Hearing Zhang Dachuan answer so cheerfully, Chen Sheng's attitude on the other side of the phone became a little better:
"It seems that you really want to study, so let me tell you in advance that the tuition here is not cheap, and you have to pay up front and there will be no refunds in the middle."
Zhang Dachuan is not a man who worries about money now, so he immediately agreed.
Then, he got Chen Sheng's contact address, and unexpectedly discovered that the other party was not too far away from the bungalow where he was now.
He immediately rushed to his destination and found that it was an abandoned parking lot. A man named Chen Sheng was waiting for him in the colored steel factory building in the parking lot.
Chen Sheng has messy chicken coop hair, wears a very cheap street stall vest, and has strong tendons.
After the two exchanged names, the other party pointed to a corner of the factory and said to Zhang Dachuan:
"That's where I practice boxing. Let's go over and get familiar with the environment."
Zhang Dachuan followed Chen Sheng towards the corner, and then saw an open space of about 20 square meters, with some "boxing training" equipment placed on it.
Huge tires, smashed sandbags, thick iron chains used for trailers... and rotten gloves scattered on the ground.
This is what the other party says.
When Zhang Dachuan saw this, he did not look disappointed, but looked very interested:
"Okay, okay, when do we start, now?"
Chen Sheng looked at Zhang Dachuan in surprise again and found that he was not joking. Then he finally became serious:
"You can start at any time, as long as you don't feel pain."
Zhang Dachuan smiled and said to Chen Sheng:
"I forgot to tell you, I am a small farmer in the mountains. I am not good at anything else. What I am best at is enduring hardship."
"bring it on!"
Chen Sheng is indeed an excellent teacher. After only a few encounters with Zhang Dachuan, he figured out what his problem was:
"There is actually not much difference between fighting skills and killing skills. To sum it up, there is only one thing - power!"
"As long as you have enough power and can punch someone so hard that they can't catch it, it's a killing technique."
"You have enough strength now, but what you lack is the experience of fighting with others and the 'brutality' that dares to use force when necessary. Don't take it for granted. In ordinary people, few people can have the 'murderous intention' in a fight. They can't overcome it." This hurdle can only be called fighting."
Zhang Dachuan benefited a lot and said sincerely:
"Thank you teacher for your guidance. I understand what I am missing."
In the next half month, Zhang Dachuan hardly returned to Bailong City. He stayed in the bungalow arranged by Wang Tiebiao and came to the abandoned parking lot every day for devil training with Chen Sheng.
At first, Chen Sheng wanted to let him practice his strength first, but after Zhang Dachuan kicked a big tire away, he silently skipped this step and taught Zhang Dachuan fighting skills.
Thanks to the improvement in physical fitness, Zhang Dachuan made rapid progress and was soon able to fight Chen Sheng back and forth, making Chen Sheng call him "monster".
After receiving the other party's affirmation, Zhang Dachuan was full of confidence in himself.
He believed that if he faced Fan Linglong again, even if he still couldn't beat her, he would be able to protect himself more or less easily.
It happened that at this time, he received a call from Su Yun, so he bid farewell to Chen Sheng and returned to Bailong City.
…
Late at night, Jinhan Palace.
Fan Tingwei, who was rumored to be "reflecting on his past" at home, was currently sitting and drinking with his father in the balcony on the top floor.
From time to time, Fan Tingwei would glance at the door of the box, as if he was waiting for someone.
When the time came to half past nine, Fan Tingwei couldn't bear it anymore and asked Fan Chengli:
"Dad, didn't you say that tonight there would be..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked into the box. Fan Tingwei immediately closed his mouth and looked at the uninvited guest.
The person who came was wearing a peaked cap, and the face under the brim was very ordinary, the kind that could not be found in a crowd.
But the look in this man's eyes and the aura exuding from his body made Fan Tingwei feel awe-inspiring.
Sure enough, he found that his father actually stood up and enthusiastically extended his hand to the man in the peaked hat:
"Hello, envoy, I am Fan Chengli, and this is the dog Fan Tingwei."
"Tingwei, this is the special envoy sent from above. He will participate in our operation tonight. You and him... may I ask what the envoy is called?"
The man in the peaked hat heard this and said calmly:
"You can just call me 'Xiong Jiang'. As for the name, it's not necessary."
Fan Tingwei felt a little unhappy when he heard this. Just as he was about to express his dissatisfaction, Fan Chengli stopped him with a look.
"He is a warrior." Fan Chengli said quickly.
At these words, Fan Tingwei immediately shrank his neck and hid behind Fan Chengli like a quail.
Seeing this, General Xiong glanced at Fan Tingwei lightly, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
If he dared to speak out just now, I would definitely slap him and teach him how to behave.
Even if Fan Chengli was present, he would not dare to say anything.
Fan Chengli clapped his hands, and immediately two hot beauties walked in from the outside. One on the left and one on the right, they took Xiong Jiang's arms and pulled him to sit down in a sweet voice.
Fan Chengli personally poured a glass of wine for General Xiong and said enthusiastically:
"Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work coming all the way. Let the two of them serve you well tonight. I'd like to toast you."
Unexpectedly, Xiong Jiang just clinked glasses with Fan Chengli casually, and after cleaning the wine in the glasses, he pushed the two women away and said calmly:
"No need, I don't like the women who come to my door. If you have nothing to do tonight, I will go back to the hotel to rest."
"Just let me know when you take action."
After saying that, he actually got up and left, giving Fan Chengli no chance to stay.
After the opponent's figure completely disappeared from sight, Hu Nangui, who had been standing in the shadow of the room, walked out and snorted coldly:
"What kind of idiot did the superiors send this time? Not only did they not announce their names, they didn't even offer a toast."
"Would you like me to send a few people to test his depth?"
Fan Chengli waved his hand:
"Don't create unnecessary complications, and don't forget his identity. If someone catches him by mistake, it will only be you and me who will regret it."
Although Hunan Gui was still a little unconvinced, he seemed to have thought of something and could only give up depressedly.
Fan Chengli comforted:
"Don't get hung up on such small things. Those who make big things don't stick to trivial matters. As long as he can help me succeed in this operation, I can tolerate a little offense."
When Fan Tingwei heard "action", he immediately regained his energy and asked excitedly:
"Dad, when do you plan to carry out this operation?"
Fan Chengli glanced at Hu Nangui:
"Linglong, I haven't seen anyone else for a day."
Hu Nan returned and said:
"She said she has gained some insights into martial arts recently and went to practice."
Something flashed across Fan Chengli's eyes, whether he was happy or sad, and finally turned into a sigh:
"That's fine, I don't want her to participate in this operation."
"Then let's take action tomorrow night."
