Chapter 177

Wang Yong's eyes twinkled with cold light, ignoring the threat of the big brother student.

Big brother students also see wrong.

He was so scared that he wriggled in the air, trying to break away from Wang Yong's control.

It's just futile to let him exert himself. In the end, it makes him look like a fish in his hand, struggling before going to the pot.

"There's surveillance here. If you dare to beat me, I'll sue you!" Big brother yelled.

Wang Yong looked at the distance, and sure enough, he saw a camera in the shed, which should have been installed to prevent the loss of students' cars.

Now Wang Yong is just exposed to the camera, every move will be seen by the camera.

Seeing Wang Yong looking at the camera and not talking, the student thought his words played a role.

Proud of a head: "now put me down, and then apologize to me, I can spare you once. Otherwise, you will be the end of the teacher! "

After hearing this, Wang Yong nodded and said, "you're right. I owe you an apology. "

The student was even more proud: "you know what you look like! Remember, my name is Zhao Xiaolong! If you see me later, you'll stay away! "

"You seem to get it wrong. I'm not apologizing because of this, but because... "Wang Yong said, and suddenly gave a smile.

Then he took Zhao Xiaolong to the bottom of the shed.

The roof is welded with steel bars and covered with asbestos tiles. As soon as Wang Yong raised his hand, Zhao Xiaolong was lifted to the height of a few centimeters from the top of the shed.

There is an exposed steel welding joint at that position. Wang Yong gently throws Zhao Xiaolong up.

Hiss, just listen to the sound of clothing penetration, Zhao Xiaolong's back neckline is just penetrated by steel bar, Zhao Xiaolong is hanging on the roof of the shed.

"Sorry, that's why I apologize." Wang Yong clapped his hands and said.

"The trough! You shabby, let me down! " Zhao Xiaolong was so angry that he could not help swearing.

Wang Yong frowned and shook his head: "as a student, your mouth is too dirty. Hello, that classmate, can you block the camera for me? "

Standing on one side of the mind for a long time to respond, no response, just stood silently in the direction of the camera. Eight meters tall, directly blocked the camera.

Wang Yong gave a satisfied "um" and then raised his hand, which was a slap in the face.

Pop!

Zhao Xiaolong, who is still dirty at the exit, is a fool.

This teacher really dares to beat him! Doesn't he want to live?

Pop!

Another slap in the face.

Zhao Xiaolong is more angry. Even if his parents had never hit him, the teacher was more impolite than his parents, and gave him two slaps in the face. Who can bear it! Don't let me down. I'll find someone to deal with you sooner or later!

Pop!

The third slap came again.

Zhao Xiaolong's eyes suddenly turned red.

It really hurts to be beaten. The feeling of not being able to resist is really weak.

At the moment, Zhao Xiaolong wants to cry. If God gives him another chance, he will choose another time.

"Three slaps, two for your parents and one for your head teacher. If you want to sue me, you don't know who I am Wang Yong said to Zhao Xiaolong.

"..." Zhao Xiaolong was speechless and choked.

What he said just now was returned by Wang Yong so soon. This is the real world newspaper.

With that, Wang Yong no longer paid attention to Zhao Xiaolong, but walked towards him.

"Are you all right?" Wang Yonggang just saw with his own eyes that he had suffered at least a dozen times. He was really afraid that the student would be made a mistake.

"Come on, let me see." Wang Yong reached for his shoulder and wanted to turn him around to see the injury on the back of his head.

However, before Wang Yong touched his hand, he noticed that he was worried about his shoulder and even avoided Wang Yong's grasp.

If you look at your feet again, it will naturally present a kind of internal character, with two knees slightly bent inward.

"Yongchun clamp sheep and horses?" Wang Yong exclaimed in surprise.

Then it was toward the shoulder to mind the past, mind a flash of fear on the face.

Because Wang Yong was more than ten times faster than just now, but he was on his shoulder in an instant. As soon as the elbow was raised, the wrist bounced up like the barrel of a gun and grabbed the shoulder.

How can it be so fast?

Even so, I still made a certain reaction. He supported his hands and hit Wang Yong at the elbow node.

If it wasn't for Wang Yong's faster speed, I would mind if Wang Yong's arm had been restrained.

"Crouching Tiger? It's a quick reaction. " Wang Yong praised.

Crouching Tiger hand is a kind of technique of power point in Yongchun boxing. It is the same as the shed, stroke, squeeze and press of Taijiquan, which is the power point of attacking the enemy. If you touch the skin or clothes of the other person, you can know the change of the other person's power point, so that you can make the change ahead of time.

After two attempts, Wang Yong has tried out. This mind is not a big fool who has no power to bind a chicken, but a practitioner who has a solid foundation.

His Yongchun boxing practice is quite authentic, has reached the point that the mind does not move and the body naturally reacts. Just now, Wang Yong just wanted to see his injury, so he passively made a defensive posture.

The Fu Hu that shows next, it is to see skill very much. All of a sudden, I found Wang Yong's power node, but the speed was still too poor for Wang Yong, so I couldn't stop him.

After touching the back of his head, Wang Yong said in amazement: "is there anything wrong? Do you not only know how to chant spring, but also practice horizontal Kung Fu? "

If you mind, you shake your head to show that you haven't practiced any horizontal Kung Fu.

This made Wang Yong even more surprised.

I haven't practiced horizontal Kung Fu. I've been smashed by the steel tube for more than ten times. I can't even afford a bag. Is this guy strong enough?

Look up and down, mind a look, tall and strong body, let mind look like a tower. Don't say, it may be the reason of high physical fitness.

Wang Yong suddenly came to the interest, he said: "come on, you try your best to hit me."

Mind but shake your head and refuse.

"Why?" Wang Yong asked curiously. This student hasn't spoken since the beginning. Is there any problem with his voice?

"My brother won't let me fight." I don't mind, but then I speak.

Wang Yong said with a smile, "it's not a fight, it's a trick. When your master taught you how to chant spring, he often gave you some advice

Mind flashing a daze on his face, said: "I don't have a master, it's all my own blind practice."

"How could it be?" Wang Yong was startled“ You have a solid foundation in Yongchun. You can't do it yourself! "

"Really, my brother gave me a boxing book, and I practiced it better than the painting on it. Sometimes my brother will tell me what's wrong with practice, so I'll figure it out and practice again. " I don't mind explaining.

Wang Yong can't believe that he cares, just like he sees an alien.

Can you practice to this extent by yourself? Is this guy so savvy? Is this guy born to practice martial arts?

"Come on! Punch, do your best! Come on Wang Yong wants to see his real strength more.

Seeing Wang Yong's insistence on demanding, he was actually eager to try. Let's see how high Wang Yong is.

"I'm coming."

Mind to remind Wang Yong, put on Yongchun posture, so big body suddenly launched, rapid forward half step, and then a punch to Wang Yong.

Enter the horse and punch!

This is a simple move in Yongchun, but it is also a very destructive move.

The movement is very simple, pedal, waist rotation, push shoulder, elbow, punch, you can learn at a glance. But it's hard to practice. Those who really practice Yongchun should have at least ten groups of punching fists a day, 100 in each group. Only in this way can the fist be powerful and unstoppable.

If you don't mind punching, you'll be quite powerful. At the moment of boxing, Wang Yong heard a series of slight bursts. It was the sound of the whole body stretching.

When the bones are stretched together, the fist strength can be exerted to the heaviest extent.

Bang!

The fist of mind fiercely bombarded into Wang Yong's palm, and made a loud voice.

But Wang Yong did not move. He didn't even step back except for shaking his body a few times.

Zhao Xiaolong, who is hung on the shed, can't help laughing and forgetting his current situation.

"Yes, you'd better go home and have another two years' milk! Your strength is not much greater than the big girl's holding the embroidery needle. " Zhao Xiaolong said sarcastically.

Mind a flash of anger in his eyes, he glared at Zhao Xiaolong and suddenly walked towards Zhao Xiaolong.

Go to Zhao Xiaolong's side, suddenly it's a horse punch. The same move, the same punch.

With the sound of Duang, the iron tube shelf with thick legs sagged in an instant.

"I... shit!" Zhao Xiaolong was so scared.

The same punch shows a different result.

He rubbed his eyes hard and looked at him suspiciously. Do you still mind? Or the big fool who dare not fight back?

Zhao Xiaolong suddenly felt a little scared. If the teacher didn't meddle in his own business just now and Zhao Xiaolong gave himself such a punch, then he couldn't scrap it on the spot?

Thinking about this, Zhao Xiaolong thanks Wang Yong for saving his life.

"Good! Good Wang Yong's smile.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. This boy was born to practice martial arts. He was born with divine power. If he is allowed to study in the army for a few years and master all kinds of fighting skills, he is a moving humanoid weapon, and one person can sweep the whole field.

That's what the so-called material of being born a soldier is.

"I can't beat you if you're good." Mind if I feel my head and say.

Wang Yong comfortingly patted his shoulder and said, "if you practice for a few years, you will be better than me."

"Is it?" Mind a flash of light in the eyes, but flash away, then dim down“ Forget it, my brother won't allow me to practice martial arts. He's most afraid of me fighting. I don't want to disappoint him. "

"Martial arts training is not necessarily for fighting. Just like you can beat him, haven't you ever started? " Wang Yong pointed to Zhao Xiaolong and said.

If it wasn't for my brother's pressure, I would have beaten him! And his girlfriend is not a good person, abusing kittens. I just saved the kitten, and they're going to hit me. "

It's a good boy to love animals. Wang Yong thought about it, and an idea suddenly appeared in his heart.