"Big boss, not good, not good! Gu Zong dart head, he..." A thin man rushed into the front hall of the Huwei Dart Bureau compound and shouted.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Yunfei was talking to a customer in the front hall, and he couldn't help but ask in surprise when he saw the panicked look of his subordinates.
"Chief dart head, he ,...... He's dead! The subordinate said breathlessly.
"What? The chief dart head is dead? What's going on? Zhao Yunfei was stunned.
"Yes,...... He was killed by the boxing gym man! ”
"The chief dart head went to kick the museum, how did he get killed?" What's going on? ”
"The chief dart head was killed in the competition with the other side!"
"Was it the contest that killed you?" This, this? ...... Where is the Total Dart Head now? How come you came back alone? Zhao Yunfei asked urgently.
"I'll come back and report it, and they'll arrive later."
Zhao Yunfei hurried outside, and just when he arrived at the front hall compound, he saw his men rushing into the courtyard with the head of the chief dart. When the men saw Zhao Yunfei rushing over, they immediately put down the head of the dart, and stood there with their heads bowed in silence.
Zhao Yunfei saw Gu Zongdao lying motionless on the ground with his head on his side, so he hurried to crouch down next to the chief dart head, and his two fingers probed towards the nostrils of the chief dart head, and found that there was still a faint breath in the nostrils.
"Quickly carry Gu Zong's dart head into the house, and immediately go to CaizhiTang to invite Old Mr. Kong over." Zhao Yunfei commanded loudly.
"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Yunfei stood up and asked the Zhong Boxer on the side.
"Big brother, the chief dart head was beaten by the other party's named Dong Yuyang!" Zhong Boxer hung his head and whispered.
"Dong Yuyang? this...... How can it be? Zhao Feiyun couldn't help but be stunned.
The head of the tiger mighty martial arts hall and the chief dart head of the tiger wei dart bureau were actually beaten unconscious by a novice martial arts hall who had just come to the unknown?
You don't know, this Gu Zongdao's kung fu is a first-class master of the jianghu, not to mention that it is difficult to meet the opponent in the one-handed arm fist of the jianghu, and the kung fu of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is even more practiced to the point where the sword and gun are not entered. Although he is the boss of the Tiger Wei Dart Bureau and the Tiger Wei Boxing Gym, but on the high level of kung fu, Gu Zong's kung fu is really not under him, and now Gu Zong's dart head is actually beaten by the other party so and so, which has to make Zhao Yunfei feel shocked.
"Big brother, even if I was clumsy, I didn't expect that the other party was actually a hidden master, a hard claw hand." Zhong Boxer whispered.
"Gu Zongdao's head is wearing a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, actually? Zhao Yunfei said to himself sheepishly.
"Big brother, what's next?" Zhong Boxer looked up at Zhao Yunfei and asked softly.
The burly Deputy General Manager Ye rolled up his sleeves and yelled, "What else should I do with his grandmother's bear?" Of course, he went to kick the pavilion and avenged Gu Zong's dart head. ”
Zhao Yunfei waved his hand at Vice President Ye, "Zhong Boxer, what kind of person is that Dong Yuyang?" Zhao Yunfei asked.
"This man is tall and burly, and he fights with Luohan fists, and his fists and feet are very fierce."
"Luo Han Fist? What accent do they speak? ”
"What is the accent?" This ,......", Zhong Boxer was obviously a little unsure.
A subordinate next to him suddenly said, "It seems to be from Henan, and one of my friends is from Henan, and this is the accent." ”
"Henan? LuoHan Fist? ...... Could it be that he was an apprentice of Sun Yufeng, the Arhat fist of Henan? How did they get to Foshan? Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Yunfei had already heard the name of Sun Yufeng, a master of Luohan Boxing, who had used the Eighteen Styles of Luohan Fist to fight invincible hands in Henan, Hubei, Shaanxi, and Shanxi provinces when he was young, and everyone knew everyone in luohan kung fu.
"Could it be Sun Yufeng's apprentice?" This apprentice's kung fu was so good that even Gu Zongdao was not his opponent? It seems that they came prepared. This ,......," Zhao Yunfei thought darkly as he bowed his head.
The men stood there for a long time without speaking, "Big brother, we? Vice President Ye wanted to stop talking.
"It seems that Dong Yuyang is the owner of the martial arts hall?" Zhao Yunfei suddenly raised his head and asked Zhong Boxer.
"Dong Yuyang is not the owner of the museum, the owner of the museum is surnamed Meng, originally Gu Zongdao was going to compete with the owner of the museum surnamed Meng, and later that Dong Yuyang took the place of the surname Meng." However, the owner of the museum with the surname Meng looked very average, thin and medium-sized. ”
"Oh, is it?" Zhao Yunfei was a little surprised.
What to do next, Zhao Yunfei slowly paced fang and pondered, "The owner of the museum is a thin man who does not look amazing, but he is very similar to his master Sun Yufeng." The kung fu of his subordinates surnamed Meng is so good, it can be seen that his kung fu is unfathomable. This Gu Zongdao was not able to defeat his men, and I went into battle against him, and the odds of winning were certainly not great. If you don't go to kick the museum, then what face will Zhao Yunfei have in Foshan again, and you can only roll up the covers and leave. this...... Alas, it now seems that the arrow has to be fired on the string, or it is not necessarily a dead end. Zhao Yunfei made a decision.
"Well, brethren, we will go to the martial arts hall on Wuyang Street later, and I will personally meet the owner of the museum surnamed Meng, or avenge the chief dart head." Zhao Yunfei raised his head and said loudly.
At the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were many vigilante groups, boxing gyms, and gangs in various parts of the south, and the Qing rulers adopted a high-pressure policy for their own interests against anti-imperial court groups and speeches, but they adopted a policy of laissez-faire for the mutual fights of martial arts organizations, groups, and gangs, and even fights to death.
Since ancient times, the various factions of Chinese martial arts have been popular in the ring and the boxing gym, but they pay great attention to the rules of the competition under the morality of the jianghu, and any private competition that kills will be regarded as illegal. Whether it is a ring or a kicking hall between martial arts, it is not only necessary to be recognized and witnessed by peer organizations, but also to sign a life and death certificate between the two sides of the competition. With the gradual decline of the Qing court, the various competitions of wulin gradually entered a disorderly period of bloody slaughter. There is no formality required for a ring competition or a martial arts gym kick, and no one is responsible for the death of a martial arts competition. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the People's Republic, the mutual killing between martial artists, groups, and gangs for their own interests was even more deduced to the point of perfection. The social unrest caused by the disorderly and bloody firefight has made the lives of the people even more miserable.
The news that the chief coach of the Huwei Wuguan and the chief dart head of the Huwei Dart Bureau kicked the Zhenyuan Wuguan, but was unexpectedly defeated by a boxer of the Zhenyuan Wuguan, immediately spread around the surrounding area of Wuyang Street.
There is an unwritten unspoken rule in the kicking gym between the boxing gyms: if the representatives of the kicking gyms sent by one side of the martial arts hall lose to the other party, if the party no longer sends representatives to continue to kick the gym, it is considered that the kicking gym is lost. Of course, the losing side will have to roll up and leave.
Huwei Boxing Hall is the first martial arts hall in Foshan, the defeat of the head of the head of the kicking hall means the failure of the Tiger Wei Wuguan Kicking Hall, the surrounding martial arts hall and the public know that the Huwei Wuguan will not concede defeat, and zhao Yunfei, the owner of the Huwei Wuguan, will definitely go to the kicking hall again, so they have gone to Wuyang Street to inquire about the situation.
The next morning, many martial arts enthusiasts rushed to No. 12 Wuyang Street to register for the Zhenyuan Martial Arts Museum. Suddenly, the Zhenyuan Martial Arts Hall was in the same place, which made the Meng Xiaoshan brothers a little overwhelmed.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the courtyard, and then a group of big men dressed in blue clothes burst in, "Who is the boss here, zhao da of our Tiger Wei Martial Arts Hall has come." A large man walking in front shouted at the crowd in the courtyard.
Hearing that it was the big boss of the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Hall who had come, the crowd immediately flashed to the side.
Zhao Yunfei slowly walked to the center of the courtyard with his hands behind his back surrounded by all the people.
"Oh, it's the big boss of the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Hall coming, Jiu Yang, Jiu Yang, in the lower Meng XiaoShan." Meng Xiaoshan stepped forward and hugged his fist and said loudly.
Zhao Yunfei looked up and down at the other party, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the other party was a thin medium-sized man, with a demure face, wearing a light green short coat. If he hadn't heard his subordinates talk about this museum owner beforehand, he would have thought it was the master of the museum.
"I heard that your brother injured my men." Zhao Yunfei was slightly stunned and hurried back.
"Oh, I blame your men for being too provocative, too unbeaten." Meng Xiaoshan looked up at the sky and laughed.
"You, you! Zhao Yunfei didn't expect that the other party would be so rude, and he couldn't answer the conversation for a while.
"Well, since the big boss of the Tiger Wei Martial Arts Hall has come in person, he must continue to kick the pavilion, so let's gossip less, please!" Meng Xiaoshan immediately took off his short coat and swung his right hand to the side.
Zhao Yunfei did not expect that the other party who did not seem to look amazing, and who was talking and laughing and elegant, was so arrogant and arrogant, and could not help but be ashamed and angry.
"Please!" Zhao Yunfei shouted angrily, then took off his coat and turned to the side.
The eleven brothers of Meng Xiaoshan stood in a row in front of the house. Zhao Yunfei's dozen or so men stood in a row by the gate. Dozens of students who came to register stood around. Inside and outside the gate, it was crowded with people who came to see the liveliness.
On one side was tall and burly, with two thick arms, standing there, tiger and tiger, on the other side was a thin medium-sized man with slightly pale cheeks, and the onlookers and people couldn't help but secretly pinch a handful of sweat for Meng Xiaoshan.
"Yikes!" Listening only to a loud roar, Zhao Yunfei raised his thick arms and hit the other party with an arrow. Meng Xiaoshan's legs squatted slightly, his arms were raised, a move to seal the door elbow to block the incoming fists, the body quickly to one side, a leopard turned over and flashed behind the other party, a move Mandarin duck chain hammer quickly hit the other party's back. Zhao Yunfei moved his waist to avoid it, one move to buckle his chest, one move to kick at the other party, taking advantage of the other party's dodge, one move to kick the tiger, one move to lunge to run the fist, one move to punch the ring, the move was as fast as the wind, and the move was fatal. Meng Xiaoshan dodged orderly under the opponent's rapid and fierce attack, and from time to time made moves to hit back at the opponent. The two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds without winning or losing.
Zhao Yunfei hit the opponent with a fast and fierce attack at the beginning, aiming to exert the maximum power of the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist. The biggest advantage of the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist is "fierce, fast, and illusory", not only is the move powerful, the speed is also as fast as the wind, and the change of moves is even more illusory. However, the biggest weakness of the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist is the lack of endurance and lack of staying power. When Zhao Yunfei found that the other party was actually under such a fast and windy attack, dodging more than enough, agile, and quick to make moves, his heart could not help but be secretly frightened.
As the speed of the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist slowed down, Zhao Yunfei found that the speed of the opponent's punches and feet was getting faster and faster, and his back and abdomen were hit several times by the opponent's punches and feet. Rao was Zhao Yunfei's copper-skinned iron bone, and he was also beaten in pain. What was even more impressive was that his black tiger three-jumping trick, which was originally as fast as a ghost owl, suddenly became sluggish, and Zhao Yunfei couldn't help but be shocked.
Meng Xiaoshan under the sharp punches and kicks of the other party, with his agile hands, dodged more than enough, after a few rounds, Meng Xiaoshan knew that the other party was playing the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist. Meng Xiaoshan knew that the Black Tiger Ten Shaped Fist was more than powerful, lacked endurance, and was good at hard-hitting and fast duels, so he adopted a guerrilla fighting method that avoided its sharp edge. After more than a dozen rounds, seeing that the opponent's fist and foot attack speed slowed down, he immediately hit the opponent with a series of fists and feet.
Zhao Yunfei's body was hit by the other party's fists and feet in many places, which was not a big problem, but Meng Xiaoshan's punches and kicks were different from ordinary people, and the place where the punches and feet hit was often the acupuncture point of the other party's body, although Zhao Yunfei practiced a multi-body cross-training kung fu, and the various parts of the body could resist the blows with strong external forces, but they could not withstand the body acupuncture points and were hit hard by the fists and feet. Meng Xiaoshan kicked his leg in the opponent's wind pool cave before a move, followed by a forward span, the palm of his right hand swung to the other party's back, Zhao Yunfei collapsed and moved to the side of the sharp flash, but unexpectedly the right thigh suddenly felt sore and numb, did not listen to the call, and the body stood unsteadily. The master fought with a little delay in his movements, and was immediately slapped on the back by Meng Xiaoshan's King Kong palm. No matter how well Zhao Yunfei practiced kung fu, he couldn't resist the heavy blow of the luohan king kong's thousand pounds of strength, his body rushed forward, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and he immediately fell to the ground without moving.
To be continued