Chinatown, also known as Chinatown or Chinatown, is an area where Chinese live in urban areas of other countries. The formation of Chinatown is due to the early Chinese emigrating overseas and becoming a local minority, and in the face of the new environment, they need to live together in one area, so most of Chinatowns are a kind of testimony to the history of the Chinese diaspora. Chinatown was first called "Tang Street". In 1673, Nalan Xingde's "Lushui Pavilion Miscellaneous Knowledge": "In Japan, there were people who went there in the Tang Dynasty, and the residents called it 'Tang Street', which is now ten miles long.

Walking in Chinatown, Liu Sheng felt like he was back in China in a trance, with Chinese-style signboards hanging in the shops and restaurants on the street, and the Chinese characters made people not feel a sense of intimacy, and the familiar yellow-skinned faces were shuttling around. If it weren't for Ellie Jie by his side, Liu Sheng would still think that he hadn't gone abroad.

"Ellie, where is the Korean martial arts hall you are talking about?" After walking for a long time, Liu Sheng found more traditional Chinese martial arts halls, such as Xingyi Boxing, Tai Chi Boxing, and Baguazhang Martial Arts Gym are basically the mainstream here, and you can even see Japanese karate gyms in the corner, and there is no taekwondo gym that Ai Jie said.

"Right ahead, we'll have to walk through the whole Chinatown to see it." Pointing to the end of Chinatown, where she was faintly visible, she had been here with her friends a few times.

Looking at this considerable distance, Liu Sheng really regretted listening to Ellie's words, and chose to walk forward, I came to pick a scene, not to Chinatown for a day trip.

"Wait." Liu Sheng was suddenly attracted by a loud noise, and quickly called Allie Jie.

"What's going on there?" Liu Sheng pointed to the street that stretched out on the left.

There is a façade there, surrounded by people with three layers inside and three layers outside. I don't know what's going on inside the tunnel. But look at the eyes sparkle with excitement. The crowd pointing at the point is definitely a big buzz.

Yes, it seems that liking to be lively is not just the patent of the Chinese, this is not only romantic in the bones of the French, this look at the excitement is not worse than the Chinese, anyway, Liu Sheng was forced to go by Elliejie, and several bodyguards behind him were like great enemies, closely following behind. One hand touched the bulging waist.

"What's there to see in the scene." Liu Sheng reluctantly followed Ellijie, secretly slandering in his heart, and so on, Liu Sheng was shocked, you must know that the Chinese people living in Chinatown are unprecedentedly united, and they will not do such a thing, then it must be an external factor.

Liu Sheng couldn't help but think of a possibility, there are Korean taekwondo gyms and Japanese karate gyms nearby to open apprentices here, is it that they can't stand the exclusion of the Chinese and join forces to do things. If that's the case, I have to go over and help my compatriots pull out the blood, which is thicker than water. No matter where you go, everyone is a descendant of Yan and Huang.

"It is estimated that the Yuanheng Martial Arts Hall is a bit hanging this time." As soon as he arrived nearby, Liu Sheng heard the people around him start to talk.

"Yes, this time, the Korean stick didn't know what kind of madness Lu Dao had made, and he actually joined forces with Little Japan to go to the Yuanheng Martial Arts Hall to play on the field. If they use wheel warfare, Pavilion Master Wu is a bit fierce. One of them obviously knew a little bit of inside information, and shook his head in some frustration, after all, it was the Chinese martial arts hall that was challenged, and how many shameless defeats they were.

"Didn't the other martial arts gyms come to help?" Someone asked unwillingly.

"It's here, why didn't you come, but those damn Korean sticks are in cahoots with little Japan, and they insist that this is a matter between Wonhyung Martial Arts Hall and Korean taekwondo and Japanese karate, so those hall owners can't get involved." The man shook his head, he had long lost hope in the Yuanheng Martial Arts Pavilion.

"Alas, yes, whether you admit it or not, those Korean sticks and little Japan's pavilion owners and Wu pavilion owners are about the same strength, and two fists are hard to beat four hands." Another analysis.

Liu Sheng was amused when he heard it, it seems that the Korean sticks and little Japan are so shameless, anyway, the martial arts hall that kicked the Korean stick when I came here today, and it was not bad to carry the little Japan by the way.

"Let's let go, Lao Tzu will kick the hall." Liu Sheng looked at the crowd that was full of people, frowned secretly, and couldn't help shouting.

Kick the hall, the crowd is more lively, now it is already time for saber rattling inside, there is actually a big deal outside, but look at him as a Chinese, look at the lively Chinese thinking of this is even more angry at Liu Sheng, as their own people actually fell into the well at this juncture, where are you ah, it is simply a traitorous act. However, the people around still took the initiative to give way to the position, otherwise it would make people think that the Yuanheng Martial Arts Hall was afraid, and it would be a shame to throw it to grandma's house.

Liu Sheng nodded with satisfaction to the surrounding crowd of angry eyes, and walked straight into the Yuanheng Martial Arts Hall, and Ai Lijie also followed closely, but there was no one in the living room, and there was no hospitality, so it is estimated that they all went to the courtyard at the back, after all, this is not a good place to compete.

Passing through the corner gate, Liu Sheng found that it was not very lively, on the one hand, the short clothes of the Chinese martial artists, and on the other hand, the samurai uniforms of South Korea and Japan were unified, and they were practicing eye attacks, and a great battle could break out at any time.

"The old and young masters are here, Lao Tzu came to kick the hall and called the steward out." Liu Sheng walked towards those step by step with eight figures, and shouted arrogantly.

Well? Everyone present couldn't turn around, what does this mean, you must know that the Chinese martial arts hall in the entire Chinatown of Ludao has come here in order to help, and the Korean and Japanese martial arts halls have sent their elites here in order to win the Yuanheng martial arts hall in one fell swoop, where did this young man come from, but listen to what he means should be Chinese.

"To the west, Jinsang seems that the people of China are a nation that loves infighting." A Japanese mustachioed man said to the Korean next to him with a gloating smile on his face.

"Hmph, if he wants to kick the gym, he must pass my level first, our Republic of Korea is the most powerful, and he will never do anything to take advantage of people's danger." The Korean stick next to him didn't appreciate it at all, but glared at Liu Sheng angrily.

The arrogance and ignorance of the Korean stick have long been deeply rooted in their bones, and they are not allowed to have any flaws in their victory, not to mention that there are many talents in the Korean and Japanese teams, and the Won Heng Wuguan is simply meat on the chopping board.

"Jin Sang, you want you to put the overall situation first, we are bound to win this Yuanheng Martial Arts Pavilion, and we can't make any mistakes." That Japanese mustache was unhappy, and he didn't care what method he used for victory, anyway, their nation has been so shameless since ancient times.

"Yamamu-kun, no matter what, I won't allow him to be the first to challenge the Yuanheng Martial Arts Pavilion." The Korean stick was very unhappy in his heart, if it weren't for the huge interests of the Wonhyung Martial Arts Hall here, he would not have cooperated with the Japanese devils, you must know that they also have a feud with the Japanese devils.

"Jin Sang, I think you still have a little rest, you see that the pavilion owners of those people can't bear it." The Japanese mustache pointed to the martial arts gyms that came to help the boxing, and some Annai couldn't stop it.

"Master Wu, what are you doing here, let me go up and teach him a lesson." The owner of the Zhenwu Martial Arts Gym is not yet forty years old this year, and it is the peak of martial arts practitioners, but his fiery temper has brought him a lot of troubles, such as corporal punishment of students, which may not be a big deal in China, but in Western countries such as France, it is a big event, and he has been punished many times to volunteer in the community.

"Hehe, Master Yue, don't be impatient, you see that young man may not be targeting us." Pavilion Master Wu pressed him with his hand and said with a smile, a hint of wisdom flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Huh?" Master Yue also calmed down a little, looking at Liu Sheng, who was walking slowly with a figure-eight step, it seemed that he had been staring at both South Korea and Japan, and did not look at them at all.

"This little brother, I am Wu Shengli of the Yuanheng Martial Arts Pavilion, I don't know what advice Lu Dao has." Pavilion Master Wu stood up from the Taishi chair with a smile, hugged his fists at Liu Sheng, and said without humility or arrogance.

Well, Liu Sheng looked at the red-faced and kind-eyed old man in front of him, and nodded his head incessantly, he really had the demeanor of a master, he was not chaotic in the face of danger, and he unconsciously had a majestic demeanor on all sides.

"You're the owner here, aren't you?" Liu Sheng's purpose was not to harm his compatriots, and he also had a good impression of this Wu Pavilion Master, and it was impossible to speak ill of each other, pretending to be stupid and stunned.

"Hehe, they're here to kick the hall." Although the owner of the Wu Pavilion didn't know what Liu Sheng's idea was, as an experienced old man, he was very good at seeing the tricks.

"Kick the gym?" Liu Sheng asked with some confusion, as if he didn't believe it.

Pavilion Master Wu nodded with a smile, and had a little understanding of Liu Sheng's thoughts.

"Then the master of the Wu Pavilion, we Chinese don't pay attention to coming first and arriving first?" Liu Sheng asked with a somewhat treacherous smile.

"That's natural, our China has been a country of etiquette since ancient times, and it is the most basic politeness to come first and come first." Pavilion Master Wu immediately sang a double reed with Liu Sheng.

"Then the owner of the Wu Pavilion will give me these people, I was about to challenge the Korean and Japanese martial arts hall in France as soon as I got off the plane, but I didn't expect that I didn't even have a ghost when I arrived at their martial arts hall, I didn't think that the face of the Wu Pavilion Master was big, and I actually invited them all over, but the Wu Pavilion Master had to belong to me today, mainly to kick the hall first." Liu Sheng looked at those Korean and Japanese pavilion owners with some depression, as if they were the most heinous people.

"Okay then." Pavilion Master Wu hesitated for a moment, but looking at Liu Sheng's confident appearance, he didn't feel that he had agreed to his request. (To be continued......)