Actor: Thank you.

As the saying goes, even the best martial arts master is afraid of a kitchen knife.

It means that flesh and blood cannot withstand weapons.

Using a kitchen knife can also imply breaking the rules.

Those who follow the rules will inevitably suffer a loss when fighting against those who don't.

Now, Vin Diesel is getting a bit "unruly".

Following his gaze, Zhang Yuan saw Old Fan's bodyguard.

They were typical burly white men, all over 1.9 meters tall.

Slicked-back hair, black sunglasses.

Even at night, in the dimly lit bar, he was still wearing dark sunglasses.

That's exactly the feeling I wanted.

He looks to weigh at least 250 pounds, and his shoulders are as wide as Zhang Yuan's one and a half times.

He looks like a limp bear!
His muscles were bulging and twitching, almost deforming his suit and shirt.

Many men believe that women prefer muscular men.

Muscular builds exude masculinity and are more likely to attract women.

Actually it is not.

Excessive bodybuilding will only be popular in Chengdu and attract the same sex.

Women, especially young girls, don't actually like big guys.

Peng Yuyan's figure is a bit too much for them; it's already the limit of what they can accept.

Ideally, he should be a little thinner, with less muscle and smoother body lines.

Muscular men are only popular with middle-aged women because they're strong...

Unlike in China, many private bodyguards in North America are retired police officers.

Because the police force there has a unique composition, they are easy to train with and have good marksmanship.

After all, you have to empty the magazine all the time...

Ronnie Coleman, the world's most famous Mr. Olympia bodybuilder, nicknamed the "founding father" of the sport, was a police officer in Arlington.

The reason why American police officers are physically strong is that many amateur football players, after graduating from college or high school, cannot enter the professional league and instead use their physical advantages to become police officers and earn a government job.

Besides being incredibly physically imposing, people who play rugby are also not very bright.

Because of the repeated damage to their brain tissue caused by long-term sports collisions, serious sequelae may result.

The movie "Concussion," starring Will Smith, is about this very thing.

But the NFL not only suppressed the incident, but also tried to destroy the doctor who discovered the situation.

This is the capitalist world, where everything revolves around money.

Although the NFL is now losing money, the sport of football continues, and there are no means to avoid these kinds of injuries.

Zhang Yuan looked at the white bodyguard, fearing that he might also be a former football player.

Chronic brain damage can cause problems such as mental illness, delusions, and personality disorders.

In particular, he noticed Vin Diesel's gaze falling on the other man's sidearm... a Smith & Wesson .380 pistol.

This gun is short and powerful, suitable for close-quarters self-defense, and is a favorite among bodyguards.

Because Smith & Wesson named the gun "Bodyguards," which is the English word for bodyguard.

It was specifically designed for the bodyguard profession.

Zhang Yuan's hair stood on end!
They won't pull out a gun and shoot me, will they?
It's not worth risking your life here!
Even if I lose that $20 million investment, you can't hurt me.

He quickly looked at Brother Long beside him.

Brother Long is a professional; he also noticed the gun on the other person's waist.

"Boss, if something really happens in a moment, just keep your head down and run, don't stop, run in a zigzag pattern."

"I'll pounce on him."

"Can you suppress it?"

"We can buy ourselves half a minute, but we'll have to die here."

What is professional!

Zhang Yuan mentally gave it a thumbs up.

He thought of a way out in an instant, but he didn't even consider his own life.

So dedicated.

The money wasn't wasted, and the person I found wasn't a waste of time.

But after overcoming the initial fear that rushed into his heart, Zhang Yuan calmed down a bit and thought that Old Fan wouldn't be so reckless, would he?

He wasn't from a gang, nor did he have any powerful connections.

Vin Diesel shook off the gloom of his earlier arm-wrestling defeat, his expression shifting from ashen to bright, and he grinned mischievously again.

At the same time, he reached for his bodyguard's waist.

"Hehehe, Easy!"

Upon seeing this, those around him raised their hands and gave a French military salute, while shouting for him to calm down.

Then they saw the bodyguard raise his hand to block the other party.

“BOSS, NO!” This clearly stopped the other party from doing so.

This is Mexico!
If guns are used, the local gangs might do something drastic; you might end up in serious trouble.

“Relax, I’m not going to do anything dangerous.” Vin Diesel raised his hands, just like everyone else around him.

It seemed as if they were mocking or ridiculing them.

His small gesture just now made everyone tense, which made him feel very happy.

Many school bullies are like this; they enjoy seeing people afraid.

"Remove the pistol magazine, unload all the bullets, and give me an empty gun."

He demanded that the bodyguards depend on him for their livelihood, and after shaking his head helplessly, he complied.

After a long while, an empty gun appeared in Old Fan's hand.

He fiddled with it for a moment, then held it in his hand, squinted one eye, and straightened his arm as if aiming.

They moved slowly until they were aligned with Zhang Yuan's direction.

Zhang Yuan remained expressionless.

However, the assistant and bodyguard noticed that the boss's breathing rate was significantly different from usual.

It didn't sound like fear, but rather like anger.

In ordinary families, if a child even brandishes a knife at their parents, they're likely to get a beating.

Sticking chopsticks into rice will get you a slap in the face.

This is used for offering sacrifices and visiting graves.

In ancient times, chopsticks were used to pierce rice, but only for one type of living person.

A death row inmate, about to be beheaded, is having his last meal.

In the world of crosstalk and storytelling, the older gentlemen who eat snacks cannot call them snacks; they must call them steamed buns. It's the same principle.

Before the execution by slow slicing, if the family members bribed the executioner, the executioner would "go through the back door" to reduce the prisoner's suffering.

Before the execution, they stab the prisoner in the chest first, then cut him to death before dismembering him, so it won't hurt.

This cut is called "snack".

So whenever you mention having snacks, the old gentleman will ask you, "What law have I broken?"

This will make parents and the elderly angry.

What's more, he was being held at gunpoint!

Even if it's an empty gun.

"Haha, I was just kidding."

Just a few seconds later, Vin Diesel put away his empty gun and burst into laughter.

“Van, come on, you’re drunk,” Paul said at this moment.

Zhang Yuan glanced at him; the older brother was an honest man.

They wanted to smooth things over to avoid making things worse.

However, some people refuse to accept the offered way out.

"No, I'm not drunk, I was just having some fun," Old Fan replied.

“And…” he said slowly in a hoarse voice, “what I’m trying to say is…”

"Zhang, maybe your kung fu is very good, maybe Chinese kung fu is also very good."

"But no matter how skilled you are, you can't beat a bullet."

"Yes," Zhang Yuan nodded.

I finally understand.

This big guy just lost an arm wrestling match to a Chinese person, and he's embarrassed.

He was also thinking about vying to be the top male lead in the crew and not wanting to fall behind others, so he orchestrated this situation where the situation was stronger than others.

Foreign guns?

Trying to scare me?
Zhang Yuan tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers and replied calmly.

I do not agree with what you said.

"Wow, you Chinese are really stubborn."

"You should know that America is the most knowledgeable country about weapons in the world."

"But in South Korea 60 years ago, American soldiers were driven south of the 38th parallel by Chinese soldiers who were much worse equipped."

"No matter what, your fist can't outrun a bullet," Old Fan continued.

Given the level of education at Lighthouse, Zhang Yuan might not even know which war he was referring to.

"Not necessarily," Zhang Yuan replied firmly. "We can give it a try."

"I'll use this empty gun of yours."

"Okay, how do we try it?"

Paul sniffed, and the tension between them almost flared up.

I thought to myself that Jordana was mature enough not to get involved in your affairs.

Gadot was also shaking her head behind Zhang Yuan.

Winning the arm wrestling match was a huge surprise.

But no matter what, humans can't be faster than bullets.

"Put your gun on your hip like a cowboy in the West, and we'll face each other, five steps apart."

"How about a cowboy duel?"

"What do you use?" Vin Diesel asked curiously.

"Without my bare hands," Zhang Yuan replied calmly, his eyes lowered.

"Tch..." Old Fan scoffed and stood up.

The two arrived at the open space of the bar and separated by five steps.

Zhang Yuan continuously adjusted his breathing, preparing himself for action.

At the same time, he turned to Brother Long and said, "Watch out for their bodyguards."

"Understood," Brother Long replied in a low voice.

Fan tucked the gun into his waistband, in the gap between his belt and jeans.

I also tried it out a few times, and rubbed my hands together to prevent slipping.

"Gail," Zhang Yuan called her again.

Gadot sighed. "You men are like children."

However, Vin Diesel lived up to his reputation; he definitely went too far.

They're investors too, doing this is foolish.

"Are you ready?"

"Are you ready?"

She went to the middle, looked at the two men, and repeated the routine she used when arm wrestling.

"Go!!!"

At his command, the two of them sprang into action.

Vin Diesel stared in Zhang Yuan's direction and reached for his gun.

With a single pull and a single finger, you win.

Bob Monden, an old man from Kansas City, Missouri.

This person set the world record for the fastest draw and fire of a gun.

0.21 seconds!
It only took 0.21 seconds to complete the three steps of drawing the gun, aiming, and firing, and hit the target 20 meters away with the revolver.

When faced with this kind of person, you don't even realize it before you find yourself already 1 year old.

But Vin Diesel is not Bob Monden.

He's just an actor who practices acting, and not even very well.

Unlike his older brother Schwarzenegger, who made a name for himself by building muscle.

Old Fan's physique and weight, coupled with his lack of martial arts training, resulted in low agility and speed.

He drew his gun and raised it, which would take at least a second.

This is enough!

Fan felt a blur before his eyes and heard two creaking sounds.

The sound came from the soles of Zhang Yuan's feet; it was the strange noise made by the rubber soles of his sneakers rubbing against the bar's floor tiles.

As soon as the sound began, he felt the figure in his vision turn gray.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yuan's clear and handsome features appeared before him.

Turn to the side, tilt your head.

Even though the other party was unarmed, he adopted a defensive stance.

The moment the other person raised their arm to draw their gun, his hand was already there!

His right hand moved with lightning speed, grabbing the other man's pistol in an instant.

At the same time, use your index finger to push hard towards the trigger.

During the filming of "Ip Man," there was a scene where Ip Man confronted Li Zhao, a policeman who would later become the translator who saved his life. Li Zhao mocked Ip Man, saying, "What era are we living in? Still practicing kung fu? Guns are the real weapon!"

He then pulled out a pistol and started playing with it.

Then Master Ye grabbed it and broke the pistol.

When this scene was filmed, it even had a bit of the feel of Fire Cloud Evil God.

Zhang Yuan also thought it was exaggerated.

But this one is for real!

When Ip Man was a policeman, he once performed kung fu at the police station, disarming someone with his bare hands and even breaking the magazine connecting rod of an old-fashioned revolver.

This scene, which is easily criticized, is actually true.

The most exciting part for the audience, "hitting ten," was fake.

Master Ye has sparred with people from the island nation, but he has never fought ten of them.

That's how it is with film and television works; many adaptations of true stories are easily criticized by audiences as being poorly made.

Because stories and works need logic and cannot exceed the scope of common sense for ordinary people.

But life is illogical, and things often happen that are beyond our comprehension.

What Zhang Yuan found ridiculous was that he encountered the same thing in real life right after finishing this role.

Indeed, art originates from life.

He used his index finger to push against the trigger, twisting and deforming the other person's index finger until it was forced out.

At the same time, he tightened his grip, squeezing the upper part of the gun like a pair of pliers, and then swung it forcefully.

He then snatched the empty gun.

Old Fan's finger was almost broken by him, ouch!

Zhang Yuan is soft-hearted and can't bear to see others suffer.

So he didn't stop. His free left hand climbed up the other person's shoulder, his palm forming an eagle claw, and then he forcefully pulled.

"Oh!"

The family member shouted something like Tom.

From his perspective, the gun disappeared the moment his fingers got cold.

At the same time, I felt a numbness in my shoulder, followed by excruciating pain!
Zhang Yuan dislocated his arm joints!

His right arm was dislocated at this time.

Teacher Ji Chunhua's Eagle Claw Kung Fu wasn't acquired for nothing.

After dislocating his arm, Zhang Yuan didn't stop there. He then proceeded to grab his right shoulder, right chest, and right abdomen.

Point a gun at me?

If I don't give you a good workout today, you really won't know what the legacy of Confucius and Mencius is!
"My arm!" Old Fan's forehead instantly broke out in sweat as he roared like an ox about to be slaughtered.

At this moment, his bodyguard was about to step forward when he was ambushed by Brother Long, who had already secretly moved to the other party's side after being reminded by Zhang Yuan.

One punch to the stomach, one punch to the back of the neck.

The 1.9-meter-tall polar bear instantly collapsed to the ground.

In a fight, striking first is extremely important.

Brother Long was a "red stick" in Hong Kong for a while; if he really wanted to kill someone, it would only take him two or three moves.

Li Lianjie said he had also learned "real kung fu," the kind that could kill people, and the more he learned, the more afraid he became.

I stopped learning it after that, afraid that I might actually hurt someone.

Because Lao Li's specialty is his incredible speed, especially when he was young.

Speed ​​gives you the advantage, and combined with deadly skills, it can truly kill someone instantly.

Authentic Mantis Boxing is also extremely ruthless. One move is to slap the eye, followed by a hand strike to the ear and a foot strike to the groin, and then... that's it.

Master Yu Hai knew how to play the real praying mantis, and Li Lianjie also learned from him.

There are no fancy moves, no flashy techniques; it's all aimed at killing you.

Brother Long held back, so the opponent was only dizzy.

A national Sanda champion, and he still resorts to sneak attacks—who can stand that?

But at this moment, Vin Diesel didn't care about his bodyguards; instead, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was filled with terror.

"My body."

"What's wrong with me?"

"I can't feel the right side of my body anymore!"

"what did you do to me?"

Vin Diesel opened his mouth wide, breathing frantically like a mandarin fish that had just been caught and pulled ashore.

He felt that Zhang Yuan had given him a stroke!

The entire right side of my body is numb and I have no feeling in it.

I can't feel the pain in my fingers or the pain from my dislocated arm anymore.

Zhang Yuan was kind-hearted and worried that he might be in too much pain.

So when I pinched his body just now, I not only used great force, but I also pinched his acupoints.

They cut off the signal to half of his body.

At this moment, Zhang Yuancai assumed the finishing stance of a set of Tongbei Quan (a style of Chinese martial arts).

Because the movements in the Tongbei recitation are large, it looks better.

He muttered to himself.

"Of all martial arts techniques, none are invincible except speed." As he spoke, he retracted the finger that was holding the pistol.

With a thud, the empty gun fell heavily to the ground.

"Fan, you've been wrong about one thing all along."

Zhang Yuan stepped forward and helped him straighten up.

"I don't need to be faster than a bullet."

"All I need to do is be faster than the person who fired the bullet."

The foreigners around were all terrified!

Zhang Yuan's figure flashed by, and before anyone could react, Vin Diesel was already yelling and his gun had been snatched away.

Is this a monster from the East?

He doesn't seem like someone who practices kung fu; he seems more like someone who practices sorcery.

Paul swallowed hard.

They were just playing with cars together...

I didn't expect him to be so fast at driving, but his movements were even faster!
Gadot was also startled and took two steps back.

She never expected that this seemingly sunny man, who always had a smile on his lips, would be so brutal.

I initially thought it was a battle between a lion and a wolf.

It now appears to be a battle of lions against lions.

Oh no.

It's a lion versus a dog.

Fan is like a drowned dog with its leg broken.

“Zhang, what did you do to him?” Paul mustered his courage before daring to ask.

Other white people didn't dare to approach him or help Vin Diesel.

They were terrified of being tainted by Zhang Yuan's "dark magic".

"A martial art that can temporarily render a person unconscious."

"It's called Sunflower Acupoint Finger."

Zhang Yuan said a high-class English name.

The translation is "Sunflower Acupuncture Technique"...

It's just a way to fool foreigners; they don't understand anyway.

Paul nodded vigorously when he saw the force with which Paul had pointed, “like the wind, like lightning.”

He believed it.

Amazing Chinese Kung Fu!
Other foreigners also believed it; they thought it was Asian magic.

"You'll be back to normal in five minutes," Zhang Yuan said, then helped Old Fan back to his booth.

Brother Long also helped the other party's bodyguard up.

The bodyguard was trained and in good physical condition; he has already regained consciousness.

At the same time, Vin Diesel also felt that half of his body was slowly regaining sensation.

God!

What the other party said is true.

Chinese Kung Fu is terrifying!

As soon as I regained consciousness, the pain of my dislocated right arm returned.

Seeing him frown and gasp, Zhang Yuan reached out and grabbed the other's arm, then, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, he pulled hard...

Click!

what! ! !
Old Fan screamed and instinctively pulled his arm away, then froze.

"My arm can move again?"

"It was broken just now."

Yes, once it's connected and reset, it can certainly move.

A foreigner dislocated his shoulder and needed surgery, but at Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, it only took 15 seconds...

Vin Diesel moved his shoulders, which were incredibly sore, but his movements were largely unaffected.

What a miracle doctor!
Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain.

The other party crippled him in an instant, but then restored him in the next instant.

Is this an angel or a devil?

The bodyguard, having recovered, was quite professional; seeing that his boss was alright, he went to pick up the gun from the ground.

But as soon as I picked it up and held it in my hand, I felt that the new gun was a bit loose.

Upon inspection, I pulled the sleeve and heard a crisp, subtle click.

Then the entire upper sleeve structure detached from the gun body.

The bodyguard stared wide-eyed at it; the internal connecting structure was broken.

It was broken off by external force!

Just now I was thinking about how I had been ambushed and would have to start all over again with that Chinese bodyguard.

He just punched me twice and I had to get my revenge.

He feels okay now; if he loses the spot, he loses it.

Life is more important!
The gun's been broken by human hands, what if they put that on my head...?

"Fan, what happened just now was just a game." Zhang Yuan looked at his family members who were too frightened to speak.

"Yes, I'm drunk..." the man quickly replied.

Paul just said he was drunk, but he hasn't responded yet.

Now, however, they are actively seeking a way out.

"Yes, of course you're drunk."

“Because if you were sober, you wouldn’t lay a hand on the film’s investor, the one who pays your salary, right?” Zhang Yuan said, glancing around.

Not a single foreign old man dared to meet his gaze; they all instinctively leaned back, as if avoiding the fiery flames of an evil dragon.

“Uh…yes.” Family member Xia paused for a moment, then quickly replied.

“Great, let’s chat again tomorrow after we’ve sobered up.”

Zhang Yuan patted his cheek with his palm, just like a boss caring for his younger brother.

He was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step, he looked down at his feet.

"Hmph, Western shoes are no good quality."

He was wearing shoes that were given to him when he was a spokesperson for Adidas.

There are too many; I haven't finished wearing them all.

Thinking that after becoming a spokesperson for Li-Ning, the brand wouldn't be able to be worn domestically, I felt I had to fulfill my responsibilities as a spokesperson.

So I quickly took advantage of the opportunity to wear it while I was abroad.

As soon as he said that, everyone looked at his feet.

Only then did I realize that the clover-patterned sneakers were coming unglued at the toe, practically falling apart.

This is……

The crew members then realized that Zhang Yuan had broken his shoes because he had started too fast!

Seeing this, even though they knew he was deliberately belittling Western brands, they dared not speak.

You should leave now; you're feeling too stifled.

Zhang Yuan then got started.

Just as the others breathed a sigh of relief, they saw the nemesis suddenly turn around, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Oh, right."

"Regarding what I said before, that Asians' penises are only the size of peanuts."

"Just kidding." Old Fan has learned to answer first now!
"It's okay, I think these rumors still need to be clarified."

After saying this, Zhang Yuan turned to face Jia Duo and stretched out his arm towards her.

"Would you like to come to my room with me and put an end to this rumor?"

Gadot raised her eyebrows, completely unprepared for the other party's sudden change of direction.

The murderous look he had just given was not his at all.

She's back to her usual sunny, cheerful, and flirtatious self.

"Sure!"

She tossed her long, wavy hair and reached out to take his hand.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Yuan, with the air of a victor, led the beauty away, leaving behind a mess, and left without a trace... (End of this chapter)