Chapter 2 Chinese Kung Fu
"Okay beauty, don't worry! I'm not a bad person, and I've never used strong ...... for women Well, maybe so! Zhang Qian shrugged. Just like he rules in his own territory, he is also a principled guy and will not use force on girls.
Seeing that the girl was still that vigilant, Zhang Qian smiled and turned around and walked out.
"Are you, Zhang Qian?"
Just as Zhang Qian turned around and walked out, the girl behind him suddenly spoke.
"Huh? Do you know me? Zhang Qian stopped, turned around, squinted slightly, and looked at this girl, this girl was very beautiful, and even beautiful made Zhang Qian feel a little familiar, but Zhang Qian didn't think he knew each other.
"I, I'm Hannah, Hannah Max."
Zhang Qian smiled, looking at this girl and laughing, because when this girl said her name, she seemed to have mustered up enough courage. took a few steps forward and walked in front of this girl, this girl was about 1.6 meters tall, and she was not wearing high heels, so when she looked at Zhang Qian standing in front of her, she could only raise her head and look up at Zhang Qian.
"Hannah Max!" Zhang Qian's right hand brushed her cheek and hooked her chin.
"Yes, yes! I am...... Not! β
Zhang Qian didn't let Hannah continue, and bowed his head and domineeringly stopped Hannah's double chun. Zhang Qian's movements were brutal and domineering, with a bit of wildness. It took two or three minutes for Zhang Qian to let go of Hannah, who was already about to suffocate.
"You, you said, you won't use force on women!" Hannah breathed heavily, and propped her hand on Zhang Qian's chest, as if she was a little more distant from Zhang Qian.
"Well, I don't think I'm using force, do I? You've inquired about me before, and you've told me your name, doesn't that mean you have a crush on me and want to be friends with me, doesn't it? β
Zhang Qian looked at Hannah with a smile, Hannah is a beautiful girl, and she is also a conservative girl, because when Zhang Qian kissed Hannah, Hannah's kiss was very jerky, and there was no half-point skill at all, obviously this should be her first kiss. Getting a girl's first kiss is undoubtedly a very happy thing for Zhang Qian.
"No, it's not like that, I just want to say that we are in the same class."
"Uh, is that so?"
Zhang Qian looked at Hannah with anger on his face, and realized that his thoughts seemed to be wrong.
"Because you didn't recognize me, I just, just wanted to tell you that I was your classmate." Hannah's little face was flushed, like a frightened fawn.
"Oh! Are we really classmates? Oh my! I didn't even notice a beauty like you! Was my eye blind at the time? Zhang Qian said exaggeratedly.
Hannah lowered her head, blushed, and didn't dare to look at Zhang Qian. Hannah is a quiet and timid girl, most of the time she keeps her head down like now, plus the clothes on her body are a little dirty, although she is beautiful, but in the class, most of the time, she is a transparent person.
"Alright! Hannah: yes! You're such a shy girl. In addition, today's situation is just an exception, these streets belong to me! This is never the case today, so you can have a great time! Goodbye, beauty! β
After teasing the beauty a little, Zhang Qian turned around and left with a smile, leaving Hannah here alone.
Although beauty is one of Zhang Qian's hobbies, Zhang Qian is not the kind of male creature who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman and only thinks on his third leg. And so far, Zhang Qian has no plans to find a girlfriend.
Hannah didn't speak, just quietly looked at Zhang Qian's back, and subconsciously touched her lips, as a timid and a little introverted girl, what Zhang Qian just took away was her first kiss. Poor Hannah is probably going to lose sleep tonight.
Zhang Qian didn't know what kind of mood Hannah was in, Zhang Qian was in a sports shop on the street at this time, re-buying sandbags and some other equipment.
I have to say that the three drunkards before were still quite rich in their pockets, probably just received their salaries, then drank, and then drunkenly saw the beautiful women come forward to flirt, and then, and then the money went to Zhang Qian's hands.
"I said, boss, your sandbags are too unsturdy! Is it made of papier-mΓ’chΓ©? Is there a better quality, a better quality sandbag! Zhang Qian habitually complained, but at the same time put the money on the table.
"Oh dear Zhang! These sandbags are already the best quality sandbags! I can guarantee that these sandbags are among the best in the United States. It's just that you're too savage! The owner of the sporting goods store said with a smile, although Zhang Qian's high force is scary, but the time he has been dealing with Zhang Qian is not short, so if he knows what Zhang Qian's character is, he doesn't have to worry about being afraid.
As for Zhang Qian's complaints about the poor quality of sandbags, this is not the first time, every time Zhang Qian comes to buy sandbags and other sporting goods, he always complains about their quality.
In the basement, the sandbags were re-hung, all of them were filled with iron sand, his hands were clenched into fists, and he quickly hit the sandbags a few times, and the sandbags made a fluffy muffled sound, Zhang Qian nodded with satisfaction. The quality of the sandbags has not decreased.
Push-ups, sit-ups, frog jumps......
Sweating, Zhang Qian lifted a bucket of water, poured it over his head, roughly wiped it with a towel, then sat on a somewhat shabby sofa, and picked up a book and flipped through it.
Zhang Qian is not a good student who loves to learn, so the books he reads at this time are definitely not textbooks for high school students. On the contrary, Zhang Qian, who loves strength, reads a book called Wing Chun.
"I don't think it's any use at all! Sure enough, Chinese kung fu or something is a lie! Zhang Qian scratched his head and threw the boxing book aside.
Zhang Qian has lived in the United States since he was a child, and there is no one around him who can teach him anything, so Chinese kung fu such as Wing Chun Xingyi has not touched the threshold at all. Even if you go to an ordinary martial arts hall, the boxer coach there is not as good as Zhang Qian. Zhang Qian naturally couldn't learn anything, so much so that now Zhang Qian has great doubts about Chinese kung fu. Doubt its authenticity.
After two minutes, Zhang Qian took the boxing book that was thrown aside again, because Zhang Qian's current strength has almost reached a bottleneck, no matter how he trains, his strength has not improved, so Zhang Qian has to seek a breakthrough from Chinese kung fu. It's just that Chinese kung fu can't touch the mystery inside when there is no one to lead the way.