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you sat on the couch beside dre who laid on the opposite end, mr. han performed ancient chinese healing on dre as you laid an ice pack on your knee which you landed on when cheng tripped you. "what were you guys doing there anyways?" mr. han finally speaks. you look over at dre who sighed, "i was just trying to get home without having to run into them. but i guess anger took over, causing me to throw something at them which resulted in all this." he admits.

"by the way, where did you learn kung-fu, mr. han? you literally kicked their asses back there" "i learned from my father." "well, have you taught anyone?" "no." "i mean, would you?" dre continues to ask questions while mr. han goes to one of his cabinet's taking out a few more glass cups. "depends." he finally answers. "on what, exactly?" "reasons." "what about to kick somebody's ass"

"the best fights are the ones we avoid." "what if i wanna avoid getting my ass kicked?" mr. han comes to a halt as he looks at dre, "stop saying 'ass'" "sorry.." he shrugs, mr han lets out a sigh. "kung fu is not for knowledge, rather defense. not to make war, but to make peace."

dre shakes his head, sitting up. "but mr. han, that's definitely what they're not being taught." you say. "no such thing as a bad student, only a bad teacher." "that's great! i guess we'll just stroll in their school and talk to their teacher" you facepalm at dre's words.

"good idea." mr han says, putting the glass cups back into the cabinet. "no, bad idea! if i go in there, i'll get my ass-" dre pauses, "i-i'll get my ass beat if i walk in there" "you got beat up anyway" the room went silent for a moment.

"i mean, would you go with me?" "no, sorry" mr. han says, pacing through the room while taking a few things out. "but you said it was a good idea!" "for you, bad idea for me." "c'mon, its not like you should be busy or anything. we don't even speak chinese"

mr. han, walks past dre. "very sorry." "okay.. whatever" dre takes your hand, leading you outside.

"wait!" you hear mr. yell from inside.

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"yah! ha! hyah!" the yells of two people echo inside the building. 'thud!' one of them falls to the ground, "你在干嘛?你为什么停了下来?结束!/ what are you doing? why did you stop? finish!" the sound of a man yelling was heard inside followed by a 'wack!' . "当我们的敌人倒下时,我们不会停止!没有怜悯。工作室里没有怜悯。人生没有怜悯!/ we do not stop when our enemy is down! no mercy. no mercy in the studio. no mercy in life!"

"okay, mr. han we should get out of here.." dre says, patting mr. han's shoulder rapidly. you were terrified at the sight of children fighting other children, and what was worse was what they were being taught.. no weakness? no pain? no mercy?

you eye cheng, whose glanced turned to you. the teacher must have caught this, by approaching cheng than leaning forward. "你在看什么? / what are you looking at?" cheng clenches his jaw, "他们是攻击我的人 / their the one's that attacked me" the man raises an eyebrow, turning around seeing the three of you.

"我们来这里是为了和平。/ we are here to make peace." mr. han steps forward. " 让你的小事管好自己 / let your little things mind themselves" the man brushes mr. han's request.

"等等,一对一,没问题..六对一,对任何人都要求太多。/ wait, one to one, no problem.. six to one, too much to ask of anyone." the man turns around, looking at the two of you. "我懂了。/ i see." the man caresses his chin, looking at you.

"你攻击我的学生?不尊重我的工作室!?你想离开吗?没那么容易。你们三个来到这里,现在你们其中一个打架。/ you attack my students? and disrespect my studio!? you want to leave? not so easy. the three of you came here, one of you fights now." the man then grabs mr. han's wrist. "mr. han what is he saying?" you ask, as he looks around. "the boy will fight there." mr. han says, as the man looks outside to see an open kung fu tournament poster outside.

the man laughs, letting go of mr. han's wrist. "we accept your challenge-" "but please, instruct your students to leave my boy alone to train." the man nods, "注意力!从现在开始,小事就是一个人待着,直到比赛。明白了!?/attention! from now on, the little thing is to be left alone, until the tournament. understood!?" all of the students stand up shouting "是的!/ yes!"

"but until then.." the man takes you by your wrist and brings you forward. "if your boy doesn't show up, the girl will pay."
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