Chapter 35 Little Zhuge (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Cannon Fist, belonging to Fire, is an opening and closing movement within the human body. When closed, it's like filling a cannon barrel with gunpowder in ancient times; when opened, it's like firing the cannon, causing the gunpowder inside the barrel to explode, propelling the cannonball out instantly, with the most intense and fierce nature.

  In the abdomen, it belongs to the Heart (in Traditional Chinese Medicine, the Heart is in charge of the spirit and belongs to Fire), and in Xingyiquan, it's referred to as Cannon. This is what people mean by "Cannon Fist" being like a cannon belonging to Fire.

  When its energy flows smoothly, the heart is empty and spiritual (able to respond to all things). When its energy doesn't flow smoothly, the heart becomes dull and confused, and the person will inevitably become foolish.

  When the fist moves smoothly, the body feels comfortable and relaxed. When the fist doesn't move smoothly, the four limbs lose harmony, and the explosive power of the fist is lost in harmony.

  Because Nai Gang made a cannon fist, Lao Shi thought of some moves in the cannon fist. Zhao Long practiced alone here for one night, but he used his right arm to exert force and only used his left arm to practice moves, not daring to use it to exert force easily.

  Although the old man thought of some things about this cannon fist, the actual transmitted moves were not many, mainly focusing on skills and power release, eliminating many useless moves and changes, making it more vigorous and powerful.

  After practicing all night, Zhao Long ran back to his residence like those who got up early for exercise. At this time, the people on Shuguang Tenth Street had already gone to work, so it was particularly quiet. When he arrived at the room, he found that Fatso was still sleeping. Zhao Long directly wetted a towel and threw it onto his face.

  "Hmm...hmm..." Fatzi suddenly sat up, shaking his head and waving his hand: "No way...really can't take it anymore, can't drink anymore..."

  "Take this!" Zhao Long directly gave the fatty a slap, then dragged him to the courtyard and turned on the faucet to splash water on him.

  "Ah, boss, how did I end up here? I remember going to that One-Piece Abalone place yesterday. And this time our manager really splurged. Ah, why does my whole body ache? My head... and my face..." Fatty excitedly said, only to realize something was off, and upon taking a glance in the mirror, he immediately looked like he had seen a ghost.

  "Don't tell anyone you know me" Zhao Long was so angry he wanted to kick the fatty flying, but he had actually forgotten what happened last night. After asking for half a day, he only vaguely remembered bumping into a woman, who was very arrogant, and then couldn't remember anything else.

  "You're really talented." Zhao Long admired Fatso even more: "If you died, you'd definitely be a wronged ghost, without even knowing how you died."

  According to Pangzi, they were just eating on the second floor. He was obviously drunk and didn't know how he ran to the seventh floor of Yipin Abalone.

  "It's all over, it's all over, at this point, I'm definitely going to be deducted from my bonus again. Boss, I have to go to the company first, do you have any money to lend me? This time it seems like I'll have to lose money again. I'll just take a taxi directly." The fat man had an expression as if he was cutting his own flesh.

  "Where are you going, it's hard for you to even take a taxi with this body, hurry up and lose some weight. And that company of yours, if you keep going like this, you'll really be dead soon. Don't bother with the company's affairs for now, just quit later, I'm planning to open a store recently and I happen to need someone to run errands, come help me out." Zhao Long kicked Fatso's body off the ground by several centimeters and took several steps forward before stopping.

  Pangzi is doing a job that he's clear about, which is to use his body to fight, usually running errands and drinking. In the past, he had the heart but not the strength, but now it's different, he has the ability to take care of his own brother. Although Pangzi doesn't understand antiques, having a store still needs someone to watch over it. Later on, if they make more money, they can hire a few people who are experts in the field and have Pangzi run errands and collect money, which is still not a problem.

  "Really." Fatso immediately went crazy with joy, didn't even ask Zhao Long what he was doing, and immediately agreed: "Great, I knew this day would come, Boss you really live up to my expectations. Good, from now on I'll follow you to expand our territory, in the future you can be Liu Bang and I'll be your Zhang Liang."

  "Have you ever seen a Zhang Liang as fat as you? Go eat something first, then move your stuff here." Zhao Long picked up his single-shoulder bag and walked out.

  Chubby happily followed up, and when he walked out the door, his brain suddenly moved. With his weight, the big guy lightly kicked him off the ground with one foot, and his butt didn't even feel sore yet. How did the big guy do it? It's too unbelievable that someone can kick himself with just one light kick.

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  "Ouyang Shixiong, Bai Sheng and Shi Dajun have all fallen here, how can Jiang Yan still be around?" From the Cultural Antiques Street, they walked to Jingu Street again, where it was still bustling with people flowing in continuously. At this time, Zhang Siyu wore casual clothes, wearing a travel agency's sun hat on his head, speaking softly to Ouyang Fengchuan beside him.

  Ouyang Fengchuan wore a French luxury casual wear that most people wouldn't recognize even if they saw the logo, holding a professional-grade camera and taking photos from time to time.

  "They've been here for a long time, and there are many things to be found here. I've studied Jiang Yan, he's already at the level of a martial arts master, with rich combat experience, his moves are ruthless, ordinary two or three martial artists aren't his match. Moreover, this person has a strong vengeful heart, do as I say and spread the news about Zhao Long being caught by Shi Da Jun and Bai Sheng, he'll likely go after that Zhao Long for revenge. That Zhao Long often comes here recently, so the possibility of Jiang Yan appearing is also very high."

  Ouyang Fengchuan said with a light push of his glasses, "In the heart of that kind of person, we are cats and he is a mouse. Cats catching mice is a matter of course, unless he becomes strong enough. But if the situation were reversed, and the one caught was not a cat but an ordinary person, someone he thinks is even weaker than a mouse, like Xiaochuan, he would take revenge. At the same time, it's also to assert his dominance. He can't confront us directly, so he'll express his inner anger through this method."

  "No way." Zhang Siyu slightly furrowed his brow and firmly shook his head: "That Zhao Long is somewhat unpleasant, but we can't leak out his information, even more so without his knowledge. Even if it's really necessary, we must get his consent first. Later on, we'll also need to send more people to ensure his safety."

  "Hmm..." Ouyang Fengchuan casually took a photo, and then pushed his glasses again: "I knew you'd say that, but if we do it that way, it's likely to be seen through, and it won't have the effect we want. Fortunately, based on my analysis, as well as the interrogation of Shi Dajun after he was caught, Jiang Yan should have been nearby that day, so he probably already knows about the situation. So, even if he finds out, he'll still go look for Zhao Long. Of course, he won't easily go find Zhao Long, he'll make his move in a place he's familiar with."

  "Don't even think about telling Zhao Long to hide, he can hide for a while, but not forever. If we can't catch Jiang Yan this time, he'll escape and maybe one year, three years or five years later, he'll come back for revenge. By then, we won't be able to stay by Zhao Long's side to protect him. You'd be putting him in harm's way if you tell him." Seeing Zhang Siyu about to take out her phone, Xiao Ke Nan Ouyang Fengchuan confidently spoke up, dispelling Zhang Siyu's intention, and pushed his glasses up with a smile.

  "Don't worry, I'll take care of it personally. Everything is under my control. I've already had my men keep an eye on that Zhao Long guy, so we can know his whereabouts at any time and also ensure his safety." Little Conan Ouyang Fengchuan said with utmost confidence, just as he saw a few beautiful women speaking French, he walked up to them smiling and struck up a conversation. Before long, those women had become quite familiar with him, and they even took photos together. However, Zhang Siyu standing aside was holding her phone, distracted, still hesitating in her heart, pondering Ouyang Fengchuan's words.