Fang Lang's words reminded everyone in the room, what they saw in the news, about the fire near the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, Japan.

Xiao Lin, the guy who brought everyone over, was even more stunned and stammered:

"Master Fang, are you talking about the fire on the edge of the Imperial Palace in Japan?"

Fang Lang didn't answer the guy's question, just smiled.

Instead, he grabbed Lilith's hand beside him and comforted her.

Lilith was also obviously frightened by Fang Lang's words.

Fang Lang didn't expect that this incident would be spread in the United States as news by American reporters.

As soon as Fang Lang said that he would set fire to Japan, everyone looked at Fang Lang with shocked expressions.

"Honey, what does the news you see in the United States?"

Lilith answered Fang Lang's questions all the time, and said with a shocked expression on her face:

"Didn't the news say that it was done by the Japanese soldiers who opposed the surrender of the Japanese Tianhuang?"

Fang Lang hurriedly nodded and said:

"That's right, the Japanese put it themselves, and it has nothing to do with me. What I'm talking about setting fires has nothing to do with here."

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Lilith glared at Fang Lang, still not understanding what was going on.

She has also experienced war, but no Virgin feels that Fang Lang should not do this.

Everyone else in the room had a look on their faces, believe it or not.

Li Yun was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that the young man in front of him turned out to be a colonel officer.

and also fought in the Pacific War, although he denied anything to do with it in front of his own woman.

But Li Yun was sure that this matter was done by the young man in front of him.

"Mr. Fang, if the Japanese want to attack the people around you, I will take this job next.

From today onwards, let my two daughters stay by your lover's side and keep him safe."

Fang Lang didn't expect Li Yunze to be so straightforward, he thought about it and shook his head and said:

"Mr. Li, don't worry, I came here today mainly because I heard that you are a real practitioner.

As I said earlier, I'm a soldier myself, and I'm very interested in fighting techniques.

So, I want to come and ask for advice, I don't know about your kung fu."

Fang Lang didn't know whether to say some things or not, after all, he didn't know the rules between the people in this era.

If it's not good, it will be embarrassing for others to mistakenly think that they are here to challenge or kick the gym.

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Li Yun arched his hand and said:

"I'm ashamed to say that Li's inheritance comes from his uncle Li Shuwen, and he mainly practices Bajiquan and big guns.

I don't dare to say that I can do all the truth, but I still have seven or eight points of skill."

Li Shuwen's name Fang Lang felt very familiar, although he was not sure how powerful the other party was.

However, if you think that the name that can make your impression is also a big person who has left a name in history, the other party will directly report this name.

At the very least, it also means that this person has a very high status and identity in the martial arts.

I don't know the name of this person, but Fang Lang knows Bajiquan!

In my previous life, I heard that "Tai Chi didn't go out for ten years, and eight poles killed people a year", although I hadn't seen it.

However, Fang Lang can also draw a conclusion from this sentence, that is, Bajiquan must have quite strong actual combat ability.

It's a pity that Fang Lang's soldiers are all from military backgrounds, and they have only received combat training in the army, and there are no real fighting masters.

Fang Lang himself learned some fist and foot kung fu from his grandfather, but he could only arch his hands:

"Boy, when I was a child, I practiced fist and foot kung fu for a while with the old people in my family.

I don't know if I can ask Mr. Li for some advice."

Li Yun understood that this was what the other party meant to teach him, and he was not polite, let alone let his children go

What it means to do it for yourself.

After all, the person in front of him didn't come to kick the gym and look for trouble.

If you let the juniors make a move, it may appear disrespectful.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Fang's family history turned out to be a fellow practitioner.

In that case, how about we go to the inner room and give a hand."

Unexpectedly, the other party wanted to go to the back room with him, Fang Lang quickly reacted, this was because the other party was worried that he would lose face in front of his subordinates.

The other party's family is here, and it is impossible to do anything to themselves.

Fang Lang was not polite, and directly got up and waved his hand:

"Please!"

After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling that everyone did not need to follow up.

Li Yun also spread his hands and pointed to the room:

"Please!"

When I entered the room, it should be a place for patients to lie down and rest, and there is not much space except for a single bed.

The two stood opposite each other and arched their hands to each other, and Li Yun said very formally:

"Cangzhou Baguazhang, Li Yunze, ask for advice!"

But Fang Lang doesn't have any sects!

can only learn from the other party's appearance, arching his hand:

"Backward Fang Lang, ask for advice!"

People say that asking for advice is polite, and Fang Lang says that asking for advice is really asking for advice.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Lang found that the other party's momentum was fierce, and Fang Lang felt that the other party was like turning into a tiger and rushed straight over.

Fang Lang's heart was alarmed, and he instinctively dodged sideways, and felt a gust of wind, brushing his left shoulder, making the hairs on his body stand on end, which was obviously quite thrilling.

Just when Fang Lang was about to congratulate himself on his quick reaction, the other party had already changed into a sweep.

Fang Lang's arm stretched out to block, and with just a slight touch, Fang Lang felt that something was wrong.

Because, Fang Lang's arm didn't feel much pain, but his whole person had been swept away and stuck to the wall, and a breath of turbid air was held in his chest, almost suffocating himself.

At this moment, Fang Lang has only one feeling, this can't be internal strength!

Is there really internal strength in this world?

After Li Yun saw Fang Lang sticking to the wall, he did not attack again, but looked at Fang Lang with a little surprise.

Fang Lang didn't know what the other party was surprised about.

After exhaling the turbid breath in his chest, he reopened his posture and said:

"Again."

After speaking, regardless of the other party's reaction, he directly bullied himself and punched at the opponent's neck.

It's a pity that Li Yun didn't dodge or dodge, his body was on one side, his head was sideways, and he dodged Fang Lang's blow.

When Fang Lang was about to change his move, he found that the other party had already crashed into his arms.

didn't see any movement from the other party, Fang Lang felt as if a bomb exploded in his arms, and was forced to be swept away by the shock wave.

Pasted again, just on the wall.

This time, it was no longer that my chest felt stuffy, but that I felt like the bones in my body were about to fall apart, and I fell directly from the wall to the ground.

It took a long time to come back to my senses.

Seeing Li Yunze on the other side, he stretched out his hand to him, and after grabbing it, he was pulled up by the other party.

"Mr. Li, is this internal strength? Is there really internal strength in the world?"

Li Yun smiled and said:

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm using a lot of skill.

But I haven't practiced yet, and I remember my uncle leaning against the wall like I did, and the bricks would break and fall off on the wall."

Fang Lang felt that his worldview had been refreshed, and what he had crossed would not be a high-martial world!

"Master Li, are there many masters like you?"

Fang Lang is really nervous at this moment, if there are really many masters like this, it is time to consider changing the development route.

"Huh. Mr. Fang doesn't need to be nervous, it is not easy to practice martial arts, poor and rich in martial arts, and people who have no family background have no chance to learn kung fu.

As far as I know, a master who can reach the level of my uncle can be counted on one hand."

"And what about someone like you?"

"I don't know this very well, but judging from the inheritance between our masters, there should be only thirty or forty people!"

Li Yunze's words finally made Fang Lang let out a long breath.

He was afraid that this was a high-martial arts world where masters walked everywhere and were as many as dogs.

"I don't know how many layers of skill Ling Ai can have!"

Li Yun thought for a while and said:

"It's hard to say how many layers of skill there are, but it should be fine with two or three like you."

That's a bit heart-wrenching! It's not easy to answer!

Fang Lang looked embarrassed, he originally felt that he had learned a little kung fu under his grandfather since he was a child, and he could kill the enemy on the battlefield and survive, not to mention that he was a master.

At least it's not too bad, I learned today that I couldn't beat my two little girls.

After running at high speed twice, Fang Lang said:

"Master Li, I don't know if I still have the opportunity to learn your kung fu?"

Li Yunze didn't expect Fang Lang to suddenly ask this question.

After looking Fang Lang up and down a few times, he said:

"You should have practiced the basic skills for a while when you were a child, and it is not impossible if you want to practice them now.

However, you probably don't have that much time to devote to practice!"

Fang Lang rarely met a real, living martial arts master, this is every boy's dream, how can he avoid vulgarity?

If this opportunity is not seized, Fang Lang will not regret his death.

"It doesn't matter, let's not talk about how far you can practice.

As long as there is still a chance to become a master like you, you can't give up, can you?

So be it! I know that right now in the United States, someone is looking for trouble for you and your family.

I'm sure I can help you settle this matter.

But in the end, the United States still does not have many people of its own.

I'm now immigrating a lot from my hometown to Brazil, and then there will be a lot of Chinese communities and even towns in Brazil.

I don't know if you are interested in moving to Brazil to settle down again.

I dare not say anything else, at least I dare to guarantee that no one will dare to discriminate against us Chinese compatriots on my territory."

Li Yun was stunned by Fang Lang's words.

"Aren't you here to find someone to protect your girlfriend?"

"It's not a conflict! I think you're so good at it, you should pass it on.

Now with the popularization of guns, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to settle down and practice actual combat kung fu.

I think Kung Fu is not only used to strengthen the body, but also to improve people's physical fitness and self-confidence.

If you'd like to, I'd like to set up a Bajiquan gym in Brazil where you can teach Bajiquan?"

Fang Lang can be regarded as thinking of a play, a play.

It's a pity that Li Yunze is not interested in opening a museum abroad to accept apprentices, and shook his head and said:

"If you want to open a museum to accept apprentices, you have to go back to your hometown.

If you go abroad to collect apprentices, won't you hand over the skills of your ancestors to these outsiders?"

Fang Lang didn't expect this Mr. Li to have such traditional thoughts.

Smiled and said:

"Master Li, don't worry, we can only accept Chinese apprentices!

I have now arranged all the Chinese immigrants in a few places, and when the time comes, I will also arrange your gym in our Chinatown town.

We Chinese belong to a vulnerable group overseas, and we will definitely need some martial arts to be afraid of being bullied by foreigners, right?

At the same time, it can also allow the skills of our ancestors to blossom and bear fruit among overseas Chinese."

After a period of persuasion by Fang Lang, Master Li was finally persuaded by Fang Lang to go to Brazil to open a Baji boxing gym, and Fang Lang would become this one

The big brother of the gym.