Shameless

In the morning, Ye Hong is in the backyard of the mountain villa.

Old Cui stood quietly in front of Li Muye, as silent as an iceberg, he had already gone deeper and deeper on the road to the strong. But he was still the Russian warrior who was grateful to Li Muye. After losing to King and Overlord last time, he realized that although his physical strength was strong, he was not strong enough. Before, he had a jaw that could hold a 30-pound hammer, and any part of his body's muscles could withstand 3000 pounds. The heavy blow. But after fighting Wang Ba, he realized that his ribs could not withstand Wang Ba's iron fist.

During this period of time, he was hiding in the laboratory and training hard, constantly improving his muscles' strength and spiritual will through overloaded challenge self-extreme training. The laboratory provided him with the most suitable nutrients for the human body to absorb, and used scientific methods to help him recover. Now he is three points stronger than before in physique.

This era no longer belongs to the martial arts, and the main purpose of practicing physical exercises is not to kill people, but to pursue the limits of human physical ability while enhancing self-protection. In most cases, the easiest way to kill is with a gun. And a martial artist with more sensitive hands, feet, ears and eyes, once mastered the skill of using firearms, he will inevitably be much better than ordinary people playing with guns.

Xiao Elai was fond of tinkering with the sniper rifle in his hand, and now he no longer naively told Li Muye that he would use a gun to assassinate a certain master-level figure. He lost his blind self-confidence at that time, but he was a little more calm and cautious.

Li Muye passed by Lao Cui, and finally stayed in front of Bai Qi, who bowed his head and wiped his gun.

"Boy, do you want to learn from your aunt who refuses to tell you about you?"

"I don't want to." Bai raised his head without raising his head, and said: "If I can learn, my aunt will naturally pass on me, and you don't need to teach it."

Li Muye smiled and said, "Your aunt and I hope you can grow up as soon as possible."

"I know you can persuade my aunt, but I still don't want to learn from you." Bai Qi said: "I have become a brother with evil, and I believe that the things that Master taught me can reach the top."

"Your kid would rather betray your aunt and worship her rival as a master than learn from me?" Li Muye asked with a smile, "What is the truth?"

Bai Qi said: "My master is a good person. What taught me and the evil are all good things. The problem between her and my aunt is yours. My aunt also said that I am suitable for learning Zen Wuzong. There are also traditional Chinese medicine and bionic guidance techniques in yoga, which is enough for me to learn."

"You kid, you are starting to understand things now. I have told you that things for adults are very complicated."

"In fact, it's not a big deal. In a nutshell, I only know the tastes of happiness and unhappiness. I'm just a fool who doesn't care about things." Bai Qi said: "Lying in ** these days, listen. Master taught me boxing theory and human heart, and suddenly I wanted to understand a lot of things."

Li Muye was interested: "What do you want to understand?"

"Men are not bad, women don't love." Bai Qi looked at Li Muye and said seriously: "Women always think that they are saints and can influence any bad guys, and they especially like bad men to pay for them. A very sincere and simple dedication, which fully satisfies their desire to be respected and spoiled. Both my aunt and my master are the most outstanding women. The more such women are, the more likely they are to make such mistakes."

"You kid just want to understand this?"

"Of course it's not just these. Your greatest advantage in their hearts is actually willing to give up for them. A woman's greatest enjoyment in this life is that a man takes them more seriously than his own life. This is better than any other mountain alliance. Impress people, my aunt is not someone who is easily touched and is also touched by your most affectionate nature. On this point, few people can do it. For example, I can do anything for my aunt, but it is absolutely impossible for Ma Gretel takes any risks, but you can."

"Little bastard, what do you study Lao Tzu doing all the time?" Li Muye asked angrily.

Bai Qi said: "I have studied your shortcomings so that I can find a way to make my master no longer like you."

Li Muye was irritated by him, and said, "Then you find any shortcomings in Lao Tzu?"

"You are all sick, greedy and lustful, you lied and lied, and at the loss of my master's money, you brag to Aunt Muyuan that your business is very good all day long."

"His, you shut up to Lao Tzu, I, he, if he has only shortcomings and no advantages, wouldn't your aunt and your master become blind fools?"

"Of course you also have advantages. I said before. You are too good at coaxing women. Not only can you talk, but you are more willing to do it." Bai Qi continued, "Also, I found that you have already gotten a glimpse of twelve. The real view of Zhoutian Guidance Technique, it’s no wonder that I don’t have a slight advantage against you. In your eyes, my whole body is flawed. Even if your absolute strength and speed are not as good as mine, you can still take the lead everywhere. I can't fight back."

"Your kid has gotten to know it. It's just a matter of time before you surpass me." Li Muye said, "Remember, you don't learn good things for bad ones."

Bai Qi said: "I am not interested in your lifestyle. I would rather learn from this Uncle Cui than with you."

"What can you learn from a fake foreign devil?" Li Muye said, "Baiyuntang doesn't know how to beat people, but you want to learn how to be beaten from him?"

Bai Qi said: "Master will teach you the ability to beat people. Uncle Cui's ability to be beaten is the best in the world. It is worth learning. If I have the same physique as his, I won't lose to you with a physique that is inadequate. Two knives from him." This kid, although he has become more obedient recently, he is still unconvinced with Brother Xiaoye. I always feel that Li Muye is a mouth-handling style, but the real-hand style is actually not very good.

"Old Cui, you get up, our brothers have done it." Li Muye suddenly worked hard, beckoning to Lao Cui, and said: "Find a few mats in the yard and brighten the yard. Our brothers haven't had a few years. I've passed it. You old boy has been taking drugs and practicing kung fu in the past two years and has made rapid progress. I am afraid that your wild brother is no longer your opponent."

Old Cui stood up, Bai Qi and a few Diao Xiong mercenary brothers who like to join in the fun have already paved the way for the fun.

Li Muye said shamelessly: "Old Cui, you have a bit of knowledge in your heart, your kid is too heavy, but Brother Ye's body is not as strong as before. If you fight for a while, you have to handle it with care." As he said, he took it. The protective gear delivered by the mercenary brother next to him. It was impossible to stop Old Cui's iron fist by pointing at this thin leather cushion, but it was better than nothing.

Lao Cui didn't bring any protective gear. He clasped his fists in a serious face and said, "Brother, please show your real strength."

Li Muye smiled and said with a good voice, before he finished his words, he suddenly jumped over and punched Lao Cui in the ribs. This time, I used the technique of punching acupuncture points, with 70% strength, the old Cui body shook slightly, but he didn't fall down as Li Muye had imagined. Old Cui was too resistant to beatings. The weak part of the blood circulation was hit by a heavy punch. He could not fall, and if nothing happened, is he really hell.

Lao Cui was actually more surprised than Li Muye. With his current eyesight, it was easy to see that the power of Li Muye's punch would not exceed the 1,000-pound level of an average top fighter. For the current old Cui, such a punch on the body is just an itching. But when the punch really hit the body, he felt half of his body numb, and the arm that originally wanted to fight back was not lifted. Li Muye's punch did not work, Lao Cui slapped back slowly and half a beat. Brother Xiaoye didn't dare to skim his edge head-on, so he lowered his head and avoided it. This one hit his tail, the same Jiemai technique, using 80% strength.

This punch hit the nerve-sensitive area and disrupted Lao Cui's qi and blood operation. Although it would not cause much harm, it was extremely painful. Old Cui's huge body paused slightly. Just about to grab Li Muye’s clothes with his hands, Li Muye gave the enemy the first chance. He swiftly got under his armpit and kicked a place where the blood and blood flow in Lao Cui’s calf. Cui took a breath of pain. Waved his hand: "Stop, listen, I have something to ask."

Li Muye smirked, and said: "Stop after you persuade, or you'll be beaten until your old boy gets down."

Old Cui was not convinced, and said: "I stand still and beat you, and you can't beat me, but what I don't understand is why your punches are not strong, but it hurts so much when hitting me. It feels numb, which is incredible."

Li Muye said, "Isn't it easy? Because I hit the weakest part of your body at that moment. How about it? It doesn't feel good, right?"

"It's very uncomfortable." Old Cui said, "Although it doesn't constitute harm, the restriction is too great. My body feels numb and painful, and it is difficult to find a chance to fight back."

"This is just my boxing. What if I change it to a king?" Li Muye asked back, but he didn't need to answer, and asked and replied: "A king's boxing is a unique job with hard work, let alone a flesh and blood. The body, even a one-foot-thick bluestone slab, can be smashed with one punch. If it hits your weak part, it will not be a problem of numbness and pain."

Old Cui was stunned for a moment, and honestly: "I may not be able to stop three punches and I will lose."

"Wrong!" Li Muye said: "As long as you hit you with a punch, you will be defeated. If the masters compete, it may be a lifetime effort if you are a bit slower. I beat you more accurately. Faster than you is just the appearance. The thing is that I can accurately find your weakness. If you simply compare your body, I think there are very few people in this world that can match you, but the Chinese martial arts are like the art of war. The so-called masters are all masters of the art of war. Often you can see the flaws in the opponent's body at a glance."

Old Cui said, "Wang Ba's fist is the strongest with only his right hand."

Li Muye disdainfully said: "You are the way of thinking of a samurai warrior. In my opinion, his most powerful thing is to hold a weapon in his hand. Maybe it's just a titanium glove or a gun. In short, There is no difference between the noble and the inferior in the means of killing. The battle for hegemony and the samurai are different concepts in order to pursue the peak of physical fitness. If you don't know this, you can all go home and hold your children."

The evil said: "I understand what the uncle meant, whether it is a king or a king, or Huang Yongshen. First of all, they are all-purpose heroes, and secondly, they are kung fu masters. You can't have illusions in fighting against this kind of person. You must be stronger and more ruthless than the opponent to have a chance to win."

Bai Qi looked at Li Muye with a calm expression, and said, "War is war, and martial arts is martial arts. I also understand."

Li Muye continued to say to Lao Cui: "Returning to the previous topic, if I can beat you faster and more accurately with my physical training, then I believe Huang Yongshen and his like will be more confident. Once you encounter it, you are ready to take it. What confronts others?"

Old Cui shook his head and said that he had no idea, and said, "I listen to Big Brother."

Li Muye smiled with satisfaction, and said, “It’s right to listen to your eldest brother, and I promise you will not lose money.” After looking up and down Cui, he suddenly asked, “With your current physical strength, how much weight is on your body. Hundreds of catties should be fine, right?" (End of this chapter)