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Luke made an appointment with the little fat man today to teach him how to fight.

Wrong, it’s exercise.

Fighting among students is not uncommon and occurs in almost every school, but it is rare to hear of sports students being beaten.

Why?

He is strong himself, and he has a group of friends who are also very strong. It would be good if they don't beat up others.

As soon as Harley parked in the yard, the little fat man heard the noise and ran out in a hurry.

"Luke, you're late."

Luke took off his helmet and said, "Something happened today. The bureau is a little busy."

Luke glanced at his watch and said, "Let's get started, I have to leave at eight o'clock."

The little fat man was a little disappointed, "I thought you would stay at home today."

"I also want to live at home, but... I still have a mission."

"Come on, I'm not a child anymore. Don't fool me with this excuse."

The little fat man came over and asked in a low voice with curiosity, "Are you with that female lawyer? I won't tell my mother."

Luke asked, "Where is your little girlfriend Maggie? When are you going to tell mom?"

"Uh oh..." The little fat man seemed to be strangled by the neck, and looked at the door with a guilty conscience, "You win. Let's get started, I can't wait any longer."

"Good, what do you want to learn?"

"I don't know, what can you teach me?"

"Boxing, grappling, Sanda, wrestling, you can choose one."

"Wow, you know so many fighting skills, why didn't I know about it?"

Luke was born in two lives. He learned boxing in this life, and grappling, sparring, and wrestling in his previous life. "You don't know much, so don't waste your time."

The little fat man thought about it carefully and said, "I want to learn boxing."

"why?"

"That piece of trash Andrew hit me with his fist. I want to hit him back."

"OK, I have a pair of gloves and protective gear in my room that you can use."

Soon, Luke brought a pair of black gloves and protective gear for the little fat man to wear.

Seeing that Luke was still wearing a hood, the little fat man said worriedly, "Will you hit me?"

If you want to learn to fight, you have to start by getting beaten."

"You're not serious, are you?" The little fat man's expression immediately changed.

"Either you get beaten up by me or you get beaten up by Andrew, which one do you choose?"

The little fat man didn't hesitate for too long, "OK, be gentler."

Seeing him like this, Luke really had the idea of ​​beating him.

"Look at me." Luke put on a boxing attack stance, "To practice boxing, you need to learn to anticipate, move flexibly, block, keep an appropriate attack distance from the opponent, and learn to defend and counterattack.

As long as you learn to predict, move, and block, it won't matter if someone hits you a few times. If you can't block, you may be blinded by one punch. It may even be a KO."

"I'm starting to attack." After saying that, Luke punched the little fat man on the cheek.

The little fat man quickly put his arms in front of his face.

Luke's fist passed between his arms and stopped one centimeter away from his cheek, "Jack, your arms are raised too high and the distance is too large. This is an invalid block.

Luke taught very seriously, and the little fat boy studied very seriously.

After teaching for half an hour, Luke felt that the little fat boy was not suitable for boxing.

He learned blocking skills very quickly, and his predictions were good, but he was too fat, his body was not flexible enough, and his physical strength was weak, so he would suffer a lot in a fight.

"Jack, you can't do this. The most important thing in boxing is pace. You have to learn to move flexibly."

The little fat man was already out of breath when he spoke. He wiped his face with his arm and shouted, "Can you take a rest?"

Luke sighed softly, "I think you should exercise your physical fitness first. If your physical strength can't keep up, you will be tired after a few punches, and you will only get beaten."

The little fat man sat down on the lawn and said, "How long will it take for me to beat Andrew?"

"Looking at Andrew's posture that day, he must have learned boxing. Although he is not proficient, he is definitely better than you. You haven't started yet, so it's too early to ask this question."

"Then what if he hits me again?"

Luke thought for a while and said, "Andrew is trained in boxing. It is not easy to beat him in the way he is good at.

In fact, I suggest you learn something else, maybe there is something more suitable."

"What to practice?"

"Wrestling."

"Why do you want me to practice wrestling?"

"You are relatively fat, so practicing wrestling can bring your physical advantages into full play."

"Do you really think I'm better suited to wrestling?"

"Andrew has probably never learned wrestling. No matter how well you learn, you are better than him in this aspect. At least you won't get beaten blindly."

The little fat man thought for a while and felt that what his brother said made sense. Andrew had learned boxing and was already better than him.

If you want to practice boxing, you not only have to learn it, but you also have to be better than him to win.

To be honest, he wasn't sure.

He didn't have the patience to wait any longer. Maybe by the time he learned it and became proficient, his girlfriend would have been taken away.

He doesn't know how to wrestle, and neither does Andrew.

If he learns it, he will be better than Andrew and may win.

"I want to learn wrestling!" The little fat man rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Then let me first tell you the essentials of wrestling. There are a few main points.

Grip means holding the opponent firmly, it can be any part or piece of clothing.

The strength of the waist and hips can knock the opponent down or knock him out.

For leg strength, in addition to standing firm, you also need to learn the tricks of hooking, hanging, sweeping, and mixing.

Endurance, this requires more practice.

…

After explaining the basics, Luke began to teach his younger brother to practice wrestling.

Among them, there are also some grappling and fighting techniques mixed in.

His fighting skills are relatively complex, and his teachings are also relatively complex.

The purpose of teaching a younger brother is not to make him more powerful, but to make him better than ordinary people.

The learning method is also tailor-made for little fat people, and it is very simple to sum up.

Use wrestling and grappling techniques to throw your opponent to the ground, and then use your weight advantage to subdue or hit the opponent.

…

The next morning.

Detective Bureau.

Deputy Director Reid walked into the office and clapped his hands, "Everyone, please put down what you are doing, I have something to announce.

The heavily corroded Ford was inspected, repaired, and compared, and it was found to be exactly the same as the vehicle in the "Telson Manor Disappearance Case." The bureau decided to reopen the investigation into the case.

The deputy asked, "Where are the DNA comparison results of the two bones in the car?"

Reid explained, "According to forensic identification, the two skeletons should have been dead for nearly twenty years. It is difficult to extract DNA samples from old skeletons, and they need more time.

However, the engine number of a Ford vehicle is unique and cannot be faked.

This is a major discovery and new evidence, and I think it is time to reopen the case.

In addition, I also participated in the investigation of this case twenty years ago..."

The deputy said, "I agree.

The time of death of the skeleton is also similar to the time when the victim of the missing case at Tyerson Manor was killed. I think it is better to start the investigation now than to wait and wait.

I don’t want to miss the best opportunity to investigate like I did twenty years ago.”

Reid took a piece of information and put it on the projector, "This is the file of the 'Telson Manor Disappearance Case' twenty years ago. There were three victims in total. The date of disappearance was August 6, 2002."

The mistress of the manor, Anna Miller, date of birth, February 4, 1970.

Son Shuatt Miller, date of birth, March 7, 1992.

Youngest daughter Lily Miller, date of birth, June 9, 2000.

…”

Luke carefully checked the information on the projector. Judging from the age of the victim, the two skeletons in the car were probably the hostess Anna Miller and her son Shuart Miller.
Chapter completed!