After bowing to Wan Zonghua to say goodbye, he nodded to Wan Ruonan with a smile, as if he had said hello.

Li Changheng was about to get on the car, but when Wan Ruonan suddenly said, "Brother Heng, in a few days, all the boxing masters in Chinatown will hold an annual exchange meeting.

At that time, not only will there be lion dance and other activities, but they will also exchange their Kung Fu experience and competitions between disciples.

If you are interested, you can take a look."

"Nothing."

Wan Zonghua got angry after hearing this.

Although because of Li Changheng's identity and status, Wan Zonghua had to bow his head, he actually hated the passing of Kung Fu to foreigners.

This idea is self-contained, but it is also very realistic.

In addition to the ability of each master to eat, the ancestors spent countless energy and sweat on their own, why should they teach foreigners?

People like Wan Zonghua who want to live a stable life and often endure it can only use their skills to be the last killer weapon.

If you really can't survive, you can kill your enemy with your fists.

Moreover, this is not only used to prevent Americans, but also to prevent Chinese people.

Chinese gangs have existed for a long time, but they were not large before the 1970s, and the reason is very simple.

The first is the early 1970s, which was not the peak period for large-scale immigration.

At this time, Chinatown was basically descended from immigrants. These people were actually Americans, and there were always some family property passed down from their ancestors.

So at this time, the residents of Chinatown rarely get involved in gangs.

Only after the early 1980s did the Chinatown, which had a population of only 100,000, surge to 7.8 million.

There are hundreds of people who can’t even find a dishwasher job in Chinatown.

This will breed a large number of people who cannot survive and have to take risks.

Of course, some people want to take shortcuts for various reasons.

That's why I said that Kung Fu is actually aware of one's own people.

The second is that if the kung fu is learned by foreigners and there is no last counterattack method, people like Wan Zonghua might actually kneel down.

Or maybe you can just pick up the gun.

Kung Fu can cause disability, but most of the time it is uniform or injured, and the charges are basically not serious.

But the guns could not control them at all, and in the end they would only go to a path of no return.

So not only Wan Zonghua is unwilling to spread his kung fu, but even all the masters and apprentices in Chinatown who teach boxing, even ordinary Chinese people have the same idea.

Wan Zonghua stared at his daughter Ruonan and blamed him, "Mr. Li has something very important to do these days, so how can he have time to watch a performance-oriented competition."

After hearing this, Li Changheng smiled in his heart. The performance of the competition was obviously trying to dispel his interest.

However, even if Wan Ruonan did not invite him, Li Changheng, who had already set his sights on various kung fu, would still enter Chinatown to visit him.

If you don’t spend money, or help open a martial arts school in New York, or even make a promise of shelter, you will always find a way to let the masters of each family teach him kung fu willingly.

If you want to do this, you must at least get in touch first.

So Li Changheng laughed and stopped Wan Zonghua from continuing to teach Wan Ruonan a lesson, "Master Wan, after this trouble is settled, I will still come to thank him in person.

And not to mention other things, my various industries in New York alone require a small number of trustworthy people to help me do things or stare at them.”

Wan Zonghua cursed in his heart as soon as he heard this, and the thing he was most worried about was still happening.

Once Li Changheng comes to thank him, he may attract some bad-lived masters to defect to him for money and power.

After all, Master Ye from Hong Kong Island and Zhang Tianzhi's current situation in recent years have long shown that life will be much better with Li Changheng.

In addition to providing job opportunities, those disciples who have already started a military school but have no money to open a martial arts school and can only continue to live in Chinatown will definitely have a group of people who defect to Li Changheng to make a living.

Dear masters, there is no reason to stop them, otherwise it would be impossible for you to raise them or the master and apprentice to turn against each other.

Wan Zonghua's face changed drastically for a while, and finally hesitated again, "Henry, if you have time, we certainly welcome you to visit."

Li Changheng laughed and bowed, "Then I'm sure I'll try to solve those troubles sooner, join in the fun, relax, and relax."

Wan Zonghua's expression was not very good and she smiled awkwardly, but she had to say welcome words.

However, some of the Chinese who heard the conversation between the two and protected Wan Zonghua were already showing a happy expression.

Li Changheng not only did not feel surprised by this, but instead felt that it was normal. This is reality.

Of course, he did not intend to change the current situation of Chinese people in the United States, because this is unrealistic and he could not do it alone.

He smiled and said to Wan Zonghua and his daughter, "Do you want me to take you back by the way? Otherwise, it will take too late and encounter some unnecessary trouble."

"No, no."

Seeing that Li Changheng was worried about the safety of his father and daughter, Wan Zonghua felt much more relieved, but when he thought of him facing Li Changheng, he could only passively accept it except to compromise.

In addition, my daughter is obviously showing signs of being crazy, and she is in a bad mood again.

He suppressed his depression, smiled and waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't worry, Henry, the Wan family is a family that has lived in San Francisco for generations.

There is still some face in the black and white fields."

Li Changheng couldn't help but curl his lips. Perhaps the San Francisco police did not touch Wan Zonghua because they collected the money.

But saying that he has a great reputation is overestimating himself.

In the movie, he was just a leader of the Immigration Bureau, but because of his concerns, he did not dare to attack the Marine Corps fighting instructors.

In the end, my legs were broken and I almost failed.

As for Master Ye, Lao Ye is a passerby and has a terminal illness, so he has less concerns.

At first, I didn't do anything bad, but I noticed that the instructor named Patton wanted to interrupt his hand, so what else can I say?

Use all the techniques of hammering the back of the head, kicking the crotch, inserting the eyes, locking the throat, and counter-joint techniques.

But even so, Lao Ye only twisted Patton's hand in the end and did not really kill him.

Of course, Lao Ye and Wan Zonghua were both concerned, and the one named Patton did not dare to kill Wan Zonghua to death in public.

No matter what, it is a legal society. Not only did it say that it was a vicious move in private, but it only broke Wan Zonghua's legs on the surface and humiliated him hard.

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When he got in the car, he waved goodbye to Wan Zonghua and his daughter. Li Changheng ordered Barney, who was driving, to go directly to Las Vegas.

After getting on the Golden Gate Bridge, he said to the trench in the passenger seat, "Lei, you take Dea's people to Los Angeles.

If necessary, stop the local police and fb`i in the name of Ji'u.

Don't let anyone disturb Araki and the ninjas of the Yazu family do things."

"clear."

The Trench nodded and brought the commando of Dea to him. He had already made plans to take action by himself or use Dea as a cover.
Chapter completed!