Chapter seventy-ninth the heart has its own ambition
...How is it? Join the army, I can directly absorb you into the army through special talents. As long as I become a soldier, everything will be easy. Those who want to attack you will be no problem. In my Zhang Tingjian's territory, no one dares to bully my soldiers!"
Clear the conditions and explain the interests.
Sure enough, this trouble comes first!!
Bai Ze never spoke, but his head was running at high speed, analyzing Zhang Tingjian's words word by word, and instantly understood the old man's purpose.
"People like me are really worried about putting them outside! Now, I'll come and invite me immediately." Although Zhang Tingjian was asked for help from Mogao Grottoes, if he didn't have enough "ability" to attract his attention, the other party wouldn't have expressed his attitude.
This kind of thing is common in ancient and modern times, and it is not only useful for Mogao Grottoes' personal face. If Bai Ze refuses and refutes the other party's "good intention", things will change. Not only will the person who is going to cause trouble for him continue to cause trouble, but Zhang Tingjian will definitely not have any good impression of him.
If you don't do it well, it is possible to add to the wrong side.
However, it is not realistic to have Bai Ze depreciate himself now and cater to others.
He is only in his early 18 years old now, but he has been deeply influenced by his old man since he was a child.
When the mountains and rivers were broken, the old man traversed three provinces and eighteen counties in the Central Plains. Although he later joined the revolution alone and rushed over from the rain of bullets, he was very hardworking and made great contributions. However, after the founding of the country, he naturally retired and was unwilling to rely on his abilities and merits to gain an official position.
To put it bluntly, it is actually the traditional concept of warriors in my heart that is causing trouble.
When the world is in the rise and fall, every man is responsible. Even if he sacrifices his head and sheds his blood, he is willing to do so.
After the world was unified, I was unwilling to bow my waist for the "five dou of rice".
Speaking of these, it is not that Bai Ze pretended to be noble and had any opinions on the government and the country, but that he was instinctively rejecting it, and there was no regard for patriotism or not.
He practices boxing and mind, and no matter what he does, he will not go against his true nature.
He also had to return to Mu Dao Ren immediately, and then practice boxing, focusing all his attention on it, so he had no extra energy to join the army. Moreover, once he joined the army, he would have shackles on his body. The soldiers took obeying orders as their duty, and with his temper, it would be difficult to adapt.
If your mind is separated and your spirit is dispersed, how can you continue to practice boxing and martial arts?
This is really not what he wants.
Bai Ze lowered his head and thought for a while. A shiny light flashed inside his eyes. He didn't intend to hide it at the moment. He was about to speak, but suddenly, a loud noise came from outside, followed by a buzzing sound. The glass shook, and there were a series of hands and feet that seemed like a storm, which kept coming into his ears. There were even more mixed with sounds of roaring and shouting, and the unstoppable screams of several soldiers.
It seems that someone started fighting outside.
When it was important, it was suddenly interrupted. Zhang Tingjian's face suddenly sank, and he snorted heavily from his nose, then stood up and strode towards the outside.
Bai Ze heard it more clearly. He could roughly know what was going on after a little while, but as he became more curious, and when he saw Zhang Tingjian walking out, he immediately followed him out.
The sealed door suddenly opened, and the sound suddenly became more than ten times louder. With a bang, a solid wood sofa chair was kicked up, centered in half, and wood chips flew.
Zhang Tingjian and Bai Ze first and then saw two figures entangled together in the conference room outside.
The fist is howling, and the figures are like mountains.
When I looked closely, it was Mogao Grottoes and Zhou Fangfei.
Mogao Grottoes is nearly two meters tall, and the system is only visible to Bai Ze so far. He has also practiced the iron sand palm skills on his hands to a very high level. He has a horizontal body and steel and iron bones. He has a very visual impact at just one glance. But Zhou Fangfei is obviously not an ordinary person. Not only is he not much smaller than Mogao Grottoes, but his hands and feet are long, and his muscles are as strong as big cats in the mountains.
The attack was also hard and hard horse, and the attack was fierce. Especially between his shoulders and back, his muscles and bones were almost connected together, and his face was black. From top to bottom, his neck was extremely thick, showing a perfect inverted triangle shape, which was obviously a special skill on it.
Such two big men with similar heights, similar weights, half a piece taller than ordinary people, once they fight in this small conference room, the scene is so hot that it can be described as a comet hitting the earth.
Every punch and kick were torn apart the air, and the punch was thumping. Wherever you passed, whether it was the oval long table used for the meeting or the dozens of solid wood ring chairs weighing dozens of kilograms, they would be broken without exception and thrown away everywhere.
Moreover, the two of them took action very quickly. When the fists and palms were intersecting, the sound of bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! bang! bang. As they walked around, they immediately forced the other seven or eight soldiers who came together into the corner, fearing that they would be bored by the two.
However, these people didn't seem to be worried on their faces. They seemed to be used to this situation.
He turned his head suddenly, and with a scream, half of the chair rubbed against the wall behind him, Zhang Tingjian felt that his face was cut by a knife. When he saw the appearance inside the room, it was messy, and he was furious and furious. He stood at the door and shouted: "Mo Tiexing, Zhou Baozi, what else do you two do for me? Stop it. Do you have any organizational discipline?" After hearing this, Zhou Fangfei was the "soldier" under his command after all, Mogao Grottoes has been transferred out now. He heard Zhang Tingjian shouting, and instinctively wanted to stop, but he didn't expect that as soon as his hands and feet slowed down, Mogao Grottoes, which were beaten up, suddenly seized the opportunity.
He raised his hand and waved it, and there was an iron palm below, slapped his mouth.
With a sudden "bang", Zhou Fangfei, who was so big and weighed more than 200 pounds, was beaten back two or three meters away, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Zhou Fangfei's eyes immediately turned red. Although he was a soldier under Zhang Tingjian, he had always been a martial arts instructor in the special forces after joining the army. He was different from ordinary soldiers. His discipline was a little worse. In addition, he was still a warrior in his bones, and there were still quite a conflict with Mogao Grottoes.
At this time, he was beaten not because his skills were inferior to others, but because his opponent's "despicable" plotted against him. For a moment, his face turned red and blood surged upwards. He threw Zhang Tingjian's words behind him. With a scream, he pulled up a shaking of a diamond hammer from the spot. He was now angry and furious, without any scruples. The muscles between his shoulders and backs rose, and the blue veins were lurking. He snorted and exhaled, and his feet were shaking. The entire conference room was shaking.
"Bajiquan!" Bai Ze's eyes shrank suddenly, but he had already recognized Zhou Fangfei's mid-stage boxing skills.
The exhalation method of Bajiquan is unique, and the stomping of feet is also unique, and the stomping of feet is fierce and violent. Zhou Fangfei's stomping skills, the exhalation and stomping of feet have fully interpreted the momentum of this boxing technique.
It is obvious that he has truly obtained the true teachings of Bajiquan. He is not practicing casually.
As soon as his feet were shaken, his qi and blood surged, his strength rose from the ground, and his body was like a broken bow and arrow. Zhou Fangfei took a step to the Mogao Grottoes, and another loud roar, like a tiger roaring on the hill, and fell head-on with a palm.
With all his strength, the air was chopped and roared like a giant axe to open a mountain.
The "Shan-Sliding Palm" in the eight Vajra poses. When you move, your aura skyrockets, shocks your feet, exhale, condenses the strength of your whole body, and pounces forward. Your hand does not fall alone, but snatches in with you. With one move, the mountain-Sliding Axe is like steel, and it hits a momentum.
If your opponent is shocked by your momentum under this move, then you will immediately attack closely, subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger and support the hammer, the tiger step and bear squat and crane step to push, and finally use another move to climb the mountain to explore the horseshoe. Only these eight major poses of Vajra will be used one after another, and most people will not be able to stand and leave.
But Mogao Grottoes are not ordinary people. He and Zhou Fangfei have been crawling together for several years, fighting each other dozens of times, and they all know each other's abilities. Moreover, this Bajiquan is not unique to Zhou Fangfei's family. After leaving the Southwest Military Region, Mogao Grottoes used the resources in their hands to learn this skill. After a few years, the temperature has become quite high.
At that moment, he deliberately turned his nose away, and also used the Bajiquan style to fight. However, Zhou Fangfei used the Vajra Eight Styles, but he started to use the "six major openings" to open the door first, then move, kicked it straight, and a tui secretly. As soon as he leaned on his body, he smashed the elbow, and it was like wind and thunder.
With a bang, the elbows intersected, and the two of them shook their bodies together. They couldn't bear it, and they immediately slashed the blanket on the ground, and two big holes were cracked from it.
"Okay, you big bear. It turns out that you have learned Bajiquan outside. I said you will be provoking as soon as you meet. But how can you compare with me?" A palm was slashed without success. Zhou Fangfei has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has been immersed in the yin Bajiquan for twenty or thirty years. He has long understood this kung fu deeply. At this time, when he saw Mogao Grottoes also used Bajiquan to deal with him, he immediately sneered, and became more angry, his cheeks bulged, and he exhaled again.
Step on one foot and move in with one hand. It is as fast as lightning. Hold your fist, like a tiger's claw, and follow the way of the mountain-slashing palm and hit the head of Mogao Grottoes.
The serious tiger climbed the mountain with three points of hand.
This move came from the hand of Li Shuwen, a sharp gun during the Republic of China. One move, three moves, two punches and one elbow, was the most killer move he used when fighting with people. Every move he made, he could make the skull burst.
Many martial artists from the Republic of China died under this command.
Chapter completed!