"Hehe! You've been in the martial arts world for a long time. How can you be awesome after holding a gun? I've also played with guns. What happened to you when you took the gun? Do you have a license to kill? I'm not a good student who studies hard every day. Young Master You're fucking bluffing me!" He Yong, who was a member of society, naturally had a bad temper, so he said coldly to Wang Jun.
"Haha! My kid, you are right, I have a license to kill." Wang Jun said proudly.
"Hey! Why don't I believe it? Why do you?"
"Why, haha! Just because I once held the Bayi Bar, because I bled in the old forests of Vietnam, and almost lost my life there, you little brat, have you ever touched an automatic step? Damn it! You have only played with sand sprayers and other things." Wang Jun looked at the local gangster He Yong in front of him with contempt and his tone was very heroic.
The eldest brother He Yong was speechless for a moment. It seemed that he couldn't take advantage of what he said. If there was nothing more to say, let's do it. He Yong was not a fool. He knew that the middle-aged man in front of him had real skills. Classmate He Yong, who was a top student back then, didn't have all his brains in vain. What are you doing now that you have the skills? I will give you a hand-to-hand fight. As long as I knock you down and hug each other, let alone you know martial arts, even if you are Sun Hou'er, it will be for nothing! This is called the three treasures of gangsters. The first is to know martial arts, the second is to be shameless, and the third is to be even more awesome. He directly acts like a rogue. Big brother He Yong is not very good at martial arts, but he knows how to be shameless, no matter how big your skills are. I have to take a picture here for you.
"Haha! Come on, stop nagging, let's go together." Wang Jun, who stood proudly on the spot, raised his fingers contemptuously, and He Yong waved his big hand to stop the brothers behind him who wanted to rush forward.
"Hey! Who are you going to bury? I will challenge you today." After saying that, he said to the brothers behind him: "Listen to me, no one is allowed to come today. Anyone who helps me will be slapping me. He Yong's mouth!" Before he finished speaking, He Yong opened his arms and suddenly rushed towards Wang Jun who was standing upright on the opposite side.
He Yong's idea was good, but the reality was not so beautiful. Before he could jump in front of the opponent, Wang Jun suddenly raised his thick thigh and kicked He Yong's belly. He Yong fell to the ground with a "kudong" sound, and the sudden severe pain caused his whole body to convulse.
He Yong gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, looking at Wang Jun with a stern look in his eyes fiercely, and attacked him again.
"Hmph!" Wang Jun spat out one word, and then gave He Yong a fierce low sweep. With another "Kudong" sound, He Yong fell sideways to the ground.
He Yong held his knees tightly with both hands and sat on the ground in pain, with fine beads of sweat leaking from his forehead from time to time. After waiting for a while, he forced himself to stand in front of Wang Jun again.
"Haha! Are you quite strong, little brother? Well, not bad, he looks like a leader." Wang Jun nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
'Pooh! He Yong spat on the ground, and inadvertently a glimmer of brightness flashed across his eyes. He Yong smiled "hehe" at Wang Jun, then gritted his molar teeth and spit out two words.
"Come again!" After saying that, he pounced on Wang Jun again.
Wang Jun saw that this gangster was charging at him again. He calmly raised his leg and executed a high sweep. He was going to kick He Yong's head this time. The high kick was a fierce and domineering Muay Thai kick. The most dazzling move in the game, Wang Jun's sweeping kick was very fast, but he saved his hand and only used three points of strength.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, He Yong's forward body suddenly stopped suddenly, allowing him to barely avoid Wang Jun's kick. Wang Jun's toes almost brushed the tip of He Yong's nose. , He Yong's opportunity came in the blink of an eye. He suddenly swung his waist, hugged Wang Jun's supporting leg, and immediately jumped forward with all his strength. Wang Jun's body was suddenly balanced in an unexpected way. was broken, an unsteady Wang Jun was thrown to the ground by He Yong.
After Wang Jun fell on his back, He Yong, who was unwilling to give up, made another tiger pounce, pressing his entire body on Wang Jun, and then a pair of big hands grabbed Wang Jun's neck with a 'touch' .
The people watching were all dumbfounded. What the hell is going on? The stunned people were in disbelief. One was a gangster brother who was talked about in society and the other was a black market boxer for more than ten years. Muay Thai masters, these two big men are hugging each other in an extremely ambiguous posture. He Yong is carrying Wang Jun's long hairy thigh on his shoulders, and Wang Jun is wrapping his arms around He Yong's strong back and waist. Oh, I'm going! This scene is old and charming, but it's a pity that the people are wrong. The posture of the two old men is so provocative, I'm going to vomit.
He Yong used the force of wrapping his breasts and pinched Wang Jun's neck desperately. Wang Jun also pushed He Yong's body with all his strength. Just when the two were locked in a stalemate, they seemed to be like lovers who share the same mind. The two of them let go of their hands at the same time. He Yong turned over and lay on his back on the ground. Then the two of them burst into hearty laughter almost at the same time.
"Haha! I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. I'm really out of energy. I drink heavily every day, play with women, and stay up all night. My body is so weak that I really can't do it anymore." He Yong gasped after coughing twice. Rough said.
"Haha! You little brother is really a bit gossipy." Wang Jun sat up straight, pointed with his hand at He Yong, who was still lying on the ground, and made a heartfelt comment.
In this way, the two of them could be regarded as not knowing each other without fighting. The two of them, who were already sympathetic to each other, drank a few heavy drinks, and within a few days they became inseparable without being shy or ashamed.
Later, He Yong went to Wang Jun's boxing gym several times and practiced for two days, but he had so many things to do on a daily basis that he had no time to continue. Later, Wang Jun's boxing gym couldn't continue to operate. After some well-intentioned people persuaded Wang Jun, Wang Jun's boxing gym finally closed down. Under the introduction of a friend, he took out some of his savings and exchanged them with a small small business that was not very large. Bars, in addition to earning some living expenses, are to find a living for themselves.
Since He Yong hasn't had a drink with Wang Jun for a long time, He Yong called Wang Jun last time and said that he had a brother who wanted to learn some boxing. Wang Jun didn't tell him that he no longer opened a boxing gym, and just gave it to He Yong. His current address, that's what happened.
Although Wang Jun's boxing gym is closed, he has not given up. He has been playing Muay Thai for more than ten years. Wang Jun bought a very large courtyard on the outskirts of the city. He settled his master there, and there were a few students who really wanted to continue boxing with him. He continued to teach them Muay Thai there, including the one Qing Qing Shuang. Girl. Although the courtyard on the outskirts of the city is a bit remote, the space is large enough and the air there is absolutely fresh. It can be said to be an excellent place to practice boxing quietly.
Wang Jun gets up very early every morning. His master wakes up earlier than him, which even the elderly feel uncomfortable. The master who gets up early slowly spreads cloth in the yard, while Wang Jun jogs out and goes around a long road. He ran back after a lap. When he came back, he was already sweating slightly. After warming up, Wang Jun started the most basic training of Muay Thai. Sometimes Wang Jun practiced alone, sometimes he took his students and He practiced together, and the ordinary day of a persistent warrior began with this monotonous punch and kick.
