Bayi said that his ancestor shot two tigers to death with one arrow on the spot, and then they were chased and beaten by brown bears.
The true meaning of a hundred steps is to kill two tigers with one stone.
Because the brown bear ran slowly and was not very responsive, it could not hurt his ancestor. After finding the right moment, his ancestor shot two arrows in a row...
“Before I was born, the skins of brown bears and tigers were still kept in the ancestral halls of my ancestors, but they were all gone after the Japanese invaded.
Our ancestors said that you should hit people for their weak points, and the same goes for animals. The brown bear's weak points are its slow running speed and its nose. Our ancestors relied on outsmarting them. "
"Your ancestors are indeed brave, fearless in the face of danger, and wise and resourceful. They are worth learning from me."
I extended my thumb in praise.
"That's a must. Within a hundred miles of the area, there has only been a god like my ancestor in the past hundred years."
Bayi's smug expression made me want to punch him again.
Beating him feels like beating my brother, so happy!
"Then why didn't you inherit the wisdom of your ancestors? What you see in your eyes is pure stupidity."
"Brother, I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow."
Seeing me chatting to death, Bayi ran away.
"Ha." I smiled and prepared to go downstairs to run a few laps to exercise my muscles that have not been active for a long time.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Wrench raising his hand and getting ready to knock on my door.
I locked the door and said, "You're here just in time, let's go exercise together."
Wrench frowned, as if he was worried, "Liu Shiyi asked you to go to the gym."
"Oh? The gym...there are still all kinds of entertainment facilities here!"
"Nothing is lacking except conscience."
I was silent for a moment and followed him downstairs, "He can't be so kind. Just let me go to the gym and wear Cormon."
"You guessed it right, his two right-hand men, his right and left hands, want to spar with you."
"The right-hand man...isn't you?"
Seeing my surprised look, Wrench suddenly sneered: "How could it be me? People like us are nothing more than a vicious dog in his hands.
Maybe one day, I will be tied up and thrown into the Mekong River to feed the sharks. "
"Who is that person? It seems that he is quite self-aware. He has spies everywhere and has personal bodyguards."
After saying this, I suddenly became interested and wanted to meet his capable men.
Whether it is an enemy or a friend, martial arts practitioners want to learn and communicate with strong opponents.
“One is a local and the other is a Thai, both of whom are boxing masters.
Sometimes they are not in the park. I heard about your deeds when I came back here this morning, so I wanted to fight with you.
I had a sparring match with a local boxer before, and we couldn’t decide the winner for a long time, but I almost broke my leg..."
If Wrench had not been able to equal him, Liu Shiyi would not have been reused.
In this hellish place, one's skills and one's own value are indeed life-saving things.
"The one in Thailand doesn't take action easily?"
"That's more or less the case. At least I haven't seen him take action. He doesn't talk much and doesn't communicate much with us. He only takes orders from Liu Shiyi."
We walked to the gym while chatting.
Soon, we arrived at the red building full of entertainment venues.
The first floor is a casino, nothing more than slot machines and baccarat.
The second floor is where escort girls sleep and sell meat.
The people sleeping with me include some losers from the park and some piggies who have made some money to have fun.
Warlords and park executives come here to play for free.
The third floor is a KTV. I heard that they also sell fans. They will catch female piglets and KTV together. No one cares about KTV until they foam at the mouth...
The fourth floor is a bar where you can do stripteases and gather people for lewdness...
The fifth and sixth floors are VIP gyms, and ordinary piggies are not allowed to set foot on the stairs.
Only wrenches, or special-value piggies like us, could come in and exercise.
When we arrived on the 6th floor, Liu Shiyi and his two top men were sitting on the mat chatting.
There were seven or eight guys inside, all wearing security uniforms, exercising.
On the other side, there was a middle-aged man wearing black trousers and a white shirt lifting dumbbells.
It should be a high-level person or something.
When Liu Shiyi saw us coming in, he immediately stood up and introduced: "Mao Dinglun, Pai Tun, this is the Chinese Kung Fu boy I told you."
Maung Tin Lun, his right-hand man, is a local.
He is about 1.73 meters tall, with slightly yellow skin, sunken eye sockets, delicate facial features, and muscles similar to mine.
None of them have last names, only first names.
Will add the word "appearance" or other words in front of the name.
Pai Tun, his right-hand man, is Thai.
He is about 1.75 meters tall, with dark skin, a fierce face, and very rough muscle lines all over his body.
I heard I know Muay Thai.
"Hello, Chinese friend." Mao Dinglun stood up and extended his right hand to me politely.
Paitun just looked at me arrogantly, then walked aside to hammer the iron.
What the hell, if you ignore me, I won’t ignore you either.
"Hello, Burmese friends."
I smiled and stretched out my left hand, gently holding his right hand.
"Um?"
Just shake hands, and he actually wanted to test me secretly.
Oh, how can you succeed with your trivial skills?
Besides, I have already predicted your prediction.
I pinched his tiger's mouth, pressed it slightly, and then jerked my palm out.
He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Maung Dinglun, you are so enthusiastic."
"..." He was stunned for a second, and then smiled and said: "Chinese friends are good at internal skills. I wonder if they are willing to discuss and exchange ideas with me.
I like Chinese Kung Fu very much, especially after watching the video of you using a thousand pounds to kill a nigger with one blow, I was really impressed. "
He said the words so beautifully, how could I still refuse?
Instead of looking at the monk’s face, you have to look at the Buddha’s face.
"Please enlighten me!"
I smiled and immediately agreed to his request.
"Little Bottle, this training suit is for you."
Liu Shiyi generously handed over a set of blue Muay Thai boxing uniforms.
"Thank you, supervisor."
I took off my trousers and shirt, and quickly put on my gym shorts and tank top.
When I turned my head, I found Liu Shiyi staring at me with that indescribable look.
It made me feel embarrassed and uncomfortable all over.
Damn it, something is wrong with him, that look just now was too lewd.
I am such a pure man!
Shouldn't that mean look in his eyes appear when looking at plump beauties?
I suddenly felt my scalp numb, so I quickly walked to the sponge mat in the center of the gym and stood on it.
The gym is very large, 300 square meters wide.
After discussing and communicating here for a few minutes, you can feel more free to do things.
Maung Dinglun was wearing black sports shorts and a vest, so he didn't need to change clothes.
After I changed, he came and stood opposite me.
"Mr. Maung Dinh Lun, are there any rules for our sparring? I don't quite understand, please enlighten me!"
I was afraid that if I couldn't hold back my hand, I would beat him to death.
After the test of shaking hands just now, I believe that I am 80% sure that I can kill him within ten moves.
On the contrary, maybe he is deliberately showing weakness and testing me?
