After being banned for three months, as soon as Wang Anfeng was released, he immediately roped in his best friend Li Yan and flew from Shanghai to Handan City, then transferred to a train and came to Xingcheng.
When he called, Li Yan was squinting at him.
"...You wait at the train station, I'll be right away."
An Qisheng hung up the phone and drove to the train station.
There is no airport in Xingcheng, and the train station is usually crowded, especially in early spring.
An Qisheng searched for a long time before he found Wang Anfeng and Wang Anfeng in the crowd.
"You, are you An Qisheng?"
Wang Anfeng looked at the visitor and was a little surprised.
The person who came was wearing a white martial arts uniform, with short hair, deep eyes, and although his figure was not burly, he was slender and well-proportioned.
If it weren't for the fact that his facial features hadn't changed, Wang Anfeng couldn't believe it was An Qisheng.
"Get in the car."
An Qisheng smiled and opened the car door.
"Junior An's health...seems to be improving?"
After getting in the car, Li Yan looked at An Qisheng with a strange look.
When they met more than four months ago, An Qi was so thin that he would fall over if the wind blew, and he was considered very weak.
In just over four months, An Qisheng has undergone such a big change?
Didn’t he say that he was terminally ill and would not survive more than a year?
"much better."
An Qisheng didn't say much, just turned the steering wheel and headed towards the suburbs.
"That's good."
Li Yan said and glared at Wang Anfeng fiercely.
Just like this, you still dare to say that you won’t survive this year? It looks much stronger than your body!
Wang Anfeng was also a little confused. Could it be a misdiagnosis?
If they had known this, they wouldn't have rushed to Xingcheng in such a hurry.
"Actually, I've already booked a flight from Hancheng to Magic City, but now that you're here, it saves me the trouble."
An Qisheng had a clear idea of the two men's intentions.
It was nothing more than knowing that he was terminally ill and would not live for more than a year. Seeing that he had not left for four months, he was afraid that he would die.
However, this is also human nature and there is nothing to say.
"We are impatient..."
Li Yan smiled bitterly.
"I heard that your family also has a martial arts gym. Are you going to a martial arts gym?"
Wang Anfeng was a little embarrassed and changed the topic.
"The martial arts gym has closed down. Now the equipment is in the suburbs, where I have been living recently."
An Qisheng said casually.
When he was a child, An Jianzhong ran a martial arts gym, but since he got sick, An Jianzhong closed the martial arts gym and took him around to seek medical treatment.
After I came back from seeking medical treatment, there were not many people in the martial arts gym, so I couldn't open it even if I wanted to.
All facilities are in villas in the suburbs.
"That's a shame."
Li Yan shook his head.
"It's no pity. You can't teach real things, so there's no need to mislead your children."
An Qisheng was good at driving and passed through a few streets and returned to the suburbs.
In recent years, the environment in Xingcheng has become increasingly bad. The air in the city is very bad, and villa areas have emerged in the suburbs.
The villa area has deep trees, a good environment and is suitable for living.
"Teaching boxing is not something that happens overnight. You have worked hard all the way, so take a rest first."
In the living room, they poured a cup of tea for Li Yan and the two of them. An Qisheng walked to the kitchen. The medicinal meal he had prepared was just good enough to eat.
"What does this smell like?"
Wang Anfeng covered his nose with a look of disgust.
"Is this a medicinal diet for the training camp?"
Li Yan frowned and smelled the strong smell of herbs.
"Yes, this is a medicinal diet that is summarized from those seven recipes and is suitable for my own physique."
An Qisheng put down the medical pot and scooped out a large bowl.
"You concluded it yourself?"
Li Yan's eyes widened.
In the military training camp, every medicated meal is summarized by artificial intelligence based on the individual's physical constitution, and the weight and type are strictly controlled.
Can you conclude this by yourself?
Do you think you are artificial intelligence?
"The taste is amazing."
Wang Anfeng resisted the desire to vomit and gave a thumbs up.
Those who can eat this thing are really not ordinary people.
“Later this year, you’ll get a taste of it, too.”
Li Yan glanced at him.
"If you don't go, I won't eat this stuff even if you kill me! Apart from the different nutritional effects, what's the difference between this stuff and shit?"
Wang Anfeng trembled like an electric shock and shook his head like a rattle.
An Qisheng's mouth twitched. This child was really speechless.
"hehe."
Li Yanhui sneered: "If you have the ability, tell your second sister."
"Anyway, I won't eat it!"
Wang Anfeng gritted his teeth.
An Qisheng chewed a large bowl slowly and then slowly glanced at Wang Anfeng:
"You want to eat, but there's no place for you to eat here!"
In addition to being unpalatable, this medicated diet is also expensive.
In the past four months, he has spent more than 2 million on this medicinal diet alone, which averages to nearly 20,000 a day!
Less than half of his working capital was spent here.
Being poor in literature and rich in martial arts is not just talk.
"Who cares?"
Wang Anfeng muttered softly.
"Xiaodi An, you can't eat medicinal food indiscriminately. Is this really okay with you?"
Li Yan couldn't help but remind him.
Medicines are three-part poisons. The medicated diet of the training camp is controlled by artificial intelligence, which can monitor and adjust the dosage in real time. An Qisheng does not have this condition.
"It's probably impossible to kill a person by eating it. Anyway, no matter how bad it is, it can't be much worse."
An Qisheng scooped up another large bowl.
He had Master Bao Dan as a comparison, so he knew what was good and what was bad, but there was no need to tell Li Yan and the others.
Thinking of An Qisheng's terminal illness, Li Yan stopped trying to persuade him.
"Okay, Senior Wang, come with me and I will teach you Bajiquan."
After eating all the medicinal food, An Qisheng stood up and walked to the yard.
"okay."
Wang Anfeng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately followed him.
Li Yan shook his head and went upstairs to his room.
He has no interest in Bajiquan.
"Bajiquan, also known as the Opening Baji, Center Baji, etc., pays attention to entering into the body to strike, with three sets of close contact to control people. It is famous for its bravery, strength, and violent charge. There are two ways of boxing. One is Baji Xiao Frame, called the Eight Great Frame..."
In the courtyard, An Qisheng practiced Bajiquan for Wang Anfeng.
Wang Anfeng is a descendant of Grandmaster Wang Honglin. Although a lot of the essence of Bajiquan has been lost, he still has some foundation, which makes it much easier for An Qisheng to teach it.
In less than half a month, Wang Anfeng's Baji frame has become quite decent.
At the same time, An Qisheng discovered that while teaching Wang Anfeng Bajiquan, his own mentality had to be adjusted to a beginner's perspective.
It actually had a lot of benefits on his own boxing skills.
"This is the principle of reviewing the past and learning the new. Many things I thought I had fully mastered were actually not fully mastered, and there were still many shortcomings."
Looking at Wang Anfeng who was practicing Baji Sheng in the courtyard, An Qisheng felt a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
At this time, An Qisheng's eyebrows suddenly became numb.
"not good!"
An Qisheng's eyelids were twitching wildly, he pushed his feet hard, turned over and jumped out.
puff!
Almost the moment An Qisheng jumped out, the vase behind him suddenly exploded.
"This is a gun!"
