It is definitely a mistake to use brute force against a guy who is very confident in the strength of **, Gu Tie only glanced at the big boots kicked by the other party overwhelmingly, and regretted it all the time, it was just a non-lethal kick in combat, but the bearded man who was more than 1.9 meters tall, weighed more than 200 pounds, and wore No. 47 plus-size military boots blocked all the dodge routes with one kick, Gu Tie could only quickly retreat on tiptoes, and was forced back to the hut with a look,

"Chinese Kung Fu. Ed shouted with bright eyes, his subordinates picked up their thick arms mercilessly, the Russian fists one after another, smashing his head and face like a storm, Gu Tie's "top elbow" head guard resisted, he was shocked to the point of floating blood and blood, kicked back two steps, and almost fell apart, he spat out, and his heart was filled with the sadness of more than a hundred years ago, Orientals have practiced martial arts for thirty years, and they are not as tall and powerful as Westerners, this world is really fucking unfair,

"Do you have to fight. Gu Tie shrank his head and flashed a punch, and said angrily,

"Why don't you fight. The bearded man jumped with great interest, "I like Chinese kung fu, when I went to the Nanjing Military Region of China for exchanges, the Chinese soldiers of the 'Flying Dragon' special forces performed very powerful Chinese kung fu, opening wine bottles with bare hands, splitting bricks, breaking tiles in the head, and breaking wooden sticks on the back, which is still impressive." ”

Gu Tie's eyes flickered, and the big fist blew the wind and smashed in front of him, and hurriedly flashed his fist with a stalk on his neck, "Bang." The straight fist forced a large hole in the thin plywood wall, and Ed pulled out his fist, shook the brick dust on his hand, and grinned, "It doesn't hurt." ”

"Damn, you're a devil muscleman. Gu Tie scolded angrily, "The hard qigong performed by the Flying Dragon Troop is not the same thing as martial arts. ”

"Oh, what's that chest crushed boulder, I've seen it on TV. The bearded man stopped his offensive and asked suspiciously,

"That's called juggling. Gu Tie gasped twice,

"Sitting there cross-legged, closing your eyes and seeing how many cards are in the other person's hand, what is it called, it is said that there is a master from China in Warsaw, and there are many believers. Ed blinked,

"That's called qigong. Gu Tie replied angrily,

"So what is the relationship between martial arts, juggling, hard qigong, and qigong, I'm confused. The ranger asked honestly, showing a shameless smile, but Gu Tie secretly scolded his mother, quietly drew a semicircle under his feet and stood on a stake, to be himself, now this kind of question is the best time to attack, I believe that the treacherous beard in his heart will also use the same tactics,

"Whoosh. Sure enough, in the next moment, two extremely fast left jabs dazzled his eyes, Gu Tie gritted his teeth, raised his elbow and blocked the two punches with his forearm, "Bang." The heavy fist smashed him so hard that he grinned in pain, but his face pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring: "This is hard qigong." ”

"Then, it's martial arts. ”

Ed used his jab to detect the distance, followed the attack routine, kicked the opponent with a low kick, and saw the thick and long thigh of the bearded man coming devastatingly, Gu Tie showed joy on his face, it is not a good idea to get up his legs in such a narrow space, if you don't deter foreign hairs at this time, wouldn't you lose the essence of Chinese martial arts to find a crack and lay down an unstable plate,

Gu Tie slid a big step forward with his left foot, kicked the ground with his right foot, and grabbed Ed's middle plate in four or six steps, his thigh was against the root of the Pole's thigh, and immediately isolated the power of the leg sweep......; As soon as Ed shouted a word, Gu Tie's offensive arrived, the Chinese rubbed his right foot forward, turned his waist and made a force, his right hand wrapped back, his left fist rotated diagonally upwards to rub and slash, the inward pull of the winding silk and the outward force of the cross force were combined, as if a large vice pinched Ed's neck and slammed him to the cutting board, "Bang Bang Bang." It was obviously a punch, but it made a series of pops, and the fist smashed into the bearded face, rolling down all the way like a big stone wheel, hugging the face, neck, and chest, and then falling into the elbow of the inner door, and the last elbow collapsed and slammed on the opponent's ribs.

"Tiger hugging and thrashing. ”

Each move of Bajiquan "King Kong Eight Style" is a small routine, and it is not a blow, but a series of attacks, Gu Tie rubbed his steps to collect the moves, and let Ed who was beaten out with a fall, and the beard fell on the bed with a thud, and immediately crushed the marching bed, and fell to the ground.

"This is Chinese martial arts. Gu Tie put on a single hug to meet the enemy, screamed, laughed, and after a second, he said "Oops" in his heart, once he made a move, he couldn't spare any strength, this time the fight was too heavy,

When the housekeeper Lao Zhao demonstrated this trick, a sack full of rice was placed on the wooden stake, Lao Zhao and the two staggered and waved the thin arm that did not have two taels of meat and slammed it on the rice bag, the wooden stake did not even tremble, Gu Tie laughed when he saw it next to him, Lao Zhao snorted from his nostrils: "Little rabbit cub, you know a fart, to practice the dark strength of this rice bag pile, you have to have at least twenty years of hard work in your hands, just rely on your virtue of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, don't expect it at all in this life, just play with the three-legged cat shelf." ”

Gu Tie shouted unconvinced: "Damn, Lao Zhao, you will brag, bright and dark, is there still a master at the level of chemical strength, and then it should be the infancy stage,

"What kind of are you talking about, dark energy is dark energy, you can untie the rice bag yourself and see, rabbit cub...... Yuan Ying, hum ......" Lao Zhao left a sentence and walked back to the west wing with his hands behind his back.

Gu Tie looked at the old man and ignored him, walked to the stake to untie the hemp rope uninterestingly, the rice bag fell on the ground of the terrazzo green brick with a thud, and the silver rice was leaked to the ground, and after a closer look, there were only a few faint white powder fist marks on the front of the sack, but a string of big holes burst on the back, and the fibers of the sack were shattered inch by inch, Gu Tie picked up a piece of sack, which was clearly in the shape of a fist,

"Lao Zhao, tell me about the dark things again...... Gu Tie immediately jumped up and went to the West Wing to find the legendary martial arts master Lao Zhao,

Today, a few years later, Gu Tie, who neglects to exercise, is still the three-legged cat handle in Lao Zhao's mouth, but martial arts is like this, as long as he eats through that bit of Taoism, he is not a little stronger than ordinary people, Bajiquan is known as "three years to kill people", but if he is a stunned boy who is able-bodied, he is a good man who can not be underestimated if he finds a master to practice for two years, not to mention Gu Tie himself, who is strong and has a good brain, not to mention Lao Zhao, a famous teacher who is hidden in the depths, is whipped with a small whip behind his buttocks, and he is not far behind.

Since Gu Tie moved to China from Europe and lived in the courtyard prepared by his adoptive father, Lao Zhao was responsible for his food, clothing, housing and transportation, taught him to practice boxing since he was a child, and instilled in him the folk dregs of weasels and foxes, witches, witches, and gods when he had nothing to do, and almost taught Gu Tie to be a superstitious seed, but fortunately, he later met Xiao Liping, who was good at doing ideological and political work.

Gu Tie didn't ask about Lao Zhao's origin, and Lao Zhao didn't ask about Gu Tie's background, for this old man's past, Gu Tie only knew that he was from Cangzhou, Hebei, with a Hebei accent that couldn't be changed, a lot of salt in cooking, steamed steamed buns were as hard as iron bumps, and he went out to walk the birds every morning, and served his own thrush more than Gu Tie's heart.

In fact, Gu Tie also had doubts about why his adoptive father brought him to China, when he was 9 years and seven months old, he lived in the "Genesis" headquarters in Salzburg, Austria, of course, his name was not Gu Tie at that time, and the staff of GTC affectionately called him Bartholomew Jr., let him wander around, and everywhere he went, someone squatted down to say hello, turned out snacks for him to eat, and one day he went to his father Brandon? Dr. Bartholomew's office played, and by chance he opened his father's Genesis terminal, and for some reason, a string of passwords he entered at random out of curiosity actually passed the verification, opening a high-level interface for direct dialogue with "Genesis".

His memory stopped here, Gu Tie, who had just taken the Mensa standard IQ test on his 9th birthday, was a genius boy with an IQ of 177, but he had no impression of what happened in his adoptive father's office, his brain automatically dialed the hour hand to 24 hours later, and the closest picture he could recall was sitting in the café in front of St. Stefan's Cathedral in Vienna the next afternoon and drinking a drink, while watching the tourists on bicycles leisurely walking through the shade, while listening to his father tell a very cruel truth,

Dr. Brandon Bartholomew lowered his white-haired head, not daring to look directly into Xiao Gu Tie's eyes, he stretched out his hand and pushed a cup of strawberry sundae towards his son, "This should be delicious, take your time, and when you're done, we'll go." ”

"Got it, where we're going. Gu Tie absorbed the cranberry juice in the cup, took the strawberry sundae, and picked up the small spoon, he felt dizzy and couldn't concentrate on thinking, what happened yesterday, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get back the memories of yesterday,

"Go to China. Bartholomew took off his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped them with a checkered handkerchief, "China is a very beautiful place, and the Chinese are very friendly. ”

"I know China, Dad. Gu Tie raised his head, "Why are we going to China." ”

Bartholomew hesitated, as if organizing the language, "There is one thing that you have the right to know, and I hope you are mentally prepared. ”

Xiao Gu Tie licked the ice cream on his lips, "Okay." ”

"You...... It's Chinese. The white-haired doctor said this with difficulty,

Gu Tie frowned, and after a few seconds of thinking, he put down the sundae cup, "Do you mean my genes, or my nationality, Dad, are you telling me that I am not actually your son, but an abandoned baby raised from an orphanage, the bloodline abandoned by a smuggled Chinese couple in Austria, and now, it is time for me to look for my biological parents alone,...... Well, it's nothing, I'm not going to be stupid and haven't found myself so far so different from you in anthropological characteristics, I can accept the fact, Dad, just ask you to tell me whose son I really am, and what happened yesterday afternoon. ”

Bartholomew's eyes widened and he couldn't answer,

“...... Uh-huh......" There was a groan from the collapsed camp bed, a large hand reached out to hold the wall, and Ed lifted his head from the sheets, and a smile appeared on his nosebleed face: "That's enough...... This is Chinese Kung Fu. ”

Gu Tie, who was pulled back to reality from his memories, let out a sigh of relief and smiled apologetically: "I haven't practiced Chinese kung fu at home, brother." ”