As soon as Zhang Kun spoke, the five people in the front all laughed.

Guo Changsheng and Guo Changping's two uncles nodded with a smile, and Wu Xiufeng was full of laughter, and slapped Zhang Kun on the shoulder with his right palm: "Who dares to say that he can't afford to win against me Wu Xiufeng?"

Xue Zhai, the Xingyi Fist beside Wu Xiufeng, also chuckled and nodded: "Brother Zhang, don't say anything else, just say that you came this time to promote the prestige of our country, so I should come to greet you." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. And as the youngest martial arts master in the past thousand years, he deserves such courtesy. The last of them also smiled.

Hearing what everyone said, Zhang Kun's face turned straight and he clenched his fists with both hands: "That is the case, Zhang Kun is ashamed." ”

"Okay, don't be here in this Wen Zou Zou, everyone is a martial arts man, and what you pay attention to is a direct and refreshing. Since we are here, it means that you are indeed worthy of our welcome, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Uncle Guo Changping, who had never spoken, shouted loudly.

Guo Changsheng next to him also smiled and nodded: "Senior nephew Zhang, don't be modest about anything, we are here anyway." By the way, there is also a senior to introduce to you. ”

Guo Changsheng turned his head to look at the five people in front, and the only one Zhang Kun didn't know said with a smile: "This is Cui Binduan, a well-known Yiquan master in my country's martial arts world, who is almost invincible in the three northern provinces with his Dacheng punch. At the same time, he is also a local landlord, and our trip to Yanjing this time can all rely on Brother Cui's arrangement. ”

After Uncle Guo Changsheng's introduction, Zhang Kun looked at this Yiquan Grandmaster.

Cui Binduan, who is in his thirties, is full of green silk, almost no white head can be seen, and his facial skin is smooth and moist, he actually has a compact feeling, his eyes are shining, and he looks energetic.

However, since Uncle Changsheng is called elder brother, he should be older than his uncle, at least over fifty years old.

As if sensing the doubt in Zhang Kun's eyes, Uncle Guo Changsheng smiled and said: "Don't look at Brother Cui's young appearance, in fact, he is six years older than your uncle and me, and he is fifty and three this year." ”

"There's no way, who made Brother Cui's Dachengquan not only strengthen the body, but also have a unique effect in improving the physique. Most people who practice Dacheng will look younger. Because of this, the number of female disciples in Brother Cui's boxing gym is the largest among us guys. ”

Hearing Uncle Guo Changsheng's slightly ridiculous words, Cui Binduan was not angry, but laughed: "The Dacheng boxing method founded by the ancestor has this effect, and those of us who are juniors can't do it." ”

"Okay, you can get cheap and sell well!" Guo Changsheng said with a smile, and after speaking, he turned to look at the people behind him. "These are all fellow martial artists in Yanjing, I know that you are coming to Yanjing, so I specially came to see you!"

As Guo Changsheng finished speaking, everyone behind him clasped their fists with both hands at the same time: "I've seen Sect Master Zhang!"

Zhang Kun immediately hugged his fists and saluted back: "Zhang Kun won't say much about the rest, thank you!"

The people in front of them said "don't dare".

Arching his hand, Zhang Kun looked at Uncle Guo Changsheng again, and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Changsheng, how do you know that I will arrive today?"

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, before Guo Changsheng could react, Wu Xiufeng next to him laughed, then turned around and waved to the crowd behind, and immediately a young man in a black suit with a resolute face squeezed through the crowd and walked in front of Zhang Kun, snapping, a military salute.

The military salute came so suddenly, Zhang Kun was stunned for a while, and he didn't know whether to hold his fists or return a military salute.

As if sensing Zhang Kun's embarrassment, Wu Xiufeng smiled even more happily, and didn't stop until a while, and then introduced to Zhang Kun: "This is my third apprentice, with one hand Baji Boxing, which is also a rare opponent in Cangzhou, and now serves as some escort work in Zhongnanhai." ”

"I don't have any rights, but it's okay to ask someone to keep an eye on your information in the aviation system. So the first time you buy your ticket today, we know when you're off the plane. ”

After Wu Xiufeng finished speaking, Guo Changsheng smiled and nodded: "That's right, that's it, that's it, so we chose the time to pick you up, but it's ......." ”

Speaking of this, Guo Changsheng's face suddenly became slightly gloomy: "Should I say that fate is good, or is it fate." I was here to pick you up, but I didn't expect to meet him here!"

Guo Changsheng turned his head with a gloomy face, and looked at the team that was still standing in front of the temporary exit in the distance, one of the three people in front.

Zhang Kun followed Guo Changsheng's gaze, his eyes immediately froze, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"Do you know who he is?" Guo Changsheng said with a slightly gloomy voice.

Zhang Kun nodded heavily, then narrowed his eyes and slowly spit out four words: "Miyamoto Tian Chong!"

From the moment Zhang Kun walked into this pick-up hall, the first thing he saw was not Uncle Guo Changsheng and others at the exit, but a group of people farther away, to be precise, a person.

Dressed in a black suit, he was in his forties, standing there gently, but Zhang Kun, who entered the pick-up hall, suddenly felt like a man's back. An oppressive force far stronger than that of Guo Changsheng's uncle and others emanated from that person.

He just stood there quietly, but in Zhang Kun's eyes, it seemed to be a thousand rays of light, sharp and sharp, as if countless needle tips were stimulating the pores of Zhang Kun's body.

Originally, Zhang Kun didn't know who he was, but he only felt that this person's strength was far above Uncle Guo Changsheng.

But thinking about what Uncle Guo Changsheng said just now, then Zhang Kun couldn't guess it.

Uncle Guo Changsheng, as a grandmaster, is already a master in China, and there are not many people who can be stronger than him.

Coupled with the age of forty years old, there is a similar but different temperament to Chinese...... , Zhang Kun still can't guess.

Miyahonda ...... Finally meet!