I opened a martial arts gym in Meiman

Chapter 18 The Arrival of Zhong Qiang (Please recommend for collection)

When Huang Wen woke up, it was the morning of the second day. Huang Wen felt that his spirit was not bad, but his body was still a little sore. Huang Wen took a look and saw that the bruise was still there, but the color was already dark. a lot.

As for the injured finger, Huang Wen moved it twice. If he didn't use force, there would be no problem. Even with a little force, he could still feel the pain from the seam of the bones.

At the intersection of Chinatown, a young man with a backpack appeared here, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, he exhaled heavily, relieved the exhaustion in his heart, and walked towards the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall.

When he saw that the door of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Center was closed, the young man frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Dad didn't Dad say that Brother Wen has walked out of the Martial Arts Hall before? Why hasn't he returned to his normal routine?"

This young man is Zhong Bo's son, and also Zhong Qiang, who Huang Wen wanted him to help in the martial arts hall.

After Zhong Qiang saw that the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall had not yet opened, he turned around and walked towards his Bayu hot pot restaurant. The hot pot restaurant was open, of course, not for business, but knowing that his son was coming back, Zhong Bo couldn't wait. got up early.

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

Don't ask why there is Chaoshan casserole porridge in Bayu hotpot restaurant, ask that Chinese cuisines blend with each other, and there is no regional distinction for a long time.

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

"It's good to be back, just come back." Uncle Zhong stuck his head out of the back kitchen, nodded at Zhong Qiang with red eyes, and didn't mean to come and hug. become such a habit.

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

"I've made some porridge for you, it's alright, let's go, you smell so bad, let's take a bath and eat." Zhong Bo was held in Zhong Qiang's arms, and there was a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth. Tsukuru pushed Zhong Qiang in disgust and said.

"Hey, there's no other way, I'm in a hurry." Zhong Qiang smiled and scratched his head, "I'll take a shower first, and I'll call Brother Wen later to see if he's up."

"Okay, we just talked yesterday, and you don't have to persuade him anymore. Brother Wen has always had his own opinions." Speaking of Huang Wen, Uncle Zhong sighed and walked into the back kitchen.

"How can I persuade my brother to ask this kind of thing?" Zhong Qiang shook his head, turned around, carried his backpack, and walked up the stairs. Their house was also on the second floor. The layout is almost the same.

"It's ridiculous that the U.S. police station has not even had a word for so many days. However, some news still needs to be told to Brother Wen."

After a while, Zhong Qiang simply took a shower, glanced at Zhong Bo who was still in the back kitchen, walked out of the hot pot restaurant, and headed towards the Wing Chun martial arts hall not far away.

"Ask brother! Ask brother I'm back, are you awake yet!" Zhong Qiang shouted at the room where Huang Wen was in front of the Wing Chun martial arts hall.

"Xiao Qiang?" Huang Wen, who was taking a shower, was stunned for a moment, Zhong Qiang's appearance appeared in his mind, and then a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhong Bo said that he was not in a hurry to call Zhong Qiang back in advance, he did so anyway. Fortunately, his revenge had already been avenged, and the next step was to concentrate on running the martial arts hall.

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

"I'm not afraid that something happened to Brother Wen, and I won't have the chance to see you for the last time!" Zhong Qiang punched Huang Wen in the chest and said with a smile, "For the sake of me running back so hard, are you leaving? Before, did you pass on your family martial arts to me?"

"Hey!" Huang Wen sucked in a breath of cold air. Of course, Zhong Qiang's punch didn't have much strength, but it just hit a bruise.

"What's the matter? Ask brother, I didn't try too hard!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly retracted his fist, looking at Huang Wen a little worriedly.

"It's fine, I'll be fine if you have anything!" Huang Wen waved his hand and gave Zhong Qiang a blank look, "You still want to learn the martial arts from my family? Let's learn the basics of Wing Chun first!"

The so-called family martial arts is actually a part of Wing Chun that is not known to the public. After all, Huang Hong only opened a martial arts hall for dinner, and he must have reservations about the essence of Wing Chun.

When Huang Hong once taught Huang Wen, he was seen secretly by Zhong Qiang, and Zhong Qiang remembered the fact that Huang Wen had a family of martial arts.

"It's boring, those basic exercises are too tiring." Zhong Qiang curled his lips, "You have to stick to basic skills every day, how can you have so much time, look at people who teach taekwondo, karate, and free fighting, you only need to be simple A few sets of tricks, just practice two or three times a week."

"Most of the old ladies don't care whether the boxing you teach is powerful or not, whether you can fight or not, the main thing is to be simple and practical, so that they can occasionally defend themselves, play two moves to pretend to be forceful, and then there is a so-called hierarchical system, so that They can have the thrill of upgrading..."

"You did the investigation very well!" Huang Wen glanced at Zhong Qiang in surprise, "Why, when you were about to wait for the internship, you came to help me? I can't ask for anything, it's easy to talk about salary and so on!"

"Ask brother, you should solve your problem first." Zhong Qiang shrugged and lowered his voice, "I have a classmate, and there is a gang in my family. According to him, in most gangs, there are real A master, far beyond the kind of ordinary people..."

"Before I came back, I helped you find out about the big brother that Brother Lian is helping. He has a mutant under his command, and he looks like he is not weak. The mutant asked brother, have you heard of it? It's much more powerful than yours, you But be careful, it's best to wait for the people from the Gelian Gang to be single before starting..."

"Oh, he's already dead." Huang Wen smiled and spread his hands, "However, his strength is really strong, otherwise, he wouldn't hurt me."

"What?" Zhong Qiang suddenly widened his eyes, then shrank his neck, looked left and right, and found that no one was coming outside, so he said in a low voice, "Ask, brother, has you solved it for you? "

"Yeah." Huang Wen smiled and nodded, "It's all settled, Dad's revenge, I have already avenged it. Next, it's time to fulfill his last wish and carry forward our Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall!"

"How did you..." Zhong Qiang was talking, but suddenly stopped, "Go, ask brother, my dad made breakfast, let me come over and call you, let's talk while eating!"

"Okay, I happen to be hungry too, let's go." Huang Wen smiled and nodded. He also happened to have some questions about publicity and management that he wanted to ask Zhong Qiang, so he took this opportunity to drag Zhong Qiang to his Yong. Come to Chunwu Pavilion.

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