Romance of Dragons and Snakes
Chapter 213: Ming Lun Tang
“Oops! I can't believe my reputation has really grown. Even this Nanyang Indonesian practitioner knows the director of the boxing studio in Pushannei. If I listened to Wu Wenhui and made a statement or something overseas to throw sewage on Liao Junhua, then Liao Junhua's words are a little sad. ”
“This girl, however, seems to be Dusty's heart. It fits perfectly well. But you don't recognize me. I remember that time in Korea, Dusty had a couple of girls around, and then they all disappeared, and the ghost died. I wonder how much power Dusty has in the dark? ”
Wang Chao asked casually, but didn't think that he was really declaring far away.
A man is too famous to say for sure it's a very troublesome thing. Especially a man like Wang Chao, who betrayed the organization and killed the general of the US [* * *] affair. It is inconvenient to show up in public places for terrorists who have long been identified as traitors.
Though his martial arts are now divine, he is not a fairy after all and will not fly to earth. Modern society, you can't go anywhere.
“Looks like I'm going to hide my identity and appearance, or else I'm going to have to be careful when I show up in the future, which is too much trouble. ”
The lightning in my heart turned this thought, and I couldn't help but look at Tang Zidu, who was keeping a close eye on God. Tang Zidu also opened his eyes and glanced slightly at him. The message seemed to be: You only know to hide your identity. I have plans.
Wang Chao read Tang Zidu's eyes and stopped talking at the moment. He also sat with his eyes closed to support the gods and was quiet and peaceful.
The girl saw Wang Chao stop talking and remained silent and concentrated on driving.
About an hour later, the car finally stopped. Wang Chao immediately heard a loud voice in his ear.
“Hey, hey, hey! ”
“Hey, hey, hey! ”
This sound, like hundreds of people, gathered to exercise.
Wang Chao had also heard that it was a martial arts school in Lin Yanan, under the mountain.
Sure enough, a car is a big school, on the front of the school door tablet, with “Ming Lun Tang” three big Chinese characters, flashing bright light.
The school's, doorman, walls, flower trees, etc., are fully equipped, tall teaching buildings, yards, lawns, and many young Chinese students with yellow-skinned, dark-haired hair, under the leadership of teachers or instructors, are practicing martial arts routines on the yard in a vigorous manner.
Along the way, Wang Chao was mostly looking at black, thin and small, monkey-like Indonesian Nanyang natives.
Although Indonesia is now well developed, with shops on the streets, commercial buildings and most cities in China alike, the lazy, savage flavors of the black monkey indigenous people are memorable.
Especially the Indonesians in suits and leather shoes walking down the road. Although the clothes are modern, Wang Chao can't shake any way he sees them. A very fitting idiom pops up in his head to “monkey and crown”.
Wang Chao feels that Jakarta, although modern on the surface, leaks barbarity in its bones and has not yet opened the jungle.
When he entered the city, Wang Super felt deep down that the atmosphere was “unsafe and very unsafe”.
It's like a modern civilized man, entering an African cannibal tribe. It's like every black monkey on the street has a bad eye. He's always coming up, killing you, robbing you of your things and eating your flesh.
This smell has been hovering in his heart in the car. But now the car stops, and in front of this "Ming Lun Tang" where all the black hair and yellow-skinned Chinese gather, he has a sense of relaxation.
It's like coming back from a barbarian cannibal tribe to a modern city. Anxiety has disappeared without a trace.
“Dusty, are they here to pick you up? ”
Just get off Tang Zidu first, the girl who was driving pointed at the open school entrance.
The open doors of the school revealed several well-dressed men and women with distinct personalities. Wang Chao Wu Gong practically achieved a great and sacred degree, sensitive to human temperament, ordinary people and unusual people, hostile and non-hostile people, can be judged on the basis of a one-sided feeling.
“Well, you don't have to come down. Take him to the designated place first and introduce him to some of the situations. I met them.” Tang Zidu got out of the car, too, to the girl driving the car. “And put on some makeup and change his face. ”
“Well, Sister Dusty clearly doesn't want my identity to be revealed, and I have a reputation, and I'm sure someone will recognize my face. And Dusty's tone, a little guarded against a few people coming. ”
In a flash, Wang Chao approximated a lot of things from Tang Zidu's tone.
Just as Tang Zidu's voice had fallen, the men and women had greeted him.
Headed by a slightly picked lip, the five officials are very positive, but the eyes are about a man with triangles, about in the early 30s, the wind is bright. And it has a deep temperament.
He was also next to a woman with cloudy hair, high plates and a delicate diamond ring on her fingers. The appearance is superior and the temperament is quite noble, but it has some demonic taste. In Wang Chao's heart, it is styled as a special object.
But to his surprise, this man and woman, all of their muscles and bones, obviously got a long workout, and their skin pores trembled with breath and regularity. Obviously a master practitioner at home.
It's just that he's not surprised. He can be with Tang Zidu, not a brilliant practitioner.
Besides that, Wang was most interested in the man and woman behind him, a man in a tang suit, cloth shoes, aged thirty or forty, with a sharp eye and a beard.
The man seemed loose, but his inner temperament was brisk.
Looking at the face, Wang Chao also knew he was a big boxer.
“Lil, you drive in.” Tang Zidu casually said to the girl who was driving, and the little Li girl stepped on the accelerator and drove the car into the school door.
Wang Chao was still in the car, and naturally took him in. He didn't look at the three people, but he raised his mind, his ear roots moved slightly, and he heard a slight talk.
“Sister Tang, did you go to Singapore this time to talk to the Chen Group about the capital injection? We're all waiting for your message. ”
“Of course it's done.” Tang Zidu has a faint tone.
“Oh! I forgot to introduce, this is Master Li Liangdong of Wing Chun Tang, Shui Shui. This is a boxer recommended by the Indonesian China Chamber of Commerce to be our instructor in Ming Lun Tang. Also, tomorrow, China Merchants will always have a banquet. It is a group of reporters who will entertain the China Central Television International Channel and produce large overseas Chinese documentaries. Our Ming Lun Tang school must attend..."
The car has been driven away, the voice below Wang Chao can not hear, after all, his ear is strong, but there is no "Heaven and Heaven” big law.
“CCTV International Channel? A group of reporters working on a large documentary for overseas Chinese?” The key words moved into my mind.
“Didn't Zhujia go abroad to make this show? ”
“Sister Dusty said she wanted me to tell you about the situation. Looks like you are one of the relatives Dusty nurtured, you can call me Shelly. You can ask me any questions you have.” The cold girl suddenly spoke.
“Oh.” Wang Super smiled on his face: “Who were these people? ”
“They are the heads of this school and Dusty's men, but now... naturally there are minor moves, Dusty told me to nail them all the time. This time Dusty brought you here, I'm sure you have some skills. What Dusty means is, you have to help me, see what these people are doing in the dark. But before you do, you'll have to train me. See what you can do. ”
Shelly's tone seemed to distrust Wang Chao. “What other questions do you have? ”
Wang Chao sounded interesting and understood some things, but he wanted to understand more: “Why is this school called 'Ming Lun Tang'? ”
Shelly looked at Wang Chao like an idiot, but explained in her mouth: “In 1718, the Chinese living in Ryukyu consolidated their position in order to maintain their traditional culture and absolute advantage over indigenous people. The first overseas school, Ming Lun Tang, was opened to disseminate the text and boxing methods centrally. At that time, Professor Ming Lun Tang of Ryukyu taught the Chinese son's boxing technique, which was" Tang Hand ", which was later called" karate ". There was this ancient precedent, and as long as it was an overseas Chinese school, most of it was called Ming Lun Tang. ”
“Ten years ago, in this city, after the Holocaust, Dusty ran this Ming Lun Hall in various parts of Jakarta, Shuishui and Gary Dammam. Chinese language classes, martial arts classes and lectures on weapons and firearms are offered only. Let them not be slaughtered and disobedient, as was the case with the Holocaust a decade ago, if anything happens to them. ”
“Hey, don't mention it. I understand.” Wang Chao sighed and looked like a mirror in his heart.
Most of the reactions of ordinary people to situations of crisis are fear. It's like a robbery by a thug. A bunch of people don't dare move. That was silly.
So under normal circumstances, a robbery of more than a dozen people is not uncommon.
But if you're trained in basic combat, it's different: brave, smart, brave. Tang Zidu opened a school to train all Chinese youth systems, and next time there will be riots, these people will not just be slaughtered and will not resist.
Martial arts is most important to increase human courage, practice courage. Although modern society, riots have guns, people have courage, encounter riots calmly, can organize together, and the chances of survival must increase at least tenfold.
And most importantly, these people borrowed the name of school, systematically trained, gathered together, on the occasion of Jingle, once started, gave weapons, it was an army!
“But the Indonesian political axe is taboo, too. ”
“What about taboos? We're officially running schools. If they deprive us of the right to run a school, can the black monkey bear the pressure of Chinese diplomacy? Now the continent, not ten years ago.” Shelley explained in a cold tone, the car stopped, the two of them got out, entered a dormitory building, and came into a large room.
“Well, these are the basics of common sense. I'm surprised you don't understand anything. How could Dusty let you help me? Now I'm going to teach you to make up and put on a polymeric breathable emulation mask. Fix it and change your face. It's the most basic technique, but I wonder if you have any celebrities. Afraid of exposure. Dusty wants you to wear makeup? ”
As soon as Wang Chao entered the room, he smelled the fragrance unique to the ladies' room, and understood that this was Shelley's room.
The room was refreshing, Shelley said, pulling out a box from the floor of the bed, opening it, filled with cosmetic things, and a skin that looked like a human face.
“A human skin mask?” Wang Chao was surprised.
“What! This is a Polymer Simulation Mask, available on the international espionage black market for $10,000. International spies have a lot of nicknames. They change their faces everywhere! Escape the chase, the makeup of spies, and in a minute, you can turn yourself into another person, which is basic common sense, and you're so white. What good are you if I don't come out? Dusty still cares about you. Now, I'm not going to tell you so much, you sit down, make up, and then I'm going to take you to training and test out what you're good at. If you can't, then don't blame me for telling Dusty yourself you're a piece of shit. ”
Shelly asked Wang Chao to sit down, between words, took a mask, put it on Wang Chao's face, and quickly trimmed it with a series of soft pens, foundations, etc. One minute later, Wang Chao looked at his face, and it turned into a slightly round, very nice look, very different from before, and couldn't find a slight crack.
“Well, come with me. ”
Shelly then took Wang Chao to a secret basement.
(To be continued)