Qu Yong was "thumped" in his heart, and he was a little scared when he thought of the situation of chopping hands and feet in the movie. Honestly, now Qu Yong has also practiced with Taoist Tianyi for two months and asked him to face it directly. He is not afraid that it is fake. "Large Allen, what do you want?"
"Don’t worry!" Dafei saw that his face turned pale and said, "There is no blood here." Qu Yong was relieved when he couldn’t hear the blood. "But I just want you to play with my little brother. Do you dare to come to my jewelry store alone?"
Qu Yong looks at these two hands, the joints are thick, the palms are calluses, and the kung fu is definitely not weak. "How to play?"
Dafei sneered, "You can just pick ten strokes and kill anyone?"
Qu Yong carefully looked at it and decided to choose the left side. The reason is very simple. He looks thinner, maybe his fist will be lighter. Although he knows that the size is not so linked to the depth of kung fu, for a person with no real actual combat experience, his subconscious will choose this way.
"good! My name is Liang to ask QuXiong about two tricks. "The skinny one is fuels in the previous step.
"I’ll pay for what the big boss borrowed from you!" Dafei shouted at a closed window on the third floor and then said, "Push the field."
"Ah …" Ordinary people have long been hiding far away in their eyes. Although Qu Yong has retrieved 600 pieces of decoction that can be used to treat injuries, he will not come until 6 thousand.
Qu Yong put the bag and A Liang walked to the middle of the ground. He also fuels and said "offended" according to the old Taoist saying. He crouched slightly with his left foot and posed as a hand gesture.
Liang turned out to be out to beat this little guy. When he saw QuYong’s hand, he knew that it was also a practice. He couldn’t help but put away some of his contempt for the heart. "It turned out to be a practice."
Xingyiquan is spread all over the country, and everyone who knows how to do it knows that Qu Yong will stop talking, and his right foot will push into a big step. His left heel is next to his right foot, and his right fist will be twisted forward from the rib to the midline of the body through the abdomen and chest, which is both a way of playing and a way of caring.
"How dare you attack!" A Liang then took a ride with his complicated techniques and posture, and shot quickly around the eyes. When two people met, Qu Yong had been disrupted, and the rhythm had been successively retreated four steps. He was punched in the thigh, which was sour and painful. If he hadn’t dodged quickly, he had already hit the perineum.
"This man is quick and vicious, but he seems to have seen it in the hands of the Taoist priest!" Qu Yong was lucky enough to be used to being beaten by the old road, but he got another punch in the blink of an eye, but this time he understood that "this is Mei Si Boxing, and I was so stupid that I forgot to know it so well."
In the past two months, Qu Yong has changed a kind of fist palm and fed him almost every day, sometimes several times. He has also watched this common Chinese fist palm every day.
You can’t blame Qu Yong for not being able to recognize it. He was nervous when he first made a real move with people. Besides, Liang Meisi’s boxing has undergone complicated changes after years of actual combat, and it’s not surprising that he couldn’t recognize it at the moment.
Now that I have recognized Quyong’s fist road, I have bitten my teeth and successively made three cannons in the middle. This cannon boxing is the most fierce in five elements boxing, and Liang was beaten up. Meisi Boxing specially grabbed the cannons on both sides that were most afraid of the sharp middle offensive. This is simple and coherent. The middle counterattack is the most effective. Quyong is right and tide wait for no man. It is also a trick to pick and beat Liang. When he retreats, he immediately beat him up and hit the wall more than two meters away.
Although Liang’s defeat was seen through by people, most of them still wanted to play and humiliate Qu Yong because he underestimated his enemy.
He jumped up and was about to fight again, but Dafei shouted back, "Stop it!" Dafei got up for the first time. He was taller than Qu Yong. He applauded and laughed. "It’s hard to prevent a fairy from grabbing the position by stepping on the door. It turned out to be an expert in Xingyiquan. For the first time in so many years, Dafei looked away. You can do it!" Although he is smiling, his eyes are cold and scary.
Qu Yong’s confidence in winning the first world war rose sharply in response to his eyes. "Can I go now?"
"Please!" Dafei sat back to the position lazily and stared at QuYong figure far away.
"Big … Large Allen, did you just let this little walk away?" Ah Juan was unwilling to say, "Isn’t he just wearing a Cao family P hat?"
Dafeishen said, "This path is not simple. His boxing path is formal, but it’s not today. If he doesn’t have enough actual combat experience, Liang will be beaten by him."
A Liang rubbed his chest for half a ring and finally spat it out in a sulk. "This little guy has actually realized that I am soft and soft!"
"Is he that good?"
Dafei muttered something, "I have a bad feeling that this little thing will be a curse in the future." He rushed to another hand and hooked his fingers to his ear. "Areva, you took a few people to do it in a couple of days. He is wrong or knocked him out and tied him to us. Let’s leave him to the old man." His last words are very light, but his eyes are murderous.
Ah Hai, the other hand, bowed and quietly walked out the back door.
Qu Yong came out of the dark silver building and suddenly felt his eyes shine. He took a deep breath just now. Although the first battle was very short, it was of great significance to Qu Yong. From this moment on, he felt that he had a firm and powerful self-confidence. This self-confidence came from kung fu. I remember the old saying that men always make sense when practicing boxing.
After all this trouble, Qu Yong doesn’t want to go to the black market. He is afraid that he will attract others’ attention. Maybe he will go to the black market at this time and just be eaten by a flying man.
In this world of Quzhou, who dares not to sell a little noodles? Qu Yong decides to go back or ask Boss Cao to help him sell these Dendrobium candidum.
There is an alley at the entrance of Liye Garden, which is intertwined with a mesh snack street. Snacks all over the country are thriving through this piece of college business. Sometimes Qu Yong also wants their parents to come here to set up a stall to sell beef noodles, but once he asked a stall that is one meter long and two meters long, and it costs more than 2,000 yuan a month to rent a place. He was immediately frightened that this matter could not be stopped.
They usually bring lunch boxes back to their dormitories, and all of them are the two-meat-two-vegetarian meal in that Wenzhou fast food restaurant. When Qu Yong first came, the two-meat-two-vegetarian meal was five dollars, and now it has risen to six and a half dollars. Everything is going up these days, but the wallets of ordinary people are not going up.
Qu Yong packed three lunches for them first, and then he ordered two vegetarian dishes to eat in a fast food restaurant. In fact, he usually eats them in the school cafeteria. Although the dishes are terrible, they are cheap, but eating them in a fast food store also has the advantage that it costs three yuan to eat rice casually.
Every time the owner of Wenzhou fast food restaurant hates this guy who can eat, it happened that he had to take away three boxes of lunch every time he finished eating, so he managed to hold back. Otherwise, if everyone eats his business like this, don’t say that he can’t pay the rent.
Chapter four says four girls.
Back to the dormitory, the night just fell, and the dormitory was hungry and dying. Seeing Qu Yong coming back, he lost his mouse and roared and rushed over to hold his own food to chew.
Qu Yong hung the cap back to the boss and just wanted to talk to him about Dendrobium. Fat suddenly shouted, "Brother Xiaoyong, what happened to your face and was beaten?" !”
On hearing that Qu Yong was beaten by someone, the other two roommates leaned in to look at it. After a closer look, I really found that Qu Yong’s right face was bruised and a little red and swollen.
"Wait!" Dafei toyed with the thickest scar on his face and said, "I’ve given you a small amount of money, but I don’t look good if you don’t leave anything like this, do I?"
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