Evil Awe-Inspiring

"... a punch ... a punch in the sandbag!"

Someone whispered in the back, I turned around, and many people's faces carried the surprise I expected. The expression on my face was very indifferent, I bent down and picked up the gloves on the ground, then walked over slowly and gave it back to the young man.

His eyes were staring at me, and suddenly a word came out of his mouth.

"You can make such a heavy punch without warming up?"

His words immediately reminded the others, and as a result, the expression of surprise on everyone's faces was deepened.

Everyone who has ever punched knows that punching heavy punches is about skill. If you do a more detailed statistic, you will find that in all professional boxing matches, ordinary boxers often use heavy boxing to knock down their opponents, and they are rarely in the first round.

why? Because in the first round, the boxers were testing each other. What's more important is to move your body and adjust your best state, strength, and speed.

Only when you are physically active can you make the most powerful punches in the best state!

This analogy, in the professional basketball game, the average player has to wait a few shots to find the best feel, is a reason.

And I used the principles of Chinese martial arts. When I punched, I mobilized the strength of the whole body. The waist and legs actually exerted strength at the same time. Watching me punch the sandbag, the strength of the body that night.

The young man stared at me, his eyes were no longer so cold, but with a little moxibustion! Slowly took over the gloves. I glanced at it, and a strange gaze flashed in my eyes. He just threw it to the ground and gritted his teeth, "I won't bring this thing in the future."

"Hahaha ..." The eighth grandfather who stood behind Nanchang suddenly laughed aloud, came over and patted me on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Little five. The boxing skills are well practiced, and I have a little skill! Um ... I am The melancholy angel hit his hand to understand why the fat man introduced you. Your boxing skills are good. I will find someone to teach you to practice firearms. You will be a good horse in the future! "

Honestly. There was a hint of blankness in my heart. More of a bit ...

Well, it's a little bit unpleasant.

A good horse?

I understand, presumably that I will be a very powerful thug, or a very powerful leader.

However, do I still have to rely on kung fu, fight and fight, and eat on these mixed rice?

This is the case at home and abroad. Still like this?

I didn't show it on my face. After all, it was because I had just arrived and I was unfamiliar in life. I could not make any demands. At least now I can get here ... This is what I need most.

Let's take a look first.

Then Yaye came to someone. It was a middle-aged person in this group. He looked very stable: "Give him a room." Then he looked at me: "Little five, you are here with me first Stay. "

He did not say what will happen next. I didn't ask, just nodded.

The melancholy angel hitting the middle-aged man seems to be the leader of this group of guys here. He is very big and very majestic. When he looks at the walking posture, the army has been there. He looked at me with a little admiration and smiled: "Young man, come with me. Find a place for you to live ... Siro, he will live with you."

As he shouted, I heard a slightly surprised voice: "Huh? OK!"

I glanced at it so coincidentally that it was exactly this young man who was still staring at the sandbag beaten by me.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and grinned grinning, "Yes, do you have any questions?"

I scratched my head and smiled bitterly: "Hmm ... yes yes ... when do I eat? I'm hungry. Don't tell me, I just jumped off the boat. I landed two hours ago and was at sea It has been floating for more than half a month, and my feet are still weak! "

My remarks made everyone laugh.

The atmosphere here is good. These are all very rough guys. Everybody laughed for a while and came up to say hello to me and expressed their welcome to join. And Yaye has left.

Saying hello to a dozen people, I couldn't remember those names at once, just remembering the name of the young man who was about to live with me. His name was Siro, a strange name.

Then I finally ate the food.

A large bowl of rice, covered with two large chunks of fatty braised pork. It is fat, thin, and greasy. It is full of oil with a bite, and the meat is fragrant between the teeth! There are also a few green vegetables that are fried.

The rice is a bit hard and the dishes are a little bit light, but I eat very sweet.

I was right next to this gym, sitting on the floor casually, swallowing with a bowl and chopsticks.

As I ate, I couldn't help crying.

Good day!

I drink rainwater and sea breeze at sea, and I think I'm dead many times. Now, E can still let me eat the white rice and the braised pork ...

I did n’t waste a bowl of rice. After I finished eating, I could n’t wait to lick the plate. The bowl was slammed by me, and there was no rice grain left.

The middle-aged man looked at me and couldn't help but sigh: "Fuck, you look pretty, how can you eat better than a tiger?"

I smiled bitterly: "I've been hungry for several days, and there is no oil in my stomach ..." Then I was embarrassed and asked him: "Anything else?"

"Nothing." The middle-aged person apologized: "There is nothing in the kitchen, and the rice bowls have not been prepared yet. This is the rest of the noon. You pad it first, and you will be full at night!"

I stood up with a smile, returned the bowl to him, and patted my belly, sighing: "Bum, belly, we two can't think of a day to eat rice!"

The middle-aged man was a little puzzled, and looked at me with an unpleasant expression, and couldn't help frowning: "Is the jetty so hard now? There's nothing to eat on the boat?"

I shook my head: "I don't know. I just met a pirate halfway through, and then I put on a life-saving log and floated for two or three days without eating."

Having said that, I thought of Xiaofeng ... I thought of this strange woman, and I couldn't help feeling a soreness in my heart, and couldn't help but look sad for a while.

Middle-aged people want to ask more. The Sirona had packed his stuff and came over. He put on his coat and pants, and was working clothes for the garage, but it was clean: "Let's go. I'll take you to where I live."

I followed Siro. I walked through the garage to the outside and found out that the original property of Yaye in this garage.

It is said to be the largest Chinese car repair yard in Vancouver, and everyone here is ...

Eat and wear. Basically, Yeye has all been contracted. Yeye ’s opponents are very good. Siro joked: "Your salary can be saved! Usually you don't need to spend a penny. But ... Of course, if you are looking for a woman, You have to pay for it yourself. "

Pause. He hesitated for a while and looked at me: "You are new here, and I can take you around, um, there is nothing near here, it is relatively remote, there is no bustling commercial area ... but if you are looking for a woman .You can go to Hastings Street, of course, there are prostitutes too! "Look at me. There was a smile on his face: "Are you looking for a woman?"

"Thank you, I don't need a woman." I politely vetoed, then hesitated: "Is there a supermarket nearby? I want to buy cigarettes."

Siro immediately took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to me. I took a look and it turned out to be Hongta Mountain! It's rare to see this stuff abroad!

"The foreigner's cigarettes are mixed. We are not used to smoking. This is still good. I brought it from China and found the private goods brought by the crew. You can take it first."

I took it with a smile.

When he talked about the crew, he didn't know why. I immediately thought of the lovely bastard, who took my two packs of dollars, Captain Wick.

I live with Siro.

We live next to the garage, a small building facing the street.

As soon as I entered this small building, I immediately felt a little kind ... really!

It's like a dormitory in a school or factory in China. There are three floors in total, and each floor is a long corridor with many rooms on both sides.

"A brother in my room went to Toronto and it's vacant now, so you live." Siro seemed to be very enthusiastic about me ... I guess it might be the effect of my punch.

There was nothing to say in the room. It was messy, dirty, there were cigarette butts in the corners, underwear and underwear were placed on the sofa ... and it was very dirty.

The room is not large, two people sleep in one room, two beds. A small living room outside. There are a few dumbbells and a very worn TV.

To my surprise, there is actually an old record player here!

It's the old-fashioned one for vinyl records! !!

I took a look at Siro in surprise, and he smiled, exposing a white tooth that had not been yellowed by tobacco: "This is mine, I like this thing."

I put my bag on my bed, and I didn't pack anything, anyway, I had nothing to pack.

It was interesting to watch Siro fiddle with his record player. I said, "Do you really like this thing? Now young people are listening to MP4, who still uses this."

Siro suddenly looked a little serious, gave me a deep look and said in a low tone: "This ... this is the only thing my parents left me! This is my father's, his favorite during his lifetime."

"You ... are you from China? Or are you ..."

"I was born in a native place." Siro smiled. He was a handsome, tall, fair, handsome man, but with a gloomy look: "My father came to Canada with the eighth father, but he died early. "

I didn't speak.

Silo smiled brightly, and suddenly blinked: "Want to hear something interesting?"

"Ok?"

He pulled out a vinyl record, and I looked at the cover of the skin, which was weird, colorful, and bright. He had adjusted the horns, then pushed open the window and pointed the recorder's horn towards the street outside the window!

Turned the sound to the highest again! !!

After a while ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The record player's speakers are playing vigorous music!

Then a very sweet and full baritone began to recite in a tone full of infinite affection ...

"Qinyuanchun * Snow

Northern scenery

Thousands of miles frozen

Wanli Xuepiao

...

... "

I'm choked!

I rely!

This is actually an antique soundtrack recitation! !!

So, on this sunny afternoon, the streets of Vancouver's "capitalist world" resounded ...