The two continued to the third floor. There was a double door at the end of the passage on the third floor. The door was very well decorated in a luxurious Western classical style. The door frames on both sides are made of plaster, with various Western sculpture figures. There are imitation stone-carved door pillars on both sides, which are incompatible with the surrounding modern style decoration.
Liang Aiping saw Zhang Yongsheng's doubts and explained: "This decoration is based on what the Hansa Entertainment Club did. At that time, Tang Jiawei wanted to take over the Hansa Entertainment Club, but Tang Fusheng did not agree, fearing that he would ruin the business. Tang Jiawei was angry with his father , so I made the office look like this.”
"Is Lufthansa Entertainment Club important?" Zhang Yongsheng was a little curious about this.
Liang Aiping nodded and said: "Although the Shahe Gang started out in the sand and stone building materials business, its main source of revenue is the entertainment industry. In Jiangyuan's territory, many nightclubs, casinos, restaurants, and bathing centers are related to the Shahe Gang. Hansa The entertainment club is the face of the Shahe Gang, so it cannot be compromised."
Zhang Yongsheng smiled and said: "This boy is very stubborn. His temper is very similar to your son. When you were not in Yunshan, Wang Ping was angry with his father and did whatever he was not allowed to do. He was completely out of control."
Liang Aiping shook her head and sighed: "Young people are very rebellious, and you men all have bad tempers. It's strange that you can control it with such forceful methods. Sometimes you still have to let nature take its course, and let it go when it's time. Wang Ping, I Don't worry about it now, he will grow up when he suffers a lot."
Zhang Yongsheng walked to the Western classical style door, reached out and touched the wooden facade, and praised: "This guy is really willing to give up. This wood is good, is it bleeding heavily?"
Liang Aiping smiled and said: "Although that kid is in his late twenties, he is actually just a child who has not grown up. He has not had a mother since he was a child, and was spoiled by Tang Fusheng. He does not do things lightly or seriously. Moreover, he has a very crazy temper. He considers himself to be the best in the world and has caused a lot of trouble for the Shahe Gang."
Zhang Yongsheng was about to push the door hard when the door was opened from the inside. A man nearly two meters tall stood behind the door. Behind him were nearly ten men in white shirts. Seeing that the other party had no intention of taking action, Zhang Yongsheng took a step back and looked at Liang Aiping next to him.
Liang Aiping looked at the man and introduced: "This is Tang Jiawei's number one master, Hu Dali, who has won eight consecutive victories in underground boxing matches. But I heard that he was defeated half a year ago, and two people lived there. After many months, the hospital seems to be recovering well."
Hu Dali cupped his hands to Liang Aiping and said: "Mr. Liang, Mr. Tang asked me to stay here. He said he would let this brother get in. I will attack with all my strength later. Some damage is inevitable, so don't blame me."
Liang Aiping frowned and said to Zhang Yongsheng: "This man is not easy to deal with. It's up to you to fight him or not. He comes from a martial arts family, and his family tradition is to practice wrestling. Later, he also practiced free fighting and has rich practical experience."
Zhang Yongsheng said confidently: "At first glance, this figure looks like someone who practices kung fu. They are strong, powerful, and extremely resistant to blows. Most people don't have much to do with them. But these are of no use to me. I have many ways to deal with such people." , just watch with confidence."
Seeing how confident Zhang Yongsheng was, Hu Dali took a step back and said, "If you are not afraid of getting hurt, then come in and give it a try. How about we go one-on-one, no weapons, no other rules?"
Zhang Yongsheng nodded and walked in first, while Liang Aiping followed him with a frown. After entering the door, there is a small living room, most of which is occupied by sofas, coffee tables and other furniture. There is a small bar in the corner, and some wines of various colors are stored in the cabinets behind it.
There is a double door of the same style on the diagonal of the entrance, and two men in white shirts stand at the door. The entire room is decorated in a Western classical palace style, with expensive crystal chandeliers hanging, and gold paper on the surrounding walls and pillars, giving people a sense of splendor.
This was the first time Zhang Yongsheng had seen such luxurious decoration in his life. While his eyes were opened, he was also secretly amazed. How much does it cost to decorate like this? These furniture and appliances seem to be very expensive. It is said that the golden belt is used to kill people and set fires. The ancients are sincere and I can't deceive them!
Hu Dali directed his minions to move the coffee table and chairs away, leaving a large space indoors for both parties to do their work. He had just seen the process of Zhang Yongsheng defeating other minions upstairs, and he paid great attention to the opponent in front of him, knowing that he was not an easy person to deal with.
Zhang Yongsheng's movements are very fast, his strikes are very precise, and his shots are sure to hit the vital points, defeating the enemy with one move. There are many masters of this style of play, and Hu Dali has encountered many before. But he can always gain the upper hand by relying on his height, physical strength, and strong resistance to blows. As the saying goes, one force can bring down ten wisdoms.
The living room environment is relatively small. Even if the coffee table and other furniture are moved away, there is not much room for maneuver. This is not conducive to boxers who win with flexibility and movement. Therefore, Hu Dali is still full of confidence. In his opinion, Zhang Yongsheng is a master, but he has the right time, place and people.
Hu Dali is the strongest person Zhang Yongsheng has encountered so far, but Zhang Yongsheng doesn't care too much. Although the environment is unfavorable, Zhang Yongsheng has long been freed from the constraints of the environment. In his opinion, a true warrior can not only fight in any environment, but also take advantage of the environment to fight.
After a while, the two stood face to face, ready to officially start the fight. Hu Dali cupped his fists and raised his hands, then made a free fighting stance. He raised his hands to protect his head, bent his back slightly, and tentatively approached Zhang Yongsheng. Zhang Yongsheng stood there in confusion, observing his opponent carefully.
Hu Dali suddenly took a step forward, swung his upper body like a pendulum, and stabbed Zhang Yongsheng in the face with a punch. Zhang Yongsheng took a step back to avoid the punch, and at the same time raised his left hand to hit the opponent's elbow. He saw it accurately, and when Hu Dali withdrew his left fist, it hit the numb tendon in his elbow.
His punch was very hard, and Hu Dali withdrew his right hand like an electric shock, causing his body to retreat quickly. Zhang Yongsheng smiled, grabbed the opponent's arms, and hit the opponent's chin with his right elbow. Hu Dali blocked it with his left hand, and there was a muffled "bang" sound. His left hand was hit on his chin, and he took another step back.
In the first test of the meeting, Hu Dali suffered a loss, and the onlookers were shocked. They had never seen Hu Dali lose before. When they came face to face, Zhang Yongsheng was forced to retreat. Some of them had fought against Hu Dali before, and were even more shocked by this.
Zhang Yongsheng smiled proudly and said: "If you only know this kind of stupid kung fu, then surrender, it will be of no use to me. Your little strength is of no use in front of me."
Hu Dali refused to accept it and rushed towards Zhang Yongsheng with a cold snort. He struck out with both hands continuously, aiming his fists at the vital points of Zhang Yongsheng's upper body. Zhang Yongsheng struck out with both palms, and each palm struck the joints of his opponent's fists. Not only did Hu Dali's fists fail to hit Zhang Yongsheng, but his wrists, elbows, finger bones and other joints were hit numb.
