By the time Shen Tao and the others who were ready at the door reacted, Yang Chen had already turned around and headed out of the gate martial arts gym with an umbrella in his hand. He was walking down the steps with a cigarette in his mouth.
Judging from the way Yang Chen raised his hand to press the car key, he was going back.
Shen Tao felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, as if he had punched cotton.
The anger I had just been holding back almost caused me internal injuries.
"Deputy Director, what... does this mean?"
"You're not a coward, are you?"
Next to Shen Tao, a fat boy lowered his voice and said.
"You are the coward!"
Shen Tao was not happy when he heard this. If Yang Chen was a coward, then he was almost beaten to a pig's head by Yang Chen in Qingshan Village. Wouldn't it make him even more of a coward: "Don't talk anymore if you can't speak." !Why are you still standing there, why don't you chase me out!"
"yes!"
Several people from the gate martial arts hall nodded quickly, rushed out aggressively, and quickly rushed forward to block Yang Chen's way.
And at this moment.
At the fence on the second floor of the Main Gate Martial Arts Hall, Lin Yichen, who was holding a cigar in his hand, squeaked in his throat and almost became so angry that he vomited blood because Yang Chen turned around and left. He squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Chen walked out of the door and turned to stare at Xie Zhankui, who was also stunned: "Old Xie, do you people in the martial arts world have such a personality? If you say you are scared, you will be scared. If you say you are angry like a cow, you will not recognize your relatives."
"Young Master Lin, this kid Yang Chen is a weirdo, at least no one I know is like this."
Xie Zhankui said awkwardly.
“Quite a character!”
Lin Yichen actually admired Yang Chen a little, but when he remembered that he had been coaxed and insulted several times, a cold light burst out from his eyes: "These idiots in the gate martial arts hall have no strength and have to show off. I think Yang Chen doesn’t even look down on people like Shen Tao.”
"Shen Tao is no match for him."
Xie Zhankui said solemnly.
"Lao Xie, how sure are you?"
Xie Zhankui had been with Lin Yichen for ten years, so he had to some extent told Lin Yichen, a seemingly dandy young man, about the affairs of the Chinese martial arts world.
Lin Yichen knew.
Xie Zhankui's strength cannot be called a dean in the Chinese martial arts world, but he is still famous.
"I haven't tried it, but... it shouldn't be a problem. After all, the old man has been practicing martial arts longer than he has been breastfeeding."
Xie Zhankui squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Chen who was blocked by the people from the gate martial arts hall, and said.
"Then what are you waiting for? Get out of the way of these rubbish from the Main Gate Martial Arts School."
"I will give him 50,000 yuan in venue usage fees and let him use the biggest arena."
"Today I want to let Yang Chen know what it means that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world. Let this bastard be convinced and willing to treat me. After my disease is cured, this little bastard will be handed over to Lao Xie You handle it."
Lin Yichen said with a smile as if he was watching a show.
"Master, wait a moment, I'll go right away."
Xie Zhankui crossed his fists, turned around and went downstairs.
And at this time.
As soon as Yang Chen unlocked the BMW, he was blocked by seven or eight strong men.
Looking at the wet strong men in front of him, Yang Chen grinned and slowly turned around to look at Shen Tao who was walking out of the door: "Shen Tao, what are you doing? Are you going to forcefully sell me a course or do you want to worship me as your teacher? "
"Mr. Yang is really good at joking."
"I just think that Mr. Yang is so afraid to accept the entry challenge. This is not only a disdain for our martial arts school, but also a disdain for Chinese martial arts. How can you be called a Chinese martial arts practitioner like this!"
Shen Tao raised his hands and cupped his fists, his deep eyes flashing with cold light.
"Director Shen's mouth... usually no one dares to slap you, or no one can slap you. I really want to slap you twice now."
"Explain me, I originally looked down on your martial arts school, and...I didn't say that I was a Chinese martial arts practitioner. You just gave me the title. But when it comes to who has disgraced the face of the Chinese martial arts community, I think Your main martial arts school should be the first to bear the brunt."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
"Boy, you are too brave. You dare to scold our curator and seek death!"
The fat man just now was furious and shouted angrily.
"Hit me if you can, but if you can't beat me, shut up. I've been yelling all day long. If you don't know, you'd think you're from the Speech and Eloquence Association!" Yang Chen twisted his neck and stared at the fat man, and immediately struck. He waved, "Come on, do it if you don't want to accept it, see what you can do!"
"Fuck, then please give me some advice from Mr. Yang!"
The fat man finally couldn't bear it any longer. He roared angrily, took a few steps forward with his fists clenched, and punched hard, heading straight for Yang Chen's face.
This sandbag-sized fist was so powerful that Yang Chen could hear the sound of rain exploding in the air.
"Hey, Lian Jiazi, your boxing skills are sharp and fierce, and you are quite powerful."
Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets and didn't take the incoming fists seriously at all. Instead, he turned to look at Shen Tao curiously: "Old Shen, your main martial arts school seems to be in trouble. If you can't survive in the future, you can consider it. Come work as a security guard at our chicken farm. We are all acquaintances, and the salary is 3,000 yuan a month."
At this moment, Shen Tao was stunned.
Fatty Lei is a famous strongman in the Damen Martial Arts School, especially for his set of Vajra Fists, which are extremely powerful when opened and closed.
Even Shen Tao didn't dare to stand here and block this punch.
But Yang Chen was actually so calm and relaxed, chatting and laughing with himself.
at the same time.
Xie Zhankui, who hurried out, also saw the scene in front of him. He stood at the door with solemn eyes, watching Fatty Lei's punch: "Vajra Fist! The punch is fierce. Although the fire is not enough, it is stronger than the average boxer in the ring. Quite a few.”
Xie Zhankui was not confident that the punch would remain intact.
after all……
Although Xie Zhankui is a master of martial arts in the early days of acquired life, he is also a mortal body and is not an indestructible body.
"Young man named Yang, I want you to vomit blood!"
In an instant, Fatty Lei gathered all his strength and punched him.
After Yang Chen heard this, he turned around and looked at the fist that was less than ten centimeters away from his chest, and the true energy in his body circulated slightly.
"Bang!"
Fatty Lei's punch hit Yang Chen's lower abdomen hard, and he let out a muffled groan.
Everyone stared at Yang Chen, wanting to see his embarrassment.
But Yang Chen slowly raised his head, as if nothing was wrong, bared his teeth and looked at Fatty Lei who was furious: "Fat man, with this little strength, you must have eaten protein powder to maintain your tendons, it's useless. ,Give it back to you!”
Before everyone could come to their senses.
Yang Chen's body suddenly trembled, and Fatty Lei felt a powerful force acting on his fist, straight into his arm, and felt a tearing pain.
"ah……"
Fatty Lei staggered back a few steps, his right arm trembling, and he grimaced in pain.
"Hiss...this is..."
Xie Zhankui, who was standing in the distance, looked at Yang Chen's actions just now, with a look of shock in his eyes: "Is this a sign of exhaustion?"