Chapter 112 First this... Then that...
The next morning, after having breakfast at Qi's house, Zhao Qishui went to the hospital because Lao Zhang was going to have surgery today.
He Shu didn't go because he had to train with his uncle. He said he would go see Uncle Zhang after the training.
Qi Zhijun drove Zhao Qishui to the hospital, and Qi Xue took He Shuxian to go jogging.
My aunt was also dressed in sportswear today and ran with He Shu.
The distance from the compound to the private fighting gym was about five kilometers, and He Shu felt exhausted halfway through the run.
Qi Xue slowed down, still looking relaxed, and teased He Shu with a smile: "He Shu, you can't do it? You're exhausted after just running for a while?"
He Shu adjusted his breathing, said nothing, and continued running forward.
"Come on, nephew. Let's run from here to our destination. If you win, I'll ask for leave from my uncle tomorrow and take you out to play."
He Shu panted as he ran: "Aunt, I won't ask for leave, uncle...uncle is doing this for my own good."
"You need to combine work with rest. How about this? This leave is valid at any time. If you want to rest one day, I will help you. How about that?"
"OK."
Qi Xue smiled brightly: "I'll ask you to run for ten seconds first. Are you ready? Ready, go..."
There were only two kilometers left, and He Shu had deliberately saved some strength for the final sprint, but his current speed was not slow.
In ten seconds, she had opened up a distance between herself and her aunt, and Qi Xue began to chase her. However, she did not overtake He Shu, but just ran one body length behind him.
While running, she also cheered He Shu on. The more the auntie shouted, the more pressure He Shu felt. Wasn't she tired? Wasn't she out of breath? At her age, should she be so energetic?
Seeing the fighting gym getting closer and closer, He Shu began to speed up. The last 500 meters, 300 meters... whoosh, Qi Xue passed by, leaving behind a string of crazy laughter...
He Shu gritted his teeth and started to speed up, wanting to give it one more try, but he suddenly got a stitch in the side, and it felt like a knife was stabbing him in the abdomen.
The more he ran, the more his lower abdomen hurt, so he had to slow down and run to the finish line.
When he reached the finish line, He Shu couldn't stand it anymore and squatted down holding his stomach.
"What's wrong? Did you get a stitch in the side?" Qi Xue stopped smiling and hurriedly pulled him. He Shu nodded with a grin, and he was a little out of breath. Sweat was pouring down his forehead.
"Don't squat down right away, walk slowly." Qi Xue supported He Shu and walked slowly with him in front of the fighting gym.
I felt a little regretful about competing with He Shu. This kid's rhythm was disrupted by me, and he got a stitch in the side when he ran so fast and tried to sprint.
When Qi Zhijun drove back, He Shu felt much better, his breathing became more even, and the pain was gone.
"What's wrong?"
"Haha, I was competing with him and ended up getting a stitch in the side." Qi Xue said with a smile.
Qi Zhijun looked at He Shu with some disdain: "You insist on running every day, but this is the result?"
He Shu was so embarrassed that he lowered his head and kept silent. Qi Xue winked at Qi Zhijun and shook her head, telling him to stop criticizing He Shu.
"Come in."
Qi Zhijun opened the door, waited for Qi Xue and He Shu to go in, and then locked the door again.
Since He Shu had run here and had exercised his body, Qi Zhijun waited until he had rested, then asked him to change his clothes and put on protective gear and go to the hall.
"Human strength and endurance cannot be developed in a day or two. You don't have that much time, and neither do I. So I will teach you some fighting techniques today."
Qi Zhijun was very serious, and He Shu stood up straight unconsciously.
"When fighting, if there are two people who are equally matched, then it's a matter of who is more ruthless. If you are beaten up by a group of people, then in addition to being ruthless, you also need to have enough courage."
“When you are at a disadvantage and cannot win by physical fitness, you need some skills to turn defeat into victory.”
Qi Zhijun waved his hand and called Qi Xue over.
"Your aunt and I will demonstrate it to you first, and you can watch it and remember it."
He Shu instantly became excited, as his uncle wanted to fight with his aunt.
Qi Zhijun would not really hit his sister. He and Qi Xue first used a set of ordinary military unarmed combat techniques.
This set of skills is mainly used when you are facing a dagger against your bare hands. If the opponent has a weapon, you can protect yourself and quickly subdue the opponent.
"See what your aunt does?"
Qi Xue is the weaker party, inferior to Qi Zhijun in both physique and physical strength.
So He Shu stared at his aunt, wondering how she could subdue his uncle?
My uncle pretended to have a knife in his hand, walked forward and stabbed my aunt in the abdomen. My aunt slid left and turned right to avoid it.
While dodging, he pressed down with both hands to block and then pulled my uncle's arm back.
Then he kicked my uncle in the crotch...
He Shu's brows furrowed as he watched. His uncle had already grabbed his aunt's ankle and looked up to ask He Shu.
"Did you see it clearly?"
He Shu nodded and looked at his aunt with admiration. That was a real kick just now. Fortunately, the other party was his uncle. If it were anyone else, they would have been unable to dodge it.
"If the enemy stabs your neck with a knife..." said my uncle as he stabbed my aunt in the neck.
My aunt immediately dodged to avoid the vital points, and at the same time quickly grabbed my uncle's wrist which was pretending to hold the knife, and then kicked my uncle in the knee with her leg.
All of this is like a conditioned reflex deeply ingrained in their bodies. They don't even need to think about it. They subconsciously know how to dodge, how to block, and how to fight back.
My uncle staggered because of his unstable center of balance. My aunt took this opportunity to lock my uncle's neck with her left hand and twisted it back, which was a chokehold.
At the same time, his right hand tightly grasped the wrist of the person holding the knife to prevent the other person from swinging it recklessly and stabbing him...
After the aunt let go, the uncle frowned, touched his neck, and coughed twice: "Do you understand?"
He Shu nodded: "I understand."
His brain did understand it, but He Shu felt that his reaction would not be that quick.
"I see, let's try it."
The uncle waved his hand, and He Shu slowly walked over: "Uncle, are you playing a gangster?"
The uncle snorted coldly: "What else? With your small body, you still want to rob me?"
My aunt couldn't help laughing and stepped aside to make room for them.
He Shu was fully armed and stared at his uncle nervously, remembering the moves his aunt had just used in his mind.
First this, then that… then this…
The uncle clenched his fist and punched He Shu in the abdomen, a little slower than when he demonstrated it to his sister.
He also knew how much time he had to give He Shu to react. Practice makes perfect.
He Shu was thinking about the moves in his mind, he should grab the hand first, then block, but he was so nervous that everything got messed up, he twisted his body and kicked out subconsciously .
"Ugh..." Qi Zhijun fell to his knees with a plop, supporting himself with one hand and covering his crotch with the other, his face full of pain.
He Shu was confused. He didn't know why he kicked out with his leg even though he clearly said he wanted to block the attack with his hand.
Qi Zhijun's face turned blue, and he looked up at He Shu with gritted teeth: "You little... bastard..."
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I was a little nervous and forgot the order. Are you okay , uncle?"
He Shu was terrified, and hurried over to see if his uncle was injured by his kick. However, Qi Xue couldn't control her laughter and almost rolled on the ground...
