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The woman was holding a black plastic bag in her hand. She handed it to the old man. The two chatted quietly in the warehouse, looking at Su Hao outside from time to time.

After a while, the woman appeared in front of Su Hao. She glanced at the gifts on the ground, then looked at Su Hao's standing posture, and asked, "Were you born in the army?"

Su Hao replied truthfully: "No, I just work in the police system."

"Oh."

There was no expression on the woman's face, and she asked again: "Are you here to find someone?"

Su Hao replied: "I'm here to see Master Chen. I want to learn Tan Kou from him. I don't know if I have this honor."

The two answered questions and answers in a concise and clear manner.

Su Hao secretly guessed that the woman in front of him should be Tan Zuochen's apprentice. She was either in the army or working in the police system. This could be seen from the way the woman walked, and her style was neater than him.

The old man in the gray jacket behind him lit a cigarette and limped slowly to the door. His hair was greasy and messy, and the hair on his ears was already gray. I have no habit of taking care of it at all.

The skin on his face is dark, and the wrinkles on his forehead are like knife carvings covering his entire forehead. Each line is distinct, and his eyes seem lazy and lifeless, but the occasional glimmer of light makes people dare not look down on him.

Before, when I looked at him from behind, I thought he was just an ordinary disabled old man. Now that I was facing him, I realized that there seemed to be a sleeping tiger hidden in his eyes, and a violent and vicious aura rushed towards me.

He looked at Su Hao with a scrutinizing look, "I understand your purpose of coming. I stopped taking on apprentices a long time ago. Please come back."

Su Hao replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "I have heard about senior's heroic deeds in the past. Although I am not a martial artist, I just felt it was a pity after hearing this. Didn't senior hear the bursts of humming coming from upstairs?"

"We have 5000 years of Chinese history, and there have been many heroes. Today's national martial arts is almost out of date. Let the imported products of Nanbang and Neon come in and conquer the city on our territory. If it takes a few more decades, in the future, Who among the children knows Chinese martial arts? I’m afraid they don’t only know things like Taekwondo and Karate.”

Su Hao knew that today's apprenticeship process would not go smoothly after he guessed that the woman was Tan Zuochen's apprentice. The reason given by Uncle Gui before was that people always have to eat and support themselves when they get old.

Now it seems that the other party has a choice for retirement.

Recruiting disciples also seems to have become optional.

At least more picky.

It's a pity that his guoshu experience package can only be used in guoshu. What is guoshu?The enemy-killing kung fu that was born and carried forward in our native China and has been passed down is the national martial art.

Bajiquan, Taijiquan, Xingyiquan, Baguazhang, Mantis Fist, Tan Leg Stab, Hong Quan, etc., these are the national martial arts.

Taekwondo, karate, boxing, Muay Thai, these can only be imported.

Sensing that there was little chance, Su Hao could only act boldly and use words to provoke the opponent.

Mouth Escape is also a skill that kills without showing blood.

Perhaps Su Hao's words touched the old man. The old man turned around and looked at him from top to bottom, and declined again: "You can't learn my Kung Fu."

"why?"

"There is a lack of vindictiveness in your eyes. Besides, you are too old now and cannot learn my Kung Fu. You should go back."

Su Hao paused, and for a moment he felt that what the other party said made sense.

But he has a cheat.

For a wall-hanger, what happened to learning kung fu in your 20s?

"Senior, why don't you give me a chance to try?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to break up, the woman at the door kept winking at the old man. The latter's originally menacing attitude stopped him, and his tone softened, "Okay, I can give you a chance."

"You look good."

After the old man finished speaking, he dodged. His lame leg was stuck on the ground like a slanted compass, and the other leg kicked forward like a cannonball.

Then he retracted his kicking leg instantly, turned his body to one side, and kicked out again. Halfway through the kick, he retracted it like lightning, his ankle swung in the air, and finally he kicked out again.

These three legs are each higher than the other.

The first kick is a forward kick, also called a kick. The height is at the abdomen of the imaginary enemy. If it is slightly higher, it is called a kick.

This kick is a combination of power and speed.

The second kick is a sideways kick, hitting the chest of the imaginary enemy. The kick is fast, and the kick is fast. The kick is speed.

As for the third kick, it is a change from the second kick, and the height continues to increase. The kick is on the head or neck of the imaginary enemy. This kick focuses on technique and speed.

"These three legs, what do you see?"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked at Su Hao disdainfully. His face did not turn red, his heart did not beat, he did not kick himself, and he did not even spill the cigarette ashes in his mouth.

Su Hao thought for a moment and said, "Strength, speed, skills, and body balance."

The old man's face was slightly startled, and even the woman watching next to him showed an unexpected look of appreciation.

It seemed that neither of them expected Su Hao to answer like this, it was so right.

It can be called a textbook standard answer.

The old man's face turned cold, "Have you ever practiced leg skills before?"

Su Hao said: "I have never practiced, I only learned grappling in the police academy."

The reason why he can see the magic of these three legs at a glance is also due to the self-media in the era of his previous life. There are some UP masters on station B who, just to make a living, take some of their ancestral moves online to share and teach them. .

I'll give you a clear explanation of each move, but you won't be able to learn it anyway.

It's useless to learn.

In a civilized society governed by the rule of law, if you dare to hit me, I will lie down and wait for the medical expenses.

In a word, times have changed.

"Well, I'll give you a chance. If you want to learn kung fu from me, you must do three things first."

"Senior, please speak."

"The first thing is, you go back and kick each of these three kicks 1000 times today. Come here tomorrow and show them to me. Only after you pass them will I consider teaching you. As for the next two things, let's wait until you have done it."

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't waste any time talking to Su Hao. He picked up the black plastic bag on the ground and turned around to leave.

After the old man disappeared, Su Hao looked at the woman next to him and indicated what to do with the things on the ground.

The woman showed a rare sly smile, and she took the initiative to move the apprenticeship ceremony brought by Su Hao into the warehouse, "Since you have brought everything, I don't think you want to bring it back."

"As promised in advance, just because I accept your gift does not mean that my master will agree to accept you as his disciple. He has the final say on this matter."

"For the sake of you being a colleague in the police system, if you didn't see clearly the three moves just now, I can rehearse them for you."

Su Hao grinned, "My name is Su Hao, and I'm here at the Kowloon City Branch."

The woman nodded towards Su Hao, "Cheng Jiahui, Major Crime Team of Kowloon General Bureau."

Even though he guessed that the other party was most likely from the Kowloon police system, Su Hao was still slightly stunned. He didn't expect that the heroic policewoman in front of him was actually from the crime squad.

Both are serious crime teams, but the Kowloon General Bureau has much greater power than the Kowloon City Branch. Strictly speaking, the Kowloon City Branch should be called the Criminal Investigation Division.

Chapter 58 Senior sister teaches boxing

Cheng Jiahui took off his suit jacket and put it on the stool beside him.

He took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trouser legs, and stepped on the ground with his bare feet, revealing a pair of white calves.

She is already very tall. Even after taking off her high heels, she is still about 1 meters tall, and her body proportions are very good.

Su Hao couldn't help but take another look.

Cheng Jiahui took a small stone from the corner, drew a small circle with a diameter of less than 50 centimeters on the ground, and stood in the circle with two feet one behind the other.

"Look carefully, I will show you each move, and at the same time explain the key points to you separately. It is worthy of the meeting gift you brought here."

Cheng Jiahui's statement seemed a bit particular, and she might have gotten Tan Zuochen's tacit approval.

Like a disciple, like a teacher, which also indirectly shows that Tan Zuochen is a character who has a clear sense of grudges and never defaults.

Su Hao opened his eyes wide.

Cheng Jiahui suddenly raised her leg and stared forward. While kicking out, the other leg was slightly bent, and her upper body was slightly tilted back. She maintained this posture, "Tell me why my upper body is leaning back?"

Su Hao nodded and said: "To maintain the balance of the body."

"Besides being ruthless and powerful, what other characteristics does this move have?"

Su Hao took a step back, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one. He held his chin and thought for a moment, "It's natural as if it's been tempered for thousands of times."

Seeing Su Hao's action of smoking, Cheng Jiahui frowned secretly, thinking that Su Hao's chance of passing the test was reduced by one point. However, she still taught her dutifully: "If someone uses this trick to kick you, how can you predict it?" ?”

Without waiting for Su Hao's answer, Cheng Jiahui continued: "Pay attention to his shoulders. If his shoulders sink, he must be out of touch."

Cheng Jiahui retracted her legs and turned sideways, and began to practice the second move, a sideways kick, targeting the opponent's chest.

She turned her waist, flicked her long hair, and formed a [-]-degree angle between her legs. This move looked ordinary and featureless, and there was almost nothing special about it except that it was very common.

But Su Hao knew that any move could cause considerable damage if paired with rapid speed.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill;

A bright mirror stops water, and a heavy weight seems to be light.

Real fighting techniques don't have so many fancy moves, they are all practical.

"The key point of this move, in addition to balance, is also to use the strength of the waist and abdomen. I will kick again at normal speed."

Cheng Jiahui retracted her legs and kicked her several times.

As the speed increased, the opponent's figure swayed even more. His long legs, beautiful hair, and heroic appearance gave people a very special sense of beauty.

Su Hao's nose twitched and he smelled the smell of Clairol shampoo from the other party.

As for why it's not Rejoice, it's because he also uses Clairol, and you can't smell it from other brands of shampoo.

Cheng Jiahui's kicking movements at this moment gave him a sense of familiarity.

Cheng Jiahui turned around and found that Su Hao was staring at her and was distracted. She couldn't help but blush slightly and pretended to be angry: "Are you studying?"

Su Hao replied: "Of course I have learned, senior sister, do you have a boyfriend who is also a policeman?"

Cheng Jiahui said angrily: "Why are you asking these questions? I'm not your senior sister. It's not certain whether you can pass the test tomorrow."

The reason Su Hao asked this was because he vaguely remembered that the female lead in a small-scale crime film he had seen in his previous life seemed to be very similar to Cheng Jiahui, and she was also good at kicking.

But he wasn't sure for a while.

This crime film is called "Barefoot". The male lead is Brother Jiaqian, a pervert who likes to knock people out and take them back with a chainsaw to collect the legs of beautiful women.

Su Hao also felt that it was impolite to test like this. After all, this was the first time the two of them met today, so he patiently explained: "A beautiful and sassy policewoman like you must have many people chasing her, so I guess you should have a man." friend."

Cheng Jiahui retracted her legs angrily, and the expression on her face returned to its cold look.

"This is the third trick."

As soon as Cheng Jiahui finished speaking, a gust of fragrant wind rushed towards Su Hao's face. He felt his eyes blurred. The cigarette butt in his mouth disappeared and he was kicked to the ground by the other party.

This kick was so fast and fierce that Su Hao couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to.

Cheng Jiahui pulled back her legs after her plot had succeeded, "If you want to chase girls, you have to learn skills. Just being handsome is useless. I guess you don't have a girlfriend yet."

"Finally, I'll give you two suggestions. The third move is to raise the leg high. If you want to stretch the movement, you must open the muscles and press the leg to do the one-word horse. Otherwise, it will be as awkward as a woman with small feet dancing with a sledgehammer, which will cause the movement The deformation does not meet the requirements and is not beautiful.”

"There's still one night left, so be happy."

"The second piece of advice is that if you want to concentrate on learning kung fu, you must quit smoking and drinking. Drinking can anesthetize people's nerves and slow down your reaction speed when facing enemies. Smoking will affect your lung capacity. Once a person loses his breath, There’s nothing you can learn from it.”

"That's all. Because of the meeting gift you brought and the fact that we are both police officers, we probably won't be able to meet each other again. I think your chance of passing the test tomorrow is less than one percent."

Cheng Jiahui put on her shoes and socks, put on a small suit and turned away.

Su Hao stood there and thought for a moment, followed Cheng Jiahui's example and kicked a few times in a small circle. He found that even the first two moves, which seemed normal, were very awkward.

Let’s not talk about the third move.

For ordinary people, raising the leg high is impossible to kick at all, and this move is not a kick, but a kick. There is an additional change in the technique, which means that the difficulty suddenly increases many times.

Su Hao tried to kick, but his feet went soft and he almost fell to the ground. There was also a dull pain between his legs, as if he was about to pull his balls off.

There were fighting tutorials in the police academy before, but they were aimed at ordinary people, and the moves were practical. They were basically grappling skills on the hands, and there were very few such high-leg movements.

Su Hao was not angry but happy. It seemed that he had found the right person this time.

Regardless of whether you will use it to deal with zombies after you complete the training, it is also good to learn more skills to save your life and defeat enemies.

As for tomorrow's test, he is not as pessimistic as Cheng Jiahui said, because he has experience in Chinese martial arts.

Su Hao looked around and saw that the sky was gradually getting dark. There was no one in the warehouse and Tan Zuochen could not be seen at all. It seemed that the other party was too lazy to say another word to him before he passed the test tomorrow.

Su Hao calmed down and went home.