I Opened a Dojo in Marvel

2020-11-05   Chapter 18 bell strong arrival (ask Favorites)

When Huang Wen woke up, already 2nd In the morning of day, Huang Wen felt that his own spirit was pretty good, but his body was still a little bit painful. Huang Wen looked at it, the bruise was still there, but the color was already a lot darker.

As for the injured finger, Huang Wen moved it twice. If he didn't use any force, there was no problem. With a little bit of force, he could still feel the pain from the bones.

At the intersection of Chinatown, a young man with a backpack appeared here, with a trace of fatigue on his face, he vomited a mouthful of impure air, which relieved the fatigue in his heart, moved towards Wing Chun dojo Go in the direction of

When seeing the door of Wing Chun dojo closed, the young man frowned, muttering in a low voice: "Didn’t Dad say to ask me if I had walked out of dojo before? Why hasn’t my normal schedule returned?"

This young man is the son of Uncle Zhong, who is also Zhong Qiang who Huang Wen wants him to help dojo.

After Zhong Qiang saw that Wing Chun dojo hadn’t opened the door, he turned around and walked to the Bayu hot pot restaurant in oneself’s home. The hot pot restaurant did open. Of course, he didn’t open the door to do business, but knew oneself’s son. To come back, Uncle Zhong couldn't wait to get up early.

Even, Zhong Bo cooked a pot of Chaoshan casserole porridge, waiting for oneself son to come back and drink it while it was hot.

Don't ask why Bayu hot pot restaurants have Chaoshan casserole porridge. Asking it is that Chinese cuisine blends with each other, and there is no geographical distinction for a long time.

"Dad, I'm back." Zhong Qiang put down his backpack as soon as he entered the door and shouted inside with a smile.

"I'm back, I'll be fine." Zhong Bo poked his head out from the back kitchen, his eyes were slightly red towards Zhong Qiang nodded, and he didn't mean to come over and hug him, even though Zhong Bo lived in the United States. For many years, I haven't developed such a habit.

"Dad, what are you doing? It smells good!" Zhong Qiang walked up to Uncle Zhong, gave Uncle Zhong a big hug, and asked with a smile.

"I made some porridge for you, it's alright, let's go, your body is stinking, go take a bath and eat." Zhong Bo was held in his arms by Zhong Qiang, with the corners of his mouth clearly hanging A gratifying smile, but pretending to be disgusted, he pushed Zhong Qiang and said.

"Hehe, there is no way, I am walking too hastily." Zhong Qiang smiled and scratched his head, "I'll take a shower first, and I will ask my brother later to see if he gets up. ."

"Well, we just talked about it yesterday, so you don't need to persuade him anymore. You have always had an own opinion on your question." Mentioned Huang Wen, Zhong Bo sighed, and walked into the back kitchen.

"When you encounter this kind of thing, how can you persuade me?" Zhong Qiang shook the head, turned around and carried his backpack, and walked up the stairs. Their house is also on the second floor with Huang. The layout of Wen's Wing Chun Gym is similar.

"It's ridiculous that the US police station has not even said a word for so many days. However, I still have to talk to Brother Q for some news."

In a short while, Zhong Qiang simply said After taking a shower, he glanced at Uncle Zhong who was still in the back kitchen, walked out of the hot pot restaurant, moved towards the Wing Chun dojo not far away.

"Ask me! Ask me if I am back, are you awake!" In front of Wing Chun dojo, Zhong Qiang shouted at the room where Huang Wen was.

"Xiaoqiang?" Huang Wen was stunned while he was washing, and Zhong Qiang's appearance appeared in his mind, and a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Although Bo Zhong didn't say he was in a hurry to call Zhong Qiang back in advance, he still did so. Fortunately, his own grudge has been reported. Next, he will concentrate on managing dojo.

"Come!" Huang Wen wiped his face, shouted at the outside, then hurriedly went downstairs, opened the door, and let Zhong Qiang in, "Why did you come back so early? "

"I'm not afraid to ask my brother that you have an accident. I have no chance to see you for the last time!" Zhong Qiang punched Huang Wen in the chest, said with a smile, "Look at me running back so hard For the sake of this, did you pass on your family martial arts to me before you leave?"

"Hiss!" Huang Wen sucked in a cold breath, Zhong Qiang this fist, of course There was no strength, but it happened to hit a bruise.

"What's the matter? Ask me, I didn't try hard!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly retracted his fists, looking at Huang Wen with some worry.

"It's okay, if you have something, I will not have something!" Huang Wen waved his hand and gave Zhong Qiang a white look. "Do you still want to learn the martial arts of my family? First, let's get the basics of Wing Chun. Let’s learn it well!"

The so-called martial arts is actually part of Wing Chun. reserved.

When Huang Hong taught Huang Wen, he was secretly seen by Zhong Qiang. Since then, Zhong Qiang has remembered that Huang Wen has a family history of martial arts.

"It's boring, those basics are too tired to practice." Zhong Qiang curl one's lip, "everyday all must stick to the basic skills, how can there be so much time? Look at other tutors Taekwondo, karate, Free fighting, you only need a few simple tricks, you can practice two or three times a week."

"Most old Americans don’t care whether the martial arts you teach are powerful or not. It is simple and practical, so that they can occasionally defend themselves, play two tricks to pretend acting cool, and there is a so-called hierarchical system, so that they can have the pleasure of upgrading..."

"You are investigating Very clear!" Huang Wen glanced at Zhong Qiang in surprise, "Why, come to me to help me while I am waiting for the internship? I can't ask for it. I can talk about salary or anything!"

"Ask brother, you should solve your problem first." Zhong Qiang shrugged, lowering his voice, "I have a classmate who also has a gang at home. According to him, most gangs have true experts. , Far surpasses the ordinary person..."

"Before I came back, I helped you find out what Boss Brother Lin helped. He has a Mutants under him, and his strength is not weak, Mutants Have you ever heard of it? It’s much better than your skills. You have to be careful. It’s best to wait for the guys from the Brother Lian Gang to get alone before you start..."

"Oh, he is dead." "Huang Wen smiled and spread out his hands. "However, the strength is really strong, otherwise, it won't hurt me."

"What?" Zhong Qiang stared wide-eyed all of a sudden, Then he shrank his neck, looked around, and found that no one came by outside, and then said in a low voice, "Ask my brother, Brother Lian helped you solve it?"

"Yes." Huang Wen nodded with a smile, "It's all resolved, Dad's grudges, I have reported it, and then, it is time to fulfill his last wish and carry forward our Wing Chun dojo!"

"You are What..." Zhong Qiang was talking, and suddenly stopped, "Go, ask brother, my dad made breakfast, let me call you, let's eat and talk!"

"Okay Ah, I happen to be hungry too. Let’s go.” Huang Wen nodded with a smile. He also happened to have some publicity management questions and wanted to ask Zhong Qiang, so he took this opportunity to pull Zhong Qiang to his Wing Chun dojo. .

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