Zhao Ziyue took only two steps and was blocked again. The group of people who were surrounded by a short man just now ran over to surround him.

"I can't just let you go today. Otherwise, I, Bald Hao, can't be on the road in the future." The bald man said.

"It's a waste." The bald man lit the cigarette in his mouth and waved his hand.

So the gangsters around Zhao Ziyue shouted at Zhao Ziyue like they took the medicine.

One minute, just one minute. The group of men who were arrogant just now lay on the ground and moaned. Each of them had one leg knocked down by Zhao Ziyue. The punishment was not heavy, but not light, and it was just a range that Zhao Ziyue could accept. In addition, if one of their legs was needed, they would lose the ability to fight again. The ending ground was also faster.

Since he was shot in the thigh in that villa and walked, he affected his demeanor. Zhao Ziyue has fallen in love with this kind of blow. He wants to find someone to practice once every day.

Perhaps this is the legendary thing that you don’t do to others if you don’t want others to do to you.

Zhao Ziyue had personally experienced the taste, so he was very cautious in his actions, only breaking his thighs and not breaking his calves.

The bald man was stunned when he saw it. The smoke from his mouth accidentally fell and burned his arm. Then he woke up and said, "Brother, please give me a font size."

"Zhao Ziyue."

"Who are you hang out with? Seven Sages Gang Ren's Master? Scorpion Gang Qi's Master?"

"Fuck with me." Zhao Ziyue grinned. He was the boss of the Wolf-Slayer Gang, and there were many brothers under him. They were all with him. Of course, he was also with him.

"You?" The bald man looked puzzled. "Are you arrogant?"

Of course, I have never heard of Zhao Ziyue as a low-level gangster like them, but in order to support the scene, the bald man originally wanted to say that he had never heard of Zhao Ziyue, but when he remembered this guy's terrible skills, the muscles on his face kept twitching. How could he bend before the battle in front of so many brothers, and how could he do it in the future?

"You also have to break one leg, should you knock it yourself, or should I help you?" Zhao Ziyue was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked looking at him.

"Brother, stay a line for life. Let's meet again in the future." The bald man said with a gloomy face. His bald man was also a famous figure in the Tao. He was pointed at by a boy without a name and said that you would have to break one leg, and he was really unable to get out of the way.

"It's still gone in the future." Zhao Ziyue smashed out the long stick that he had just snatched off his legs. With a click, the bald man sat on the ground and covered his legs and screamed.

"Boy, you're looking for death." The bald man clearly heard the sound of his bones breaking, and big drops of sweat on his forehead slid down, and the expression on his face was twisted in pain.

Zhao Ziyue squinted his eyes and didn't speak. He didn't like to hear other people's threats, which was a very unreliable manifestation. If you are really capable, then come up and stab yourself twice. It's better to go up and slap yourself than ten thousand verbal attacks.

A short man who had been trampled on his feet by the bald man climbed up from the ground, covered his neck with his right hand, and blood from the bloody red oozed out of his fingers. His feet drifted to Zhao Ziyue and said, "Thank you for saving me."

"No need to thank you. I didn't save you. It was because they provoked me." Zhao Ziyue glanced at the man's face and shook his head and said.

"If I am caught by them, I will definitely die. From now on, my life will be yours." The man didn't think so, and he still stubbornly thought that it was Zhao Ziyue who saved him. He said seriously.

"No need. Keep it for yourself. To me, your life is worthless." Zhao Ziyue sneered.

"One day it will be valuable. You might as well take it away first." The man said stubbornly.

Zhao Ziyue thought about it, squinted his eyes and smiled. He said, "I have broken one of his legs, and the other one is left for you."

"Okay." The short man turned around with his stomach covering his stomach, and the blood was dripping, but he felt completely relieved. He picked up a long stick from the ground, walked to the guys who were struggling on the ground, and raised the stick and smashed it hard. The sound of crackling sounds was endless.

Zhao Ziyue looked at him coldly, but he was very satisfied. Such a role should be worthy of training himself. What title should be given to him?

"What's your name?" Zhao Ziyue asked admiringly.

The short man threw away his long stick and walked to Zhao Ziyue, grinning and said, "Wang Feng. They all called me Wang Crazy."

Zhao Ziyue threw him a cigarette. "It's a good name. Find a place to recover from the wounds first. I don't know why you were chased, but I tell you: Don't rush to take revenge. Your life belongs to me now. If I don't want you to die, you don't have the right to die!" Zhao Ziyue's eyes were cold.

The short man covered his neck and smiled, "I know, benefactor."

"Don't call me benefactor. I have a name. Zhao Ziyue. You can call me Brother Zhao."

"Brother Zhao."

"Get out, hide, take care of your wounds, and wait for my call."

"Yes. Brother Zhao."

A short man, Wang Feng, covered his wound and disappeared into the night. He did not ask Zhao Ziyue how he could find him. He only felt that what this man said was unrefutable. Another point was that he felt that this man was the same type of person as him.

Some people say that God can open a golden finger. Anyone who is pointed at by a golden finger is the lucky one among the billions of people.

Zhao Ziyue is not God, but he is the local emperor of the underground world of Xiangshan. He accidentally made a gangster evil hero in the future Chinese gangster. Wang Feng, also known as Wang Madman, became two biting dogs that Zhao Ziyue dominated the gangster dynasty.

Wulongtang Gou Shengren is a lackey, a lackey who can eat people without spitting out bones created by survival of the fittest.

Wang Crazy Man became his mad dog who specializes in biting people.

Zhao Ziyue was like a wild dog, walking in the streets and alleys until dawn, ate a fried dough stick on the street stall next to the road and drank a bowl of soy milk. When he saw the time, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. He took a taxi and came to the campus.

Lingyun left, Zhao Ziyue didn't feel much about this youthful campus. She felt like she was empty. Fortunately, she also had two best friends, Ma Liang and Optimus Prime.

Seeing Zhao Ziyue alone, the two buddies expressed sympathy. Ma Liang had already walked out of the shadow of a broken heart. Several vulgar men were talking and laughing.

For some reason, Xia Sprite, a girl with a baby face, did not come to class. Thinking that she lives in her palace, Zhao Ziyue probably won't have anything to do.

There were two physical education classes in the morning. Zhao Ziyue filled in Tai Chi when choosing her interests and hobbies. So she was assigned to the Tai Chi group and taught with students who signed up for Tai Chi in other departments.

Zhao Ziyue chose this because he was not very interested in other entertainment projects. Football is almost broken, and basketball is boring. If he wants to shoot blue, no one can stop him. He also knows some Tai Chi skills, but practice makes perfect. A thousand people can play a thousand styles of Tai Chi, and see how Tai Chi teachers from Xiangshan University teach apprentices. Perhaps he can also find some inspiration from it.

The person who taught Tai Chi was a middle-aged man with surname Yang. When he introduced himself, he said that his name was Yang Qian. He wore a white Tai Chi suit and his hair was spotlessly combed back. His standard big back head looked like Xu Wenqiang's hairstyle after he became famous in "Shanghai Bund".

"What is Tai Chi? The so-called Tai Chi is to clarify the process of the universe from Wuji to Tai Chi, and even the transformation and creation of all things. Wuji is Tao, which is a more primitive and ultimate state than Tai Chi. "Yi Xici Shang": Yi has Tai Chi, which gives birth to two yin, two yin produces four images, and four yin produces eight trigrams"

When Teacher Yang was talking happily, a man standing in front of him said, "Teacher, we don't understand."

"If you don't have any patience, what kind of Tai Chi you can learn? Just learn Sanda." Yang Qian said angrily. "The basic knowledge is a must-have, otherwise if others ask, you don't even know what Tai Chi is, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

The students below stopped talking and stood in three rows to listen to him continue to talk about things like Tai Chi saying that before the heaven and earth were separated, the vitality was mixed into one, which was Taichu and Taiyi.

The students stood in three horizontal rows, most of them were girls. There were also a few girls who were pretty pretty. Many people regretted coming to learn this boring skill, which made people go crazy. At that time, I thought that after learning, I could fight all over the world like Zhang Sanfeng, but I didn't expect that I was defeated by this teacher named Yang first.

Although Zhao Ziyue was not interested in these principles, he was not as disgusted as other students. He just listened to everyone's discussions and wanted to see if this teacher had a real skill in his book.

Teacher Yang also saw that everyone was not interested, so he said, "I can't walk, so I want to run away? Let's do this. I will choose a student among you to work with me. Who can push me away? I won't explain these principles. I will teach you the real Tai Chi directly. Who is willing to come?"

Teacher Yang swept around and no one came forward to sign up on his own initiative. So he pointed his finger and said, "That classmate with a smile on his face, right? What are you laughing at? Okay, that's all. Come and work with me."

Zhao Ziyue looked left and right, and when he saw everyone's eyes turned to him.

Damn, is it wrong for me to laugh? If you allow others to fart, you won’t allow me to laugh?

Zhao Ziyue vomited blood depressedly, but unexpectedly he was called out as soon as he came up.

Zhao Ziyue knew that the so-called hand-to-hand is Tai Chi pushing hands. When pushing hands, the two arms are tied together, pushing and pulling each other according to a certain procedure, and repeating each other, commonly known as the wheel-to-wheel. During the wheel-to-wheel process, both sides strive to restrain each other, causing them to lose balance, and take advantage of the momentum to distribute the other party. When pushing hands, both sides must keep their arms connected and shake the center of gravity of each other in the operation of sticking to each other.
Chapter completed!