Chapter 120 Carrying the responsibility
“Oh, you are finally back. I thought you were too happy to miss Shu in Kuangshan?” Standing outside the door was Li Xinzhu, his face flushed and proud of the spring breeze.
“Looking at you like this, have you been living a good life recently?”
“It’s okay, so-so. I recently received a big customer.” Li Xinzhu said with a smile.
“Is the big customer, finance or real estate?”
"Hey, I haven't been involved in those two businesses for a long time. I am currently teaching a group of students to practice boxing. They are very obedient and have a sense of accomplishment as a teacher!" Li Xinzhu said with a smile.
"Have you ever thought about opening a martial arts gym? With your skills, the martial arts gym will definitely be full of disciples. Really! Look, now Yang Xianhua has lost his temper, Chen Xifeng has lost his reputation and has become a joke. Tai Chi and even the martial arts circles in Hu'an City have If there is a lack of a leader to take the lead, you are the perfect fit.”
“What kind of person is this? It’s like a lawless society.” Wang An said with a smile.
“You know how big the family fortune of Chen Xifeng is. It is much larger than what we have seen. The connections he has collected over the years are beyond imagination. He is simply a local emperor!”
“In your eyes, I am a local emperor, but in the eyes of some people, I may be just a little better than ordinary people. Don’t look at how other people are living, just live your own life.” Wang An smiled and poured him a cup of tea.
“Aren’t you interested in these things?”
"I would have been tempted in the past, but now?" Wang An shook his head, "People's pursuits are different."
“Yes, some people pursue wealth, some pursue no one, and some pursue spiritual enjoyment. What about people like you, pursuing a higher realm of kung fu, the legendary martial arts idiot?”
“I can’t even talk about being crazy, I just like to practice kung fu.”
“Have you found Zhou Dian’s remains in Kuangshan?”
“Found it, but it’s of no use. All he left behind was the legend.” Wang An said with a smile.
“Then you stayed there for such a long time?”
“The scenery there is beautiful and the climate is pleasant. To be honest, I would like to stay there for a while.” Wang An said truthfully.
“You don’t have any plans for the evening, I’ll treat you to a high-end buffet.”
“Okay.” Wang An smiled.
While chatting here, Li Xinzhu’s phone rang.
“What, kicking the gym, okay, I understand, I’ll go back right away.”
"I'm going back first. I have to go and see if someone comes to our martial arts gym to compete." Li Xinzhu left in a hurry.
"If you are fine, come with me. If I can't bear it, can you help me?" Li Xinzhu ran out and came back after a few steps.
“Okay, let’s go.”
When Wang An followed Li Xinzhu to the Xingyi Quan Martial Arts Hall, the place was already crowded with people. Because today is the weekend, there are actually more than a hundred students in this martial arts gym, and a large number of them are students.
There were a few people in the middle of the crowd. On one side was Li Xinzhu's senior brother, and on the other side were two people. A young man with a disdainful face, and a strong man who looked to be in his twenties and seventies. He stood there like an iron tower with an expressionless face. He looked at Li Xinzhu's senior fellow apprentices.
“You are not good at martial arts, you are far behind, find someone who can fight.” The young master yelled.
“Who are you, what are you yelling about here?”
Seeing Li Xinzhu coming back, everyone hurriedly moved out of the way.
"Junior brother, you are back, these two are here to play." The person who spoke was Li Xinzhu's second senior brother. His face was swollen at this time. He had competed with that person just now and lost.
“Be careful, that person is practicing free fighting. His punches are very fast and powerful.” Li Xinzhu’s second senior brother reminded him in a low voice.
"Playing the gym, right?" Li Xinzhu stared at the two people.
“Yes, are you the best at Kung Fu here?” The young master looked at Li Xinzhu.
“I can’t say I’m great, I just know a little bit.” Li Xinzhu was very modest.
“Okay, let’s get started and fight quickly, Alai.” The young master said to the man beside him, then picked up his phone and started taking videos.
“Alas, video shooting is not allowed.” Li Xinzhu waved his hand.
"What, can't you afford to lose? I just took pictures to show some people, and the kung fu they talked about is actually not worth mentioning. It's just a show, and you can't fight at all." The young man spoke very presumptuously.
"How are you talking? Are you a descendant of the Yan and Huang Dynasties?" Someone on the side immediately retorted after hearing this.
"Oh, I'm just annoying you people. A little trivial matter is elevated to the national morality. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't work. Can we start fighting?"
"Come on." Li Xinzhu didn't waste any time, took off his coat and got ready to get started.
“Happy, Alai, come on!” Young Master waved to the young man standing next to him who looked like an iron tower.
Li Xinzhu set up his boxing stance, and the man also took a free-fighting stance.
ready, go!
咚, the floor shook violently, and Li Xinzhu rushed out, using his body and mind to grab the middle door. The young man opposite him covered his head with one hand and punched with the other. Li Xinzhu blocked it with a punch and came to the front.
Zhijin, collapse fist.
The young man blocked with his hands, and his colleague stepped to dodge. A bang hit him on the arm. The man's expression changed slightly. The pace of his feet has accelerated a bit. Li Xinzhu was faster than him, and his fists were close, like wind blowing to the ground, and he grabbed the middle door and punched one after another, like a heavy rain and wind. Alai hurriedly covered the middle door with his arms and swayed to dodge.
Suddenly a straight punch and a swinging punch were thrown. Li Xinzhu blocked one punch, received another punch hard, and hit the opponent three times at close range in an instant.
Beng Fist, straight and powerful, domineering and fierce, his strength is actually not small. The young man took three steps back and sat down on the ground, with an ugly expression on his face.
Oh, I won!
There was a roar in the martial arts hall, and the surrounding students cheered together.
“Concession.” Li Xinzhu cupped his fists and handed over his hands.
“Good kung fu, but my skills are not as good as others.” Alai stood up and said. There was no trace of discouragement or shame on his face. He still looked as usual and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Okay, okay, I have a moment. Are you interested in working for me? The annual salary starts at 500,000 yuan." The young master looked at Li Xinzhu with interest.
“Not interested, thank you.”
“Excuse me, farewell.”
After leaving the martial arts hall, the young master said to the tall and strong young man on the side.
“Alai, what’s going on today? Is there something wrong with your performance? You can’t even do it with a martial artist!”
“That man just now is not just a showman, he has real skills.” Alai said.
“It’s a good thing I didn’t take a video, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.”
“I’m sorry to disappoint you.”
“Forget it, you have done your best, go back and get 50,000 yuan, buy some sea cucumbers and make up for it.”
“Thank you, Master.”
In the martial arts gym, a group of people gathered around Li Xinzhu to praise him. Li Xinzhu seemed to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by stars.
"Okay, okay, let's break up. Why don't you go sit in my office?"
Li Xinzhu invited Wang An to his office and made him a cup of good tea.
“Did you gain anything just now?”
“Well, it feels weird. Kickboxing and boxing are completely different from the kung fu we have practiced. They are simpler and more direct. To be honest, if I hadn’t practiced with you so many times, I wouldn’t have won so easily this time.
As you said, you have to practice kung fu and you have to fight! "
"That's true. You see, free fighting, boxing, and mixed martial arts usually focus on actual combat, and the actual combat effect is much stronger than those martial arts routines." Wang Andao said.
Li Xinzhu lay on the sofa and sighed.
"I have been thinking these days, to what extent can I practice boxing hard and what can I get? It is definitely impossible to be invincible. How can I do split boxing, drill boxing, cannon boxing, collapse boxing and horizontal boxing? How much practice do you have?
You said there is no end to progress in kung fu, but now I feel like I can’t progress. "Li Xinzhu took a sip of tea. In the past, he rarely spoke in such a thoughtful tone.
“You haven’t practiced the book "Arhat Fist"?"
“Practice, practice every day, and you will gain a little bit,” Li Xinzhu said.
"Actually, I have always wanted to ask you. You are not seeking fame or profit. Your kung fu is already high enough. As long as you don't use your gun, not even ten or a hundred people can beat you. What supports you? You, so that you can continue to practice."
Li Xinzhu’s words made Wang An fall into deep thought.
At first I practiced kung fu. After practicing for a period of time, some of the original ailments on my body disappeared, and I gained the motivation to continue.
As time goes by, my strength is getting stronger and stronger. I can lift hundreds of kilograms of things with my hands. I can walk quickly in the mountains and forests. I can jump up high walls. I think I can continue to practice.
After some time, I felt that practicing Qigong might make me strong in energy and blood, free from all kinds of diseases, and prolong my life, so I got the motivation to continue practicing.
This practice is like playing a game. After passing a level, you will get some rewards and you will be motivated to play the next level. But if you are always stuck at a level and don’t get rewards for a long time, you will inevitably become discouraged and don’t want to continue. This is understandable. "Wang An explained this.
At least he has not slacked off yet because he has been moving forward. Maybe one day he will encounter similar problems to Li Xinzhu.
"Look at the treatment you received just now, like the stars holding the moon in your arms, wasn't it also due to your hard work that you never gave up and you developed real kung fu? If you had lied down early and given up, what would it have been like today, being knocked to the ground? , disgraced?"
"No, I'm afraid I don't have the confidence to fight him." Li Xinzhu said after being silent for a moment.
“You envy Chen Xifeng, maybe you want to follow his path.”
"To be honest, I really think so." Li Xinzhu said after being silent for a moment.
Who doesn’t want to live a life of splendor and luxury? He didn’t have the conditions before, but now that he has the conditions, he really doesn’t want to miss it.
“Then give it a try.” Wang An said with a smile.
“You, you don’t object?”
“You don’t care too much about other people’s opinions about your own life.”
“But I would like to hear your opinions and suggestions.”
"You always think about one thing in your mind and never forget it. This is obsession. If you don't try it, you will never feel at ease and can't calm down to do other things. You might as well give it a try. As for what it will become in the end. , then it still depends on yourself." Wang Andao.
“Well, I’ve thought about it, I have to give it a try. To be honest, I also want to live well and be admired by others.”
Wang An smiled after hearing this, drank the cup of tea and left the martial arts hall.
He knew that from now on, Li Xinzhu would spend much less time on kung fu than before. In just over a month, he has changed. Money and silk can move people's hearts. These words are indeed true.
That night, it was still the famous buffet restaurant, and Li Xinzhu was still as fond of seafood as usual. Wang An's appetite is as amazing as ever.
"That beautiful waiter has been looking at you. Is she interested in you?" Li Xinzhu pointed at a young and beautiful waiter not far away and said softly.
"I think she is probably thinking that that person is so good at eating, he is an absolute loser!"
Haha, after saying this, they both laughed at the same time.
“But if everyone who eats here really eats like you do, then this restaurant will probably close down soon.”
Just when they were about to leave after having their fill of wine and food, Li Xinzhu’s cell phone suddenly rang.
“Hey, Brother Zhu, I, Jin, come on, we’re in trouble, Jianghu is here to help, come on!” A man’s anxious voice came from the other side of the phone. Hearing what kind of trouble he encountered, he was about to cry.
"Hello, are you his friend?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly changed and turned into another man, his voice was a little hoarse.
“Yes, you are?”
“This friend of yours is very courageous. He is the first one who dares to sell me fake goods in so many years!”
“Wait a minute, I think there must be a misunderstanding here. Where are you?”
After hanging up the phone, Li Xinzhu let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong?"
“Do you still remember Jin Kuai Lai who helped me buy "Arhat Fist" last time?"
“Well, remember, he’s the one who dumped the cultural relics.”
“He’s in big trouble now, I have to save him!”
“Let’s go together, I’ll drive.”
Wang An drove the car and followed Li Xinzhu's instructions, riding the bike all the way, taking advantage of the traffic flow. Li Xinzhu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was so frightened that he tightened his grip on the handle and felt his heart in his throat.
“Slow down, slow down, his life will not be in danger. I’m not sure about driving so fast!”
He had absolute confidence in Wang An's kung fu, but he had little confidence in his driving skills. After all, driving and practicing kung fu are two completely different things.
At this speed, if they collided or overturned, the two of them would most likely go to the King of Hell's place for a late-night snack.
“Believe me, my skills are fine, I can sneak away a lot.” Wang An said with a smile.
“You, watch the road, don’t be distracted.”
With Wang An driving the car, the car sped along and soon arrived outside a warehouse, where several cars were parked.
After entering, I saw a dozen big men in suits. A man with a thin body and a huge head was hanging upside down in the air. Below was a large iron bucket filled with water.
“Come quickly?!”
“Brother Zhu, help me!”
The leader, a burly middle-aged man, waved his hand, and the tied Jin quickly fell down like a bucket below.
“No, no, spare me, Mr. Feng, I was wrong, ugh, grunt, grunt!”
“Are you Feng Wenyuan, Mr. Feng?” Li Xinzhu looked at the man and recognized his identity.
"It's me, you're the one who answered the phone, Jin Kuilai is your friend?" This burly man with a beard, wearing leather gloves and holding a cigar in his mouth, looked at Li Xinzhu and Wang install.
“Hey, it’s me. I wonder where my friend offended Mr. Feng?”
“Selling fake goods, you have to be conscientious when doing business, how can you sell fake goods, what do you think?”
"Yes Yes Yes."
“You’re talking about Zhou Dian’s treasure, I almost believed it!” Feng Wenyuan’s eyes widened.
“Zhou Dian?” Li Xinzhu and Wang An were stunned at the same time when they heard the name.
“I don’t know how to solve this matter to satisfy you, Mr. Feng?”
"He defrauded me of 300,000 yuan. The money must be paid back, but he has no money now. Besides, I don't like being deceived, so I'll chop off one of his hands." Feng Wenyuan pointed to the hanging Jin Kuilai.
At this time, Jin Jialai was slipped out of the bucket, letting out a painful cry.
“Mr. Feng, can you be accommodating for a few days? What do you think of his hand?”
“People must bear corresponding responsibilities if they make mistakes.” Feng Wenyuan said coldly.
Li Xinzhu frowned slightly after hearing this.
“Hey, what do you call this friend? Have we met somewhere?” Feng Wenyuan stared at Wang An, always feeling like he had met this person somewhere.
“Wang An, we have never met.”
"Really? There is always a feeling of deja vu." Feng Wenyuan looked at Wang An. At this time, someone came over and whispered a few words in his ear.
"Oh, it turns out it's you. I've been looking for you for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet you here!" Feng Wenyuan handed the cigar to the boy beside him, took off his gloves, and came to Wang An with a smile on his face. beside.
“Thank you for your generous help, I am very grateful.”
“Well, I don’t remember meeting Mr. Feng, let alone helping him.” Wang An was very confused.
“It’s not helping me, but it’s more important than helping me. Do you remember that a few months ago, a group of people surrounded a little girl and wanted to blackmail her?”
“Oh, what are you talking about?”
"Yes, that little girl is my niece. She was frightened. She went back and said thank you for your help, otherwise she would have suffered a big loss. My nephew is just too honest!"
“I am still a child and have never experienced these things. I just help out. It’s a trivial matter.”
“This is no small matter. There are so many people here, just watching, and you are the only one who can really help. It’s rare, so rare!”
Li Xinzhu was stunned when he heard the conversation between the two people. He did not expect that there was such a story between Wang An and Feng Wenyuan.
“Wait a minute, isn’t this Jin Kuilai your friend?”
“So be it.” Wang An said with a smile.
"Put him down!" Feng Wenyuan ordered, and Jin Kuilai was put down, and then he collapsed directly on the ground.
"He resold me a painting, saying it was a painting by Zhou Dian of the Ming Dynasty. It cost 300,000 yuan, which is not expensive. After all, Zhou Dian has been very famous in Hu'an recently. As a result, I found someone to authenticate the painting. The painting is fake and not from the Ming Dynasty at all.”
(End of this chapter)