If this is an orthodox boxing gym, a boxing gym with self-cultivation as its main purpose, then my request, Yanmar will definitely not agree.

In the United States, a bigger reason why people pay attention to Chinese kung fu is not that it can be played, but that this thing can really cultivate one's self-cultivation.

It emphasizes more of a spirit.

Why?

Can you fight? No matter how strong a fighting champion is, he has to run as fast as he faces an eighty-year-old woman with a pistol.

This is the truth.

In the United States, a gun and the power to pull the trigger are enough!

It doesn't take much effort.

Therefore, what people here learn is the true spirit of national arts, and this spirit needs to be supported by a sense of mindfulness. (This is also the direction of development of Guoshu in modern society.) ）

But what about those who do evil things.

They don't talk about mindfulness.

Yanma listened to my situation, she raised her eyebrows, stepped forward to look at me carefully, and then she said: "Your conditions are indeed a little special, but what about your real technical level?" ”

I said, "Well, you can try it." ”

The Yanma moved his neck: "It's just right, my neck, it's not very comfortable these days, you come here, try it." ”

I let the Yanma sit.

Standing behind her, he reached out and slowly rubbed it around her neck.

As soon as I got my hands on it, I tried it out, and the muscles of the Yanma were very bad, stiff, and stiff. This indicates that she is undergoing an overload of muscle training, which is an extremely traumatic workout.

Of course, foreigners can use it, because foreigners are indeed more resistant to disasters, and some fierce drugs and strong drugs can resist strength.

But that's not how real muscles are.

Real muscles, very soft, to the touch, elastic, and, under normal circumstances, without exertion, on the body, there is no shadow of them at all.

Only when the force is exerted will it show a strong line at the moment when the power bursts out.

In medicine, this muscle is called dead muscle.

It has no form, but no power. Moreover, once the age of sixty is over, unless it is a foreigner of these races, a different person will not be able to bear the many burdens brought by the big muscles to the heart.

Some of them are severe, and they also suffer from symptoms such as calcification of muscle fibers.

It's painful, just ask a retired athlete, and he can tell you clearly, don't let your descendants engage in sports!

I touched my muscles carefully, I didn't use any special techniques, just a normal relaxation method, which was enough.

Press for a while.

Sure enough, the big Yanma couldn't help but hum! The movement almost didn't utter anything, oh yes, Kamuang or something like that.

I continued.

Five minutes later, the Yanmar: "Very good. OK, sir, it's just a matter of your identity......" She stood up, looked at me and smiled a little and said, "It's okay to work here, but you have to keep the work confidential." Otherwise, I might have made a phone call to the immigration office. ”

I was genuinely afraid: "Ms. Adusha, I don't dare, I really don't dare." ”

Yanmar: "Okay, then, let's sign a labor contract first." ”

I smile.

The Yanmar turned to his desk and gave me a contract.

I probably glanced at it, and there was basically no problem, you signed it with the English spelling of my big name.

Yanmar picked up the contract and glanced at it: "OK, this Mr. Bodaji, when can you come here to work?" ”

I laughed, "Now, it's fine." ”

Yanmar: "Very good, but now you need to wear clean overalls......"

Twenty minutes later, I was given a key to the locker room of the training center and a clean and tidy Adidas tracksuit. By the way, and a pair of shoes.

My place of work is in a small room not far from the locker room.

The room is about ten meters long, and there is a massage table and a cabinet of emergency surgical medicines.

The job content is to provide emergency first aid to the trainees, as well as some massage and relaxation.

Because of this, I was allowed to enter the training ground and watch these people train.

The so-called training ground is a space with an area of more than 200 meters.

floor, with a thick layer of flooring.

There are nearly 20 people in the field, who are doing muscle training with weights and squatting and jumping.

Each of them, on their backs, carried a twenty-kilogram barbell plate. Then, squat to the ground, jump again, squat again, jump again.

I just glanced at it and I could see what the problem was.

They all use push-ups, that is, the body, leaning forward slightly.

In this way, although you can squat in place, your knees are very easy to damage. When I was young, I was fine, but when I was old, my meniscus was calcified, and if I didn't do it well, I had to use a wheelchair.

The correct way to do the squat is that the knees do not exceed the toes, which is a very important point in traditional martial arts. If you can't do it, it means that the basic skills are not in place, and you have to practice the basic skills again.

In the field, in addition to the more than 20 people who participated in the training.

There was also a young man in black clothes and pants wearing a traditional practice uniform, he was staring at the people in the arena with his hands behind his back, and as he watched, he shouted: "Attention, you must persevere, transport all your strength to your legs, and then, jump hard, don't worry about those pains and injuries, the more you take care of them, the more they will cause you trouble." If you don't want to, don't hesitate, jump boldly! ”

Destroy people tirelessly!

Injuries, hidden pains don't care. Maybe at any point, they'll get you in big trouble!

After jumping for two laps, the young man shouted to stop.

At this time, a black brother reported: "Master Lu, my Achilles tendon is feeling very painful right now, wait a minute, should I stop training?" ”

My heart moved when I listened.

Oh, Master Lu, this should be Lu Wei, Lu Dayou's son.

Lu Wei frowned, glanced at the black man, and snorted coldly, "Do you want to be a coward?" Want to be looked down upon by white people? ”

The black man straightened his back: "NO! ”

To put it bluntly, the US imperialists are very racist. And, very tacitly, that is, although everyone looks down on you and discriminates against you, they just don't say it. Whoever says, who makes a big deal.

Lu Wei coldly: "I don't want to be looked down upon by others, so continue to train me." ”

The black man was stunned, and then, he twisted his head, looked at me subconsciously, and then he said, "Master, I seem to see that gentleman, who is a health doctor." ”

When I heard this, I laughed, and deliberately picked up my badge and shook it at everyone.

Lu Wei obviously didn't pay attention to my arrival.

"Health care doctor?" He muttered, looked at me in annoyance, and said, "Well, you go and show him what's going on." ”

The black brother looked happy, dragged a stump of his leg, and ran to me.

I welcome with a smile.

Then I asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Black brother, stretching his leg and saying, "Here it is, Achilles tendon ......"

I reached out and touched the back of my ankle a little.

Hehe......

There are some things that are not easy to say, but they must be said.

"Friend, you're in trouble with your Achilles tendon. This should be a recurrence of an old injury, before, was it injured here? ”

Black Brother: "Yes, when I was learning Muay Thai, I was injured. ”

I said, "That's right, if you have an Achilles tendon injury, try not to use the ball of your forefoot, because that will only add to the injury of the Achilles tendon." Eventually, the Achilles tendon will tear, and at that point, you will be able to say goodbye to your athletic career forever. ”

The black brother looked at me in amazement and said, "Doctor, what am I going to do now?" ”

I said, "The best thing to do is to stop training and then rest, so that you can recuperate for a while, and then start with functional recovery exercises and adjust slowly." ”

I didn't wait for my black brother to reply.

Lu Wei came over with his arms crossed.

"Where did you get the doctor, who invited you?"

I got up: "Master Lu, I'm a doctor who just got hired. ”

Lu Wei: "No wonder, in this way, you don't care about them." These people, the training center provides them with free food, lodging, training, and arranges for them to play games, and they have signed contracts. You're a doctor, just stay here. By the way, the HR manager, didn't tell you that your main working hours are at night?

I shook my head: "She didn't say that." “

Lu Wei: "You can rest first, Jim has a game to play in the evening, and his training can't stop." ”

After finishing speaking, as soon as Lu Wei stretched out his hand, he pulled up the black young man named Jim and pulled him back to the training ground.

I listened to Lu Wei's words and understood in seconds.

At the same time, I also know what kind of training center it is.

This is the Black Fist base.

They recruited poor people, trained them, and offered them games to play. The wealthy, on the other hand, are invited to participate in such tournaments and place bets on different players. And Lu Wei is among them, charging a high share of the bets.

If it's a simple underground black boxing match, that's fine.

But here, there is something new to follow. I'm afraid it's not easy.

I'll wait and see, in the evening, take a good look at what Lu Wei's little friend is doing behind his father's back.

At this point, the workout is over.

Lu Wei began to teach these people the kung fu of melee combat.

It's all killer moves, and it's deadly!

Ruthless!

I looked at it and secretly said in my heart, how could this Lu Dayou teach such a bloodthirsty son?

After watching the training for a while, I got up and took a spin around this training center.

I found that this center, it is estimated that it has just been established for a long time, and there is only such a training ground, regular teachers, and only Lu Wei alone.

However, next door to the training ground, I found a locked room.

The door to the room is a heavy wooden door, which is noticeably different from other office doors.

Obviously, this is the office of some big guy.

For some reason, when I saw this room, I couldn't help but remember, that, the old man of Black Hawk!

What kind of person is he, old fellow?

Go back to my small clinic and rest for a while.

For dinner, I had a boxed lunch with everyone. Then, around 19 o'clock. A girl came to the consultation room, knocked on the door, and told me to join the team as a health doctor.

Tonight, there's a game to play