Jiang Liu moved out of the rental house, but instead of renting a house again, he found a hotel to live in. He knew that with the power of the Green Gang, even if he rented a house again, he might not be able to escape Du Yuesheng's ears and eyes.

However, the hotel is located in all directions, and the flow of people is very large, and if there is an accident, the river can also leave calmly.

On the second day, Jiang Liu left the hotel early, firstly, to avoid Du Yuesheng's visit.

Secondly, it is because today is Huo Yuanjia's first seventh.

The first seven is a very important day, on this day, many people in the martial arts will come to worship Huo Yuanjia.

And the Japanese will send people too.

The first climax in the plot of Jingwumen happened today, the Japanese sent someone to the Jingwu Hall to provoke, and sent a plaque of "The Sick Man of East Asia", so Chen Zhen, who was angry, took the plaque to overturn the entire Hongkou Dojo, and let the Japanese eat the four words of the sick man of East Asia.

Of course, Jiang Liu will not miss such a wonderful scene.

When I came to the Jingwu Pavilion, there were already many people in the martial arts at this time.

Jiang Liu's reputation is unknown, and of course no one pays attention to him, a hairy young man. And his only friend, Chen Zhen, was kneeling in front of Huo Yuanjia's spiritual seat to burn paper, and Jiang Liu couldn't come forward to disturb him, so he had to find a corner to sit down first.

As time passed, the sun was shining, and the Jingwu Hall was already crowded with martial arts people who came to worship Huo Yuanjia.

Jiang Liu knew that the Japanese should be coming soon.

Sure enough, just when everyone was silently mourning and mourning Huo Yuanjia, a noisy and frivolous voice suddenly came from outside the door, breaking this solemn and heavy atmosphere.

"Hehe, there are a lot of people, it seems that we came at the right time!"

Here it comes! A glimmer of light flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes and he looked out of the door.

I saw three people kicking the door in.

The person in the front, dressed in a suit, was on his toes, and his nostrils were almost up to the sky. The two people behind him were short in size, wearing samurai uniforms, and their long plackets were dragged behind the legs of the loop, which looked extremely ridiculous.

"How many?"

"My surname is Hu, and I am a translator at the Hongkou Dojo."

Hu Yi proudly pushed away the crowd in front of him. He is obviously a Chinese, but looking at the people in the Jingwu Pavilion has a lofty attitude.

"The owner of the Hongkou Dojo, the Suzuki Wide Hall, sent me to bring you something."

Everyone didn't know why, even the people in the Jingwu Pavilion looked at each other, and they didn't know that the master Huo Yuanjia actually knew the Japanese.

And Huo Yuanjia's eldest apprentice, Liu Zhengsheng, looked like a guest, and took the wrapped plaque with a smile. didn't notice that the eyes of the two Japanese were full of ridicule.

Liu Zhensheng smiled, after all, in China, giving a plaque is the most respectful attitude. The people of Jingwumen feel that the master is really powerful, and it is not a simple matter to be respected by foreigners in this era.

Liu Zhensheng opened the package and was about to order someone to hang up the plaque, when an exclamation suddenly came from the side: "The sick man of East Asia!" ”

The Jingwu Sect people looked down, and their faces changed suddenly.

I saw that on the plaque, there were four big characters written in black and white: The Sick Man of East Asia.

The disciples of the Jingwu Sect roared angrily: "What do you mean by this? ”

"What do you mean? Hey hey ......"

Hu Yiyi's face was full of sarcasm, and he laughed meaningfully: "We know that all of you martial arts practitioners are here today, and the owner of the Suzuki Kuan Pavilion specially sent this title to you." ”

"You say we are the sick man of East Asia, aren't you Chinese like us?" A disciple of the Jingwu Pavilion scolded angrily.

Translator Hu sneered, glanced around from above, and sneered: "Although I am also Chinese, I am still a little different from you Chinese." Because, I'm doing things for the Japanese, and I'm a Japanese person. Even if it's a Japanese dog, it's much more noble than you poor sours. ”

Chen Zhen was furious when he heard this, he respected his master the most, but in Huo Yuanjia's first seven years, someone came to make trouble, so how could he not be angry? If it weren't for Li'er on the side, he would have rushed up a long time ago.

At this moment, even a fool can see that the other party is here to make trouble.

Jiang Liu quietly watched this scene, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, in a sense, traitors and traitors are more hateful than enemies, because these people's attitude and methods towards Chinese are often more ruthless than those of invaders, and they wish to kill all patriots, so as to reflect their "correctness". is like a person like Hu Yiyi, who is not as good as a dog in front of foreigners, but he is arrogant in front of his own compatriots. In his opinion, it is simply intolerable for people like Hu Translator not to kill. To deal with traitors, we must use more ruthless means than we do with our enemies.

Seeing that everyone was angry, but no one dared to come forward, Hu Yi became more and more proud, and said, "Are you not convinced?" Today, we are those who are afraid that they will not come, and those who come are not afraid. Knowing that all of you martial arts practitioners are here, I have come to challenge you with all my intentions. If you're not convinced, you can compare it with me, two Oriental samurai! ”

"Who is afraid of who......m" Among the people at the Jingwu Pavilion, a young man was furious and was about to rush out.

"Jiaqi! Don't mess around! Liu Zhensheng stretched out his hand, and the young man involuntarily took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Hu Yiyi and the two Japanese samurai laughed more and more proudly, and the mocking laughter almost pierced people's eardrums.

But even so, no one in the audience, whether it was a Jingwumen or other martial arts people, dared to stand up. After all, the other party is Japanese, so I can't afford to offend.

Chen Zhen's eyes on the side were like eagles, and he trembled with anger, but he was hugged by Li'er beside him.

"Usually you practice martial arts like a real thing, why are you shrinking your head now and don't dare to speak?"

Translator Hu sneered: "Just like you, don't practice martial arts, go home and nurse your children." ”

The two Japanese samurai also sneered: "If any of you can defeat me, I will eat the four words of the sick man of East Asia!" ”

Liu Zhensheng stood up, and just when everyone thought he was going to make a move, Liu Zhensheng changed his style, and said in a light tone: "The family teacher's legacy, we practice martial arts to strengthen our bodies, not to compete fiercely, so the disciples of the Jingwu Pavilion will not compete with others!" ”

"Bullshit strengthens your body, I think you are all fake, shrunken turtles." Translator Hu sneered, "None of you dare to come out, it seems that you have admitted defeat." ”

"Not bad!"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a break in the corner.

Anger flashed in someone's eyes, and he secretly scolded: "Who actually spoke for the traitor." Wait for the Japanese to go and see if I don't kill him. ”

Jiang Liu listened to it in his ears, casually glanced at the man, but did not take it to heart, in his opinion, this person did not dare to resist the bullying of the Japanese, but he was brave and fierce to the Chinese, no better than Hu Translation, this kind of person, without the heart of a warrior, waste one.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Liu lined up the crowd and walked out.

"Who is this man?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know the river.

Hu Translator was even more smiling, he couldn't wait for the Chinese to fight, looked at Jiang Liu with a smile, and said: "This little brother also thinks I am right?" If you really know the times as a junjie, I think you can also help the Japanese people, the benefits are great! ”

Jiang Liu glanced at the martial artists around him, and finally looked at the Jingwu Sect people, and said lightly: "The sentence that practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body is simply bullshit!" ”

"Little brother, you have to be cautious when you speak!" Liu Zhensheng's face sank.

Jiang Liu ignored him, but said coldly: "Chinese martial arts, evolved from the art of battlefield fighting, have been killing people since ancient times. A martial artist doesn't even have the courage to face the enemy, so what kind of martial arts do you practice? It's better to go home and nurse the baby. ”

Immediately, his eyes were like an eagle, and he took the Japanese directly, and said coldly: "Contemptible people are not talented, and I have practiced kung fu for several years." Let's all go together. ”

PS: I never think that martial arts training is just for physical fitness, but also for a kind of spirit. Practicing martial arts is the courage to practice courage, to be upright, to be indomitable, and to dare to face the enemy in a narrow way even if the enemy is outnumbered, even if he is under siege. If you don't have the courage to fight the enemy and the spirit of justice, don't practice martial arts, so as not to embarrass Chinese martial arts.