Chapter 309: Black eyes

That night, a family of three lived in the military district villa. When they got up the next morning, they found that the little soldier was already making breakfast in the middle of the week.

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I saw a little soldier busy, cooking porridge, steaming buns, deep-fried dough sticks, and mixing cold dishes. I stood outside the kitchen in the middle of the week and watched for a long time. My heart said that this little soldier would be fine. Cooked.

When the little soldier turned his head and saw that he was up in the middle of the week, he suddenly bowed to a military salute and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, the chief, I...I don't know you got up so early. I must make breakfast at this time tomorrow!"

After hearing this in the middle of the week, he laughed and said to the little soldier: "I'm used to getting up early. You don't have to make breakfast according to my schedule, and I may not always be at home."

I glanced at the wall clock on the wall and nodded in midweek: "Did you ask about my parents' schedule last night? I made breakfast at this time, just in time for both of them to wake up."

The little soldier replied: "It's the chief."

Zhou Zhongxin had a good impression of this little soldier, and this little soldier was very careful.

After looking around, I found that this little soldier is quite versatile and can make so many kinds of breakfast. I couldn't help but smile and asked, "You were a cook before you joined the army?"

The little soldier said with a look of embarrassment: "Looking back, I was in the cooking class before."

It's only clear in midweek, no wonder the little soldier cooks so well, nodded, let him continue to do it without worrying about himself, and then wandered into the yard in midweek. The air at five o'clock in the morning was very fresh, and the yard was all green at first glance, which really felt good.

Zhou Zhong took a deep breath, and a set of punches rose up for a while. This set of boxing techniques was recorded in the Nine Heavens Royal Dragon Jue. It is called Yulong Boxing. I have studied this boxing method many times in the middle of the week. I haven't found any way of this boxing method. The punching method is also useless. How can I put it... just like Tai Chi is generally used by the grandparents in the park, maybe it can only strengthen the body, it has no big practical effect.

In the middle of the week, I wondered, how could a set of useless boxing techniques be recorded in such a powerful inheritance technique?

While studying and punching in the middle of the week, a middle-aged man in a military green shirt passed by at the gate of the courtyard. When he passed by the gate, he glanced inward and just saw the punching in the middle of the week. The middle-aged man had already passed by, and suddenly retreated. After a few glances, he shook his head again and again. He couldn't help but point out: "Young man, you have to punch quickly! It's not good to just practice."

Zhou Zhongzheng was immersed in the world of studying boxing, and was suddenly interrupted. He frowned uncomfortably and looked at the middle-aged man at the door.

The middle-aged man still pointed with an arrogant expression: "You have no strength or speed when you punch. You have been defeated by the opponent before you punch. What do you think is the use of this method? It's a bit of Tai Chi posture, and it can only be said to be a fur."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was so confident in the middle of the week, a smile came up at the corner of his mouth. He suddenly thought of having fun and said, "Not necessarily, I think there should be no problem with this punching technique against you."

"Drink! You kid is quite arrogant, which army does your dad belong to?" The middle-aged man unexpectedly uttered a rant at his young age. He glanced at the villa and knew that this place was occupied by cadres above military planes. Which cadre's son thought it was midweek.

In the middle of the week, he put away his posture and replied: "My dad is not in any army."

The middle-aged man asked in confusion: "That's from the headquarters? No, I know the leaders of the headquarters. I haven't heard of anyone whose son is so young."

Seeing him whispering there in the middle of the week, he suddenly didn't want to pay attention to him, and turned around to have breakfast in the house.

But the middle-aged man didn’t want to let the middle of the week go so, he immediately called the middle of the week and said: "You guy, stop! You said your boxing can deal with me, let's come out and make gestures?"

Zhou Zhong turned around, looked at the middle-aged man and nodded, "Okay, then make a gesture."

After leaving the yard, the two came to a small square on the opposite side. It was still early at this time and there was no one around. The middle-aged man stood with his hand holding his hand, and said solemnly to Zhou Zhong: "Young man, I will show you today. Let’s ask, what is the real boxing technique! Fighting must be powerful, and posture alone is not enough. Today’s national martial arts are so weak, it’s because those people put their energy on the fancy and ignore the meaning of the fist itself! Human boxing is called boxing!"

Zhou Zhong nodded secretly, although this guy was a bit arrogant and annoying, but he was still talking. And although he is arrogant, but now he wants to start, he did not despise himself, still put on a serious posture.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Zhou Zhong said arrogantly, he did this deliberately, just to anger this guy.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man was so angry at Zhou Zhong that he quickly punched towards the middle of Zhou.

In the middle of the week, I didn't use true energy, so I used this set of Dragon Fist to meet the enemy, and usually fight with those who cultivated. This set of boxing really didn't work at all. Now that it's hard to find a hands-on practicer, I can't easily let him go in midweek.

Seeing the middle-aged man’s huge fist coming over, the middle-aged man’s fist was changed, passing by the side of the middle-aged man’s fist, and the air seemed to become sticky for a while, and the middle-aged man’s fist actually deviated from the direction of Zhou’s fist. Centimeters.

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhou Zhong's eyes, and his fists hit the middle-aged man's face directly.

Bang!

The middle-aged man was hit with black eyes for a while, covering his eyes and taking two steps backwards, looking at Zhou Zhong incredulously and shouting: "How is it possible! How did you do it just now?"

Zhou Zhong himself doesn't know what's going on. He has studied this Yulong Fist for a long time, but he has never had this phenomenon before. Is it possible that this kind of adhesive suction can only be produced when fighting with people?

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed. His kung fu is also one of the best in the military area. Today, he was beaten by a young man and rushed up again with a grunt.

"Boy, don't be proud of you!"

Seeing the punch from the middle-aged man, he took a small step back in mid-week, and then he punched it again.

This time the middle-aged man seemed to be prepared, his fists clenched, and his heart said that if he encounters that strange suction again, he must break free.

However, when the two people's fists crossed again, the sticky feeling came out again. The middle-aged man devoted all his energy to the sticky feeling of breaking free, and didn't even notice the fist in the middle of the week.

Bang!

Again, this time it hit another eye socket of the middle-aged man.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man was so angry that he was hit with both punches.

"Come again!" said the middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

Zhou Zhong smiled and shook his head and said, "No, unless you have a third eye."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

The middle-aged popular jump kick was beaten twice in vain. This is the same as gambling. You win both bets, and then take the money to pat your **** and leave. You don't give the loser a chance to make a profit. You say it is irritating and not irritating.

At this moment, someone passed by, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he was startled and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Lao Zhao, what's wrong with your eyes, have you gone as a national treasure?"

Old Zhao was inexplicable, took out his mobile phone and used the selfie function to take a look, and he became even more angry. He saw Wu Qing with both eyes hit. This... How did he get to work in the team!