Tai Chi is unlocked naturally.
Fang Cheng is a little surprising, but not too surprising.
Because through discussions with Push Hands of Ma Donghe, I have truly understood some of the secrets of Tai Chi.
Its Principles of Boxing is actually similar to Jiu-Jitsu, both of which focus on leveraging strength and introducing failure.
Nothing more.
One pursues advantages and avoids disadvantages, turns detours into straight lines, and moves a thousand pounds in four ounces.
A person who sacrifices his own body and fights with small things for big things will live and die in just an instant.
"After all, all dharma cannot be separated from its origin..."
Fang Cheng seems to have some enlightenment in his heart.
Perhaps in the future, I can integrate all the Combat Skill I have learned into one and reach the true Grandmaster realm of martial arts.
Wu Datong, who was standing aside, silently observed Fang Cheng who was in deep thought.
She seemed to feel the change in his momentum, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be touched by it. There was an unexplainable expectation in his eyes.
"A Cheng, will you come here again for training tomorrow?"
Wu Datong couldn't help but ask.
Fang Cheng gathered his thoughts and answered:
"Let's talk in a few days. I will participate in Graduate Student Entrance Exam tomorrow and the next two days."
Wu Datong nodded when he heard this and then left:
"Then I'll go back and check the store now."
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed:
"Oh, in order to teach you kung fu, I don't have to pay for the tuition, and it also delays my own business."
Fang Cheng smiled slightly and drew a pie for him:
"Uncle Wu, when I have money in the future, I will definitely go to your store and buy a hundred hardcover genuine discs."
"Hehe."
Wu Datong couldn't help but smile, dragging his slightly lame left leg, and walked away slowly.
Fang Cheng watched his back fading away.
After retracting his gaze, he looked at Ma Donghe who was still here, thought about it, and said:
"Ma Ge, I have something to ask you."
"Don't call me brother, it makes me look mature."
Ma Donghe didn't ask what was going on, but instead cared about the title:
"I'm actually about the same age as you, just call me A He or Xiao He."
Fang Cheng took a look at his unkempt beard and found it a bit hard to explain.
After thinking about it, he finally said, "Then let's call you Donghe."
"That's right. Why do you look so raw?"
Ma Donghe grinned.
Fang Cheng then told something that he had been thinking about for several days.
"Practice venue for Gun Technique?"
Hearing Fang Cheng's words, Ma Donghe was slightly surprised.
Then he touched the stubble on his chin and pondered for a moment:
"There is a place, but you need to go there first to say hello and make preparations."
"How about I take you there after you finish the exam?"
Fang Cheng heard this and felt free to do anything, and immediately thanked him for helping to solve the problem.
In a modern society, do we need to say more about the significance of Firearms to ordinary people?
When there is a huge gap in strength between the enemy and ourselves or when we are at a numerical disadvantage, firepower is the best solution to make up for the gap.
As the saying goes, a gun is fast from seven steps away, and a gun is accurate and fast within seven steps.
Although there are a lot of guns on Eastern Capital Underworld, the Xia Country law explicitly prohibits private possession of guns, and offenders can be sentenced to up to seven years Fixed-Term Imprisonment.
It is not easy to find a Training Ground that is not monitored and safe.
Of course, going to the regular Shooting Range to practice shooting is also an option.
It's just that the practice method of using blank ammunition has very limited simulation effect on actual combat, and it may also affect the normal progress of skill unlocking.
What's more, it is impossible to purchase bullets for actual combat without suitable channels.
Fang Cheng originally planned to ask his uncle for help.
After thinking about it, it was better for him to have less to do with such illegal things.
And Ma Donghe himself is a member of Organized Crime, so he must be familiar with this kind of thing.
After some testing, it was as expected.
Fang Cheng has this consideration.
Mainly because after the weird Postcard appeared, he always had a strange feeling of being secretly observed.
Learning Gun Technique can not only further enhance self-defense capabilities, but also hopefully trigger new skills.
After saying goodbye to Ma Donghe.
Fang Cheng got on the bus and was going to the supermarket to buy some food.
When I went to the hospital last time, I confessed to my mother that I was working part-time while doing Graduate Entrance Examination.
So she was going to rush home today, saying she wanted to take good care of her son and ensure that the exam went smoothly.
Fang Cheng couldn't refuse, so I specifically turned off all Sparring Partner classes to recharge my batteries and wait for the exam tomorrow.
Opening the car window, the wind blew the broken hair on my forehead.
The scattered billboards and passers-by on the sidewalk kept passing by.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a skinny girl.
"It's Wen Xin."
Fang Cheng stared hard and looked carefully.
I saw her standing in front of a clothing store, staring at the brightly lit display window for a long time.
There is a pair of pink round-toe shoes with floral straps in the window.
Buses passed by each other quickly, and the line of sight was blocked.
Fang Cheng's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and his heart moved slightly.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Then he took out the colorful Lucky Card from his pocket.
The card was turned over, and there was a line written on the back:
"January 1st, 1983."
Click.
Insert the key into the door lock and turn it gently.
After opening the door, Li Biyun stood at the entrance carrying several heavy bags and shouted inside.
"Cheng Cheng, Mom is back."
When I bent down to change my shoes, I smelled the smell of oil smoke and couldn't help but frown.
"How many times has Mom told you, don't always cover your head while studying at home, and remember to open the window for ventilation."
"When you are tired from studying, you can go out to relax, for example, go hiking with a female classmate, which is good for your health..."
She put on her slippers familiarly, walked to Living Room, and kept mumbling.
When his eyes fell on several steaming dishes on the table, he couldn't help but be startled.
Then he turned to look at his son standing next to Gas Stove, holding a spatula in his hand, his eyes filled with love and reproach.
"How did my Graduate Student son become a great chef?"
Fang Cheng chuckled, quickly stepped forward and took the bag in her hand.
Li Biyun brought back large and small bags of things, including fruits, cakes and other gifts given by relatives and friends when they visited the hospital.
No one would eat it in the hospital, so I took some home and disposed of it.
"This bag will be given to you Auntie He later, and this bag will be given to you Uncle Chen..."
Li Biyun After distributing the gifts, I seemed to think of something.
He took out a wishing charm made of yellow paper from his pocket and handed it to Fang Cheng.
"This is the Golden List Inscription Talisman I went to Lone Peak Temple to ask for yesterday. I hid it in my pocket. I wish you good luck and will pass every exam!"
Fang Cheng said nothing and took the charm obediently.
Then he asked, "Mom, are you going back to the hospital tonight?"
"What's wrong?"
Li Biyun looked at him in surprise.
"When you are here, I will be very nervous and under great pressure. I am afraid that I will not perform well in the examination room..."
Hearing what his son said, Li Biyun Liu's eyebrows couldn't help but frown slightly.
After thinking about it for a while, I still chose to follow my son's wishes.
"Then I will personally take you to the examination room tomorrow and then return to the hospital."
She didn't think much about it, and there were indeed a lot of things to take care of at the hospital.
Fang Cheng feels a little relieved.
Then he took Li Biyun's hand, sat down at the table, and tasted his craftsmanship.
The small family was suddenly filled with joy and laughter.
After lunch.
Li Biyun was washing the dishes in the kitchen, Fang Cheng walked to the bedroom and hid Pistol and Butterfly Knife.
The reason why he persuaded his mother to return to the hospital as soon as possible was just for safety reasons.
Before you figure out the purpose of the guy who sent Postcard, you'd better act with caution.
However.
Fang Cheng clenched his fists slightly, feeling confident in his heart.
No one can easily take away their own happiness!