and raised his eyebrows.
"Fuck you!" As if they had a tacit understanding, Zhao Xinglong immediately understood what Wang Chao meant. He cursed and kicked the boss in the abdomen. The boss immediately squatted down in pain. Zhao Xinglong then opened the rolling shutter door, and the eight men left.