After cleaning up Liu Hongyu, Li Muchen planned to leave, Lilac was still outside, although it was handed over to Lin Manqing, he was still a little uneasy.

"Brother Mashan, let's go."

"You two, do you want to leave like this when you make me like this?" Zhou Na said suddenly.

Li Muchen was slightly stunned, "Then what do you want?" ”

Zhou Na was very curious about Li Muchen, but she didn't know what to do with him.

There is such a big disturbance today, and it will be very troublesome to deal with the aftermath.

Let's not say whether Liu Da Scar has been subdued or not, the yamen needs to be taken care of, and the business of the bar has also been affected.

How are these losses calculated?

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhou Na pondered for a long time, and finally decided to let them go.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone outside the door:

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"No one can leave."

Two men walked in, both in their fifties, one fat and one thin, the fat man was full of red faces, and his instruments were magnificent. And the thin one, wearing a black Tang suit, has a calm expression, but he has a graceful and luxurious temperament, even if he stands there without moving, he can also feel that he is not an ordinary person.

Behind them, a group of young people in practice uniforms, and a group of people in dark suits, were distinct, divided into two columns, and streamed in.

"Uncle Ming!" Zhou Na exclaimed in surprise.

The man in the black Tang suit nodded at him, looked at the messy ground, and frowned.

"Uncle Ming, things are a bit complicated......" Zhou Na was about to tell what happened.

Uncle Ming interrupted her, "It's not complicated, Liu Da Scar is coming at me, but he doesn't dare to come to me directly, so he comes to you to make trouble." ”

"Rushing at you?" Zhou Na was surprised, "How dare he?" ”

"Humph!" Uncle Ming took a few steps forward and looked at Liu Da Scar, who was lying on the ground and fainted, "I know a few Internet bigwigs, but I don't know what my surname is." ”

"Internet bigwigs?" Zhou Na was even more curious, "Uncle Ming is also doing Internet projects?" ”

"They're for the studio." Uncle Ming twisted the agarwood string in his hand, "A few years ago, someone wanted to buy the shares of my film and television city, and I also know who is behind that person." If they don't get their hands on my shares, they won't be able to control the entertainment industry. ”

Zhou Na was stunned.

The middle-aged fat man walked over, looked down at the Yellow Sea lying on the ground, and reached out to pinch a few handfuls of his bare body.

Uncle Ming looked at him and asked, "Master Hong, is it him?" ”

"That's right, the iron cloth shirt, the kung fu is not shallow, at least twenty or thirty years of foundation. Who beat him like this? The fat man, known as Master Hong, turned around, his gaze swept over Li Muchen, and finally stopped at Ma Shan.

Zhou Na pointed at Li Muchen, "It's him." ”

Master Hong was very surprised, and looked at Li Muchen, "Heh, at such a young age, you can defeat the iron-clad Yellow Sea, not bad, not bad." Who is your master? ”

"Is it necessary to tell you?" Li Muchen said expressionlessly.

Master Hong was stunned for a moment, his face sank, he snorted coldly, and said, "Young man, don't think that if you learn a little fur kung fu, you will be able to see no one in your eyes. ”

Li Muchen didn't have the interest to chat with the surnamed Hong, and said: "Have you finished talking, if it's okay, I'll leave first." ”

As soon as he took a step, more than a dozen disciples in practice clothes who followed Uncle Ming and Master Hong crossed their hands and blocked his way.

"Are you gone?" Master Hong said with a sneer.

Li Muchen turned around, but instead of looking at Master Hong, he looked at Uncle Ming coldly, "Can't I go?" ”

Master Hong saw that he ignored him, and anger welled up on his face.

But Uncle Ming didn't speak, and he couldn't do it.

Zhou Na had the heart to defend Ma Shan and Li Muchen, and when she saw that the atmosphere was not right, she hurriedly said:

"Uncle Ming, the two of them helped me just now, otherwise I don't know what will happen to Liu Da Scar."

"I know." Uncle Ming interrupted, "But it's also true that they smashed your field." Everybody knows that you are my man, and the Blue Bridge Bar is my venue. If I let them go like this, and spread the word, where will I put my face? The only people who can get out of here today are my people. ”

Zhou Na was overjoyed and understood what Uncle Ming meant, this was an intention to bring Li Muchen and Ma Shan under his subordinates.

"Ma Shan, don't thank Uncle Ming soon, you will be Uncle Ming's people in the future." Zhou Na was afraid that she couldn't touch Li Muchen's temper, so she said to Ma Shan.

Of course, Ma Shan had heard of Feng Tianming, in Hecheng, the second master of the Feng family that no one could afford to provoke.

He was silent for a while and said, "Sister Na, I only follow you." As for my brother, I can't call the shots for him. ”

Zhou Na chuckled in her heart when she heard this, this stupid person, what is the mouth at this time, what is the difference between following her and following Uncle Ming.

But when he talks like this, it makes people uncomfortable to listen to, which is equivalent to not giving Uncle Ming face.

She can only look at Li Muchen with hope, because Uncle Ming should also fancy Li Muchen to defeat the iron-clothed Yellow Sea, as long as Li Muchen agrees, it will be fine.

But just as she was worried, Li Muchen shook his head: "I am me, not anyone's person." ”

"Then don't think about leaving."

Master Hong shouted, the sound was like a bell, and he made a white crane wings move.

"Southern Tai Chi heir, Hong Tiancheng, please advise!"

As soon as Hong Tiancheng swung his fist, Li Muchen could see that this person's kung fu should be similar to that of the iron-clad Huang Hai.

It's just that Tai Chi is the inner family, and the iron cloth shirt is the outer family, and on the chain of contempt for kung fu, the inner family always looks down on the outside family.

In fact, these two people are much worse than the ninjas they met in Lingshan Lake that day, not to mention Qian Kun who fished.

Li Muchen didn't bother to do anything, but shook his head helplessly.

Hong Tiancheng saw him like this, and he was furious in his heart, and he was about to make a move.

"Master, why do you want to do it yourself, it's just a little kid, let me teach him a lesson." One of Hong Tiancheng's disciples stepped forward.

This person arched his hand towards Li Muchen: "Southern Taiji, Guan Xuping." ”

As he spoke, he was like his master, and he waved a white crane with bright wings.

Guan Xuping saw that Li Muchen didn't move, and smiled contemptuously: "Make a move." ”

stepped on one knee with one knee in one step, waved the pipa one after another, and pressed his palm to Li Muchen's chest.

Li Muchen looked at it and wanted to laugh.

Taijiquan is to use static braking, borrowing force, especially this move to wave the pipa, to the opponent when the move, hold the opponent's hand, homeopathic backwards, a press, and then wave the hand to exert force, the opponent out.

And Li Muchen didn't move at all, Guan Xuping used his hand to wave the pipa, which turned the inner boxing into the outer boxing.

Li Muchen also got playful, and when he saw the other party's hand coming, he lightly struck, flipped his wrist, pressed the opponent's elbow, took the opportunity back, and took half a step back.

Guan Xuping's hard work is obviously not good, and Li Muchen's area is unstable.

Li Muchen gently pushed forward, and Guan Xuping's whole person flew out.

Hand waving the lute!

Li Muchen used his way to govern his body, and used his opponent's tricks to knock his opponent away.

And he is more proficient in using it than his opponent.

This kind of worldly kung fu is like playing for him.

Hong Tiancheng was shocked and said: "It turns out that you are also from Taijimen, no wonder the Yellow Sea was broken by you, and there were no external injuries." Chen Yang, Sun Wu, the north and south veins, which master are you? ”

Li Muchen said indifferently: "I'm not from Taijimen." ”

"Isn't it?" Hong Tiancheng was puzzled, "What you used just now is obviously a Tai Chi move. ”

"I'm just learning and selling. This kind of child's play is not difficult. ”

Li Muchen didn't look down on Taijiquan.

At that time, Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng created Tai Chi, not with the intention of martial arts, but to invent a method of breathing and breathing and true qi guidance that is more suitable for ordinary people's cultivation.

Later generations entered the martial arts with this, and only then did they have the Tai Chi method.

It's just that these people are so poorly trained that there is only one shelf left.

"You!" Hong Tiancheng was furious when he heard this, "Then let you taste the power of Tai Chi!" ”

With a high move, he hit Li Muchen in the face.

I have to say that Hong Tiancheng is more than a star and a half stronger than his apprentice, the clothes on his body are windless, his arms are punched, and his joints and bones make a beeping sound, as if even the air is cracking.