193. The Jianghu of the Little People

asked her to take good care of the eastern mainland. Yangyang is now most worried about Qingchen's return, only to find that the people she once knew are gone.outside the Jianmen pass, three floating..."Why are you here so early today" Huang Zixian wondered. "it's only 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and it's all fledgling and featherweight events."

Qingchen walked to the gym, while Huang Zixian sat back in a wheelchair and asked his assistant to push him along with the teenager.

in the corridor, Qingchen lowered his cap and said, "I'll take a look."

at this time, Huang Zixian said, "actually, you want to watch and learn skills, don't you"

"Why do you say that" Qingchen asked calmly.

"I can feel it," Huang Zixian said in a wheelchair. "although I was beaten so badly by you, your skill is not as good as mine."

with that, he looked up at Qingchen's face and saw that the teenager was not unhappy, and then continued: "I have always been famous for the flow of skills in the ring for so long, so I only need one punch to feel the skill of my opponent. For example, when I punch, your evasion trajectory and defensive posture depend on subconscious reactions. When you fight, it is your subconscious that dominates the body, not yourself. "

Qingchen was very interested in this statement, and he said earnestly, "go on."

"in fact, if I hadn't cried inexplicably yesterday, you wouldn't have beaten me," Huang Zixian said sincerely. "I don't think you look like a regular at Haitang Boxing Hall, and you don't seem to have studied me, so you don't know that what I'm good at is strangling. When you fought back yesterday, I seemed to be beaten back, but in fact, I was waiting for a chance. Just give me more than ten seconds, and maybe I can seize your flaw and lock you on the ground. "

Qingchen knew that the other party was telling the truth, and it was precisely because he was aware of the sense of crisis that he thought about what cards he had left.

even after Huang Zixian shed tears, he didn't dare to approach rashly.

it was intuition warning him.

so, that's why he came back here to seriously learn his fighting skills, and he wanted to consolidate his foundation until one day he could beat a master like Huang Zixian without any tricks.

now, Huang Zixian can see his weakness at a glance, indicating that he still has a long way to go.

Huang Zixian looked at Qingchen: "your talent is very strong, because your instincts are strong enough, but without skills, you can't go far."

"well, I came here so early because I wanted to learn skills." Qingchen has no need to hide it at this time.

however, Huang Zixian was stupefied for a moment: "to learn skills, you need to hire a professional coach. Haitang Boxing Hall will not provide you with a coach. They do not have this business."

"I don't want to hire a coach," Qingchen shook his head because he taught each class too slowly.

and all he has to do is watch others fight, then slowly review all the details in his head, and eventually become his own thing.

however, he can't explain his talent to Huang Zixian.

at this time, a staff member of the boxing gym suddenly appeared on the way to the two. He was dressed in a black suit and whispered politely, "Mr. Qing, the boss asked me to ask you if you are going to fight today. If you fight, you can invite your opponent temporarily. If you want to fight, you can also let me know."

Qingchen was stupefied for a moment: "I won't play the game today, I'll just watch."

"then I'll take you to the private room," the clerk said and led the way.

he led Qingchen to the door of a private room. The words 001 hung on the door, and Huang Zixian looked strange.

Huang Zixian looked hesitantly at the staff: "can I come in"

Qingchen feels a little strange. Why do you ask if you can enter isn't it just a private room

but the staff did not reply directly, but looked at Qingchen: "would you like to invite Mr. Huang"

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"invitation," Qingchen has something to ask Huang Zixian, an old quack. When

got the reply from Qingchen, the staff looked at Huang Zixian and said, "Mr. Huang, you can go in and accompany Mr. Qing."

then, after the staff asked them about the drinks and meals they needed, they quietly withdrew from the private room.

Qingchen smells the delicate fragrance in the private room, as if an orchid is in full bloom in the dark night, fragrant, but not greasy.

he looked at Huang Zixian and said, "can you explain that scene for me"

"this is the private room where Boss Jiang watches matches by herself on weekdays, and it's not open to the public," says Huang Zixian. "the whole Haitang Boxing Hall knows about this. She usually spends her time alone in this private room and doesn't let people come near here."

Qingchen thought to himself that it is no wonder that the fragrance here is so fragrant that it is for that lady's exclusive use.

he doesn't know yet that Huang Zixian's heart has become complicated at this time, because the tiger weight boxing champion is a little uncertain about the relationship between the teenager and the famous Haitang boss.

in the hearts of people like Huang Zixian, Jiang Xiaotang has never been a benevolent man and trusting woman.

as a matter of fact, how can a woman who can personally pierce Zhou Mo's intestines twice without changing her face is an ordinary woman

this is the most famous snake and scorpion in the fourth district. Beneath each other's beautiful appearance and enchanting posture, it is chilling and cruel.

at this time, Huang Zixian hesitated and said again, "Zhou Mo, the middleweight champion who refused to compete with you yesterday, boss Jiang personally stabbed him twice, and now he is still lying in the hospital next door." But this is a jianghu rule, and I think Zhou Mo is also psychologically prepared. "

"charismatic rules" Qingchen heard the word again. When Huang Zixian said he wanted to return his life, he also said the rules of rivers and lakes.

he always thought this was a vague concept, but now it seems to be some substantive rules that stick to the rules.

Huang Zixian explained: "in the underground world, we must attach importance to love, righteousness and promise. Zhou Mo was afraid to fight when he received money from Haitang Boxing Hall, and let Boss Jiang lose face. This can be regarded as a violation of the rule of good faith, so he has to cut through the intestines. What's more, you can't betray any club you follow in this underground world, or you will become a lost dog. if anyone takes in traitors, the club can attack together. "

Qingchen nodded, which he understood. The

rule is the advantage given to you by those in power. With this rule, everyone needs to consider when they want to betray the community and break their faith.

however, he was surprised that there were still such rules in the underground world.

at this time, Huang Zixian said: "just like you spare my life, I will return your life, this is also a quack rule." You spare my life, so that I have time to arrange my wife and children, take care of the afterlife, after I have all arranged, then you want me to die, I can not refuse. But if I carry things for you in times of crisis, then if I can get through this, I will earn my life back and I no longer owe you anything. "

Qingchen sighed with some emotion: what a **ing rule of Grade two.

however, I don't know why, he always feels that these people who still talk about the rules of rivers and lakes in their bones make this cold world have some human feelings that belong to rivers and lakes alone.

I'm afraid this is something that the bigwigs can't see.

originally Qingchen didn't understand why Lin Xiaoxiao, Ye Wan and Li Dongze were so loyal to Li Shutong. At this moment, he finally understood.

jianghu.

this is something that makes Qingchen feel at odds with the world of cyberpunk, but it just exists.nating everyone's rhythm with divine foresight.even though he is still weak, he uses the rules almost to the extreme.the teacher once asked him why he had to cut his throat.Qingchen replied: I'm afrai...