late Qing Dynasty arrest

There is a charcoal stove in the living room, which has been converted into a training room, with huge sandbags hanging from the beams.The ancient large vases are gone, and the rosewood furniture only leaves a few chairs in the corner.Li Guolou, who was wearing white underwear and white knickerbockers, was jumping rope with a rope. There is no fastest but faster. Master Harris said, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up if it's good!"

Li Guolou, who was warming up, was out of breath, with steaming sweat dripping from his head.Gritting his teeth, persisting in pain and being happy, victory depends on devil training, imagining the fight with French nobleman Robinson Robinson in the boxing ring, the male's anger is burning, in order to get the booty, he will risk his life to enter the French land "French Concession" ".The Qing Empire has never had the flames of war spread to the land of Western powers. Li Guolou wants to change history, win glory for the country, carry forward the broad spirit of Chinese martial arts, integrate martial arts into Western boxing, and defeat the invincible French !for freedom!Long live love without boundaries!Long live the system of three wives and four concubines in the Qing Empire!

Photographer Thutav adjusts camera angles in the living room, and two servants hold torches aloft to brighten the room.Kutav made a gesture of ok, and took a few groups of photos for Mrs. Yelia. Xie Xiuzhu thought of the reporter's capriciousness, and said that she was not used to taking Western photos. Did not appear in front of photographer Kutav's lens.

Reporter Eugene took off his glasses, wiped the fog on the lenses with a cloth, and said loudly, "Mike, you can come over and take pictures."

You Jin watched Li Guolou's training and snickered in his heart. Li Guolou's movements did not have a standard, ridiculous deformations, clumsy movement combinations, and the funny Qing people wanted to beat Lu Bin who had practiced Western boxing in the ring. Son?To dream of spring and autumn when he was awakened by a sleeping lion.Eugene, who was hesitant at first, made up his mind to bet his life savings on Robinson.

Under Eugene's pen, Mike from the Qing Dynasty is an extremely powerful kung fu master. Let Mike show others a positive image first.Then, turning around, the French aristocrat Robinson used barbarism to fight barbarism, defeated the representative of the barbarian nation Mike; Lee, and snatched back the French lady Yelia.The Manchu dog of the Qing Dynasty also wanted to win over the noble French with money and food, and let Mike;

"Mike, take off your underwear and change into shorts. I want to take a picture of you boxing. It's not the old man practicing Tai Chi in the garden, you can see the qi of the steam engine, and your Qing qigong cannot be measured." Eugene shook his head. Deny Li Guolou's showmanship.

"Mike, put on the red shorts I bought for you, Geely!" Yelia waved gracefully.

"My dear Yelia, these red shorts look like those worn by clowns in your Western circuses." Li Guolou said the truth, taking a big risk.

Yelia raised her eyebrows sharply, and gritted her teeth: "Mike, then you don't believe my vision."

"I'll go in and change!" Without further ado, Li Guolou picked up a pair of red sports shorts and went to the small room at the back to change them.

Yelia was wary of the reporter Eugene in his heart, knowing that the French man would help the French man in the end, and would not help the French woman who got rid of the French man, so he still kept a smile on his face.

"Are you two used to drinking tea? Would you like to ask the servant to make you a pot of coffee? I have Blue Mountain coffee from Jamaica, Africa. Would you like to try it?" Yelia hid her hand and stopped showing off her family background. .

"Yes!" The two boxing masters also yelled at the side.

"Xie Ma went to burn the Blue Mountain coffee beans in a big pot. The two masters have a big appetite! Then bring the white sugar from Burma, and use the newly bought teacups." Yelia still wanted to show off her wealth in the end, but the cups Give them servant's cups.

The living room is spacious, even with the charcoal stove burning, it is still quite cold in shorts and shirtless, and Li Guolou couldn't stop bouncing around.Li Guolou's sturdy figure made reporter Youjin put on his glasses to see clearly.

"Well! Not bad Mike, I have practiced, no wonder Mrs. Yelia fell in love with you, the big stallion must be you." Reporter Eugene raised his thumb and praised Mike a few words.For the sake of Blue Mountain Coffee, write a few more good words about Mike in Pravda. Now is a time of peace. In order to sell more muskets and ammunition to the Qing Empire, the people of Qing and France will always be friendly.

The servant holds the torch high, the photographer Qu Tafu has strict requirements on the work, Li Guolou made a lot of boxing postures, and the front and side are fierce and kind.

After several groups of photos were taken, the pot of Blue Mountain coffee was drunk, and the two French journalists from Pravda got up to leave.Reporter Eugene, Li Guolou, and Yelia will meet tomorrow to do the third follow-up report at Baozhifang. Pravda will send [-] copies, or give it away for free.

"The Qing Empire and the French Republic are friendly. The Manchu and Han court dishes are good, and the French buns are even more delicious. It is best to drink Jamaica's Blue Mountain coffee in Baozhi's room. See you tomorrow, why is Mrs. Yelia so so You don’t need to be so polite.” The reporter Eugene was so moved, he scolded himself for being mean and shameless, and he also planned on the noble Mrs. Yelia and the big stallion Mr. Mike, and looked down on himself a bit.

"Whatever you want, Mr. Eugene and Mr. Qutaff, you are high-class Frenchmen. It is only natural for the low-class Qing people to send you off. Don't be polite to me. Who told you that we are all French fellows." Yelia said kindly.

The two Frenchmen in the carriage were talking in their native language, and they were not at all worried about being overheard by Wei Zhuangyong.

Reporter Eugene said, "Tutav, do you want to bet this time?"

The photographer Qu Tafu shook his head and said: "I still believe in Yelia's vision, and I don't bet on Robinson like you. Those two masters are so serious. Looking at their expressions, I believe that Mike is in their strict training. The bet will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. Besides, the odds of [-] to [-] are not the time to buy, and you are so optimistic that it is not even [-] to [-] at the opening. I advise you to wait."

"It's true. Now that you've lost the guarantee, you should buy Mike's popularity again. I'm going to bet on Robinson. He has barbarian blood running through him. You're doomed this time." Reporter Eugene crossed his legs firmly.

"I don't listen to you. Whenever my vision is not as accurate as yours, you still listen to me." The photographer Qutav insisted.

The reporter Eugene and the cameraman Qutav were arguing in the carriage, and neither of them convinced the other. One of them would lose his fortune, and now no one will admit defeat in the battle of words.

Watching the carriage go away, Yelia said to Xie Xiuzhu: "People in the world are the same, and the French are also the masters of the rich. If the training ground does not come for interviews, they must do exclusive interviews in restaurants. I have to go both ways. .”

Xie Xiuzhu said: "This is called the war between the two countries. Let the reporters get confused on the Blue Mountain. Let's go to see Xiaolou's real training. He is a stallion, he can't run to death."

"Be careful for your neighbors to hear, close the door quickly!" Yelia told everyone, even the children playing at the gate were worried.

With a "bang", the door of the Wei Family Courtyard was closed tightly. This place is like the mysterious Western Region, giving people in Dengcao Hutong a lot of chatter after dinner.

Seeing the two lovers coming to watch the battle, Li Guolou immediately burst out with astonishing energy, doubling the speed of his punches, and beat the second master Jack who was the training partner of the meat shield into a panic.

"Stop!" Master Harris shouted.

The second master, Jack, hurriedly put down the two pads in his hand, and looked at Li Guolou in amazement, how he changed into a different person, with smooth movements and much stronger strength.

"Mike! You can only fight for one round with this style of play. If you can't win, you will die ugly. Keep up your speed, keep your strength, and use your oriental footsteps to deal with monsters. What I want to see most is your brown candy Tactics are not life-and-death fights. Robinson is a monster, do you know? He is impossible to be easily knocked down by you, keep my physical strength for twelve rounds, and hug the monster if you can't beat him." Master Master Harris talked endlessly. Li Guolou was scolded by him for punching fast, and he also scolded him for slow punching. As a master, he has strict requirements on his apprentices, and Li Guolou should not be lazy.

Straight punches, right punches, left uppercuts, upper swing punches combined with French graceful waltz steps, Li Guolou was sweating profusely on the training ground.

"Take a 15-minute break. Mike is not allowed to drink coffee, and Huangshan Maofeng tea is not allowed. Give me ginseng tea and salt water to supplement my salt." The master Harris started nagging again, Li Guolou could rest no matter how he lay down pay attention to.

Li Guolou stood on the stool, and the master Harris behind him kept massaging Li Guolou's shoulders and arms to relax the tense muscles on his body.

The second master Jack interjected: "Mike, your muscles are too tight, relax when you punch, don't use force every time, and deceive the monster Robinson. With your current state and Robinson's odds are [-] to [-] , the progress is very obvious.”

"Mike, don't drink ginseng tea. After drinking so much salt water, it will be a waste to drink ginseng tea again. Drink it after training." Yelia loves ginseng tea, not Li Guolou.

"Master! Robinson is 40 years old, and his boxing speed will be very slow. No matter how good he was in the past, people cannot fight against age. I believe that with my current level, I will stand on the same starting line as Robinson." Li Tired of hearing the odds of the two, Guolou spoke confidently.

The master Harris behind said: "Mike, even if you and Robinson are [-]-[-], you can't beat him. Boxing is different from your martial arts. Boxers can be beaten very much, and they can be beaten in training subjects. You don’t have this kind of event in martial arts. Your face tells it all. Let Jack punch you and see if you can still jump. Martial arts is not a real competition, you know? You punch Robinson a hundred times and he doesn’t fall down , if he hits you ten punches, you can’t stand it. This is the reality. Don’t deceive Westerners with the mysterious things of Orientals. Under the constraints of rules, Easterners can’t beat Westerners in boxing. You account for your young age. Cheap, this is the hope of winning. If you play a game with Jack, I don’t even have the motivation to train you, just practice your strong brown sugar tactics honestly, and drag Robinson to the ground. After eight rounds, you You must win, and you are not allowed to waste your energy in the eight rounds."

Li Guolou nodded frequently. He could only hope to win if he exerted his advantages to the limit. This was a Western boxing duel, not a competition between martial arts and Western boxing. The rules were formulated by Westerners.Take advantage of the flexible body that has been practiced in martial arts. All other movements are methods of Western boxing. Innovation is a foul. We must respect this sport with a history of thousands of years.

Xie Xiuzhu wiped off Li Guolou's sweat and asked, "Xiaolou, can you take it?"

Li Guolou replied solemnly: "You can still bear it at a young age, practice for another half an hour."

Li Guolou stood up and waved his fists, as if the enemy was in front of him. The athletic boy was the cutest man, instantly killing the eyes of the two lovers.Xie Xiuzhu and Yelia didn't leave half a step away, they just stared at the boy who was exercising all afternoon, they hadn't had enough fun yet, and stuck to Li Guolou's side.There are beauties cheering and encouraging, which makes the two boxing masters full of motivation to fight.