Since he discovered that someone was following him, and now there are ready-made masters around him.
Wu Zhou decided to learn some skills to protect himself, just in case.
It's just that this request makes Zhang Wenhao feel a little embarrassed. After all, most of what he knows cannot be taught.
"Mr. Wu, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but the ones we know are all killing skills. Don't worry. If you encounter danger, we will rush forward as soon as possible and we will definitely protect your safety." Zhang Wenhao Of course, he was telling the truth. On the other hand, he also felt that Wu Zhou, a top billionaire, could not endure the same and extremely boring 'training'.
"I'm not worried about ordinary people, but the people who want to deal with me in the future may not be ordinary people, they may even be the same as you. And you can't be by my side 24 hours a day. Forget about killing skills, think about it. There is no such thing as self-defense." Wu Zhou said somewhat helplessly.
He didn't want to learn it either, but he still had to learn it for safety reasons.
"Mr. Wu, you attack with all your strength first, and I will evaluate your level first." Zhang Wenhao said again.
Wu Zhou nodded.
Then he posed and looked at Zhang Wenhao.
"Mr. Wu, just attack here. Any position and any method will do." Zhang Wenhao said with a smile on his face and a relaxed tone.
Wu Zhou was looked down upon, but subconsciously, he still swung his fist at Zhang Wenhao's abdomen. After all, he knew his own strength. If he really wanted to hit his face or some other vital part, he would still be hit.
However, the result of Wu Zhou subconsciously holding back his hand was that as soon as he swung his fist, Zhang Wenhao's feet started to move. He stepped forward quickly and turned his body slightly to one side, directly avoiding Wu Zhou's fist, as if he had predicted it in advance. Wu Zhou noticed Wu Zhou's movement and avoided it in advance. Although Wu Zhou saw his reaction with dynamic vision and wanted to adjust, Zhang Wenhao was already close during this adjustment period.
Then, Zhang Wenhao put his hand directly on Wu Zhou's shoulder. With a slight stumble, Wu Zhou fell to the ground.
"Come again." Wu Zhou was initially aware of Zhang Wenhao's elite strength, but he just kept it to himself.
In the second round, Wu Zhou also became serious and stopped holding back.
But he was careful not to attack first, but took a defensive stance and looked at Zhang Wenhao carefully.
This time, Zhang Wenhao took the initiative to step forward. With a wave of his arm, Wu Zhou could clearly see Zhang Wenhao's fingers tightening, stretching, and grabbing directly towards his wrist.
Wu Zhou subconsciously retracted his left hand and stepped back half a step, allowing Zhang Wenhao to return without success.
Zhang Wenhao looked at Wu Zhou in surprise, but said nothing and stepped forward quickly. Close again.
At this time, Wu Zhou could not retreat in time, and looked at Zhang Wenhao's hands and feet carefully. After looking at the direction, this time Wu Zhou directly grabbed Zhang Wenhao's wrist.
Wu Zhou also successfully caught it, but Zhang Wenhao used a backhand, mainly against the guest, but he had to break free from Wu Zhou's control, but Wu Zhou's current physical strength is not so easy to break away.
Wu Zhou was still very confident in his own strength, but the next moment. However, Zhang Wenhao's body sank, and his inner hand curled up his wrist. The wrist that was originally tightly imprisoned by Wu Zhou was so easily broken free.
At this moment, the two of them were close to each other.
After that, with a quick step, Wu Zhou turned over to the ground again.
"No more comparison, no more comparison, no comparison."
Twice in a row, he was easily thrown to the ground. Wu Zhou did not have any masochistic tendencies and was specialized in the art. Obviously, Zhang Wenhao was indeed much better than him in this aspect.
"Mr. Wu, have you exercised regularly before?" Zhang Wenhao asked in surprise.
He was better because of his skills, but from a purely strength perspective, Wu Zhou was actually stronger than him.
Although he was not known for his strength in the army, after all, he exercised every day and carried various loads and tasks, so he was experienced in hundreds of battles. Ordinary people in society, some muscular men, can rarely match his strength.
"Practice occasionally." Wu Zhou lied and said without a blushing face. Wu Zhou's daily exercise is probably walking. After all, he is so busy with work, so he doesn't have much time to spend on physical exercise.
After that, Zhang Wenhao used the equipment in the basement to make a second evaluation of Wu Zhou's strength.
"Mr. Wu, your physical fitness is the best I have seen. If you were in the army, you would definitely be a soldier at the king level." Zhang Wenhao looked at Wu Zhou with complicated eyes.
He is obviously a top rich man, but his physical fitness is better than him. And after looking at some of Wu Zhou's small movements, Zhang Wenhao can also see that Wu Zhou has no professional training at all.
It would be a pity to rest this talent on a rich man like Wu Zhou.
The follow-up is to teach Wu Zhou how to break free from certain conventionally restricted scenes, how to focus on being a guest, and how to avoid being hurt.
Such as strangling the throat, controlling hands, such as being pointed at a gun
Zhang Wenhao taught carefully. As for Wu Zhou, what is his talent? He can quickly memorize the little tricks Zhang Wenhao said, and then imitate them one to one, and then become more proficient.
In less than an hour, Wu Zhou had already learned a lot about how to deal with being restrained.
Then Zhang Wenhao looked at Wu Zhou with more and more strange eyes, and even said that he was sorry.
As if to say, it would be a pity to have such a good talent in Wu Zhou.
"Modern fighting and fighting is a kind of sport. It has many taboos while taking into account the enjoyment under certain rules. But in real actual combat, there will be no taboos. All our means have only one purpose, to defeat the opponent. Next, it is best to kill with one blow." Zhang Wenhao said first, Wu Zhou first struck Wu Zhou's abdomen, and Zhang Wenhao knew that Wu Zhou subconsciously withheld his hand.
This habit is good, but it is only for ordinary people. If it is ordinary people, in fact, with Wu Zhou's strength alone, most people are no match for him, so there is no need to learn it or not.
But if it is someone special, then all scruples must be thrown away.
Originally, those people were masters and had certain killing skills. If they kept their hands at this time, they would be seeking death.
The easiest and quickest fighting skills to master, such as eye penetration, chokehold, and crotch kick, Zhang Wenhao taught Wu Zhou how to detect the opportunity and how to use it more quickly and accurately. There is definitely no ornamental value.
Zhang Wenhao also tried a few small tests on Wu Zhou, but it frightened Wu Zhou into a cold sweat and made him unable to defend himself.
But Wu Zhou once again showed his amazing learning talent.
After more than an hour, Zhang Wenhao was surprised that some of the techniques were already in use. It didn't look like he had just learned them. But precisely because he taught them step by step, Zhang Wenhao was a little doubtful about life.
Recalling the time when my instructor was chatting, he admired his physical talent. Now, looking at Wu Zhou, I felt that the instructor was probably comforting me.
Of course, Wu Zhou didn't know what Zhang Wenhao was thinking at this moment. The most important thing about these little tricks is that they are instinctive and can be used directly and coherently without subconscious thinking about which step to take.
But this requires more practice.
Wu Zhou's performance that surprised Zhang Wenhao was just because his reaction speed was much faster than ordinary people.
"No matter how high the force is, it is not recommended that you risk yourself. The safest way is to escape." Finally, Zhang Wenhao said seriously. No matter how high the force is, you will be shot down.
Therefore, the safest measure is to run away and escape from the danger zone.
At this moment, on the other side of the ocean, the intelligence personnel of the US NSA, also known as the National Security Agency, have compiled Wu Zhou's information into a book and handed it to the director.
"Wu Zhou, Chinese, main life resume, chairman of Huaxia Aiying Group"
(End of chapter)
