Qin Zhiyong was imprisoned in the barracks, he was not impatient or impatient, and his mind was calm. There were no books to read, but he thought about it every day, constantly corroborating psychology and Confucian cultivation with each other.

Now Qin Zhiyong is guarded by twenty-four Japanese military police led by Sato. These twenty-four gendarmes are all elites with excellent marksmanship.

Every three days, Miura would come to see Qin Zhiyong. He hopes to impress Qin Zhiyong with his so-called "sincerity". It's just that Qin Zhiyong has always behaved calmly and calmly, ignoring Miura at all.

has really reached the realm of "determination", Qin Zhiyong's ability to resist temptation is no longer possessed by ordinary people.

What is Desirelessness and Rigidity?

Qin Zhiyong's current state is!

But Qin Zhiyong, in Sato's eyes, is that oil and salt do not enter, and he is stubborn. Miura has already opened very rich conditions, and Qin Zhiyong is indifferent.

Miura investigated Qin Zhiyong and knew that Qin Zhiyong was a scholar-type talent.

Miura proposed that as long as Qin Zhiyong taught him the true meaning of martial arts, he could arrange for Qin Zhiyong to go to Japan and become a professor at Waseda University.

During the Republican period, Japan's influence on China was very great. A large part of the generals of the Chinese military graduated from military academies in Japan.

Jiang Baili, Cai Yi, and Zhang Xiaozhun graduated from the Japanese non-commissioned officer school.

Miura rightfully felt that it was an honor for a Chinese to be a professor at Waseda University, the best university in Japan.

It's a pity that Qin Zhiyong is still unmoved.

When Miura put forward this condition at that time, he even saw a sneer in Qin Zhiyong's eyes.

And so it went on for a month.

Miura's patience ran out.

Unable to learn the essence of Chinese martial arts from Qin Zhiyong, Miura came up with other ideas.

Foshan is the hometown of martial arts, there are many Chinese who know martial arts, and the martial arts boxing skills of those hall owners are definitely not as good as Qin Zhiyong, but their boxing methods may not be without merit. Perhaps, the true mystery of Chinese martial arts can be found.

Now the grain is in Miura's hands.

Miura used food as a temptation to get the owners of Foshan to go into the ring and compete with the Japanese. Miura is a martial arts practitioner, and it is very easy for him to learn the boxing moves of the major martial arts gyms. It's a pity that those moves are no different from karate. Even in martial arts, karate is simpler, more direct, and more ferocious than Chinese martial arts.

The routines of traditional Chinese martial arts have a lot of bells and whistles, and in fighting, those fancy movements are actually meaningless.

However, Miura saw hope in Ip Man. Maybe Ip Man understands the essence of Chinese martial arts, and he can learn the true meaning of boxing in him.

It's a pity that Ip Man, like Qin Zhiyong, has a stinky and hard temper, and would rather die than teach the Japanese Chinese martial arts.

Miura is furious, and he wants to compete with Ip Man in public. If he can't win against Qin Zhiyong, he still doesn't believe that he can't win against Ip Man.

Ip Man can defeat ten soldiers who can do karate, and he Miura can do the same.

Li Zhao brought lunch to Qin Zhiyong.

Sato glanced at Li Zhao coldly, waved his hand to the military police behind him, and let Li Zhao enter the house.

In the past month, Li Zhao has come to deliver food to Qin Zhiyong.

Other ordinary people in Foshan did not have enough to eat, and they had to be guarded by the Japanese to work as coolies. But in order to curry favor with Qin Zhiyong, Miura did not starve him. Every meal, meat and vegetarian rice, are enough.

Qin Zhiyong didn't receive Miura's love, he ate with peace of mind. This is China's grain in the first place.

Li Zhao walked into the room, saw Qin Zhiyong sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said softly, "Sir, it's time to eat." ”

Qin Zhiyong opened his eyes and said with a smile, "You came early today." ”

Li Zhao said: "It's early. Later, Miura wants to challenge Master Ye, so I will bring you lunch in advance. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Challenge Master Ye and hit the self-confidence of our Chinese? Miura is afraid that he will have to waste his efforts. ”

After studying psychology, Qin Zhiyong has been using this knowledge.

Miura, Sato, Li Zhao, and the twenty-four gendarmes guarding him, Qin Zhiyong was trying to figure out their psychological state.

The competition between Miura and Ip Man is nothing more than two purposes. The first is to attack the national self-confidence and dignity of the Chinese, and the second is to learn the essence of Wing Chun in battle.

The Japanese also know how to "attack the heart first".

Qin Zhiyong figured out Li Zhao's psychology the most.

Li Zhao is not a hero, just a small person who is struggling to survive in troubled times. He was afraid of death, and in order to eat, he became a translator for the Japanese. But in his heart, there is kindness, and he always recognizes that he is a Chinese.

It's just that the power of the Japanese is too strong, and Li Zhao has to give in.

Li Zhao's psychological state is the psychological state of the Chinese people.

Li Zhao looked outside the iron window, and then whispered: "Sir, Miura wants to worship you as a teacher and learn Chinese martial arts, but you don't agree." I feel like Miura is running out of patience. Sato has proposed to Miura several times that he wants to kill you. Miura hesitated. Sir, what should you do? ”

Qin Zhiyong ate and said calmly: "Miura is impatient. To be honest, I'm tired of staying in this hut too. After eating this meal, I went out. ”

Li Zhao pointed to the chains on Qin Zhiyong's hands and feet: "But ......"

Qin Zhiyong said confidently: "Although the iron chain is thick, it can't lock me. This hut can't keep me in the same way. ”

The improvement of his mood made Qin Zhiyong's physical fitness double in this month.

A month ago, Qin Zhiyong kept the iron chains on his hands and feet, but now, the iron chains could no longer lock him.

Li Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, it's good if you are sure." I have to go. ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "Li Zhao, don't be in a hurry to leave. Accompany me to train your Japanese. ”

Li Zhao nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Half a month ago, Qin Zhiyong began to learn Japanese from Li Zhao.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

If Qin Zhiyong wants to know what Sato is talking about, he must know Japanese.

With Qin Zhiyong's mental cultivation and concentration, it is not difficult to learn Japanese. Qin Zhiyong is the most talented person in language among the people Li Zhao has ever seen. His learning pace is too fast.

In less than half a month, Qin Zhiyong has mastered a large number of Japanese vocabulary and can talk to Li Zhao. Although Qin Zhiyong's spoken English is not very proficient, there is no problem with communication.

Qin Zhiyong and Li Zhao were talking in Japanese in the house, and they were talking about some homely things.

Sato stood outside, his face gloomy and his eyes murderous. Half a month ago, Qin Zhiyong didn't know a word of Japanese, but now, he can talk to others in Japanese.

Chinese like Qin Zhiyong should be killed if they are too smart and powerful.

Sato sneered in his heart: "Qin Zhiyong, this person, can't live for a few days." Miura no longer had the patience to spend any more time with him. He will surely die. ”

Qin Zhiyong finished eating and said, "Li Zhao, say hello to Master Ye on my behalf." I wish him a victorious start in advance, and teach that guy Miura a hard lesson. Let the Japanese see the power of our Chinese martial arts. ”

Li Zhao nodded and walked out of the room.

Sato glanced at Li Zhao contemptuously, like looking at a dog.

After Li Zhao left, Qin Zhiyong stood up, moved his muscles and bones, and warmed up. Sato saw Qin Zhiyong moving his fists and feet through the iron window, thinking that he was going to start practicing boxing again.

It's a pity that Sato miscalculated this time.

Qin Zhiyong squatted into a horse step, took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and he shouted.

"Ah......h

The strength of the whole body exploded, and the chains that connected the feet and hands were stretched straight.

The powerful power and momentum that Qin Zhiyong burst out frightened Sato and the twenty-four gendarmes.

Sato came back to his senses and roared, "Shoot, shoot." Quick, kill Qin Zhiyong. He wanted to break the shackles and handcuffs. ”

Bang bang!

Two loud bangs in a row.

The shackles and handcuffs were broken almost simultaneously.

Subsequently, Qin Zhiyong punched the iron door and broke the door bolt.

The iron door was wide open.

Sato pulls out a pistol and shoots.

Twenty-four gendarmes also raised the "38 big covers" and fired at the door. It's just that Qin Zhiyong didn't come out at the moment when the iron door was opened, and the bullet didn't hit him.

"The man is still in the house."

Sato shouted, "Qin Zhiyong, you can't run away." You're going to die today. Aren't you amazing? If you have a kind, don't hide in the house. Come out. I'll shoot you to death when you come out. ”

Boom.

Qin Zhiyong broke through the wall.

Suddenly, bricks and dust flew around.

Qin Zhiyong can always make amazing moves.

Sato and the twenty-four gendarmes were stunned for about a second. It was this second of time that was enough for Qin Zhiyong to get close to them.

Qin Zhiyong approached a gendarme, wiped his hand on the bayonet on the rifle, and the bayonet reached his hand.

If you talk about other skills, Qin Zhiyong may not be able to do it, but when it comes to playing with knives. Qin Zhiyong is definitely a master. The bayonet seemed to have spirituality, and it rotated flexibly in Qin Zhiyong's hand.

The blade slashed the thumbs of three Japanese military policemen. Immediately cut off their thumbs.

With a flexible body and a sharp bayonet, Qin Zhiyong rushed into the gendarme, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. Qin Zhiyong had gendarmes around him, and they all had scruples, and they didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately, for fear of being injured by mistake.

It is because of their hesitation and scruples that Qin Zhiyong is safe.

If they shoot indiscriminately without scruples, Qin Zhiyong will really be in trouble and will be shot by bullets. No matter how powerful Qin Zhiyong's body is, he will inevitably be shot.

Qin Zhiyong snatched a bayonet in his left hand and used both hands together, and the bayonet kept cutting off the thumbs of the Japanese military police.

Syllable.

Sato shot again.

did not shoot Qin Zhiyong, but shot a Japanese military policeman.

Qin Zhiyong cut off the thumbs of twenty-three Japanese military policemen. They wailed in pain.

In the end, Qin Zhiyong kicked the last gendarme unconscious.

Sato shouted, "Yaga." Yaga! Qin Zhiyong, I'm going to kill you. Die. ”

Sato's successive shots were fired at Qin Zhiyong.

Qin Zhiyong's current psychological and physical qualities are much stronger than a month ago, and his body is too flexible.

Until Sato shot all the bullets in the pistol, he didn't hit Qin Zhiyong.

Sato pulled out his katana, holding the hilt with both hands, the tip of the knife pointing at Qin Zhiyong. But his hands were shaking. The katana did not give him the slightest sense of security.

Qin Zhiyong walked towards Sato unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Sato, don't be nervous, I don't kill people." We Chinese, who love peace very much, will never invade and kill everywhere like you Japanese. You see, I just cut off the thumbs of the soldiers under your command so that they can never hold a gun again. ”

"Of course, without a thumb, they can't hold a knife, they can't hold a pen, they can't use chopsticks. They can't go to the battlefield, they can't enter the factory, and if they want to be farmers, they are not qualified. ”

"Without a thumbs-up, they're completely wasted. But they still have to eat, they have to dress, they have to spend money. Your military department can keep them. It is a great honor for Qin to be able to add a little pressure to Japan's logistics. Even if this added pressure is so insignificant. ”