A Panda's Martial Arts

And the fact is the same, after all, seamless steel pipes are not that hard to buy these days, you can get a soil gun after a few nights of hard work on a lathe and milling machine, and holding this thing can compare to the combat effectiveness of a martial artist who has practiced hard for several years——

But the time and money invested is much cheaper.If you just want to put people to death, practicing martial arts is undoubtedly the least cost-effective behavior.

The world is different. Those who are really brave and ruthless are all making guns. On the contrary, those who practice martial arts are a group of self-cultivating people. They can earn an extra money to stick to their hobbies after work and study. It's not easy.

But as the old saying goes, if a horse is good, he will be ridden, and if a person is good, he will be bullied.

"We exercise, we become stronger, we practice martial arts, all to make ourselves better."

After temporarily settling the three martial artists in the panda's residence, Gengang Yamaguchi, who was carrying a sake bottle, couldn't help feeling emotional.

"Self-improvement should be a virtue, right? At least we support ourselves with our own hands, every penny we earn is real, and we have done nothing wrong."

"Um……"

The panda who was also drinking didn't know what to say, he was not very good at comforting people.

What Yamaguchi Xuangang said is indeed true. Everyone earns a hard-earned money. I don’t know what others say about pandas, but he has heard of the tuition fees here. One person only needs 5000 yuan a year. Two to three classes a week, this price is definitely not comparable to the nine-year compulsory education, but it is much cheaper than any private trainer in the gym——

The most important thing is that Yamaguchi Xuangang doesn't have much water courses, and the teaching is basically hard stuff. This is why the students who are really good at Shuzhong are all big and round, and it is difficult for ordinary gym private teachers to have this kind of training. Level.

This kind of professionalism makes Panda extremely ashamed. You must know that when teaching Shimazu Shingo, he did not add water to the class in order to save trouble, so he is more aware of how exhausting this kind of teaching is. .

After all, martial artists nowadays have long since lost the superior attitude of ancient times. Everyone is a working people who rely on their skills to earn a living.

But as working people, as producers, they are bound to be exploited.

"If those rich people just collect taxes, just raise the price and sell it to us, then just bear it, there is nothing to do about this kind of thing."

After pouring down a big gulp of sake, Yamaguchi Xuangang's eyes were about to burst.

"But that's not what they want...they want more."

The well-trained palms held the wine glass tightly, and the ceramic wine glass was cracked by the forceful grip.

Those capitalists and plutocrats are no longer satisfied with harvesting money, they also want more precious goods.

Such as the well-trained bodies of martial artists.

After all, money has a price, and anyone can earn this kind of thing back, but the bodies of martial artists are different. This kind of well-trained and healthy body was originally only owned by martial artists themselves, and it is also what martial artists strive for. The goal, and now that new technologies have appeared, those greedy capitalists have shifted their attention to new resources——

That's right, these capitalists and plutocrats don't have much time to train themselves, and most of their energy is spent on exploiting others and eating, drinking and having fun.

But now they suddenly have an opportunity, an opportunity that allows them to become strong without hard training.

It's not even strong, but violence that they can actually hold in their hands.

"I would love to kill them all, but I'm afraid of breaking the law."

Yamaguchi Gengang lying on the floor stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Why are the bad guys protected by the law? What's wrong with Japan?"

"Go to bed, it's not your problem."

Sighing, the panda patted Gengang Yamaguchi on the shoulder.

270 Eight Chapters of Life Above the Water

"What? You mean joint surgery?"

On the other side of the phone, Johnson, who was far away in Siam, shook his head repeatedly.

"I haven't heard of a few successful cases. After all, the human body has such a thing as rejection...Of course, according to what you said, if the Japanese used a strange method to prepare the elixir, maybe They really solved this problem, but this kind of thing doesn't matter. Let me tell you, my newly designed Iron Man MBF-P02..."

"Thanks for the answer, excuse me."

Panda hung up the phone resolutely, he didn't really want to chat endlessly on the topic of giant robots.

Obviously, according to Johnson's answer, these Japanese chaebols may have secretly mastered a very outrageous body modification technology——

Although subject to ethical issues, it is certainly impossible for this thing to be published in medical journals such as "The Lancet", but this does not prevent chaebols and capitalists from enjoying the dividends brought by this technology first.

For example, regaining a healthy body.

Although the elixir of life seems to be a legendary fantasy product, after all, it only restores the activity of the body itself. It can't change the height, shortness, fatness, or thinness, and it can't say that it can make the body strong and strong in an instant——

But head replacement surgery without rejection has fundamentally solved the problem.As long as those plutocrats and capitalists want, they can become whatever they want at any time.

After all, compared to head replacement surgery, the whole trivial matter is equivalent to a basic operation.

"So we can definitely defeat that evil human trafficking organization, right?"

Shingo Shimadzu looked at the panda with hope.

The little fat man can't understand Siamese, but he knows that the panda should be communicating with the very powerful scientist before——

One must know that the outrageous sci-fi battle armor on him was made by that scientist, so it must be some kind of big shot.

"Um……"

Looking at Shimadzu Shingo's excited eyes, Panda suddenly felt that this kid might have something in common with Johnson.

After waking up the hangover Xuangang Yamaguchi, the panda went down to the kitchen on the first floor to prepare breakfast, simple preserved egg and lean meat porridge and fried dough sticks. He took out three steaks and fried them. Due to Yamaguchi Genko’s hangover, Panda specially prepared a large glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice. Although watermelon in Japan is not cheap, Panda has never been the kind Save money character.

"The body is the most important thing. According to modern medical research, the daily intake of dietary ingredients will directly affect the secretion of various hormones in the body, which will have a slight impact on the whole state of the person. This is why there is an old saying It is called "one side of water and soil supports one side of people". "

Different from the "eat without talking, sleep without talking" advocated by people, pandas belong to the type of chatting at the dinner table.

"So if you want to practice martial arts well, the adjustment of diet and even the choice of ingredients are also very important. This is a way to fundamentally change the body, and the importance even comes before hard work."

"You... I have never learned such a thing."

After tasting a few mouthfuls of the panda's breakfast, Gengang Yamaguchi shook his head and smiled wryly.

If he didn't notice it because of his anger when he raided the basement of the factory building yesterday, then today he can truly appreciate the changes in the panda——

He is making progress here, and the panda is also making progress, but when he is still studying how to improve the skills of moves, the panda has already started to look for other knowledge by analogy.

And the combat power of pandas has long been far superior to him. The raid on the small factory building yesterday was almost all done by pandas. That was a submachine gun.

Before he knew it, the friends who used to avoid the security guards together and practice martial arts together in the midnight zoo had grown to a level that he couldn't understand.

There seems to be a sad and thick barrier between them.

After breakfast, the panda went back to the second floor to continue studying, and the project of panning gold in the sea of ​​excrement would continue, otherwise it would be a lot of fun to be blocked by killers——

Yamaguchi Xuangang also wanted to discuss something in the past, just like when he was in the zoo, but he gave up after only looking at the research direction of pandas, that kind of reverse deciphering the operation principle of a large number of martial arts movements only by video images It is really difficult for him to help with his current level.

Fortunately, he didn't have to just be idle, after all, there was still someone who could communicate with him.

"This is a positive punch."

In the backyard of Yihujian, Yamaguchi Genko demonstrated karate skills in front of Shimadzu Shingo.

"The way of exerting force is a bit similar to the push palm in sumo wrestling you practice, but the emphasis is not on continuous attacks, but more inclined to allow this punch to penetrate the opponent."

Having said that, Yamaguchi Xuangang simply demonstrated it with the fresh green bamboo piled in the corner of the yard.

With just one punch, the green bamboo found broke immediately.

"See clearly? It's not pushing, but my fist is going to hit the back of Qingzhu."

"Amazing!"

Shingo Shimadzu couldn't help admiring.

He still knows the strength of those green bamboos. After all, these things are bought by pandas to test various swords and weapons, and they are chopped up for snacks by the way——

I also considered straw mats before, but the straw mats will become very smelly after being soaked in water, so I chose green bamboo as the next best thing.

But even so, the green bamboo is not something that can be easily interrupted. Shingo Shimadzu has seen it with his own eyes, and sometimes even a knife and ax can bounce off this thing.

But this karate master named Yamaguchi Gengang split the thick green bamboo in two with just one blow.

The well-trained hands of a karate master are even comparable to sharp knives!

"A positive fist, that is, a straight fist."

Putting away his fists, Yamaguchi Gengang pointed to the young junior.

"This is the most basic thing in karate, but it is also very important. People say that karate emphasizes rules and practice is rigid. Only when you are not free at the beginning can you understand what the real free punching is."

"Is that so..."

Shingo Shimadzu nodded slowly. He has learned sumo for a while, and his understanding of this passage is more obvious.

As his teacher, why didn't the Great Seki Whale do this when teaching him.

"By the way, Senior Yamaguchi, when are we going to defeat the evil plutocrat you are looking for?"

"I can't rush this. Let's wait until the few people we rescued wake up."

Genko Yamaguchi patted Shingo Shimadzu on the shoulder.

One is that he has to wait for the rescued martial artists to wake up, and the other is that he has to wait for the information dealers to resume the supply of information——

It is very difficult to find the small factory precisely by his own words in the unfamiliar capital of Kyoto. He bought all the information from the local three religions in Kyoto, but for some reason in the past few days, those information brokers Many people stopped replying to his messages, and they couldn't find anyone.

With the information cut off, he could only temporarily stop his activities and rest for a few days, to see if he could wait for the intelligence dealers to send new news.

It's just that Yamaguchi Xuangang didn't expect that what he was waiting for was not new news.

It was an arrest warrant, and two shiny silver handcuffs.

270 Chapter Nine Shadows Under the Water

It happened after noon.

After lunch, Yamaguchi Xuangang was looking at his mobile phone on the sofa in the living room, but suddenly heard a knock on the door. As a warrior, his crisis instinct immediately made him tense his muscles and clenched his fists. Like a man-eating tiger.

Something was wrong, and Panda didn't ask him to help sign for any courier... Could it be that his raid on a small factory in the suburbs yesterday was finally discovered?Those chaebols sent killers to kill him?

Thinking this way, Yamaguchi Xuangang carefully opened the door.

What greeted him were two police officers' ID cards spread out.

"Suspect Gengang Yamaguchi, you have been arrested."

Two police officers in uniform approached cautiously, and the safety of the revolver in their hands had already been undone.

"Please cooperate, Mr. Yamaguchi. We know that you are a karate master, but please don't resist arrest. Assaulting the police is a very serious crime. We can shoot you directly and kill you."

"Uh..." Yamaguchi Xuangang frowned.