Zhang Wen raised his head and looked at him, pretending to be happy and asked, "Brother Mad Dog, of course I want to seize this opportunity. If you have any good suggestions, please tell me quickly."

Mad Dog glanced at him, smiled slightly and said, "Strike first to gain advantage, and strike later to suffer disaster. Since A Fei wants to deal with you, why don't you and I join forces to deal with him? After he is eradicated, his younger brothers and the casino will return."

you."

"That's so inappropriate. If you and I worked together to eradicate him, we both contributed, how could all the benefits be given to me? This is really inappropriate."

"To be honest, A Fei and I have already had conflicts, but Brother Bao is suppressing us, so we haven't fought for the time being. But we are both waiting for a chance to eliminate each other. So as long as you are willing to join forces with me

, if I can eradicate Ah Fei, I will give everything he has to you."

Zhang Wen thought for a while and said solemnly, "But Brother Bao, if he knows that we are going to deal with Ah Fei, it will be difficult for us to explain."

"Don't worry, I don't want Brother Bao to know either. As long as we join forces, it shouldn't be difficult for you and me to get rid of him."

"Okay, I promise you. If we have a chance, we will kill him."

Mad Dog couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't expect that things would be smoother than he imagined. He couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, "Very good, then we have the same goal from today on. With your ability, as long as you except him

He took the position right away. Awen, let’s go have a drink together, just to wish us success in advance.”

Zhang Wen touched his head in embarrassment, "I promised my dad to go home for dinner today, maybe next time. If we want to drink in the future, we will have plenty of opportunities."

There was a look of disappointment on Mad Dog's face, "Well, next time I invite you to dinner, you must not refuse again."

Zhang Wen stood up and said, "That's for sure. Brother Mad Dog, I'm going back first. If anything happens, just call my cell phone."

"Okay, let me take you out." Mad Dog also stood up.

Although the others were gambling, their peripheral vision kept glancing at Zhang Wen. As soon as they saw Zhang Wen stand up and prepare to go back, someone shouted, "Brother Wen, are you going back?"

"Yeah, brothers, you take your time and play, I'm going back first."

"Brother Wen, didn't you say you wanted to teach us martial arts yesterday? When will you be free to teach me some moves?"

"Yeah, Brother Wen, how did you become so good at martial arts? Yesterday, I was watching your martial arts competition with Monk Hua. Especially the last punch you had with Monk Hua, which was so cool."

Zhang Wen looked up and vaguely remembered that these two men were among the men he saw at Brother Bao yesterday. "If you want to learn martial arts, I can teach you a few moves now."

"Really? Brother Wen, then you can teach me now."

"Brother Wen, you can't be unfair to one, you have to teach us too." When those who were gambling heard that Zhang Wen wanted to teach martial arts, they immediately stood up and shouted that they wanted to learn martial arts. Although some people didn't see Zhang Wen yesterday.

Wen took action, but they were all there when Zhang Wen came last time, and they all knew that Zhang Wen's martial arts was very powerful.

"Okay, if you are willing to learn, I will teach you some basic skills. But you must be prepared. Martial arts cannot be practiced overnight, and you must be prepared to endure hardships." Zhang Wen definitely does not agree.

I will teach them some powerful martial arts, but I also want to teach them some basic Sanda skills.

"We can definitely endure hardship. You see how much pain we can endure every time we fight. We can definitely endure a little pain."

"That's right. It's just a little hard work. Brother Wen, how long do we need to practice to become as good as you?"

"If you have enough knowledge and have practiced for more than ten years, you might be almost as good as me."

"What, it will take more than ten years to become like you, and it will take so long."

"We will all be old in more than ten years, and we will still be fools." Many people sighed together.

"But I can teach you some simple and useful moves. If you fight with ordinary people in a lifting frame, even two or three people will not be your opponent. But now you must first increase your strength. As the saying goes, one strength can reduce ten strength, as long as you use it

As your strength increases, if someone punches you, you will be fine, but if you punch someone, they will not be able to stand up."

In fact, Sanda requires practicing many aspects, such as strength, endurance, speed, reaction, etc. However, Zhang Wen does not want to teach too many things to these people. He also does not want these people to use the martial arts he teaches for evil in the future, that is, just teach them casually.

By doing things perfunctorily, you can win people's hearts.

"That would be great. Brother Wen, please hurry up and teach us."

"It would be good if you can defeat two or three people. Brother Wen, we all depend on you."

Zhang Wen said with a smile, "Let me teach you some ways to increase your strength first. In fact, the way to increase strength is very simple. You can do push-ups and lift more dumbbells as usual. If you want to practice your skills, you can hit sandbags, but you need to

Pay attention to the sense of distance when punching with a sandbag. If you hit too close, you will feel that your legs are weak and you cannot use the force when hitting; if you hit too far, you will feel that the force is empty. In fact, every time we punch, there is a point where the most force is exerted.

What you have to do is to master your own force-receiving points so that you can unleash the maximum power of this punch."

"Brother Wen, are the martial arts you teach so simple?"

"You must practice these basic things first, and then I will teach you other things. Otherwise, it will be useless to teach you. When I first started learning martial arts, I also practiced these things first. If you believe me,

Do as I say." Zhang Wen paused and continued, "Brother Mad Dog, I'm going back first. If anything happens, just call my cell phone."

"Okay, Awen, just go back first. Remember, you can't refuse me the next time I ask you for a drink."

Zhang Wen smiled and said, "I understand, then I'll go back first."

Seeing Zhang Wen walking out, one of his subordinates said, "Brother Mad Dog, is what Brother Wen taught useful? Can you become a master by just running and hitting sandbags? It's too perfunctory."

"What he taught was indeed useful. He probably saw that your foundation was too poor, so he didn't increase the amount of exercise. Do you know how I saw Monk Hua exercising when I was in prison? He exercised at least seven or eight hours a day.

, push-ups and punching sandbags are trivial. I also saw that he was carrying more than ten kilograms of sandbags on his two feet except when sleeping and bathing. He also asked others to hit him. I heard him say that this can improve his resistance to beatings.

Ability. When I was learning kung fu from Monk Hua, I also practiced in this way, but the amount of exercise was not so large."

"Wow, it's so scary. If you practice this method and you're beaten to death before you can even practice it, I guess I'll never be a master in my life." One person said in frustration.

Mad Dog smiled and said, "You really can't do it if you are a master, but it's still possible if you can defeat two or three people like he said."

"Forget it, who is still practicing this thing now? They have to work so hard to defeat two or three people. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you will be dead with one shot. Brothers, let's continue to gamble."

"That's right, whoever likes to practice can practice. I'm playing mahjong."

Zhang Wen walked downstairs and opened the door. Xiaomei smiled sweetly when she saw him, "Brother Wen, have you finished your work?"

Zhang Wen smiled and said, "I don't have anything to do, so I just had a chat with Mad Dog Brother."

A bright smile flashed in Xiaomei's eyes, and her voice was a bit sweeter, "Then where are you going now? I'm going to get off work in a minute. If there's nothing else, how about we go to dinner together?"

Looking at Xiaomei's attitude, he knew that she was interested in him. Zhang Wen suddenly felt a little headache. It was so troublesome to be handsome, and he had to laugh with others when he was an informant, but he still put on a gentle smile.

"Originally, I would be very willing to go to dinner with a beautiful woman, but I really am not free today. Let's do it next time. I'll invite you to dinner next time."

A look of disappointment appeared on Xiaomei's face, "Okay then, Brother Wen, as you said, you must remember to come to me when you are free."

"Of course. It's an honor for me to invite a beautiful woman to dinner. I'm going back first. Goodbye."

At night, the wind suddenly became stronger, passing through the gaps between the branches and leaves, bringing a roaring sound, passing through the fence and blowing a small whirlwind in the yard.

In the lobby of the building where Wei Bao is located, Wei Bao and a man in his fifties are sitting on the sofa. The man is short but very fat, with a protruding belly and a pregnant woman who is six or seven months pregnant.

The same size. Although they were chatting, it was obvious that Wei Bao was carefully trying to please this man. Yes, this man was Wei Bao's protective umbrella in Nanhe Town, his uncle Li Yuanhong.

Wei Bao smiled softly and said, "Uncle, I have transferred this month's account to your other account. Have you seen it?"

Li Yuanhong nodded and said, "Abao, I already know. But your factory must stop for a while during this period."

Wei Bao's expression suddenly changed, and he asked with some excitement, "Why do you want to stop? Uncle, do you know how much money we will lose if we stop for one day? And the sudden stop of supply will have a great impact on our credibility."

Li Yuanhong glared at him, "What do you think is more important, making money or life? If you are caught by the police, what you have done is enough for us to shoot you ten times."

Wei Bao frowned and asked in confusion, "Don't we give our share to Yuan Jie every month? He is the director of the Nanhe Town Police Station, and the entire Nanhe Town police force is under his control. Who else should go there besides him?

Catch us?"

"I have received news that drugs have been leaked from our Nanhe town, and people may be sent to investigate. Now it is beyond the control of a small police station chief, Abao, what we have done

This is something that we would rather miss than take any risks. If there is just one mistake, we will be finished."
Chapter completed!