I was his old enemy

In fact, Shi Sen wanted to say that the tiger could kill us both with just a move of his finger, but he felt that this was a bit of a feeling that other people's ambitions would destroy his own prestige, so he changed his words when he came to his mouth.

Tang Chen: "Cold salad!"

The well-informed Mr. Tang, who lived for ten more years, didn't take it seriously.

Shi Sen turned his head, and Tang Chen, who was walking beside him, had a ghostly look of "I am the biggest in the sky and the earth" in the not so bright rain.

Shi Sen: "Damn!"

In the practice hall, on the green cushions, a group of people had nothing to do after dinner and were doing somersaults.Sitting cross-legged on one side of the mat like stars holding the moon, Dug had an expression on his face as if he was watching a monkey show.

This condescending expression has changed since Tang Chen walked in, taking on a sinister flavor.

The people around him didn't immediately notice the change in Dumb's expression. A tall man with a fat head and big ears continued his previous words: "...It's really not as good as the previous one. Thinking about our previous one, let alone somersaults, it was Backflips, who can't do a few in one go!"

On the playing field ahead, the disciple who had done three side flips in a row was complacent, clasped his fists, and said "Concession" in his mouth, but there was no hint of humility in his eyes.

A brother who didn't know about Dahu's temperament after entering the museum heard what the fat head, big ears and tall man said, and came over desperately and said: "Brother Dahu, everyone says you are very powerful, can you open the eyes of the brothers?" ?”

It's over, the fat head and big ears looked at the brother who spoke with pity, his eyes said, my dear brother is so brave, next year today is your death day.At the same time, he retreated without a trace, trying to get out of the firepower circle, so as to avoid disaster when Du Hu made a move.

How could Big Tiger be a person with no name, no surname and no familiarity, just ask him!Throwing punches is too troublesome, brother Da Hu will probably throw his legs, and this leg will sweep down, this brother will be swept away a few meters, and hit the wall over there.

but……

Dumb stood up, but walked to the playing field in front of him, without beating anyone.

This is the rhythm of preparing to show off!

Not only the fat head and big ears, but also the brothers who knew Duhu were stunned. Could it be that today is a good day?But it was clearly raining outside!

Standing on the green cushion, Dumb didn't need a run-up, and started on the spot. He performed ten backflips in a row, like a fluttering ribbon, and finally landed firmly.For a moment of amazement, the practice hall was blown up with applause.

Shi Sen's eyes were staring straight, damn it, it's still too late, he should have started learning martial arts at the age of three, now his muscles and bones are hardened.

A dog-legged person graciously brought over a towel, Duhu took it, and walked towards Tang Chen seemingly casually while wiping his hands.

The person is not good!

Shi Sen winked fiercely by his side, Tang Meiren, a hero does not suffer from immediate losses.

It's a pity that the blind man was winked at. Tang Chen looked ahead and stood steadily with a calm posture.

Dumb: "Are you convinced?"

Tang Chen: "Yeah, Brother Big Tiger is well-deserved."

Dahu pointed to the green cushion behind him: "Do you want to come?"

"Don't dare, I was still taking an introductory theory class last night, no more than brother Dahu who practiced martial arts at the age of three."

Dahu wiped his hands clean, threw the towel to the person beside him, raised his right hand, and patted Tang Chen's left shoulder, which was a friendly and recognized body language in the eyes of others.

Originally, so many pairs of eyes had seen the car racing incident, and they were willing to bet and admit defeat. There was nothing to say. If Dui took advantage of the issue to bully a newcomer, it would be too unreasonable.

Dumb: "It's good to know, practice hard, the fighting arena on the seventh floor, if I teach you well in the arena, it's a waste of face, if you put it in the night arena, you can buy half a Mercedes for one night. "

Tang Chen's red clothes are reminiscent of a red Mercedes.

Tang Chen only felt the pain, it was very painful, and a layer of wet sweat immediately broke out on his head, and his shoulders seemed to be crushed, spreading all the way to his fingertips.

Dumb's hand was still on his shoulder.

"Brother Hu wants a Mercedes-Benz? I'll give you one another day, so you don't have to worry about it."

Tang Chen didn't show it on his face, he was already fucking angry in his heart, he looked like a lowly trash, no wonder Mr. Kang gave up because he didn't care about his grandson, he was a trash, no matter how skilled he was, If it is good, it will only cause harm to the society, and sooner or later his mother will go to jail and be sentenced to life.

It really hurts, the pain made Tang Chen's head dizzy, under the long and dense eyelashes, the red blood in his eyes became more and more dense, if he finds a chance, he will give it back ten times and a hundred times!

Soon the pain suddenly relieved, but the dizziness became worse, and I saw blood in front of my eyes, which filled my vision...

Suddenly, there was a "touch".

Dug let go, and Tang Chen's consciousness was pulled back by an invisible hand. He raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes. The blurry picture just now was blown away by the wind like a wisp of light smoke. Now he sees clearly In the center of the competition field, on the green cushion, a person was doing backflips. He did four flips in a row. He was obviously exhausted when he flipped the fifth, slipped under his feet, and fell face down on the mat.

Fortunately, there is a soft cushion, if the ground is hard, you can break the bridge of your nose.

The previous sound was made by him suddenly jumping onto the mat.

Everyone is dumbfounded/forced, where did this stupidity/force come out, it suddenly appeared and started to flip, meaning to provoke Big Tiger! ! !

The man clutched his nose and got up quickly, chattering a series of birdsong, obviously a foreign friend.

Tang Chen could tell at a glance that this was a half-American and African.

Adrian (Adrian) is 25 years old this year. He has admired Chinese martial arts since he was a child. Not long ago, he was transferred to work in the Z city branch in China due to the company's personnel changes. After he settled down and his work was straightened out, he came to Jingcheng Wushu Learning Chinese martial arts, fulfilling my childhood dream of martial arts, and traveling across the ocean to China, is not in vain.

Although the blood is impure, Adrian is a native American. He does not understand Chinese at all, let alone Chinese culture, so he has always believed that the big boss of their company is demented before sending him to China.

Of course, he brought an interpreter with him before, and this interpreter was found for him temporarily by the secretary. It was a Chinese girl. Just now, this girl told him that she was going to pick up her son from the kindergarten, so she left him and left.

He came down from upstairs and saw that there was a lot of people here, and when he walked over, he happened to see Dumb performing a backflip.He knows this. He learned it from a roommate in college. He couldn’t understand what others were saying, but he could feel that everyone’s emotions were high. He did two warm-up exercises on the spot, then jumped on the mat and started turning.

Speaking a bunch of incomprehensible birdsong, this person made Duhu very unhappy. He felt that this stupid/pussy with thick lips and blue eyes was questioning his strength.

The people around were pointing and joking, wanting to see how Big Tiger would deal with this foreigner who appeared out of control.

Adrian is still talking, showing his white teeth from time to time, and his darker skin makes his teeth whiter.

It's just that chickens talk to ducks, the more he talks, the more hostile everyone becomes.

"He said that he is a new apprentice in the martial arts school. He thinks that Big Tiger is very powerful. He admires him very much. He learned the two skills just now from a roommate from Spain in college. He practiced for two years. He likes it very much. China, I like Chinese martial arts the most."

Tang Chen took the initiative to translate aloud, which is a free translation after extracting the central idea, because this buddy spoke at least two reading comprehension articles quickly.

For the sake of helping him no matter whether it is intentional or not.

Tang Chen moved the fingers of his left hand and finally regained some consciousness.

Duan didn't believe Tang Chen's words, he thought Tang Chen was with the foreigner, and he planned to show mercy for the sake of international friends, but now, he felt it was unnecessary.

Tang Chen turned his head and said to Adrian: "(English) this person thinks you offended him and wants to beat you up. You'd better run as fast as you can now."

But Adrian didn't run away. He was very happy that there are people here who can understand English. If you understand English, you can communicate, and communication can solve the misunderstanding.

It's a pity that Duhu wouldn't be interested in standing and communicating with him, so he swept over with one leg, with a strong wind.

This leg missed Adrian's body, and he was caught by a punch halfway. The punch met a kick, and the tiger was shocked by an invisible force and took at least five steps back before he stood still.

Mr. Kang stood there with his fists back, looking at Dumb badly, implying a threat that you won't have to come back if you want to be like this.

Adrian has been following Tang Chen, because no one else can communicate.

"(English) I like Chinese martial arts very much, come here to learn Taekwondo, how about you?"

Tang Shen: "(English) Taekwondo originated in Korea, and it does not belong to Chinese martial arts."

"Ohmygod! That's not true, you're so funny."

"real."

In the evening, Tang Chen learned the basic skills of Xingyiquan and the essentials of holding piles with Mr. Kang.

After coming out of the martial arts hall, the rain was still falling. Amidst the noise of the rain, the continuous rain filled the endless night, and the dots of lights made the night darker.

"Damn it's raining forever!" Shi Sen, who was walking beside Tang Chen, complained.

It was late at night, and it was a little cold to walk out.Tang Chen used the right hand holding the umbrella to put the clothes and hat behind his head on his head. He didn't use his left hand, and he couldn't lift his left arm at the moment.

"The snack street in front, go eat something."

Shi Sen: "My mother left food for me."

Tang Chen: "Get lost!"

Diagonally opposite the martial arts hall is a barber shop. The walls and doors on the side of the street are made of glass. The bright lights inside shine through the glass. You can see several customers getting their hair cut. Outside the barber shop, they are standing in the backlight under the eaves. one person.

Chen Qingyan had been waiting here for a while. An umbrella was placed against the wall at his feet, and the rainwater flowed from under the umbrella all the way to the bottom of the steps.

He saw Tang Chen at a glance, opened his umbrella and walked over.