Chapter 328: Halfway through, Cheng Chengjin

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Maga is a melting pot of modern martial arts. Most of the tricks come from the modern fighting skills of various schools, and they have been standardized, simplified, and practically organized.
Many of these skills come from wrestling and capture. Although Gao Xianda is not good at wrestling, he is proficient in military maga and has a very unique vision.
He knew at the first sight that the man's movements had no skill at all, but he used a brute force to hold up the shop's second child, purely to show off. And his subsequent act of throwing the second boy out of the shop was both dangerous and useless.
If you drop an ordinary person like Xiaodian, it will inevitably hurt your life. If you are a master with flexible skills, as long as you have a receiver, everything will be gone and there will be no effect.
So Gao Xianda was a little disdainful about this big man's technology, and gave a grin. But in his heart, he was a little bit annoyed that Xiaoer Dian was pouring water in the wine. He felt that he should also learn some lessons, so he didn't express anything else.
Wei Xiaobao didn't drink alcohol, so I don't know the reason. When he saw a few bullies bullying people, he felt uneasy. When he saw Gao Xianda grinning, he disappeared, and said to Gao Xianda: "What are you laughing, is it fun to bully people?"
Gao Xianda said: "It's not interesting to bully people. I just laugh at these people who can't learn at home."
Wei Xiaobao said: "Then you have beaten them?"
Gao Xianda said: "What's so good about fighting with this kind of bully, and I have a knife..."
Wei Xiaobao said: "If you don't need a knife, if you beat them seven times, you must lose."
Gao Xianda said: "As you say, it is better to bundle my hands and feet. Then I can't beat you, Master Wei."
Wei Xiaobao didn't care about Gao Xianda's irony, but just said: "It turns out that your kung fu is all bragging. Jing said that when other people's kung fu is not at home, they dare not try to compete."
However, Gao Xianda was not affected by him, and said quietly: "You can say whatever you like. I don't plan to do it anyway."
Wei Xiaobao listened to Gao Xianda's tone and knew that these people were not Gao Xianda's opponents, and he had a heart in mind. Suddenly shouted: "Hey, big men, my friend said, he can win seven of you alone."
Gao Xianda seemed to be well prepared. When he heard Wei Xiaobao's speech, he immediately picked up two dishes in his left hand and picked up a jug and glass in his right hand. He went straight to another table next to him and sat down.
Gao Xianda's agility is high and his movements are fast. That table is far away from Wei Xiaobao. It seems that he was originally sitting on another table, and he didn't know Wei Xiaobao at all.
After Wei Xiaobao finished speaking, he would be ashamed when he turned around. The heart said: What about people?
The seven big men also listened to Wei Xiaobao's words, and it seemed to Wei Xiaobao that when he saw him alone, he said angrily: "Little baby, what are you talking about? Where is your friend who can fight?"
Wei Xiaobao looked at Gao Xianda awkwardly. Gao Xianda drank himself and drank a mouthful of dishes, watching everyone collectively looking at himself, choked on the wine embarrassedly, and quickly waved his hand, "Look what I am doing? I don't know him!"
Gao Xianda sat far away from Wei Xiaobao, and those wrestlers glanced at the distance, and turned out to believe it. One of the first wrestlers came over in stride and reached out and grabbed Wei Xiaobao.
Although Wei Xiaobao was not capable of martial arts, he was clever and quickly ran behind Gao Xianda.
Gao Xianda deliberately adjusted Wei Xiaobao, and he pretended not to help. He whispered in his mouth, "You are a troublemaker, you have the ability to take it yourself!"
But Gao Xianda didn't really sit by and ignore. He is also secretly alert. Although he is still drinking and eating, his left hand is always touching the scabbard, ready to pull out the knife at any time.
Seeing the wrestler approaching Gao Xianda again, Wei Xiaobao was afraid in his heart and said: "Brother Mao, I was wrong. I will listen to you in the future!"
"It's still ridiculous." Gao Xianda knew that he was in charge of protecting Wei Xiaobao, and he couldn't really hurt him, so he prepared to give the wrestler a great look.
At this time, a shout came from the side: "Leave people under your hands!"
Gao Xianda looked down at the sound and turned out to be the one who had just sat by the wall.
The man was wearing a hat, wearing a coarse cloth, and next to him was a pole and two baskets of vegetables, as if dressed as a farmer.
He only ordered a vegetarian dish, a pot of crushed tea, and ate cakes brought by him with free pickles in the shop. It didn't look rich.
Poor people are short, and horses are thin and long. Such people are generally not too flamboyant and can't be found in the crowd. So his cat was in the corner, and Gao Xianda did not notice him.
But Gao Xianda wanted to come now, but thought he was careless. He would enter this restaurant, at that time it was entirely because the specifications of this restaurant were the most luxurious in the neighborhood, and Gao Xianda wanted to taste local cuisine.
He has a large piece of silver on him. The two eunuchs and the seven wrestlers are also people around the nobles, and their incomes are naturally high.
But how can a poorly dressed person come to eat such a pickle in such a luxurious restaurant? And the only profitable shop, Xiao Er, did not take him away, which was a problem in itself.
Gao Xianda looked at the man carefully.
At this time, he had already picked off the hat on his head and put it aside, revealing his true colors.
He is a young man of 16 or 7 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and dark and bright skin, but he is also healthy. Although it brings a rustic look to the rural people, it does not make people feel cheap. Especially his eyes, with a sting of contempt for the whole world, makes people feel like he does not belong to this world at all.
"This guy will not be a contractor." Gao Xianda groaned. He is unfamiliar with the plot of "Lu Ding Ji" and wonders if such a person would have inserted a stick.
So he didn't make trouble at all, quietly watching how this person performed.
"Who are you?" a wrestler asked.
"Yongchun, Meng Yan." He flicked his robe with his right hand, his legs slightly bent, and a T-step was posed. He raised his left hand to his chest, and said to him lightly at the back of his hand.
But his show was shown to the blind.
Gao Xianda had heard of the name of Wing Chun, but this was a martial art that was only circulated in the late Qing Dynasty. Those wrestlers had never heard of it before. And the identity of his contractor has already been confirmed.
"What did he say?" one of the wrestlers asked the man next to him.
"I don't know, it seems to be the name of a lady." Another responded.
The headed wrestler was awkward when he saw the scene and said, "Hey, are you the friend that this little doll said can beat?"
"May be." Meng Yan arched his hand to Gao Xianda and said, "The reputation of the heroes of the eighteen Mao Mao and the little white dragon Wei Xiaobao under the gate of the five tigers in the north of Taizhou in Jiangbei has been heard for a long time.
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