Evil Awe-Inspiring

I guess from Siro's age that his parents should have been born in the 1950s. At that time, people across the country were regarded as idols, so it was normal for Silo's father to hold this vinyl record.

Just in a foreign country, listening to the chairman ’s poems ringing through the streets of the capitalist world, there is a feeling of excitement that is difficult to describe ...

Suddenly I had a crazy idea. If I had the opportunity to go to the United States, I heard that people are allowed to demonstrate in front of the White House in Washington, as long as the procedures are legal ... Then one day, I really want to carry a record player to the White House , And point the trumpet at the window of the White House for a day of poetry! Let the poems of the great revolutionary leaders ring through the core of this capitalist hegemonic power!

The young people are crazy. I talked to Siro about this idea casually. He was also a little excited, and he repeatedly agreed. That's it, this guy and I soon got to know each other.

This place of Yaye is very good ... I can't say that it is good. I always feel that the atmosphere here is like the state-owned enterprises of the country 20 years ago, or like the military.

Everyone stayed in the house and had a big pot of rice.

In the evening, Siro took me to the "canteen".

I was a little funny when I heard the word.

canteen!

This word is rarely even heard in China now. Even some large old state-owned enterprises or colleges and universities have been renamed restaurants.

The cafeteria here is actually a large warehouse modified with rows of tables, chairs, and stools. Everyone holds a plastic plate in their hands and goes to the window to cook food.

The food was good too, the pork meatballs stewed with Chinese cabbage, the rice was still a little hard, but I was very satisfied. I saw Yao Ye eating here, but I didn't see Qi Shu. Uncle Qi does not seem to know where he went.

Yaye sits at a round table in the front. There are five or six people at that table. They are all about the same age as Yaye. For men in their fifties, they whispered something while eating, and Yaye's expression was a little serious, and his expression was a little gloomy.

The other people, all wearing work clothes in the garage, walked past Yaye's table with a plate and were subconsciously afraid to make trouble.

I can see that the respect that these people have for Yaye is sincere!

I waited for two days. Stayed here for two days. But Yaye never looked for me again.

These two days I was arranged to wash my car in the garage. My job is to carry a bucket of water, and then rinse each car.

I talked in the morning in the morning, and the work ended at three in the afternoon. After that, I went to the underground gym with Xiluo to exercise.

It can be said that when I came here for the first time, I felt very at ease. The atmosphere here was very good, and I found a way to find the organization. Found the feeling of home.

But after two days, I was a little depressed.

because! I did n’t come to Canada to wash my car!

I don't know how he wants to arrange me and what he wants me to do. But I am at least sure of my own thoughts. I crossed the Pacific Ocean thousands of miles and came over the sea, not just to be a little car washer!

I started to feel a little depressed. But only in the afternoon when they practiced with Siro, I was a little happier.

These rough guys around. All are good people! Working out with them every day, occasionally playing two games with gloves and hoods, sweating out, and then a dozen men showering naked together, this feeling is very happy.

However, Siro asked me about boxing, and I hesitated for a while, and told him that my punch was a killing of the teacher. It cannot be easily taught to others. This is not my stinginess, but I cannot break Master's rules.

Siro was a little disappointed, but just a moment later. I ca n’t teach him that heavy hand, but I can still teach him some traditional martial arts. This kid has a lot of sports talent, the flexibility and coordination of the body is great, and he is willing to endure hardships. Even when I taught him Zama in the beginning, I just started to scream a few bitters, and then clenched his teeth!

The other guys looked at each other with laughter, but only those young people laughed. Some older people, more than thirty or forty, didn't laugh. I can see that these people have eyesight and know that this is real kung fu.

The days passed so heartlessly. After a week, Yaye still didn't find me.

And these past few days, I can't even see Yaye. He is no longer in the cafeteria ... I even wonder if he has forgotten me. I treat my daily work as a vent ... even as a fist! When I was practicing boxing with those guys, my shots became more and more irritable.

"by!"

With a side gift, my legs swept past like a whirlwind. Although Siro had raised his arms to protect his chest, I still swept to the ground with one foot. Can't help but curse, then lie on the ground panting, "You're crazy! Why are you like gunpowder these two days?"

I gritted my teeth and threw away the gloves, and then I reached over and pulled him up.

I feel a fire in my heart! These two days have been burning in my heart, it makes people feel uncomfortable! I'm going crazy!

I raised Silo without saying a word, and then shook his head to signal that he was not going to fight.

I don't think I'm in the right mood and keep fighting, I'm afraid to hurt Siro.

To be honest, one week's delicious and delicious, I feel my body has basically recovered completely. And this week I exercise every day ... You know, when I was in China, there were too many days of stability and it was a long time since I practiced!

With a somber expression on my face, I slowly walked to the corner. A brother was holding a sandbag and hit me. I went to his side and patted him, begging him to let it go. He glanced back at me, and immediately backed away.

I have played a few punches with these brothers this week. Except for two or three old guys and Siro, who can fight with me for a while, basically no one else can pass me. Now these people look at me differently than when they first arrived.

I hugged the sandbag, fixed it so that it would not shake, and then slowly backed up, one step, two steps, three steps.

I took a deep breath and then did two action preparations in place.

At this time, everyone around me could see what action I might take. Some people stopped their movements and looked at me.

I took a few deep breaths, then suddenly exhaled and exhaled, and stopped drinking! Then I hurried towards the sandbag, and when I was about two or three steps away, I kicked the ground under my feet!

I bounced all over, then in midair, twisted my waist, raised my leg and turned a side kick!

The muffled sound spread through the entire underground gym almost immediately, and then saw the sandbag shake suddenly, and flew out with a click!

The rope hanging from above jumped and broke, and the sandbag hit the corner of the wall heavily. The whole outer leather burst and the gravel inside was sprinkled all over the floor!

"!" Siro was exclaimed first, and then everyone in the audience was taking a cool breath. I heard someone sigh softly: "Damn, is this kid still human? Damn, he is the reincarnation of Bruce Lee ..."

In addition, someone laughed and scolded: "Stupid, this is real kung fu! Our old ancestor's stuff!"

After Siro screamed, he stared straight at me, watching me gasp, and the muscles on his face were beating.

At this time, our boss, the oldest middle-aged person, came over and patted Siro in the back, and then said to him, "Little Five is not in the right mood for these two days. Don't practice with him Be careful, hurt yourself. "

After taking a shower, Siro and I returned to the room for dinner. Siro suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "Fuck, yes, there is a battle report tonight! Look!"

"What battle report?" I froze.

Shilo shook his head: "Did you not hear what they were chatting during dinner? We had a fight with the Vietnamese!"

I shook my head. I was so depressed when I patronized a meal. Where can I still listen to them?

Siro has turned on that very worn-out TV and it's still color! He then tuned to a channel and saw a female announcer who seemed to be Asian to broadcast the news.

What surprised me is that UU reads www.uukanshu. com said that she was actually Chinese in Chinese and Siro explained with a smile: "This is Vancouver! A quarter of Vancouver's population is Asian, of which Chinese are the majority, so there are Chinese TV shows and Chinese newspapers! "

I nodded.

Siro stopped talking to me and watched the TV intently. Then he exclaimed excitedly, "Here comes!"

"... News from this station ..." The female announcer on TV reported in a serious tone: "In the early hours of this morning, a vicious shooting and murder occurred at a gas station in Donghaisteen, our city! Two Asian men were Suddenly he was shot by an unknown gunman while he was parked.

According to witnesses from gas station supermarket staff, the two victims were stopping to refuel at the time, and the gunmen appeared from both sides at the same time, without any conversation between the two parties. They immediately fired several shots at the victim with a pistol and then drove the victim. The car quickly fled the scene! In addition, according to the latest news, the two victims have already died while being sent to the hospital for rescue. The identities of the victims have been verified. They have been confirmed that they do not have any legal identity.

At present, the police have expressed suspicion that this shooting case is related to triad vendetta ... "