Outside the factory, the mountain town was covered in snow. In the middle of the rectangular field, two black youths were pushing and shoving each other. This level of fighting was not worth watching for Jiaming. He and Ya Han were standing at the back of the wall. Ya Han was also hitting him with her fists. Occasionally, she would hold her stomach and bend over. She was laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe.
"Hey, hey … that's enough …" Jiaming glanced at her and couldn't help but smile. "It's been half an hour and you're still like this. Someone hit your laughing acupoint. Can't you see that Mike and that guy are already fighting? Even if you're laughing, why do you have to hit me when you're laughing?"
"It's … it's you who hit my laughing acupoint. Huff, huff, my stomach hurts."
Yahan bent over, her smile was so bright that it was beyond recognition. But even if she was a beauty, to laugh on and off for more than half an hour was indeed a little exaggerated. Not far away, people were looking at her with admiration. "I … I saw that serious expression of yours and I knew you were going to do something funny … but I didn't expect you to be so shameless, haha … I remember that time when you and Han Gangcheng had a duel …"
"Han Gangcheng?
Who? "
"No way, you forgot."
Ya Han held back her laughter and looked at him strangely. "That time, they hit Lingjing's head with a football. You spat on him in the ring and gave him a kick that would end his family line. After that, you even used the anti-pervert spray to advertise."
"Oh, it's been so long. Who still remembers? He's lucky. If I really hit him, I would have killed him with one punch …"
"Haha, I have a deep impression of that time. Teacher Chen Guxia happened to come to the school and I brought him to watch. You kept hiding and hiding. I even tried my best to put in a good word for you in front of him. I said that you have a good character and don't like to fight. So, when you started to fight, Teacher Chen believed me. He said that it was a good character to not like to fight. He even praised you for your talent and foundation. But not long after he said that, you spat on him … Hmph, you liar …"
"I didn't lie to you about those things!"
"But you lied to me about some other things, and … Lingjing and Shasha only knew that you knew martial arts after following you for a long time. They were worried about you back then, just like that time when Han Gangcheng was in the arena. They thought that you would be beaten up and were extremely anxious …"
"But I don't mean any harm …"
"In any case … it's your fault …"
After coming to a conclusion, Ya Han began hammering Jiaming's back without restraint. Under such circumstances, it was useless to reason with a woman. However, her strength was not great, so even if she hammered him, it was as if she was hammering his back.
The two of them were fooling around. To outsiders, they naturally looked like a pair of siblings with deep feelings. On the other hand, Mike was also knocked to the ground by his opponent. Then, he stubbornly got up.
"Hey, Mike doesn't seem to be able to beat that Gammon guy. Should we help?
Why don't you go and give him some advice? "After all, she was grateful for Mike's help, so Ya Han suggested.
However, Jiaming smiled and shook his head, "This is their habit. After fighting once, no matter who wins or loses, their past grudges are considered to be over.
I think it's better to wait for them to finish fighting, then I'll treat his wounds. I'm good at this. "
"Oh." Ya Han nodded, then smiled and asked, "Are you really going to be a surgeon in the future?"
"Not necessarily, but now that I think about it, I'm really good at this. Mama Ye … Uh, she also thinks that I did a good job. What's wrong?
Isn't it good to be a doctor?
Don't people nowadays hope that their children will grow up to be doctors or lawyers? "
"No, it's just …" She rolled her eyes, "It's hard to imagine you being a serious doctor."
"Actually, my true nature is to be serious, okay?"
"Don't you think that this sentence is too unconvincing?"
"…"
What would a couple who had just reached a new stage in their relationship talk about? Reminiscing about the past, looking forward to the future, brainlessly looking for trouble, talking nonsense … In short, even with Jiaming's mature temperament, it was inevitable that he would accompany Ya Han to flirt for a while. However, in such an environment, of course, there were other things to talk about. Her gaze was fixed on the fight in the arena. Occasionally, a more powerful move would appear. Ya Han, who was also very interested in martial arts, asked Jiaming for a suitable way to deal with it.
"Uh, this move, I can use a move in Wing Chun to break it, but it will definitely take a lot of strength … Uh, like this …"
"Tai Chi's Four Ounces Against a Thousand Catties seems pretty good. How should I do it …"
"Turn around, side kick … Should I kick in the middle or the top?"
As she spoke, Ya Han practiced a punching bag hanging next to her. Ya Han was well trained in self-defense. Although she looked weak, under normal circumstances, she still had the ability to knock down three or four strong men. However, her fighting style was mostly judo and karate with a small part of Chinese Kung Fu. As the daughter of a big family, naturally, she practiced martial arts that were more practical since she was young. As for the easy to learn but hard to master, most of the Chinese Kung Fu at this time, although she had learned it before, it could only be regarded as a frame to strengthen the body. Jiaming could only smile and explain the principles of these things to her.
"You're only talking about the beautiful moves in Wing Chun. If you really want to use them in a duel like this, these things have to be separated. In fact, Chinese Kung Fu is really vicious when used in a fight. In most competitions, it's forbidden. For a girl, kicking someone's crotch is definitely the most useful move.
Just now, you can take a step back, step forward, and kick out fiercely. Haha, don't hit me. I'm serious. I guarantee a one-hit kill. You don't have many chances to fight with others, but if someone really wants to hit you, don't hesitate to use this move. "
"Soft Taiji Fist is a kind of realm. It's just beautiful, but it includes the most comprehensive control of oneself and the enemy. You just need to know about this. When you can really use four ounces to defeat a thousand catties, you can also use more than a thousand catties of strength directly. Uh, don't even think about it … Taiji Fist, which is really used to hit people, is very fierce. It can even be said to be the fiercest kind of fist. Taiji Fist here is to teach you how to use soft force to exert strength. Simply put, it's like smashing out with a meteor hammer.
Look … "Since Ya Han was interested, there was no need for him to hide it. After all, Ya Han wouldn't really practice Kung Fu. She was just doing it for fun. He smiled and talked while gesturing randomly. Of course, he couldn't really hit the poor sandbag. However, when his fist fell softly in an arc, and occasionally a strange side kick or a seemingly weak Chinese kick, Shirley, who was watching the fight, came over with a smile. Just now, although she was knocked on the head by Jiaming, which made everyone laugh, no one was angry. Instead, she covered her forehead and laughed for a long time.
"Are you practicing?
Are you interested?
That's not how you fought just now … "
After being tricked by Jiaming, everyone had a better impression of the foreign tourists. Shirley also seemed to like Jiaming more after being knocked on the head. She immediately taught the two the basics of Kung Fu.
"Your body must be stable. Don't clench your fists too tightly. Bend your upper body a little … You should have seen these postures on TV. The most important thing is that you have to concentrate. At this moment, only your enemy is in front of you. You must gather all your strength at one point, and in an instant, punch out … Ah!"
With this shout, Shirley suddenly swung her fist. With a bang, the heavy sandbag was sent flying. This punch was far beyond the strength of ordinary people. She seemed very satisfied. She nodded proudly at Jiaming, then straightened the sandbag and performed a perfect roundhouse kick to the two. Jiaming looked at the sandbag with a stunned and worshipful expression, watching the sandbag swing back and forth in front of him.
This made Shirley very happy, and for a moment, she was very proud of herself.
Uncle Hans used to be a member of the Marine Corps. You know, this is a military technique. It looks simple, but it takes a lot of hard work to achieve results … Gammon is the best at it right now. Just look at the fight … But don't worry, I know you and Mike are friends. In fact, Gammon hasn't used his full strength yet. He knows what he's doing and won't go too far … "
The people in the town were tough. It was obvious that Mike was also a person who had been training for a long time and had a lot of fighting experience. However, when it came to strength, he was still a bit weaker than Gammon. At this time, he was constantly being beaten back.
There was no specific range limit in the factory, so the two could fight wherever they wanted. The onlookers just had to pay attention and make way.
Shirley was not wary of Jiaming, who looked harmless. In a moment of joy, she began to talk about her boyfriend.
"Did you know?
Gammon's dream is to be a boxer, but not a proper one. There are some underground boxing matches in the United States where people are considered masters. Gammon wants to fight in those matches, but he's not strong enough yet. The real powerful underground boxers can break a tree with one punch. It's very easy to blow up a sandbag like this. Their fists are even comparable to steel. It's really hard to imagine … Uh … "
At this point, Shirley suddenly stopped talking. She looked forward in horror, and Ya Han, who was next to her, also gasped.
It all happened in a split second. Mike was hit by Gammon's ferocious spinning kick. Although his defense was quite standard, when the kick landed on his crossed arms, the huge force caused his body to fly out directly.
At this time, the place where they were fighting was only a few meters away from Li Ming and the others. Behind Mike, there was a big box about one and a half meters wide. The rough box was hand-welded with scrap steel plates. It was used to store things at the bottom, but on top, there was an unused sound system. Who knew who had a sense of humor or art. The top of the box was surrounded by a fence with thin steel bars, like a manor, and there was an iron door in the middle. It looked gorgeous, but if Mike flew two meters away, the steel rods would definitely pierce his head.
Almost at the moment when Mike was sent flying, several people showed a look of horror. Most of them had been trained and had fast reflexes. However, because everyone subconsciously avoided the fight, no one could help for a while.
Gammon, on the other hand, did not notice the danger. His whole body was still in a charging posture after the spinning kick.
Shirley wanted to rush to Mike's side, but obviously, there was no chance for her to help.
The next moment, there was a muffled sound in the factory, followed by a rumbling sound. Shirley rushed out and slammed into Jiaming's back.
Mike's body fell to the ground with a thud.
In front of him, Gammon seemed to be stunned by the sudden scene. He did not manage to throw a second consecutive kick. His center of gravity shifted, and he fell to the ground on his butt.
Under Mike's body was the wet ground after the huge iron box was suddenly moved away. Jiaming was standing next to him at this time. This figure appeared out of nowhere because a moment ago, he was still standing beside the sandbag five or six meters away. Shirley, who rushed over, wanted to support the figure that suddenly appeared, but she slipped and fell to the ground, half-kneeling while holding the corner of his clothes.
No one even noticed how Jia Ming had suddenly crossed the distance of a few meters. However, with his appearance, after a muffled sound, the entire steel box flew out like a rubber ball, crashing into a sapphire blue Harley 3 meters away. As for the speaker above, it flew even further and shattered into pieces in a pile of junk. More junk fell from the pile of junk with a bang.
The entire place was silent, so quiet that it was like an empty school classroom on weekends. They might not have been able to clearly see how Jiaming had arrived, but because all of their gazes had already noticed him, almost everyone could clearly see that it was this ordinary youth who Just now had become the subject of ridicule. After he had appeared, he had thrown a simple punch at the large box cast from steel plates.
Now, on the Harley, the side of the box that was hit had clearly caved in …