Evil Awe-Inspiring

There are two doors in the warehouse at the back. I went out with the eighth door through the back door. This is a parking garage where many cars, large and small, are parked, but they look very old. What amazes me is that some repairmen seem not to be doing repairs ...

They are simply disassembling! Dismember the parts of the car.

When we passed this garage, Yaye didn't stop, but was always in front. The repairmen next to him just stood up and bent over Yaye silently, looking very respectful.

When I got out of the garage, it was just a courtyard. There was a spiral staircase. Yaye led me down and pushed open the door with some peeling paint on it. There was a sound of ping-pong fighting.

It sounded familiar to me. There were shouts, exhalations, footsteps, and the intersection of gloves. As soon as I walked in, I almost thought I was entering a gym.

On both sides are some simple fitness equipment, although they are relatively simple, but there are some, and some seemingly strong guys are carrying bells to practice their bodies, and some mats are placed on the ground in the middle to put together a piece Larger venues, some people are fighting against each other in pairs, and they all wear gloves ... not the big gloves of boxing, but the small ones, when worn The one showing half a finger.

In all cases, they all wore balaclavas.

Eighth Lord looked at the surprised expression on my face. Slightly satisfied smile.

The door behind them closed silently.

Most of the people who are practicing are about thirty years old. The oldest ones seem to have five, and the youngest are at least older than me.

"How?" Eighth Lord asked me with a smile.

I didn't understand what he asked, so I vaguely said, "Well."

"I'm asking you, how is this place?"

I nodded. "Good."

My gaze glanced at the people who were fighting against each other. This man is quite agile in both hands and movements. What moved me was that there were almost half of them. From the action point of view. They all carried a little trace of the army.

After a circle, I'm sure this man's skill is good ... but it's just good. There is no real master. At least none like Jinhe.

In the end, my eyes fell in the corner next to me. A man, dressed short and naked, was wearing a pair of shorts, gloves, and barefoot. Slamming with a sandbag.

The sandbag was hanging upside down and he was slamming. It can be seen that this man has very fast shots and good strength. He obviously has quite good fighting skills. His punches, elbows, knees, and legs are all cleverly used. Hit the sandbag like a storm and make a dense popping sound ...

In the end, after taking a side kick, he took a slight breath, and then drank in a deep voice. After that, he punched out with his fist, and the sandbag was slammed by him. Swinging out heavy, the swing is more than endless.

The eighth man noticed that I was looking at the young man, and said with a smile, "That is the best one among the young people here. What do you think?"

I nodded and said calmly, "Very good."

"It's really good." Eighth sighed suddenly, he touched his nose with the palm of only three hands left, and sighed: "Unfortunately, our generation is old, and now the young people are willing to endure hardships Too few, I have seen many young people who think they are very powerful, most of them are flowery. Real kung fu is made by tossing, and now young people are willing to endure hardships! "He pointed to the holding sandbag. Young man practicing: "He's pretty good, oh ... but it's worse than those old oilseers we used to ..."

I didn't speak.

After all, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with Ye Ye. When he sighed, I couldn't answer it rashly. Just a little awkwardly stood by and listened to him.

Eighth Lord thought for a while with closed eyes, then looked at me slowly, and said slowly: "Chen Yang, I understand what you said to me just now. But you want to go this way, not by determination. This meal, I ca n’t order anything, I ca n’t eat it! Although you were introduced by a fat man, it ’s at least good to know what you have to say. If you do n’t have the ability, you can only go to the road to make a small Business is over. Humanity is human, but I will not break the rules because of humanity! Do you understand? "

"Understand." I nodded. "It's fair ... I like fairness."

"Okay, then I don't have much explanation." Eighth God looked me up and down: "Lao Qi just said that you are good, you also said that you cut people with a knife in China, one dozen." His There was a smile on the corner of the mouth, but there was a mockery: "I haven't seen this with your own eyes, believe it or not, I can't say it. A person who cut more than a dozen people, I have not seen it, but it was many years Now. Most young people now have hard mouths and soft hands. Besides ... this is not domestic. North American firearm management is very loose, and domestic is two worlds! Even if you can really cut more than a dozen, here It ca n’t be eaten. If someone is holding an AK47, even if you are really Bruce Lee, it ’s useless. "

"I don't know how to use a gun. I haven't had any contact in China." I said lightly: "But I asked myself if my skill was good. I have practiced martial arts for ten years."

"Everyone has practiced here," Ba Ye said indifferently, he suddenly smiled, pointing at the young man holding the sandbag: "How do you think his skill is better than you?"

I'm a little hesitant.

It's still the problem. After all, I'm new here and I don't behave too arrogantly. After thinking about it, I slowly said, "I ... I don't practice like him."

Yaye laughed. There was something deep in his smile. But I can see that the smile didn't blame me, but it was a little bit fun.

Then he suddenly raised his hands and patted it three times.

Immediately, the people around them stopped their movements and quickly gathered towards us.

From this point of view. I value this place again! At least I and I have just come in and have been here for a while now, and these people are all focused on training, no one is distracted and looking at us. And now the Eighth Lord gave an order. Just come together.

At least it seemed they were very disciplined, not a gang of black people.

"Luo, come here." Eighth Lord said to the young man who had just hit the sandbag.

This is a guy who looks very tall. He should be a little older than me, but not too big. He looks handsome, his skin is a little white, but his upper muscles are very strong.

He stood at the forefront of these people, his eyes were very indifferent. Only when he was facing Yaye, his expression was softer.

"Give him your gloves." Eighth God pointed at me.

The young man looked at me without a word and silently took off his gloves. Yaye took it and handed it to me, with a smile on his face: "Well, you said you practiced differently from them. Let me see how you practice."

I was stared at by so many people, my face was a bit unnatural, but I quickly picked up the gloves, then put down my bag and took off my coat.

I slowly walked towards the sandbag, and the people on both sides immediately consciously gave me a path.

I felt the guys behind me staring at me. These eyes are not friendly, and even some faint hostility is in them.

The sentence that Yaye said intentionally just made my position a little awkward.

For a moment, I made up my mind.

This is not domestic, but here speaks by strength! This is not my humble time ... Moreover, I just came here. If I don't show it hard now, I'm afraid I will be looked down upon in the future!

I thought about it, I didn't know what kind of psychology I was in, turned back and smiled at Yaye, and then threw it lightly, without putting on the gloves, but left it aside.

When Master taught me martial arts, he hesitated for a long time before he passed on a trick called "Heavy Hand". The so-called heavy hand is also a trick! The lethality is very strong, but the shot is naturally heavy.

I never knew how much I learned from Master ’s Kung Fu, but I knew I was far behind. I once remembered Master said to me, because he felt that I was too aggressive, young and impatient, so he did not intend to pass me many killing tricks. Because I am afraid that I have learned, if I can't help putting heavy hands with people, it will cause trouble! Those killing tricks come out, if they are implemented, they will be killed or injured!

So in the end, Master only passed me a heavy hand. This trick is still my master's opinion that I uploaded it for many years of hard work. And he also felt that as my little apprentice, if I didn't pass any tricks to me, I would be sorry for me.

In fact, I know that Master passed me this trick, which is considered to be relatively "soft". Only a few of my brothers really learned some very powerful killing tricks.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I walked to the sandbag and slowly hugged the killing bag that was swinging so that it would not move anymore.

Then I took a step back, opened my legs slightly, lowered my waist, moved my waist slightly, and exhaled!

drink! !!

I drank all of it, twisted my waist and punched, and the boxing practiced to a high depth. Actually, the shot was not the strength of the arm, but the strength of the whole body was hit with a boxing!

This is a heavy hand in the boxing skills taught by Master! I heard bang!

With a muffled sound, the sandbag was shaken suddenly by everyone with a slight whisper!

I ca n’t say how hard my punches are, but the sandbags have n’t been beaten so much! Not even a third of that young man's fight just now. But I hit with a punch and immediately retracted, taking a step back slowly ...

Under the attention of everyone, the thick layer of leather on the outside of the sandbag was hit by my fist, and it was completely violent! A big opening burst, and the gravel rushed out, and it was all over in a moment!