Seeing Wang Zhongzheng's father and son walking in, the foreigner seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and instantly came to life, hurriedly walked over, and said very respectfully: "Lion Tiger, big wet chest!"

Although the kung fu is not very good, it is obvious that Wang Zhongzheng has a very good attitude towards them, and it is natural to practice martial arts before refining his heart.

These people would shout these two sentences in Chinese, and it was very non-standard, and then they began to be able to communicate in English, anyway, Yao Jun couldn't understand what they said.

Liao Fei was very clever, seeing that Yao Jun was coming with his master and brother, it was definitely not that simple, he took the initiative to act as a translator for Yao Jun: "These are all barbarians, we have to find a master to compete, we didn't pay attention to them at first, but they insulted the master, we didn't hold back, so we fought with them, they shot quickly, they couldn't see clearly at all, and they were defeated!"

Yao Jun looked at the men, and it was obvious that they had wounds on their faces and bodies.

Seeing Wang Zhongzheng and the others coming over, a thin and withered old man in a white cotton exercise uniform sat motionless on a chair, while seven or eight men straddled their hands behind each other, lined up, and stood behind the old man, with a Cuban cigar in his mouth, and he didn't look at everyone.

Although the other party is here to kick the gym, Wang Zhongzheng can't come up and start fighting, the rivers and lakes have the rules of the rivers and lakes, he must hold back his anger and follow the process, which will add the first salute and then the soldiers.

Just like these people, although they are arrogant and domineering, they will hurt a lot of people as soon as they arrive at the martial arts hall, but they do not move the signboard of the Wang family's martial arts hall.

If you kick the gym, the consequences are extremely serious, and if the challenged martial arts hall can't beat it, you must take down the signboard, and wait until you defeat the opponent this time, and you can see the signboard hanging up.

These people seem to be arrogant, but they are rough and fine, and they are not easy to deal with.

Wang Zhongzheng endured the anger in his heart, and said to the old man in the middle: "This friend is invited, I don't know why, came to my martial arts hall to kick the gym, and injured my disciple?

If you don't break the rules, it's not like this if the other party comes to kick the gym.

Kicking the hall is also divided into several ways, if it is for the sake of martial arts, you must challenge in turn, starting from the disciple of the hall to the curator.

If it is a personal grievance, then you should invite the senior masters to come over to do notarization, share grievances, revenge, and complain.

And now the way of kicking the gym of Qiquanmen is obviously not the above two, but from the perspective of righteousness, they are questioned about the martial arts hall.

All the people will be given a lesson as soon as they enter the door, and all the disciples will be taught a lesson, of course, if they start, they are obviously very measured, and they only suffer flesh wounds, which shows that they are coming for Wang Zhongzheng, the curator.

"Hehe, the owner of the Wang Pavilion still doesn't know why we are here?" The thin old man moved the cigar in his mouth, spit out a puff of rich smoke, glanced at Wang Zhongzheng, and said with a big prick: "We people who practice martial arts have rules, and the kung fu of Huaxia can be passed on to our own people, but it must not be passed on to the people of Fanbang, and the Wang Pavilion Master really doesn't know that this rule is not true?"

Wang Zhongzheng sneered: "I know this rule, but I just passed on their health skills, this friend, don't say that there are no foreign students in your martial arts hall, I don't believe it, I don't think I'm breaking the ancestral rules by doing this." This friend, if you really want to remind me, why don't you go down the post first, it's not very proper to come to the door like this!"

People in the martial arts, in addition to kicking the hall for a reason, out of identity, they will generally bow down in advance, indicating that they will come to learn from the masters of your hall on a certain day of the month, and only the hairy boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes will do this, and he will lose points.

The old man with a cigar in his mouth was unruly himself, but he said that Wang Zhongzheng was unruly, which was funny, and the reason he found could be said to be stinky.

If there are really no foreign disciples in this old man's martial arts hall, then his martial arts hall will not have to be opened, as long as Wang Zhongzheng reports it, he will definitely be unlucky, because this will definitely be considered a racist by those radicals, of course Wang Zhongzheng will not do this, and the old man will not say so, because he can't fall into the handle.

But if it is true that there are no foreigners who go to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts, all of them are Chinese, Wang Zhong does not believe it, this is simply impossible, so using teaching foreign students as an excuse can be said to be an infamous move.

The old man snorted coldly, and said with a straight face: "What rules do I have to abide by with you for people who don't follow the rules? I have discussed it with my colleagues in San Francisco, and the big guys are a little unaccustomed to your behavior, how can you continue to open a martial arts hall like you? Let this martial arts hall out, and you can still sell it for a good price now." ”

Wang Zhongzheng couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard the old man say that the entire fellow Daoist had opinions about him, and asked with some doubts: "This friend, my martial arts gym has only been open for three or four years, and all I teach is the superficial kung fu of strengthening the body, and I have never had any conflicts with others...... You Qiquan Gate has taken a fancy to the location of my martial arts hall, and you want to take advantage of it?"

As he spoke, two cold glints flashed in Wang Zhongzheng's eyes, it was too obvious, this old man was obviously here for him, and he directly said about the martial arts hall, isn't this just to take the opportunity to make trouble?

Some time ago, Wang Zhongzheng has been harassing phone calls, just to buy his martial arts gym, but Wang Zhongzheng is not short of money, this martial arts hall is for him to pass the time, without this martial arts hall, where will he go to kill time?

Obviously, this time the other party targeted himself, just to force himself to sell the martial arts hall.

Don't even think about it!

Wang Zhongzheng is a donkey, a donkey that follows the hair, pulling and not moving, leading and not leaving, it is useless to go up the whip, only to smooth his hair, then things will be easy to do, like theirs, if you do not achieve the goal of observation, this is a very unsuccessful practice.

The old man turned a deaf ear to Wang Zhongzheng's accusations, and instead said with a smile: "A few days ago, there was a martial arts competition meeting in our city, and your apprentice injured several disciples of the same way at the meeting. Your Wang Clan's Martial Arts Gym's Dacheng Fist is so good, all your fellow Daoists want to come and learn it!"

Saying that, the old man's words paused, "I'm just a pioneer, there will be colleagues coming over one after another, I want to know that Dacheng Fist can exert a bit of the power of his predecessors in Your Excellency's martial arts hall, as for this martial arts hall, I have a fancy to it, but the person who wants to buy this place is not me, think about it." ”

Wang Zhongzheng's face changed, he looked at Liao Fei beside him, and said in a low voice: "Liao Fei, who went out to make trouble?"