Bao Zhilin.

Huang Feihong is sulking.

In the afternoon, Huang Feihong went to seek justice for a vegetable vendor who was shot.

Huang Feihong is famous in Guangdong and has great reputation.

He made an appointment with the admiral and the American businessman Jason. Ordinary people are not qualified to meet the admiral and the American businessman.

But.

Not only was the matter not resolved, but Huang Feihong suffered a lot of grievances.

The admiral and Jackson were polite on the surface.

When Huang Feihong asked the Americans to pay compensation to the injured vegetable vendor, the admiral and Jackson turned against each other.

Huang Feihong has a lot of face?

snort.

Face cannot be exchanged for money.

Aunt Thirteen said: "Feihong, after all, you are the chief martial arts instructor of the Foshan Militia. You and General Liu of the Black Flag Army are sworn friends. If you come forward, the admiral will not let Ji Xun accompany Yinzi?"

Huang Feihong shook his head and said: "That American businessman Jackson values ​​money more than his life. He never leaves a penny. When it comes to spending money, he wants to kill people. The Admiral is also on the side of the foreigners."

Aunt Thirteen said: "Foreigners are used to being arrogant. It's better not to provoke foreigners unless necessary. In today's world, even the court and government offices are afraid of foreigners. What can we common people do? We can only suffer losses and swallow our anger."

Huang Feihong sighed.

Unable to obtain compensation for the vegetable vendor, Huang Feihong had no choice.

There wasn't much that Huang Feihong could do except to waive the vegetable vendor's medical expenses.

Zhu Zhurong suddenly rushed into the room and said: "Master, the Yue Family Martial Arts School is competing with a man from the north. If he gets serious, he may be beaten to death."

Foshan is the hometown of martial arts, and martial arts competitions are a common occurrence.

Competitions between fellow villagers often end at point-blank range.

Beating people to death is rare.

But when you compete with foreigners, you don't have to pay so much attention to it, and you are likely to get a fatal blow.

Of course, when warriors from other places come to Foshan and want to establish a firm foothold, they will not show mercy.

If you have a head-on confrontation and your temper gets the better of you, someone may die.

Huang Feihong said: "Let's go and have a look."

…

When Huang Feihong arrived with Thirteenth Aunt, Zhu Zhurong, Yaca Su and others, many people gathered around Yan Zhendong and Master Yue to watch the excitement.

A large pile of firewood was burning vigorously. Even in the dark, the fire was so bright that people could see clearly.

Liang Kuan said to Chen Kang: "Mr. Chen, Master Huang is here."

Chen Kang looked calm and nodded towards Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong hugged his fists at Chen Kang.

Chen Kang and Huang Feihong have never known each other before fighting.

Although Chen Kang thought Huang Feihong was a bit pedantic and Huang Feihong thought Chen Kang had no martial ethics, the two knew each other after all.

When you meet someone, you still have to say hello.

Master Yue said: "Yankee, if you want to make a living in Foshan, you should lower your head and stop being so arrogant. You should not bewitch the disciples of my martial arts school."

Yan Zhendong is a man from Shandong, with an upright personality and not so many tricks.

"Hmph." Yan Zhendong said coldly, "I have to rely on my ability to make a living. The martial arts of my Yan family are better than those of your Yue family."

Master Yue's face turned livid with anger: "My Yue family swordsman has fought all over the seven provinces in the south. What kind of master has I not seen? Am I afraid of you? Today, I will show my loyalty as a landlord and give you three moves."

Yan Zhendong squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, then I'm not welcome."

Yan Zhendong hates others looking down on him the most.

Master Yue looked down upon the Yan family's martial arts, and Yan Zhendong would never hold back.

Chen Kang shook his head secretly.

Master Yue may be good at martial arts, but he is old.

Old, not only refers to age, but also a state of mind. For example, loving face, liking to be complimented, and also liking to compliment others.

Everyone should carry the sedan chair.

This is how old people behave. They call it the wisdom of how to treat people and things.

Unfortunately, martial arts competitions focus on real skills, not words.

Master Yue knew clearly that Yan Zhendong's martial arts was not weak, but he still dared to ask Yan Zhendong to do three moves. It was really shameless. He was not looking for face, but looking for death.

Yan Zhendong's attack was very fast and fierce, like a lion attacking a rabbit, and his momentum shocked Master Yue.

Master Yue blocked it twice before being knocked away by Yan Zhendong's punch.

Yan Zhendong sneered: "The first move."

Yan Zhendong secretly thought, the Yue family's martial arts is nothing more than this. Give me three moves? After three moves, I won't even give you a chance to draw your sword.

Bang.

Yan Zhendong kicked Master Yue on the chin.

Yan Zhendong sneered and said: "The second move. Look at it, then take my third move."

In the last move, Yan Zhendong will make Master Yue completely lose his fighting ability.

Master Yue vomited blood.

Yan Zhendong's speed was fast and his punches were domineering. Master Yue did not expect this Yankee's martial arts to be so powerful.

Clang.

Master Yue pulled out his long sword with a sharp look in his eyes.

Yan Zhendong sneered and said: "Master Yue, you don't follow the rules. You promised me three moves, but after two, you drew your sword. Are all Foshan warriors like you?"

Yan Zhendong's rude words offended the entire Foshan martial arts community.

Even Huang Feihong frowned when he heard this.

Master Yue shouted: "Kill!"

Now Master Yue was so angry that he was like a wounded beast, wildly swinging his knife to kill Yan Zhendong.

In the original work, when Master Yue competed with Yan Zhendong, Yan Zhendong was hungry and could only exert half of his strength.

But now, Yan Zhendong ate braised pork and wine at Chen Kang's place to fill his stomach. When they started fighting, Yan Zhendong behaved even more swiftly and domineeringly.

Yan Zhendong only attacked but did not defend. He used his iron cloth shirt to practice qigong to block the knife peak, and punched Master Yue directly on the chest.

Bang!

This punch is powerful and heavy, and the secret energy explodes.

Master Yue flew backwards, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and died before he hit the ground.

Yan Zhendong's punch shattered Master Yue's internal organs and directly cut off Master Yue's life.

Master Yue fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.

Chen Kang secretly said: "Real martial arts are fighting skills. Martial arts competitions are not treating guests to dinner. You will really beat people to death or be beaten to death. If you want to rely on martial arts skills to make a living, you must ensure that you are strong enough. Even now

If you are not strong enough, you must become stronger in the future. Otherwise, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

During Chen Kang's martial arts competition, he also killed Japanese people, but he didn't feel any disturbance in his heart. Instead, he seemed very calm.

Master Yue was not good at studying, but he still had to compete in martial arts and was beaten to death. Who could he blame?

Huang Feihong looked serious and said: "Master Yan, are you too harsh?"

Yan Zhendong said: "If I were not ruthless, I would be the one who died. Huang Feihong, just now the man surnamed Yue took out a knife, and it killed me. Didn't you see it?"

Huang Feihong stopped talking.

Yan Zhendong clasped his fists at the crowd around him and said loudly: "Foshan folks, I, Yan Zhendong, will open a gym in Foshan to teach disciples. As long as you come to learn boxing from me, I will teach you. I guarantee that you can learn Yan Zhendong.

The essence of martial arts."

Chen Kang said to Liang Kuan: "Liang Kuan, let's go."

…

Go back inside.

Liang Kuan made a bed on the ground and prepared to sleep.

Chen Kang will continue to practice martial arts.
To be continued...