After getting off work, Li Shaoze drove straight to Yip's Wing Chun Martial Arts School in Kowloon District.
His idea is relatively simple. Before his reflexes are increased, his marksmanship must be honed quickly, but this does not mean that he will never give up his fighting advantage.
Although he is proficient in military and police combat, he has a level of lv1 in the system.
But in fact, military and police fighting skills are not very high, and the fighting style is very simple. The main purpose is to subdue criminals, not to kill criminals. If given the opportunity, he is willing to try to learn more in-depth techniques.
For example, karate, judo, these are all within the scope of consideration.
Meiko's flying cross-body made him very jealous...but before that, he was more willing to explore the basics of national martial arts.
Although Chinese martial arts has gone through a sad process of being mythologized and blackened in later generations, it is almost equated with a liar. However, his previous experience as a police officer made Li Shaoze know clearly that the credentials are not as impressive as they are boasted to be.
However, some of the fighting styles of Guoshu are actually very sharp, and the skills of moving energy are beyond those of other schools of martial arts.
He had seen with his own eyes before that a drug dealer from the mainland who knew Hong Quan killed a cow with one punch.
Although the cow is only three months old
But in Li Shaoze's mind, the luck of Chinese martial arts and the skills of fighting are the best combination of advantages, enough to deal with various types of tough bandits.
As for Zhu Tao and Tan Cheng, whom he had dealt with previously, they were still far from being gangsters.
"I don't know if the martial arts gym is open." Li Shaoze turned the steering wheel and muttered to himself. After all, the martial arts gym industry is almost extinct, and whether it can open or not depends entirely on the mood of the gym owner.
He mainly went there because of the two words "Wing Chun", because Li Shaoze remembered that the great master Ip Man did seem to live on Hong Kong Island in his later years. Dare to use Yip's Wing Chun signature, probably because of the origin.
Of course, this is also a matter of luck. If it doesn't happen, Li Shaoze won't bother to force it, and will turn around and go back to ask Meiko where she learned karate.
Soon, Li Shaoze's car arrived in Kowloon and parked beside the street, not afraid of the clerk copying the license plate. After all, it is a bus, and the guys in each jurisdiction have to show some respect.
"You're lucky." Li Shaoze got out of the car and found that the door of the martial arts gym was open. He raised his legs and stepped in.
In another car across the street, Le Huizhen's eyes widened: "I finally caught you, hum."
This damn policeman didn't get the news, so she was scolded by her supervisor when she went back. Even her assistant has been transferred away now. As a result, when I came to shoot materials, I could only work alone.
However, Le Huizhen had a long memory, so she did not intend to expose herself early, and decided to wait for Li Shaoze to come out and find out his identity first. See if you can find an opportunity to get the memory card back.
You should know that a memory card now costs fifty yuan, which is enough for three days of food. She is not the station director's daughter, she is just a young reporter with an ordinary background.
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"Sir, are you okay?" Uncle Longma was wearing a black training uniform and was cleaning the open space in the martial arts hall with a broom. He saw someone coming in and looked up. It turned out to be a policeman with ID.
Did that brat Long Wei commit some crime recently? Uncle Longma's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put down the broom, clapped his hands and came forward.
Li Shaoze saw that this old man looked familiar.
Although I don’t know who the character is, as long as he looks familiar, he must have something!
He quickly raised his hands and said: "Hello, Master, I have nothing to do. I saw this is a martial arts hall and wanted to come in and see if I can learn martial arts."
"Learning martial arts?" Uncle Longma paused. He hadn't heard these two words in almost ten years. The current martial arts gym is still open only because his son Long Wei has become a martial arts star and has the financial resources to support this martial arts gym.
As for the apprentices he took in when he was young, both those who left and those who didn't left also joined the crew with Long Wei.
It can be said that all martial arts practitioners in Hong Kong are now starting to make money in the film and television industry. Even the young and Dangerous boys have gone to learn fighting and martial arts, but they still send someone to learn martial arts. The sun is out in the west today?
"I am too old to teach apprentices now." Long Ma stood in front of Li Shaoze, looked up and down for a while, with a hint of regret: "And you can't learn Wing Chun after you are sixteen years old."
He looked at Li Shaoze's figure. He was tall and tall, but unfortunately he was already in his twenties and could not sharpen his muscles. You must know that Wing Chun adopts the method of short hitting and explosive power, which requires extremely high talent.
"So... can you give me some advice, master?" Li Shaoze was a little unwilling, and he placed two boxes of Yuan Lang's pies on the table.
When Ryoma saw that this sir was very sincere, and it was rare to meet someone who wanted to practice martial arts nowadays, he nodded and said, "There are wooden mannequins over there. Go and hit them around and I'll take a look."
"Thank you, master."
Li Shaoze took off his coat with great joy. Anyway, it was free to take classes, so it was good to get some free time.
He stood in front of the wooden pile and took a look. There were four wooden arms in total. After taking a deep breath, he turned around and asked, "How should I fight?"
In fact, it is easy for Li Shaoze to drive a wooden stake, and he can break it with one punch. However, pile driving is about technique and footwork. It can be used for offense and defense at the same time. It is a very technical training method.
He didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he simply spoke up.
Ryoma just picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. He wanted to see what the basics of this policeman who was very ambitious were like. Hearing Li Shaoze's question, he almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
Come on, this guy doesn't know anything.
"The so-called guidance, do you want me to teach you the full set of Wing Chun fighting styles? Is there such a guidance?" Long Ma was a little unhappy, put down the tea cup and wanted to chase him away.
"Sit down and drink tea. Then leave after drinking. If you don't know how, don't fight." Long Ma studied under Ip Man and was quite ancient. Before leaving, he even served tea to see off the guests.
Li Shaoze sighed, it seemed that he really couldn't get to class. Just at this moment, a man in an undershirt walked in from the door.
"Uncle, Aaron was arrested by the police. I don't know anyone on Hong Kong Island, so I can't get Aaron out."
Li Shaoze turned around and looked: "Li...Jie?"
"Huh?" Li Jie turned his head and realized that Li Shaoze was talking to him: "Do you know me?"
Li Shaoze shook his head: "I don't know him."
"I know Jet Li." He muttered silently in his heart.
In fact, Jet Li almost blurted it out just now, but in the end he swallowed the word "lian".
Li Shaoze suddenly understood why Long Ma looked familiar. It turned out that these people were in the same group. But according to experience, often when two familiar people meet, nothing good will happen.
"Ajie, what's wrong with Xiaolong?" Although Longma was not very satisfied with his son's recent behavior, he still asked with eager concern. Li Jie was silent for a moment and then said: "Along Xun (piao) Feng (chang) was arrested."
