Chapter Forty-Seven: A Contest Between Men!
Sensing that there was a somewhat strange atmosphere, Lei Tian hurriedly introduced: "Brother Yun, this is Guo Jun, who has a prominent background and is currently the captain of the Armed Police Brigade of the Z City Bureau, as I said before. β
"And this one is Brother Yun Zhuoyun, who is good at kung fu."
Hearing Lei Tian's introduction, Zhuo Yun stretched out his hand gratefully and said, "Hello, I'm Zhuo Yun, thank you for your help before." β
"I'm Guo Jun, those things are trivial, since you are a friend of Xiao Tianzi, you are my friend of Guo Jun." With a hearty smile, Guo Jun reached out to hold Zhuo Yun's palm.
At the moment when the two of them held their hands together, Zhuo Yun's face changed slightly.
"Quack!!"
The sound of bones grinding came from the clenched hands of the two of them, and the muscles of their arms bulged, and even the bulging green tendons could be seen.
Lei Tian next to him found out about the situation, and looked at Guo Jun with a gloating face, with his understanding of Guo Jun, he had already guessed that Guo Jun would reach out to test it.
"Hehe, Xiao Junzi, if you let you bully me by force at every turn, it's time for you to be unlucky."
At the beginning, Guo Jun's face was still very normal, but as the strength of the two shook hands continued to increase, he couldn't calm down, his face gradually developed in the direction of the red apple, and a layer of white hair sweat appeared on his forehead unconsciously.
Since cultivating the Turtle Breath**, Zhuo Yun**'s strength has been improving every day, and even he doesn't know how much strength he has.
"Brother Jun, let's sit down first." Seeing that Guo Jun had basically reached his limit, Zhuo Yun relaxed the power of his palm and said with a smile.
Feeling the squeezing force like steel tongs disappear, Guo Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he felt that if he continued like this, his hand bones would crack.
"Brother Yun, you still call me Junzi, I haven't served much since I was a child, and I can be regarded as serving you now." Letting go of the palm he was holding tightly, Guo Jun grinned slightly and shook the red palm, and said with admiration.
Zhuo Yun, who was originally a little unhappy in his heart because of Guo Jun's sudden temptation, had a smile on his face when he heard this, and he could feel that Guo Jun was a man with a real surname.
"Okay, okay, the two brothers should sit down and chat, and if you stand like this, others will think that you two have a relationship." Lei Tian smiled and pressed Zhuo Yun and Guo Jun on the seats next to him, deliberately laughing.
"Stinky boy, you must have been very cool to see me make a fool of myself just now, it looks like after eating, we should go to the side of the playground to exercise our muscles." As he spoke, Guo Jun clenched his fists, and his strong muscles bulged.
Lei Tian, who was proud just now, withered all of a sudden, and secretly regretted that he was too carried away.
The three of them are all people of the same age, they all like kung fu, they have a common hobby, and after a few bottles of wine, they quickly become good buddies who talk about everything.
If it weren't for the fact that Lei Tian and Guo Jun still had to drive, it is estimated that the three of them would definitely all drink down.
Even so, the three of them were still a little dazed, and they helped each other to a spacious grass behind the clubhouse.
"Huhu, it's so comfortable, I haven't drunk so much in a long time." Lying on the green grass, Zhuo Yun's somewhat drunken face was full of released smiles.
Chu Mei'er's departure, although he recovered quickly, still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Now he drinks and chats with his friends, and he vents all the unhappiness in his heart, and the whole person is much more relaxed.
"Yes, I haven't been so free for a long time, and recently my old man has become more and more strict, so I don't have time to go out to drink and hang girls." Lei Tian, who was lying on the left, sighed very obscenely.
Guo Jun pursed his lips and said unhappily: "You can be content, your old man is only now in charge of you, I have been in charge since I was a child, and even the future path has been set, you and I are much happier than Ke." β
βriοΌβ Hearing the words, Zhuo Yun couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in his heart.
For these two officials, the second generation of the rich second generation is very speechless, I don't know how many poor ** silk envy this kind of life, but now the two of them are complaining, it is estimated that if the public knows about it, each person can drown the two of them with a mouthful of spit.
After lying on the grass for a while, the strength of the wine gradually subsided, Guo Jun got up from the grass and looked at Zhuo Yun with blazing eyes.
"Brother Yun, we just tried our strength just now, do you want to have a real fight, Xiao Tianzi has always said that you are a martial arts master, I can't wait to learn it."
Zhuo Yun, who was also a little bored, looked at Guo Jun's longing eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sense of war in his heart.
At the instigation of Lei Tian, the two came to the grass field on the side, and stood two or three meters apart.
Guo Jun jumped twice excitedly, and said in a boxing posture with both fists: "Brother Yun, you have to be careful, what I have practiced since I was a child is to use boxing techniques, and the moves are deadly, but I don't adulterate any fancy moves." β
Saying that, Guo Jun stepped forward and took the lead in attacking Zhuo Yun.
As soon as he came into contact with Guo Jun, Zhuo Yun found that he was completely different from the enemies he had fought before.
Like Wang Yun and others are people who have practiced traditional martial arts, and their attack methods are very different from Guo Jun, who purely learns army fighting, and between jumping, Guo Jun's pace and body are also very flexible.
"Brother Yun, do you only have this strength, what's the point of fighting like this." After fighting for a while, Guo Jun said with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.
With a wry smile, Zhuo Yun could only nod, the figure that was originally dodging changed suddenly, and the momentum on the whole person changed dramatically, as if he had suddenly become a brave general, and the domineering momentum was like a sharp sword, which made Guo Jun's expression change slightly.
Zhuo Yun, who used the Xingyi Fist, increased his body speed skyrocketed, and rushed in front of Guo Jun in the blink of an eye.
The whole process was like lightning, and before Guo Jun could react, a fist that erupted into a frenzied force had already slammed into his body.
"Bump!!"
Guo Jun's figure flew upside down under the surge of huge force, flew three or four meters away, drew a parabola and fell on the soft grass.
"Ahem, ahem!!" After lying down for a few seconds, Guo Jun covered his chest and got up from the ground with a painful expression.
After taking a few deep breaths, Guo Jun's eyes were full of burning excitement: "Huhu, Brother Yun, what kind of punch are you using, why are you so powerful, I was already knocked out before I could react." β
"This is my family's Xingyi boxing, focusing on instantaneous explosiveness." Zhuo Yun explained, but there was not the slightest joy on his face that he should have because of the victory over Guo Jun.
It seemed that he had won the battle just now, but he didn't think so.
According to his current physical fitness of cultivating turtle breath, coupled with the foundation of martial arts, it stands to reason that even if he does not use Xingyi Fist to deal with Guo Jun, he can defeat it, instead of being restrained everywhere like just now, this battle made him feel a lot of feelings in his heart.