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About 10 years ago was the era when martial arts movies such as "Ip Man" and "The Grandmaster" were very popular. Now it is 2016, and Jiang Tianhao is 19 years old. One can imagine how much influence Ip Man and Wing Chun had on him when he was young. The moment Lin Yue raised his hand, he recognized that it was the asking hand of Wing Chun.

Some of the guests also recognized this Wing Chun's signature move, but they didn't take it seriously at all. A child of eighteen or nineteen was kicking the box at the memorial venue of the Jiangbei boxing champion. Isn't this a trick?

It doesn't matter whether he uses Wing Chun, Hongquan, Taijiquan, or Baguazhang or Bajiquan, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that this kind of behavior is called nothing.

Ouyang Jian's expression was a bit ugly, because the boy on the opposite side looked down on him, and he said "get out of the way", directly classifying him as a weak chicken. Although he is indeed the weakest among Jiang Quanling's disciples in the field of martial arts, even Wang Shengnan He can't fight, but he has money, and now he is the uncle who has money, which is why everyone agreed to him to handle the dispute.

"Is this the only thing Jiang's class is capable of? Everyone else went to Master's memorial service and kicked the hall, and they dare not even fart?"

Jiang Tianhao was in the first year of junior high school, and since Lin Yue decided to come to Wushu, if he wanted to make trouble, he would naturally have a full set.

"Big words!"

A man with a square face standing behind Ouyang's fitness winked at the little brother with slightly protruding cheekbones on the right: "Fang Chao, show him some flair, and be careful not to use heavy hands, and he will be disabled."

Wang Shengnan doesn't have much friendship with this junior named Fang Chao, but I have seen his circle of friends before, and I often post some photos of standing in the fighting gym wearing taekwondo training clothes. I think he should be a taekwondo coach, because he usually guides students It is indeed the safest choice to teach Lin Yue a lesson without resorting to heavy hands.

To be honest, she was very disappointed. Although today was Jiang Quanling's funeral, she really hoped that the brothers who could beat him would beat the bastard named Lin into the hospital, not to mention whether he could be beaten, at least in the hospital. During the period of recovery from the injury, people living in Building 14 of the Country Garden Community can live a peaceful life for a few days.

She was ruthless from behind, and the taekwondo coach named Fang Chao walked up to Ouyang Fitness with a cold face: "Brother, step aside."

The richest man in Jiangzhou said: "Be gentle, it's not good if things get big."

Fang Chao nodded to show that he knew, he stood casually, looked at his opponent with contempt, and waved lightly.

As a taekwondo coach, even if the students he recruited were only elementary and middle school students in the city, one hand was enough to deal with young people like Lin Yue who were eighteen or nineteen years old.

Lin Yue was also not humble, and Changqiao used all his strength to slap the opponent's face.

Fang Chao's eyes lit up, and he thought that this is what he was waiting for. He put his left hand on his wrist, and his right hand forward, ready to use his strength and throw over his shoulder.

Knocking people down with this kind of move usually does not cause serious injuries, and it can make the victim lie on the ground for a long time and cannot get up. Formal taekwondo competitions cannot use wrestling, but this is not a regular competition.

He succeeded in the first half, grabbing the opponent's arm and putting it over his shoulder, but when his leg exerted strength, a hard object pressed against the lower back and punched, the strength from the lower body immediately dissipated, and the pain spread.

Lin Yue took the opportunity to stumble, put his hands around his neck and pressed down.

poof.

The taekwondo coach didn't knock down the person he despised, but was knocked down by his opponent.

Jiang Tianhao and his son were taken aback, unable to react for a while.

Lin Yue ignored the guy lying on the ground coughing and clutching his neck, and continued walking.

Ouyang Jian was also confused by this scene, but the lean man standing beside him quickly realized that he was not only Ouyang Jian's junior, but also Ouyang Jian's driver and Ouyang Jian's bodyguard. He once won a provincial Sanda championship medal people.

This kind of person is fine if he doesn't use his hands, and he is very fierce when he makes a move. However, Lin Yue is more fierce than him. The short bridge uses strength, the parry moves, the plowing hand opens the door, the right hand exerts strength, and the attack power of a Wing Chun fist. The strongest Japanese hammer pierced straight into the chest.

puff……

After taking five steps back, the thin man knelt down on the ground, covering his chest with his face flushed with blood. He didn't speak, he couldn't even breathe properly.

Lin Yue succeeded in one move, without looking at him, he continued to walk towards Jiang Quanling's portrait.

"Let's go together."

A faint sentence angered the members of Jiang's class and tore off their fig leaf.

As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.

Before the guests realized the seriousness of the problem, two nearby men in their early forties wearing red exercise uniforms made moves together. The one on the left was given a neck-killing hand by Lin Yue, and the one on the right was kicked to the ground. Knee joint, hugging the calf and wailing endlessly.

He walked forward in front of everyone's eyes, and the disciples of Jiang's class along the way were not all enemies.

You must know that now it is no different than before. There are many people practicing martial arts and fitness, but not many people eat this kind of food, just like Wang Shengnan. Let's do it... It's the same sentence, no matter how good your martial arts are, you will be afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how well you mix, you will be knocked down by a brick.

So among the disciples in the hall, there are only a few who can really fight.

When he got to the back, there was no one to stop him. Wang Shengnan wanted to go up, but was grabbed by Ouyang Jian.

"And During."

Du Ling is the man with a Chinese face, and Jiang Quanling's most proud disciple. He has been in the free fighting circle. This thing is not as influential as MMA and boxing in the world, but there are still many fans in China. .

Lin Yue paused for a moment and said, "Well, you are the most forbidden one."

Du Ling was very depressed, thinking he was going to say something, whoever wanted to hold it in until the end didn't make a good fart.

With just this daze, Lin Yue's whip kicked off in less than a breath.

This is not Wing Chun!

The idea just came to him, and he quickly parried it with his hands.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

The back of his foot lashed his wrist so hard that his entire arm was numb, as heavy as lead.

He didn't control his posture, and hurriedly unloaded his strength, retreating three steps in a row.

This kick was heavy enough and fast enough, but the second kick was even more excessive, because Lin Yue turned the first kick into a power reserve, and his body turned half a circle under the inertia, snap! A foot that was much heavier than the first kick directly hit Du Ling's face, and he was directly slapped on the ground without any movement.

hiss……

The people nearby gasped, those who had been there before and those who hadn't were all dumbfounded.

One person singled out the entire Jiang's class, and bringing down Du Ling's feet made it impossible for people to even have the slightest idea of ​​resistance.

The celebrity in the free fighting world, why did you just get down like this? Not to mention that Jiang Quanling is dead, even if he is alive, even if he is fifty years younger, he may not be able to catch the opponent's three moves.

TMD is as strong as a monster.

This was the only thought of Fang Chao and the others, even the idea of ​​checking Du Ling's injury was frightened back.

"Hey, how many years has it been? This is the most enjoyable fight... Well, warm-up exercise?" Lin Yue ignored the people behind him and walked towards Jiang Quanling's portrait.

warm up?

Just warming up?

Bragging right?

When he said the word "kick the hall" just now, everyone thought he was bragging, and he was a fighter in bragging, the kind of extreme death.

"Son, are you okay? Why are you sweating so much?"

Jiang Tianhao noticed his mother's worried eyes, touched his forehead, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and touched his back, his clothes collapsed.

It wasn't until now that he realized what was happening in the hall.

how could be? how so! What about getting beaten up by the great uncle's disciple? What about embarrassing?

I thought Lu Haotian was paralyzed during the sports meeting just because of his amazing endurance, fighting? It's okay, but when you meet a real Lianjiazi, you must be the one who was hammered. As a result, the reality and expectations are so different that it's unimaginable.

He has watched Du Ling's match, and if he can knock someone out twice, the national champion can't do it, unless he is hit head-on by a heavyweight boxer like Tyson.

Impossible, impossible... This is fake, it must be fake, why is it true that one hits ten?

Jiang Tianhao knew that this was self-deception, and kept repeating these words, because it meant that when he was in the first year of high school, he thought that if there were no school rules, he would beat Lin Yue all over the place. He teamed up with Zhang Yonghui and Dong Jiangxin to block Lin Yue outside the school and beat him up. As long as he is convinced, all problems will be solved. The above two ideas are the most ridiculous and ridiculous in the world. Just look at the scene in front of him. Go too far, the three of them are the result of severed limbs.

"You... don't come here, don't come here, we are a society ruled by law, beating... beating people is against the law."

Lin Dawei was so startled that he spit out his words, and couldn't straighten his tongue.

"It's none of your business, get out of here." Lin Yue didn't bother to talk to him. He never liked men like Lin Dawei and Fang Yuan who wanted to work as cows and horses to support their families and were willing to be trained as dogs. of.

Lin Dawei wanted to leave, but he couldn't move, his legs were so weak, he never thought that hosting a memorial service would have a plot that only happened in movies, kicking people in the hall, and so on, it was like a dream.

Seeing that he was not moving, Lin Yue grabbed the skirt of his shirt and pulled it aside.

Jiang Quanling's wife, Feng Xiangmei, mustered up her courage and shouted, "What are you doing!"

The daughter-in-law hugged her eldest grandson tightly, and stared at Lin Yue with a look of fear.

"It makes me look like a villain." Lin Yue rolled his eyes at them, and said to Jiang Quanling's portrait: "If you can't beat your opponent, go to other people's parents to put pressure on them. Do you think this kind of disciple should be removed? Jiang Quanling, anyway He is also a person who has been in the rivers and lakes for half his life. He should understand the most basic rules of the rivers and lakes that the grievances of the rivers and lakes should not harm parents, wives and children? Didn’t you tell your disciples and grandchildren?”

Lin Yue turned back with his hands behind his back, and looked at Feng Xiangmei: "I've finished what I have to say, whether Jiang Quanling's reputation is up to you."

He fought all the way to the end just to say these few words?

Du Ling had already been carried aside by his seniors, woke up after pinching a few people, and stared blankly at him together with the people who were rubbing their wounds and grinning in pain.

This guy went around such a big circle and made the whole venue jump up and down, just to say a few words that people can't figure out?

As the richest man in Jiangzhou, Ouyang Jian must have thought more than ordinary people, and as the person involved, he understood after a little thought. It is said that Lin Yue made trouble at Qian Shouzhong's birthday banquet because Qian Sanyi messed up his birthday party. The reason why he came to Jiang Quanling's memorial service today to say these words was probably to avenge Wang Shengnan for going to Africa to cause trouble at Lin Qiang and his wife's work unit.

You messed with my elders, and I messed with your elders too, and it was even more exaggerated, and the trouble was even bigger.

This kid is really just like the rumors, and he refuses to suffer at all.

He lost his mind here and gave his ex-girlfriend a chance.

Wang Shengnan never thought that that bastard would take revenge on her in this way.

"You are not as good as pigs and dogs..."

Before she could say the last word, a black shadow that she couldn't avoid slammed into her face, and she heard a scream of "ah", and she fell to the ground, covering her eyes in pain.

Without changing his face, Lin Yue shouted at the group of disciples from Jiang's class wearing red training uniforms: "Who else?!"

Lin Dawei saw his daughter-in-law being beaten, and wanted to help her in distress, but Ouyang Jian moved much faster than him. Seeing this scene, his middle-aged greasy face turned into a donkey's face, and he always felt that the bright red color of the clothes was particularly dazzling .

"Jiang Tianhao?"

Lin Yue took a provocative look at Jiang's father and son. Mr. Jiang, who danced the happiest before, was as wilted as a cucumber beaten by Shuang. The kind with no consequences and no cost.

"Isn't he your great uncle?"

Lin Yue pointed to Jiang Quanling's portrait, left the word "coward" and walked towards the door of the funeral parlor.

No one dared to stop Jiang's class and the guests, and the security guards at the beginning retreated again and again.

"Don't move, don't move anyone, who called the police?"

The one who spoke was the police who came to investigate after receiving the call, and behind them were three media reporters who had heard the news.

...

Chang'an Road Police Station.

There are many people who come to consult and handle business, and several policewomen are patiently explaining the relevant procedures and materials that need to be provided to the citizens.

Tang Yuanming swayed back and forth in the corridor, obviously there was a bench for people to rest, but he was not in the mood to sit on it.

There is such a cousin at the booth, sometimes I really want to scold my mother, just two days ago, I had a scene at the academician's birthday banquet, sent people to the hospital, turned around and went to the funeral of the dead to smash the scene, the key last time was at most It's a good time to make a mouthful, and turn over a dozen in one breath.

Of course, the identity of the deceased was comparable to that of Qian Shouzhong. Jiang Quanling, the Jiangbei boxing champion, was also a well-known number one figure in the celebrity circle.

Others are too picky, but he is fine. What he is playing is a heartbeat. There is a big news every three days. Just now, a reporter from the Jiangzhou Evening News chased him and asked if he was Lin Yue's guardian.

Tired.

Heart is too tired.

click.

At this time, there was a soft sound from the next room, the door opened, and Lin Yue came out, followed by a policeman with thick lips.

"Okay, it's okay, you can take him back."

"Hey, good, good."

Tang Yuanming heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it was all right, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The policeman with thick lips glanced at Lin Yue, with a strange face, coughed and said, "Tell him well when you go back, and don't be so impulsive in doing things in the future. Fortunately, there was no more trouble today. If someone is sent to the hospital, it won't be too late." It's just criticism education and fines."

"Hey, hey, I see, I must, I must."

Tang Yuanming responded politely.

"Let's go." The policeman finished and went back to the house.

Tang Yuanming took Lin Yue outside: "If you say you, can't you calm down and stop causing me trouble?"

Sometimes when I think about it, being a relative with him is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"Who is Jiang Quanling? Jiangbei boxing champion, you dare to provoke him... Sigh!"

"Is it still useful to say this after all the trouble? You should ask me why I can fight so well."

"Others let you."

"Really? You haven't seen the kicking video, have you?"

Tang Yuanming came to the police station when he received a call from the police. How could he find time to search the news on the Internet: "You still feel very honored?"

"It's okay, the important thing is that you can beat them to the ground quickly, and your opponent dare not hold you accountable for injuring them." When he said this, the two of them just walked to the door. There were a few Jiang Quanling's disciples waiting for his companion. Seeing him come out, and hearing such remarks, their faces were not very good-looking, and their eyes were full of hostility, staring at Tang Yuanming, the people's teacher, scalp numb.

"Am I wrong? Let's do it again if you refuse to accept it?"

Lin Yue didn't save any face for them: "When Jiang Quanling held the memorial meeting, he said that his disciples would fight at the funeral to see if the monkey boys were lazy. I would do him a favor and test the quality of these people level."

Fang Chao wished he could tear his mouth apart.

At this moment, Ouyang Jian helped Wang Shengnan to come out from another door. The richest man in Jiangzhou was fine, but his face was exhausted. His ex-girlfriend felt uncomfortable, and his right eye socket was purple and blue, which couldn't be covered by wearing sunglasses The kind, I think I can't take the nearest physical education class.

"If you have time to discuss, I will give you a hand." Leaving this sentence that almost sprinkled salt on the wound, he walked away with his head held high, leaving the people in Jiang's class gnashing their teeth with humiliation on their faces, and Wang Shengnan was keenly aware of this. Several juniors cast disgusted looks at her.

Just like Lin Yue made a big fuss about Qian Shouzhong's birthday banquet, and some people said that Qian Sanyi was to blame for herself, she also meant to be self-confident, the key is that she also pulled all her seniors and even her late mentor Jiang Quanling as her backs.

"What do you see me doing? Where is Jiang Tianhao? Are Jiang Qilong's family not responsible?"

Wang Shengnan was so angry that his teeth were itching. The two grandsons saw that the incident was getting serious, and they didn't dare to come to the police station, so they smeared the soles of their feet.

Du Ling sighed, removed some of the ice packs on his cheeks, said to all the brothers and sisters to go, and took them away.

Wang Shengnan is a mother, because her daughter likes Lin Yue to go to Africa to ask his parents for an explanation, which is a bit unreasonable, but it is understandable, but she still has another identity, the apprentice of the boxing champion, and the son of Lian Jiazi, so it is a bit unreasonable to do so On the table, you can't blame the opponent for coming to smash the field, so let's ask this question... from which angle to look at the score.

On the other side, Tang Yuanming kept looking behind him after getting into the taxi.

Lin Yue said: "Are you wondering why I beat them like that, so why don't they stay in the detention center? That's it... unless they want to make Jiang Quanling's reputation rotten. Although the times are different, the rules of the world are the same. The morality of warriors should be talked about.”