Li Hao asked breathlessly behind Zhouyi. With the movie Ip Man, Li Hao, a martial blind man, also knew Wing Chun.
"Don’t call me brother, didn’t I tell you that I’m not your brother? If you want a brother, go to your mother and ask him why he didn’t give you a brother and gave birth to you. "
Zhouyi wiped his forehead sweat and said that he didn’t even take a look at Li Hao.
Of course, there is a reason why Zhouyi doesn’t want to take a reason for this, because he and Ruyan Liu are seemingly safe, but in fact it is impossible to really become a family. After all, their interests are different.
"Elder brother, let’s call each other brothers. It’s the two of us. What doesn’t matter with my mother? I know I’ve humiliated you every time. Mao Heping, the little one, wants to blackmail me again. I don’t want you to do it myself. Of course, I used to be an elder brother. You have to teach me kung fu."
Li Hao was anxious when he saw that Zhouyi had been ignoring himself. This young man is also a realistic master. How can he deny his brother like this?
"Then who was the beggar on the balcony earlier?"
Zhou Yi asked slowly to continue to practice’ left and right broken hands’ with wooden stakes.
"Brother, I didn’t realize that it was you. I was woken up late last night playing games. You know, it was brother who practiced martial arts. How dare I fart?"
Li Hao was a little embarrassed, but this little guy laughed at Zhouyi as soon as he got acquainted. He didn’t think about how his mother felt when she saw him like this.
"What are you doing a calf looking for me? No, I don’t have time to chat with you? Didn’t you sleep well? Go to bed quickly and don’t say anything that makes people feel headache and egg pain here. "
Zhouyi criticised a then Li Hao this son of a bitch ass gently kicked.
"Elder brother, please be kind enough to teach me a few tricks. When I was a child, when you beat Mao Heping, the thief was handsome. That young man, Class 5, Grade 1, can show off in an ostentatious manner, but your hands are as docile as a sheep. If I were as good as you, it would be cool."
Li Hao saw that Zhouyi kicked himself and knew that Zhouyi had not rejected himself thousands of miles away, so he had to push his luck and continue to kiss up to Brother Ya.
"The second time you were blackmailed, wasn’t it because your class was too ostentatious and dug in the corner?"
Zhouyi grumpily asked, "You little rabbit, do you want to learn to fight or pick up girls?" I’m too lazy to teach you this son of a bitch to go out and harm people. "
"Elder brother I this is not the self-defense? You know that little Mao Heping doesn’t dare to retaliate against you, but he dares to retaliate against me. Besides, the class flower in our class is a watery cabbage, and I don’t want that pig Mao Heping to be arched. "
Li Hao afraid of Zhouyi don’t promise hurriedly positive color way
"Now you eat this bitter? When I was only twelve or thirteen years old, I knew that I was chasing girls, and my body was not fully developed. Be careful to be hanged and beaten by your mother. "
Zhouyi sneered that he didn’t believe Li Hao’s perseverance in practicing martial arts when he started to play around. You know, real masters are made of dental laboratories. How many trees did Master Zhou Chi knock down before he learned a good job?
"Elder brother, I’m thirteen years old, and I’m not young. There are several calves in our class who are younger than me. They took horses with them when they were in the first year of school. It’s especially hard to get back at me. I’m under pressure, and of course I can suffer."
Li Hao vowed that he just didn’t clap his chest and swear.
"Well, I’ll teach you a Gong Zhuang first. If you can hold on for half a month, I’ll teach you not to." Zhou Yi wanted to think and said that the little guy always had to learn some martial arts, but he didn’t have to go out to France. Besides, Li Hao, the son of a bitch, might not be able to hold on for half a month.
"Brother, why don’t you teach me Wing Chun? In my movie, Ip Man Wing Chun was so cool when he beat up foreigners."
Li Hao saw that Zhouyi promised to stick it immediately.
"Without a solid foundation, where can I get an inch of strength?" Zhou Yi asked a question and then showed Li Hao a "three-way" in Xingyiquan, saying "pile first!"
"Brother, it seems that this is not Wing Chun’s’ two-word pliers for sheep and horses’. This is not the pile when Zhendan plays Ip Man in my film."
Li Hao saw Zhouyi’s "three poses" for a long time and then asked.
"This is a Xingyiquan three-body pile, which is more perfect and practical than the’ two-character pliers sheep and horses’. Do you want to learn posture or real kung fu?"
Zhouyi scolded, "You little rabbit, since you call me brother, since you want to learn from me, you have to listen to me. Whether it’s shadow martial arts or martial arts is two different things."
After Li Hao was scolded by Zhouyi, he posed according to Zhouyi, but he became loose as soon as he got there.
"You, what kind of pile are you? It’s just a four-pose. It’s the foundation of Xingyiquan. When you pile, you should shoulder and hip together. Shoulder and elbow should be destroyed. Hand and waist should be destroyed. Hip and hip should be destroyed. Knee and knee should be destroyed."
Zhou Yi said that he helped Li Hao correct his posture mistakes. For a minute, Li Hao’s three-pose was finally decent.
"Take half an hour to understand what I’m saying."
