There is a strange picture in the kendo hall, a smiling Chinese holding two pistols to force a group of murderous Japanese ronin to retreat, and the warrior dignity of the ronin seems to have been seriously trampled, one by one, with hideous faces and gnashing teeth.

Suddenly, a ronin couldn't hold it back, and shouted loudly and raised the long knife to pounce with a thunderous momentum, Chen Zikun raised his hand and shot it, and the long knife broke in response.

The ronin was furious, this sword is his family's ancestral famous sword, carrying the glorious history of the family and the supreme honor of the samurai, it was broken in his own hands, if he didn't break the enemy into thousands of pieces, how could he be worthy of the ancestors and ancestors, he didn't hesitate at all, and pulled out the ribs and pounced.

Another shot, the blade of the rib was broken, and only the hilt was left in the ronin's hand, followed by three more shots, all under his feet, and he involuntarily jumped to dodge the bullets, and his movements were extremely embarrassing.

The ronins were so angry that they were about to rush forward regardless of their lives, when suddenly a shout came from behind: "Stop! ”

Everyone turned around together, and saw a middle-aged man with glasses and a mustache walking out, so they bowed in unison and said respectfully: "Sir! ”

The man walked up to Chen Zikun, looked at him, and said with a pleasant face: "I am Bei Yihui, what do you call Your Excellency?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "I am Chen Zhen of the Jingwu Society. ”

The kendo teacher lying on the ground said angrily: "Yaga, when I saw the famous Black Dragon Society Mr. Kita Yihui, I didn't even know how to bow, it's too rude." ”

Chen Zikun said: "If you want to be respected by others, you must first respect others, and what I do is just to treat others in their own way." ”

Bei Yihui's eyes swept around, and fell on the plaque of "The Sick Man of East Asia" next to Chen Zikun, frowned slightly, and said, "What's going on?" ”

The kendo teacher hurriedly lay on the ground and said: "Sir, in recent days, anti-Japanese demonstrations have frequently broken out in China, burning Japanese goods, and boycotting Japanese businessmen. ”

Bei Yihui nodded, bowed to Chen Zikun and said, "I'm really sorry, I apologized to you for them." ”

Chen Zikun's muzzle was still smoking, and the Japanese were all insidious and cunning, so he had to be on guard.

"You have injured so many people in our Jingwu Society, can a word of sorry solve the problem?" Chan asked.

Bei Yihui turned his head to scan the ronins and asked lightly, "Who did it?" ”

"It was Okada's seniors who taught them a lesson." Someone replied.

"Oh, it's Takeshi Okada, this guy who has a headache." Kita Yihui shook his head helplessly.

"What about others?"

"The senior went to the bath to relax."

Kita Yihui bowed again: "I'm sorry, there may be a misunderstanding here, when Okada-kun comes back, I will come to the door with him to explain." ”

"Seriously injuring someone can also be called a misunderstanding?" Chan sneered.

As he was talking, Liu Zhensheng and Nong Jinsun had already arrived, broke through the barrier and rushed into the kendo hall, but they saw a mess, the sliding doors and screens were broken, there were more than a dozen wounded people lying on the tatami mats, and a group of ronins were eyeing each other.

However, Chen Zikun did not suffer a loss, he had all his beards and tails, and he was alive with two guns, Nong Jinsun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Chen Zhen, you can't stay here for a long time." ”

Chen Zikun nodded, picked up the plaque of the sick man of East Asia on the ground, threw it high in the air and kicked it into two pieces, and landed at the feet of Bei Yihui.

This kick shocked everyone present, kicking things away and kicking them are completely two concepts, and the one who can master the strength so well is definitely the master of leg skills.

"It's rude." Chen Zikun bowed his head slightly and walked away.

When the three of them left the Hongkou Dojo, Nong Jinsun wiped a cold sweat and complained: "Chen Zhen, you are too reckless, the Japanese are scheming, but they are not so easy to deal with." ”

Liu Zhensheng also said: "Come to the gym single-handedly, in case there is a mistake, how can you let me explain to the master under Jiuquan." ”

Chen Zikun said: "Thank you two for your concern, I can't suffer." ”

Liu Zhensheng said: "I have inquired clearly, the person who injured the East Pavilion is a very talented person, it is Takeshi Okada, a disciple of the Japanese Shoto Pavilion Grandmaster Funakoshi Yoshizhen, the East Pavilion can't pass twenty moves in front of him, how can you be his opponent." ”

Chen Zikun smiled faintly, did not argue, and arched his hand: "I still have something to do, go first." ”

Nong Jinsun said: "Chen Zhen, where are you going?" ”

"Fight and sweat, go take a shower." Chen Zikun left like this with a big grin.

Liu Zhensheng and Nong Jinsun both shook their heads, this closed disciple of Master Huo really has a character......

When Chan heard that there was a famous Japanese "sento" nearby, he went straight to the place, spent money to buy an admission ticket, went in to take a shower, and then put a bath towel around his waist and walked into the bathing place.

The bath pool is divided into two parts, a low wall in the middle, you can vaguely hear the conversation and laughter of the women opposite, there are only three people in the men's bath, and the demeanor and physique are ordinary white-collar workers, Chen Zikun came out after soaking for a while, walking around with a bath towel around his waist, and found that there was a corridor leading to the back of the bath, and a rude male voice shouted: "Why hasn't Okada-sama's sake been served yet." ”

Then I saw the woman running in with a tray and taking small steps, stopping in front of a sliding door, pulling open the door and sending the wine in, and nodding and bowing out.

Chen Zikun's heart moved, and quietly went over and opened the door, which was a separate room, the walls were painted with Mt. Fuji and cranes, and outside the door on the other side was a small courtyard, green, and in one of the tiled pools, a burly man was lying comfortably, surrounded by smoke, and colorful tattoos on his muscles were faintly visible, and there were small wine jugs and wine glasses beside his hands, and a rib handle.

The man was squinting his eyes and humming a tune, and after being alarmed, he didn't even look back, and said unhappily: "Bastard, don't you know how to be polite?" ”

Chen Zikun said: "Hai, I'm sorry. Quickly closed the door, returned to the corridor and muttered to himself, this guy looks very difficult, he may not be his opponent, looking at the dim electric light on the ceiling, suddenly calculated.

He returned to the door again and knocked lightly: "Okada-sama." ”

"What's the matter?"

"A small one is a special gift for Okada-sama."

"Yo Xi, come in." Okada-sama's voice was full of majesty.

Chen Zikun opened the door and walked in with his waist hunched, the room was foggy, his vision was unclear, and Takeshi Okada turned his back to the door, sipping sake comfortably, looking very relaxed.

"What gift? Was it arranged by the owner, it's too expensive. Takeshi Okada picked up a towel and wiped it around his neck, and said casually.

"It's not a waste at all." Chen Zikun smiled, threw two wires into the bath, and suddenly the blue light flashed, the electric sparks crackled, Takeshi Okada shook like chaff in the pool, and in a blink of an eye, the lights of the entire bath were all extinguished.

Chen Zikun quickly slipped back to the dressing room, put on his clothes and left, and when he put on his leather shoes, he heard a terrible shout: "Help, Lord Okada has fainted." ”

A group of people quickly ran over, Chen Zikun went out of the money soup like no one, walking on the street, suddenly saw a sign of a telephone office hanging in front of a building, and Yao Yilei's shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, so he walked in and asked to call Beijing.

The service staff politely told him that there was no telephone communication between Shanghai and Beijing, and that he could take a telegram if necessary.

"Forget it." Chen Zikun was stunned, one word hexagonal Xiaoyang, if you want to explain things clearly, you have to go bankrupt.

Suddenly seeing the stamps sold in the window, he had an idea, bought envelope stamps, wrote two letters and sent them to Ziguang Depot and Yao Mansion respectively, and returned to Jingwu Sports Club after doing these things.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Situ Xiaoyan's cheerful voice: "Fifth Senior Brother is back." Then a group of members enthusiastically rushed up to ask long and short questions, and it turned out that Liu Zhensheng had already told everyone about his stepping on the Hongkou Dojo.

The younger generations surrounded Chen Zikun and expressed their admiration, and Liu Zhensheng came out and shouted with a calm face: "What kind of system is noisy and noisy, go and practice." ”

The apprentices left without saying a word, leaving only Situ Xiaoyan.

"What are you doing standing here, why don't you go quickly." Liu Zhensheng frowned, so frightened that Situ Xiaoyan stuck out his tongue and quickly slipped away.

"Chen Zhen, you come with me." Liu Zhensheng turned around and left, Chen Zikun had to follow behind, and came to a secluded house in the backyard, Nong Jinsun and Huo Dongge were already waiting here, their expressions were very solemn, there was a portrait in the center of the house, and in front of it was a tablet and an incense burner.

"Chen Zhen, come and kowtow to your master and incense." Nong Jinsun said.

Chen Zikun looked at the vaguely familiar face on the portrait, for some reason, his eyes were a little moist, he lit a stick of incense, respectfully incense, and kowtowed three times.

Nong Jinsun said: "Yuan Jia, Chen Zhen is back." ”

Huo Dongge also said emotionally: "Dad, the fifth junior brother is back, and we have a successor to the Jingwu Society." ”

Liu Zhensheng said: "Chen Zhen, since you are back, don't run around in the martial arts hall, I have already asked Xiao Yan to clean up your room, and during the time of the East Pavilion to recuperate, you will take the disciples to practice martial arts." ”

"Me? Okay? Chen Zikun was a little dumbfounded, why did he suddenly become the senior brother of the Jingwu Society.

"Anyway, you have leveled the Hongkou Dojo and saved face for our Jingwu Society, and this position belongs to you." Liu Zhensheng's hands pressed on Chen Zikun's shoulders and looked at him with eager eyes.

Only then did Chen Zikun understand that the senior brother was a cold-faced and warm-hearted person.

"Okay, I'll do it, but I have to go back to the Dadong Hotel and talk to my friends first." Chen Zikun is not a hypocritical person, and when he saw Liu Zhensheng's earnestness, he immediately agreed.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, and Nong Jinsun said, "Your master finally didn't hurt you in vain." “

Chen Zikun sighed: "It's a pity that I fell from a horse and was injured two years ago, and I don't remember the previous things. ”

Nong Jinsun said: "Ten years ago, Tao Chengzhang of the Restoration Society came to your master with a child, and asked Yuan Jia to teach the child martial arts, but he euphemistically said that he could not follow the formal apprenticeship, and the transmission of martial arts should be avoided by people, Yuan Jia thought about it again and again, and finally agreed, and took three days a week to take the East Pavilion to teach martial arts, this child has a good foundation, and is born to practice martial arts A good embryo, in a short period of time, the Lost Trace Fist surpassed the East Pavilion, this child, called Chen Zhen. ”

Huo Dongge continued: "A year later, Master was conspired by the Japanese and died of poisoning, and your master-apprentice fate came to an end. ”

Chen Zikun sighed, and suddenly thought of a question, so he asked: "Why did Tao Chengzhang say that he couldn't formally apprentice." ”

Nong Jinsun said: "This matter is confidential, and I don't know the original situation, and the only two who know the reason for it, Yuan Jia and Tao Chengzhang, have already made ancient ...... But I can guess why. ”

"How?"

"Because you still have to worship other famous masters as teachers, if you become an official disciple of the Jingwu Society, you won't be able to learn other kung fu, if I'm not mistaken, you will also have kung fu from other sects."

Chen Zikun said: "Yes, I will also be able to Foshan without shadow feet, practice the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, and make a Taiyi Xuanmen sword." ”

Nong Jinsun nodded and smiled: "It seems that you have indeed learned a lot of things over the years, but you have not said one of your best things." ”

Chen Zikun scratched his head: "What is it?" ”

Nong Jinsun gestured with his finger to the appearance of the gun.

Chen Zikun suddenly thought, no wonder the big boss and the second cabinet didn't know their own details, it turned out that this experience in the Kanto horse thief, like in the Jingwu Club and Bao Zhilin, was just an integral part of his studies!