Guangdong, 1936. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In these days, it is common for men to meet in the hall. In Guangdong, the most popular playground is the memorial of Chentang, and the most famous in Foshan is the Republic Building of Eagle Shazui, which is full of gold, so everyone calls it the Golden Building. It is the first hall in Guangdong to have an elevator, known as the prince in and out of the eunuch, which can make you lose your money.

Ordinary people see the Golden Tower as an ecstasy, but in the national art world, this is a heroic land. There are many people with temperament in the dust, and many of them are hidden masters.

Gong Baosen looked up at the signboard of the Golden Building with a serious face, took a step forward, entered the gate, and went up the stairs step by step, behind him were the apprentice Ma San and several disciples of the art transmission.

Going up to the second floor, passing through a group of warblers and swallows, Gong Baosen sat down facing the gate at the entrance of the largest hall.

There was a lot of noise all around, and the girls and guests in the hall all looked curiously at Gong Baosen, who was sitting on the top seat, and the disciples behind him. Most of these girls and guests are disciples of the martial arts school of the Foshan generation, and they can write kung fu to some extent, and many of them are masters.

Facing the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Gong Baosen's expression was as usual, the noisy sound made his ears itch a little, he stretched out his fingers and slowly plucked his ears, there was no boredom on his face.

Everyone looked at Gong Baosen, who was calm and calm on the stage, and his voice gradually became quieter, and finally he was silent, and the needle could be heard.

With a knock on the folding fan in his hand, Gong Baosen slowly spoke: "I have only become three things in my life. Merged the Xingyi Gate and the Bagua Gate, borrowed my senior brother's class, presided over the Chinese Warriors Association, and united more than a dozen sects such as Tongbei, Cannon Hammer, Tai Chi, and Yanqing to join, and finally became a northern boxer who went south to pass on his art. In the eighteenth year of the Republic of China, the Liangguang Guoshu Museum was established, and the Five Tigers went down to the south of the Yangtze River, which was negotiated between me and Mr. Li Renchao in this golden building. My retirement ceremony was held once in the north, and this time the invitation of the Mengjing Martial Arts Association will be held here again, because I want to say goodbye to the old buddies and old comrades in the south! As he spoke, Gong Baosen clenched his fists and arched his hand at several famous boxers present.

"The one who partnered with me in the Northeast was my eldest apprentice Ma San, and he took over my class!" Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Gong Baosen's face. There was a burst of applause at the scene, and Ma San stood behind Gong Baosen, standing tall, and arched his hand towards everyone.

"You'll have to take care of him!" Gong Baosen sighed and said, "Originally, I still wanted to do the last thing, which was to pass the south fist to the north, but unfortunately I didn't have time!" At the retirement ceremony here, the person who joined me, I think it was a boxer from the south, of course, everyone has to approve it, pick one" Speaking of this, Gong Baosen's face became serious.

The fighters of the Jingwu Club were suddenly silent, and everyone couldn't nominate anyone for a while, so they had to postpone the time and come back to Gong Baosen on the second day.

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Day 2.

"Bang!" With a scream, a big man smashed through the window of the Golden Building and fell from the second floor, and Ma San jumped out of the other end of the window.

He looked coldly at the many boxers around him, and sneered: "With this little ability, dare to call the old man ban?!" Let's do it together! ”

"Beat him!"

With a loud shout, many angry fighters besieged him.

Ma Sanshuang's eyes were cold, his face was expressionless, and he beat the surrounding figures to the ground and howled miserably in three moves and two styles, these are all elite boxers in the Jingwu Club, all of them are strong, but no one can take Ma Sansan's moves!

Ma San practiced Xingyi Boxing, inherited Gong Baosen's strength, coupled with Chen Xiao's guidance, his kung fu is not far from Gong Baosen, Xingyi Boxing is already domineering, and the fists are very heavy when fighting people, looking at Ma San's fierce performance and a few miserable figures lying on the ground, a group of boxers were discouraged, and they didn't dare to come forward to beg for fun.

"At the old man's retirement ceremony in the north, it was me who took his hand. Enter the temple to worship the Buddha to go to the mountain gate, to see the real Buddha, you have to pass my horse three first! This sentence caused countless boxers to be furious, and they wanted to surround them again, but they were stopped by a thin middle-aged man.

A group of boxers retreated and went to the Ye family's ancestral house, they remembered that powerful young man, the face was frustrated and had to be made up, Ye Man was famous in the Liangguang martial arts, and there were faint signs of the first person in the Liangguang martial arts, and it was only by him that he could earn back face.

Gong Baosen's temporary residence.

Outside the door, a large group of people were around, and the sound of voices in the room kept coming.

"Do you know why knives have to be sheathed?" Gong Baosen had a cold face and stared at Ma San.

"Because the true intention of the knife is not to kill, but to hide!" Ma San replied calmly.

"Your knife is too sharp, it needs to be hidden in its sheath!" Looking at Ma San's stubborn appearance, Gong Baosen was angry in his heart.

"My sheath is you, master, you are here, I can't make a mess" Ma San smiled.

"I can't hide you, let's become famous again in ten years, and leave Foshan now!" Gong Baosen snorted coldly: "If you can't catch the train, I'll cut off your leg!" At the end of the day, he was already full of voice.

Ma San was extremely angry in his heart, he glared at Gong Baosen, with a look of disbelief, but he still had scruples in his heart, and he didn't dare to offend Gong Baosen directly, although Gong Baosen was already old, he still didn't have the confidence to face this old man, this is a generation of grandmasters who have dominated the martial arts for decades, even if it is a hero in the twilight, no one dares to underestimate it!

Ma San turned around angrily, opened the door and walked out, slamming the door shut, this night, the seeds of hatred had been planted in his heart.

The rain poured down, and at night, a group of strong men guarded the residence of Jingwuhui Palace Baosen, not afraid of wind and rain.

In the distance, a carriage gradually approached, and a group of people surrounded it, blocking the carriage's path.

"Stop!" The leading man shouted.

"Ask a friend to give way!" In front of the carriage, an old man with an umbrella arched his hand, and said in a low voice, with a yellow-haired monkey crawling on his shoulder, looking at the people who stopped in front of the carriage.

"I'm sorry, Foshan Jingwu Club has a rule, anyone with weapons is not allowed to enter this street!" The strong man replied coldly.

The old man's face in the carriage changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Do you know who is sitting in the car?" Call out the disciples of the Gong family! The old man twisted his head and said coldly.

"Da Da Da!" In the corridor, accompanied by the sound of high heels kicking the ground, Gong Ruomei walked in the corridor with Fuxing and walked towards Gong Baosen's room.

Outside the door of that room, there was still a large group of people around at this time, and the leader was a bald man, who was a disciple of the Gong family.

"Second girl, you're here!" When the strong man saw Gong Ruomei, he seemed to have seen a savior: "This thing must be stopped, winning or losing is not good!" "He's talking about Gong Baosen going to work with boxers from the south.

It's just that his hard work is destined to be useless, Gong Ruomei looked arrogant and said: "My father has never been defeated in his life, how can he win or lose?!" With that, he walked towards the room.

"Hey, what if you win, let people say that the big bully the small, and the difference in seniority!" The bald man replied.

After Gong Ruomei pushed the door open, she saw that the room was empty, she ignored the man's chatter, and just asked lightly, "Where is my father?" ”

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