Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 403 Flask Bar
After returning to Wuyi College, Chen Chuan prepared to have a good rest for a few days. He had no plan to live in the house now. After all, it was very convenient to do anything in Wuyi.

Especially Hongfu's sparring, which cannot be found anywhere else, and this kind of service can only be purchased in Wuyi. Once you leave Wuyi, you can no longer enjoy it, unless you are a teacher in the academy.

So he was thinking, if he finishes his studies, should he also get an identity as a college teacher? At the moment, it seems difficult, but there is no rush and he can think about it later.

After temporarily relaxing and having a good sleep, when he woke up the next day, he found that the past memories left to him by his parents in this life had once again emerged in his dreams last night.

He thought back and remembered that he was practicing boxing from his perspective, and the boxing style was very familiar, it was the regular free-hand fighting style that he often used in the past.

But there is another feeling when fighting, soft yet strong, the connection is smooth, and some places that need to burst out are powerful without losing strength. It is obvious that he has practiced to a certain level.

This should be the mother of this life practicing boxing, but judging from the strength of her moves, it seems to be almost the second limit of performance.

These memories don't seem to follow a chronological order, but rather jump around. This one seems to be before I met the woman before. At this time, my mother seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

Normally, for students who graduate from Wuyi College, if they are A-grade students, the upper-middle level is almost this limit, and even those who are recommended are rarely exceptions.

But he had an inexplicable feeling, as if this memory was specially reserved for him, as if it was... teaching him boxing?
Although his own limits have long exceeded this level, it must be said that this set of boxing still inspired him, especially the indomitable and infinite fighting spirit contained in each move, which is very worth recalling.

While experiencing it, he unconsciously forgot everything else and immersed himself in it. When he came to his senses, he found that he had already followed the boxing technique.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think that if he had been injected with these medicines before reading Wu Yi, he might be able to experience these things directly and get started quickly.

He had tried to search for related memory drugs last time, but it seemed that there was no such thing on the market. So this was probably a very rare type, or there were some special conditions, otherwise it would have been flooded in Wuyi College and various government agencies.

As I was thinking this, my view came to a heroic woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a ponytail hanging down to her heels.

When I was practicing boxing just now, this woman was watching from a distance, but I felt it was okay at first. When I got closer, I found that this woman was very tall and I needed to tilt my head back to talk.

Based on the comparison of objects in memory, this woman was at least two meters and two centimeters tall, perhaps even taller, but her body proportions were very good, so there was no sense of abnormality from a distance.

And after getting closer, he could clearly see that the other person had a strong power in his limbs, and the abundant vitality was transmitted undisguisedly.

He thought about it and felt that this person should be the teacher of his mother. It seemed that they had a good relationship between teacher and student.

In his opinion, his mother had already practiced this set of boxing very well, but the teacher seemed unsatisfied and pointed out a few key points on the spot, basically concerning the connection between boxing techniques and some force operation.

Chen Chuan listened and compared it with what he had just practiced, thinking deeply.

From his point of view, these small details are actually dispensable. You can pay attention to them or ignore them. After all, in a real battle, there are only a few moves that can be used. It is enough to practice some of them until the key points.

However, the purpose of these instructions was not to enhance combat effectiveness, but to make the movement of energy more smooth and continuous. He could feel a sense of leaving no "gaps" from them.

The so-called "gap" is actually something that is difficult to describe in words. It means that the fighter can use his strength to make a perfect circulation when attacking, without any loopholes.

In fact, there is no absolute perfection and flawlessness, so this is just one's own explanation and a kind of sincerity to oneself.

This should be a fighting concept, and it requires long-term practice. It may take a very long time to produce results, and it may be of no use in a lifetime.

He realized that this might be a certain fighting style and it was teaching the real thing.

However, these do not involve core skills, so it doesn’t matter if they are spread out. If they are learned, the school itself will be more popular because their own ideas have been spread out.

"Something interesting."

Chen Chuan felt that these were somewhat inspiring to him as well. He vaguely realized that a true fighter, regardless of his strength, seemed to have his own ideas in this regard.

This may be a kind of persistence, or perhaps a necessity to fight against certain existence?
And leaving this aside, this belief may not be useful in the early stages, but when practiced deeply, perhaps it will give rise to unique skills that are consistent with the belief?
This is where the memory ends.

After finishing his recollection, he stood up, washed up, then searched for a certain location on the map and quickly found it.

This was the address that Lu Ke had left with Nian Fuli over the phone. After returning to the college after the holiday, he had no time to go there due to a series of things. Now he can go there and take a look.

He also didn't know how the implant repair was going in Teacher Yu's place, so if there was anything he needed, he believed he was able to help.

After changing into casual clothes, he went downstairs, drove his Jade car out of Wuyi College, and followed the address shown on the boundary certificate. This place is located on the edge of Hongsheng District, near an oil refinery. He drove for more than half an hour to get here, and finally found the "Flask Bar" mentioned in the address on an open street. The sign is very distinctive, a huge glass bottle that keeps dripping wine or oil.

From Jie Ping's perspective, the liquid splashed colorful lights under his feet, like raindrops falling in neon lights on a rainy night, and flowed in a circle on the ground in front of the bar, forming a flame belt.

He walked down from above and stepped over the flame belt. When he pushed open the door, the flame belt behind him also popped up, which was a very nice feeling.

When he got inside, he looked around and saw that the interior decoration seemed to be a mixture of various styles. There were exposed pipes above, wrapped with metal coils, and the surrounding brick walls were covered with colorful graffiti. There were long light strips under his feet, and from time to time, a burst of light flowed and flashed by.

The space here is not small, and it looks like it can accommodate hundreds of people. Even during the day, there are three or five tables of guests sitting here.

He used his ID to check around and found that most of the customers had temporary residence permits or no identification at all. They had many cheap and second-hand implants, but none of them were wanted for a crime. It seemed that the owner of this bar was very powerful and also quite disciplined.

The guests were originally chatting and bragging without restraint, but when they saw him come in, they unconsciously lowered their voices.

Although Chen Chuan had retreated and changed into casual clothes, his size and the rhythm of his walk showed that he was a fighter, and he was extremely intimidating.

He walked directly to the bar. The bartender was a sturdy man in his fifties. His expression was very natural. He asked, "What would you like to drink?"

Chen Chuan didn't drink, but he pushed a note over, ordered a drink, and asked, "I'm looking for Mr. Kangaroo. I have an address left by a friend, saying that I can find him here and ask him to lead the way."

The bartender looked at him, smiled broadly and said, "Are you Mr. Chen?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Yes, it's me."

The bartender laughed, "I knew it was you when I saw you. Brother Lu told me that a handsome guy might come to me recently and asked me to keep an eye out for him. It should be you.

My last name is Zhan, you can just call me Lao Zhan. Please sit down for a while, little brother. I will greet some old customers here and take you there later. "

Chen Chuan said hello.

Seeing that he didn't touch the wine on the bar, Lao Zhan calmly replaced it with a hot drink for him. Then he went to the tables of guests, greeted them, found a smart young man to take over, and finally took a hat and put it on, saying, "Let's go." He then asked, "Brother, did you drive here by yourself?"

Chen Chuan nodded.

Lao Zhan said, "It's not convenient for you to drive there, why don't you take my car?" Seeing that Chen Chuan didn't object, he said, "Wait for me here for a while." He turned around and walked out. After a while, he saw an old Gardner car coming out, sticking its head out and saying, "Brother Chen, get in the car."

Chen Chuan walked over, opened the door and sat down.

"It's okay for you to park your car here. It's the car of a customer of our Flask Bar. No one dares to steal it nearby." Lao Zhan said as he turned the steering wheel and drove out, saying, "Brother Chen, you didn't go to the downtown area before, did you?"

Chen Chuan knew that he was referring to the real downtown area, not the place where those without ID cards gathered, and said, "I've never been there before."

"I heard from Lu Ke that you two are not only friends, but you also practiced fighting together with Mr. Yu before?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Mr. Zhan and Brother Lu are very familiar with each other?"

Lao Zhan replied, "My bar often relies on the people from Lutong Logistics to take care of the business. There is a security captain inside who is Mr. Yu's disciple. She often brings people here to have a few drinks, and sometimes she also brings Brother Lu here. We are considered acquaintances."

Chen Chuan said: "Mr. Yu did teach me a lot. I can be considered his student."

“Then they are our own people.”

Lao Zhan became more enthusiastic. They chatted while driving along the empty road. After about ten minutes, they arrived at the entrance of a tunnel.

Lao Zhan glanced at the rearview mirror and explained, "From here we can reach the downtown area."

Roadblocks could be seen placed inside and outside the tunnel entrance, and several people were guarding it. Lao Zhan slowed down the car, greeted them, and waited for them to remove the roadblocks. He then accelerated again and drove inside.

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(End of this chapter)