The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

In addition to having a sense of justice, Song Fei is also stubborn and has a fearless spirit of exploration.

Several people died in her own territory. If the murderer was not found, this stain would be stained for the rest of her life. She was arrogant and would never allow this to happen.

Hum, since the detective captain can't interfere, then I will investigate the case as an ordinary person.

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“Little brother’s Tai Chi is very strange!”

Qin Fan had just finished punching when he heard a voice behind him.

Turning around, I saw two people standing on the roadside.

One is an old man with a ruddy complexion and bright eyes.

His silver hair was neatly combed behind his head, and although his figure was slightly thin, he was still tall and tall.

The other man was a strong man, tall and burly, with steady and long breathing. His tiger eyes stared at Qin Fan as if they were targeting prey.

Well, just a little better than ordinary people.

Qin Fan instantly saw through his strength.

"Old man, do you also know Tai Chi?"

"Ha ha!"

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "This should be asked by an old man. There are not many young people who know Tai Chi these days."

"You have nothing to do, just give me a few random shots."

Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Your posture is the same as that of Tai Chi, but the punches you can punch are fierce and domineering, which is contrary to the cultivation of health of Tai Chi. Why is this?" the old man asked curiously.

The strong man beside him said disdainfully: "They must be beating randomly."

"Dingguang, don't talk nonsense."

The old man looked at Qin Fan apologetically, "Don't worry, little brother, my name is Li Fuping, and this is my son Li Dingguang."

"I don't mean anything else, I just think your boxing technique is weird."

Qin Fan felt good about this old man, he was approachable and had no airs, so he explained with a smile: "Thousands of people have thousands of faces, and thousands of people have many understandings. Everyone has a different understanding of the meaning of Tai Chi, and their practice will be different."

"Oh?"

Li Fuping raised his gray eyebrows, "How do you understand, little brother?"

"My understanding is that yin and yang, opposition, growth and decline, unity, transformation."

"Yin is a boxing method that emphasizes driving with stillness, coordinating the whole body, and achieving the state of doing whatever you want."

"Yang is the meaning of the fist. When the body is calm to a certain extent, the effect of the punch will be stronger and stronger. The so-called softness to overcome strength does not refer to the softness of the force of the boxing technique, but the softness of the body!"

Li Fuping pondered for a moment and realized something, but he still couldn't break through the membrane, "My little brother has unique attainments in boxing!"

"It sounds nice, but in reality it's useless. With your small body, I can knock you down with just one punch!"

Li Dingguang said disdainfully.

Damn it, I don’t want to be acquainted with you, so why are you so embarrassed?

Qin Fan was angry and became rude in his words, "Oh, your grandma's kung fu is pretty good, she even has a good mouth."

How could Li Dingguang not hear that he was sarcastic about himself? He immediately said angrily: "Boy, don't just brag. If you have the guts to fight me with a real sword and a real gun!"

"You are no match for me, what's the point?"

Qin Fan said calmly.

Li Dingguang was going crazy and said in a deep voice: "If you don't dare, don't dare. Why are you pretending to be so stupid?"

Li Fuping originally had a good impression of Qin Fan, but after hearing these words, his impression suddenly dropped to the lowest level.

Arrogant and arrogant personality, without any connotation, a typical loser.

"I'm afraid that if I break you, Mr. Li will feel distressed." Qin Fan said calmly.

Li Fuping was even more disappointed. He thought he had encountered a piece of jade, but he didn't know it was just mud.

That’s all, it’s fate to meet you today, so I should educate you on how to behave.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand, "It's okay, you guys can compete."

Qin Fan smiled and said, "Since Mr. Li said so, let's do two tricks."

Li Dingguang sneered, "Boy, your fists and feet have no eyes, so be careful."

Li Fuping frowned when he heard this and advised: "Relax a little bit."

He knew his son's temper, and he would not care if he moved his hands and injured his muscles and bones, but he was afraid of breaking his hands and feet. Wouldn't he be harming the young man?

Li Dingguang turned a deaf ear and twisted his wrist with a fierce look in his eyes, "Here we go!"

He jumped up and used the force of his fall to punch him.

An ordinary person would have to lie down for at least ten and a half days with this punch.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you don't show mercy, don't blame me for being cruel."

Then he stepped back, dodged the fist, and suddenly rotated his elbow out.

Li Dingguang didn't even have a chance to hide, and was hit in the face by a hard elbow. He was immediately dizzy and bleeding from his mouth and nose.

"Unresponsive!"

"The fist is light and has no lethality!"

"I'm restless and in a hurry!"

Qin Fan dealt with Li Dingguang's offensive while pointing out his shortcomings.

The ease with which they looked showed that the two of them were not on the same level at all...

Li Fuping was dumbfounded. Now he finally understood that it was not Qin Fan who was arrogant, but that he had real abilities.

"what!"

Li Dingguang fought anxiously, his fists were messy and messy, no better than a gangster fight.

"The Baji Fist is known as the first punch in the outside world. It's a pity that you can't even use one-tenth of its power!"

"Look clearly, what is Bajiquan!"

Qin Fan's eyes suddenly sharpened, his hands spread out, his force was as strong as a bow, and his fists were as fierce as the wind.

The moves are exactly the same as Li Dingguang's, but their power is completely different.

"Bajiquan, close-to-body explosive blows, three sets in a row!"

"Collapse, shake, attack, rely on, everything will fall into place!"

Following Qin Fan's movements, there was a faint sound of thunder in the air.

Li Fuping was shocked. Even if he didn't understand boxing, he still saw the secret.

This kid is clearly a dragon.

Li Dingguang stood blankly, letting the nosebleed fall from his mouth.

It was so shocking. This was definitely the most powerful Bajiquan he had ever seen. Every move seemed to be able to crack mountains and crack rocks.

After finishing the "Lung Step and Punching Boxing", Qin Fan took back his hand and said without blushing or out of breath: "This is the essence of Bajiquan. It is as powerful as a bamboo and unstoppable. It's like your fighting style that is afraid of hands and feet." , at best it’s called Wang Ba Quan.”

Li Dingguang's face turned red. He was ashamed that his kung fu, which he had practiced for decades, was scolded as worthless.

But he could take it up and put it down, and said with a wry smile: "I apologize for my arrogance and ignorance before, I'm sorry."

Qin Fan smiled lightly and said: "Your Bajiquan has form, but no spirit. If you can understand what I said, it will have form and spirit, and its power will reach a new height!"

Li Dingguang was not a fool. Thinking that Qin Fan had just performed a set of Bajiquan for no apparent reason, he understood that he was teaching him the meaning of the boxing.

"Brother, may I ask your name?"

His tone was a little reserved.

"Qin Fan."

Pfft!

Li Dingguang knelt on his knees and solemnly clasped his fists, "Master Qin, please accept me as your disciple!"

Li Fuping grabbed his beard with his hand and couldn't help shaking a few times. The pain made him suck in air-conditioning.

You little beast, just practice everyday and become an apprentice. Who will take care of the Li family in the future?

"Forehead…"

Qin Fan glanced at Li Fuping and saw that his face was greener than a watermelon. He dared to agree, "You have your own opinions on Bajiquan. If I teach you, it would be superfluous. Don't mention becoming a disciple. It's better to be friends... "