When Zhang Ziyi heard him ask, the red on his face slowly faded, but his eyes changed to apology:

"I ...... I can't say. Brother Jian, I'm sorry! ”

Looking at the apology in her eyes, Zeng Yingjian was a little surprised, he thought that the little girl would say nothing to him!

Could it be that there is any important secret that cannot be achieved?

He didn't bother to care, at least Zhang Ziyi didn't lie to him!

He was still interested in "kung fu" and "internal strength", so he smiled and said:

"It's okay, everyone has secrets! Have you ever practiced martial arts? ”

Seeing that he was not angry, Zhang Ziyi also smiled and nodded immediately:

"That's right! Do you also know the martial arts of our country? ”

Zeng Yingjian was excited when he heard this, and hurriedly asked:

"Really? Do you have any internal forces? Is it the kind that can hurt people in the air, and point points in the air? ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and gestured twice.

"Huh? You, did you read it in martial arts novels? ”

Seeing her blank expression, Zeng Yingjian guessed the answer, but he still didn't give up and asked:

"That's right! Doesn't it say in the novel that through meditation and pranayama, you can practice internal strength, and after Dacheng, you can release internal strength? Aren't you practicing like that? What kind of martial arts do you practice? ”

To his disappointment, Zhang Ziyi seemed to want to laugh, but forced to hold back and replied:

"Brother Jian, those in martial arts novels are all lies. I practice Wing Chun. ”

Zeng Yingjian shook his head in disappointment, the world of "Captain America" really has no internal strength, he glanced at Zhang Ziyi's petite size, and asked:

"You practice martial arts, how about strength and speed? For example,......"

Zeng Yingjian picked up the knife that was digging bullets as he spoke, and with both hands-

"Click!"

The steel knife was quite brittle, and he broke it in two with a slight break.

"Can you do that?"

Zhang Ziyi looked at him without changing his face, and easily broke the knife, and the cherry mouth had opened up into an "O" shape.

Zeng Yingjian was not finished, and he stacked the two broken blades together, and used force again-

"Click!"

The face still doesn't change color, or it breaks when it is broken, and it seems that the knife is made of chocolate.

If Zhang Ziyi hadn't personally held the knife and "experienced" the sharpness of the knife, she would probably think that Zeng Yingjian was performing magic.

"Can you do that?"

Zeng Yingjian asked again.

Zhang Ziyi hurriedly shook her head.

"What about the others? Those you know who practice martial arts. Like your dad, can you do it? ”

Zhang Ziyi still shook her head.

Zeng Yingjian was completely dead.

It seems that in the world of "Captain America", Huaguo's kung fu has no combat effectiveness, and this world still believes in physical strength.

"Brother Jian, you, are you Superman?"

Zhang Ziyi was shocked by his "performance".

She's an expert and knows how difficult it can be.

Breaking a knife for the first time and someone who has specialized in finger strength should be able to do it.

And the second time, the thickness was doubled, the length was shortened to half, and the force required was not simply twice as much, but many times as good as the first, and it was impossible to break it with the strength of the fingers alone.

But Zeng Yingjian just relied on four fingers to do it easily, and it seemed that it was no different from breaking a piece of chocolate.

This is completely beyond Zhang Ziyi's imagination.

"Haha! Do you read comics too? Perhaps, I'm just a little stronger, and in people's eyes, maybe I'm superhuman. ”

"Brother Jian, how did you practice? Yes! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have asked. ”

Zhang Ziyi couldn't hold back her curiosity, and as soon as the words came out, she thought that she shouldn't inquire about the other party's secret, and hurriedly apologized.

"Huh! What's so sorry about this? I didn't practice, I was born! ”

Zeng Yingjian's lies, of course, came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Ahh Are you the kind of person who is said to be 'born with divine powers'? ”

Zhang Ziyi didn't doubt him, and exclaimed again, looking at him with envy in his eyes.

"Huh! Perhaps! ”

"Brother Jian, then you are a one-in-a-million martial arts wizard! Do you want to learn martial arts? I can beg my dad to teach you. ”

"Is that okay?"

Zeng Yingjian was a little interested in this.

His body was strengthened, but he had not learned any skills, and when he fought, he relied on strength, speed, and agility far beyond ordinary people.

It might be a good idea to learn some martial arts tricks.

"Of course! You are my savior, and you are a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard, my father will definitely agree. ”

Zhang Ziyi's excitement didn't last long, and after chatting with Zeng Yingjian for a while, her weak body couldn't hold it anymore, and she lay on the sofa and fell asleep again.

……

The time came to the evening of the next day.

"Steve......"

Watching Zeng Yingjian pick up Zhang Ziyi by the waist, Jessica pouted, a little jealous.

She wanted to accompany him, and it should be her who was lying in his arms, not the Chinese girl.

But Zeng Yingjian didn't want Zhang Ziyi to be exposed in front of others, so as not to cause trouble, so he had no plans to take a taxi, and decided to run to Chinatown with her.

That way, Jessica can't go together.

"Good! Wait for me at home and I'll be back soon! You know, I'm Superman, faster than a car! ”

Jessica looked reluctant, but she could only accept such an arrangement.

"Then you pay attention to safety!"

"Good!"

Zeng Yingjian agreed, walked to the door with Zhang Ziyi in his arms, listened attentively, there was no movement outside the door, and he was ready to open the door and go out-

"Steve!"

Jessica's shout came from behind him again, and as soon as Zeng Yingjian turned around, his head was hugged and his mouth was gagged.

"Hee-hee! All right! There you go! Come back early! Goodbye, Miss Zhang! ”

After a hot kiss, Jessica let go of Zeng Yingjian, smiled smartly, waved goodbye, and waved at Zhang Ziyi in Zeng Yingjian's arms.

Zeng Yingjian's face was a little feverish.

Don't look at him as an old driver, but he can't let go of Jessica, thinking that he and Jessica were in front of Zhang Ziyi just now, live French wet kissing, he felt hot on his face.

Zeng Yingjian didn't dare to look at Zhang Ziyi, pretended to be calm, and commanded Jessica:

"Remember to lock the door behind you. I heard my voice before I opened the door. ”

……

"Brother Jian, can you slow down?"

Zeng Yingjian ran on the streets of the night, and Zhang Ziyi, who had been silent since going out, suddenly spoke.

"Oh, the wound?"

Zeng Yingjian slowed down and asked with concern.

Zhang Ziyi did not answer, but asked:

"Brother Jian, how long have you known Jessica?"

"Huh? It should have been four or five days! ”

Zeng Yingjian was a little surprised, but he still answered honestly.

Zhang Ziyi didn't speak anymore.

There was nothing to do all the way, and although Zeng Yingjian slowed down, he still arrived at Chinatown quickly, and there were also few people on the street.

Zeng Yingjian couldn't help but look around, but he didn't see the faces of Bruce Lee or Chow Yun-fat.

The plaques and advertisements on both sides of the street are all in Chinese that Zeng Yingjian is familiar with, which makes him feel like he is back in the real world.

Under the guidance of Zhang Ziyi, he came to a quaint building.

When I looked up, there was a plaque hanging on the door, with the words "Huaxingtang" written on it, which was vigorous and powerful, and seemed to be the handwriting of a famous artist.

Two vermilion gates with two brass rings attached to them.

Zeng Yingjian walked forward with Zhang Ziyi in his arms, Zhang Ziyi stretched out his left hand, grabbed the copper ring and knocked it twice.

"Who?"

A man's voice came from inside the door, and after a while, the door opened a crack in the "quack" sound, and a dim light came out of the crack in the door.

"Uncle Quan, it's me!" Zhang Ziyi spoke.

"Ahh It's Ziyi! ”

It was a middle-aged man who recognized Zhang Ziyi, and immediately turned around and shouted loudly:

"Ziyi is back! Ziyi is back! ”

Inside the door, it immediately became lively.

Zeng Yingjian also finally saw Zhang Ziyi's father, Leslie Cheung, no, now called Zhang Jianxiong.

However, at a glance, he couldn't help but complain:

"! This is clearly Sammo Hung ah! ”