Lightning and thunder roared, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind blew yesterday's Bao Zhilin's window crackling.

Aunt Thirteen walked to Huang Feihong's side in her clothes, looked at the rain outside the courtyard, and said worriedly: "Feihong? ”

"Aunt Thirteen!" Huang Feihong turned his head and glanced at Aunt Thirteen, his eyes soft.

"Feihong, are you thinking about Xiao ...... Ah Xuan? Aunt Thirteen said.

"I don't know what happened to Ah Xuan now, this time, the trouble he caused is too big, and the foreigners and the government will definitely not let him go." Huang Feihong looked at the rain curtain outside and muttered to himself.

When the thirteenth aunt heard Huang Feihong's words, she also fell silent, and said suddenly: "Feihong, Shirong is ......."

"Alas, Shirong is too impulsive to do things, and now that Ah Xuan is like this, I'm really afraid that one day Shirong will also get into a big disaster, and I blame me, a disciple who is a master, has no way." Huang Feihong sighed and shook his head reproachfully: "Alas, let's go, go see Shirong." ”

Aunt Thirteen looked at Huang Feihong, who was a little lonely, opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

Opening the gate of Bao Zhilin, two officials outside the door were hiding in the corner of the wall wearing robes to monitor Bao Zhilin, and outside the door of Bao Zhilin, Wang Shirong kept his head down and knelt in the rain.

"Shirong, it's raining so hard, you can go in!" The thirteenth aunt walked up to Wang Shirong with an umbrella and said softly.

"If the master doesn't call me, I don't dare to go in!" Wang Shirong knelt in the rain with his head bowed.

"Shirong, let's enter Bao Zhilin!" Huang Feihong stepped forward.

"Master......" Wang Shirong didn't expect Huang Feihong to come out to pick him up in person, and he choked a little.

"Come, come in!" Huang Feihong bent down to help Wang Shirong.

"I ......" Wang Shirong looked at Huang Feihong with some shame, Huang Feihong patted him on the shoulder, turned around and was about to walk towards Bao Zhilin, Wang Shirong hurriedly took the umbrella in Huang Feihong's hand and said, "Master, let me come!" ”

Huang Feihong didn't refuse, just smiled with relief, handed the umbrella in his hand to Wang Shirong, and the three of them walked into Baozhilin together.

But just when the three of them walked into Bao Zhilin, there were suddenly exclamations from two officials outside the door, and then the middle door was pushed open, and two people walked in, the former A middle-aged man said while walking: "I am Yan Zhendong of Shandong Iron Cloth Shirt, and I made a special trip to Bao Zhilin to find Master Huang Feihong and Huang to learn." After speaking, he paused, and felt that Liang Kuan behind him did not follow, and waited for Liang Kuan to catch up before he said again: "Excuse me, which one is Huang Feihong?" ”

Huang Feihong stepped forward, Wang Shirong looked at the visitor angrily, and said, "Master, I'm here to kick the hall." ”

"Shirong, pour tea!" Huang Feihong looked at Yan Zhendong and said lightly to Wang Shirong.

"Master......" Wang Shirong exclaimed puzzled.

"Pour tea!" Although Huang Feihong's tone did not have any ups and downs, there was a faint meaning that could not be disobeyed, and Wang Shirong had no choice but to walk in.

"Please!" Huang Feihong stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation towards Yan Zhendong, then turned around and walked in.

Because there were so many injured people today, there was not enough place for Bao Zhilin, so there were many injured people lying in the hall where the guests were entertained.

"Akai, Asu, you go take care of the sick!" Wong Fei Hung did not forget the injuries in the living room.

Yan Zhendong glanced at the injured in the hall, frowned, and then followed Huang Feihong to a table in the hall and sat down, Wang Shirong poured the tea and stood behind Huang Feihong.

"Please use tea!" Huang Feihong pointed to the tea cup on the table, and said politely, but his eyes looked at the person who hid behind Yan Zhendong and entered the house but still held an umbrella.

"Don't put away your umbrella when you come in!" Yan Zhendong looked back and said with some embarrassment.

The man put the umbrella away, but kept it in front of him, as if he was ashamed to see anyone.

"Liang Kuan, what the hell are you doing?" Yan Zhendong saw that his newly recruited apprentice had embarrassed himself, and he hid behind the umbrella and didn't dare to see anyone, so he took the umbrella away and threw it aside.

"Liang Kuan?!" Huang Feihong and the others looked at it a little strangely, and they didn't expect that Liang Kuan would come to the gym with Yan Zhendong.

"It is rumored in the martial arts world that Master Huang is known for his Hong boxing, and I heard that Master Huang's shadowless feet and cross fists are very powerful, and I Yan Zhendong plans to set up a museum in Foshan to teach apprentices, and I came to you today to compete, just to let all my fathers and fellow villagers know that my Yan family's martial arts are invincible." Yan Zhendong was not polite, and said to Huang Feihong directly.

"I'm being watched by the yamen now, and I'm afraid that if you fight with me, it will affect you. The coming day is long, and I forgive you for not being able to accompany me today. Huang Feihong kindly persuaded.

"People who practice martial arts, how mother-in-law and mother!"

Yan Zhendong thought that Huang Feihong was afraid of him, his eyes widened, his body suddenly burst up, and he kicked and smashed the table in front of him violently, and blasted towards Huang Feihong with both fists.

Huang Feihong was startled by Yan Zhendong's sudden outburst, his body retreated violently, and he waved to Yan Zhendong twice, and his figure jumped to the side and shouted: "Master Yan, I have too many patients here, and it is not a place for martial arts competitions." ”

"Drink!" Yan Zhendong was determined to compete with Huang Feihong today, and no matter what the venue was, he shouted violently, stepped on the ground, his fists were like iron, and his body shot towards Huang Feihong.

"Shirong, Ah Kai, you help all the patients to the back!" Huang Feihong looked at Yan Zhendong who was attacking, looked at the environment in the house, frowned, and jumped towards the rain in the courtyard. Yan Zhendong watched Huang Feihong run into the courtyard, and also jumped, flicked his right leg, and kicked towards Huang Feihong.

One of the two people is like a tiger, the other is like a dragon, their shots are like a storm, and their feet are like a rainstorm, and every move and style implies strength, and the air is whirring and exploding.

The thirteenth aunt looked anxiously at Huang Feihong who was fighting in the rain, the spirit platform flashed, turned around abruptly and ran back to the wing, when she came out, she was already holding a fire and a gun in her hand, and pointed at Yan Zhendong who was fighting with Huang Feihong with a trembling gun, and shouted: "The surname Yan, don't fight, if you fight again, I will shoot!" ”

"Hey, don't hurt my master, give me the gun!" Seeing that Aunt Thirteen was holding a foreign gun at Yan Zhendong, Liang Kuan was in a hurry, so he rushed over and grabbed the foreign gun in Aunt Thirteen's hand.

Boom!

A gunshot rang out, Huang Feihong was worried about Aunt Thirteen, and looked into the house distractedly. Yan Zhendong saw that Huang Feihong was exposed, and kicked Huang Feihong's armpit, and then flew away, kicking Huang Feihong's body again and again, kicking Huang Feihong back into the house.

Huang Feihong fell back into the house and saw that Aunt Thirteen was still fighting with Liang Kuan, so he kicked Liang Kuan over and protected Aunt Thirteen behind him.

"Master, master, are you okay?" Wang Shirong and others came back after helping the patient, and when they saw Huang Feihong injured, they ran back one after another.

"Drink!" Yan Zhendong outside shouted violently, stepped on the roof beam in the house with his legs, and the whole person flew up, and then kicked the "Bao Zhilin" signboard hanging in the front hall with both feet, and actually took off the plaque of "Bao Zhilin", held the plaque on his head with both hands, looked at Huang Feihong and others in the house and shouted: "I am in an iron cloth shirt Yan Zhendong will not be afraid of your foreign guns." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Zhendong threw the plaque in his hand into the air, jumped in shape, and kicked the plaque in the sky with his right leg.

"Ahh ---" The thirteenth aunt saw that Yan Zhendong was about to destroy Bao Zhilin's plaque, and her face turned pale with shock, and her eyes were covered and she couldn't take her eyes off.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and just as Yan Zhendong's foot was about to kick the plaque, Yan Zhendong's spiritual sense as a martial artist suddenly felt that if he really kicked the plaque, it would be dangerous, and his body in the air turned over stiffly, and a bullet flew over his head dangerously.

A figure suddenly appeared outside the middle door of Bao Zhilin, and the figure kicked his right leg to the ground violently, and his figure flashed sharply, steadily catching the plaque that fell from the sky.

"Yan Zhendong, aren't you afraid of foreign guns? Don't foil if you have a kind! The figure put the plaque aside, looked at Yan Zhendong not far away, and said lightly.

"Who are you to dare to attack me!" Yan Zhendong looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a foreigner opposite, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly.

The middle-aged man dressed as a foreigner wiped his face, and a young man's face appeared in front of Yan Zhendong, and the corner of the young man's mouth had a cold and arrogant smile: "Disciple Bao Zhilin, Ye Xuan!" ”

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