Rebirth: Uranus Superstar
Chapter 36 The Ordinary Singer
Chapter 36 The Ordinary Singer
The sky was foggy, colorfully illuminated by neon lights.
Han Sen walked straight forward and passed a dark alley. He paused, picked up his phone, and called back the number of the sender of the text message, but it was notified that the phone was turned off.
He was a little puzzled, but he would not recklessly use himself as a bait, so he walked straight towards the place with a wide road and a lot of people. When he was about to arrive at the apartment where he lived, he finally heard obvious footsteps.
"Han Sen?"
Someone behind him asked.
Han Sen had already turned his head, seeing seven or eight strong men quickly gathered around and looked at him, and saw some lonely passers-by seeing the situation, so they hurried away in fright.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally here."
Fat Boy Dong, the leader, stroked his shiny bald head, twisted his neck, his eyes showed a fierce look: "Our boss wants to treat you to a cup of morning tea, don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Han Sen looked at the surrounding environment. The street lights above his head seemed to be broken, flickering, adding a bit of horror atmosphere out of thin air; a night market food stall in the distance just set up his table, and the proprietress yelled at passers-by Pissing cow balls; a small truck rumbled slowly past without stopping; a grandma who was leading her granddaughter was just about to pass by, and when she saw this scene, she took her granddaughter to make a detour road.
Han Sen looked away and asked, "Who is your boss?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Fat Boy Dong grinned, and ordered his men to take out the sack and put it on Han Sen's head, "You'd better not resist and suffer less, or you will be knocked unconscious and resist walking away."
Han Sen smiled and stared at Fat Boy: "Brother, you've come a long way."
Fat Boy Dong and the others were taken aback.
Han Sen stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers to several people: "You guys go together."
"court death!"
After being provoked, someone was furious and rushed over with a loud shout, ready to hug Han Sen.
It looked like he wanted to have a shoulder throw.
Han Sen didn't panic at all, and swung the top of the umbrella in his hand with a thunderous force. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the umbrella pointed at the man's throat, but Han Sen seemed to avoid it, his wrist sank slightly, and the tip of the umbrella It was stabbed in the chest.
Before the man could react, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, screamed, and fell to the ground clutching the pain.
Everything happened between lightning and flint, and no one reacted.
Han Sen looked at the tip of the umbrella, then at the man who was lying on the ground in pain and couldn't stand up. He silently threw the umbrella on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and moved his feet quickly. interlaced movement.
Then, looking at the group of Fat Boy Dong and others who were almost dumbfounded, they stretched out their hands again and made a tick: "Silly, come together!"
The crowd was provoked and saw Han Sen throwing the umbrella on the ground, so they roared and stepped forward, ready to punch and kick.
In his previous life, Han Sen practiced martial arts since he was a child, such as Wing Chun, Xingyiquan, Tai Chi, etc. He learned miscellaneous things. Although he is not specialized, he has also developed good skills.
Later, he specialized in Jeet Kune Do, because Bruce Lee was popular all over the world at that time, and he had unparalleled influence both in North America and East Asia. Later, in order to act in a movie, he specially invited the top masters in the industry to train continuously for three months, and I took this opportunity to pass the Jeet Kune Do Level [-] certificate and have the qualification to practice.
In order to better understand and give full play to the advantages of Jeet Kune Do, Han Sen has read countless related materials, and has also entered many arenas offline, and competed with many Sanda masters. He has actual combat experience. Facing ordinary people, Han Sen said that one can beat ten.
This is not aimless, Jeet Kune Do can be said to be a combination of the strengths of various schools, and to use the physical instinct to drive the enemy. It is mainly based on actual combat, not to mention fatal moves, but every blow will definitely hit the vital point, making the enemy short Time to lose mobility.
Moreover, he practiced Cunjin since he was a child, which paved the way for him to become a master of Jeet Kune Do.
Seeing a group of people rushing up, Han Sen narrowed his eyes slightly, maintaining the transition between defense and offense, and quickly changed positions.
Finally, after the first Fatty Dong who rushed up, he suddenly raised his foot, kicked sideways, and kicked on Fatty Dong's knee, only heard a crisp click, and Soap Dong fell to the ground with a loud crash.
There is no fancy posture, except for the warm-up in the early stage, which is to raise your foot to give a fatal blow.
Fat Boy Dong fell down before he could yell out in misery. After two seconds of being dazed, he limped out of the battlefield like a lame old dog, gritting his teeth and dragging his painful right leg.
When the others came back to their senses, they were all startled, but they all rushed forward, how could they just retreat without saying goodbye.
Han Sen didn't let them leave either.
His hands were already itchy. This body was taller than in his previous life. Although his strength was slightly weaker, his reaction was faster.
Every morning exercise, I can't help swinging a few punches and whipping my legs a few times. The human sandbags I finally found today must fully enjoy the right to self-defense.
However, random punches can also kill the master. Although the seven or eight people in front of them looked unprofessional at all, everyone stepped forward to punch and kick, even the most experienced master would slip up sometimes.
But Han Sen reacted very quickly. In addition to constantly kicking the opponent's ankles and knees with his legs, he also targeted the genitals, abdomen, throat, and head.
Therefore, the hands will also go up together.
This is not insidious and despicable, it is the true meaning of Jeet Kune Do.
Even if he was as strong as Bruce Lee back then, he still punched at the part where the opponent lost his mobility the fastest.
Therefore, in the face of a large number of enemies, Han Sen didn't talk about humanitarianism.
He clenched his fists violently, his internal breathing sank sharply, and he greeted wherever he was fierce.
And every time he kicked or punched the target, he would give a short burst of shout: "Ah, hit!"
The move is no bells and whistles.
Instead, it can quickly compress the diaphragm, causing the abdominal cavity to suddenly expand. At the same time, it is intended that the energy of the pubic region directly reaches the face of the fist through the forearm, and then sprays out, allowing the force to penetrate the target instantly.
Although the current Han Sen is weaker due to lack of professional training, his speed is even faster.
But even so, Han Sen was kicked out of thin air and kicked in the chest. After taking three steps back, Han Sen looked at the man with deep eyes.
At this time, three people were already lying on the ground, and the other five people were also punched or kicked by Han Sen in the blink of an eye. At this time, they were grinning and covering the pain. They were all taken aback.
Han Sen looked at the person who kicked him, and suddenly smiled, showing his white teeth, and then rushed up, jumped up, turned his fist into an elbow, and hit the opponent's temple.
As the saying goes, the elbow is like a knife, and the force forms a triangle.
I would rather receive ten punches than an elbow.
It is conceivable that due to the hardness of the elbow and the small force area, the pressure is huge, and it can cause explosive damage during actual combat.
At this moment, the man who attacked Han Sen couldn't dodge, and was hit by an elbow on the temple. He felt that the world was dark for a moment, and he fell straight on his back and passed out.
Nearly died on the spot.
Everyone was stunned by this blow.
The fear in my heart cannot be increased.
Coupled with the flickering street lights above his head, Han Sen's handsome face reflected like a hell devil at this moment.
Fat Boy Dong had just stood up and regained his strength, but his knees were still in pain. Seeing this scene now, he felt his heart collapse.
"Is this a fucking regular singer?"
……
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(End of this chapter)
The sky was foggy, colorfully illuminated by neon lights.
Han Sen walked straight forward and passed a dark alley. He paused, picked up his phone, and called back the number of the sender of the text message, but it was notified that the phone was turned off.
He was a little puzzled, but he would not recklessly use himself as a bait, so he walked straight towards the place with a wide road and a lot of people. When he was about to arrive at the apartment where he lived, he finally heard obvious footsteps.
"Han Sen?"
Someone behind him asked.
Han Sen had already turned his head, seeing seven or eight strong men quickly gathered around and looked at him, and saw some lonely passers-by seeing the situation, so they hurried away in fright.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally here."
Fat Boy Dong, the leader, stroked his shiny bald head, twisted his neck, his eyes showed a fierce look: "Our boss wants to treat you to a cup of morning tea, don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Han Sen looked at the surrounding environment. The street lights above his head seemed to be broken, flickering, adding a bit of horror atmosphere out of thin air; a night market food stall in the distance just set up his table, and the proprietress yelled at passers-by Pissing cow balls; a small truck rumbled slowly past without stopping; a grandma who was leading her granddaughter was just about to pass by, and when she saw this scene, she took her granddaughter to make a detour road.
Han Sen looked away and asked, "Who is your boss?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Fat Boy Dong grinned, and ordered his men to take out the sack and put it on Han Sen's head, "You'd better not resist and suffer less, or you will be knocked unconscious and resist walking away."
Han Sen smiled and stared at Fat Boy: "Brother, you've come a long way."
Fat Boy Dong and the others were taken aback.
Han Sen stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers to several people: "You guys go together."
"court death!"
After being provoked, someone was furious and rushed over with a loud shout, ready to hug Han Sen.
It looked like he wanted to have a shoulder throw.
Han Sen didn't panic at all, and swung the top of the umbrella in his hand with a thunderous force. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the umbrella pointed at the man's throat, but Han Sen seemed to avoid it, his wrist sank slightly, and the tip of the umbrella It was stabbed in the chest.
Before the man could react, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, screamed, and fell to the ground clutching the pain.
Everything happened between lightning and flint, and no one reacted.
Han Sen looked at the tip of the umbrella, then at the man who was lying on the ground in pain and couldn't stand up. He silently threw the umbrella on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and moved his feet quickly. interlaced movement.
Then, looking at the group of Fat Boy Dong and others who were almost dumbfounded, they stretched out their hands again and made a tick: "Silly, come together!"
The crowd was provoked and saw Han Sen throwing the umbrella on the ground, so they roared and stepped forward, ready to punch and kick.
In his previous life, Han Sen practiced martial arts since he was a child, such as Wing Chun, Xingyiquan, Tai Chi, etc. He learned miscellaneous things. Although he is not specialized, he has also developed good skills.
Later, he specialized in Jeet Kune Do, because Bruce Lee was popular all over the world at that time, and he had unparalleled influence both in North America and East Asia. Later, in order to act in a movie, he specially invited the top masters in the industry to train continuously for three months, and I took this opportunity to pass the Jeet Kune Do Level [-] certificate and have the qualification to practice.
In order to better understand and give full play to the advantages of Jeet Kune Do, Han Sen has read countless related materials, and has also entered many arenas offline, and competed with many Sanda masters. He has actual combat experience. Facing ordinary people, Han Sen said that one can beat ten.
This is not aimless, Jeet Kune Do can be said to be a combination of the strengths of various schools, and to use the physical instinct to drive the enemy. It is mainly based on actual combat, not to mention fatal moves, but every blow will definitely hit the vital point, making the enemy short Time to lose mobility.
Moreover, he practiced Cunjin since he was a child, which paved the way for him to become a master of Jeet Kune Do.
Seeing a group of people rushing up, Han Sen narrowed his eyes slightly, maintaining the transition between defense and offense, and quickly changed positions.
Finally, after the first Fatty Dong who rushed up, he suddenly raised his foot, kicked sideways, and kicked on Fatty Dong's knee, only heard a crisp click, and Soap Dong fell to the ground with a loud crash.
There is no fancy posture, except for the warm-up in the early stage, which is to raise your foot to give a fatal blow.
Fat Boy Dong fell down before he could yell out in misery. After two seconds of being dazed, he limped out of the battlefield like a lame old dog, gritting his teeth and dragging his painful right leg.
When the others came back to their senses, they were all startled, but they all rushed forward, how could they just retreat without saying goodbye.
Han Sen didn't let them leave either.
His hands were already itchy. This body was taller than in his previous life. Although his strength was slightly weaker, his reaction was faster.
Every morning exercise, I can't help swinging a few punches and whipping my legs a few times. The human sandbags I finally found today must fully enjoy the right to self-defense.
However, random punches can also kill the master. Although the seven or eight people in front of them looked unprofessional at all, everyone stepped forward to punch and kick, even the most experienced master would slip up sometimes.
But Han Sen reacted very quickly. In addition to constantly kicking the opponent's ankles and knees with his legs, he also targeted the genitals, abdomen, throat, and head.
Therefore, the hands will also go up together.
This is not insidious and despicable, it is the true meaning of Jeet Kune Do.
Even if he was as strong as Bruce Lee back then, he still punched at the part where the opponent lost his mobility the fastest.
Therefore, in the face of a large number of enemies, Han Sen didn't talk about humanitarianism.
He clenched his fists violently, his internal breathing sank sharply, and he greeted wherever he was fierce.
And every time he kicked or punched the target, he would give a short burst of shout: "Ah, hit!"
The move is no bells and whistles.
Instead, it can quickly compress the diaphragm, causing the abdominal cavity to suddenly expand. At the same time, it is intended that the energy of the pubic region directly reaches the face of the fist through the forearm, and then sprays out, allowing the force to penetrate the target instantly.
Although the current Han Sen is weaker due to lack of professional training, his speed is even faster.
But even so, Han Sen was kicked out of thin air and kicked in the chest. After taking three steps back, Han Sen looked at the man with deep eyes.
At this time, three people were already lying on the ground, and the other five people were also punched or kicked by Han Sen in the blink of an eye. At this time, they were grinning and covering the pain. They were all taken aback.
Han Sen looked at the person who kicked him, and suddenly smiled, showing his white teeth, and then rushed up, jumped up, turned his fist into an elbow, and hit the opponent's temple.
As the saying goes, the elbow is like a knife, and the force forms a triangle.
I would rather receive ten punches than an elbow.
It is conceivable that due to the hardness of the elbow and the small force area, the pressure is huge, and it can cause explosive damage during actual combat.
At this moment, the man who attacked Han Sen couldn't dodge, and was hit by an elbow on the temple. He felt that the world was dark for a moment, and he fell straight on his back and passed out.
Nearly died on the spot.
Everyone was stunned by this blow.
The fear in my heart cannot be increased.
Coupled with the flickering street lights above his head, Han Sen's handsome face reflected like a hell devil at this moment.
Fat Boy Dong had just stood up and regained his strength, but his knees were still in pain. Seeing this scene now, he felt his heart collapse.
"Is this a fucking regular singer?"
……
Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommendation ticket!Continue to write the next chapter
(End of this chapter)
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