"Don't worry, let's talk about it first!"

Wu Cheng obviously also has some kung fu foundation, so he is willing to give up like this, and as soon as he inserts and pulls his hands, he hits Li Bingyang's head.

Li Bingyang only felt that his eyes lit up: "This is the kung fu of actual combat, right?"

However, the situation was critical, and he didn't have time to sigh, so he saved his elbow and raised his arm to protect his head.

"Ahh

"It's not good, Wu Cheng's strength is definitely beyond the training period! This kind of strength, even if it can't reach the level of strength, it must have entered the level of changing strength!"

When Li Bingyang chatted with Chen Hongwei before, he had heard Chen Hongwei talk about this level.

In ancient China, kung fu started from strength, arms, legs, and waist. There are different names, such as training meat, training strength, and training body. It shows that a person has just started to practice martial arts.

When the practice of arms, legs, and waist has entered a certain stage, the martial artist can slowly synthesize the strength of the whole body, change his original habit of using brute force according to the characteristics of martial arts, and master the use of skillful force, so as to gradually achieve the level of changing the strength of the whole body and entering the level of strength, which is the second level in martial arts, which is called changing strength.

"The seven orifices of the head are all tight, and the life of the back of the sun is related to the head of the head!" Wu Cheng missed a blow, his palm turned into an attack into a grab, his right hand instantly grabbed Li Bingyang's left wrist, his right foot stepped forward, and his left hand pushed Li Bingyang's elbow up.

Without seeing how much strength he used, Li Bingyang's entire body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

"It turns out that this is a change of strength, I can't even block a move!"

At the moment when Li Bingyang fell, Wu Cheng raised his foot and stepped down, under his feet was Li Bingyang's chest, if this foot was stepped on, even if Li Bingyang did not die, he was afraid that he would lose half of his life.

Perhaps it was the running boxing that brought a sensitive reaction to his body, but his brain had not yet turned a corner, and his body was already rolling to the side, which could be avoided by this kick.

"Nonsense!" At this moment, Li Bingyang saw that Wu Cheng's legs were weak, and he suddenly knelt on the ground, and then he heard the old man's roar, and saw a stone rolling down beside him.

When he looked back, he saw the old man retracting his feet without a trace.

Wu Shengyin looked at Wu Cheng who was kneeling on the ground, feeling sad and sighing twice.

"Tianmen is dizzy on the ground, and the tail does not return to his hometown. The two ribs threw away their hands, and the waist and eyes laughed and killed. The sun is behind his head, and he endures his life and returns to the yin. The spine was broken and there was no bone, and he died suddenly under the knee. I'm getting old after all, and the two stones that kicked out of my head originally wanted to hit the knee from the side. I didn't expect to only be hit by the acupoint of the committee, and I still have no strength like this!"

Li Bingyang was dumbfounded, and took this opportunity to stand up: "I can see that you are not simple, I didn't expect you to be so simple!"

"Second brother!"

The person next to him also hurriedly helped Wu Cheng up at this time, Wu Cheng patted the ash on his body, and let the person next to him retreat, his knees were still a little sore.

"You're lucky today! You haven't learned kung fu yet, and you're out to take care of things!"

At present, there are still many places in China that cannot be controlled by the law, which is probably like the zero years in the real society.

Wu Cheng looked at the old man: "Old and immortal, how can you say about this matter, don't you invite me in to talk? You are old and frail now, I have so many people, how many can you fight?"

Wu Shengyin looked at Wu Cheng: "Just talk outside, what are you going to do here?"

Wu Cheng was not ready to beat around the bush at this time: "After all, you have raised me for so many years, I think that the statement you have hidden in your private will be handed over to me, I will be useful, and today's matter will be over, otherwise I am afraid that no one will send you to the end if you die!"

This sentence is very vicious to say it in front of the old man. People live a life, seek glory and wealth during their lifetime, and are busy. After death, he will sleep forever, but who is willing to be a corpse!

When Li Bingyang heard this, his heart tightened uncomfortably. In the world, he can manage the affairs of the world once, twice? There will always be times when he can't manage them.

"You're talking too much, isn't it? How can you say that this is also your father, and the way of a man is nothing more than filial piety. Filial piety is greater than strict father. ”

Wu Shengyin looked at Li Bingyang: "Young man, go back, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to get involved." ”

"Old man, you're not right. Chen Qingbiao is about filial piety, not to mention whether you hand it over to our Cultural Relics Bureau, but the Holy Dynasty rules the world with filial piety, and everyone who is old is still educated. This brother said that if no one collects the body after your death, it will never happen, meet me, my name is Yang Songyi, and I am currently the head of the calligraphy protection group of the Pingyuan Provincial Property Management Office. Here are my documents. ”

Yang Songyi got out of a car and introduced himself to the old man, but as for Wu Cheng, he didn't even look at it.

Wu Cheng couldn't see Yang Songyi's appearance, so he asked his people to come over: "I don't care what your status and position are, you have to understand that when civilians are angry, they will bleed in five steps." What you rely on won't help you in the slightest. ”

Yang Songyi finally glanced at Wu Cheng: "Not to mention whether it makes sense for you, a three-legged cat kung fu person, to tell me this kind of thing, I'll give you a suggestion, pack up your things and leave the club as soon as possible, go do something serious, you still have to save!"

The two negotiated for a while, but Li Bingyang didn't understand. But Wu Shengyin's attitude is clearly inclined towards the state.

Love is deep, hate is deep. How much he liked this little son before, and how much he hates this little son now.

Finally, after Yang Songyi gave the conditions, Wu Cheng led a few people to leave here.

"Young man, if you give them conditions, you won't be happy to hold the handle in the future!

Although Wu Shengyin did not serve in the imperial court, he had also experienced the battlefield, coupled with decades of life experience, he knew what would happen and what consequences would happen.

"Haha, they want to use this as a trading handle, they will only die miserably, old man, let me go in and sit down and see your calligraphy, how about it?"

Yang Songyi was polite when he talked to Wu Shengyin, but he was not so polite when he turned his head to Li Bingyang.

"My name isn't that good, and besides, stay away from my sister, I don't want someone like you to get too close to her! ”

Yang Songyi's words made Li Bingyang see that the joy after Wu Cheng left disappeared, and he clenched his fists, only feeling ashamed.

"I'm too weak, I'm borrowing someone else's name, what am I happy about!"

"Thank you!" Li Bingyang reluctantly said these two words, turned around and walked back.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Shengyin suddenly stopped him, turned around and went back to the room to take out a book!

"Go back and see!"