Romance of Dragons and Snakes

"You leave Beijing as soon as possible. Your whereabouts have been discovered by Wu Wenhui. If you have any difficulties, I will help you arrange all the secret ways to go abroad. In short, don't stay for a moment, otherwise, if you cause any trouble, it is really impossible. Packed up. The guys in Wu Wenhui's army have always been arrogant and arrogant, what conflicts have happened with you, and it will be late by then. "

In a secret office, Liao Junhua and Wang Chao sat face to face.

Wang Chao regained his original height of 1.8 meters. There is no other reason. Bone shrinking is too much musculoskeletal fatigue.

Just like a person making faces for a long time to change their appearance, maybe it will cause facial paralysis!

In the same way, the bones and joints of the whole body are pressed for a long time, and it will also cause permanent damage. Even Wang Chao, who now has strong bones like rattan, has a degree of fatigue.

"You don't worry, I won't assassinate Wu Wenhui's squad for the time being." Wang Chao looked at the anxious Liao Junhua and made a big haha: "I also want to go abroad as soon as possible, but you said that Wu Wenhui called this time on purpose I ’m telling you to arrest me, I thought about it, it ’s probably a grass snake, they only know that I ’ve arrived in Beijing, but they do n’t know where I ’m really hiding, and I ’m going to act right now, in the midst of their strategy. In Beijing they They dared not hunt down with great fanfare, and when they left this capital, they would say that it was not necessary. I was single-handed, covered in iron, and how many nails could I hit? "Nothing wrong.

Wang Chao was very accurate. Some of his sensitivity, including his own guesses, became more and more accurate. This is what happened when he practiced his brain.

"Fight the grass to startle the snake, fight the grass to startle the snake. That's right." Liao Junhua rubbed his temples with his fingers: "Why didn't I think of this, indeed, they can't turn over big waves here." Said. He stared at Wang Chao and frowned: "Your reaction is becoming more and more sensitive, but now I am degenerating a lot. I don't have the inspiration that I can change things with wind and grass."

"You are now in a lot of business, presiding over important tasks every day, fighting for power and profit, as soon as your spirit is dispersed and your mind is mixed, of course the sensitive and smart exercises you have started to degenerate. When you are another ten years later, when you are the top leader, you will be respectful and good. Every day, there will be a special person to collect laboratory tests, and then you will definitely have a bowel movement. This is like a leader. "

Wang Chao said, thinking that if Liao Junhua later turned into a beer belly, and then spoke in an official manner, all day long, "the mood is basically stable." "A small handful of unknown truths", "must maintain prosperity and stability" and other words, It must be funny.

"That's it!" Liao Junhua said suddenly: "As long as you don't engage in five steps of bleeding and splashing. I can cover you. Do you mean that Tangmen wants to talk to some of my family's grandfathers? To inform them. "

"Very good." Wang Chao nodded. He was not worried at all. He said that what he committed was serious. He defected his official overseas, but if he said it lightly, he did not observe organizational discipline. after all. He hasn't poked things up, and there is no clear ultimatum above. The current conviction just offended Wu Wenhui, a group in the army. He believed that Liao Junhua could cover himself. Regarding Liao Junhua's help, Wang Chao also felt that he did not owe him any favors. After all, Wu Wenhui asked him to go overseas and issue a statement to attack Liao Junhua. He didn't do it. In the final analysis, it was Liao Junhua who returned his favor.

Wang Chao's situation now goes to another province with those scammers who ran to other provinces and defrauded huge amounts of money. The money was used to buy through the officials, and an umbrella was made. Although it was wanted, there was no way to arrest him.

But even so, he should be careful and careful, as if today, if found by Wu Wenhui's people, a group of people swarmed up, Wang Chao must resist and kill a few. Then there is a hole in the world.

What Liao Junhua was afraid of was not that Wu Wenhui grabbed Wang Chao, but that Wang Chao suddenly had a whim of the day and made a month of high black winds, and the assassination action came, and things went wrong.

The temper of Mrs. Gong. Very strange. Some things cannot be tolerated any longer.

You catch me again and again, and I will kill you. One shot and two shots, the eyes are not upset, and such behavior is common.

Although Liao Junhua was also a character who was not afraid of the sky, but now his identity has bound his character or changed his character.

"These days have been too busy for me. You have to stay with the bus first. If you have time, please help the young people in this competition. When I contact my grandfather today, my grandfather has a strange temper, don't talk about collapse. "Liao Junhua said, shook his head and sighed and went out.

Click! A large wooden rifle with a thick goose egg was vigorously twitched by Bariming, and with a tremor, it burst apart, with marble-like wood texture turned into wood chips and fell to the ground.

Baliming threw the two truncated guns on the ground and spit out without any care.

He is very angry now, very angry, full of murderous boiling, the king of fighting, has never suffered such a big loss! Even when the army was used to arrest him and enter the prison, he was not surrounded by many five or six rifles.

"Lao, this wooden gun is really not good for us. It is still a good sixty-pound iron gun that is just made. It is easy to poke people and die. But for Lin Tingfeng, even if he uses a sword, you are empty-handed. There is also a 50% chance of killing him. "

Wang Chao saw Bariming shake off the big wooden gun and walked over.

The competition for the Sports Commission was over in the morning, and a total of 100 places were already determined. The two-day competition was nothing more than a formalism. However, most of the places are indeed outstanding young people, and a small part of the area has also been bought in advance to play fake games.

For example, Wang Chao saw a disciple from Shanxi competed with another young mantis boxer from Shandong. The mantis training was obviously better than the Shanxi player, but after a few rounds, he fell back. This does not need to be thought before the game. The agreement is made. How much do I give you, you lose to me.

Such a fake match is an unspoken rule, both at home and abroad, and even Huo Linger did it in the first time to participate in the world young karate competition, it is not a rare thing.

After the trial, the quota was determined. The young people were supposed to be training together, but they finished the competition. These people dispersed, each training, and the training together became an empty talk. In such a situation, even Liao Junhua could not do anything.

After all, each school has secret training methods, and martial arts also have their own secret understandings. Who will gather together for training to expose their secrets? The brothers who have the best relationship may be two opponents in the martial arts conference. That was a huge prize of tens of millions of dollars, and the highest honor of the Golden Sword.

Faced with the temptation of such a fame of interest, let alone the brothers and sisters, even the brothers, they have to fight to kill the net, and there is no reason to hide it. "I'm going to call the blacksmith to shoot a sixty-two gun. After this competition, I must stab the Lin Tingfeng." Bali Ming stomped: "That was your apprentice just now? Very good, very good Yes, the skills are deep, and there are also murderous and cunning. Do n’t you help her open a small stove before the game? "

What Baliming said in his mouth was naturally Huo Ling'er.

Just now Huo Ling'er and Luo Xiaomeng's game, when Liming left, he took a look at it from a distance, and felt that the play was very superb.

As soon as the morning trial was over, Huo Linger took Cao Jingjing and did not know where to go to practice secretly. Wang Chao will naturally not follow.

"The master leads the door. The practice is in person. Everything I should teach has been taught to her." Wang Chao didn't want to see Huo Ling'er. After all, there was great embarrassment, but in front of Baliming, it naturally became Gentle and gentle words.

His expression was as serious as Kong Shengren and Liu Xiahui.

Where did Bariming know that Wang Chao and his apprentices had an extremely ambiguous relationship, and moved their heads: "That's not true, it's useless to open a small stove. Facing one person may inspire potential. By the way, I know your punching skills After. Are you interested, see your guns and kung fu? "

"Guns, sticks, knives, swords here. It's not appropriate."

Wang Chao looked at the weapons around him. The sword is not open, and it is a fake handle. It was broken with a wave, not to mention the gun. It was ordinary wood, painted with a layer of paint, and the knife was a clattering metal. This is a martial arts training room of the Sports Commission. It was originally a training camp. Now it is empty. Wang Chao and Baliming are still empty, and there are several staff members.

There are also weapons such as swords, guns, and clubs, but they are all performance instruments. Needless to say, Wang Chao is used by such masters. It is just an ordinary trainer, and he is not willing to take a slamming iron knife.

"That's it, what is this knife?" Baliming took a knife, and his head shook like the iron skin of the blade. "When I was five years old, I started practicing the knife. At that time, the resistance was one. The pig-killing knife is big and heavy, and it is very good for cutting meat and bones. "

"You copy me a copy of Qiuyue Zen master Bai Yufeng. I may not have time to copy the copy these days. I still have some important things."

Wang Chao coveted the few Qiuyue Zen manuscripts in Bariming's hands, and had long wanted to transcribe copies. This is also a reason why he stayed, and studied the fist with Bariming.

But now that Liao Junhua promised to help him match up and meet his old man immediately, Wang Chao would have no time.

To be honest, this time he stayed in Beijing not to leave. On the one hand, he was indeed worried that Wu Wenhui was playing the grass and the snake this time. One of the most important reasons was to negotiate with the forces behind Liao Junhua. This is the main destination of this return home.

It is vaguely known from Tang Zichen's mouth that Tang Men is planning a great land plan. But this plan is very difficult to implement, and many of the links need a lot of help. When he came to Beijing this time, he really represented Tang Men to negotiate with the big brothers behind Liao Junhua, to explore their tone, and see if there was any possibility of cooperation.

From the meaning of Tang Zichen, if this plan has domestic help, at least half of the pressure should be reduced!

"My grandfather wants to see you." Sure enough, after dark, Liao Junhua found Wang Chao who was talking with Baliming about being prosperous.

Wang Chao stood up, patted his clothes and left.

Just when Wang Chao got on Liao Junhua's car and wanted to see his old man. In a 500-600-square-meter dojo in South Korea, several martial artists wearing typical white clothes, wearing black belts and sitting on their knees in a kneeling posture are pointing at dozens of young men and women fighting each other.

Among these men and women, there are Asians, blacks, and whites.

The floor of this dojo is made of thick pine wood. It is barefoot and has a woody toughness. It is very comfortable, so everyone is barefoot.

Barefoot exercise of martial arts can increase the sensitivity and direction of the soles of the feet, which is also a common practice in the martial arts circles of Korea and Japan.

"Mr. Morgan, you are a master of martial arts, you can point us to our young people." Iga source said to a white man with a high nose bridge, blue eyes and blond hair beside him.

This white man is not as tall as the average white man, but only about one meter seven.

Listening to the words of Iga Yuan, the white man stood up and spoke to a pair of young men and women who were splitting quickly with a knife: "Your fight is too stiff, too hard, and there is no bone hit. Go inside. Stop, stop, watch me come. "

Morgan walked off the field and gestured with a knife. With one hand, he used two strokes to gently draw a circle. "It ’s not that China has a classic boxing classic that says that one ’s strength is hindering my fur. In one's bones, with both hands supporting, a string of air, the left weight is left virtual, and the right has gone, the gas is like a wheel ... "

He gestured for half a day, first in English, then in Japanese, then in Korean, and finally in standard Chinese Mandarin.

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that many young people present rolled his eyes at him.

One of the young people said in Korean: "Mr. Morgan? Are you sure you just said that it is not the Jiuyang Zhenjing? I heard that many white people use Chinese bragging martial arts novels ~ www.readwn.com ~ as a cheats to practice kung fu, It seems that you are one of them. "

After talking, these young men laughed,

It turned out that the phrase that Morgan just said was a "Nine Yang Zhen Jing" in the Jin Yong martial arts novel Yi Tian Tu Long Ji. These young Korean and Japanese contestants are extremely martial art lovers and naturally read martial arts translated into Korean and Japanese characters. The novel, just as Morgan said, recalled it, and could not help looking at the white man who played kung fu and made him ugly.

There is no doubt that Taekwondo and karate are popularized in Korea and Japan, and are now popular in Europe and America. As the birthplace of two martial arts, there is naturally a reason to look down on these white men in martial arts.

Just as Chinese boxers look down on Korean and Japanese boxers, young Korean and Japanese boxers look down on white kung fu.

"You young people, don't take ignorance as your personality." Morgan shook his head and crossed his chest: "This is not the Jiuyang Zhenjing, this is the nephew Li Jinglun of Wu Yuxiang, the predecessor of Chinese martial arts Tai Chi. "Zi Ju", the martial arts family is Jinshi, the writing is very good, and the language of the boxing spectrum is classic. As for the Chinese martial arts novels, I definitely don't see less than you. My name Tang Shaoyun is the yearning for Datang Shuanglong. You have a chance to read more Chinese translations of boxing text. "