Chapter 33: Martial Arts Association

Zhang Yue woke up, opened his eyes, and found himself in a small room with two bunk beds made of iron frames, and he slept in the lower bunk of one of them.

He rubbed his eyes, pushed the door open, and saw a sign hanging at the door: "Police Lounge."

It turned out that I was in the police station, and the last memory in my mind about last night was that I got into the police car, and it seems that I have been asleep until the police station since then.

A young policeman passed by, saw Zhang Yue, and asked with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"Hmm. ”

"Okay, I'll take you to make a record. ”

The policeman led the way in front, Zhang Yue looked left and right along the way, and the young policeman seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, turned around and said with a smile: "What's the matter?

Zhang Yue nodded a little embarrassedly.

"You woke up a little late, half an hour ago your girlfriend's dad came and picked her up. ”

Ming Xue's father, isn't he the owner of the Yangwei Martial Arts Pavilion, he came back so soon? Zhang Yue was a little inexplicably weak-hearted, fortunately he was asleep at the time, and he was not mentally ready to meet his parents.

Before making a transcript, Zhang Yue habitually touched his pocket and wanted to call home. After feeling empty, I remembered that the phone had been smashed to pieces by Scarface.

"Oops, can I call home? Zhang Yue asked.

"Of course, what's the number? I'll explain it to you first. The policeman was empathetic.

I called my father, Zhang Youpeng, and after answering, the police first said, "Hey, is it Mr. Zhang? I'm here at the police station." Let me inform you that your son Zhang Yue is here with us, he bravely saved a female classmate last night, and now we are here to assist in the investigation. Yes, yes, he's safe, nothing is wrong, and he can go back soon after the transcript is done, don't worry. ”

The policeman handed the phone to Zhang Yue, and he picked it up and said, "Dad, I'm fine, I'll be able to go home soon." You are discharged from the hospital today, take a taxi back, and pay attention to safety on the road. ”

The police were waiting to make a record, but Zhang Yue didn't elaborate, and soon hung up.

Li Mingxue has already made a record, and the police have also investigated the scene. Chen Hu and his gang are extremely vicious fugitives, and they are wanted by the highest level of wanted warrants, and Zhang Yue can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. It took half an hour to finish the transcript and sign it.

"Can I go home?" asked Zhang Yue.

"Yes, but there's someone waiting for you outside for a long time. ”

"Who?"

"Hehe, you'll know when you go out. ”

Zhang Yue was stunned when he walked outside, and the person waiting for him was Su Wenzhu from Nanhua Hall.

Su Wenzhu saw Zhang Yue come out, and greeted with a smile: "Brother Zhang Yue." ”

"You're Sue—"

Su Wenzhu said affectionately: "It's okay to call me Wenzhu or Brother Su." ”

"Well, why did Brother Su come here?" Zhang Yue wondered in his heart, could it be that there was something wrong with Bing Xinxiang, but it didn't look like he was smiling.

"Haha, the ancient recipe you gave us last time is really miraculous, after the ancestor used it a few times, the fire poison was gone, and the spirit was very good, and he kept saying that let's invite Brother Zhang to come to the house to thank you. ”

Su Wenzhu's tone changed: "But I'm here this time for another thing." ”

"What's the other thing?" asked Zhang Yue.

"A few years older for my brother, I will call you Brother Ayue. Brother Ayue, have you broken through to become a martial artist?"

"Yes, how did Brother Su know so quickly?"

Su Wenzhu said: "That's right. I usually take care of my family's business, but I actually have another identity - the secretary of the Qinglan City Martial Arts Association. The emergence of a new martial artist in the city is a big deal, and the police department notified the association early this morning. ”

"I see. ”

"Well, you should know what the Martial Arts Association does. ”

Of course, Zhang Yue knew that although the Martial Arts Association was a non-governmental organization, it had close cooperation with the government and had great influence. For example, organizing various martial arts competitions and exchanges, carrying out the certification and registration of martial arts ranks, and carrying out martial arts publicity and international exchanges.

Could it be that Su Wenzhu is looking for himself to be certified as a martial artist?

Sure enough, Su Wenzhu said: "Brother Ayue, if you are free, can you go to the Martial Arts Association with me for a martial artist certification?"

"I'm free, but I heard that the martial artist certification needs two official martial artists to preside?" Zhang Yue was surprised and delighted.

"President Yan and Jia Zu are already waiting in the Martial Arts Association. Su Wenzhu said with a smile.

"Old Man Su is a martial artist, President Yan, is it a single-sword Yan Liang Yan senior?" Zhang Yue asked excitedly.

"Hehe, that's right. ”

Yan Liang is a well-known veteran martial artist in the city, who became famous during the war years twenty years ago, and it is said that he broke one arm by a cannonball on the battlefield, and wielded a single knife in the remaining arm, leading his team to break into the enemy's artillery position, cutting off people's heads and rolling people, and intimidating the enemy. After the war, he retired because of his injuries, and has been engaged in martial arts education in Qinglan City, and the peach and plum are all over the world.

Yan Liang is one of Zhang Yue's idols, and he is also the idol of most of the young people in Qinglan City. Hearing that his old man was going to personally certify himself as a martial artist, Zhang Yue was simply flattered.

Su Wenzhu drove Zhang Yue to the Martial Arts Association, an ancient building courtyard next to the downtown park.

The quaint gate walks in, the front yard is surrounded by porch pavilions, and the sound of the stream and stone is heard, which makes people forget the vulgarity.

There is such a courtyard in the center of the city where every inch of land is valuable, which shows the extraordinary strength of the martial arts association. Zhang Yue had never been here, and he thought that the Martial Arts Association was in an office building, which was really an eye-opener this time.

Passing through the front yard, the main hall is the place where major events are held, Su Wenzhu took Zhang Yue to the east wing, where there is an independent courtyard, and two old people in the courtyard are playing under an ancient tree.

Seeing Zhang Yue coming, one of the one-armed old men pushed the chessboard: "The guest has arrived, and they have dispersed." ”

Another old man with white hair hanging down his chest was Su Hengchuan, the old man of the Su family, and he said, "Brother Yan, your impatient temper has not changed." ”

Yan Liang rolled his eyes: "Old Su, you were much more frizzy than me when the fire and poison were not cleared, and now an old face has turned white and pretended to be deep." ”

"Haha, you mouth. "Old Man Su and Yan Liang are obviously very familiar, and their words are unscrupulous.

Zhang Yue stepped forward and said, "Elder Yan, Elder Su." ”

"Are you Zhang Yue?" asked the one-armed Yan Liang.

"It's me. ”

"The kid is good, his eyes are full of light, his spirit is restrained, he has the appearance of the true inheritance of martial arts, and he will try it with the palm of the old man. ”

As soon as Yan Lao said a word, he raised his hand and slapped him.

Zhang Yue raised his palms to greet him, and felt a surge of energy coming from the place where his palms were struck, but this momentum was very peaceful, and there was no lethal appearance. Immediately, he also plucked up his internal strength, and a stream of air in the dantian penetrated the meridians, poured into the palm of his hand, and instantly bounced away the external energy.

"Good!"

Yan Liang's eyes lit up, he withdrew his hand, turned his head and asked, "Old Su, you also try?"

"You say okay, what else do I try. Old Man Su shook his head and smiled.