I have a two world clock

Chapter 70
In the circle of martial arts, Li Haichuan has always been known for his eyes higher than his head. There are not many people in the circle of martial arts who can make him look differently.

But he is really capable, as long as anyone who doesn't like him and wants to join hands with him, he is absolutely unambiguous, and he can convince the opponent's heart with three moves or two.

In street violence, especially in private battles, the outcome is very fast, and within a few breaths, two people can decide the winner.

Usually this side: "Go!"

Over there: "Crack! Ah——!"

Either: "Crack! Ah!"

In the blink of an eye, one party came in vertically and went out horizontally.

It's not like a group arena match in a sports competition, where the winner is judged by the number of points, which completely makes the game a joke.

In real street violence, you don’t raise your hands without mercy, and you don’t show mercy when you raise your hands. It looks for the opponent’s weakness and strikes. Eye-plugging, crotch kicking, spitting, scratching, scratching and other means can be used, and life and death can be separated in an instant.

It was normal for Li Haichuan to beat someone to death in the martial arts competition. If he didn't kill someone, the other party would kill him. No one would have the thought of showing mercy.

Unarmed competitions are far more dangerous than weapon competitions. Since ancient times, there have been many casualties in unarmed martial arts competitions. On the contrary, in weapon competitions, there are very few deaths.

Regarding this point, there are records and data available in reality. In the martial arts conference held in Jinling in the past, the most casualties were unarmed competitions. On the contrary, only a few people were slightly injured in the equipment competition.

Since Li Haichuan beat people to death with his bare hands, he has reduced the number of times he fights people with his bare hands. If you really want to compete with him, well, let's use the weapon.

For ancient martial arts enthusiasts in modern society, there are many practicing routines, but not many practice equipment, and there are very few people who can apply equipment to actual combat.

After Li Haichuan raised this condition, he rejected many inexplicable challenges.

Many people think that the ancient martial arts successors in reality are useless and cannot be used in actual combat. In fact, it is absurd. There are many martial artists who compete in private.Just not known.

Even if he was beaten to death by the opponent in the competition, he died quietly, but he died well, showing himself for martial arts.

Li Haichuan, as a wolf who has killed people and seen blood, naturally looks down on ordinary warriors.

He is very curious, and has always had a great desire to explore new things. He has tried live broadcasting, online shopping, and all modern and intelligent things, and he can adapt quickly.

He has never been behind the times.

He has also paid attention to the recent quarrelsome martial arts and counterfeiting incidents on the Internet.

Some of the retired professional fighters, having too much time to spare, challenged the famous martial arts masters live, and beat out those famous martial arts masters one by one.

The videos of these so-called masters of Chuanwu fighting each other with Wang Baquan disappointed countless viewers who were in awe and curiosity about Chuanwu.

This incident had an extremely bad impact on the circle of martial arts, and some of the so-called masters who were blown up were all in danger, fearing that one day these people would hit them on the head.

Many martial arts apprentices who have already apprenticed to the teacher began to question the teacher's strength, and became suspicious of the martial arts that the teacher boasted about.

For a moment, Master Chuanwu, everyone shouted and beat him.

Under such circumstances, someone encouraged Li Haichuan to come forward, let Li Haichuan stand out, and give these challengers some color.

After all, Li Haichuan was notorious, and many martial arts masters who beat him back then were disgraced, and the hatred is still hard to get rid of.

Just let this ruthless person come forward, hard stubble against hard stubble, winning the fight will justify Chuanwu's name, and losing the fight can be regarded as removing a scourge for the Chuanwu world.

But who is Li Haichuan?

He's just grumpy, and he's not stupid at all. He doesn't like the group of trash who live broadcast the martial arts and fight against fakes, but what he despises even more are the fake masters in the martial arts circle.

These online celebrity athletes have played a certain role in purifying the martial arts circle, and Li Haichuan is happy to see it succeed.

Besides, there is also Li Chengzu, an old man who has experienced countless turmoil. He knows the tricks of these people at a glance, and he will not let Li Haichuan get involved in this matter.

It's just that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Li Haichuan never thought that this group of guys who broadcast live broadcast martial arts to fight fakes would hit him on the head.

Hey, I have a bad temper!
Looking at Mao Shengliang standing in front of the live broadcast camera, Li Haichuan was furious: "What are you? You deserve to challenge me? What qualifications do you have?"

He scolded Mao Shengliang, and his thoughts turned sharply: "Who in the world encouraged him to challenge me?"

Logically speaking, Li Haichuan is now the owner of a clinic, he has long since stopped hanging out in the world of martial arts, and has never publicized his identity as a descendant of ancient martial arts.

This group of guys who crack down on fake live broadcasts shouldn't hit themselves anyway, unless someone behind them deliberately pushes them.

He also thought of how many friends in the government had inquired about the power of his family's ancient martial arts in a few days, combined with what Li Mu told him before, the one who protected the richest man Luo Zhendong in Wencheng and injured Tie Guangcheng Things, I already have a few guesses in my heart.

At the same time, Li Mu had already figured out what was going on. The father and son looked at each other, and at the same time a thought came to mind: "There must be a shadow of the government behind this!"

Ever since Li Mu showed such a skill in Luo Zhendong's house, he will naturally be missed by those who care about him. When an ordinary person has a force value far exceeding that of ordinary people, the first thing to be alarmed must be the government.

I believe that during this period of time, the relevant departments have been investigating the details of the Li family in Taocheng. Li Haichuan's life and Li Mu's experience from childhood to adulthood should have been compiled into a book and placed in front of some people.

Today, the host Mao Shengliang came to Li's Clinic to challenge Li Haichuan. I believe this should be caused by some people behind the scenes, and it should be to try Li Haichuan's skills.

"Hey, why do you talk like that?"

Standing in front of the gate of the clinic, Mao Shengliang heard Li Haichuan's ugly words, and couldn't help but angrily said: "You are Li Haichuan? It's fine if you don't want to compete in martial arts, what kind of airs are you putting on?"

Li Haichuan didn't bother to pay attention to this person, and said to the old grandson of Mengang: "Throw this grandson out! Our clinic only accepts patients, not this group of trash!"

Li Haichuan's clinic is said to be a clinic, but its scale is not much smaller than that of a small hospital.

There are two small six-story buildings, one is an inpatient building and the other is a comprehensive building, both of which require a lot of staff.

It takes [-] to [-] people to make the plaster alone, and there are also departments such as pharmacy, warehouse, and instrument room.

With so much equipment and space, security personnel are naturally indispensable. Lao Sun only guards the gate, but besides Lao Sun, there are many security personnel.

After hearing Li Haichuan's words, Lao Sun waved his hand, and seven or eight strong security guards stood up.

Holding shields and rubber sticks in their hands, they began to rush people forward: "Go, go, you live broadcast live, what kind of trouble come to the hospital! Who will be responsible for delaying the treatment of patients?"

These security guards were all carefully selected by Li Haichuan. They are all men near Erlang Village. Legal awareness is far beyond ordinary people.

At this time, seven or eight people stood in a row, forming a row of human walls, half a head taller than Mao Shengliang, and the oppression produced can be imagined.

The dozen or so live broadcasters at the scene were all taken aback, and couldn't help backing up under the push of the shield: "Hey, what are you doing? The security guard at the clinic beat someone!"

"I want to report you!"

"It's outrageous! It's really outrageous! In a small clinic, the security guard is so rude!"

"I must expose you!"

A group of people were clamoring and full of righteous indignation, but under the pressure of several security guards, they retreated obediently.

Even Mao Shengliang was a little timid and retreated with the crowd.

One of the security guards held a rubber stick and looked down at Mao Shengliang: "Hey, Sun Zai!"

The security guard was more than 1.9 meters tall, with a square black face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and hooked his fingers at Mao Shengliang: "Don't you want to fight? Come, grandpa will make gestures with you!"

He suddenly spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at Mao Shengliang: "Bah! Are you worthy of fighting with President Li?"

This mouthful of phlegm was spit out unexpectedly, and it was spitting on Mao Shengliang's forehead. Mao Shengliang reached out and touched it, and it was sticky. Oh, don't mention this disgusting feeling.

At the moment when the fire hit the beam door, he couldn't care about anything else, and rushed towards the security guard with a loud voice.

The spitting security guard laughed loudly, and said to the security guards around him, "Don't do anything, let me play alone!"

He tore off the jacket of the security uniform, threw away the hat, and rushed forward. When he was about to meet Mao Shengliang, he squatted down suddenly, stretched his hands forward, and grabbed Mao Shengliang's legs. By the way.

Boom!
Mao Shengliang was thrown to the ground on the spot, making a loud noise, and the ground seemed to shake a bit.

At this moment, Mao Shengliang fell to the back of his head and fell into a coma on the spot.

"Oh my god, don't you die?"

The security guard straightened up, looked at Mao Shengliang who was lying on the ground on his back, and said with a dazed expression, "How dare you challenge our Boss Li?"

He squatted beside Mao Shengliang in a panic, muttering to himself: "Don't be in trouble! Amitabha, Infinite Heavenly God, Virgin Mary, you must be in nothing!"

He rolled Mao Shengliang's eyelids, and slapped Mao Shengliang's face several times, and then saw Mao Shengliang sitting up with a dazed expression while coughing, looking like he didn't know where he was place.

"Oh my god, I'm finally alive!"

The black-faced security guard breathed a sigh of relief, and put his hands together: "Brother, brother, it's my fault, I shouldn't have shot you. Don't die. If you die, my life will be over! My family is poor. , but I can’t afford to pay so much money!”

He stood up tremblingly, glanced at everyone, and looked for help: "Everyone saw it! Everyone saw it! We fought fairly, and it was he who took the initiative to attack me! Everyone must testify for me what!"

The place was quiet.

In a tall building not far away, a middle-aged man standing at the window slowly put down the binoculars in his hand and sighed: "Why is this Mao Shengliang such a waste?"

He turned around and looked at the men and women behind him: "Okay, it seems that people have figured out what's going on, so let's stop hiding and go down and meet them."

(End of this chapter)