Chapter 3 How do you know if you don't try it?
Lin Morson returned his attention to the search for skills.
First of all, the two skills [Basic Firearms] and [Basic Fighting] recognized by the system are the sum of the knowledge that I have systematically learned in the police academy, including theoretical knowledge and practical application.
As a corollary, skills must be comprehensive, systematic, and preferably taught by a master.
Muay Thai?
This is the first skill that Lin Mosheng thought of, and now that the Hong Kong capital is gathered, various gyms have naturally come into being.
Although the ancient Chinese boxing method has many advantages compared to Muay Thai.
However, with his understanding as a Chinese person, if he wants to learn the real ancient boxing method, those masters estimate that they will spend at least three years inspecting their disciples.
During this period, you may only learn a little bit and cannot be recognized by the system.
Muay Thai is much simpler and more straightforward, and it's a killing skill.
By consuming the body's potential to obtain super lethality, unlike the ancient boxing method, there are many secrets that need to be explained by the master before you can get started.
And today's Muay Thai gym is also affordable by itself.
As for the physical drain of Muay ThaiΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·
The system is all up to you!
After having an idea, Lin Mosheng immediately took action, first he returned to the police station to inquire where there was a more reliable Muay Thai gym.
"Muay Thai gym?" The old police officer Li Yi glanced at Lin Mosheng strangely, "Shengzi, why are you asking about this?" β
Lin Mosheng touched his head embarrassedly, "Isn't this trying to learn to defend oneself with both hands?" β
Li Yi nodded, he thought for a while and said, "After you said this, I remembered a case I took on before. β
"The case?"
Lin Mosheng didn't understand how he inquired about the Muay Thai gym and how it was connected to the case.
"Yes, the case happened half a year ago, and the injured person was the owner of a boxing gym, but he was drugged before participating in the competition and broke a tendon."
"This owner was originally of mixed Chinese and Thai descent, but now the situation in Siam is chaotic, so he smuggled to the port capital, wanting to make a career, but the snake crossed the river and did not turn into a dragon, but he was almost drowned by himself."
Lin Mosheng immediately became interested, "Brother Yi, do you still have his contact information?" β
I asked for contact information from Li Yi, changed into civilian clothes, and put on makeup to hide my original appearance.
Tucking the pistol under his shoulder, Lin Mosheng came to the Kowloon Walled City.
The tall and low buildings here are built together in a haphazard manner, forming a labyrinth like a spider's web.
The Kowloon Walled City has always been an extralegal place in the Hong Kong capital.
Prostitutes, stowaways, associations, and people of all stripes gather.
Selling stolen goods, smuggling, and selling drugs are frequent.
Even the police were reluctant to enter the Kowloon Walled City to investigate the case.
According to the address given by Li Yi, Lin Mosheng found a low courtyard, and there were two tattooed gangsters standing at the entrance of the courtyard.
One of the yellow hairs saw Lin Mosheng and stretched out his hand to catch up, "Boy, where did you come from?" Such a Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· with such fine skin and tender meat."
Lin Mosheng grabbed the palm of the other party's outstretched hand, and then squeezed it hard.
"Ahh
Under Lin Mosheng's 8 points of power, Huang Mao's face was distorted, and he wailed in pain.
The companion next to him realized that something was wrong and just approached Lin Mosheng.
With a "bang", he was directly kicked against the wall by Lin Mosheng, and the basic martial arts were at the full level, and it was still very easy to clean up the two gangsters who were not in the stream.
"I'll just ask once, is the owner there?"
Looking at Lin Mosheng's indifferent eyes, Huang Mao understood that he had met a ruthless person today, and hurriedly nodded and said, "It's in, it's inside!" β
Lin Mosheng let go of his hand and pushed the other party, "Take me to the hall owner." β
Walking into the courtyard, first of all, a group of half-grown boys were practicing boxing, judging from their posture, they were practicing the most basic horse step punching.
Between breathing and drinking, it's still decent.
Lin Mosheng's expression was much better, if the apprentices taught here were all like the two of them, he felt that he didn't need to come to apprenticeship.
Huang Mao led Lin Mosheng into the house, and shouted respectfully to the people sitting and drinking tea in the main hall, "Master." β
Lin Mosheng looked at the hall owner.
The other party is about thirty years old, with slightly dark skin, a neatly shaved flat head, eyebrows and eyes like eagles, even if he is sitting and drinking tea, it gives people the illusion that he is about to burst out.
It's just that the eagle is now a little half-dead, one hand hanging weakly, and a hideous scar on the wrist.
"Something?"
The hall owner glanced up at Lin Mosheng, the young man in front of him looked handsome, but he was more concerned about Lin Mosheng's subtle body movements when he walked in.
It's a practitioner, but not much.
Lin Mosheng looked at the hall owner and went straight to the point.
"I want to learn real kung fu."
"I can help you get revenge."
Ah Cang looked at Lin Mosheng with a smile, "You are one of the most vocal people who came to me, do you know who my enemy is?" β
Lin Mosheng didn't talk nonsense, and threw out a newspaper from his arms, "Although I don't know who your enemy is, it shouldn't be bigger than Hong Xing's house." β
"And I, yesterday I killed Hong Xing sitting in the pavilion Liangkun."
Ah Cang looked at the newspaper, which had the headline on the first page.
Wan Chai Gun God! One shot killed Hong Xing sitting in the hall! γ
It is also accompanied by a beautiful photo of Lin Mosheng.
Ah Cang looked stunned, Liangkun of the Hongxing branch received a boxed lunch yesterday, even in the Kowloon Walled City, it is not a small thing.
He naturally heard about it, but he didn't expect that the policeman who killed Liangkun would actually find him today and worship himself as a teacher.
Ah Cang couldn't help but be silent, his enemies are indeed very strong, but in terms of the status of the rivers and lakes, he will definitely not surpass Hong Xing's sitting in the pavilion.
Lin Mosheng was able to kill Liangkun, no matter whether he was lucky or not, he dared to come to the extralegal place of the Kowloon Walled City today, his courage was already beyond ordinary people.
Lin Mosheng saw that the hall owner was silent, and immediately understood that he had a chance.
Killing Liangkun brings more than just 3,000 good deeds!
This prestige can bring both trouble and help, and the key is to see how you use it.
Ah Cang glanced at Huang Mao and put down the teacup in his hand, "You go outside and guard." β
Huang Mao nodded, walked out of the house, and stayed outside.
At the moment when Huang Mao went out, Ah Cang suddenly burst out like a tiger, sprinted, and his left fist rushed straight to Lin Mosheng's door.
The extraordinary perception brought by [Sensitivity] made Lin Mosheng's hair stand on end at the moment when Ah Cang burst out, and his arms were interlaced to form a shield in front of him.
With a thud like a heavy hammer and a drum, Lin Mosheng took two steps back.
A hint of discoloration flashed in Ah Cang's eyes, but he kept moving on his feet, exerting force on his waist and hips, and swept his right leg, tripping Lin Mosheng, who was already out of balance, to the ground.
Then he looked at Lin Mosheng with a little disappointment, "You are just a little better than ordinary people, you know a little basic martial arts, and if you want to avenge me, it's too difficult." β
However, he paused in the middle of his sentence, and was interrupted by a soft 'click'.
Because Lin Mosheng, who was swept to the ground, didn't know when he pulled out the pistol under his armpit.
The muzzle of the black hole hole was pointed at him, and the young man in front of him smiled and raised his chin, "How do you know if you don't try it?" β
Ah Cang let out a breath of turbidity, "Okay." β