"It's true that there are hooligans everywhere, why can't this phenomenon be eliminated?"
He just talked with Zhao Xinglong about the black boxing market and masters along the coast of Guangdong, and Wang Chaozheng listened with interest. Some of these people and things, as well as various forces, are not a world that he can touch as a high school student.
He felt emotional for a while, and a little ambitious for a while, and even had a few thoughts of "the world is big, the society is deep, and the masters are like clouds, hidden dragons, crouching tigers".
Zhao Xinglong's skill is not considered weak, but he is only a second- or third-rate boxer over there, and he can't make it to the big scene.
"It's not easy to practice to the point of hurting people with dark energy." It turned out that after seeing Tang Zichen's superb boxing skills, he thought it would be easy to practice, but when he really practiced himself, he knew it would be extremely difficult.
Tang Zichen's boxing strength has reached the level of strength, and he has been practicing hard for nearly two years, but he has only recently explored the upper level of Mingjin's kung fu. His punches make a crisp sound during martial arts, and his fists are harder and heavier than ordinary people. Many times.
But the kung fu of dark strength is like beating people like electric shocks, spraying like needles, breaking steel bars and opening steles, so I don't know how long it will take.
Dark energy is completely different from martial arts, martial arts also has elements of skill in it, while dark energy is pure water dripping through stones, a process of accumulating skills to natural success.
Wang Chao also knew that although he was practicing diligently and obsessively, he also had some talent in martial arts, and he understood it quickly. But after all, the time to practice boxing is short, and it is impossible to accomplish it overnight.
He was somewhat curious and longing for the coastal black fist described by Zhao Xinglong. After all, money, wealth and power gathered there. After all, he is a young man under the age of twenty. Although he has a somewhat calm demeanor by studying and nourishing his spirit, as long as he is a person, he will have desires for two things, wealth and power.
But Wang Chao naturally wouldn't rush to the coast to challenge those masters on the spur of the moment.
After listening to Zhao Xinglong's introduction, he also understood very well in his heart that the most powerful over there is not how advanced your boxing skills are, but how powerful your martial arts are, the main thing is power.
It would be impossible to talk about boxing practitioners without the support of big financial groups and powerful forces. No matter how good your martial arts are, if you run over alone to challenge those masters to win bets, you might just say something and disappear secretly the next day.
Strength shines because of wealth and power.
Even if he is as strong as Yang Luchan, the master of Taiji, Guo Yunshen, the master of Xingyi, has to rely on the rich and powerful in the capital at that time in order to pass on his boxing skills and win fame for himself.
Even Sun Lutang, the Grand Master of the First People's Congress in the Republic of China, once served as a teacher for Duan Qirui.
Alone, even if you are invincible, it is in vain. This is true in ancient times, especially in modern society.
Wang Chao read the actual life experience of some martial arts masters in the old days, and combined with the personal experience and experience of Zhao Xinglong, he remembered his own experience, Cao Yi, Li Wanji, Zhang Tong and others he knew, as well as the business model of the Taekwondo gym.
All these social experiences are integrated, how can he not understand this truth.
When he was talking vigorously, the sudden incident downstairs interrupted his sex talk. Wang Chao felt a little disappointed, his face darkened, and he gave Zhao Xinglong a wink, "Go, let's go down and have a look first."
Zhao Xinglong also came to the stairs at this time, saw the movement below clearly, took advantage of the strength of the top-quality beer, spat hard, wiped his mouth, and followed Wang Chao downstairs.
bang bang bang! A young man with dyed yellow hair, bare arms, and a colorful tiger tattoo on his vest held a black iron rod in his hand and knocked on the table loudly. The rest of the dozen or so young people blocked the entrance of the restaurant tightly, and the owner of the restaurant and several waiters were scared and hid in the place behind where the chef was cooking.
The rest of the people who were eating had already disappeared without a trace.
Chi! Seeing people onlookers outside, the two young men walked to the door and knocked on the door twice with the iron bars in their hands, "What are you looking at!"
The two slammed the shutter, and the entire restaurant went dark, temporarily isolating the outside world.
"Call the police, and you will have to pay for the police. You scolded our brother just now, and injured him again. You just want to finish the matter without paying some medical expenses? Then my brother Lei is not in this area for nothing. How can I take care of my brothers in the future?" The young man with yellow hair and tiger stripes was obviously the boss. When he saw the door was closed, he stopped knocking on the table and talking.
It has to be said that with the slam of the door, the restaurant was dark, giving people a great sense of fear.
The girl who spoke just now also visibly trembled, and the other three girls screamed and huddled together. The two boys at home and abroad also turned pale with fright.
"This group of hooligans know psychological warfare very well. In fact, even if the door is closed, do they dare to really do bad things?" Wang Chao just went downstairs, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help but smiled inwardly.
"What do you want to do?" Although the girl who led the way for Wang Chao trembled for a while, she managed to calm down afterwards. "This is a university, you dare to blackmail?"
"Damn it!" Brother Lei knocked on the table again, yelled ferociously and the other four women and two men trembled again: "Speak nonsense again, I've ruined you! If you lose money, you won't lose money!"
"Tell me, how much do you want to accompany?" The girl also softened, understanding the reason not to suffer the immediate loss.
"First, come up with 10,000 yuan. Second, don't do anything else. How about you girls, accompany us to the Golden Age KTV to sing songs all night, and treat it as an apology?"
"Damn it." Zhao Xinglong couldn't help it when he heard this, and rushed downstairs after a few steps. The sound caused 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 this girl, and asked why.
"We were eating here, and one of them deliberately dropped their chopsticks on the ground and peeked at him to take advantage of it. We scolded him, pushed and pulled a few times, and called so many people to block us here." When a boy saw Zhao Xinglong, he also As if seeing a savior, he quickly explained the general situation.
Wang Chao understood as soon as he heard it, it must be these girls, dressed coolly on a hot day, some of the hooligans who were eating pretended to drop their chopsticks on the ground, and then squatted down to pick them up and peeked underneath. Finally, there was a commotion and a stickman was called.
"Huh?!" Brother Lei saw Cheng Yaojin coming out halfway, and winked at the people next to him, and immediately several people surrounded him.
"Bah!" Zhao Xinglong spat hard again, and suddenly made a move. An iron mountain leaned over and immediately knocked brother Lei and his chair to the ground. Then he kicked hard, and Brother Na Lei let out an earth-shattering scream.
Zhao Xinglong then picked up the stool, tapped it, and cracked the head of the nearest gangster. This action is clean and neat, without saying a word, very refreshing.
"Kill!" The dozen or so hooligans at the scene saw the attack, and they all rushed forward with iron rods, and some of them even took out daggers from their trouser pockets.
ah! Seeing the fight, the girls immediately huddled together in fright, and the two boys almost fell under the table.
At this time, Wang Chao also came down, and saw two or three hooligans surrounding the girls, and immediately rushed forward, punching the first hooligan in the chest, and with a crisp sound, the hooligan was beaten to death. He jumped up and fell to the ground, spit out red blood foam from his mouth, and twitched.
Wang Chao didn't even look at it. He swung lightning with his other hand, grabbed another hooligan by the neck and lifted it up. His arm shook and slammed against the wall. The hooligan's waist, with his hands on a cart, flipped a flower in the air, threw it out, and hit the other seven or eight people besieging Zhao Xinglong's body.
These three strokes made the shape look like flowing water, and the four girls were dumbfounded.
"Aren't you the coach of the Taekwondo gym?" Suddenly, a girl recognized Wang Chao's identity.
"Oh, you know me?"
"Of course, I saw you competing with him that day." The girl pointed at Zhao Xinglong who was doing it.
"Aren't you going to help him?" At this time, Yao Xiaoxue had calmed down, seeing Zhao Xinglong beating six or seven people and getting hit with iron bars, she hurriedly said to Wang Chao.
"That's not necessary." Wang Chao smiled: "It's okay for Zhao Xinglong to hit this person."
Sure enough, I saw Zhao Xinglong was hard hit by the iron rod inside the person, only avoiding his head, first elbowed the two daggers, and then hit the person's ribs with his fist, each of them fell down moan.
Within a short while, seven or eight people were beaten to the ground by him.
"Let's go!" Wang Chao said to the four girls, two boys, and Zhao Xinglong.
Zhao Xinglong was about to open the door.
"Wait, you wait. You can't leave." At this moment, the boss who was hiding in the kitchen came out with a few waiters. He urged the waiters while blocking the door. "You can't leave now, call the police and wait for the police to deal with it."
"Huh!?" Wang Chao looked at Zhao Xinglong's gaze towards him, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows with a smile.
"Fuck you!" As if there was a tacit understanding, Zhao Xinglong immediately understood what Wang Chao meant, cursed, kicked the boss right in the abdomen, and the boss immediately squatted down in pain, Zhao Xinglong then opened the shutter , eight people swaggered away.