Of course, he has an even more shocking identity, that is, Qing Gu’s god grandson. Qing Gu never married and had no children. He adopted Zhang Yonglin’s father back then.

Therefore, in addition to the police meeting with Qing Yan, Zhang Yonglin and his son were also looking for Xing Nan.

He even offered a high-priced reward. As long as he could provide clues about the man who was sentenced to the man, he could get up to one million yuan.

"You can also see that this kid's skills are much better than what he showed! Moreover, his moves are very similar to those of the third sister." Master Zhu's eyes, sitting in a wheelchair, were indeed vicious.

Xing’s moves can be seen at a glance.

"Master, are you talking about it? Is it possible that the boy is here to steal the master?" Zhang Yonglin frowned.

Master Zhu’s Wing Chun Fist has several unique skills, which is fundamentally different from the Wing Chun Fist outside. The star who became famous because of Ip Man heard about Master Zhu’s Wing Chun Fist, and wanted to come and become a disciple, and was preparing to go back and take pictures of Ip Man 3.

Unfortunately, the master refused the other party's high price and made Ip Man die in his womb.

"Go and investigate this kid's information for me." Master Zhu nodded. "I'm afraid he was a detailed work sent by Han Guo Bangzi!"

"Master, wait until your legs are ready. Do you still dare to show off these sticks? As soon as you take action, these sticks will immediately run away in shame!" Zhang Yonglin said disdainfully.

These sticks are too shameless. When they heard that their master was going to fight, they immediately used this insidious move to prevent their master from going to fight.

"After my leg broke, I understood. It was not that easy for me to fight!" Master Zhu shook his head and sighed secretly. "Even Brother Zhentian was designed by the other party and handed over his life! This time, the Han people were determined to make their Taekwondo famous at all costs!"

"Shameless!" Zhang Yonglin cursed angrily. "If it weren't for the help of Mayor Ying, a dog traitor, who helped these sticks openly and secretly, I would have gone to war long ago!"

As the chief disciple, Zhang Yonglin is naturally capable. If he goes to fight, he should be able to win several victories. However, he was stopped by his father. Almost everyone understands Yan Zhentian’s lessons!

Whoever dares to win against Han Guoren will be the enemy of the mayor. No one has a foolish choice to offend a local official?

"The more time this is, the more people who are not afraid of death need to stand up and save the Chinese martial arts that have been plotted! If my leg is not broken, then I will stand up even if I sacrifice my life. Let these arrogant Han Guobian know that their so-called Taekwondo is just a child playing house!" Master Zhu said excitedly.

"Master, when I have a grudge for Aunt Qing, I will fight on behalf of you and our Wing Chun Boxing Pavilion!" Zhang Yonglin's eyes were very firm. "My martial arts was given by my master, and was given by the Wing Chun Boxing Pavilion. For the sake of my master and for the boxing Pavilion, I don't care about this life!"

"You are still a little tender! Although you are the strongest among my four most proud disciples, you are the strongest. But now you have just broken through 70 points and entered the Xuan List. Give you a few more years. With your talent, you can definitely reach the height of your master!" Master Zhu shook his head.

"Master, but we have no time now! Han Guo Fangzi played one after another, and they were about to come to our Wing Chun Boxing Gym in a few days!" Zhang Yonglin was very worried.

Before, there were not many masters among the Han people. However, according to their fighting situation in the past few days, they already had many masters. When the masters with enough weight came over, they naturally would not miss the Wing Chun Boxing Gym.

"If these sticks really come to the door, I will face the challenge even if I am in a wheelchair!"

"Master, there are no cowards in our Wing Chun Boxing Gym. Unless we step past our bodies first, we will definitely not let our master fight in a wheelchair!" Zhang Yonglin's eyes were extremely firm.

The next day.

Xing Man, who lives next to the boxing gym, had sorted out his outfit early. Now after putting on makeup, he must always pay attention to his disguise and never let others discover his disguise.

Early in the morning, Xing Man was the first to appear in the boxing gym.

I started practicing against the wooden stake.

His speed is sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Sometimes it is Tai Chi, sometimes Wing Chun. Does he want to combine Wing Chun with Tai Chi?

For Xing Nan, the basic teaching during the day is garbage. Zhou Sheng’s level is just to fool newcomers who don’t understand the market.

While resting in the middle, Liu Hai walked to Xing Man and sat down, "What? Do you think you can't learn anything?"

"I guess you can learn anything he taught on the Internet by finding a video!" Xing Nan shook his head.

"This is right. When we pay less money in the introductory class, we will naturally be perfunctory when we teach. I just want to have a venue here and find some other brothers to test my progress." Liu Hai shook his head.

"When I get rich, I will directly sign up for a formal disciple class. That is what the master teaches himself, and I will definitely learn more than here!" Liu Hai said with great fantasy.

He also knew in his heart that the tuition for formal disciples was not something he could afford. He also needed to study here all year round and he didn't even have time to go to work!

Just as the two were chatting, a group of people came in the yard. When they saw them wearing Taekwondo competition uniforms, they could tell that these were all Han Guo sticks.

Seeing the other party coming in a fierce manner, Zhou He quickly led people out.
Chapter completed!