Chapter 65: The Flower Fist and the Showy Legs of Tan Qingqing

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  Zhang Wenzhong actually just wanted to make Yang Yi fall in front of everyone, and slightly punish him. Even he did not expect that things would develop like this afterwards.

  Watching Yang Yi being dragged out of the villa by that tall and straight-suited man, Zhang Wen Zhong was as shocked as everyone else around him.

  Just then, a girl walked up in front of him.

  The ladies present here today, regardless of age, are all dressed very formally, with elegant and dignified makeup. However, the girl who appeared in front of Zhang Wen-zhong at this moment was dressed casually. She wore a light pink tank top on her upper body and blue hot pants on her lower body, with a pair of sports-style flat-soled shoes on her feet, without socks, revealing her slender and beautiful legs unreservedly to the crowd.

  Her legs are just right, neither too fat nor too thin. If they were a bit thicker, they would be considered chubby; if they were a bit thinner, they would be considered skinny. The curve and length of her legs are also at the golden ratio point. Her legs are even more attractive than those of many professional leg models.

  "Hi, Mr. Zhang, we meet again." The girl stood in front of Zhang Wen-zhong with a smile, waving at him.

  "Who are you?" Zhang Wenzhong furrowed his brow as he looked at the girl. He couldn't recall if he had ever seen her before.

  "How could this be? You've forgotten me so quickly?" The girl let out a snort, suddenly stood up straight, and with a 'slap' sound, raised her hand to give Zhang Wen a salute, laughing as she said: "How about it, do you still remember me?"

  Seeing her action, Zhang Wen Zhong immediately remembered her identity and smiled, saying: "So it's you, the police flower from last night. I'm really sorry, last night because of the dim light, I couldn't see your face clearly, so I didn't recognize you at first glance. Moreover, you're wearing casual clothes today. This youthful beauty is a completely different style compared to yesterday's heroic and elegant appearance."

  "You're quite the sweet talker, aren't you?" The girl chuckled and stretched out her right hand towards Zhang WenZhong, saying: "Come on, let's get acquainted. My name is Tan QingQing, I'm from the municipal criminal police team, but recently I've been seconded to the municipal traffic police team."

  "Hello, I'm Zhang Wen Zhong. I work at the hospital within Yong Cheng University." Zhang Wen Zhong smiled as he introduced himself and lightly shook hands with the girl's soft palm.

  After shaking hands, Zhang Wen-zhong smiled and said: "The strong man who just dragged Yang Yi out should be your friend, right?"

  "Hmm, he's my brother." Tan Qingqing said bluntly with a mischievous grin: "That guy named Yang Yi is like a piece of sticky candy, always clinging to You Jia. I've disliked him for a long time. Just now when I saw him coming over to bother you, I had my brother take care of him. But unexpectedly, he suddenly knelt down, and it's lucky that my older brother has great acting skills, actually thinking to pretend to be gay. Haha, I really admire him."

  "Is your brother going to drag Yang Yi out and expose his true nature?" Zhang Wen Zhong asked curiously.

  Tan Qingqi burst out laughing, coughing while saying: "How is that possible? Even if my brother agrees, my sister-in-law won't agree. In my estimation, my brother just took Yang Yi out to teach him a lesson."

  After laughing for a while, Tan Qingqing suddenly said: "I didn't realize it before, Mr. Zhang is actually a master's son."

  "What? What's with the 'practicing family'?" Zhang Wenzhong asked, slightly stunned and puzzled.

  Tan Qingqing said discontentedly, "How, are you still pretending with me? I saw what happened just now. The way you played the stone just now should be the 'Fei Hua Zhai Ye' technique in Ming Qi Si Jue, right? Although it hasn't reached the level of 'Fei Hua Zhai Ye Yi Shang Ren', it's still a small achievement. At least when it comes to recognizing and hitting acupoints, I'm inferior to you."

  "I'm not a martial arts master." Zhang Wenzhong shook his head and said. He wasn't lying either, he had been cultivating his own medical skills with the "Heart Sutra of Medical Judgment", which was a method for achieving immortality through self-cultivation, and it was on a completely different level compared to ordinary martial arts. Although he had also practiced some martial arts for self-defense, he didn't consider himself a master of martial arts.

  Tan Qingqing's left foot suddenly took a small half-step forward, and then her right foot lifted off the ground, whipping towards Zhang Wenzhong's left waist like lightning.

  Zhang Wenzhong did not expect Tan Qingqing to make a sudden move, but his reaction was also very quick. His left hand hastily dropped to his waist, with five fingers slightly open, just in time to meet the five acupoints on Tan Qingqing's ankle. As a result, it seemed as if Tan Qingqing had voluntarily delivered her own acupoints into Zhang Wenzhong's hands, allowing him to grasp them at will.

  Tan Qingqing's leg technique was also practiced to perfection, she suddenly stopped, and stiffly stopped her right foot in mid-air, just a fist away from Zhang Wenzhong's slightly open left hand.

  "You're not a practitioner's child? With this kind of reaction, and such precise skill in hitting the acupoints, if you weren't a practitioner's child, I wouldn't believe it even if you told me a million times." Tan Qingqing withdrew her right foot, saying with a smile.

  Zhang Wenzhong helplessly shrugged his shoulders and bitterly smiled, saying: "Although I've also practiced a few moves, I really am not a martial arts practitioner, nor am I the descendant of a martial arts family as you said."

  Tan Qingqing tapped her right foot lightly on the ground twice, and smiled: "Alright, regardless of whether you're a martial artist or not, and regardless of whether you're a disciple of a martial arts family or not, since you've practiced some kung fu, then come and exchange moves with me. A good opponent is hard to find, I haven't found one who's evenly matched with me in years."

  Zhang Wenzhong actually also wanted to find a good opponent to test his current strength. However, this place today is really not a good spot for a fight, so he could only shake his head and decline: "I also want to exchange blows with Miss Tan, but today is Mr. You Jia's birthday, and having a fight here would be somewhat inappropriate, let's do it another day."

  Tang Qingqing said, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. The longevity banquet hasn't started yet, and there's still some time left, which is enough for us to have a tryout. Moreover, this place is relatively secluded, those so-called upper-class people will only gather together to discuss business or official matters, they won't come here. So, as long as we don't make too much noise, no one will notice."

  Zhang Wenzhong still felt it was not quite right, and just as he wanted to refuse, Tan Qingqing's right foot had already risen high, this time actually whipping towards Zhang Wenzhong's head.

  "Tan legs?"

  "You've got a good eye for this! Today, I'll let you experience the authentic Tan family leg technique!"

  Tan Qingqing's legwork was extremely fast, and in the time it took to speak, she had already kicked out several feet towards Zhang Wenzhong.

  A horse gallops out with a whip, a ghost pulls a drill in a cross shape, two lions play with water, and a dragon is captured to seize the jade belt...

  The twelve roads of Tan's legs came in a continuous stream, like a strong wind and sudden rain attacking Zhang Wen-zhong, but were all dodged or blocked by Zhang Wen-zhong.

  Just as Tan Qingqing was about to kick out again, Zhang Wenzhong hastily stepped forward and reached her body, his left hand grasping her right leg and his right foot hooking her left leg.

  "Don't think that just because you've got my feet tied up, I'll surrender. The Tans may be famous for their legs, but our fists aren't bad either." Tan Qingqing said, clenching her fists and preparing to strike Zhang Wen's chest.

  Zhang Wen-zhong's right hand pressed down, blocking Tan Qing-qing's incoming double fists. Not only that, but his elbow muscles tensed up and suddenly jerked, causing Tan Qing-qing's hands to tremble as if pricked by a needle. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, losing her balance and about to fall backwards.

  "Be careful." Zhang Wen Zhong's right hand hastily stretched out and wrapped around her slender waist, preventing her from falling.

  "Thank you." Tan Qingqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but her pretty face suddenly turned red again.

  The two people's appearance at this moment is really too ambiguous.

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