The years when I was deceived into northern Myanmar

The real martial arts rules are different from what I thought.

I thought the rule was that after you have learned something, you should follow the etiquette and go to the houses of famous people to ask for advice, but in fact it is not the case.

Or rather, not entirely.

So what are the real martial arts rules?

When you travel around the world, you are allowed to sneak attack on others, maybe more than others sneak attack on you. When you visit someone, if they don't intend to fight you, you can seize the opportunity to do it to them.

This is called seeing high mountains, but also seeing life and death.

And the other side?

When Xu received the invitation, they came with fifty or sixty people armed with machetes, and perhaps called the police.

This is called seeing the scheming and the city government.

In short, you have to experience everything along the way, including the warmth and coldness of the world, the lamentation after a serious injury, the passage of life, and the joys and sorrows.

This is not a simple "I come, I see, I conquer", but it must be a bitter tear into the wine, and then you raise the wine glass and laugh into your throat, and you have to endure the pain and say back: "This wine is boring."

This is martial arts.

Facial Paralysis raised his head proudly and said in my office: "I made it through."

"A single sword and a pair of iron fists."

He stretched out his hands, and when he clenched them into fists, his joints crackled, and his whole body was filled with a sense of heroism.

So, following the conversation, I asked a very curious question: "Then what exactly is gossip?"

I thought he had to talk to me about the inheritance, who it started from, or its past glory.

Facially paralyzed, he only responded with two words: "Direction."

When I thought about it, it wasn't true.

Aren’t the Qiankanzhen in Bagua all directions?
  "Are you eager to learn?"

Facial Paralysis nodded: "If you are eager to learn, just imagine that your opponent is standing in the center of the Bagua, and you can just hit the key parts of his body according to the directions from the outside. This is called 'Bagua Wandering'."

I seem to understand.

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His face paled with joy: "Master, don't say that to others when you go out to brag, otherwise they will think you don't understand."

"What do you mean?"

Facial Paralysis explained: "People in the world think martial arts is mysterious. If you don't put something fancy on it, they won't believe it."

"You have to say that I can jump seventy or eighty meters with just a lift of my feet. I can even reach the sixth floor when I take off my pants to pee. Only then will they think you are awesome."

"If you want to tell them Bagua, you put the enemy in the center and draw a 'meter', and you keep attacking from the periphery, and they think, 'What's the point?'"

"Let them be confused. Then, as soon as they take action, they will understand when they lie on the ground crying in pain."

I didn’t understand: “Didn’t you just gossip?”

"Why does this become the word 'rice'?"

He smiled faintly: "Six six thirty-six."

I pretended to suddenly realize: "Oh~" I made a long sound, but in fact, what the hell are you reciting the multiplication table with me?
  But I have no reservations about this thing... "Hey, did I ask you to reveal the family secret?"

The faceless man shook his head: "What era is this? How can there be any kind of school? In my father's words, he doesn't teach true education. Part of the reason is that he doesn't want to cause trouble, and part of the reason is that there are really no good talents."

"He also said that for a true genius, all you need to do is talk to him about the key points, and he doesn't have to bother to teach them; he can't learn anything that requires you to teach them."

"My grandfather's generation was practicing martial arts from the moment they opened their eyes in the morning. Even if they slept until midnight and suddenly realized something, they still had to go out and try it. This is how they can never leave their hands. Now? I believe it if they never leave their mobile phones."

I asked again: "Then how far have you practiced?"

Facial Paralysis responded: "It takes a lot of effort to fight ten in China."

"If you talk to my boss about giving me a bigger salary, that's about right..."

At first, I thought he meant that it would take more effort to fight "ten" because there were many opponents, but it turned out that the salary cap was not high enough!
  "What about your face?"

"I've never beaten a young man from a rich family blocking an alley."

"When I was running over the wall, I was hit on the back of my head. I just ran for my life, but after I ran out, I became confused and hid in the trash can and passed out. In this way, I missed the best time for treatment and waited for the fatal patient to wake up. , there is no longer any rule of law.”

I silently lit a cigarette and threw the cigarette case to him: "Then why did you come to northern Myanmar?"

His face was paralyzed for a moment: "Oh, I blame me for not making it clear. After I blocked someone in the alley, I took three lives."

I can't imagine who he offended, let alone what kind of help those people found. Anyway, it's definitely not a gangster. A gangster wouldn't let someone kill three people and not run away.

"Let's go, talk to me in detail on the road."

The two of us left the Judicial Committee office and took a car all the way to 729. Later I learned that this guy was able to appear on the night show. It was actually Lao Yaoying who got a big deal.

After causing trouble in the country, he ran away with facial paralysis.

I kept my name all the way to the border. My idea at the time was that I could finally go to a place where I could get ahead based on my ability alone, without relying on my status. Only after I arrived did I realize, how could there be such a place in the world?

At first, I went to Cambodia with facial paralysis and watched the scene in a casino. He was very annoyed by the boss there. The main reason was that the boss was not good at talking. He scolded you if you did something wrong and scolded you if you did something well. It’s as if you were sold to him as a slave and he doesn’t care whether you have emotions or not.

Later, I was introduced to Menneng. The introducer said that a big boss in Menneng was recruiting people, and his annual salary would start at fifty.

This is how facial paralysis came about. According to the time he mentioned, it seemed that those days were just a few days after I buried the young master of the Bai family.

The facial paralysis was in the hands of the old kite. After a test of his skills, it was all right!

There were a bunch of brothers under the hands of the old kite. The two brothers moved their hands together in a hurry, but they couldn't last a minute under the paralyzed hands.

Just like that, when someone else is fifty and has a paralyzed face of eighty, Lao Yaoying doesn't need his paralyzed face to do anything else, so he lets him install a security guard in the parking lot. He has only one purpose. Every day when he goes in and out, if anyone dares to get close, let him You understand why the flowers are so red.

I didn't break it.

The main reason why the old harrier doesn't have to be paralyzed to follow him all day long is that this guy is too eye-catching. If you bring him around, everyone will notice him at the first sight. It's really easy for him to pull out a gun and do anything. Was set on fire.

What's the point of following?
  Therefore, since this guy arrived in Menneng, his daily job is to move a chair and sit in the parking lot.

Later, he became familiar with those lock pickers, and he could still collect the filial Hua Zi from them every month. Anyway, he wouldn't care if someone stole something.

It wasn't until that night when someone with a gun passed by him, and that amazing knife thrust shocked me, that I emerged from the crowd.

It happened that I had no one in hand and had to squeeze the toad into powder, and he appeared in my mind again.

At this time, I wanted to understand one thing. Has my position been raised so high? Do you have to be stuck at the level of facial paralysis if you want to see my baseline? What would it be like to be a bigger person? Is it possible that only geniuses can see their greetings? (End of chapter)