What the hell is going on?

Tang Zhong couldn't think about it a little, so he simply didn't want to, looked at Xiong Danyun, and didn't admit it at the first time, but asked with a light smile: "Where did Mr. Xiong hear this?"

She said she saw you punch and kick several thugs. ”

Xiong Danyun said.

Hey?

Hearing this, Tang Chong looked at Shu Ya with a little surprise.

"I saw it at the Lingxing intersection, when you were stopped by a few thugs, I don't know what happened, but I saw that you didn't say a word and first knocked a person out a few meters later. Then he kicked another thug out of the way, and in a moment he cleaned up a few thugs. At this time, an old man and a young man came over, especially the old man jumped up behind you and grabbed your hand, and then you broke away and knocked the thug down, and when you were about to leave, the young man jumped up in anger and kicked at you, and you turned around and kicked him away, and then you drove the Jaguar XJ away. ”

Shu Ya held the water cup in both hands, looked at Tang Zhong and Xiong Danyun, and whispered.

After listening to Shu Ya's words, Tang Zhong knew what was going on, he didn't pay too much attention to the people around him at that time, so Shu Ya didn't appear in his memory at that time.

"I see, I mean, how you see me always feels a little scared. ”

Tang Zhong said with a smile.

Hearing this, Shu Ya's face flushed slightly, and she pursed her lips and was silent.

"So, speaking of which, Mr. Tang does know martial arts?"

Xiong Danyun's eyes lit up, and he looked at Tang Zhong tightly, with some excitement.

In B City, he heard some things, some things that Shu Ya encountered in S City, including Tang Chong, what made him very concerned was that according to Shu Ya, a person was beaten away by another person, this kind of exaggerated statement He didn't believe it at first, but in the case of Shu Ya's great affirmation and insistence, he chose to believe in his girlfriend, so he came to S City, one of the purposes is to meet this young man who knows martial arts.

"I'll do a little fighting!"

Tang Zhong smiled and said with a smile, he didn't like to show off on this, and he was once beaten by that unruly young man because of this incident, although he didn't suffer much injury from the unruly young man, but because of this, he was too hard and his brain was hit very violently, which made him faint for a while.

That kind of pain is particularly profound to Tang Zhong now, so Tang Chong is more or less uncomfortable talking about this, and he almost died in the hands of Ying Zun because of kung fu in ten days, although the root cause of all this is not fighting, but Tang Chong still has a cautious attitude towards this.

"Is there any difference between martial arts and martial arts? Aren't they all the same?"

Xiong Danyun looked at Tang Zhong with a little puzzlement, in his eyes, fighting is martial arts, and martial arts are fighting.

Of course, in fact, in a way, this understanding is correct.

In the eyes of many people, martial arts are used for fighting, so martial arts are fighting techniques.

In fact, even in today's society, the martial arts world is no longer prosperous and prosperous, but there are still many martial arts masters who aim to strengthen their bodies and warm their bodies through the process of practicing martial arts.

But!

Martial arts are different, it doesn't mean that it is not a martial art, it is also a martial art, it is a kind of martial art that has no limitations, has an offensive nature, and is a martial art used to knock down the enemy.

"Martial arts are also martial arts, but martial arts can't be called martial arts, if you meet someone who practices martial arts in the future, you must not say that martial arts are also martial arts. ”

Tang Zhong didn't explain Xiong Danyun's incomprehension too much, because he didn't understand it very well, but he still warned him.

In today's society, those who know martial arts look down on martial arts, and those who know martial arts look down on those who can fight.

People gather like people!

Martial arts are an extension of martial arts, which is a skill that can effectively attack the opponent or the enemy in combat sports, and is more suitable for the needs of the current social development.

But in the eyes of those who know traditional martial arts, these people are nothing more than learning a little bit of skin, and they have no foundation, just like a building has no foundation pad, which is not worth mentioning.

"Why?" Xiong Danyun looked at Tang Zhong curiously.

"Because that's what they say!"

Hearing this, Tang Chong's face stiffened slightly, his eyes rolled, and he found a reason.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Xiong seems to care a lot, and he is interested in martial arts?"

In order to divert Xiong Danyun's attention, Tang reopened the question.

"I'm a little interested, and I'm thinking about learning, but I'm afraid it's a little late for me to learn martial arts like this, and I guess I can't cry, I heard that it's hard to practice martial arts. ”

Xiong Danyan's eyes lit up, then he shrugged his shoulders, leaned back on the sofa, and said helplessly.

"That's good! If you want to succeed, you have to work hard. ”

Tang Zhong smiled and laughed.

"If you want to punch a person away, how long will it take?"

Xiong Danyun asked again.

"Hmm~ I'll do the math!"

Hearing this, Tang Zhong spoke, pondered, and began to calculate the proportion of his time to learn martial arts and physical fitness, and after a while, in Xiong Danyun's somewhat expectant gaze, Tang Zhong said: "About thirty years!"

Ay?

Xiong Danyun, who looked expectant, was instantly stupid.

What the heck?

Thirty years, thirty years of martial arts practice can only reach that point, Xiong Danyun instantly lost interest in learning, and completely crushed the little struggle in his heart.

"No, Mr. Tang, you're not joking!"

Suddenly, Xiong Danyun looked at Tang Zhong and said with some suspicion.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Tang is only twenty years old now, and he is still ten years away from his mother's womb, so how can you fly a person with one punch?"

Xiong Danyun looked at Tang Zhong with questioning eyes.

"Because we're different!"

Tang Zhong said lightly.

Not the same?

Xiong Danyan tugged at the corners of his mouth, couldn't he hear such an obvious wording.

However, he had no idea that this was indeed the case.

Perhaps sensing that Tang Chong was unwilling to say more in martial arts or martial arts, or that Xiong Shan Yun really had no interest, he couldn't help but get up and walked to the balcony to take a look, then returned to the living room, looked at Tang Chong, and asked with a somewhat strange expression: "Are you really a big boss worth billions?"

"It didn't feel like much, and the view from the balcony didn't make a difference. ”

Without waiting for Tang Zhong to speak, Xiong Danyun smashed his mouth twice, and said a little boringly.

"Shan Yan!" Shu Ya called softly, giving a stern look, but no matter how you look at it, it tastes bad.

But!

Xiong Danyun listened to Shu Ya's words, stopped wandering, and sat down.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Xiong is not a fitness instructor, how can he be interested in martial arts?"

The living room was a little silent for a while, and Tang Zhong was helpless and picked a topic.

"Hey...... Actually, I have always thought that martial arts is the level of broadcast gymnastics, and I have never seen it, those grandfathers and grandmothers of Tai Chi or something, I don't look at it mysterious, it's really no different from flower boxing and embroidered legs. Moreover, since I became a fitness coach, I exercised from time to time, and my physical fitness was better, so I had no interest in those fancy shelves. But men, after all, have a certain interest in dancing guns and sticks. ”

Xiong Danyun smiled, took a sip of water, and continued: "For me, martial arts have always been longing for, but I am not particularly interested. It wasn't until our boss took me to the real martial arts world and watched a few real martial arts competitions that the throbbing hidden in my body gushed out. ”

Oh?