Chapter 113 Chicken Soup
Liu Laoliu ate a meal and several chicken legs and then left.
Zhang Nianzu held a long car edge sealing strip in his hand and tried to break it with his fingers. Inspired by Liu Laoliu, he seemed to have thought of a possibility that not all enemies would use metal as weapons. If he wanted to deal with various situations with ease, he had to upgrade his skills.
Gangcha walked to the door of the repair shop, stared at Li Ah Si, and said in distress: "Master, I have been practicing in front of the mirror for several days without sleep, but I can't find any flaws."
Li Asi was about to speak while holding his neck, but Li Asan spoke first: "Do you know why?"
"Why?"
Li Asan said happily: "Because your punches have no flaws at all."
"Ah?" Gangcha was stunned.
Ah San said, "Your master can't speak, and it's the same when I teach you. Do you know why we asked you to go back and practice in front of the mirror?"
"I don't know." Gangcha was also impressed by Asan. After all, he was the first person who lowered his head and pinned several of his bodyguards against the wall, unable to move.
Ah San tried his best to put on a serious expression and said, "That is to cultivate your self-confidence and let you know that you are already perfect." When he said the second half, he could hardly hold back...
Zhang Nianzu asked Li Changgui in a low voice: "Didn't these two brothers invent their own routine?"
Li Changgui also whispered, "They have a friend in our county who teaches martial arts to kids. Sometimes they go to drink with this friend and when they have classes, that guy uses this excuse to drive the kids back home."
Zhang Nianzu suddenly realized, that's what I said, no matter how smart you are, you can't come up with such a high-sounding reason.
Lei Tingting asked, "Is it that Li Erhu ?"
Li Changgui shook his head and said, "That's not true. Li Erhu is too stubborn to such a thing."
Gangcha was stunned and asked, "What should I do if it's perfect?"
Ah San said, "If you are perfect, go home. We have nothing to teach you."
Gangcha shook his head vigorously: "No, I haven't become stronger yet. I heard that the opponent of the match I was originally going to play has found Ryu Taiquan Saburo. He is a rare Asian player who shines in the MMA arena. I probably can't beat him, but I also believe that he is no match for my master. This means that I still have a lot to learn."
Zhang Nianzu waved at him: "Come here, Gangcha."
Gangcha came over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Zhang Nianzu asked, "Do you believe what I said?"
"Believe it!" Gangcha was beaten by three people in turn that night. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it. He believed that there were people stronger than him in this world, but he didn't believe that they would appear in groups, so he suspected that they had mastered some mysterious training methods.
Zhang Nianzu asked: "Are you usually strict with yourself?"
Gangcha said firmly: "Although I am a black market boxer, I train at least five hours a day, I don't smoke, I seldom drink, and I don't have a girlfriend..."
Zhang Nianzu said: "What if I say you haven't tried your best?"
Gangcha said stubbornly: "I tried my best!"
Zhang Nianzu smiled and said, "That's it. You've already done your best. What do you have to feel guilty about?"
"But……"
Zhang Nianzu interrupted him and said, "We do have a method that can help people improve quickly."
Gangcha's eyes lit up.
"But this method is only suitable for people who have reached their limit. You have to prove that you have reached your limit before we can continue to guide you."
"How can I prove it?"
Zhang Nianzu said, "How about this, you go and participate in a regular competition - it doesn't matter what level, and then come back to us after you win the championship."
Gangcha asked doubtfully, "Is that it? But what can this prove?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "It's not up to you to decide what to prove. This is the entry ticket you must get."
Gangcha was about to say something, but Zhang Nianzu had already waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
"Oh." Gangcha walked away with a heavy heart.
Lei Tingting asked Zhang Nianzu: "What will you do if he really wins the championship and comes to you again?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "By then he may not be able to bother to come to me. I found that he just lacks self-confidence and is too afraid of failure. When he completely gives up and forgets his inferiority complex, he may understand my painstaking efforts."
Lei Tingting said with a smile: "You are following Ah San and Ah Si's method and making him another bowl of chicken soup with the same ingredients but different broth."
Zhang Nianzu spread his hands and said, "What else can I do?" As he spoke, a look of worry appeared on his face.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "Our match with the Japanese will start tomorrow. It will be bad if Mr. Tang asks us for the money back now." Today is already the beginning of the month, and Wu Doudou will have surgery in ten days. The money has been given to the hospital and he will never get it back. Zhang Nianzu is really not the kind of person who would owe others half a million for doing nothing.
At this time, Zhang Nianzu's phone rang. It was Chiang Kai-shek calling.
"Nian Zu, are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to have a simple meal at my place."
"Eating is not a big deal. I was just about to ask you, are you still going to play in tomorrow's game?"
"We'll talk when you come."
"Well... okay." Zhang Nianzu hung up the phone and said, "It's likely that Master Tang will show up."
Li Ah Si covered his neck and said, "Brother Nianzu, let me make this clear. If we fight the Japanese again tomorrow, I don't want to lose to them."
Zhang Nianzu said: "The Japanese are not stupid. If they really dare to do this, we will be completely out of luck. But where can they find suitable boxers in such a short time?"
In the evening, Zhang Nianzu and his party came to Dick's Bar, but Chiang Kai-shek was not at the bar as usual.
A waiter came up from a distance and said attentively, "Our boss is waiting for you in the back."
So everyone followed him to the backstage of the bar. The largest room here was equivalent to Lao Jiang's office and private space. At this time, an eight-person table was set up there, with two bottles of good wine and a few cold dishes on the table. The waiter gave everyone a seat, poured tea, and left.
Zhang Nianzu was puzzled and asked, "This is a family dinner hosted by Chiang Kai-shek."
Lei Tingting said: "Well, the specifications are high enough."
Before they finished talking, Lao Jiang appeared in an apron, rubbing his hands warmly and saying, "Now that everyone is here, I will cook."
Zhang Nianzu asked, "Where is Master Tang?"
Lao Jiang said, "We didn't invite him today, we're all family - just wait a moment." He went to the next room and heard the sizzling sound of frying pans. Soon, several hot dishes were served, and they were all delicious.
Lei Tingting said in surprise: "Not bad!"
Lao Jiang took off his apron and said with a smile: "I have been used to being self-reliant since I was a child. Come, have a taste." He began to pour wine and serve food to everyone.
Zhang Nianzu was eating absentmindedly. He couldn't help but ask, "Old Jiang, please don't be polite. Tell me the truth. Did Master Tang send you here because he wanted the money back but it was difficult to explain?"
"No." Lao Jiang said, "Tomorrow's game will go on as usual."
Zhang Nianzu asked, "Then who is our opponent? Still Long Taiquan Saburo?"
"Not really." Lao Jiang smiled and said, "Your opponent is me."
