The taxi stopped in front of a luxurious and spacious thirty-six-story building.
The afterglow of the setting sun hits the glass on the wall, reflecting a charming halo.
You can hear faint cheers coming from inside, and every floor is in full swing.
Yang Lin raised his head and looked at it, and suddenly smiled: "It's very popular. How many students are taught in this building every day."
"Very rich too." Cao Jingjing added.
She said quietly: "The monthly membership fee here is 50,000 yuan, and if you sign up for the advanced class, it costs 200,000 yuan.
The last time I wanted to come here to learn boxing, I was shocked when I asked about the price, so I found a Sanda class to practice. "
"I've never thought about finding a traditional martial arts class to learn. With your frame, it's not impossible to practice boxing."
Yang Lin understood Cao Jingjing's idea as soon as he heard it. You said, if you want to learn boxing, it is divided into beginner and advanced classes. Everyone wants to go to the advanced class.
The advanced class here is not an upgrade, but a different coach, which is a VIP membership class.
Presumably the counseling available is different.
Cao Jingjing is just a student. Not only can she not afford 200,000 yuan, even 50,000 yuan is enough.
Because Lao Cao was just a captain of the police station some time ago, and his salary was not enough to provide his children with such a luxurious study.
If you are talking about buying a house or a car, you can indeed afford the money if you bite the bullet.
However, it is really not appropriate to learn Taekwondo because it costs so much.
However, if you don’t learn from him, naturally many people with money and leisure will follow him.
Seeing how popular this place is, presumably, children from wealthy families in the city, as well as businessmen who are not short of money, will come here to practice a few skills.
They don't expect to be able to defeat anyone, even if it means strengthening their bodies and cultivating their bodies, they are willing to do so.
"Our domestic martial arts has declined. I didn't expect that foreign martial arts have developed to this point. It's really exciting both inside and outside the wall. It's so enviable."
"Let's go and see it."
Yang Lin said something with a pun, and Cao Jingjing was also afraid that the world would not be in chaos and followed him, her big eyes were full of sparkling light.
She roughly guessed what this unfathomable policeman wanted to do.
As soon as the two of them reached the steps, they heard a soft cry from beside them.
"Hey, isn't this the brave policeman? Last time you captured and killed three international killers by yourself, you must be very skilled.
Come to learn Taekwondo? Do you still need to learn this? "
The person speaking was a woman with a microphone in her hand, wearing a professional suit, with long hair shawl and a lean and beautiful appearance.
At first glance, she looks like a strong woman.
However, this is not a female boss, but a reporter.
Last time, Yang Lin saw her in Tianxing Lake Villa Area.
He is a character who wants to make big news.
I heard that the family background is unfathomable.
Every time there was any big news in the police force, she would rush to the scene immediately and collect first-hand information.
Moreover, this woman is qualified to discuss with the deputy police chief Cao Yi how to interview and how to speak...
From here, you can also see the energy of the other party.
Otherwise, with Cao Yi's rude temper, he would have yelled at her to get out of here.
How can it be so difficult to do?
Hearing the hint of amusement in her words, Yang Lin shook his head and didn't care.
Xia Chong was so indifferent that he couldn't understand anything he said to her.
"You guessed it right, I really didn't come here to learn boxing. You will know the purpose later. Reporter Zhu came here today, but found good news?"
Zhu Jia looked at Yang Lin suspiciously, but still couldn't guess what he was doing here. Could it be that there were some criminals here, so he said cautiously: "It's not big news. Today is the Asian Taekwondo Federation, internal ranking competition, at 7 p.m. Start beating.
It is a rare event for the fight circle, and our TV station is just going through the motions. "
"Oh, there's this thing? Then it's even more important to join in the fun."
Yang Lin suddenly laughed.
Cao Jingjing also laughed.
Several people were talking and laughing, and walked towards the hall, followed by several camera lights.
Reporter Zhu always travels in a grand style, which is standard.
"welcome."
As soon as I stepped into the hall, I saw that the vast venue was filled with students wearing white Taoist uniforms and humming loudly.
There were also some men and women who looked like coaches pointing fingers.
It seems that they are judging who plays well and whose movements are not up to standard.
Yang Lin glanced at it, and before the other reception lady could say some clichés, he said directly: "I'm here to play."
"What……"
The lady in the lobby looked back helplessly, and a gentle young man with glasses walked over to the front desk and said with a smile: "Sir, maybe you don't know where this place is, but what we teach at the Korean Taekwondo Gym is real.
There are also one-on-one tutoring from black belt coaches, and there are many experts sitting in charge..."
Yang Lin didn't seem to hear it. He just looked at the Korean Yin Yang Tai Chi national flag and the five-star red flag hanging side by side on the wall, and was slightly stunned.
This Taigeuk flag has been hung high on Chinese soil.
The glasses manager continued: "If you come to learn boxing, we welcome you.
If you are playing in a gym, not everyone is qualified, so you should think twice before doing so..."
Yang Lin suddenly laughed, I forgot, you really can't understand our Chinese. After all, it's not a traditional martial arts school, it's an open door for business. If you can dodge, just dodge.
I know! Well, if you introduce a coach who can beat me, I will learn from him.
You can't win. I'm sorry. Did that reporter see it? From the city TV station... she will report a big news for you, saying that Taekwondo is just a show-off, similar to broadcast gymnastics. "
When the glasses manager heard this, his face darkened.
Suddenly I didn't know what to say.
Zhu Jia and a few people were walking towards the elevator. When they heard this, they suddenly turned back with disbelief on their faces, "Are you serious, you want to drag me into this?
You want the people in the city to see your bruised nose and face, right? By the way, you are a policeman. Are you not afraid of violating discipline when you come here to cause trouble? "
“What’s wrong with the police? The police also have to have hobbies. Look at what I’m wearing.
It's time to get off work now. Let's practice martial arts. I haven't broken any rules. "
Yang Lin chuckled and turned around: "Jingjing, tell me, if I hit someone, would they call the police? Haha..."
Cao Jingjing also joked: "Call the police to arrest someone? As long as you don't break the law, no policeman in this city dares to arrest you, the leader of the third serious case team, not even my dad."
"That's it. Reporter Zhu, please, the big news you want is here."
"real or fake?"
Zhu Jia followed behind him dubiously, making a gesture, and several cameras followed him.
Anyway, the internal black belt rating competition hasn't started yet, and I don't care about wasting this little time.
The young manager with glasses seemed to be well-educated. He still had a smile on his face. He walked to the side and said hello, and a young man in his thirties wearing a red belt came over.
“This is Park Jung-young, a red belt coach, and he is in charge of the teachers on the first floor.
Look, this gentleman, is he qualified to teach you? "
Yang Lin shook his head, "You don't even have a black belt. You look down on me. Punch me twice and don't hold back."
Fight here. As long as you defeat me, it will prove that you still have some ability and can open a gym to teach apprentices.
Otherwise, you will close your doors starting today. "
This is serious.
Not only does he despise his opponents extremely, but he also goes to the extent of cutting off people's money.
The bespectacled young man's expression suddenly changed, and he made a vague gesture.
Park Zhengying, the red belt, bowed forward, walked to the middle of the hall, and asked, "Is it right here?"
When they heard someone making trouble, a crowd of people gathered around them. The students stopped practicing and turned to look over.
Yang Lin smiled and said, "I'm free. Attack when you're ready. Taekwondo's kicking skills are probably better. It's hard for you to ask you to punch. Just kick."
"good."
Anger flashed in Pu Zhengying's eyes, he took a step forward, swept his legs sideways, and came towards Yang Lin's head with a roar.
This leg was broken by the wind, and the trouser legs were caught in the strong wind and whined, which made Zhu Jiadu's expression tighten.
Cao Jingjing looked on the side looking like she was watching a good show.
Only she knew how bad-tempered and powerful this guy who shamelessly asked her to call him uncle was.
Attacking with your legs raised like this is a complete meal.
Sure enough, Pu Zhengying's leg had just kicked Yang Lin's ear. Before the people around him could even express their exclamations, they saw a hand waiting there slowly.
There was no other movement, just a slight push up.
Click...
Park Zhengying's hip bones made a sound, and he fell to the ground.
The two legs were spread out in a straight line and could no longer be closed together, but they were dislocated.
He kicked horizontally with great force, but didn't know how to retain his strength.
Being pushed vertically by Yang Lin, the sweeping force was forcibly turned into an upward force.
The muscles and bones of the legs cannot be adjusted properly, and the tendons and bones are strained all of a sudden.
He yelled in pain and lay on the ground holding his crotch, sweating profusely.
"Shh..."
There were sounds of disappointment from all around.
There were also some people who were very dissatisfied and booed.
Zhu Jia was stunned.
"That's it?"
The bespectacled young man's eyes were panicked, and he thought that this was a big trouble. Two drops of sweat quietly fell from his temples.
Yang Lin stood there without moving. He just raised his hand and seemed to touch his hair, with the same astonishment on his face.
"At this level, you are also the head coach of this floor? What are you learning? Are you learning to dance, haha..."
He fell forward and backward laughing, and finally stopped laughing.
"If the Taekwondo gym only has coaches of this level, I have to tell you seriously that this money has been wasted and you have been cheated.
What age are we in, and we still have to pay IQ tax, tsk tsk..."
"Sir, our president invites you to go up. There are stronger black belt instructors there who can challenge you."
The bespectacled young man made a hasty phone call.
He quickly ran over again and looked at Zhu Jia pleadingly.
Of course he also recognized this beautiful reporter who appeared on TV every night.
At this time, he didn't think about anything else but hoped that the previous conversation would never be broadcast.
Otherwise, the reputation of Taekwondo will be completely ruined.
Of course, if you want to restore your reputation, you have to defeat the troublemaker in front of you.
This person doesn't look very powerful. Why did Park Zhengying fall down after just kicking him? It's really useless.
"No need, isn't there a boxing ring here on the first floor? There just happen to be a lot of people and there are people witnessing it.
Let you guys take a look, do you have any strong opponents? Are you qualified enough to open such a large scene? "
There was a sneer at the corner of Yang Lin's mouth.
If you want to resolve it privately behind closed doors, there is no way.
The main purpose of coming here today is to slap him in the face.
If the reputation and prestige of Taekwondo were not suppressed, he would feel really unhappy in his heart.
Why is Taekwondo so prosperous while Chinese martial arts is in such decline?
The only martial art that can be fought has a reputation of only killing enemies without performing.
People say that this is a fig leaf, which means that if you are good at killing enemies, you are not good at performing or in the ring.
You said you can fight, aren't you talking about yourself?
It's like people quarreling in the market, two people are shirtless and roaring, if they have the ability to fight with me, bring a knife, whoever gives in will be the grandson.
That's what it means.
You are always involved in killing the enemy, and you are always gouging your eyes to catch chickens. You are bullying others because their boxing type does not have such a desperate method.
If you are not a life and death enemy, who will risk your life?
If you want to say that you are good at killing enemies, then be good at it... kill a few more and go for the guns.
Anyway, we performed well and fought well, and the whole world was watching.
He doesn't care whether he is good at killing enemies or not. Who doesn't know how to brag?
Therefore, later on, the more someone boasted about killing enemies, the more people despised him.
The most powerful thing about killing people is guns and cannons, okay?
Are you talking about boxing?
…
Soon, a group of people descended into the lobby on the first floor.
He has more than twenty black belts, ranging from 1st to 6th degree.
There are also some high-level VIP customers who look potbellied at first glance, or are voluptuous and beautiful.
When these people come to the first floor, they don’t gather together...
Instead, someone came forward to serve and served red wine and fruits in preparation for watching a play.
A very powerful woman, about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, wearing a short black suit, stepped forward, swept her sword eyebrows, and asked: "Who wants to kick the gym?"
The young man with glasses ran up quickly and lowered his head to report: "President Li..."
This man is very eloquent and can explain things clearly in a few words.
President Li's expression brightened slightly, and he glanced at Zhu Jia, who was carrying a camera and seemed to have nothing to do with him. His face twitched, and he asked Yang Lin with a smile: "I, Li Wanji, am the president of this guild hall. I don't know, this person What’s your name, sir?”
Originally, he was just a troublemaker, so it wasn't a big deal and he could just send someone to get rid of him.
However, she heard that people from the city TV station were also there and filmed embarrassing scenes in the boxing gym. This matter was not easy to handle.
If you don't knock the opponent down, you won't be able to get through this trip no matter what today.
"I am Yang Lin, you don't need to worry about my identity, just think of me as a Chinese martial arts enthusiast.
I heard that your Taekwondo is very famous now. I have practiced martial arts a few times, so I came to see how powerful your kicking skills are in a foreign country?
If you teach so many disciples, will you mislead them? "
As soon as these words came out, Li Wanji's expression changed.
She immediately understood that she could not be kind today.
Because the other party pitted Chinese martial arts and Taekwondo against each other.
To put it bluntly, this is a martial arts dispute between the two countries.
Even if it was, as he said, a challenge from a lover, the gym couldn't admit defeat if forced into this.
Otherwise, unless this place is closed for business, the Taekwondo gym will not be able to open in City C.
"Tell me, which boxing gym do you represent and who paid you to come and cause trouble? I'll pay double."
Li Wanji was sharp-tongued and immediately turned the tide to the topic of malicious commercial competition.
Faced with such a challenger, in front of the TV station, and in front of so many students, she really didn't dare to call the police or refuse to fight.
Fighting for the upper hand verbally is just for the sake of appearance...
In fact, you still have to fight.
This time, even if Yang Lin didn't fight, she wouldn't agree.
"Li Feng, go up and show no mercy. Just don't kill him. We can still afford the medical expenses."
Li Wanji narrowed her eyes and looked at Yang Lin with a sharp gaze for a while, then turned around and whispered instructions.
Li Feng came out, twisted his neck, twisted his hands a few times, and twisted his ankles on tiptoes.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he grinned: "Mr. Yang, do you want to prepare protective gear?"
He is a fourth-degree black belt and a retired first-level coach of the professional team.
