The Infinite Heavens Run Away

Chapter 5 1.5 Exploring Martial Arts
Chapter 1 I work as an agent for the American Empire
1.5 Exploring cases and practicing martial arts

For two whole months, Deng Feng had been living in anxiety, not fear, but uneasiness about the unknown. However, this did not reduce his enthusiasm for learning. On the contrary, he studied harder, so much so that even the Johnson family Start to persuade him to rest.

"Hey, Jonathan, you have to learn to rest. I remember there is a saying in China that people who can rest will work. Your English has improved very much, and I can see that your brain is really good, at least, Regardless of your English proficiency or your IQ, you will have no problem coping with the courses at San Antonio Private High School. In this case, there is no need for you to work so hard." On this day, Johnson, who rarely rested at home all day, really couldn't stand Deng. With Feng's strength, he kindly persuaded him.

"Thank you, Mr. Johnson. But I'm fine. You see, I'm mentally and physically fine. I feel like I can overturn a cow." There were some things that Deng Feng really couldn't explain, so he had no choice but to say Tell clichés.

"No, Jonathan, your face is indeed very good, even too good, but your eye circles are completely comparable to that lovely national treasure of China. You need to rest, at least, take a nap first, and then go out to relax, even if Just shopping." Johnson looked at him seriously.

"Mr. Johnson, I run every morning and I'm in good shape."

"But your spirit is extremely bad, and it will kill you. I know that you Chinese people attach great importance to education, but this should not be at the cost of life. Moreover, it is only a few days before the start of school, and you don't want to use Are you going to face your new classmates like this?"

Deng Feng was silent for a moment and finally raised his head, "Thank you, Mr. Johnson, I understand."

"OK, take a hot bath first, and then have a good sleep. If you have any questions, we'll talk about it when you wake up." Johnson comforted him with a smile.

After the hot bath, Deng Feng's complexion obviously improved a lot.Then he entered the bedroom without hesitation, threw himself on the bed, and soon went to talk about life and ideals with Duke Zhou's daughter.

After a good night's sleep, when Deng Feng opened his eyes again, the sunlight had already entered the bedroom from the west very closely.Deng Feng looked at the quartz clock on the wall in a daze, and found that it was past four o'clock in the afternoon.

After briefly cleaning up his personal hygiene, Johnson was reading a newspaper when he walked into the living room.

"Well, your condition looks much better. I didn't ask anyone to wake you up at noon. Rest is more important to you than lunch." Johnson looked him up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mr. Johnson, I'm going to go shopping in Chinatown. To be honest, I have been here for more than three months and have been taking classes in Chinatown for nearly three months, but I have never been there yet."

Johnson showed a satisfied smile, "You should have done this a long time ago. Go shopping. If you are hungry, there is still some food in the kitchen."

"No, let's have dinner together." Deng Feng turned and walked out of the villa.

Chinatown.

Deng Feng wandered aimlessly along the street.The whole street is full of bilingual signboards in both Chinese and English, but the Chinese is traditional, and many signboards are still vertical.Most of the stores are Chinese restaurants, grocery stores, laundry rooms, etc., but the grades are different. There are small stalls with just a "breakfast" sign, two or three tables, and family dining, and there are also three-story decorations. A luxurious restaurant.

In addition to Chinese people, there are also many Europeans and Americans on the street. After all, the fees here are lower. No matter which country you are in, the majority are poor, and they value price very much.

"Ok?"

When Deng Feng had walked through half of Chinatown, he suddenly heard a chaotic shouting in front of him, as if a group of people were engaged in some activity.

His eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered one of China's national quintessences - Chinese Kung Fu.

Although most of the traditional martial arts schools and gyms are fake, this is China. There are many people in the country, and the scope for deception is much wider.As long as a martial arts school has a good reputation, the owner will basically just lie down and count the money.Many fake and shoddy products don't even have the basics, they can be faked and boasted. Many families send their children to it, only to find out after a year or two that their children have learned nothing and spent a lot of money.

But it doesn’t matter, even if the brand is ruined here, you can still dare to call yourself “Master” in another place, forge a few banners and plaques, advertise on local TV stations for a period of time, and put on a few cool but basically useless performances. Maybe I can fool a few more people and continue to make a lot of money.

Abroad it is completely different.Although Bruce Lee became famous after Bruce Lee, in essence it just put a "label" on the Chinese people, and ordinary people may not have time to pay attention to it.Moreover, European and American people are much more utilitarian than Chinese people, and they usually speak and do things much more simply and directly than Chinese people.I want to learn martial arts. How are your skills?What, you can’t even beat me, then why don’t you open a shitty martial arts gym, get out of here!
If you open a martial arts gym in a foreign country, if you don’t have actual skills, you will probably be overthrown by a tall and burly white man soon. The situation of "fisting is afraid of the young" and "killing the master with random punches" is not alarmist.

Chinatown is the area where martial arts schools are concentrated.This Chinatown is not too big, but there is a martial arts school.

Deng Feng had heard about it a long time ago, but he had never thought much about it before.However, among the children who grew up in China, how many of them still don’t have the dream of being a “hero”?Of course, beauties are naturally "chivalrous" women, not romantic ones, ahem——

"Free America, gunfights every day", originally Deng Feng didn't care. His long-term living habits in China made him completely forget that criminals also have guns. The four words "guns and explosions" mean major cases. Entering the United States The wealthy area where the emperor and empress have always lived, the law and order here is also very good.

I am now in a country where all kinds of guns are everywhere. If you were more ruthless and realistic, you might have bought back something even more disharmonious.For example, there was news a few years ago about a man driving a tank to work, causing local panic.

The incident two months ago stimulated him a lot, and it reminded him for the first time that this is the United States, not only the issue of guns, but also the issue of gun use management.Everyone in this land may be a fierce man who goes into the mountains to risk his life at every turn.

Especially the face of young Shane West is extremely painful. No matter which film and television version it is, the gun battles with the American Empire are not just a few small water pipes. The robbers directly use military firearms and have sufficient ammunition. , morale is high, and the police can easily be overwhelmed.

Not to mention TV reporters. One example that often appears in European and American footage is that the robbers opened fire wildly to cover their retreat. The ammunition flew randomly, causing one of the staff members to be injured. When he appeared in the camera, he was struggling and howling on the ground.

It's okay if Deng Feng doesn't meet him. Once he does, who knows whether he will be "lived randomly and died randomly". Maybe a stray bullet flying around will make him wonder if he still has a chance to travel through time.

So Deng Feng studied hard, hoping to have a higher status and be safer in the future. At this time, he also remembered one thing, "You need to be tough to make iron." Simple school study is obviously not enough, no matter how high the status is, it will not be enough. I'm sure you won't encounter any bad luck.

It was obvious that now, when he was only 12 years old, it was a good time to start practicing martial arts.

Walking a few steps, soon, a facade with an obvious Chinese decoration style appeared in front of him, but when he saw the plaque at the door and an old man sitting on a recliner in the martial arts gym, his expression changed from excitement to weirdness.

"Mojia Boxing Gym", this is the signboard.

As for the old man in the store, he has gray hair, a gray beard, a face that does not match the color of his beard and hair, and does not look old. He wears a white Chinese-style sweatshirt with buttons, a folding fan on his chest, white pants, and mille-layer bottoms. The cloth shoes look like a gentleman, but with the face of a charterer, Deng Feng's only feeling is that he is against harmony.

Maybe Deng Feng stood at the door for a long time, so the old man inevitably glanced at him. Soon, his color became brighter and brighter, and then he suddenly stood up, but his movement made Deng Feng shrink his eyes.

The old man didn't see any big movements. He just straightened his legs. The body that was originally slumped on the recliner didn't bend at all. He just stood up straight. The folding fan that was originally placed on his chest had already been in his hand. Then, I didn't see him doing anything, but he seemed to be in front of Deng Feng from the store in an instant. At the same time, the folding fan in his hand opened with a "swish" sound, and the four words "Chinese Kung Fu" were directly in front of his eyes.

"Knowing astronomy from the top, geography from the bottom, the Five Elements and Bagua, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, knowing everything, knowing everything, a branch of Hongquan of Laofu Nan School, the sixth generation successor of Mojiaquan No. 40 - Mo Youqian, little guy, I see that you have wonderful bones and high aptitude, so why not learn Kung Fu from me? In the future, even if you cannot dominate the world, you will definitely be able to sweep through thousands of armies." "He——Tui, damn old man, you old liar is scaring the children again, You say that to every young man who passes by your door." The proprietress of the breakfast shop next to her yelled in a disdainful tone.

His superior demeanor was instantly broken. Mo Youqian turned his head angrily, but his expression returned to a smile the moment he turned away, "Old lady Sun, at such a young age, don't speak so angry, you know, anger will hurt your lungs!"

"Bah!" Mrs. Sun didn't even bother to say anything to him, and turned around to continue her work.

But the old man regained his superior demeanor again, "How about it, young man, Huaxia Kung Fu, Bruce Lee, do you want to fight ten!"

Deng Feng's expression was a bit strange, "Senior, if I need to reach your level, how long will it take?"

Mo Youqian still had a superior expression, but his tone was a bit frivolous, "You have to hold on for at least 20 years, how about that!"

Deng Feng chuckled, "What if we cooperate with the medicinal bath?"

Mo Youqian's expression changed, "It seems you know a lot. It's very expensive, and the effect depends on the person, qualifications, and sometimes a little luck. What do you think? Want to try it?"

"What do you mean, do you know me?"

"I saw it in the newspaper. You were very famous for a while."

"Then what do you think of my qualifications?"

"Then you have to try to know."

"How much money, it can't be free, right?"

"$600 a month, basic. If you need other conditions, the price will be calculated separately."

"When does it begin?"

"Now."

"Um, don't you need to choose the morning, or match the first ray of purple energy from the sun?"

"Have you read too many novels? How do you know things that I don't even know?"

"Uh, hehehe. Then I'll go back first."

"What, you don't want to start?"

"I haven't eaten for a day. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

In this way, Deng Feng began his martial arts career. Well, it should be true.

The next morning, Mo’s boxing gym.

Mo's boxing gym is not small, with a small facade. The whole room is hung with photos of Mo Youqian and some celebrities, such as Little Bill who likes to have sex in the office, Little Bill's ex Lao Shuzong, who likes to bite people's ears. The Black Boxer King, etc., have all taken photos with Mo Youqian. Of course, they are definitely not the direct and unabashed PS stuff in the original work. The photos are authentic at first glance, and some of them even have autographs.

Of course, it is impossible for students to practice boxing in the facade. The training ground is in the backyard. When you come out of the back door of the facade, there is an alley less than five meters behind. Across the alley is a gate facing the back door. Once you enter, you will find the training ground. You will be satisfied if you are full of fights. It is 60 meters long and 40 meters wide, surrounded by a courtyard wall more than two meters high. There are various training equipment on the field, such as wooden dummies, sandbags, horizontal and parallel bars, various weapons and so on.

There are more than 30 people practicing humming in the courtyard. Less than one-third of them are Chinese, most of them are foreigners, ranging in age from teenagers to [-]s and [-]s. The routines are still very raw, but some of them are very skilled in fist and kicking, and they are already old at first glance.

The only problem is that according to the original work, the Mo Boxing Gym should be in New York rather than San Francisco, because the beautiful detective Chen Ying is the NYPD, and the American police do not have the power to enforce laws across state lines.

"Zhanzhuang is a training unique to Chinese Kung Fu. It is a major feature that distinguishes it from Europe and the United States. Fighting or fighting in Europe and the United States basically focuses on increasing muscle strength and training the external body. The training methods are nothing more than Weight-bearing exercises are used to strengthen the physique for fighting, which we generally call "external skills"; while Chinese Kung Fu focuses more on internal coordination, that is, the adjustment of internal mechanisms and the development of exertion habits, so most European and American boxers They have strong bodies and strong explosive power, while China's domestic players often have little physical appearance, but their attack power is extremely strong. Zhanzhuang is a very representative training model formed under this training concept. . Mojia Quan can’t escape from this routine either, so first stand, or called Zha Ma Step, and then practice the routine. Once the muscle habits are formed, then we can do actual combat.”

"How long does the horse stance take?"

"At least one hour at a time, for at least three years in a row. The saying 'before you practice boxing, stand first, don't show strength within three years', that's what it means."

"An hour? You said two hours, right? But my thighs started to feel sore after standing for less than 10 minutes."

"With the way you are standing, if you are not sore for 10 minutes, that means you are in good health."

"Ah? Didn't you say that you stand like a loose tree? What's wrong with me like this?"

"Idiot, who said you can't move in the horse stance? The purpose of standing is to stabilize your lower body, not to make you stand still. Moreover, with your movements, your legs can still be used even if you stand for a month. I call you master. "

"Huh? Then you didn't say anything?"

"Shouldn't you ask first?"

P:1: Mo Youqian, from "Detective Chinatown 2", claims to be the successor of Mojiaquan. Judging from the performance in the play, he is a master with real kung fu.

PS2: The author doesn't really like this kind of nonsensical comedy, here is just borrowing, the plot of the original work is basically passing by.

(End of this chapter)