Chapter 403 Flask Bar
After returning to Wuyi College, Chen Chuan prepared to have a good rest for a few days. He had no plans to live in the house now. After all, it was very convenient to do anything in Wuyi.
Especially Hongfu's sparring partner, which cannot be found anywhere else. This kind of service can only be purchased in Wuyi. Once you leave Wuyi, you can no longer enjoy it unless you are a teacher in the academy.
So he was thinking, if he finishes his studies, should he also get the identity of a college teacher? At the moment, it seems that this is difficult, but there is no rush, he can think about it later.
After temporarily relaxing and having a good sleep, he woke up the next day and found that the past memories left to him by his parents in this life had once again emerged in his dream last night.
He thought back, and in his memory, he was practicing boxing, and the boxing method was very familiar, it was the regular free-hand fighting that he often used in the past.
But there is another feeling when fighting, soft yet strong, smooth transitions, and some places that need to burst out are powerful without losing strength, it is obvious that he has reached a certain level.
This should be my mother practicing boxing, but judging from the strength of her moves, it seems to be almost the second limit of performance.
These memories don't seem to follow a chronological order, but rather jump around. This one seems to be before I met the woman I met before. At this time, my mother seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.
For students who normally graduate from Wuyi College, if they are A-grade students, the upper-middle level is almost this limit, and even those recommended students rarely have exceptions.
But he had an inexplicable feeling, as if this memory was reserved for him specifically, as if it was... teaching him boxing?
Although his own limits have long exceeded this level, it must be said that this set of boxing techniques still inspired him, especially the indomitable and infinite fighting spirit contained in each move, which is very worth recalling.
While experiencing it, he unconsciously forgot everything else and immersed himself in it. When he came to his senses, he found that he had already followed the boxing technique.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think that if he had been injected with these medicines before reading Wu Yi, he might be able to experience these things directly and get started quickly.
He had tried searching for a related memory drug the previous time, but it seemed like nothing existed on the market. So it was likely extremely rare, or perhaps had some special conditions, otherwise it would have already flooded Wuyi College and various government agencies.
As I was thinking about this, my perspective moved in front of a heroic woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a single ponytail hanging down to her heels.
When I was practicing boxing just now, this woman was watching from a distance, but I felt okay at first. When I got closer, I found that this woman was very tall and I needed to tilt my head back to talk.
Based on the comparison of objects in memory, this woman was at least two meters and two inches tall, perhaps even taller, but her body proportions were very good, so there was no sense of abnormality from a distance.
And after getting closer, he could clearly see that the other person had a strong power in his limbs, and the abundant vitality was transmitted without any concealment.
He thought about it and felt that this person should be the teacher of his mother. It seemed that they had a good relationship.
In his opinion, his mother had already practiced this set of boxing very well, but the teacher seemed unsatisfied and pointed out a few key points on the spot, which were basically about the connection between boxing techniques and some force operation.
Chen Chuan listened and compared it with what he had just practiced, thinking deeply.
From his point of view, these small details are actually dispensable. You can pay attention to them or ignore them. After all, in a real battle, there are only a few moves that can be used. It is enough to practice some of them until the key points.
However, the purpose of these instructions was not to improve combat effectiveness, but to make the use of energy more comfortable and coherent. He could taste a feeling from them, that is, leaving no "gaps".
The so-called "gap" is actually something that is difficult to describe in words. It is to allow the fighter to use his strength to circulate perfectly when attacking, without any loopholes.
In fact, there is no absolute perfection and flawlessness, so this is just one's own explanation and a kind of sincerity to oneself.
This should be a fighting concept, and it requires long-term practice. It will probably take a very long time to produce results, and it may be of no use in a lifetime.
He realized that this might be a certain fighting style, and it was teaching the real thing.
However, these do not involve core skills, so it doesn’t matter if they are spread out. If they are learned, the school itself will be more popular because their own ideas will be spread out.
"Interesting."
Chen Chuan felt that these were somewhat inspiring to him as well. He vaguely realized that a true fighter, regardless of strength, seemed to have his own ideas in this regard.
This may be a kind of persistence, or perhaps a necessity to fight against certain existence?
And leaving that aside, this belief may not be useful in the early stages, but when practiced deeply, perhaps unique skills that are consistent with the belief will be born?
This is where the memory ends.
After finishing his recollection, he stood up, washed up, and then searched for a certain location on the internet and found it quickly.
This was the address Lu Ke had left with Nian Fuli over the phone. After returning to the academy after the holiday, he had no time to go there due to a series of things. Now he can go there and take a look.
He also didn't know how the implant repair was going in Teacher Yu's place, but if there was anything he needed, he believed he was capable of helping.
After changing into casual clothes, he went downstairs, drove his Gard car out of Wuyi College, and followed the address shown on the ID card.
This place is located on the edge of Hongsheng District, near an oil refinery. He drove for more than half an hour to get here, and finally found the "Flask Bar" mentioned on the address on an open street. The sign was very distinctive, it was a huge glass bottle that kept dripping wine or oil.
From Jie Ping's perspective, the liquid splashed with colorful light under his feet, like raindrops falling in neon lights on a rainy night, and flowed in a circle on the ground in front of the bar, forming a belt of flames.
He walked down from above and stepped over the flame belt. When he pushed open the door, the flame belt behind him also popped up, which was quite a feeling.
Once inside, he looked around and saw that the interior decoration seemed to be a mixture of various styles. Above were exposed pipes wrapped with metal coils. The surrounding brick walls were covered with colorful graffiti. Under his feet were long light strips, and from time to time, a burst of light flowed and flashed by.
The space here is not small, and it looks like it can accommodate hundreds of people. Even during the day, there are three or five tables of guests sitting here.
He used his ID to check around and found that most of the customers had temporary residence permits or no identification at all. They had many cheap and second-hand implants, but none of them were wanted for a crime. It seemed that the owner of this bar was very powerful and also quite disciplined.
The guests were originally bragging and chatting without restraint, but when they saw him come in, they unconsciously lowered their voices.
Although Chen Chuan had retreated and changed into casual clothes, his size and the rhythm of his gait made him look like a fighter, making him extremely intimidating.
He walked straight to the bar. The bartender was a sturdy man in his fifties. His expression was very natural. He asked, "What would you like to drink, sir?"
Chen Chuan didn't drink, but he pushed a note over anyway, ordered a drink, and said, "I'm looking for Mr. Kangaroo. I have an address a friend left me. He said I can find him here. I asked him to lead the way."
The bartender looked at him, smiled broadly, and said, "Are you Mr. Chen?"
Chen Chuan said: "Yes, it's me."
The bartender laughed out loud, "I knew you were right. Brother Lu told me that a handsome guy might come over soon and asked me to keep an eye out for him. I think it must be you.
My last name is Zhan, so just call me Lao Zhan. Please sit down for a while, young man. I'll greet a few regular customers here and then take you there later."
Chen Chuan said hello.
Seeing that he hadn't touched the drink on the bar, Lao Zhan calmly replaced it with a hot drink. He then walked over to the tables of guests, greeted them, and found a smart young man to take over. Finally, he put on a hat and said, "Let's go." He then asked, "Hey, did you drive here by yourself?"
Chen Chuan nodded.
Lao Zhan said, "It's inconvenient for you to drive there, so why not take my car?" Seeing that Chen Chuan didn't object, he said, "Wait here for a while." He turned and walked out. After a while, he saw an old Gard truck coming out. The driver leaned out and said, "Brother Chen, get in."
Chen Chuan walked over, opened the door and sat down.
"It's okay for you to park your car here. It belongs to a customer of our Flask Bar, and no one around here would dare to steal it." Lao Zhan said as he turned the steering wheel and drove out, saying, "Brother Chen, you didn't go to the downtown area before, did you?"
Chen Chuan knew he was referring to the real downtown area, not the gathering place for those without identification documents, and said, "I've never been there before."
"I heard from Lu Ke that you two are not only friends, but you also practiced fighting together with Mr. Yu before?"
Chen Chuan said, "Mr. Zhan and Brother Lu are very familiar with each other?"
Lao Zhan replied, "My bar often relies on the people from Lutong Logistics to take care of the business. There is a security captain there who is Mr. Yu's disciple. She often brings people here for a few drinks, and sometimes she also brings Brother Lu. We are considered acquaintances."
Chen Chuanshuo said: "Mr. Yu did teach me a lot. I can be considered his student."
"Then they are our own people."
Lao Zhan became more enthusiastic. They chatted while driving along the empty road. After about ten minutes, they arrived at the entrance of a tunnel.
Lao Zhan glanced at the rearview mirror and explained, "From here we can reach the downtown area."
Roadblocks could be seen placed inside and outside the tunnel entrance, and several people were guarding them. Lao Zhan slowed down the car, greeted them, and waited for them to remove the roadblocks. Then he accelerated again and drove inside.
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(End of this chapter)
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