In Foshan in summer, the weather can change. No wonder Huang Feihong walks with an umbrella.

The rain was pouring down, and Zhang Shuo put on a hat and a special windbreaker to make it waterproof. Zhang Shuo slowly walked through the streets and alleys of Foshan.

Following the prompts of passers-by, I came to a nearby green building, and a group of women with heavy makeup upstairs greeted the pedestrians downstairs upstairs, which was the ancient green building.

Of course, Zhang Shuo didn't come here to visit the kiln, and there were many pedestrians downstairs who took shelter from the rain and rested in the green building.

At the door of the Qinglou, a shirtless middle-aged man was performing on the street, performing a golden gun to stab his throat.

The crowd in the audience threw out one or two copper plates after watching the performance, and the middle-aged man hurriedly squatted down to pick up the money. Suddenly, a palm-sized piece of gold appeared in front of Yan Zhendong's eyes.

"If you work hard, why bother with street performance."

Zhang Shuo took the gold and said to Yan Zhen, and at the same time shook the gold and said: "This master, look at your hard work, so let's do it, if you can beat me, this piece of gold is yours." ”

"Under the iron cloth shirt is vibrating severely, haven't asked for advice?" At this time, Yan Zhendong stood up from the ground, looked at the gold in Zhang Shuo's hand, and asked with a fist.

"Nameless and unfactional, Zhang Shuo, Zhang Jizhi." Seeing that Yan Zhendong agreed, Zhang Shuo replied with a smile.

As for "Zhang Jizhi", following the customs of the locals, Zhang Shuo himself gave himself a word.

"My Yan family's fist is invincible, Zhang Gongzi be careful!" Yan Zhendong originally disdained Zhang Shuo, who was much younger than himself, but the gold was in front of him, and he would make a move a little lighter after a while.

In Yan Zhendong's view, Zhang Shuo is a standard noble son who has returned from abroad, and he may have a little kung fu, but at such a young age, how high can his kung fu be.

"It's okay, my words count, and the gold that wins me is yours."

Zhang Shuo put aside the two-word tongs and said to Yan Zhendong.

"Huh? It turned out to be Wing Chun, and Childe was careful. ”

Yan Zhendong saw Zhang Shuo's starting style, so he guessed that Zhang Shuo practiced Wing Chun, shouted, and shot directly.

Yan Jiaquan and Hong Boxing are similar, and they may both come from Shaolin Boxing, which is wide open and closed, and fierce and fierce.

In the face of this kind of boxing, Zhang Shuo already has experience in dealing with it, and I have to say that Yan Zhendong at this time made Zhang Shuo see Hong Zhennan twenty years ago, but it should be a little more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhendong and Zhang Shuo fought dozens of rounds, from a little contempt at the beginning to a shock now.

Zhang Shuo's move has not been repeated so far, not to mention, in addition to Wing Chun boxing, Yan Zhendong also saw the number of Hong Boxing, Shaobei Boxing, and Mantis Boxing. These are all secondary, the most important thing is that I also saw the Yan family fist that I used?!

"What kind of freak is this, Wing Chun close-fitting short fights, Hung Fist wide opening and closing, mantis boxing weird and changeable, it is so harmoniously integrated."

"Day punching, inch punching, half-step collapse boxing, praying mantis spreading its wings, black tiger digging out 、、、"

Feeling that Yan Zhendong's tricks had been repeated, Zhang Shuo, who had finished teaching Yan Jiaquan, began to turn defense into offense, and the offensive of various boxing techniques was launched one by one.

Facing Zhang Shuo, whose physical fitness was already three times that of ordinary people, and he began to turn defense into offense, Yan Zhendong gradually showed his defeat, if it weren't for the extremely strong resistance ability of hard qigong, he would have been defeated.

"This hard qigong is really amazing, it actually resists me even half a step and doesn't change his face, it seems that he still has to attack the vital points, the head, joints, etc."

Avoiding Yan Zhendong's sweeping legs, while his strength was not retracted, Zhang Shuo's body spun in the air, and he kicked out three kicks in an instant, hitting Yan Zhendong's head.

"Ding, defeat Yan Zhendong, complete 50% of the main quest, reward hard qigong (Xiaocheng), do you want to claim it now?"

In my head, the mechanical voice of the Lord God echoed. "No" is not the time to claim this skill.

"Uh, this is Shadowless Feet?? Are you Once Upon a Time? Yan Zhendong fell in the rain and pointed at Zhang Shuo and said unwillingly. I want to practice martial arts since I was a child, and I think that there are few opponents in the world, but I don't want to lose to someone so much younger than me today.

"Hehe, I said that my name is Zhang Shuo, if it is Master Huang's shadowless feet, it will be more than three legs." Zhang Shuo replied nonchalantly.

"Master Yan, I plan to open a Jingwu Martial Arts Association, aiming to promote Chinese national arts, strengthen the body and mind of my compatriots, and give all factions a platform for mutual communication and progress.

I have beaten and beaten, and I have got what I want, Zhang Shuo threw out an olive branch, and at the same time saw that Yan Zhendong was poor and destitute, and sacrificed the money-

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"Well, that's it, it's just this house, the main thing is that the yard is big enough, and the Jingwu Gate will be here in the future."

Zhang Shuo took Yan Zhendong and picked a house near Baozhilin, and the original owner of the house went to Nanyang to make a fortune, so he sold this good mansion.

Now Yan Zhendong is following behind Zhang Shuo, like a martial artist who is a bodyguard for the son of a large family, in this era, it is normal for large landlords to hire some martial artists to take care of their homes and homes.

Therefore, Yan Zhendong didn't feel any shame, not to mention that Zhang Shuo hired him with a lot of money, just saying that Zhang Shuo's "mental power" completely suppressed him, shocking him, and finally added Zhang Shuo's ambition to completely convince him.

"You go to the tooth shop and buy a few maids, the man must be honest, the maid must be beautiful, there are not many people, after all, there are only a few of us now." Zhang Shuo instructed Yan Zhendong behind him.

"Yes, young master, I'll do it." Yan Zhendong bent down and went down to do something. "Comprador furniture, people, it takes some time, go out for a walk, familiarize yourself with the situation in Foshan, and then go to Baozhilin" Zhang Shuo thought of doing it, and walked around the streets of Foshan.

"Hey, sell sweet cakes, eat sweet cakes and watch fights~~"

Zhang Shuo saw that there was chaos ahead, and it turned out that someone was fighting. It is estimated that Liang Kuan was chased and killed by the Shahe Gang who collected protection money in the movie, met Lin Shirong, and was rescued by Lin Shirong with the militia.

After buying a piece of sweet cake, Zhang Shuo squeezed away the onlookers and stood in front to watch the people fighting in the alley.

This Liang Kuan is really capable of making trouble, and the Shahe Gang originally withdrew after saying a cruel word, but instead he relied on the militia behind him to go to the face of the boss of the Shahe Gang. It can be said that the bad luck of Bao Zhilin and the militia was brought by Liang Kuan.

First, he provoked the Shahe Gang, but as a result, the militia and Huang Feihong were back, and the conflict between the Shahe Gang and Huang Feihong began from then on, and he himself fled after the officers and soldiers came.

Then the militia hated Huang Feihong and burned Bao Zhilin, when Huang Feihong needed someone to testify, he didn't know where he was, and the missionaries testified to Huang Feihong but were killed by the Shahe Gang and American businessmen.

To be honest, Zhang Shuo doesn't have a good impression of Liang Kuan, he is too capable of making trouble.