Legends

Gao Guang didn't know what to say, because he didn't believe what John said, or he couldn't imagine it.

"What happened after he knocked down four people?"

"After he came out of the cage fighting circle, oh, it's the cage fighting rules, but there is no real cage. When he came out of the circle, I ran up to him and said you are my idol."

"and after?"

"Later" John said helplessly and extremely disappointed: "I wanted to worship him as a teacher, but he didn't want to talk to me, so I pestered him, and I said how much I admired him, how much I like kung fu, and how I hope he can teach me two hands."

"How did he say?"

"He said that there are many people who want to learn Kung Fu, who are you?"

"Uh, please go ahead."

"On the second day, the Huaxia man participated in another black boxing match, one-on-one, but this time his opponent was a fighting instructor in a green beret, a fighting master called a werewolf. He was really powerful, very powerful. At least I was definitely not the opponent of the werewolf, but the Huaxia man punched the werewolf in the chest for six seconds, and then the werewolf died."

Gao Guang took a deep breath and stared blankly at John who couldn't speak, but John said with fascination: "I stopped him again, there were many people present, and I knelt down at that time, and I said that I would spend all my money, just asking him to teach me Kung Fu. I really, really like Kung Fu!"

"Then what then?"

"He refused." John shook his head with a frustrated face and said, "But he said a few more words to me. He said that this is a kung fu passed down in the family and not passed on to foreigners."

"Uh, what happened next?"

John continued: "Later, I tried to get closer to him. I asked him to tell me what kind of Kung Fu I practiced. Then he felt that I was really sincere, so he was willing to tell me that he practiced Bajiquan, but combined with Baguazhang's footwork, that's it."

A long time ago, Gao Guang lost his confidence in martial arts. He believed that martial arts were for performance, and that they were good-looking. As for the legendary ancient martial arts, they were just legends and only existed in martial arts novels.

But now, an American is telling Gao Guang the magic of Chinese Kung Fu, but Gao Guang doesn't believe it.

How embarrassing is it, how embarrassing it is.

"What about later?"

Sighing heavily, John said with a look of disappointment, "Later he died. Just after I worked hard to get closer to him and saw some hope, he was killed when he left the Green Zone to perform a mission, so the last time I saw his body was his body."

Gao Guang was very hungry, but now he took the hamburger and forgot to eat it, just looked at John stupidly.

John spread his hands and said to Gao Guang: "After that, you are another person I saw who knows kung fu, a Chinese person, so I have a good impression of you."

Gao Guang swallowed, and said with a blank face: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true. Why should I lie to you? Captain Frank is also a witness to this incident."

"What's the name of the Huaxia people you mentioned?"

"Chen Jinjun, his companion told me, and I asked someone to write it down, but later someone told me that it was a fake name."

Sighing full of regret, John looked at Gao Guang expectantly and said, "But you will teach me, right? You owe me your life, buddy, you have to show something."

When he is sick, he seeks medical treatment, but John wants to worship because he has a master.

He took a bite of the burger in a daze, and Gao Guang said in a daze, "If you want to learn, of course I can teach you, but you may be disappointed."

John laughed immediately, and then he said happily: "It's okay, we'll find out after a fight first, well, it's settled like that."

"Huh? Play a game? This"

John didn't give Gao Guang a chance to repent. He hurriedly said: "Let's eat first. After eating, I will take you to buy some necessary supplies. Frank said that you can live in the company, where there is a mattress, but there must be pillows and quilts, as well as toiletries. The company will not provide these, you have to buy them yourself."

"OK."

"And clothes, man, you can't wear this to work, it hurts the image of the company, so at least you have to change your outfit."

"Do you still need to buy clothes? What clothes do I need to buy?"

"Tactical gear, boots, you need a good pair of boots, trust me, you absolutely need a good pair of tactical boots."

John said while eating, and then he said happily: "After purchasing the things you need, I will send you to the company. There is a gym in the company. Where can you do fighting training? We can fight there and let me see your true level."

Gao Guang couldn't take it anymore, he said seriously: "Can you go to the gun shop or shooting range first, I want to shoot."

As a military fan, if the first thing he did when he came to the United States was not to play with guns, then he must not be a real military fan.

Gao Guang is definitely a hardcore die-hard military fan, so he wants to shoot now.

But John didn't think so. He said in a hurry: "What's the hurry to shoot? You have more time to play in the future. We should get down to business first. After you've settled down, I have to go to the bison's funeral. So the plan is to drive to my house after dinner, then go to the Outlets to buy the clothes you need, then go to Wal-Mart to buy the daily necessities you need, and finally I'll send you to the company. After we have a fight, you'll be fine today."

It seems that this fight is inevitable, Gao Guang let out a sigh of relief, and then he started to eat hard.

Looking at Gao Guang, who seemed a little distressed, John said seriously: "I know you Chinese people don't like to teach foreigners real kung fu, but don't forget, I saved you, and you owe me your life."

"I know, you don't have to keep repeating."

John nodded, thought for a while, and said sincerely again: "Of course I won't let you teach me for nothing. If you want to play guns, I can take you to have a good time. You can play with any guns you want. I can also invite you to play. The only requirement is that you have to teach me real kung fu."

Gao Guang sighed, and he said helplessly: "If you still want to learn by then, I swear that I will teach you everything you know. Is this okay?"

John laughed with satisfaction, and then he finally started to focus on eating instead of talking about kung fu with highlights.

But after eating a hamburger, Gao Guang couldn't help but said to John: "Is what you said true? Just that Chen Jinjun, is he really that powerful?"

John shrugged and said, "You can ask Frank, he was a witness, and he also knew the werewolf who was killed."

This matter was beyond Gao Guang's cognition, but seeing John's confident expression, his belief began to waver, and now he wanted to know more details.

But most importantly, Gao Guang once again began to feel confused about his choice.

If, if kung fu is really that good, wouldn't it be a loss for him to practice the routines for so many years?