The Prosperous Years of Siheyuan

Chapter 181 Invincible Hand

Chen Jisheng and Lao Zhong were the first ones to arrive. There was a sandpit on the training ground specifically for combat training.

It's not accurate to say it's a sand pit. The nearly [-]-square-meter site is surrounded by green bricks and five or six centimeters of fine sand is paved inside.

The thickness was not as good as the temporary wrestling ground that Shazhu had set up in the Qin family's old house. Chen Jisheng stepped on it with his foot, but it had little cushioning effect.

"You don't need to change your clothes?"

Seeing that the boy from the Chen family was wearing black cloth shoes, blue trousers, and a white shirt, Lao Zhong reminded him to try it out later and not to ruin his shirt again.

The shirt Chen Jisheng is wearing is a general-level short-sleeved shirt, which costs twice as much as a knitted sweater.

This kind of shirt is considered to be relatively luxurious nowadays. It usually has a wide open collar and is similar to a knitted sweater. It costs more than ten yuan.

"The vest underneath..."

After listening to Lao Zhong's reminder, Chen Jisheng could only take off his short-sleeved shirt. Today in Shigang, most of the leaders were wearing wide open collars.

Even the person in charge was wearing a gray-blue open collar, and his own shirt was somewhat eye-catching.

Try your hand and tear it.

If it's not done well, there will be rumors against him at the headquarters.

After all, Krupp's information offended a number of people.

With Shi Gang's appearance today, these people will probably hate themselves to death.

He would not let go of Krupp's information.

It is equivalent to holding the official hat of some people, and it is reasonable to be hated by others.

When the storm comes, the attention of Krupp materials will decrease.

I'm too busy to take care of myself, who cares about official hats?

After thinking about the chores, Chen Jisheng handed the shirt to the eldest sister and then started to do preparatory exercises.

"What a good boy, he is indeed capable of fighting!"

Seeing the muscle lines that kept appearing on Chen Jisheng's body as he prepared for activities, Lao Zhong couldn't help but praise him.

As soon as this piece of meat came out, it was definitely something that could be beaten, and Lao Zhong's appreciation also interrupted the elder sister's appreciation of the little heartbreaker.

Looking at the rolling muscles on the little heartless man's body, Gu Yizhou felt a little panicked.

Not only does it look beautiful, but it looks like it could explode at any time.

Thinking that she was about to become the target of an explosion, it was strange that she didn't panic!

Following Lao Zhong's cheers, a burst of neat footsteps also came over, and Chen Jisheng looked back.

The formation here is not big, only one squad of people.

Including a few leaders and a dozen people as test subjects, it is enough.

The army's style is clean and neat, after a squad of soldiers forms a team.

Someone stood in the center of the battlefield, and it seemed that they were still growing from weak to strong.

The security company of the General Logistics Department is naturally an elite soldier.

The man is not too thin or short. Standing in the middle is a warrior who is about 1.7 meters tall and somewhat thin.

Looking at his separated feet, Chen Jisheng knew that this guy had practiced a little bit.

Both of them have clear goals, and Chen Jisheng in a vest is naturally easy to recognize.

Chen Jisheng can also see the challenging warriors.

In the eldest sister's worried eyes, Chen Jisheng stepped over the green bricks on the edge.

He sped up slightly under his feet, and ran towards the soldiers in the field with dust and sand.

What greets him is the straight punch that is ready to strike from the front, and the leg sweep from the waist is the warrior's ultimate move.

This one happened to fall with a catch, and Chen Jisheng easily caught his sweeping leg. With a twist of his body, the soldier was also lying in the sand.

Then a straight punch struck the warrior's face, which determined the outcome.

If you fight, you will definitely see blood.

The one who fell was the next one, and what came was either a kick or a punch.

But it was too slow for Chen Jisheng, and he could knock people down easily.

By the sixth time, Chen Jisheng felt a little bored.

If he fights like this, he won't be defeated even for a day.

Reaching out his hand to stop the warrior who was about to come up, Chen Jisheng glanced at the class opposite and decided to play the bigger game.

"Come along, let's play wrestling..."

Playing irregular Sanda with twelve people is looking for death, and three or four people can pounce on a master if the venue is small.

If you don't use a heavy hand or a killer, just hit a few of them, it's no different from joking.

A squad soldier who was insulted by Chen Jisheng.

Not being used to it, the twelve people separated into batches and slowly gathered around him.

This was an opportunity, and Chen Jisheng took action decisively.

First, he threw the person in the field flat on his back and placed him flat on the sand. This was quite important.

The one lying on the ground let out a cry of pain.

This was the clarion call for battle, and the remaining eleven were not polite and directly surrounded them on three sides.

Chen Jisheng was equally rude. His feet suddenly accelerated, and he was leaning against the mountain and bumped into someone on the opposite side.

Using his body to move forward, he hugged the soldier closest to him and continued to exert force.

After hugging him, he used the momentum to squat down, grabbed an ankle, and pulled another one down.

There was another soldier in front of him, and the half-squatting Chen Jisheng sprinted again, knocking him down like a wild boar.

Then he squatted down to use his strength, and rushed out like a wild boar, knocking three warriors who were almost in a line to the ground.

At this time, the old clock off the field started to rub fire.

He shouted, but the remaining warriors had a murderous look in their eyes.

After eight were poured out, there were still four left, and Chen Jisheng was not afraid at all.

It's still the simplest way to stick to the mountain, but I don't dare to use my full strength, so I can only half-pull.

Even so, the soldier who was hit couldn't get up for a while.

Grab a leg casually, twist it casually, and there is only one soldier left on the field.

This older man was probably not a soldier, but a squad leader. Seeing Chen Jisheng's fierceness, he also assumed a long fist posture.

The long fist of the north is naturally easy to use by tall and powerful northerners.

This person who should be the squad leader has a long fist that has been honed in actual combat.

He had both speed and accuracy, but he underestimated Chen Jisheng's strength. He couldn't hold the punch with one hand, so it was not easy for Chen Jisheng to use it.

Holding the squad leader's long fist with one arm, the test was over. There was no need to attack, Chen Jisheng was tied up with his arms.Just let the squad leader follow his own strength and fall on the sand. If he resists, his arm will be broken.

Chen Jisheng, who did not want to fight anymore, withdrew from the field while most of the fighters did not get up.

After a chaotic battle, he made a preliminary assessment of himself.

With a little heavy hand, the soldiers in this class can't control themselves even indoors.

The difference in strength was too great, the three of them couldn't lock themselves.

As long as there is a chance to take action and break his arm with one hand, Chen Jisheng is sure that it will be about the same.

He vaguely remembered that when the Nanluo Brigade became famous, he broke his little scarred forearm, and he did it with a weak force.

It should be the same now. It may be a bit difficult to break it off directly, but with the weight of the body, it is still easy to break it.

"You kid, don't leave!

Go call Zhou Heita over and bully people with all your strength.

We also have a strong man who will be here in no time!

Comrades, it was wrestling just now, this time it’s real, fight hard, don’t be afraid of getting hurt, don’t be timid! "

The leaders of the General Logistics Department who were watching the excitement could not stand it anymore when they saw that the guards were so defeated.

While asking for help, he pulled out the drama, and at the same time encouraged the fallen soldiers to play it real with Chen Jisheng.

If word of this battle spreads, will the General Logistics Department lose face?
The situation is different now. It would be okay if only three or five people fell.

You beat one person in each class and fell on the floor like chopping melons and vegetables. If you say it out, you will be an embarrassment.

"Take it easy, I don't mean any harm..."

That person must be Lao Zhong's leader. Chen Jisheng would not do anything serious regardless of Lao Zhong's reminder.

Seeing that the fighters in the field were eager to try, Chen Jisheng silently mastered the family tradition of splitting in his mind, changed the high to low, and followed the move.

Pigua targets the head, face, front and chest, using the power of the tips. The raised arms are like war whips, which can easily injure people.

But the lethality is not great, especially compared to the sting that either kills or maims the feet, it is considered a boxing type with average lethality.

However, the speed is surprisingly fast. Once the shot is made, the hands are like a storm, and as long as they are matched, they cannot be avoided.

Although most of them can't be beaten to death, they are very easy to defeat.

As the old saying goes, "The gods are also afraid of the eight-pole ginseng." What they are afraid of is the word "quick".

After completing the moves, Chen Jisheng quickly exited.

There was a burst of blows on the lower body, although the blows were all on the waist, hips and buttocks.

But the soldiers in the same class were defeated faster than before.

Chen Jisheng walked through the formation and lay on the ground.

Chen Jisheng's chop was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and Lao Zhong applauded him heartily.

But after looking at the soldiers on the ground and the leader's gloomy face, he swallowed and held back his cheers.

"Young man is awesome, look at my abilities."

The leader of the General Logistics Department was also very angry and lost face.

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his open collar and decided to leave in person.

This man also came from the battlefield. Relying on his youthful skills, he really wanted to try Chen Jisheng's skills, but the guards around him were not fools.

None of the young people in the field are opponents. If the chief is asked to leave the field, it will be lively if the young people don't know how to stop and get injured.

"Zhou Heita, come and avenge your brothers. Here comes a tough challenge."

Seeing that the leader was acting like a child, Lao Zhong could only put his hand on his forehead.

But the boy from the Chen family is so capable, no wonder he is not the invincible master of the compound.

Even if seven or eight people were to go up to the pier just now, they would just be beaten. I hope Zhou Heita can do his best...

The Zhou Heita mentioned by the leaders of the General Logistics Department should be a cook wearing an apron.

He is about thirty years old and nearly 1.9 meters tall.

It was as solid as a human bear. It trotted all the way, and the dust on the ground connected into a small dragon.

"Zhou Heita, get him, and you'll beat up the members of our security company."

This week, Black Tower was also a fool, seeing soldiers all over the place.

After listening to the leader's instructions, he stretched out his big hand like a dustpan and struck at Chen Jisheng with his head covered and his face covered.

"Hey...get up!"

Piguaquan is fast, not only with fast hands, but also faster steps.

Before Zhou Heita could hit him, Chen Jisheng turned behind him.

She grabbed the belt on his lower back, twisted it with one hand, and caught the clothes, pants and belt in her hand.

Then he grabbed Zhou Heita's arm and pulled him back violently. He exhaled loudly and used one hand to lift Zhou Heita above his head.

This time, not only Zhou Heita, but also the entire audience was stunned.

As for Zhou Heita's size, he would be worth two hundred and thirty-four at least, and he would be worth two hundred and seventy-eight at most.

Raising one hand above his head, this strength made people convinced. Until Chen Jisheng lowered Zhou Heita, there was no sound in the audience.

Chen Jisheng's performance was not too outrageous. There was a Hercules in front of him.

Zhou Heita can hold a 195 diesel engine with one hand, and can trot a big pig of three hundred catties with both hands. This is one of the legends of the General Logistics Department.

“Young man is awesome, let’s admit defeat!

Old Zhong, if you let our soldiers try this object, you will be short of virtue..."

The leader is also open-minded. When he sees his trump card, he is being held up like a pig. He keeps losing no matter how hard he fights, and he simply gives in.

After scolding Lao Zhong, he turned around and left just as neatly.

I wondered in my heart whether telling such a reason would make others laugh.

Seeing that everyone was about to disperse, Chen Jisheng hurried to the back of his jeep and took out two camels from a canvas bag in the truck compartment.

I just tried one pack per person, and the first handful was nothing.

The bottom plate of my second hand was split and hung, but it was so vigorous that it was inevitable to be bruised.

If I don't give you any benefits, I'm afraid you'll get a roll of your eyes when you enter the General Logistics Department's gate in the future.

The general office is a distribution center for materials, and the leaders have all left again. The two camels are not conspicuous, after they are dispersed.

Chen Jisheng could clearly feel that the soldiers looked at him differently.

"What are you looking at? I'm in the navy, if you don't accept it, go back and practice!"

With one sentence, everyone smiled knowingly, leaving no ill feelings.

(End of this chapter)