After not coming back for three months, Zhang Chu didn't know where to turn when he opened the door.
The floor was a mess, with everything there. The only lame table had a few plastic bags with leftover food inside.
One of the steamed buns has green hair and I don’t want to throw it away.
Doesn’t that boy Wang Baoqiang love to deal with things?
Could it be that you were just pretending before?
Without Zhang Chu, his true colors were revealed.
His bed had been "occupied" by Wang Baoqiang. The sheets and quilts were crumpled into a ball and piled in the corner. It looked like there was nothing left to take.
Zhang Chu didn't plan to continue living here. He wanted to say hello to Huang Bo when he came back.
besides……
There was a lock on the door next door, and Tang Wei was not at home.
He found a clean place, put down his travel bag, and then locked the door.
"Zhang...Master Zhang!"
Just as he was about to go up, he met Fatty Cao head-on. He hadn't seen him for a long time. Fatty Cao recognized Zhang Chu and subconsciously ran away.
But as soon as he took a step back, he tripped over the steps and sat down on the ground.
"What are you afraid of?"
Do you still need to ask?
It's you I'm afraid of.
But Fatty Cao didn't dare to say this. No matter when you meet someone who can push him against the wall with one kick, you have to deal with him carefully. Who knows if he didn't say the right thing and suffered another unreasonable disaster.
"No, no, I was... not paying attention, Mr. Zhang, please, please!"
Fatty Cao rolled out of the way and just wanted Zhang Chu to leave quickly.
I originally thought that Zhang Chu would no longer live here, but who knew that I would meet this evil star again.
Zhang Chu didn't even think about talking to Fatty Cao. He was about to leave but stopped.
"Ask you something!"
"You say!"
Fatty Cao stood up. His original height of nearly 1.8 meters shrank in front of Zhang Chu, and he was not even 1.7 meters tall.
The kick last time caused him greater mental harm, and even thinking about it now makes him feel pain in his chest.
"Is there a boxing gym near here?"
What?
Boxing gym!
Lord, you are already powerful enough.
"There is no boxing gym, but there is a Taekwondo class upstairs, and the coach is a Korean."
Fatty Cao answered honestly, fearing that if it was too late, Zhang Chu would get angry and hurt someone.
Korean?
Zhang Chu frowned slightly. His impression of the Korean people was not much better than that of Jianlu.
Goryeo was originally a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, and had received favors from the Celestial Empire during the Wanli period. If the Ming Dynasty had not sent troops to fight against the Japanese, Goryeo's three thousand miles of territory would have been taken away long ago.
Protecting its ancestral temple and preserving its country, it is not an exaggeration for Goryeo to serve the Ming Dynasty faithfully for the rest of his life.
However, at the whim of Jianlu, Goryeo betrayed its trust, sent envoys to pay tribute, and paid hostages, completely ignoring the great kindness of tomorrow.
The imperial court sent envoys several times to invite Goryeo to attack Jianlu, but Goryeo's monarchs and ministers also disobeyed.
Now that we have bumped into such a fastidious villain, there is no reason why we should not teach him a lesson.
"Come on, take me up!"
What?
Before Fatty Cao could react, Zhang Chu grabbed his arm and dragged him out.
Now Fatty Cao doesn't have to go if he doesn't want to.
In the Taekwondo Hall on the sixth floor, Kim Zhengji is leading the students to warm up. Taekwondo has become popular in mainland China in recent years. As long as a dojo is set up, a group of students can be recruited easily.
When Fatty Cao came with Zhang Chu, he was humming and kicking his legs inside.
"who?"
Jin Zhengji saw the two people who suddenly broke in at a glance and stopped sharply.
The gym has rules that you must take off your shoes when entering the training ground.
Fatty Cao was startled and quickly retracted his feet. He had seen Director Jin knock down three gangsters who were looking for trouble by himself.
Zhang Chu, however, seemed not to have heard anything and walked straight to Jin Zhengji.
Is this a master?
Zhang Chu looked at Jin Zhengji and frowned slightly.
The bottom wall is floating and has no foundation at all.
"Who are you? You have to take off your shoes when entering the gym. Do you Chinese understand what politeness is?"
Kim Jong-gil's eyes were blazing, and he barged into the training ground without taking off his shoes. Either he didn't understand the rules, or he was looking for trouble.
polite?
Foreign barbarians, how dare they talk politely to the people of heaven?
Zhang Chu didn't bother to argue with him: "The one who kicks the gym? Are you the leader?"
Leader?
Jin Zhengji probably guessed what it meant. When he learned that Zhang Chu was here to play, he immediately became vigilant and a little excited at the same time.
This is a living advertisement!
He despises Chinese martial arts from the bottom of his heart. He came to China a few years ago to promote the Taekwondo of Korea. When he first came here, he challenged many boxing gyms.
This is how fame is created.
"Kick the gym!? Very good, young man, I admire your courage, and I hope you are ready to pay the price for your reckless behavior."
With that said, Jin Zhengji waved his hand, and the students immediately dispersed. Obviously, Zhang Chu was not the first person to come to the gym.
Are you serious?
Fatty Cao saw it with straight eyes. He thought Zhang Chu was just talking, but he didn't expect that he would actually mean it.
But if you want to come to play, don't take me with you!
You were beaten up, and then you found a house and moved, and I still have to hang around here.
what to do?
Make peace in the past?
Both of them were obviously angry, and what Kim Jong-gil just said didn't sit well with him either.
At this time, go over and make peace, and when the time comes, the two of you will team up to beat him up.
Jin Zhengji was already putting on protective gear and saw Zhang Chu still standing still.
"Go and find him a set too."
When the student who was helping Kim Jong-gil put on protective gear heard this, he walked towards the place where the protective gear was placed.
"No need."
What?
Jin Zhengji was stunned: "Young man, I advise you to put it on, otherwise, you will regret it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, is this Taekwondo of yours just a matter of lip service?"
Jin Zhengji was completely annoyed now and pulled off the protective gear that he had not yet put on.
"Okay, this is what you asked for. I want to see if your bones are as hard as your mouth."
After saying that, he gestured to the students next to him, and immediately someone stood aside with a DV.
The plan was to film the entire competition and use it for advertising in the future, as well as keeping it as evidence.
Zhang Chu came to play in the gym, and even if he got injured, he couldn't blame him.
After flexing his hands and feet, Jin Zhengji got into a posture.
Zhang Chu stood there, stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers at Jin Zhengji.
Come here!
Jin Zhengji, who felt that he had been greatly insulted, shouted. He didn't care about any rules and just wanted to knock Zhang Chu down in one breath. He rushed two steps, raised his leg and struck Zhang Chu's face with a slash.
That's it?
That day when I was playing against Lu Feng on the set, he knew that he could be both offensive and defensive, and that he could match the false and the true. When Kim Jong-gil came up, he hit the target without even asking for a second hand.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have come here and wasted my time!
Zhang Chu was extremely disappointed. He originally thought that he would dare to open a martial arts gym in a big city and recruit many disciples. He would have more or less tricks, but in the end...
At the moment when Jin Zhengji was about to hit Zhang Chu with a high kick, Zhang Chu stepped forward, turned his head to avoid the opponent's attack, and at the same time made an iron mountain back and stretched out his leg to hook.
Jin Zhengji immediately flew out sideways. Before he could land, Zhang Chu was already close and struck Jin Zhengji with a sharp elbow on his waist.
Bang!
Kim Jong-gil was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open. He couldn't scream even if he wanted to. His body was shaking constantly, and he looked like he only had his last breath left.
Snapped!
Zhang Chu went up and kicked Jin Zhengji again in the ribs. He didn't pay attention to any moves at all. Such a Korean melon who didn't know the so-called Korean face was not worthy of his real skills.
Jin Zhengji rolled several times until he hit the pile of debris beside the wall before stopping. The acupuncture points that had just been cut off by Zhang Chu's elbow were also untied.
ah………
A scream followed by a violent cough.
The students in the gym were all dumbfounded. The peerless master in their minds was actually knocked out by someone with just one elbow and one kick.
You loser, are you too submissive in defeat? ?
In addition, I would like to ask another question: Can I still get a refund for the tuition I just paid?
"Wasting my time!"
Just as Zhang Chu was about to leave, he looked up and saw the plaque hanging on the wall with three big characters on it - Taekwondo.
When they arrived in two steps, the students dodged one after another, fearing that they would be spotted by Zhang Chu, and then watched helplessly as Zhang Chu jumped up and reached out to take off the gym signboard.
He casually poked the ground and raised his leg to kick.
Click!
The plaque is broken into two sections directly in the middle.
This is the rule of the martial arts gym. The loser has his own fate, and the winner can take away the sign of the opponent's martial arts gym.
But there is no use keeping this crappy sign, so just destroy it.
It’s heartbreaking to kill people!
Kim Jong-gil was lying on the ground, his eyes bursting with anger when he saw this scene, but now he could not even stand up, let alone stop it.
"If you want to take revenge, just study for a few more years. You are always welcome!"
After Zhang Chu finished speaking, he walked away.
He also completely lost interest in playing in the gym, and he finally saw it clearly.
People in this era only focus on physical fitness when it comes to martial arts.
But it's not surprising. With hot weapons, who would bother to practice killing skills?
Where is Fatty Cao?
Forget it, leave him alone.
Zhang Chu had other things to do in the afternoon. Now that he was rich, naturally he couldn't live in such a shabby place.
When he was on the set, Zhang Chu asked if he could go to a real estate agency. He would definitely not be able to afford a house, but he should have enough money to rent a better place.
Zhang Chu's material needs have always been to indulge in pleasure when he has money, and to live in poverty even if he has no money.
Now that I happen to have plenty of money, there is no need to wrong myself.
He went back downstairs to the basement, and his travel bag was still here.
Just as the lock was unlocked, the door to the next room also opened.
"Zhang Chu!"
Well?
Seeing Tang Wei, Zhang Chu was about to speak when he saw her eyes were red and she had obviously just cried.
"What the hell, who bullied you?"
As Zhang Chu said this, he first thought of Fatty Cao.
How brave, yet so evil-minded.
"No...no one bullied me!"
Tang Wei saw Zhang Chu's face filled with anger and quickly explained.
"I……"
Tang Wei lowered his head. She knew that she must look very embarrassed at the moment.
She had rarely cried since she was a child, but this time, she had really reached the limit of what she could bear.
He took a deep breath, looked up at Zhang Chu, and tried to keep his voice calm.
"Can you stay with me? I...want to drink!"
