About 10 years ago, martial arts movies such as "Ip Man" and "The Grandmaster" were very popular. It is now 2016, and Jiang Tianhao is 19 years old. You can imagine how much influence Ip Man and Wing Chun had on him when he was a boy. The moment Lin Yue raised his hand, he recognized it as a Wing Chun guide.
Some of the guests also recognized this Wing Chun signature move, but they didn't take it seriously at all. An eighteen or nineteen-year-old kid was playing in the memorial hall of the Jiangbei boxing champion. Isn't this just a trick?
It doesn't matter whether he uses Wing Chun, Hong Quan, Tai Chi, Ba Guazhang, or Bajiquan. It doesn't matter. What matters is that this behavior is called looking for trouble.
Ouyang Jian's expression was a little ugly, because the boy opposite looked down on him and simply said "get out of the way" and immediately classified him as a weakling. Although he was indeed the weakest among Jiang Quanling's disciples in the field of martial arts. Even Wang Shengnan was He can't beat him, but he has money. Now the rich are the boss, which is why everyone agreed that he should handle the dispute.
"Is this all the Jiang family's class is capable of? Everyone else went to Master's memorial service to kick the ass, and they didn't even dare to fart?"
Jiang Tianhao was in the first year of junior high school, and since Lin Yue decided to join the martial arts, he naturally had to get the full set if he wanted to cause trouble.
"What a shame!"
A man with a Chinese character standing behind Ouyang's gym winked at the little brother on the right with slightly convex cheekbones: "Fang Chao, give him some color to see, and be careful not to hit him hard and kill him."
Wang Shengnan didn’t have much friendship with this junior fellow named Fang Chao, but he had seen his WeChat Moments before, and he often posted photos of him standing in a fighting gym, wearing taekwondo training uniforms. He must be a taekwondo coach, because he usually takes care of students. , saying that teaching Lin Yuedian a lesson without being too harsh is indeed the safest choice.
To be honest, she was quite disappointed. Although today was Jiang Quanling's funeral, she really hoped that the brothers who could beat him would bring the bastard named Lin into the hospital. Not to mention whether he could beat him up, at least in the hospital. During this period of recovery, the people living in Building 14 of the Village Garden Community can live a peaceful life for a few days.
She was getting angry from behind, and a taekwondo coach named Fang Chao walked up to Ouyang Fitness with a cold face: "Brother, please step aside."
The richest man in Jiangzhou said: "Be gentle, otherwise things will get worse."
Fang Chao nodded, indicating that he understood. He stood casually, looked at his opponent with contempt, and waved gently.
As a Taekwondo coach, even if the students he recruits are only primary and secondary school students in the city, he can handle a young man like Lin Yue, who is eighteen or nineteen years old, with one hand.
Lin Yue did not give in. Changqiao used his strength and hit his opponent directly in the face.
Fang Chao's eyes lit up, and he thought that this was what he was waiting for. He used his left hand to support his wrist and his right hand forward, preparing to use his luck to throw him over the shoulder.
Knocking someone down with this move will generally not cause serious injuries, but it will also make the victim lie on the ground unable to get up for a long time. In regular Taekwondo competitions, throwing techniques cannot be used, but this is not a formal competition.
He succeeded in the first half. He grabbed his opponent's arm and put it over his shoulder. But when his leg exerted force, something hard hit his lower back. The force from the lower body suddenly dissipated, and the pain spread.
Lin Yue took the opportunity to stumble, hooked his hand around his neck and pressed down.
Plop.
The Taekwondo coach did not knock down the person he despised, but was knocked down by his opponent.
Jiang Tianhao and his son were stunned and couldn't react for a while.
Lin Yue ignored the guy lying on the ground, holding his neck and coughing, and continued walking forward.
Ouyang Jian was also confused by this scene, but the lean man standing next to him quickly realized that he was Ouyang Jian's junior brother, Ouyang Jian's driver, and Ouyang Jian's bodyguard, and he had won the provincial Sanda championship medal. people.
This kind of person is fine if he doesn't use his hands. He is very fierce when he does it. However, Lin Yue is even more ferocious than him. He uses short bridges to exert force, blocks hands to block moves, plows to block hands to open the door, and exerts force with his right hand to attack Wing Chun with one move. The strongest Japanese-shaped hammer penetrated straight into the chest.
puff……
The lean man took five steps back and fell to his knees. His face was red and he was covering his chest. He stopped talking and was out of breath.
Lin Yue succeeded with one move. Look,
Without looking at him, he continued walking towards the statue of Jiang Quanling.
"Let's go together."
The simple words angered the people in Jiang's class and tore off their fig leaf.
As the saying goes, an expert will know if something is there as soon as he makes a move.
Before the guests realized the seriousness of the problem, two nearby men in red training uniforms, aged in their early forties, performed moves together. The one on the left was given a neck-killing move by Lin Yue, and the one on the right was kicked. Knee joints, holding the calf and wailing.
He walked forward under everyone's gaze, and the Jiang family disciples along the way were not Yihe's enemies.
You must know that now is no different than before. There are many people practicing martial arts and fitness. There are not many people who can make a living, like Wang Shengnan. With that kind of skill, he can bully his husband at home, or he can show off his skills and embroider his legs on the court. Really When it comes to fighting... As the saying goes, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife, and no matter how good you are, you will be knocked down by a brick.
So in this hall full of disciples, only a few can really fight.
When he reached the back, no one stopped him. Wang Shengnan wanted to get in, but Ouyang Jian grabbed him.
"There's also Du Ling."
Du Ling is the man with the Chinese character face and Jiang Quanling's most proud disciple. He has been in the free fighting circle. This stuff is not as influential as MMA and boxing internationally, but it still has many fans in China. .
Lin Yue paused for a moment and said: "Well, you are the most forbidden one."
Du Ling was very depressed and thought he was going to say something, but no one wanted to hold it in until the end.
In this daze, in less than a breath, Lin Yue's whip leg came down.
This is not Wing Chun!
The idea just came to him, and he quickly used his hands to parry.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.
The instep slapped his wrist so hard that the whole arm was numb, as heavy as lead.
He didn't control his posture, so he quickly released his strength and took three steps back.
This kick was already heavy and fast enough, but the second kick was even more excessive, because Lin Yue used the first kick to accumulate force, and his body turned half a circle driven by inertia, bang! The kick, which was much heavier than the first kick, hit Du Ling's face directly, and he was knocked to the ground without any movement.
hiss……
The people nearby gasped, those who had been there and those who had not been there were all dumbfounded.
One person singled out the entire Jiang family class, and the two feet that brought down Du Ling made it impossible for anyone to even think about resisting.
A popular figure in the world of kickboxing, just let him down like that? Not to mention Jiang Quanling's death, even if he were alive and fifty years younger, he might not be able to catch the opponent's three moves.
TMD is as strong as a monster.
This was the only thought that Fang Chao and others had, and even the idea of checking Du Ling's injury was frightened away.
"Hey, after so many years, this is the most enjoyable fight... um, warm-up exercise?" Lin Yue ignored the people behind him and walked towards Jiang Quanling's portrait.
warm up?
Is this just a warm-up exercise?
Bragging right?
When he said the word "kick the gym" just now, everyone thought he was bragging, and that he was a bragging fighter, the kind who would seek death to the extreme.
"Son, are you okay? Why are you sweating so much?"
Jiang Tianhao noticed his mother's worried gaze, touched his forehead, and found that it was covered with sweat. He touched his back again, and his clothes were all collapsed.
Only now did he realize what was happening in the hall.
how could be? how so! What about being beaten up by great-uncle's disciples as promised? What about the embarrassment you promised?
I thought Lu Haotian was paralyzed in the sports competition just because of his amazing endurance, fighting? It's okay, but when you meet a real Lianjiazi, you will definitely be the one who gets hammered. The result is that the reality is so different from the expectation that it is incredible.
He had seen Duling's fight, and he could hit someone twice, even if the national champion couldn't do it, unless he was hit directly in the vital part by a heavyweight boxer like Tyson.
Impossible, impossible...this is fake, it must be
It's fake. How come it's really just one against ten?
Jiang Tianhao knew that this was self-deception and kept repeating these words, because it meant that when he was a freshman in high school, he thought that if there were no school rules, he would beat Lin Yue to the ground. Join forces with Zhang Yonghui and Dong Jiangxin to block Lin Yue outside the school and beat him up. As long as he is beaten, all problems will be solved. The above two ideas are the funniest and most ridiculous in the world. Judging from the scene in front of him, if they really fight, they will be a little bit To be extreme, the three of them had their hands and feet cut off.
"You...don't come over, don't come over. We are a society governed by the rule of law. It's illegal to hit...beat people."
Lin Dawei was so shocked that he was salivating when he spoke and couldn't hold his tongue straight.
"It's none of your business, go away." Lin Yue was too lazy to pay attention to him. He had never liked men like Lin Dawei and Fangyuan who had to work as cows and horses to earn money to support their families, and who were willing to be trained like dogs. of.
Lin Dawei wanted to leave, but he couldn't walk, and his legs were weak. He never thought that hosting a memorial service would lead to a plot that could only be found in movies, such as kicking a club, having sex with a bunch of people, etc. It was like a dream.
Lin Yue saw that he was not moving, so he grabbed the skirt of his clothes and directly lifted him aside.
Next to him, Jiang Quanling's wife Feng Xiangmei mustered up the courage to yell: "What are you going to do!"
The daughter-in-law hugged her eldest grandson tightly and stared at Lin Yue with fear on her face.
"It makes me look like a villain." Lin Yue rolled his eyes at them and said to Jiang Quanling's portrait: "If you can't beat the opponent, you go to other people's parents to put pressure on them. Do you think this kind of disciple should be expelled? Jiang Quanling, anyway. You are also a person who has been involved in the world for half your life. You should understand the most basic rules of the world, such as that grudges in the world should not harm your parents, wives and children, right? Didn't you tell your disciples and grandchildren? "
Lin Yue turned his head behind his hands and looked at Feng Xiangmei: "I've said what I have to say. It's up to you whether you want Jiang Quanling's reputation or not."
He fought all the way to the end just to say these few words?
Du Ling had been carried aside by his fellow apprentices, pinched him a few times and then woke up. He looked at him blankly along with those who were rubbing his wounds and grimacing in pain.
This guy went around in such a big circle and made the whole venue jump, just to say a few words that made people confused?
As the richest man in Jiangzhou, Ouyang Jian must have thought more than the average person. As a party involved, he understood after a little thought. It is said that Lin Yue went to Qian Shouzhong's birthday party to cause trouble because Qian Sanyi messed up his birthday party. So what I said at Jiang Quanling's memorial service today was probably to take revenge on Wang Shengnan for running to Africa to cause trouble in Lin Qiang and his wife's workplace.
If you mess with my elders, I will mess with your elders, and the things will be more exaggerated, and the trouble will be even bigger.
This kid is really like the rumors, he doesn't want to take any losses.
When he was distracted here, he gave his ex-girlfriend a chance.
Wang Shengnan never thought that that bastard would use this method to retaliate against her.
"You are a beast inferior to a pig or a dog..."
Before the last word was uttered, a dark shadow that she couldn't avoid struck her face. She heard a scream of "Ah" and fell to the ground, covering her eyes with a look of pain.
Lin Yue's expression remained unchanged as he shouted to the group of Jiang Family disciples wearing red training uniforms, "Who else is there?!"
When Lin Dawei saw his wife being beaten, he felt distressed and wanted to help him, but Ouyang Jian's movements were much faster than him. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged greasy face turned into a donkey face, and he always felt that the bright red color of the clothes was particularly dazzling. .
"Jiang Tianhao?"
Lin Yue glanced at the Jiang family father and son provocatively. Mr. Jiang, who danced the most happily before, was as wilted as a cucumber beaten by frost------he was not stupid either. If he fought with blood and loyalty, he would be beaten into a pig's head. And it’s the kind where the winner has no consequences and no cost.
"Isn't he your great-uncle?"
Lin Yue pointed to Jiang Quanling's portrait, dropped the word "coward" and walked towards the entrance of the funeral home.
No one from the Jiang family class or the guests dared to stop them, and the security guards at the beginning retreated again and again.
"Don't move, don't move anyone, who called the police?"
The speaker was the policeman who came to investigate after receiving the alarm. They were followed by
Three media reporters came after hearing the news.
…
Chang'an Road Police Station.
Many people came to consult and handle business, and several female police officers were patiently explaining the relevant procedures and materials that needed to be provided to the citizens.
Tang Yuanming wandered back and forth in the corridor. There were benches for people to rest, but he was not in the mood to sit down.
Having such a cousin on the stall makes me want to scold my mother sometimes. I just made a scene at the academician's birthday banquet two days ago. He made people angry and sent him to the hospital. He turned around and went to the funeral of the dead to destroy the place. The key is that last time he was at most Just talk, this is good, I can kill more than a dozen of them in one breath.
Of course, the identity of the dead man is comparable to Qian Shouzhong. Jiang Quanling, the boxing champion of Jiangbei, is also a well-known figure in the celebrity circle.
Others are too picky, but he is good at it. He just plays with his heartbeat and makes big news every three days. Just now, a reporter from Jiangzhou Evening News chased him and asked if he was Lin Yue's guardian.
I feel tired.
My heart is too tired.
Click.
At this time, there was a soft sound from the room next to him, the door opened, and Lin Yue walked out, followed by a policeman with slightly thick lips.
"Okay, it's okay. You can take this person back."
"Hey, okay, okay."
When Tang Yuanming heard that everything was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
The thick-lipped policeman glanced at Lin Yue with a strange look on his face. He coughed and said, "Talk to him properly when you get back, and don't be so impulsive in doing things in the future. Fortunately, there was no bigger trouble today. If someone were to rush into the hospital, he wouldn't be so impulsive." It’s just criticism, education and fines.”
"Hey, hey, I got it, definitely, definitely."
Tang Yuanming responded politely.
"Let's go." The policeman said and went back to the house.
Tang Yuanming led Lin Yue outside: "You said, can't you just calm down and stop causing me more trouble?"
Sometimes I think about it, being a relative with him is really bad luck for eight lifetimes.
"Who is Jiang Quanling? Jiangbei boxing champion, you dare to offend him... ugh!"
"Is it still useful to say this after all the trouble? You should ask me why I am so good at fighting."
"Others will let you."
"Really? You haven't seen that gym-kick video yet, have you?"
Tang Yuanming came to the police station after receiving a call from the police. He had no time to read the news online: "You still think it's glorious?"
"It's not bad, the important thing is that you can beat them down quickly, and your opponents dare not hold you responsible for hurting them." When he said this, the two of them just walked to the door and entered the yard. There were several disciples from Jiang Quanling waiting for their companions. When they saw him come out and heard such remarks, their faces were not very pretty, and their eyes were full of hostility, which made Tang Yuanming, the people's teacher, feel numb.
"Am I wrong? Are you going to fight again if you don't accept it?"
Lin Yue didn't give them any face: "When Jiang Quanling held the memorial service for his life, he asked his disciples to box at the funeral to see if the monkeys were lazy. I can do him a favor and test these people. It’s level.”
Fang Chao wished he could tear his mouth apart.
At this moment, Ouyang Jian helped Wang Shengnan walk out of another door. The richest man in Jiangzhou was fine, but he looked tired. His ex-girlfriend felt uncomfortable. Her right eye socket was purple and blue, which could not be covered even with sunglasses. That kind of thing makes it impossible to attend the nearest physical education class.
"We will discuss again when we have time, and I will give you a hand." Leaving these words that seemed to rub salt into the wound, he walked away with his head held high, leaving the Jiang family class gnashing their teeth and looking humiliated. Wang Shengnan was keenly aware of this. Several junior fellow apprentices cast disgusted looks at her.
Just like Lin Yue made a big fuss at Qian Shouzhong's birthday party, and some people said that Qian Sanyi brought it all on himself, she also had the intention to tie herself up. The key is that she also roped in her fellow apprentices and even her late mentor Jiang Quanling to support her.
"What do you think I am doing? Where is Jiang Tianhao? Don't Jiang Qilong and his family have any responsibility?"
Wang Shengnan was so filled with hatred that the two grandsons squealed when they saw that the matter was getting serious and they didn't even dare to come to the police station.
Du Ling sighed and let go
He took some of the ice pack off his cheek, told the brothers to leave, and led them away.
Wang Shengnan is a mother. It is a bit unreasonable for her daughter to go to Africa to ask his parents for an explanation because her daughter likes Lin Yue, but it is understandable. However, she also has another identity, a boxing champion apprentice and a trainer, so doing so would be a bit unfavorable. On the table, you can't blame the opponent for coming to ruin the situation, so here's the question...from which angle do you look at the score?
On the other side, Tang Yuanming kept looking behind him after getting into the taxi.
Lin Yue said: "Are you wondering why I beat them like that and don't have to stay in a detention center? That's it... unless they want Jiang Quanling's reputation to be ruined. Although times have changed, the rules of the world are still the same. The morality of warriors must still be spoken of."
