CHAPTER XXTIE THE BEATING RED PURPLE
Wang An originally learned boxing in the Tai Chi martial arts hall.
In the curator's office, Yang Xianhua sat on the sofa with an expressionless face, and Yang Zan stood aside, feeling a little uneasy.
"What's the matter, could it be that the matter between me and the female student in private was known to him, it was all your willingness! Or was he found out about me eating kickbacks? ”
"You go and help me inquire about a person named Wang An, this is his phone number."
This guy made him lose face in Qingyang Mountain Taiji Villa, and heard the conversation between their husband and wife, the more Yang Xianhua thought about it, the more angry he became, and he had to find a way to ask him out to have a good "chat".
"Wang An?" Yang Zan was stunned for a moment, took a piece of paper written by Yang Xianhua, and took a closer look.
"Uncle, did he provoke you, this person once learned Tai Chi in our martial arts hall."
"What!" Yang Xianhua suddenly got up from his chair.
His face was gloomy and ugly.
"Studied boxing here? I said, why do you look familiar? was actually won by a student of his own martial arts hall. ”
"Since you've learned boxing here, it's easy, do you know where he lives?"
"I know, there are records here in the martial arts hall."
"Ask him out for a good chat."
Listening to Yang Xianhua's tone and looking at his expression, Yang Zan knew it in his heart.
"Uncle, what time do you think is right?"
"The sooner the better."
"Okay, I'll leave this matter to me, don't worry." Yang Zan patted his chest and said.
On the road, in the cold wind, Wang An was in a happy mood, humming a little song, thinking about what to eat at noon.
Jingle bells, and the phone in your pocket rings. Stopped and looked, an unfamiliar number, he hung up directly, but not long after leaving, the phone rang again, and it was still that number.
Wang An thought for a while and answered the phone.
"Hey, hello."
"Hello, is it Wang An, I'm Xiaolin, Lin Shan, let's practice Tai Chi together, remember?"
"Hello, what's the matter?" Wang An recalled that there seemed to be such a student, but he didn't have much intersection with him.
"I want to get together with a few of us who are learning Tai Chi, do you have time?"
"No time, thanks." Wang An decisively refused, and then hung up the phone.
If you are not familiar with each other, you must have a request or a plan for a sudden treat.
Don't say that a stranger, now the acquaintance Yue Wang An may not be able to make an appointment.
"Hey, hey?" A young man on the other end of the phone listened to the busy sound coming from inside, took the mobile phone and said to Yang Zan on the side, "He hung up." ”
Yang Zan on the side had a gloomy face when he heard this.
"Let's go, and then go to the place where he rents a house, I don't believe that I can't block him."
On the other side, Wang An pedaled his bicycle and slowly found a restaurant to ask for four dishes, meat and vegetarian matching, and the rice in this restaurant is free.
"It's free." Wang Andao.
There were not many people in the restaurant, except for Wang An, there were two tables with less than ten guests.
"Hey, why is this rice gone, and there is still half a pot just now? Boss, the rice is gone. The customer shouted.
"What?" The boss who came out of the back kitchen was stunned when he heard this. "No, there aren't many of them, this pot should be enough."
After a moment, the boss looked at the rice pot with only a few rice balls left, and fell into deep thought.
"Where's the rice?" He subconsciously looked at a few guests in the lobby, "These people don't look like they can eat so much!" ”
"Boss, that person ate eight bowls of rice by himself, I counted them." The waiter came to the boss and pointed to Wang An, who was eating, and stretched out two fingers to gestur.
"Eight bowls?"
"Hmm!" The waiter nodded.
Then Wang An came over to serve the rice with a bowl under the shocked gaze of the restaurant owner.
"Boss, the rice is gone." Wang An looked at the rice pot and said to the boss on the side.
"Huh?" The boss was stunned.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and cook?"
"Oh." The boss nodded a little smugly.
"Forget it, let's eat these today, it's just right." Wang An touched his stomach.
After settling the bill, he left the hotel humming a little song.
"I've seen something that can be eaten, but I've never seen something so edible, and I'm still full? This is the reincarnation of a starving ghost, right? The boss stared at the back of Wang An leaving.
After lunch, Wang An pedaled back to his residence.
In the afternoon, he did not go to the city, but practiced the five fowl play and walking the bricks in the courtyard.
For the next few days, he spent a long time in the swimming pool every day, realizing the spiral energy in the water.
On a cold day, he went to the swimming pool as soon as it opened, practiced Tai Chi in the water, and constantly became proficient in spiral strength. In many cases, he was alone in the pool.
Qi Dahe didn't care about him, he just put on his coat, played games in the corner, and even slept for a while.
Anyway, the pool is just that one most of the time.
"I soak in the water every day, and I'm not afraid of soaking in it and getting swollen. Hey, this assassin is a good dish, and he can't kill him with blood. ”
In the pool, Wang An pushed, pressed, or patted, palms passed through, and whirlpools in the water.
After these days of practice, he has become more and more familiar with the method of spiral strength.
"You practice Tai Chi in the water for a while, your whole body is exercised, your leg strength is significantly enhanced, and you understand the power of spiral strength.
Tai Chi experience +50. ”
Wang An, who came out of the swimming pool, did not go back, and after eating, he went to the Xingyi Quan Martial Arts Gym.
It is better to practice one person than to practice two.
"Now it is estimated that Li Xinzhu has nothing to do, and I went to him to practice my hands."
Half an hour later, in the Xingyi Quan Martial Arts Gym, Li Xinzhu's face was as straight as Changbai Mountain, and his hands trembled slightly.
Not far in front of him, Wang An smiled.
"Sure enough, fetching water is not the same as beating people."
Li Xinzhu gently rolled up his sleeves, both arms were swollen, and each had a few broken palm prints, which were red and purple.
"Tai Chi Jin?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I?" Wang An smiled a little awkwardly.
In the afternoon, he came to the martial arts hall, and finally pulled Li Xinzhu to test his kung fu.
Li Xinzhu was a hundred reluctant, and as soon as he fought, it was okay at first, but it was still the kind of disgusting Tai Chi unloading.
When it hits the body, it is either like hitting cotton, it is loose and soft, and the strength cannot be implemented.
Either it is like hitting a round ball that is dripping and spinning, and it will slip to the side all of a sudden, and it is easy to lose the center of gravity if you are not careful.
What surprised him was that the other party's Taiji Yun hand not only guarded, but also slapped his arm from time to time, looking as if it was not as strong as his own fist.
But as soon as he slapped it on his arm, a strange force immediately came, and he could break his moves at once.
It was as if the force was about to tear his arm apart.