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"The old man is sticking to the rules, how can the newcomer come out?"

"Mr. Szeto."

"Uncle Situ."

This old man surnamed Situ seemed to have a high reputation among Hong Kong martial artists, and as soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.

"Chengping has been peaceful for a long time, and now the atmosphere in our martial arts world is a bit empty, but there is no way, everyone has to pay for food, actual combat, what are you practicing? And it can't be turned into banknotes. ”

"But, martial arts, after all, is something handed down by our ancestors, we must not only inherit, but also develop, otherwise as this child said, there will be no shame to see the master and ancestor after death."

"But—"

"Alas," Situ waved his hand to stop a boxer's statement, "But, fighting, it's unconvincing, people will resent you, hate you, and do everything possible to save face, but they just won't agree with you, because you've beaten people." ”

"So, we want to fight, not fight."

"Wen Dou?" Tang Long raised his eyebrows.

"That's it, there are three people out of Chashipin Street, what about them, they represent us, and you, you can drink tea, talk about the day, fight, as long as you let them serve, we will officially announce that we admit defeat to the outside world, believe your point of view, still actual combat, talk about technical combat, but if you can't do it, and are defeated by them, you have to serve tea and apologize to every master you knocked down, okay?"

"Can you represent them?"

"Haha, I'm from the Hongmen Hall in North America, and what I said still has a bit of weight, Hong Kong friends, can you agree?" Situ turned his head and asked, the remaining martial artists looked at each other and nodded, now in this situation, if you don't agree, you can't get off the stage.

"Good!" Tang Long stared at him seriously for a while, then turned around and left, without procrastination at all.

"Mr. Situ, you've given us a problem," Mantis Fist Mustache said with a wry smile, he didn't participate in the siege just now, maybe because of the injuries on his body, maybe there was something else.

"It's not that I gave you a problem, it's the problem that Mr. Tang gave you, it's the problem you gave yourself, how did it develop to the present, there is not even a routine of actual combat, and it is not a good habit to simply talk about hands; Now that you have agreed, it's too late to regret it, so why don't you think about who to send? Situ said with a smile.

"Volcano, he's the most ferocious of the triad back then!"

"But wasn't he imprisoned for ten years?"

"I ask you, when people entered Stanley, it was only twenty-five, and now it is at most thirty-five, which is the time to be able to fight, and, with his character, he loves martial arts and is obsessed, and if he is locked up for ten years, it is equivalent to ten years of retreat, and his martial arts are great."

"Okay, the volcano counts as one, and what about the two?"

"Let Hao come back, right?" One of the martial artists asked the master of the Xinyi Fist Dai Pavilion, without it, this Ah Hao is his apprentice.

"But Senior Brother Ah Hao was expelled from the master half a year ago," the apprentice next to him explained while helping the owner of the Dai Pavilion to apply ice.

"It's a matter of urgency, if you don't let him come back to support the façade, the signboard will fall!"

Pavilion Master Dai's face became cloudy, and after a while, he asked, "Where is Ah Hao now?" ”

"Senior brother, senior brother, he fights black boxing in Macau," the apprentice said hesitantly.

"Pick, this street boy doesn't listen to me! him a lung! ”

"What about the remaining one? What other good candidates do you have? Situ asked.

A group of martial artists looked at each other, and it took a while for someone to say: "There are people who can fight, but there are really few people who can fight like that guy." ”

"You forgot to pull it alone, the pillar of the Ye family now, Ye Huai!"

"Yes, I heard that he was on the plane to Hong Kong today, and Wing Chun is also a member of the Hong Kong martial arts community, and that guy also has the shadow of Wing Chun in his boxing." Lin Zhengrong slapped his knee, and then screamed in pain.

"I'm also speechless, how can Wing Chun be taught, it's all smashed, isn't he a martial art for self-preservation......"

As soon as Tang Long came out of Shuangfeng Tower, he received the cry of Lin Fatzi's ghost crying wolf, "Come on deaf!" I've been beheaded!! ”

"What?! What street are you on now? ”

"It's just going to the north, across Charles Street of five streets, I'm damn, I'm following Brother Haonan, just about to do a horse and kill chickens, and he was beheaded in Kowloon, no one believes it!" Lin Fatzi was dying, and he didn't forget to spit out.

Tang Long hurriedly hailed a taxi and ran to Charles Street, before he got out of the car, he saw a group of people in front of him turning over on their backs, more than a dozen black hoods, holding machetes, and chasing after them violently, the current two people, one fat and one thin, were Lin Fatzi and Dong Haonan.

"Master, the rivers and lakes are in emergency, pay you ten times the money, and help me save two people."

"It's OK to make money, don't talk about saving people, you can save the people in the club!" The driver with a cigarette in his mouth said fiercely.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was dizzy, he was a master of boxing, but he was not a superman, just a crowd of people, had consumed a lot of his physical strength, besides, the problem that can be solved with his brain, it doesn't necessarily have to be with his fists, he swept around, and saw a fire hydrant next to the phone booth, and hurriedly rushed over, twisted the water valve to the top, and the surging water beam sprayed out of the pipe and swept forward.

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Fatzi hurriedly dodged, exposing the slashing team behind him, and the jet of water suddenly rushed the group of people on their backs, slowing down their pace, and the two people were covered in sweat, sticking out their tongues, like two dead dogs that had been dehydrated, and climbed into the car.

"Forklift!"

As soon as the driver turned around, seven or eight machetes were thrown over and smashed on the glass behind him, making a 'thump' sound.

"I'll pick your lungs, and I'll add a decoration fee!"

I have to say that this driver is really a cow, he got rid of a few people in three or two clicks, and boasted: "You don't know, I was a full-time driver in Xinji back then, and I was responsible for sending the members of the club who were cut down, not only to avoid the pursuit of the gang, but also to overtake the police car......

"Master, why don't you go up, pick a group of people!" Dong Haonan complained.

"Please, the master is also going to rest, I'm not a robot," Tang Long rolled his eyes: "What's the matter, two, how can you be cut down by someone?" ”

"How do I know," Lin Fatzi looked innocent: "You entered Shuangfeng Building, and I couldn't get in, Brother Hao Nan proposed to find something to do, of course I said to do horse killing, and then we went to a place that is said to be the best place in Central, but before I took off my pants, more than a dozen people rushed over, and I was scared to turn around and run." ”

"What's that?" Tang Long was a little spy-conscious, and he immediately heard that something was wrong, "These years are so unprofessional?" If it were me, I would have waited until you started killing chickens? ”

"Well, it's probably a community struggle, you want to scare me," Dong Haonan's face was gloomy: "People with righteous words are not reliable at all, it doesn't matter if you scare me, I'm worried about affecting my father, he's a councilor." ”

"By the way, deaf," Lin Fatzi said: "You asked me to help you pay attention, there is news, the newspaper said that Ye Huai has returned to Hong Kong." ”

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