081. Past grudges
"The gang is here again? How many came? ”
On the playground of the affiliated middle school, Chen Hongzhi frowned and asked.
"I haven't looked closely, at least eight or nine, hey, besides, when is this, why do you still care about this, they all carry guys in their hands, you don't still want to fight them, right?"
Chen Hongzhi looked down at his legs, and sneered with some self-abandonment: "I look like this, I can't escape even if I can't escape, not to mention that if those people can't find me, what can I do if I go back to find trouble with my students, and my business can't be implicated in the children." ”
"Teacher Chen, you said you are ......"
The security guard wanted to persuade again, but was stopped by Chen Hongzhi raising his hand.
Then, under the incomprehensible gaze of the security guard, Chen Hongzhi limped towards the main entrance of the school.
As soon as he arrived at the front of the school, Chen Hongzhi saw the wave of people looking for trouble.
Similar to what the security guard said, there were a total of nine people standing at the door, tall, short, fat and thin, carrying wooden sticks in their hands, with fierce eyes in their eyes, staring at the inside of the school while talking in a low voice.
With the arrival of Chen Hongzhi, these people instantly seemed to have exploded.
Especially the kid with one of them was even more furious at this time, grabbing the railing of the school gate and yelling at Chen Hongzhi.
"Damn old guy, get out of here!"
"Don't think it's safe to hide in school as a shrunken turtle, you lame waste!"
"Damn stupid dog, today you have to pay for what you said wrong, and for what you did wrong!"
In the midst of their shouting and scolding, Chen Hongzhi walked to the school gate without hurry and looked around.
"This is the school, in front of the children, the mouth is clean! Don't you have any children?! ”
In a word, after shutting up those clamoring Dongying people, he pointed to an alley.
"Let's talk about it there, secluded."
After speaking, Chen Hongzhi walked out of the school gate without fear and walked in the direction of the alley.
Those Dongying people stared at Chen Hongzhi, silently clenched the wooden stick in their hands, and followed.
……
In the alley, Chen Hongzhi lit a cigarette, looked at the indignant Dongying people in front of him, and spoke in a low voice.
"You said I was going to pay for what I said wrong, but I want to ask you, what did I say wrong? Tell me about it? ”
The injured Dongying man from earlier stepped forward and pointed at Chen Hongzhi's nose.
"It's you damn Shina dog, slandering Kagawa Taichi, if it weren't for you, Kagawa Taiichi would have been the pride of our big river, fighting for us in the UFC arena, and you ruined him!"
Hearing this, Chen Hongzhi laughed angrily.
"Slander? What have I slandered him? The fact that he applied lubricant to his body to prevent his opponent from falling during the competition has long been spread in the fighting ring, even if I don't talk about it, do you think he can still win by cheating like this after entering the UFC competition?! ”
"Yaga!"
Hearing Chen Hongzhi's complaint, the Dongying man suddenly turned red-eyed.
"It's clear that you lost the match, and it's because of your lies that you ruined our best mixed martial arts fighter in Dongying!"
Chen Hongzhi didn't reply, just sneered and looked at them coldly.
In the world, only people who pretend to be asleep can't wake up, even if the truth is told to them 10,000 times, as long as these people close their eyes and pretend to turn a blind eye, no matter how much they explain, it is useless.
And the sneer on Chen Hongzhi's face seemed to have become the fuse that ignited the anger in the chest of these people.
The Dongying man who was wounded before was completely enraged at this moment.
He raised the wooden stick in his hand with one hand and said sharply: "I'll ask you again, do you admit that you falsely accused Taichi Kagawa!" ”
"I'm just telling the truth." Chen Hongzhi replied coldly.
"Okay, today I'll let you tell the truth, the real truth!"
With a roar, the Dongying man rushed out and waved the wooden stick in his hand.
"Whew!"
The sticks burst through the air and whistled.
Obviously, this Dongying man with injuries on his body has also practiced a few tricks.
It's a pity that the ones he practiced were not enough in Chen Hongzhi's eyes.
Although there was an injury on his leg, it did not affect Chen Hongzhi's movements, his left arm was the same, and he endured the pain of the opponent's wooden stick, and at the same time grabbed the man's collar with his right hand.
"Get down on my stomach!"
The roar sounded, Chen Hongzhi turned his arm and twisted his waist, and with the help of his strong waist force, he directly picked up the Dongying person who took the lead, like a back pocket version, and threw the person to the ground.
"Nishizawa!"
"Quick, help!"
"Shina, Sinei!"
In the shouting and scolding, the rest of the Dongying people rushed up one after another.
Chen Hongzhi's legs and feet were inconvenient, so he didn't dodge at all, but like a red-eyed person, he had no intention of parrying the wooden stick smashed on his body, and grabbed the other party desperately with both hands.
What is shocking is that Chen Hongzhi's hands seem to be magical, as long as his hands are on the other party's body, whether it is the collar or the arms, as long as he can put his hands together, the other party will be thrown to the ground in the blink of an eye.
These Dongying people don't know that in Chinese fast wrestling, this technique is called hand farewell.
Huaxia fast wrestling, the source is very early.
As early as the Qin and Han dynasties, this sport was already known as "Jiaodu", and during the Later Han Dynasty, Cao Cao introduced this technique into the army, making it one of the subjects of military training.
It is rumored that during the Southern Song Dynasty, Yue Fei led his troops to guard Yanmen Pass, and the whole army was bold, and there are still four words of "Yanmen Wrestling Style".
Later, during the Qing Dynasty, wrestlers often served in the imperial city of the Qing Dynasty.
Among them, the best will be sucked into the "good fighting battalion" and become a personal royal army without hanging a knife.
During the Republic of China, Huaxia wrestling once again shifted from the court to the people.
Among them, Yanjing, Baoding, and Jinmen are the three major factions.
And Chen Hongzhi was born under the ghost wrestling king of Yanjing!
Now the core meaning of the hand he is fighting is to destroy the center of gravity of the opponent's body.
When a person is standing, the front and rear feet are forked, and the longitudinal center of gravity is triangular, and it is difficult to push forward and backward forces, but if you add a little arc when pushing, you can easily destroy the opponent's standing center of gravity.
In other words, starting from the vertical line between the opponent's feet, apply a lateral force, so that even if you don't use much force, you can easily drop your opponent to the ground.
It can be said that all the stimulation of Huaxia wrestling is extended in accordance with this core concept.
Now Chen Hongzhi uses other hands, and naturally it is no exception.
It doesn't even take three minutes.
The few people who rushed up earlier had already been knocked to the ground by Chen Hongzhi.
Although he suffered a few strokes, this injury is completely negligible for Chen Hongzhi, who has been fighting in professional competitions and has specialized in anti-fight training.
He looked up, and the taller one who didn't step forward at the end grinned.
"It's up to you, come on."
However, after witnessing Chen Hongzhi's toughness, the other party did not have the slightest fear.
Even on his face, there was a sly smile.
This kid seems to be ...... Quirky?
Before Chen Hongzhi could figure it out, suddenly a sharp pain hit his injured leg.
"Ahh
Chen Hongzhi not only screamed in pain, but subconsciously turned his head to look.
Behind him, the Dongying people, who had been injured before, slowly got up.
At some point, there was a paper cutter in his hand, and the tip of the knife was still stained with mottled blood!