In 1950, the month of Bingxu, the day of Renchen, frost fell.

Almost on the same day, the newspapers of 12 Hong Kong tabloids published the same story in their respective newspapers.

"Russian boxing champion Sarachev goes south to Hong Kong to challenge all Hong Kong martial arts masters"

On the same day, the China Hong Kong Daily, which has a circulation of more than 13,000, published an interview with the Russian boxing champion on the front page.

In the headline interview, the Russian boxing champion named Sarachev was portrayed as a strong man who defeated nine major martial arts masters in Nanyang in a row.

Because this interview is a front-page headline, China Hong Kong Daily canceled the cover girl who was extremely seductive a few days ago, and instead replaced it with a photo of Russian boxing champion Sarachev, in which Sarachev is shirtless, muscular and strong, pouting and looking at the camera, extremely mocking.

At the end of the interview, Chen Bingzhong said in the author's tone: "In this interview, the Russian boxing champion has an arrogant attitude and insults my Chinese martial arts. ”

The influence of the 12 star tabloids, the headline interview of the China Hong Kong Daily, and the hanging red of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, as soon as the report came out, half of Hong Kong was shocked.

I'll pounce on your mother! It's okay for the British to bully us, now even the Russian ghosts are bold enough to belittle my Chinese martial arts? Wasn't it bad enough to be taught a lesson by Huo Yuanjia back then?

The matter only fermented for a day, because it aroused the discussion of most Hong Kong people, and finally even the mainstream newspapers such as Ta Kung Pao, Wen Wei Po and the Hong Kong Times successively published this incident on important pages, and for a time the news of the Russian boxing champion going south to challenge the Hong Kong martial arts master became the biggest hot news in Hong Kong, and there were people discussing it on the streets and alleys.

However, the strange thing is that in addition to the China Hong Kong Daily, other newspapers in Hong Kong have also sent reporters to find the Russian boxing champion Sarachev and prepare to do an interview with him in their own newspaper, but the reporters of other newspapers could not find the boxing champion anyway.

On Boundary Street in Mong Kok, Kowloon, Su King-yin strolled alone, and occasionally saw a newsboy carrying a backpack and a few newspapers along the way along the way.

"Outside, outside, the Russian ghost insulted me in Chinese martial arts, and the China and Hong Kong Daily invested 10,000 yuan to hire the contemporary Huo Yuanjia!"

Hearing the sound of the newsboy, Su Jingxian raised the corners of his mouth and walked from the East Street Entrance into the Kowloon Walled City, which was ignored by the Chinese and Hong Kong Yingsan.

Because there was no Lin Zhiyong to lead the way, Su Jingxian came to the intersection of the walled city, gave a rotten boy a few coins, and asked the rotten boy to take him around the martial arts hall in the walled city, and finally stopped in front of a martial arts hall that looked a little dilapidated.

Nowadays, the business of martial arts halls in Hong Kong is not sluggish, and many Hong Kong people can't even eat enough, so how can they spend money to learn martial arts, so most of the martial arts halls are opened in low-rent walled cities, and it is rare to see martial arts halls open outside the walled cities.

At this time, the martial arts hall that made Su Jingxian stop looked particularly dilapidated, because it was in disrepair, the brick skin of the blue brick wall had peeled off a lot, the two heavy wooden doors were full of gaps, and the signboard hanging on the door beam could barely see the four big characters of 'Nanquan Authentic'.

"Is there a living person in this martial arts hall?" Su Jingxian turned his head and asked the rotten boy who led the way.

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked rotten boy had a flattering smile on his face, and nodded again and again: "Yes, but the people are not very prosperous, if this gentleman plans to learn boxing, I suggest you go to the Mo Family Boxing Gym just now, where it is the Great Martial Arts Gym, and there are dozens of apprentices." ”

Su Jingxian didn't take a stubble, and continued to ask: "Can the master of this martial arts hall fight?" ”

The rotten boy said with a smile: "Now those who are qualified to open a martial arts hall in the walled city have some ability, otherwise they will be kicked out by those who come to kick the gym if they don't wait for the martial arts hall to open." However, although this martial arts hall has gained a firm foothold in the walled city, business is very poor. ”

Su Jingxian snorted and sent him a cigarette: "Wait for me outside the door, I have something to discuss with the martial arts master, if the negotiation is completed, I will give you two more yuan." ”

Pushing open the door of the martial arts hall, the creaking screams of the wooden door were particularly harsh.

Su Jingxian walked into the martial arts hall, came to the center of the courtyard, and was just about to open his mouth to call someone, when he heard a deep voice coming from a room facing the courtyard.

"Is Sehoon back?"

As the sound sounded, the door opened, and a middle-aged man who looked like he was forty or fifty years old walked into the courtyard, and after seeing that it was not his apprentice standing in the courtyard, the middle-aged man showed a look of astonishment on his face, and looked Su Jingxian up and down.

He was looking at Su Jingxian, and Su Jingxian was also looking at him.

The man in front of him was wearing a washed white robe, his sideburns were dyed with hoarfrost, there were a few deep wrinkles on his forehead, his nose was straight and his ears were broad, and he looked like a common middle-aged uncle on the street. However, Su Jingxian found that the slightly shabby gown on the other party did not seem to fit, the gown should have been loose and flat, but now wearing it on this middle-aged man, he said that there was a feeling of tightness.

This kind of image does not conform to the elegant demeanor of the masters in films, television and novels, but Su Jingxian's eyes are bright.

Before he was reborn, he had seen a photo of a martial arts master in the Republic of China, the martial arts master was covered in muscles, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, if he wore a long shirt, it was estimated that he would be the same as the middle-aged man in front of him, giving people a tense and awkward feeling.

"Didn't ask this gentleman?" The middle-aged man looked at Su Jingxian and made a fist salute, his voice full of anger.

The fist salute pays attention to the right hand inside, the left hand outside, and the right hand is held with the left hand.

After a fist salute, Su Jingxian opened his mouth and said: "My name is Su Jingxian, and I am a little interested in martial arts, I don't know what this master is called?" ”

The middle-aged man showed a look of surprise on his face, and after a pause, he said, "Mr. Su, I am Sun Lianyin, the owner of this boxing gym. Mr. Su, are you here...... Learn boxing? ”

Sun Lianyin finally spit out the words 'learn boxing' gently, and his face was already full of doubts.

This boxing gym has not had an apprentice come to the door for a full year, and it seems that it will not be able to support it, and this young boy who suddenly visited today looks well-dressed, and said that he is interested in martial arts, is it really here to learn boxing?

Su Jingxian shook his head, dashing Sun Lianyin's hopes: "I'm sorry, I don't plan to learn boxing." However, I passed by the martial arts hall and saw the signboard at the door that said that Nanquan was authentic, I don't know what kind of boxing Master Sun practiced? ”

It can be clearly seen that when Su Jingxian said that he didn't plan to learn boxing, Sun Lianyin's eyes suddenly darkened a little, but he still opened his mouth to explain: "Mr. Su, I learned the authentic Southern School of Baimei Boxing, and I studied under Qin Chengjiu. ”

White Eyebrow Boxing? Qin Chengjiu? Haven't heard of it. Su Jingxian frowned, and he had no impression of this boxing in his mind.