Chapter 14: My Fiancée
With 20 years of experience in Pingshan Prison, Wu Liang developed the habit of getting up every morning to play Wing Chun as a morning exercise.
After washing his face and quietly walking out of his home, there were still few pedestrians and vehicles on the road on Beihua Street, so Wu Liang ran along the road to warm up first.
In the morning light, Wu Liang's pace is not very fast, but the rhythm of his steps is clear, and it takes about thirty seconds to breathe and breathe, which can be called a long rhyme.
If a master of kung fu who learns the inner family sees it, he will definitely be surprised by his age.
So young? has the attainment of internal kung fu!
Passing through an intersection with a green theme park in front of him, Wu Liang thought: It's a good place to practice boxing.
In a quiet corner, Wu Liang held his breath quietly, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, closed his eyes, and started with the small thoughts in Gu Lao Wing Chun.
In the morning light, there are old men who have inadvertently walked through the park, playing tai chi, or playing with a big knife.
Passers-by saw that Wu Liang swung his fist no more than his shoulder, and the distance between his fist was no more than his knees, and he often maintained a posture, so they inevitably wondered in their hearts: What kind of posture is this young man playing, and Chen Jiagou Taijiquan is not so slow.
At this time, there was a clattering running sound in the distance, and the footsteps were not loud, but the rhythm was just as clear.
The voice came from afar, and the person who came was a young girl in a pink tracksuit.
The girl in the running has delicate willow eyebrows, fresh long hair, and is nearly 1.7 meters tall. As she ran, a delicate arm peeked out from her cuffs, which were thin and boneless, but they didn't make people feel weak at all.
Her figure, with those slender legs, did not have an imbalance between her upper body and long legs, on the contrary, her chest was not shriveled at all.
If her cups have a D, I believe that no man will have the slightest suspicion.
The young girl stroked her long forehead hair, revealing a forehead as delicate as egg whites. At this time, the morning sun was revealing the first light of new life, shining on the girl's long eyelashes,
Her eyelashes were full of brightness.
Along the way, the girl saw the lively square dancing aunt, the old man playing with a big knife, and the child wearing a white coat and playing Tai Chi with her grandfather, all of which never stopped.
At this moment, the girl stopped, and she saw the young man standing in a secluded part of the park playing Wing Chun.
The young man had a stiff line, his waist was straight, his cuffs were pulled up, revealing the corners of his clothes that were worn white, and his arms were strong and powerful, leaning fiercely against an old tree that needed to be hugged.
The girl didn't know how to describe such a young man, who was dragging a pair of old cloth shoes, wearing old clothes, and even had the crumbs of old trees on his shoulders. However, I suddenly felt that he was a man with a pure heart.
It's a strange idea.
The girl is Su Qing, the daughter of the Yanjing Su family, a businessman with a keen and innate sense of smell, entered the stock market at the age of twelve with New Year's money, and in less than a year, the initial capital of 200,000 yuan tripled. She was instilled by her grandfather when she was a child: "Don't look at people, you need to listen to laughter." Therefore, Su Qing is so big, he will never reveal his opinion to people lightly, let alone the young man in front of him who is just meeting for the first time.
Su Qing walked in and asked out loud: "Wing Chun?" ”
The young man who was quiet in his little thoughts did not say a word, after all, in this open space in every square inch, the wind and grass could not hide from him.
Watch as the young man spreads his strong arms like a bowstring as quickly as he leans forward to send his strength out.
This is "one stall and two volts", and it is also the most common and typical action in any Wing Chun in China. Then I saw Wu Liang's four fingers facing the sky, and the gauntlet shaped like a Buddha worship was used as a retraction in front of him just now.
The young girl frowned: "Is this Wing Chun?" ”
Seeing that the young man didn't pay attention to himself, Su Qing asked himself: "It stands to reason that the fist range is not more than the eyebrows, the lower is not than the knees, and the left and right are not more than the shoulders, which is Wing Chun." ”
"But I haven't seen your moves."
The girl muttered in her heart, of course, she knew that the young man in front of her in the old-fashioned blue and white striped shirt must be a master.
At this time, Wu Liang closed his eyes and fell into the practice of Gu Lao Wing Chun's "listening to the bridge".
The girl found something very interesting, although she was very close to the young man, no matter what angle she stood at the young man, the young man would also twist his toes towards her.
Is his eyes closed?
Could it be that this young man has practiced the ability of Wing Chun to "listen to the bridge" to the point of "listening to the wind".
Seeing this, Su Qing asked again: "Hey, don't pretend you can't hear it, have you practiced Wing Chun to the point of listening to the wind?" ”
Wu Liang didn't pay attention to the girl.
Su Qing didn't hesitate, sat on the stone bench on the side, held his chin, and looked at this strange morning exerciser with interest.
It wasn't until the sun was half-dew from the east that Wu Liang slowly retracted his fist, exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and opened his eyes.
Su Qing walked into Wu Liang and introduced himself generously: "Hello, my name is Su Qing, and the Wing Chun you practice doesn't seem to be the same as what I learned." ”
Facing the beauty, Wu Liang just nodded his chin and spit out a word: "Oh." ”
The girl asked, "Hey, what I want to say is, is your punch Wing Chun?" ”
Hearing Su Qing's special words, Wu Liang looked at the girl again and said, "Wing Chun, but not Foshan Wing Chun." ”
"Oh, I see, you're punching Ku Lo Wing Chun, aren't you?"
Wu Liang smiled: "There are not many people who know Gu Lao Wing Chun. ”
In fact, Wu Liang's father, Wu Liangcai, said that there are no more than five people in the world who know Gu Lao Wing Chun, and Wu Liang is the sixth person in the world who knows Gu Lao Wing Chun. There is no other reason, the three people who went out of the same door as Wu Liangcai, one died early, one of the meridians of the whole body was abolished, and the other was Wu Liangcai, who was hidden in Pingshan Prison and painted the ground as a prison. As for the other two, one is Wu Liangcai's master, according to Wu Liangcai, he has been missing for many years, and he doesn't know if the master is still in the world? And the other is Wu Liangcai's New Year's friend, when Wu Liangcai got the approval of his master and passed on the foreign chapter of Gu Lao Wing Chun to a Yanjing merchant named Su Chongshan.
In fact, strictly speaking, Su Chongshan does not have the Heart Sutra of Gu Lao Wing Chun, and the chapter of beating foreign families can be regarded as health preservation at best.
Su Qing found that he had broken the punch against the young man, and he was a little proud: "Of course, when I was a child, I saw this kind of boxing in the yard. ”
Wu Liang couldn't help but look at the girl named "Su Qing" in front of him again: "Can you sue me, can you tell me your grandfather's name?" ”
The girl held it and accepted it, and Su Qing smiled: "Actually, it's nothing to sue you, my grandfather's name is Su Chongshan." ”
Hearing the words "Su Chongshan", Wu Liang was stunned: the girl Su Qing in front of him was his "fiancée" who was far away in Yanjing. How can it be? However, the person in the world who knows both Gulao Wing Chun and Su Chongshan must be his father's New Year's friend in Yanjing. It also means that Su Qing in front of him is his fiancée.
However, it seems that Su Qing doesn't know that she is her fiancé.
Facing his fiancée, Wu Liang's eyelids jumped suddenly, scratching his head, a little embarrassed.
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In the distance, several men in black suits with shiny pendants around their necks came from far and near.
Several of the men were tall, about as tall as a bush nearly two meters high.
The man at the head was a big horse face, and he directly ignored Wu Liang, and his face was expressionless: "Miss Su, our Brother Tang has always wanted to see you, let's enjoy your face." After saying that, he made an inviting gesture.
Su Qing frowned: "Brother Tang? ”
"If I'm not mistaken, Feng Tang's business has nothing to do with me."
The man at the head was still expressionless: "Miss Su is serious, this is not a matter of business, our Brother Tang has just admired Miss Su for a long time, and today sent me to invite Miss Su to have morning tea." ”
After the horse-faced man finished speaking, the other men beside him tacitly took a step in unison.
This simply shows that if you toast and don't eat and drink, we will be hard.
Su Qing smiled bitterly, but he was also open-minded: "Lead the way." ”
The world is really small, but now the "fiancée" seems to be in trouble, Wu Liang took a step forward: "Several, if you want me to say, the matter of eating morning tea has a share." As he spoke, he stood in the middle of Su Qing and several men in suits.
The horse-faced man at the head looked at Wu Liang in surprise, and then his gaze fell on Su Qing's face.
Su Qinggang wanted to persuade the young man not to wade into this troubled water, although this young man must be very skilled.
saw that Wu Liang turned his head, turned his back to the man in the suit, and made a "shhh
Su Qing understood and said to the horse-faced man: "Since Feng Tang wants to invite me to have morning tea, he shouldn't mind adding an extra pair of chopsticks." ”
"He's my friend."
The sturdy horse-faced man deliberately looked at Wu Liang, and felt that Wu Liang, the "soil bun", was not a threat, so he said, "Then please let the two of you go with me." ”
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Two gray BMW X5s are parked at the entrance to the park.
The horse-faced man opened the BMW door, and Wu Liang and Su Qing sat in the back seat.
All the way, everyone had their own thoughts, but no one said anything.
The men in the suits were originally younger brothers, and when they shouldn't speak, of course they were silent.
Su Qing, who was sitting in the back row, secretly calculated in his heart: Feng Tang is a native of Z City, has his own underground forces, and has nothing to do with his own business. A month ago, I wanted to take over the old street near Z University, a bar culture street dedicated to college students. When acquiring the land, although it encountered a lot of trouble, whether it was the thugs sitting on the ground to raise the price, or the peers maliciously raising the price, it was not tricky, and it naturally calmed down later.
But what does Feng Tang want to do? Cooperate? It's impossible, the small business on his own bar street shouldn't be in the eyes of Feng Tang, the head snake. However, if he has other crooked thoughts, he is a girl, what can he do?
As for Wu Liang, he looked at Su Qing, who was doing a good job, but his back trembled slightly: "Don't be afraid, with me, they don't dare to do anything." ”
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