"Drive! Drive! ”

When it was slightly light, the city gate had just opened, and a light horse rushed out of the city gate.

Yan Zhendong's face was pale, and with the silver money he had picked up, he desperately pumped the horse under his crotch.

"The barracks must not go back, a team of 100 people was stripped of their clothes and robbed of foreign guns, the shame is small, the loss of guns is big!"

"I didn't have an order, I didn't have a letter, I led troops into the city, I have already committed a big taboo, if Hu Liao protects me, I'm afraid there is still a chance, but ......"

Thinking of Hu Liao's usual comments, Yan Zhendong estimated that this guy would not only not protect himself, but he was afraid that he would also put all the blame on himself.

"The people of the Qiangwu Association pretended to be the people of the Boxers, they were bold, the Shandong Boxers have become a problem in the hearts of the imperial court, I was confiscated by the Boxers at this time, and I will only become the object of the anger of the people above."

"Can't stay, leave Tianjin Mansion, no, leave the north!"

Yan Zhendong is not stupid, he can already think that if he doesn't leave, he is afraid that his life will not be guaranteed.

At the moment, he could only urge the horse with all his strength and flee all the way south.

"Fuck you, the dog of the Qiangwu Society, just grab the gun, why rob Lao Tzu's silver!"

Yan Zhendong was indignant, and when he thought of Feng Ji of the Strong Martial Arts Association, he was afraid for a while.

This Feng Ji is really the most terrifying master he has ever seen.

Northern martial arts, I'm afraid no one can beat it.

Such a strong man is in Jinmen, I'm afraid that Jinmen will not be able to live in peace.

Yan Zhendong had all kinds of thoughts flashing through his mind, and fled all the way south.

A few days later, the coil was exhausted, and he didn't dare to rob the house, for fear of attracting the attention of the government.

Along the road, he relied on iron cloth shirt kung fu to make money by performing arts.

went around and around, and one day a month later, I came to the area of Foshan, Guangdong.

He inquired around about the dynamics of the imperial court, and the sea fishing documents at the gate of the Yamen City Gate also observed them one by one, and found that there was no wanted warrant of his own, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I couldn't help but think again.

"Now that there is chaos in various places, the imperial court is too busy to take care of itself, the north wants to commit crimes, and the southern government doesn't know at all, maybe I can stay here, and with my iron cloth shirt, sooner or later I can mix up a piece of the sky."

Feng Ji's figure flashed in his mind, and his mind moved slightly.

"There are more than 300 people under that guy, and they dare to rebel against the government, if he can do it, why can't I do it?"

"Martial Arts Hall...... Well, I'm just going to open a martial arts gym here! ”

"It's just ...... money"

Thinking of this, he was in a dilemma for a while.

That's all for later.

Since Yan Zhendong fled, hundreds of new troops in Xiaozhan were attacked by dozens of Boxers at night, throwing their guns and unloading their armor, which became a joke in the entire Tianjin Gate.

For a while, Li Hongzhang in the capital was furious.

Cao Fu, the prefect of Jinmen, and Liu Zhiyi, the garrison, jointly impeached Hu Liao, abused their power, and sent troops into Jinmen without an order.

Emperor Guangxu was furious and directly ordered Hu Liao to be suspended for investigation, and Li Hongzhang saw this and hurriedly made a guarantee.

The conservatives, led by Prince Yi, took advantage of this opportunity to wantonly attack Li Hongzhang and others and seek to seize power.

The reformers also took this opportunity to ask the emperor to reform the law and learn from Western law.

For a time, the government and the opposition plotted one after another.

……

On the contrary, it is on the side of the Strong Martial Arts Association, and no one pays attention.

Feng Ji couldn't help but sigh that the Qing Dynasty was really over.

Seven days later, Feng Ji's Qiangwu Society branches were all over Tianjin.

At the same time, the Tianjin pot gang was all swept away by Feng Ji.

When encountering those who are not convinced, they don't need Feng Ji to make a move, Yan Si and Zhao Jian directly lead people to the other party's headquarters.

Feng Ji's side moved the Feng family from the city to the outside of the city, bought an ancient castle, covering an area of hundreds of acres, and set up an altar here, which became the general altar of the Qiangwu Association.

In just a few months, the Feng family became the largest local tyrant landlord in Jinmen.

The Qiangwu Association has become the largest gang in Tianjin.

The Feng family's business also began to develop from medicinal materials to water transportation, river transportation, sea transportation and other aspects.

There are strong martial arts who will secretly support them, and the Feng family's business will naturally be smooth.

Even many businessmen were eager to do business with the Feng family, so as to take the opportunity to get the protection of the Qiangwu Society.

On this day, in the courtyard of Fengjiabao.

Feng Ji stood in front of an iron pot, he was naked, and his hands were constantly stir-frying in the iron pot.

In the iron pot, the black iron sand was boiling hot, and it was stir-fried by Feng Ji, bringing up bursts of white smoke.

Feng Ji's palms were white and crystal clear, without the slightest damage.

An old man on the side saw this scene and his face was shocked.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Feng Ji slammed his hands into the iron sand, and suddenly there was a muffled sound, and the iron pot was directly pierced.

A large amount of iron sand leaked onto the fire, and green smoke curled up.

Feng Ji withdrew his palm and frowned slightly: "Old Zhou, this is the iron sand palm that you said can only be practiced in ten years?" ”

When the old man heard this, he smiled bitterly: "It's the old man's clumsiness, the president has already practiced horizontal kung fu, this iron sand palm, ordinary people practice, ten years is already fast, you ...... The old man also saw it for the first time. ”

Feng Ji shook his head, a little disappointed, and said, "Come on, replace the iron sand with thistle." ”

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The thistle terrestris is full of spikes, and this fleshy palm is inserted into it, and ordinary people don't blur their flesh and blood in an instant?

Even if he is a master of iron sand, he doesn't dare to practice with thistle.

But he didn't dare to dissuade him, he could see that the president was a real demon, and he couldn't deal with it with common sense at all.

Feng Ji was about to continue, when the maid came in at a trot and shouted, "Young master, master, please come over." ”

Hearing this, Feng Ji nodded and said, "Got it." ”

He turned to look at the old man and asked, "Old Zhou, have you found a master of transforming strength?" ”

When Old Zhou heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: "President, there are only a handful of masters of transforming strength, and the dragon is really hard to find, you can give me a little more time." ”

Feng Ji was a little puzzled, in his impression, there were many masters in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

He subconsciously asked, "Did you find it outside the Jinmen?" ”

"I've found them all, and now many masters are hiding in the people, and it's really difficult to contact."

Feng Ji was helpless: "Spend a little more effort, now my dark energy has been achieved, but I have never been able to get started, and I need to point my fingers." ”

Zhou Lao couldn't help but say: "There are many masters in the capital, if the president has leisure, he can go to the capital." ”

"Who are the masters in the capital?"

"That's a lot, gossip master Dong Haichuan, Tai Chi master Yang Luchan, their descendants are all in the capital."

"In addition, there are recognized as the four mountains of the capital, the god hand Aobai, the flower boxing king Buting, the god prison Yu Wanshan, and the splitting palm Tao An......"

Zhou Lao is like a treasure, and he seems to know the masters of the capital very well.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly when he heard this, there are indeed many masters in the capital, if he has the opportunity, he will definitely go to the capital.

At present, his dark energy has been completed, but he has not been able to comprehend it for a long time.

You can only practice hard skills every day to continuously enhance your defense.

I don't know what level of defense I've reached now.

After saying a few more words, Feng Ji got dressed and walked to the living room.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, I saw Feng Changren with an anxious face and constantly walking back and forth in the living room.

and Yu Saifeng, whose eyes are reddish.

Feng Ji was surprised in his heart, now in Tianjin Mansion, there are still things that can make his father and mother panic?

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Feng Changren suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly walked over, and said eagerly: "Ji'er, something is wrong, the eldest sister has a letter, asking us to send someone to pick them up!" ”

Feng Ji was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

"Guangdong is in turmoil, the Qing court ceded the island of Taiwan, the Japanese are not satisfied, and have begun to demarcate the concession, the Duan family's shops are in the concession, occupied by the Japanese, and even people have been detained, the eldest sister is now uncertain about their life and death, living on the streets, asking for help from home."