Chen Zikun subconsciously turned around and saw that the young man who was leading the apprentices to practice boxing in the Jingwu Club was smiling at him.

"You called me?" Chan asked.

"Chen Zhen, you really don't remember me? I'm Huo Dongge. The young man walked over and patted him affectionately on the shoulder.

Chen Zikun said: "I'm sorry, I fell off a horse two years ago and lost my memory, and I forgot all the previous things. ”

Huo Dongge said: "No wonder, we ate and slept together back then, and we were like brothers, I said why didn't you say hello when you saw me." ”

Chen Zikun wondered: "So I really am Huo Yuanjia's apprentice, why didn't Senior Brother Liu Zhensheng recognize me just now?" ”

Huo Dongge said: "It's not that he doesn't recognize you, but he doesn't know that the master has accepted you as an apprentice." ”

Chen Zikun was even more surprised: "What the hell is going on? ”

A shout came from the direction of the Jingwu Society: "Dongge, senior brother is looking for you." ”

Huo Dongge said: "I still have something to do, I'll go back to you, where do you live?" ”

"Daito Hotel 306."

"Okay, see you later." Huo Dongge showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled, and quickly ran back to the Jingwu Society.

"Chen Zhen? My name is Chen Zhen? Along the way, Chan was pondering this unfamiliar and familiar name.

Zhabei belongs to the Chinese realm, people come and go on the road, very lively, several newsboys waving mimeographed leaflets, send them when they see people, Chen Zikun's arms are also stuffed with a copy, on which is printed with the words "Saving the National Snow Shame Newspaper", the content is all Shandong problems, and there are black letters in the eye-catching position to remind the Chinese people, beware of the Japanese poisoning clouds.

Bypassing the street corner, a large group of students drove on the opposite road, waving the banner of Fudan University, in good order, the banner was written with the words boycott Japanese goods, return me Qingdao, etc., they shouted slogans while walking, several patrol officers watched from afar, and did not block, there was a tea shed on the side of the road, and there was a notice in front of it, which read: "The Qingdao problem has occurred, all walks of life have unanimously stopped, and the students are enthusiastic for the country, but they have done their best" is a cry of prostitution.

Looking at the tea shed again, there are a few graceful beauties sitting with light eyebrows, four or five little girls with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes are waiting on the side with teapots and trays, and from time to time there are students who shout slogans and shout thirsty to come in to drink tea.

"Isn't that Miss Jianbing?" Li Yaoting's eyes were sharp, and he recognized Jian Binglai at a glance, and the three of them walked into the tea shed to greet each other, it turned out that this was the Qinglou National Salvation Group organized by the Shanghai Flower Circle to serve the demonstrative students here.

Chen Zikun was slightly embarrassed when he saw Jian Bing, but Jian Bing warmly beckoned them to sit down and drink tea as if nothing had happened, and everyone discussed the current situation before getting up to leave.

Walking on the road, Jiang Zhiqing was very silent, and Chen Zikun noticed his abnormality, so he asked, "What is on Brother Jiang's mind?" ”

Jiang Zhiqing said: "Brother Chen, what do you think of this movement? ”

Chen Zikun was speechless for a while, he really hadn't seriously considered this issue.

Jiang Zhiqing said to himself: "It is true that the students' enthusiasm for serving the country is valuable, but the recovery of Shandong and the restoration of sovereignty cannot be solved by demonstrations and boycotts of Japanese goods. ”

Chen Zikun said: "If he wants to fight, then he will fight." ”

Jiang Zhiqing shook his head: "China is divided, too busy to take care of itself, and the war is together, and it will not fall apart immediately. ”

Chen Zikun said: "How is that good? ”

Jiang Zhiqing looked at the south from afar, and his eyes flashed with sparks of hope: "If you talk about the heroes who turned the tide and saved China from danger, there is only Mr. Sun Wen." ”

"Sun Wen......" Chen Zikun muttered to himself, a name he was familiar with when he was at Peking University, but it seems that those students did not have such a high opinion of him as Jiang Zhiqing.

"Let's go, call Chen Guofu and Dai Jitao, let's talk about wine as heroes." Jiang Zhiqing suddenly became drunk.

Jiang Zhiqing held a banquet that night, but Chen Zikun remembered the agreement between Huo Dongge and himself, and went back to the hotel early, but after waiting for a night, Huo Dongge did not come.

Early the next morning, Chen Zikun couldn't hold it back, and went to the Jingwu Sports Association on Peikaier Road in Zhabei by himself, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning when he arrived at the place, and it was quiet in the hall, Chen Zikun was a little puzzled, didn't they need to practice martial arts?

When I went inside, the hall was in a mess, the weapon racks, tables, chairs, benches, and flagpoles were all smashed into a mess, there were faint blood stains on the ground, some wounded people were lying under the porch moaning, and female members were shuttling back and forth with gauze and red potion.

"Who are you?" Suddenly, a young man jumped out and asked sharply, a pair of eyes staring at Chen Zikun vigilantly, and he actually held a shiny single knife in his hand.

Chen Zikun said: "I am a friend of Huo Dongge, and I have something to do with him. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Dongge is injured and is healing in the house." ”

Chen Zikun was taken aback, it is said that the Jingwu Club should be the existence of Taishan Beidou in the domestic martial arts world, Huo Dongge is the son of Huo Yuanjia, no matter how bad his martial arts are, he will actually be injured by someone, which shows that the enemy is by no means an idle person.

Quickly walked to the hall, there were more than a dozen wounded lying here, most of them were serious external injuries that hurt muscles and bones, only Huo Dongge's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered serious internal injuries.

Chen Zikun stepped forward and asked, "Brother Dongge, who injured you?" ”

Huo Dongge glanced at him, opened his mouth with difficulty, and said intermittently: "You are here...... I'm sorry, I look like this......"

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and a little girl dressed in tight clothes and narrow sleeves who was taking care of him beside him was very dissatisfied, her neat bangs hung down to her forehead, and a pair of eyes stared at Chen Zikun, and she said angrily: "Who are you?" Who let you in. ”

Chen Zikun was about to answer, when suddenly a group of people came in outside, led by a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing, and the members who came and went called him respectfully: "Uncle Nong." ”

A few sturdy men who followed Uncle Nong walked with the wind, and at first glance they were practicing their families.

"Go away." The little girl stepped forward and pushed Chen Zikun aside, beckoned Uncle Nong and said, "You can come, Hongkou Dojo has invited a master to kick the hall, and the East Pavilion will be like this, and the brothers will also hang the lottery." ”

Uncle Nong frowned, first checked Huo Dongge's injuries, and then asked, "What about Liu Zhensheng?" ”

"Senior brother went to the police department to report the case." The little girl said.

Uncle Nong shook his head: "Now that the students are making trouble, the police department is overwhelmed, how can they have time to take care of this, and if it concerns the Japanese, they don't dare to come forward." ”

"Dongge, which turtle son injured you, let's help you get angry." The sturdy men squeezed up, shouting loudly, Chen Zikun was squeezed into the corner by them, accidentally touched something, and looked back, there was a black and white plaque on the ground, with four big characters on it: "The Sick Man of East Asia".

The men were still shouting, some took out the unique elixir for Huo Dongge to take, and some wanted to use internal strength to heal him, but Chen Zikun saw that although they were noisy, there was always a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.

Huo Dongge winked at Uncle Nong with difficulty, and then looked at Chen Zikun, who saw that he seemed to have something to say, put his ear to his mouth and listened for a while, then straightened up and looked at Chen Zikun.

Chen Zikun had a hunch that this person should know his life experience, so he couldn't help but stop his waist, and sure enough, Uncle Nong walked up to him, looked him up and down, patted his shoulders and arms, and said with relief: "You have grown up and become strong." ”

Chen Zikun didn't know what to say, Uncle Nong smiled and said: "My name is Nong Jinsun, I am a friend of your master, and the founder of the Jingwu Sports Association. ”

Nong Jinsun said, turned around and shouted, "Don't be stunned, Xiao Yan, quickly move a chair for your fifth senior brother." ”

The girl named Xiaoyan was dumbfounded: "He is the fifth senior brother, so what am I?" ”

Nong Jinsun said: "In the past, you were the fifth junior sister, but now that Chen Zhen is back, you are the sixth junior sister, anyway, you are the smallest, and there is no loss." ”

Xiao Yan moved a chair to invite Chen Zikun to sit, everyone also sat down, it turned out that the people who followed Nong Jinsun were celebrities in the Shanghai martial arts circle, although everyone was different, they were often long and short, and there was quite competition in recruiting students, but in the face of the challenge of the Japanese, they still hated the same enemy.

A respected head said: "We have all learned the karate kung fu of the Japanese in Hongkou Dojo, but Er'er, why can we seriously injure Master Huo's nephew this time?" ”

Xiao Yan said: "This time is different, they invited a master, and they also brought a lot of ronin, so we ......"

The martial arts people present all shook their heads and sighed.

"Is that a burning stick in your hand?" A fellow martial artist got up angrily and picked up the red tassel spear that had been cut in two on the ground, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

Xiao Yan retorted: "Our Jingwu Club is mainly based on fist and foot kung fu, these swords, guns, swords and halberds are also used to practice routines, the Japanese ronin has sharp knives, and the gun is cut off, although we are defeated, but we are not ashamed, it is better than some people who dare not fight against the Japanese, and can only say cool words." ”

"Who are you talking about!" The fellow martial arts danced with his temples and his eyebrows upside down, which was quite scary.

"I'll just say you!" Xiao Yancai was not afraid of him, and said-for-tat.

"Situ Xiaoyan, how can you talk to Master Yang, there are no rules at all." Nong Jinsun shouted, and said to Yang Zhangmen: "Don't be like a child. ”

Xiao Yan puffed out his cheeks and stopped talking, and the head of Yang felt bored, so he pretended to be free and easy: "Brother Nong, I think that the most urgent problem at the moment is to solve the major event of the National Sports Federation. ”

"Don't be in charge of Yang anymore, our elite martial arts will be elite soldiers and strong generals." Liu Zhensheng's cold answer came from the door.

"Senior brother! They bully people......" Situ Xiaoyan shouted as he jumped to his feet.

Liu Zhensheng raised a hand, Xiao Yan immediately swallowed back the words behind him, and stood beside Huo Dongge quite aggrieved.

Head Yang sneered: "Huo Yuanjia died at the hands of the Japanese, and now Huo Dongge has been seriously injured by the Japanese, you Liu Zhensheng has not recovered from a serious illness, Huo Dongzhang and Lu Da'an are far away in the south, who else is there in your Jingwu Society, do you rely on her?" ”

said a finger at Situ Xiaoyan, and there was a lot of contempt in his eyebrows.

The people of the Jingwu Association were furious, and their fists were snapping, but they had to admit that what the other party said was right, the senior brother Liu Zhensheng was infected with lung disease some time ago, and it was not easy to recover, and the bones of the body have not completely healed, so they can't make a big move, and the second senior brother and the third senior brother are preparing to set up the Jingwu branch in Guangdong, and only the fourth senior brother Huo Dongge is left in the family, and now he is seriously injured by the Japanese, is it really possible to let the little junior sister go into battle?

In the midst of embarrassment, a tall young man in an old suit suddenly stepped forward. said calmly: "And me, Jingwumen Chen Zhen." ”