It’s hard to find a good person in a crowd these days! But the bad guys... can be seen clearly from eight hundred miles away.
As soon as he arrived at a street outside the school, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw two rows of cars parked in front of the school. More than 20 people were squatting or standing next to the cars, all wearing a "wash, cut and blow" style, with cigarettes in their mouths and nostrils turned upward, in a proper manner. The villain in the novel.
Now that the minions are all on stage, then according to the routine, there should be a ******** stunning beauty who happens to pass by. After all the minions are teasing her, the protagonist comes on the stage and pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger to smooth it out, and then wins the admiration of the beauty.
But Zhang Xiaoqiang waited for a long time and didn't see any beautiful women passing by. Instead, a fat girl with a bun in her hand came and walked timidly towards the campus.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care much. He was already so hungry and thirsty that he strode forward to meet him.
Fat girl, Xiao Qiang, and more than 20 gangsters, the three parties are getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, two people in the gang stood up.
Humph, you guys can't help but take action after all! With his eyes slightly focused, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a surging force of justice within his body. He stopped immediately, put one hand on his hips, and waved his right finger 180 degrees horizontally forward. After settling, Ling Ran shouted: "I want to Represents the moon, uh... let go of that girl and let me do it!!"
Apparently frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang's righteousness, all the cigarettes fell out of the gangster's mouth, the bun in Fat Girl's hand fell to the ground, and the place fell into a deathly silence.
handsome! Super handsome! 24K pure handsome!
Zhang Xiaoqiang kept his clay sculpture-like shape until he heard a shout in the air: "You're finally here!!"
Looking for fame, a "daisy-faced" man quickly walked out of the gang.
"Monster!" A stream of consciousness burst out in his mind. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that it was Sun Wukong who announced it, he immediately felt confident. The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he asked calmly: "Who are you?"
"Me! It's me! Don't you recognize me?"
Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up and down on his face, looked left and right, but still couldn't find the relevant "seed" in the CPU. It wasn't until someone scratched his head that he suddenly realized and shouted: "Ah! Yes! You! Tony Ohmu!"
As the old saying goes, "old drivers" who don't know Tony Damu are not "good sirs". Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the man in front of him with some excitement. This was his idol.
"Control your dick! Ah Nihasai!" Zhang Xiaoqiang stretched out his right finger and spread it into a palm. He grabbed the gangster and shook it vigorously: "Ah, you can see a real person today. You are filming a movie, right? ? Why did you come to China to develop? The economy there is in recession? What is the number of the new film? Do you need extras... "
One sentence after another, the gangster was almost crying. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly thought of something and suddenly slapped his head: "Oh, look at me... I can't understand Chinese, can I? But my English is, well, …Iam…”
"Stop!" If you don't explode in silence, you will perish in silence. The gangster who was verbally abused by Zhang Xiaoqiang for half a minute finally couldn't bear it and exploded.
"Oh no! My Chinese is pretty good! My pronunciation is quite standard!"
Speechless!
"I...I am Chinese!" With tears in his eyes, the gangster was going crazy.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned when he heard this: "Are you Chinese? Are you not Tony Damu?"
"I, I didn't say I was..." With a sad face, the gangster was also drunk.
"Then you are..."
"I was in the alleyway that night..."
"Ah!? You're the one with the bald head!!" After being reminded by the gangster, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the "chrysanthemum face" again and suddenly felt familiar.
Because his face was recognized, the bald man was finally relieved and exhaled: "Haha, it's me, it's me."
"What do you want to do!?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked cautiously, taking a step back.
Since the other party is a bald group, I'm afraid they won't be able to be nice today.
But what Baldhead did next really made Zhang Xiaoqiang confused.
"Plop!" Without any warning, the bald man knelt down on his knees, and he knelt down straight in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
I go! What's going on! Now Heise will find someone to take revenge. Is this a "trouble"
He quickly jumped back two steps, and when he was far away from the gangsters, Zhang Xiaoqiang settled down and said: "I didn't touch you, don't blackmail me, there are cameras here."
"Brother! Accept me as your disciple!"
What the hell kind of trick is this? Zhang Xiaoqiang felt as if his intelligence had been insulted.
"Brother, I really admire your skills in the last battle. To tell you the truth, I have admired Bruce Lee since I was a child and have always wanted to be his teacher, but Brother Long left early... But that night, I saw in you When I reach Brother Long’s shadow, please accept me.”
Take you! There is no "bottle"!
"Uh... this..."
"Please accept our eldest brother as your disciple!"
"Please accept our eldest brother as your disciple!"
The gangsters shouted in unison, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was almost frightened to the ground. He raised his palm in anger and said, "Stop!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell into silence, deathly silence.
Weird! Quite weird!
At this moment, at the huge school gate, with Zhang Xiaoqiang, Gangster, and Fat Girl as the center, there were not even a single mosquito within a 500-meter radius... only the gentle breeze was blowing by.
Zhang Xiaoqiang knew what he had to say at this time, but after much thought, he couldn't think of any good words. Finally, after a long moment of silence, he finally said: "This... lies like a bow, stands like a pine, unmoving. Sit like a bell, walk with a gust of wind, train the muscles, bones and skin externally, and train one breath internally. We must be strong and soft without bowing our heads. We have a world in our hearts. Hey! Hey!... Well, martial arts training is not something that can be accomplished overnight. You guys have such a body It’s still far behind.”
The bald man wanted to become a disciple, so he had to know how to master it first, but Zhang Xiaoqiang... Without his "water friend" to lean over, he would be completely naked. In actual combat, any gangster could figure it out.
However, if you lose, you don't lose. The gangsters don't know the details anyway, so Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't mind pretending to be B.
He originally thought that the gangsters would retreat after saying such words, but as a result... he obviously greatly underestimated the persistence of the New Era Black Society.
"Brother, we are weak and can practice! Please teach us."
"Please teach us!" all the bandits shouted.
I wipe it! What do these mean? They formed a group to force girls into prostitution!
There is no doubt that given the situation on the court, if Zhang Xiaoqiang does not agree, it will be difficult for him to leave.
But he can't even do the fourth set of radio gymnastics well, so how can he teach the public
At this time, a voice in my head sounded: "Don't you know how to play Wu Qin Xi?"
yes! After being reminded by the old man, Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he had just learned Hua Tuo's Five Animal Opera. Although this technique could not kill the enemy, it was more than enough to fool the bald people.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang softly whispered, thought about Bruce Lee's classic POSS look in the movie, and then imitated standing with his hands behind his back and said: "Well, seeing that you are so sincere in learning, I will teach you a set of exercises to strengthen your muscles and bones." Let’s do the exercises, and we can talk about other things after the foundation is laid in the future.”
Hearing this, the bald man's brows were filled with joy, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his big, swollen face: "Thank you, master! Please accept my bow!"
"Alas~" Zhang Xiaoqiang took a step forward, raised his hand to lift up the bald head on the ground, and then said the standard official reply that all heroes in martial arts dramas use when recruiting disciples: "It's just a skill, it doesn't count. Consider it a meeting gift from me."
I have to say that Zhang Xiaoqiang is just pretending to be a hard worker!
(End of chapter)