I Am Carrying Gold From The Post-Apocalyptic World

Seeing Wang Bin's movements, Battalion Commander Zhang immediately recognized the martial arts that Wang Bin was going to perform.

Battalion Commander Zhang was very puzzled. He was using the Vigorous Palm just now, but now he is using Tai Chi again. How much martial arts does this guy know when he falls to the ground.

"Am I underestimated?"

Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Zhang clenched his fists angrily, and attacked Wang Bin again.

In fact, Commander Zhang wrongly blamed Wang Bin. The reason why he can practice Taijiquan is because he thinks that he has mastered Dali Vajra Palm, and Commander Zhang is a rare partner. How could he pass up such a good opportunity to improve? What about Tai Chi opportunities?

As soon as the two fought against each other, Battalion Commander Zhang felt very uncomfortable, because he felt like hitting cotton, which made him very uncomfortable.

Wang Bin used to feel very comfortable when he used the powerful vajra palm before, and the feeling of head-to-head made his blood boil, but now he can't use it at all, and he is very depressed.

All the fists hit by Battalion Commander Zhang were resolved one by one by Wang Bin. To be precise, more than half of the strength was removed, and Wang Bin would seize the opportunity to use his strength to punch from time to time, so that Battalion Commander Zhang just punched with strength. When he was the youngest, Wang Bin would lightly move his hand, which instantly disrupted Battalion Commander Zhang's rhythm. If Battalion Commander Zhang didn't pay attention, Wang Bin's fist would hit him, making Battalion Commander Zhang very embarrassed.

Battalion Commander Zhang became more and more breathless, more and more impatient. Gradually, Battalion Commander Zhang lost his mind a little bit, and Wang Bin seized the opportunity to punch him so hard that his body didn't stand still until the last five or six steps.

He still wanted to continue to attack, but just as he took a step, Battalion Commander Zhang felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He knew that he had suffered internal injuries, and it was not a small internal injury.

Battalion Commander Zhang was surprised to find that there was a circle mark under Wang Bin's feet, and he was shocked. Could it be that he hadn't walked out of this circle just now!

He had heard of the power of Tai Chi before, saying that masters don't need to step out of the circle when performing Tai Chi.

He has also met people who know Tai Chi, but those people are not as strong as him, and he has never seen such a situation in the legend. Now he has seen it with his own eyes and felt his power.

He lost, completely defeated!

"I lost!"

Although Zhang Yingchang didn't want to admit it, he was a man, and if he lost, he lost.

"Wow!"

"Brother Wang won!"

"Uncle Wang is amazing!"

"Wang Bin, great job!"

The moment battalion commander Zhang admitted defeat, Guan Xiaoyue and the others who were sitting on the grass jumped up excitedly and ran towards Wang Bin.

When everyone came to Wang Bin, they picked him up and threw him into the sky, and then threw him into the sky again.

Wang Bin was also very excited, but when he saw Battalion Commander Zhang's lonely back, his heart softened and he hurriedly shouted.

"Battlemaster Zhang, wait a minute!"

Hearing Wang Bin's shout, Battalion Commander Zhang stopped, turned around and looked at Wang Bin, and Li Dazhu and others also put Wang Bin down.

Wang Bin walked up to Battalion Commander Zhang with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, the punch just now probably hurt your internal organs. I have a prescription for treating internal injuries. You can try it."

"No, thanks!"

"Why?"

"There is no traditional Chinese medicine here, and there are prescriptions but no traditional Chinese medicine!"

"This, it's okay, I have ready-made medicine in my backpack, I'll go back and get it for you."

"Ah! Thank you!"

"You're welcome, I'll send it to your battalion in a while!"

"Well, thanks!"

Battalion Commander Zhang didn't expect Wang Bin to be so good that he wanted to treat his internal injuries.

He didn't believe it when he heard that Wang Bin distributed the grenade and bullets to Liu Lianchang before, but he believed it when he saw that he was so selfless taking out precious medicinal materials to treat his internal injuries.

Soon Wang Bin was surrounded by people, and they all expressed their desire to worship him as their teacher.

Guan Xiaoyue saw that there was a person sitting near her who said that Wang Bin would lose, she held a grudge, and said coldly to that person: "Didn't you just say that my brother would lose?"

The man was embarrassed when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Well, I'm lying, don't be as knowledgeable as a vulgar person like me!"

"snort!"

Just as everyone surrounded Wang Bin scrambling to worship him as a teacher, an officer strode over and said loudly.

"Wang Bin, our teacher would like to invite you over there!"

"Ah, yes!"

Hearing what the officer said, the crowd didn't dare to stop Wang Bin any more, and gave way to him one after another.

"Go back first, I'll be over in a while."

"Well, we're waiting for you!"

Seeing Wang Bin being taken away, Guan Xiaoyue felt a little nervous, because they all thought that Wang Bin had beaten Battalion Commander Zhang, and that division commander was upset and wanted to take him there to suffer a bit!

On the way, Wang Bin asked the officer what the division commander wanted him to do. Unfortunately, the officer was very strict and refused to confide a word. Soon Wang Bin was taken to the division headquarters.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Wang Bin, I have already brought it!"

"Very good, you go out!"

"yes!"

"Wang Bin, please sit down!"

"Thanks!"

When Wang Bin came in, he saw that there were only two people in the office. One was Li Junshan, the division commander, and the other was Wang Shun, the political commissar.

It seemed that Li Junshan was very happy, but Wang Shun had a serious face. He was not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"We also watched the martial arts competition between you and Battalion Commander Zhang just now. Your martial arts are very good, and you even beat our soldier king!"

"A fluke, a fluke!"

"Well, not bad, you won't be arrogant or impetuous if you win, are you interested in becoming an instructor?"

"Instructor?"

"In the words of you martial arts practitioners, you are the instructor, to be precise, the chief instructor!"

"Ah, how can I use my kung fu to make a fool of myself, and I haven't taught anyone before, I think it's better to forget it!"

"Don't rush to refuse. To be honest, the recent situation is not good for us. Zombies are becoming more and more aggressive, and they are faster and more flexible than before. We just got information that the zombies around Gathering towards us, we are approaching the moment of life and death, we need people like you to help us, to guard our homeland together!"

"Ah, what else?"

"Well, that's why I want to pick out the young and middle-aged people from the common people, and ask you to help them train and help us resist the attack of zombies together!"

"I really wanted to, but my boxing skills are not suitable for fighting zombies at all!"

"It doesn't matter. I have already found a helper for you. There is a company commander Li in our army. He knows a set of ancestral marksmanship. He will teach you some simple marksmanship and let you pass it on to the common people."

"Oh, why not let him teach?"

"He has his business, and you defeated our soldier king this time, your reputation is very high in the hearts of the common people, it is more appropriate for you to lead them to train!"

"Okay, I promise!"

"Well, thank you! You go back first, and I will ask Company Commander Li to find you later!"

"Okay, then I'll take my leave!"

"Well, by the way, don't tell other people about the zombies for now, lest everyone panic!"

"Um!"