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Text Chapter 8: Training (Part 1)

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    Zhao Yang returned home and sat down on the sofa without saying a word. He was obviously still thinking about what happened just now and how to deal with it.

    Two girls, Yu Xue and He Jia, were sitting on the sofa opposite Zhao Yang. Seeing that Zhao Yang was silent, they looked at him curiously.  Although they are good friends with Zhao Lin, they are actually not very familiar with Zhao Lin, their brother.  The main reason is that Zhao Yang is usually a silent person, and he also knows that Zhao Lin, his brother, likes to drink and make random gestures at home when he has nothing to do. He hardly goes out to play, and he has never seen him have any friends.  But starting from today, it seems that we need to get to know each other again.

    Zhao Lin went into the room and changed into a pair of shorts, and a loose short-sleeved shirt with cartoon patterns on the upper body.

    "Come, quench your thirst." Zhao Lin smiled and brought a few cold drinks over, placed them on the coffee table, and handed a cup to Tian Tian.

    He Jia drank a cold drink and looked at Zhao Yang, and finally couldn't help but say: "Brother Zhao, was the martial arts mentioned in the book the way you beat those stinky gangsters just now?"

    "Guoshu." Zhao Yang turned around and looked at the three girls sitting side by side across from him.

    The weather is getting hot now, and the three girls are all wearing cool clothes.  I had never paid attention to these girls before.  As a result, the sight of beautiful white legs made her body even hotter and almost made her nose bleed.

    "That should be it!" Zhao Yang looked away, picked up a cold drink in front of him, and drank it in one breath.  He stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while and come back later."

    After saying that, he walked out directly.

    The two Zhao Yang brothers have been selling barbecue at that intersection for a while, but because they only open the stall two days a week, they are lucky, so they don't know about this group of gangsters.

    Zhao Yang came to the location where they had their stall and asked about the nearby shops.  Sure enough, all the shopkeepers around him knew about these gangsters, and Zhao Yang easily asked about a lair where these gangsters usually gathered.

    After walking two streets, we came to a slightly remote store outside. The sign above said "Entertainment Chess and Card Room", and the location was no longer on the main street.

    Zhao Yang held a one-dollar coin between his fingers and said to himself: "I will use you to train myself."

    Lifting his feet, he pushed open the half-open door and walked in. He glanced casually and saw several tables of people playing mahjong and playing cards inside.

    It¡¯s extremely noisy and smoky in here.  There are young bachelors in their early twenties, and the majority are in their twenties and thirties, and some even hold their children while beating them.  There are old men and women in their forties and fifties. In short, there are young men and women of all ages, old women and old men.  Gambling can be said to involve all walks of life and all kinds of people.  I don¡¯t know how many families¡¯ happy lives are poisoned every day.  The seriousness of the gambling culture is truly staggering and frightening.

    This is the place outside. There is a young man with green bird feathers and a black-faced man playing two slot machines.  With cigarettes in their mouths, they were here to watch the show.  When they saw Zhao Yang coming in, they looked unfamiliar. They thought that another customer came to give them money, so they got up and planned to greet them.

    As a result, another gangster next to him raised his head, and as soon as he saw Zhao Yang's appearance clearly, he pointed at Zhao Yang and shouted: "Brother Bird, Brother Hei, that's the guy."

    The person who pointed at Zhao Yang and shouted was one of the six gangsters who had just clashed with Zhao Yang on the street.  There were six of them before, but Zhao Yang directly put down two of them.  The other four people sent their two companions who were seriously injured to the hospital. They immediately came back in a rage and gathered a large number of brothers, planning to take revenge.  But with his eyes widened, he never expected that Zhao Yang would appear alone at their base camp before they set off.

    "This is the guy who hurt our brother." The bird-haired young man and the black-faced man reacted immediately upon hearing this, and walked towards Zhao Yang with a stern face.

    "Boy, you're the one who touched my brother." The green-haired young man threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

    Zhao Yang greeted him directly: "It's me."

    "You're looking for death." The bird-feathered young man was furious and was about to punch.

    The black-faced man stretched out his hand to grab the bird-feather young man, looked at Zhao Yang, and said coldly: "Brother, are you too harsh?"

    They have heard from the four younger brothers that Zhao Yang must have practiced martial arts and has extraordinary skills, capable of fighting one to six.

    Zhao Yang said coldly: "It's just that the action was too light."

    "You are arrogant. Don't think that after two days of practicing boxing and kicking, you will become arrogant. You must know that no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife. A good man cannot stand in large numbers." The black-faced man has great literary talent.Zhao Yang snorted disdainfully. He came here to fight and hone himself, not to reminisce about old times. He said, "He's just a scum. Tell your boss to get out."

    The black-faced man couldn't bear it any longer. He was not a good man. He had often tortured others when asking for loan sharks.  He waved his big hand, glared at Zhao Yang and said fiercely: "Brothers, go ahead, beat him up and throw him out. Let him know that our Wild Wolf Gang is not someone to be trifled with."

    "Boy, you will know later that our Wild Wolf Gang is not easy to mess with." The bird-haired young man next to him received the approval of the black-faced man, and immediately sneered again and again, and he and the other gangster approached Zhao Yang from left to right.

    "Get out!" Zhao Yang spit out one word, and then kicked out two simple and direct kicks, landing on these two people.

    boom!  The young man with bird feathers was kicked away, hit the wall, and then slid from the wall to the ground.

    Bang, the other gangster was kicked away and hit a mahjong table, knocking the table over.

    The people playing mahjong in a house were suddenly frightened and screamed.

    "You." The black-faced man also took a step back in fright.  Although the four younger brothers had long said how powerful Zhao Yang was, he felt that they were just exaggerating.  Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I understand the horror.

    You must know that those two guys are both big men. Each of them weighs more than 150 kilograms, and Zhao Yang can kick them away with just one kick.  The force of this kick must be so strong, it must have exceeded two to three hundred kilograms.  Such a person is so extraordinary. One against six, it seems that it is not an exaggeration.

    Zhao Yang took a step forward, and the black-faced man was frightened. He picked up a chair next to him and threw it at Zhao Yang's head.

    Zhao Yang looked calmly and did not dodge or dodge. He just reached out and grabbed the chair that the black-faced man smashed with all his strength.

    The black-faced man is also a decisive person. He turned around and wanted to run to the back of the chess and card room.

    "Well, these are not good people. They have done a lot of bad things from the looks of it." Zhao Yang's eyes flashed twice, he took two fierce steps, and with great speed, he grabbed the black-faced man by the collar.  , and lifted him up into the air.

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