Li An came to ask for advice, the purpose was just to show the strength of the martial arts hall, to avoid the opening of the Sanjiangshui New Museum, these masters came to look for trouble, not to hurt people, so this time he did not be ruthless.

As soon as Wang Yunhong was defeated, Li An took two steps back.

"Master."

The young man named Ah Shen exclaimed.

Seeing that Wang Yunhong was knocked to the ground as soon as he clashed, his eyes suddenly widened, and he beckoned the senior brothers on the side to prepare to pounce on Li An.

"Ashen."

Wang Yunhong turned over and stood up, stretched out his hand to block the disciples, and stared at Li An with a pair of eyes, and there was a moment of distraction in his heart.

With decades of skill in his body, he knew in his heart that the young man in front of him had just hit him closely, and when he put his strength and retracted it, he had left his remaining hand, otherwise with the strength of the other party, it was a strong and heavy close-to-body, and he should have been injured in a hurry.

Although he overestimated Ang Lee as much as possible before the fight, he was still surprised by his defeat in less than a round.

Of course, more of them can't get off the stage.

After all, no matter what you say, he is also a little famous in Yau Ma Tei, and being kicked out of the gym, and even more so in front of many disciples of the martial arts hall, or losing at the hands of a young man in his early twenties, makes him a little embarrassed.

Wang Yunhong's face was blue and red for a while.

After staring at Li An for a long time, he spoke in a dry tone:

"I lost."

"Offended."

The expression on Wang Yunhong's face changed, Li An saw it in his eyes, he didn't say anything, just hugged his fists, and left the martial arts hall under the hostile gaze of many martial arts hall disciples.

Fame and fortune hurt people the most when they are old, and people can't escape the word fame and fortune in this life.

As a master who has opened a museum on Nanjing Street for many years, he lost in his own hands, and he was somewhat unable to get off the stage.

If it weren't for the imminent opening of the new museum, even if Ang Lee came to ask for advice, he would still be the same as before, sparring with this master Wang behind closed doors, leaving steps for the other party.

But if the new museum wants to make a reputation, it can't be collected without publicity.

Near noon, Ang Lee returned to the martial arts hall.

It is said that it is a martial arts hall, but Sanjiangshui has cleaned up the first floor of his own tenement building, and some practice equipment has not been added.

Sanjiangshui was cleaning the floating ash, and when he saw Li An enter the door, he put down the broom in his hand, wiped the sweat on his neck with the back of his hand, and came to Li An's side.

He first looked Li An up and down for a while, and saw that Li An was only sweating on his forehead, not looking like he was injured, and then asked:

"Are things going well?"

"It's going well, the four martial arts halls on Nanjing Street, I've come to the door one by one."

Ang Lee's tone was relaxed.

To put it bluntly, with his current skills, fighting with these pavilion owners is just a matter of moving his muscles.

"That's good."

Sanjiangshui breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was confident in Ang Lee's strength, he had no eyes on his fists and feet, and if it weren't for the fact that there were many people who could easily cause misunderstandings, he would have gone with him.

He remembered something, and said:

"A'an, just now the city called and said that Lei Luo has something to look for you and is waiting for your call at the police station."

"Oh."

Li An nodded: "Then I'll go upstairs and call back." ”

"After returning the phone and going down to dinner, I'll call Master and Zhaodi to come over."

Seeing Li An turn around and walk towards the stairs, Sanjiangshui did not forget to remind him.

"Got it."

Li Antou didn't go back to the upstairs.

In the living room on the second floor, Li Ang took the handset on the low table and dialed the phone number of Lei Luo's office at the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station.

"Hey, who's that?"

The voice of a lard boy came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, Ang Lee." Li An said with a smile.

"Ah, Brother An, wait a minute, I'll call Brother Luo."

"Hmm."

Soon, there was the sound of leather shoes on the floor on the other end of the phone, followed by Lei Luo's voice.

"A'an, are you free in the afternoon?"

Lei Luo had a package ticket to help him get the shop in the walled city, and now that two days have passed, Lei Luo should call him at this time to find him should be a shop, but Li An still asked:

"I don't have anything to do in the afternoon, of course I have time, Brother Luo has something to do with me?"

"The shop you talked about last time has been found, can you take the time to come and take a look, and see if you are satisfied?"

"No problem."

Li An smiled heartily: "What time is the afternoon?" ”

The other end of the phone paused and said:

"Well, in this way, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Xinmao Commercial Building on Canton Road, I'll be waiting for you at the door."

"Okay."

Ang Lee hung up the phone with Lei Luo.

This tenement building is very close to the barber hall, less than thirty meters, and Lin Zhaodi's medical hall is also diagonally opposite.

"Master, senior sister."

Ang Lee shouted.

"Hmm."

A glimmer of heaven bowed his head lightly and responded.

Lin Zhaodi smiled reservedly and asked with some curiosity:

"Listen to Senior Brother, you went to several martial arts halls on Nanjing Street in the morning to ask for advice, did those masters embarrass you?"

"Nope."

Li An shook his head: "The martial arts hall teaches fist and foot kung fu, and it is also fist and foot kung fu, whether it is asking for advice or being kicked out of the gym, it is the norm in the martial arts world." And these masters are also quite martial, even if they lose, they are very simple. ”

He knew what Lin Zhaodi meant, after all, he came to ask for advice, to put it bluntly, he was kicking the hall, and many disciples of the martial arts hall thought that it was common for him to come to the door to find trouble, and it would cause a siege.

However, Ang Lee's rivers and lakes have done a lot of etiquette, and he didn't put on a high-spirited posture when he won, even if those masters were a little annoyed, but they didn't fail to attack them in groups, which only increased the laughing stock.

"Ready to eat."

Li Chunmei, who was wearing a gray apron around her waist, poked her head out of the kitchen and said to the four of them.

"Sister-in-law, I'm here to help."

Lin Zhaodi shouted and walked quickly into the kitchen.

A glimmer of heaven looked at Li An and said earnestly:

"With your skills, there is no problem in going to the door. However, after all, you are young, you will inevitably be impulsive, and when the victory or defeat has been divided, it is best to refrain from leaving room for both sides, offending too many people, and you will be cut off from the Hong Kong martial arts world if you are good at kung fu. The sedan chair is carried by everyone, and the opening of the martial arts hall is sometimes not only more than fist and foot kung fu, but more often, it is also necessary to pay attention to human feelings, which is also the reason why I have not opened the museum for so many years. ”

Li An nodded: "I understand, Master." ”

"It's very troublesome to open a martial arts gym in Hong Kong, there are many sects, many masters, and many conditions. In the martial arts world in the 50s, Hongquan was the most powerful among the various sects, and when the new hall opened, it was necessary to accept the challenges of all major sects, and only those who did not fall within a stick of incense were qualified to teach boxing. In recent years, the National Art Association has been established, and although the opening of the museum is not as harsh as Hong Zhennan's time, it is not just a challenge to a few martial arts halls on Nanjing Street to have a place in the National Art Association. ”

A glimmer of heaven said.

Sanjiangshui asked, "Master, what do you mean is not enough?" ”

"Of course."

Yi Yitian said: "If it's just an opening, then it's okay to challenge the martial arts hall a few streets nearby." But if you want to have a place in the national art club, let the club leave a special table for the martial arts hall, you must get the approval of other masters. ”

Li An thought for a moment and took over:

"Hong Kong's famous martial arts gyms are none other than Hung Liu Cai Li Mo, and Wing Chun, which has become famous in recent years, and if you challenge these martial arts gyms, other masters should have nothing to say, right?"

"Other masters feel that their skills are not as good as others, so they naturally have nothing to say."

A glimmer of heaven replied.

(End of chapter)