Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 54 Put some pressure on Japan's logistics
Qin Zhiyong was imprisoned in the military camp, he was calm and calm.There are no books to read, but he thinks every day, constantly confirming psychology and Confucian mind cultivation.

Now Qin Zhiyong is guarded by 24 Japanese military police led by Sato.These 24 gendarmes are all elites with excellent marksmanship.

Every three days, Miura would come to see Qin Zhiyong.He hoped to impress Qin Zhiyong with his so-called "sincerity".It's just that Qin Zhiyong has always acted calmly and frankly, ignoring Miura at all.

Having truly reached the state of "fixation", Qin Zhiyong's ability to resist temptation is no longer possessed by ordinary people.

What is "Be Strong Without Desires"?

Qin Zhiyong's current state is just that!
However, in Sato's eyes, Qin Zhiyong was recalcitrant and stubborn.Miura had already offered very generous terms, and Qin Zhiyong was indifferent.

Miura investigated Qin Zhiyong and knew that Qin Zhiyong was a scholar-type talent.

Miura proposed that as long as Qin Zhiyong taught him the true meaning of martial arts, he could arrange for Qin Zhiyong to go to Japan and become a professor at Waseda University.

During the period of the Republic of China, Japan had a great influence on China.A large part of the generals of the Chinese military graduated from Japanese military academies.

The three military masters Jiang Baili, Cai E, and Zhang Xiaozhun graduated from the Japanese Non-commissioned Officer School.

Miura took it for granted that it was an honor for a Chinese to be a professor at Waseda University, the best university in Japan.

Unfortunately, Qin Zhiyong remained unmoved.

When Miura proposed this condition, he even saw a sneer in Qin Zhiyong's eyes.

A month passed like this.

Miura's patience ran out.

Unable to learn the essence of Chinese martial arts from Qin Zhiyong, Miura came up with other ideas.

Foshan is the hometown of martial arts, and there are many Chinese who know martial arts. The martial arts and boxing skills of those gym owners are definitely not as good as Qin Zhiyong, but their boxing skills may not be without merit.Maybe, the real mystery of Chinese martial arts can be found.

Now the food is in Miura's hands.

Miura used food as a temptation to get the Foshan gym owners to compete with the Japanese in the arena.Miura is a martial arts practitioner. It is very easy for him to learn the boxing moves of major martial arts gyms.It's a pity that those moves are no different from karate.Even in fighting, karate is simpler, more direct, and more vicious than Huaxia's martial arts.

The routines of traditional Chinese martial arts have a lot of fancy movements. In fighting, those fancy movements are actually meaningless.

However, Miura saw hope in Ye Wen.Perhaps Ye Wen understands the essence of Chinese martial arts, and I can learn the true meaning of boxing from him.

It's a pity that Ye Wen, like Qin Zhiyong, has a bad temper and would rather die than teach Japanese Chinese martial arts.

Miura was very angry, and he wanted to compete with Ye Wen publicly.If he couldn't beat Qin Zhiyong, he still didn't believe that he couldn't beat Ye Wen.

Ip Man can beat ten soldiers who know karate, so can Miura.

Li Zhao brought Qin Zhiyong lunch.

Sato gave Li Zhao a cold look, waved to the military police behind him, and let Li Zhao enter the house.

In the past month, it was Li Zhao who came to deliver meals to Qin Zhiyong.

The other common people in Foshan couldn't get enough to eat, and they had to be guarded by the Japanese as coolies.But in order to please Qin Zhiyong, Miura didn't starve him.For every meal, meat, vegetables, and rice are all enough.

Qin Zhiyong didn't accept Miura's affection, he ate it with peace of mind.This is the grain of China.

Li Zhao walked into the room, saw Qin Zhiyong sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said softly, "Sir, it's time to eat."

Qin Zhiyong opened his eyes and said with a smile, "You came early today."

Li Zhao said: "It's early. Later, Miura will challenge Master Ye, so I will bring you lunch in advance."

Qin Zhiyong said: "Challenge Master Ye, and hurt the self-confidence of us Chinese? I'm afraid Miura will waste all his efforts."

Having studied psychology, Qin Zhiyong has been using this knowledge.

Miura, Sato, Li Zhao, and 24 gendarmes guarding him, Qin Zhiyong was trying to figure out their mental state.

Miura and Ye Wen competed for nothing more than two purposes.The first is to attack the national self-confidence and dignity of the Chinese people, and the second is to learn the essence of Wing Chun in combat.

The Japanese also know how to "attack the heart first".

What Qin Zhiyong pondered the most was Li Zhao's psychology.

Li Zhao is not a hero, but a small person struggling to survive in troubled times.He was afraid of death, so in order to eat, he became a translator for the Japanese.But there is kindness in his heart, and he always recognizes that he is a Chinese.

It's just that the Japanese were too powerful, and Li Zhao had to succumb.

Li Zhao's mental state is the mental state of the Chinese people.

Li Zhao looked outside the barred window, and then whispered: "Sir, Miura wants to worship you as a teacher and learn Chinese martial arts. You don't agree. I feel that Miura seems to be impatient. Sato has suggested to Miura several times that he wants to kill him." You, Miura hesitated. Sir, what should you do?"

After eating, Qin Zhiyong said calmly, "Miura is impatient. To be honest, I'm tired of staying in this hut. After this meal, I'll go out."

Li Zhao pointed to the iron chains on Qin Zhiyong's hands and feet: "But..."

Qin Zhiyong said confidently: "Although the iron chain is thick, it can't lock me. This small room can't lock me either."

The improved state of mind made Qin Zhiyong's physical fitness double in this month.

A month ago, Qin Zhiyong broke the iron chains on his hands and feet, but now, the iron chains can no longer lock him.

Li Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Sir, as long as you are sure. I'm leaving."

Qin Zhiyong said: "Li Zhao, don't rush to leave. Practice Japanese with me."

Li Zhao nodded and said, "Okay."

Half a month ago, Qin Zhiyong began to learn Japanese from Li Zhao.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

If Qin Zhiyong wanted to know what Sato and the others were talking about, he had to know Japanese.

With Qin Zhiyong's xinxing cultivation and concentration, it is not difficult to learn Japanese.Qin Zhiyong was the most gifted in language among the people Li Zhao had ever met.His learning progress is really too fast.

In less than half a month, Qin Zhiyong had mastered a large amount of Japanese vocabulary and was able to have a conversation with Li Zhao.Although Qin Zhiyong's oral English is not very proficient, there is no problem in communication.

Qin Zhiyong and Li Zhao were talking in Japanese in the room, and they were talking about trivial matters.

Sato stood outside with a gloomy face and murderous intent in his eyes.Half a month ago, Qin Zhiyong didn't know a word of Japanese, but now, he can already speak Japanese with others.

Chinese people like Qin Zhiyong are too smart and powerful, so they should be killed.

Sato sneered in his heart: "Qin Zhiyong, a Chinese man, can't live for a few more days. Miura has no patience to spend with him anymore. He will definitely die."

Qin Zhiyong finished his meal and said, "Li Zhao, give my regards to Master Ye. I wish him success in advance, and teach that guy Miura a lesson. Let the Japanese see how powerful our Chinese martial arts are."

Li Zhao nodded and walked out of the room.

Sato looked at Li Zhao contemptuously, like looking at a dog.

After Li Zhao left, Qin Zhiyong stood up, stretched his muscles, and warmed up.Sato saw Qin Zhiyong moving his fists and feet through the bars, thinking that he was about to start practicing boxing again.

Unfortunately, Sato guessed wrong this time.

Qin Zhiyong squatted like a horse, took a deep breath, widened his eyes, and shouted loudly.

"what……"

The strength of his whole body exploded, and the iron chains connecting his feet and hands were stretched straight.

Qin Zhiyong's powerful strength and momentum startled Sato and the 24 gendarmes.

Sato came back to his senses and roared: "Shoot, shoot. Quick, kill Qin Zhiyong. He wants to break the shackles and handcuffs."

Boom!

Two consecutive loud bangs.

The shackles and handcuffs were broken almost simultaneously.

Then, Qin Zhiyong punched the iron door, breaking the bolt.

The iron gate opened wide.

Sato drew his pistol and fired.

24 gendarmes also raised the "March [-] cover" and shot at the door.However, Qin Zhiyong didn't come out the moment the iron door opened wide, and the bullet didn't hit him.

"People are still in the house."

Sato yelled: "Qin Zhiyong, you can't run away. You're going to die today. Aren't you very powerful? Don't hide in the house if you have the guts. Come out. I'll shoot you to death when I come out."

Bang.

Qin Zhiyong broke through the wall and came out.

Suddenly, bricks and dust flew around.

Qin Zhiyong can always do amazing things.

Sato and the 24 gendarmes were stunned for a second or so.Just this second is enough for Qin Zhiyong to get close to them.

Qin Zhiyong approached a military policeman, touched the bayonet on the rifle with his hand, and the bayonet fell into his hand.

If it comes to other skills, Qin Zhiyong may not be able to do it, but when it comes to playing with knives.Qin Zhiyong is definitely a master.The bayonet seemed to have a spirituality, spinning flexibly in Qin Zhiyong's hands.

The blade sliced ​​across the thumbs of three Japanese military policemen.Immediately cut off their thumbs.

With his nimble movement and sharp bayonet, Qin Zhiyong rushed into the gendarmes like a wolf into a herd of sheep.Qin Zhiyong had gendarmes by his side, and they all had scruples, and they didn't dare to shoot indiscriminately for fear of accidental injury.

It was because of their hesitation and scruples that Qin Zhiyong was safe.

If they shot without any scruples, Qin Zhiyong would really be in trouble and would be shot by bullets.No matter how powerful Qin Zhiyong's body skills were, he would inevitably be shot.

Qin Zhiyong grabbed a bayonet with his left hand, and using both hands, the bayonet kept cutting off the thumbs of the Japanese military police.

Snapped.

Sato fired again.

Instead of shooting Qin Zhiyong, he shot a Japanese military policeman to death.

Qin Zhiyong cut off the thumbs of 23 Japanese gendarmes.They wailed in pain.

Then, Qin Zhiyong kicked the last gendarme unconscious again.

Sato shouted loudly: "Baga! Baga! Qin Zhiyong, I'm going to kill you. Die."

Sato shot Qin Zhiyong continuously.

Qin Zhiyong's current mental and physical qualities are much better than a month ago, and his movements are too flexible.

Until Sato fired all the bullets in the pistol, he didn't hit Qin Zhiyong.

Sato pulled out his samurai sword, holding the hilt with both hands, pointing the tip at Qin Zhiyong.However, his hands were shaking.The samurai sword did not bring him the slightest sense of security.

Qin Zhiyong walked towards Sato unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Sato, don't be nervous, I won't kill people. We Chinese love peace very much, and we will never invade and kill everywhere like you Japanese. You see, I just cut off the thumbs of your soldiers so they can never hold a gun again."

"Of course, without a thumb, they can't hold a knife, a pen, or chopsticks. They can't go to the battlefield, they can't enter the factory, and they don't qualify to be farmers."

"Without their thumbs, they are completely useless. However, they still need to eat, wear clothes, and spend money. Your military department can support them. It is a great honor for Qin to add a little pressure to Japan's logistics .Even if this added pressure is so insignificant."

　Ask for tickets, ask for collections.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)