Super Monk

"Dad's back!" Hearing this majestic voice, Duoduo spits out his tongue, grabs the coral bead and runs out of the room. Then there is the sound of "dengdengdeng" going upstairs.

When Chen Yihan's father comes back, Zhao Fugui hesitates. He doesn't know if it's appropriate to say hello now. After hesitation, Zhao Fugui still thinks it's better to go out and say hello.

Zhao Fugui controls his nervousness and walks out of the room. He just wants to say hello to Chen Yihan's father. Unexpectedly, when Zhao Fugui comes out of the room, he sees a dignified figure walking slowly upstairs.

Zhao Fugui thought to himself, it seems that he is really dissatisfied with me. He doesn't even say hello. However, this attitude of looking down on Zhao Fugui inspires his pride. The more you look down on yourself, the more you want to look up to him.

With such a mood, Zhao Fugui lay on the bed thousands of kilometers away from home, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, without waiting for Chen Yihan to get up, the old man who came back from a walk at dawn called Zhao Fugui. They went out of Yulongshan and found a small shop in an alley.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, you are here. Please sit down!" The shop owner is a middle-aged man. There are not many customers in the early morning. When he sees the old man coming, he immediately says hello.

"It's the same as the old three. Give my little brother a big share!" The old man asked Zhao Fugui to sit down. The seats here were placed directly in the alley. Six tables were placed along the side, and only two or three tables were occupied.

"Mr. Chen, just a moment!" The shop owner nodded and went to work quickly. After a while, a few things were all put up.

"If you come to Shangjing, if you don't taste the snacks of the old Shangjing, you've never been to Shangjing!" The old man said happily, "this is stewed, this is fried liver, this is bean juice. I can't remember the appearance of going to Beijing without tasting it every few days!"

Zhao Fugui's shares are very big, more than twice as big as the old man's. Zhao Fugui doesn't like to eat meat in the morning. Even if he has meat, he doesn't like to eat too much. At present, these three kinds and two kinds are all meat. Zhao Fugui doesn't know why he likes to eat stewed pork and fried liver.

"Eat, eat, let's get down to business!" The old man said, and then he bowed his head to eat. The old man was not young, but his appetite was unexpectedly good, so he began to eat.

When Zhao Fugui saw that the old man ate so delicious, he bowed his head and ate it. The stewed and fried liver were unexpectedly delicious. The stewed liver was rotten, but it was still strong. The fried liver had no fishy smell of the liver. It was very delicious. Juice pressure greasy, and these two together is a perfect match.

Zhao Fugui was a state banquet dish in the government canteen yesterday, and today he ate the old Shangjing's authentic snacks in the small Hutong. Both of them have their own tastes. It seems that there is life above and living below.

The old man and Zhao Fugui eat all the food on the table. Zhao Fugui gets up and is about to pay the bill. The old man reaches out his hand and says, "I'll invite you to fight later. We can't break the rules!"

The old man paid the money and walked out of the Hutong with Zhao Fugui and his hands on his back. When he got out of the Hutong, there was already a military car waiting outside. The military car was a warrior, and a soldier in military uniform was waiting beside the car.

"Hello, chief!" As soon as the old man walked by, the young soldier immediately saluted him. He nodded and got on the bus with Zhao Fugui.

"Today we're going to the garrison. This is the only garrison in Beijing. The rest are stationed in the north and Tianjin garrison!" Said the old man.

Zhao Fugui nodded, this is his first time into the army, said not nervous, that is false. It took about half an hour to drive directly into Zhonghai, where the barracks of the garrison were.

When they arrived, Zhao Fugui's troops seemed to be training. Looking at the dense crowd, he didn't know how many people there were, but at least a few thousand people must be there.

When an officer saw the old man and Zhao Fugui, they immediately welcomed him, saluted first and then spoke.

"Old chief, why do you come here when you have time?" The officer asked after saluting.

"Today, I brought a trainer here to fight with the experts of our army!" Said the old man.

"OK, no problem. Our whole division just held a martial arts contest a few days ago, and just a few good seedlings emerged!" The officer said without hesitation.

"Well, rich and noble, you should do well today!" The old man immediately said with a smile.

"I'll try my best!" Zhao Fugui said helplessly, did not expect that the officers here so cooperate with the old man, the army in addition to boxing nothing else to do?

"Assemble Without considering Zhao Fugui's opinions, the officers over there gave a direct order, and the troops immediately began to gather. Thousands of people soon formed a column. The whole camp was silent and the discipline was very strict. "Sit down!"

After the troops had assembled, the officer gave another order. Thousands of soldiers immediately sat down cross legged, with their waists straight, hands on their legs and looking at the direction of the officer.

"Will the old chief say something? I'm afraid most of these soldiers have never heard from the old chief! " The officer finished arranging the troops and asked the old man."No, my old routine worked well decades ago, but it doesn't work now!" The old man shook his head and said, "you can arrange it. I'll have a look!"

The adjutant of the camp immediately moved a chair, and the old man looked at Zhao Fugui. Only the old man has a chair in the whole camp. Zhao Fugui thinks that the old man's identity is really unusual.

"The troops are here today. We want to see how the soldiers of our troops fight with fists. We should behave well and not disgrace the garrison!" The officer said loudly, "commander Liu, the top three of this year's division competition are all from your regiment. Next, you'll arrange it!"

"Yes A man with a dark face immediately trotted out of the soldiers. After saluting the officer, he turned around and yelled, "a regiment of Zhang Sangke is out!"

"Yes!" A soldier immediately got up and trotted over. Zhao Fugui fixed his eyes and saw that the soldier was just over 1.7 meters, half a head shorter than himself. How can he stand fighting?

"Zhang Sanke, you are the third in our division's martial arts competition. Are you confident?" Liu Tuan asked in a big voice.

"Yes!" Zhang Sanke answered loudly without hesitation.

"Well, get ready!" Head Liu nodded, indicating that Zhang and Zhao began to prepare.

"Well, I'm strong and heavy handed. Don't blame me if I don't do it carefully." Zhao Fugui raised his hand, some embarrassed said.

"Ha ha!" As soon as Zhao Fugui said this, the quiet soldiers immediately burst into laughter. Zhao Fugui was not sure why he was laughing, but we could see that the soldiers were laughing at him.

"It doesn't matter. We have a lot of hands as soldiers. Just be careful yourself!" Commander Liu also laughed, shook his head and said.

In fact, commander Liu didn't pay attention to Zhao Fugui at all. Unarmed combat is not that the bigger the better. The top players in the general military region combat competition are not big. If they are too big, they will slow down and not be flexible. Moreover, the key points of their chest and abdomen are exposed, and they can't do it with a few hard blows.

Zhao Fugui is too tall. He has made a taboo and has not been paid attention to at all.