Chapter 86: Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield
The next morning, Chen Wujun was practicing punches at the Martial Arts School when he received a call from Gao Qiang.
“Brother Jun, I’ve brought the car near the Walled City now. Where should I wait for you?”
Chen Wujun gave an address, then called Curry, asking him to bring a henchman who knew cars, and go together to check if there were any issues.
Arriving at Dongzheng Road, they spotted a black Tiger Head sedan parked on the roadside at a glance.
“Brother Jun, is that the one? This car is impressive, Tiger Head 126, only bosses drive them.” The henchman brought by Curry got excited upon seeing the car.
Men all like cars.
“Brother Jun’s car, of course it’s impressive.” Curry said from the side.
Walking up close, Gao Qiang got out of the car with two other people.
“Brother Jun, the car is delivered.”
“It was a brand-new car, now it’s second-hand.” Chen Wujun said leisurely.
“Brother Jun really likes to joke.” Gao Qiang laughed heartily.
“Just in time, I have some things to discuss with you.” Chen Wujun put his arm around Gao Qiang’s shoulder and went to the side.
“Can you get the PCB board for Street Fighter 2?”
“Brother Jun, you’ve found the right guy. In the whole North Port, besides Heavenly Bird, it’s us!” Gao Qiang immediately patted his chest.
“They have the legitimate version, how can you compare with them?”
“20 PCB boards, give me a number.” Chen Wujun said.
“I don’t even know if there are that many left, let me make a call first.” Gao Qiang said immediately.
Then he stepped aside to make a call, and came back saying: “Brother Jun, pirated versions are all being hyped up now, originally 8000 each, now up to 10,000. But since you want them, I’ll give them to you for 8000. This is company business, others sell for 10,000, I sell for 8000, really can’t go lower.”
“Fine.” Chen Wujun nodded.
He found Gao Qiang’s group quite useful, so he didn’t mind this bit of small money.
“Do you have slot machines?”
While the two were talking, a sedan passed by Dongzheng Road, and a tall white man on it glanced to the side and said to the driver: “Stop the car. Go over there.”
Moments later, the gray sedan stopped near Chen Wujun and the others, and several tall men got out of the car.
Chen Wujun immediately sensed something and glanced over, recognizing their identity.
Special Task Department people.
Harris was among them.
“Isn’t this He Tu’s hot new star right now? Buying a car? Stolen or flooded?” Harris walked to the side of the car and patted it twice.
“Is the Special Task Department this idle every day? Don’t know where the taxes paid by Federation citizens every year go.” Chen Wujun sneered.
“Taxes paid by Federation citizens… what does it have to do with you? Have you ever paid taxes?” Harris instructed the person next to him: “Note down the license plate, check the engine, call the traffic department to verify if it’s a cloned plate.”
“If it is, we can tow it away.”
After giving the instructions, Harris walked to Chen Wujun’s side and slightly lowered his head to look down at him.
Harris was nearly 1.9 meters tall, half a head taller than Chen Wujun.
“I said, as long as you leave the Walled City, I’ll keep an eye on you and beat you.”
Chen Wujun narrowed his eyes, murderous intent surging in them.
Moments later, his expression eased, and he smiled: “I walk upright and sit straight, I don’t break laws or disciplines, watch me if you want.”
Harris laughed heartily upon hearing this, his eyes full of sarcasm.
“Walk upright and sit straight… all those scum in prison say the same.”
Moments later, another Special Task Department person walked to Harris’s side and said: “The plates and such are fine, but hard to say about the rest. I think we should tow it back for a thorough check. How could people like them buy with legitimate paperwork?”
The traffic department check came back fine, but he saw his team leader wanted trouble, so he immediately provided an opening.
“Tell the traffic department to keep an eye on this car and check it more, we have a case to handle today, no time to waste on him.” Harris instructed.
He had just happened to see it while on a case, so he came down to cause some trouble.
Then he pointed at Chen Wujun: “Remember what I said, don’t leave the Walled City.”
He just wanted to keep troubling Chen Wujun, suppress him, see if he’d bow his head.
Chen Wujun narrowed his eyes watching the group get in their car and leave, gradually disappearing into the traffic, before withdrawing his gaze.
‘Sure enough, killing him would have been right, otherwise he can use his identity to keep troubling me.’
‘While the conflict with him isn’t big now… he has offended so many people, surely many want him dead. Killing him now, few would suspect me.’
Chen Wujun now also felt that if these official departments really wanted to trouble someone, they could indeed cause a lot of issues.
‘In the future, if there’s opportunity, best to bribe some people in official institutions to reduce this trouble.’
Although no one had taught him yet, he felt that if he didn’t want to be troubled by these people every day, the best was to bribe some.
That way he could clear the path.
‘And… after bribing some, he could use them to strike his own opponents.’
Gao Qiang had hidden to the side from the start without saying a word; he didn’t want to be targeted by the Special Task Department.
“Let’s go, to the bank to withdraw money.” Chen Wujun called out, went to the bank, withdrew 370,000 and gave it to Gao Qiang.
He also settled the PCB board deal with him, besides Street Fighter 2, also slot machines.
Although there were many gambling dens in the Walled City, no one managed them.
Not many people would play slot machines, but there were some.
After eating, Chen Wujun got in the car and had the henchman drive him around the city center of North Port.
After all, this was his own car this time, which put him in a good mood.
It wasn’t until evening that he arrived at Ah Qi’s home.
This time, she not only prepared middle school textbooks, but planned to teach bit by bit.
“I’m not going to university anyway, just learn a bit of math…”
“Science… indeed need to learn… and social sciences…”
Physics, chemistry, biology were all under science, while history and geography were under social sciences.
Chen Wujun had to relearn all of them.
Fortunately, after practicing punches, his mind was sharper than before, and knowing learning was important with someone specifically teaching him, he could patiently study.
If really not interested and felt useless, he’d just toss it aside.
……
The next day, Chen Wujun returned to the Warehouse to practice punches, spending two days until he could move on the wooden stake coated with a layer of grease as if on flat ground.
Just that his movements were a bit slower than before.
As soon as his center of gravity shifted slightly, he knew how the force under his feet would change, and could immediately adjust the tiny muscles in his toes and soles to stick firmly on top.
However, when walking the stake and hitting the sandbag, problems arose.
With one punch, as the sandbag took the force, a rebound force transmitted to his body, his foot slipped, and he fell straight down.
Chen Wujun sharply adjusted his center of gravity in mid-air, landed steadily on the ground, then sprang up back onto the wooden stake.
“Again!”
Doing other things, a little setback would annoy him.
Especially math.
But during Martial Arts Practice, this bit of setback didn’t bother him at all.
Not just because his life and fortune were all on kung fu.
Every time, he felt himself progressing, getting stronger, and he enjoyed that feeling.
Tuesday, Zhou Qing came to the Warehouse and saw Chen Wujun walking the stake while hitting the sandbag, his body swaying slightly now and then, which shouldn’t happen to him.
Zhou Qing stood at the Warehouse door, glanced over, and saw the wooden stake coated with a layer of grease.
Standing at the door, he watched appreciatively for a moment; he truly appreciated this disciple.
He knew about some things happening in the Walled City.
He didn’t feel there was any issue at all.
No matter what mentality, as long as one stuck to their original heart, in the end, there’d be no difference in kung fu.
Chen Wujun’s style would have been bad in the past.
But now… from a certain angle, it was actually good.
Moments later, Chen Wujun jumped down from the wooden stake, the soles of his feet still stuck with a layer of grease.
“Master.”
“Looks like you know what to do.” Zhou Qing said.
From Chen Wujun’s face, he saw no confusion.
That meant Chen Wujun had found his own path for Qi Refining.
Much faster than he expected.
“Yes, Master, I found it.” Chen Wujun nodded.
He was going to kill Harris.
Although he thought of a way to limit Harris’s speed, they would still have to clash eventually.
Practicing a Hardening Kung Fu to enhance body strength couldn’t block bullets.
The Special Task Department’s guns were all large revolvers, with tremendous power, able to penetrate steel plates.
But in close-quarters entanglement, a strong body could give a few more chances.
“Hardening Kung Fu… good.” Zhou Qing nodded slightly.
Chen Wujun’s current kung fu was ready to learn some others.
“There’s a Hardening Kung Fu in the Old Technique called Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shield.”
“This Old Technique requires using special sound vibrations and breathing methods during being struck and medicinal baths to vibrate the internal organs and blood and flesh throughout the body, moving vital energy and blood to enhance body strength.”
“When attacked, it can also move vital energy and blood through sound, making the whole body like an iron plate, dispersing the received force. The sound can also intimidate opponents, reducing damage taken.”
“The most important part of this kung fu is the vocalization. If just taking hits hard and soaking in medicinal baths, relying on tendons and bones for defense, it’s dead kung fu, no matter how much you practice, it won’t work.”
“So I’ll teach you the vocalization method; as for the medicinal bath, figure it out yourself.” Zhou Qing explained.
Hearing medicinal bath, Chen Wujun knew he’d have to spend money again.
From starting to learn martial arts until now, every step of this Old Technique required Magnetic Field Crystals, even more than New Technique.
Zhou Qing stood there, his abdomen bulging first, then his whole body shook, expanding by a circle, and a breath rushed out from his throat.
“Roar!”
Chen Wujun felt as if a real big tiger was in front of him, but unlike Tiger Descends Mountain, which was like a hungry tiger descending to hunt.
This was like a fierce tiger perched on a stone roaring at the forest.
After Zhou Qing let out this Tiger Roar, it echoed endlessly in the Warehouse, even the training equipment and walls trembled slightly.
What shocked Chen Wujun most was that Zhou Qing was now over two meters tall, his clothes seeming ready to burst at any moment.
Even his appearance seemed somewhat changed.
