"Second brother, we have to go to bed, you are so noisy!" Li Shiya shouted angrily.
Li Er didn't know when he installed a wooden mannequin on the rooftop and started actively playing Wing Chun every day.
‘哐哐哐.’
Wang Gangsheng listened to the sound of Li Er hitting the stakes and shook her head with a smile. She did not stop working on her hands and skillfully made breakfast for the family.
Wang Gangsheng is the earliest in the family. The sound of Li Er playing Wing Chun will not disturb her. However, Wang Gangsheng always feels that Li Er can achieve anything by fighting with a wooden block. The wooden block is dead.
Yes, the enemy will not stand still and let you attack.
"Shiya, it's already seven o'clock. If you don't get up early, you may be late again." Wang Gangsheng reminded Li Shiya that Li Shiya is now at the age where she likes lazy beds, and she is the one who is most angry with Li Er for beating Wing Chun.
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"Sister-in-law, today is Sunday, why should I go to school?" Li Shiya said with a yawn.
Different from Li Shiya's indignation, Li Shan and He Jinyin were squatting on the corner of the rooftop, watching Li Er's stake driver with relish.
"Brother Shan, I think I have figured out Li Sir's boxing skills." He Jinyin said very confidently: "Look, Li Sir's boxing skills are back and forth. They are nothing more than hitting, pushing, pulling, turning, and
sticky."
Li Shan was speechless, he didn't bother to talk to He Jinyin, and looked at Li Er, the stake driver, with unrelaxed eyes.
If you can see through a person's boxing style so easily, then wouldn't that person's inheritance of decades or even hundreds of years become a joke?
Li Shan naturally memorized Li Er's boxing moves, but just because his eyes had learned it, it didn't mean he really understood it. When Li Er went to work and Li Shan was driving the wooden dummy by himself, he realized that he was clumsy.
I can't capture Li Er's feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water.
‘哐哐’
Li Er punched faster and faster.
Li Shan and He Jinyin's eyes widened. Now they didn't dare to say that they could understand Li Er's punches. Li Er's fists were so fast that they were phantoms. Let alone understand them, they could try hard to see Li Er's punches.
The fists are already pretty awesome.
"Boom!"
Li Er withdrew his fists and stopped. Although this guy had mastered a set of Wing Chun skills, he was not entirely happy.
Li Sir was holding back his strength, otherwise he would have knocked the wooden stake away with one punch.
"How's it going? Do you want to show off or not?" Li Er said with a proud smile to Li Shan.
Li Shan and He Jinyin nodded desperately.
"Second brother, how did you become so good at training?" Li Shan couldn't help but ask.
He Jinyin also hurriedly pricked up his ears. This was a unique skill. Li Er might teach it to his brother Li Shan, but he, an outsider, had absolutely no right to listen.
"Listen." Li Er raised a finger seriously: "First, do a hundred push-ups every day."
Li Shan quickly wrote it down.
"Second, do one hundred sit-ups every day."
Li Shan and He Jinyin nodded solemnly.
"Third, one hundred frogs jump every day." Li Er raised his third finger.
"Then what?" Li Shan saw that Li Er hadn't spoken for a long time and quickly asked.
"Then what? I've already said it. If you can do these three things, you are as good as me." Li Er patted Li Shan's shoulder encouragingly and went downstairs.
Li Shan: ""
Naturally, Li Shan would not believe what Li Er said. Since he started practicing martial arts diligently, he has done more than a hundred push-ups a day. Apart from his muscles becoming stronger, there has been no change at all.
He Jinyin took Li Er's words to heart. He was better than Li Er and was the strongest man on earth, so he secretly decided that he would do two hundred push-ups, two hundred sit-ups, and two more every day.
Hundreds of frogs jumping.
"Brother Shan, I feel that we were deceived by that cripple from Zaoda. The iron shirts he sold us are of no use at all." He Jinyin whispered to Li Shan. This was not a glorious thing.
"Don't feel it, we were indeed deceived." Li Shan said and took out more than ten martial arts secret books from his backpack.
These are the only copies of martial arts secrets that Grocery sold to Li Shan and He Jinyin.
In fact, Li Shan felt that something was wrong from the beginning. These so-called unique copies of Zaoda were actually printed versions. Logically speaking, such an important thing should be a manuscript.
It wasn't until Li Shan bought the same version of martial arts secret books from the Mong Kok flea market that he finally understood why the martial arts secret books sold to them by Grocery Store lacked book covers.
It turns out that the name of the publisher is printed on the cover of the book, and most importantly, the price.
The books priced at twenty-five yuan were sold to Li Shan and He Jinyin for two hundred and fifty yuan each, which was a tenfold increase in price.
After He Jinyin confirmed that he had been deceived, his whole face turned green with anger. Being defrauded of money was one thing, but the most important thing was that He Jinyin's blood was poured out.
In order to practice hard to master the so-called iron sand palm, He Jinyin worked very hard to insert iron sand into his palms, and almost caused several of his fingernails to fall off.
"Which one can't bear it, Brother Shan, let's fuck him." He Jinyin said bravely. This guy is a bit bully and afraid of the hard one, so he is very confident when doing the groceries.
Li Shan thought for a moment and sighed.
"Forget it, I don't have much money anyway, so there's no need to worry about it." Li Shan said calmly: "Just think of spending money as a lesson."
Li Shan is too mature to be a hot-blooded young man.
"That won't work. If this gets out, you will be laughed to death." Little Stutterer was hiding and eavesdropping at some point. When he heard Li Shan say that he didn't care, he immediately became anxious.
"Brother Shanshan, you don't have to worry about this. Teach this liar a lesson, lower your status, and leave it to me." Little Stutter confidently patted his chest, which was not plump, and said, "I'll take care of it."
After stammering, Li Shan ran away in a hurry without giving Li Shan a chance to object.
"Ah Yin, your little stutter won't cause any trouble, right?" Li Shan asked worriedly.
"Probably not! It's not like Zaoda is really good at martial arts." He Jinyin said with a crow's mouth: "The little stutter will definitely make him miserable."
"Will it?" Li Shan frowned.
"Bang!"
He Jinyin suddenly punched the wooden dummy, interrupting Li Shan's thoughts.
"Bang bang bang!"
He Jinyin is indeed a guy whose eyes can learn, but his body can't keep up at all. Li Er beat Wing Chun so smoothly that it was pleasing to the eye. When it was He Jinyin's turn, this guy beat Wing Chun like he was chopping wood.
Li Shan was still a little worried that Little Stutter would cause trouble for him, but he didn't know that as soon as Little Stutter came downstairs, Li Er handed Little Stutter a baseball bat in appreciation.
"YES private R!" The little stutter saluted nondescriptly, his voice trembling with excitement.
