The two walked straight along the street, and in a few minutes they arrived at a playground-like place, and sure enough, someone was playing kung fu here.

Weng Meiling was small and light, and drilled along the gap to the front, Wang Zichuan was not so polite, took Weng Meiling's hand, and got in.

There is about a hundred square meters of open space inside, there is a wall in the front row, hanging colored cloth on it, not a person comes out from the back to perform, it seems to be used for backstage, on the left side of the venue is a row of big knives, long hair, long sticks and other weapons, on the right side there is a person beating gongs and drums to attract the attention of the crowd, and there is a teenage girl holding a bowl in the back, and there are some idle change in it.

"Everyone, pay attention, I'll show you a chest crushing boulder!" A bald man patted his chest and made a nondescript bodybuilding pose.

Weng Meiling saw the two big men carrying a square boulder and placing it on the bald head, and said worriedly: "Ah Chuan, will such a heavy stone kill people?" ”

These tricks, Wang Zichuan checked on the Internet, explained: "Don't worry, it's just acrobatics, the hammer will fall down quickly, due to inertia, the larger the stone, the smaller the acceleration, and the less pressure generated, such a large stone, there is no danger at all." ”

Weng Meiling sniffed Qiong's nose and sighed: "It turned out to be a lie!" ”

"Open!" With a loud roar from the hammer bearer, the hammer fell, the stone split in half, and the bald man stood up unscathed.

"Good!"

"Good!"

The crowd clapped and shouted, the little girl took the opportunity to walk back and forth with a big bowl, and many people rewarded coins and banknotes.

Today's harvest is not small, and the bald head said excitedly: "Next, the army will perform hard qigong for everyone!" ”

A strong man walked into the venue shirtless. First make a fist gesture to the people around you.

Wang Zichuan said: "Ah Weng, isn't this the person who hit you just now!" ”

Weng Meiling nodded. whispered: "It's him, it turns out that he is in a hurry to come here to perform." ”

I saw the army. Take a deep breath, bulge the muscles of your body like fists, and step on your feet.

"Ka!" A wooden stick hit him, and the man was not unusual, and the stick broke.

Weng Meiling smiled lightly and whispered in Wang Zichuan's ear: "Which wooden stick is fake." ”

"How do you know?"

Weng Meiling blinked, and a smile appeared on her face: "Hehe...... When I was filming, I watched the crew make such props, which looked like the real thing, but they were actually broken in advance. Glued up again. ”

Wang Zichuan looked around, and there were only six or seven people on the other side.

"Ah Weng, look how I am mad for you!"

As he spoke, another stick broke when he struck the man.

Wang Zichuan said loudly: "Hey! What's the point of you playing tricks like this, you have the ability to show your hands and really work hard! ”

Junzi raised his arms, revealing his stone-like muscles, and said angrily: "Isn't this real kung fu!" If you have the ability, you can try it! ”

The bald man stopped the soldier and smiled at Wang Zichuan: "This gentleman is joking, let's come out to perform." With real kung fu, there is no reason to deceive you. ”

Wang Zichuan said with a smile: "These are all tricks to deceive children, are there any tricks, play them out and let us open our eyes!" ”

"Good!" There were also quite a few people in the crowd who were heckling.

It's hard to ride a tiger with a bald head. hugged his fists and said: "Since this gentleman is suspicious, then I will perform a set of Arhat Fuhu Fist for everyone to see!" ”

"Shaolin Temple" and "Shaolin Kid" were box office hits, and people were deeply impressed by Shaolin Kung Fu. They applauded.

The bald man didn't say a word, and played the routines one by one. The fist wind is accompanied by the sound of shouting, which is quite powerful. Cause a round of applause!

"Good! That's exciting! ”

"It's real kung fu at first glance!"

After the bald man finished his routine, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said to Wang Zichuan: "Sir, how do you think of this set of kung fu?" ”

Junzi sneered: "What else do you have to say!" It looks like you're deliberately finding faults, and you're also playing tricks if you have the ability? ”

Wang Zichuan took out a long sword from the weapon rack and said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this, if you have a superficial kung fu, I will too, look at the move!" ”

The soldier was closest to Wang Zichuan, and when he saw the sword light coming, a donkey rolled and rolled over.

Wang Zichuan said with a smile while playing: "The white rainbow runs through the sun, the golden rooster lays eggs, the sun rises, the black ox ploughs the land, and the crane soars to the sky......"

Weng Meiling applauded, looking at these familiar sword moves, she smiled secretly in her heart, this is the kung fu used by the martial arts instructors and actors of the crew, which is extremely ornamental, because Wang Zichuan has played Yin Zhiping, and these basic kung fu will be some.

"Good!"

"Good!"

The audience just clapped their hands and applauded, and their excitement was much more energetic than just now.

"The rainbow is shining, the cadres will go straight in, and the Taoist priest will seal the door!"

Wang Zichuan made a posture of collecting the sword, and said with a smile: "I was ugly just now, and the small skills are not elegant!" ”

The bald man is not as knowledgeable as Weng Meiling, this is the authentic Wudang swordsmanship, which is not passed on by his descendants, and his face is solemn, and he said to Wang Zichuan: "Your Excellency is also in the Wudang lineage, I don't know who the teacher is?" ”

Wang Zichuan smiled: "I have a lot of masters, which one are you talking about?" However, they recite the Analects, the Book of Songs, and learn the Arithmetic, and they have the best experience on how to get into college!"

The bald man said: "What else is pretending to be at this time?" You tell me about the martial arts mastership, if we have any origins, let's make friends! ”

Junzi made a fool just now, and when he was angry, he quietly took off the long knife from the weapon rack and said loudly to the bald head: "Brother! Listen to what he is talking nonsense? I'll know if there's kung fu or not! ”

After speaking, the big knife stabbed at Wang Zichuan, and the military felt that Wang Zichuan had a long sword in his hand, and if there was a cut, the other party would block the knife as soon as he crossed the sword, and with the stab, the other party was unexpected, and it was not easy to block, and it would definitely be revealed in its original form.

Wang Zichuan began to guard when Junzi shouted, Junzi's long knife attacked, he turned sideways, the knife slid past him, and stabbed towards the bald man.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the bald man stretched out his right hand and pinched the back of the knife with two fingers in the middle of the meal, and the knife stopped.

Junzi's face was flushed, and he whispered: "Brother! I was trying to stab him. ”

The bald man said triumphantly: "Sir, this kung fu is not inferior to your set of swordsmanship!" My two-fingered Zen is a throwing knife, even a bullet! ”

The bald man remembered that on the battlefield in Vietnam, he was responsible for drawing out the sniper's shot, but fortunately he was wearing gloves, the bullet was pinched by his fingers, and the speed was greatly reduced, and the hit on the chest only penetrated the epidermis, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

"I haven't seen any two-finger Zen or three-finger Zen!"

The bald man said angrily: "Just now I clamped the back of the knife with my fingers, didn't you see? ”

Wang Zichuan said: "It turned out to be this, you two colluded, what's so strange?" I will do this too! ”

After speaking, Wang Zichuan handed the sword to Weng Meiling, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "This young lady, let's also practice a two-finger Zen!" ”

Weng Meiling took the long sword from Wang Zichuan's hand with a smile, made a gesture towards Wang Zichuan, stabbed it close, slowed down the momentum, and gently pushed it over.

Wang Zichuan grabbed the sword body with both hands and feet, and remembered to hold it between his fingers. Hurriedly changed two fingers to clamp the sword blade.

Weng Meiling pretended to struggle hard, jumped for a while, but never broke free, and shouted: "Ah, what a powerful two-finger Zen!" The strength is so strong, I can't break free! ”

The audience couldn't help laughing when they saw the two of them playing with the bald man, but some people showed doubts, thinking that the scene of Weng Meiling teasing others like this was particularly familiar.

The bald man laughed angrily, clasped his fists at the crowd, and said loudly: "Everyone is gone, that's all for today's performance, thank you for cheering!" ”

The crowd let out a voice of disappointment, some showed pity, some mocked, some shook their heads and worried about Wang Zichuan, and some scolded Wang Zichuan for being nosy.

The five or six entertainers on the venue quietly gathered and surrounded Wang Zichuan and Weng Meiling in the middle, especially the strong man called Junzi, who changed his hand with a swarthy iron rod.

Weng Meiling quickly stood beside Wang Zichuan, looking worried, feeling that she had gone too far today.

Wang Zichuan said: "You won't be angry! ”

A man in a vest said angrily: "You ruined all the results of our day, what do you say?" ”

The bald man sneered: "My brother is very raw, not from Macau!" ”

Weng Meiling said: "We are Hong Kong people, don't mess around!" (To be continued......)