Chapter 270: Eight Steps Meteor Legs

"I've seen that person who took a candid photo, wearing a peaked cap, about the same height as you, about thirty years old, with average kung fu in his hands, but his body is very powerful, and when he ran away, he climbed over the wall in a few steps." Yang Guo said to Fu Lei, "Do you know that person named A-Ying, do you know such a person?" โ€

"I don't know." Fu Lei shook his head.

He hesitated for a moment and said: "I'm not excusing Ah Ying, in the past few months, I haven't seen Ah Ying mention you, intuitively, I think it's unlikely that Ah Ying did it, maybe it was all the mastermind behind the biker party." โ€

"Wait a minute." At this time, Guo Hongjing, who had been silent beside him, walked up and asked, "Yang Guo, did the person you said have a hooked nose and a little pale face, and then he feels a little drunk when he speaks." โ€

Yang Guo compared Guo Hongjing's description with the image in his mind, nodded and said: "He hasn't spoken to me, but his nose is indeed hooked nose, and his skin is indeed a little white." โ€

"Xiaojing, do you know anything?" Old Man Guo Chong asked in a deep voice.

Guo Hongjing respectfully said to Old Man Guo Chong: "Master, I do know that there is such a person, and you also know that after I took over the management of the affairs in the museum, I often have to deal with people outside. โ€

"In Yangcheng or on the boundary of our Guangdong Province, there is a small sect called Eight-Step Meteor Legs, which is not very good at kung fu, but is always good at it." Guo Hongjing said.

"Well, I've heard of this sect before, but those disciples seem to have died in the War of Resistance against France." Old man Guo Chong recalled and said.

"Actually, it's not completely sacrificed," Guo Hongjing said, "I also recently heard that there was a man who came back with a broken leg and left a spark for their sect. Of course, it is normal that the master has not heard of it until now, and he has not heard of it. โ€

"So, you said that person is from this eight-step meteor leg sect?" Yang Guo asked.

Guo Hongjing nodded and said, "If the person you are talking about is the same person as the one I am talking about, that's it!" I heard from others last year that there is only one person left in this sect now, and then this person is not good at practicing boxing and runs away to be a private detective. Speaking of which, Guo Hongjing was also a little embarrassed.

"It must be him!" Yang Guo perked up and said, "Look at his equipment, it's still very professional, it's him." What's his name? Where to stay? โ€

"I don't know where he lives, but I know what his name is, his surname is Che, and his name is Cha Eunjun." Guo Hongjing said.

"Stones." At this time, Old Man Guo Chong's mood eased a lot, and Fu Lei also called his nickname, and he ordered, "You make a phone call and help Yang Guo ask the person named A-Ying, did he do this!" "Now, Old Man Guo Chong is selling Yang Guo a favor.

"Yes!" Fu Lei said respectfully, "I'll fight now." โ€

Fu Lei came back after calling, and sure enough, this matter had nothing to do with them.

This made Yang Guo feel very guilty, and began to reflect on whether he was a little too irritable, and before he could ask clearly, he almost destroyed the martial arts hall.

Old man Guo Chong took down a ring ruler from the altar, all of which were as long as a sword, although they were made of iron, but they were as bright as new, and I don't know if someone often played with them. Seeing the old man's action, Fu Lei's legs trembled.

"Stone, reach out! Two! Old man Guo Chong's voice was not loud, but it revealed a majesty that people did not dare to resist, "As a martial arts gym boxer, you do not punish evil and promote good, but also indulge your students to bully the weak, according to the rules of our sect, you will be fined fifty rulers!" โ€

Old man Guo Chong did not mention the martial arts hall at this time, but talked about the sect, which shows that this is not just a matter of the reputation of the martial arts hall.

Fu Lei cried with a sad face, knelt down, held his palms high, and trembled all over.

"Smack!" Old man Guo Chong waved the ring ruler and hit it hard, and when this foot went down, Fu Lei's right palm quickly swollen with a red mark. And Fu Lei didn't dare to scream, gritted his teeth, and the severe pain made his facial muscles already a little distorted.

What a fight! Yang Guo looked at it in surprise.

The sound of "pop" was another ring ruler, and Fu Lei's left palm was also swollen.

Fifty precepts down, aren't these two palms going to be abolished? Yang Guo looked at it in horror, he didn't expect the rules of this sect to be so strict, how many years have passed, corporal punishment still exists, is this the power of tradition?

And Fu Lei didn't dare to beg for mercy, let alone resist, it is said in the novel that in the traditional sect, the majesty of the master is even higher than that of his father, Yang Guo can be regarded as having seen it.

"Smack!" After another moment, Fu Lei finally couldn't help it, opened his mouth and shouted. The echo of Fu Lei's screams had not stopped, and the old man Guo Chong's ring ruler was raised again, and he closed his eyes, ready to meet another sharp pain.

"Master Guo! Wait," Yang Guo suddenly moved, reached out and pressed Old Man Guo Chong's hand, and squeezed between the two with a wry smile, "Wait." โ€

Fu Lei was squeezed to the ground by Yang Guo's buttocks, and he hurriedly grabbed his red and swollen hands between his legs, grinning hoarsely and gasping for air.

"Master Guo, I think, you can just hit twice, Fu Lei didn't make too many mistakes, after your teachings, I think he will also correct it." Yang Guo pressed Guo Chong's hand and continued.

"Xiao Yang, are you trying to intercede for him?" Old Man Guo Chong looked at Yang Guo suspiciously and asked.

Although Fu Lei rolled to the ground, he also listened to Yang Guo's words clearly, his eyes were round, Yang Guo would still say good things to him, I couldn't believe it! Obviously, Yang Guo came to Xingshi to ask for guilt!

Yang Guo smiled: "Yes, Master Guo, Fu Lei's nature is not bad, listen to him, and help me restrain that A-Ying, the contradiction between us is actually largely my misunderstanding, just talk about it now, don't make a big move." โ€

Old man Guo Chong looked at Yang Guo's sincere eyes, slowly withdrew his right hand and the ring ruler from Yang Guo's loose hand, he gently put the ring ruler on the Eight Immortals table next to him, and then shook the hem of his clothes and sat down on the Taishi chair.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Xiao Shi, since Xiao Yang intercedes for you, then this ring ruler will not be punished, but now go back and copy the door rules twenty times." โ€

"Those who learn martial arts, abstain from bullying the weak, abstain from forgetting righteousness for profit, abstain from disloyalty and unfilial piety, and if you commit it again next time, you must not only beat and break your legs, but also expel yourself from the school! Did you hear that? Old man Guo Chong suddenly changed his tone and shouted.

"Disciple remember!" Fu Lei's pain in his hands eased a little at this time, and he quickly got up from the ground, bowed respectfully to the master and said.

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) โ‰งโ–ฝโ‰ฆ๏ผ‰