The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 127 Attacking is defending

Chen Zhuo thought it was true.

This person is also like Chen Shaobai, who once went to Japan to study and is also a member of the "Tongmenghui". In addition to meeting with representatives from various provinces, Mr. Sun of Xiangjiang also had many people with lofty ideals traveling from all walks of life to participate. in.

Huo Yuanjia also mentioned that a Russian strongman came to Jinmen in the past. The red-haired ghost claimed to be "invincible in China" and laughed at the Chinese people as the sick men of East Asia. It is Mr. Nong.

Looking at each other, Nong Jinsun's eyes were eager, and he seemed to have too much to say, but he only looked at the people from all walks of life in the house, and saw Huo Yuanjia's eyes beckoning, but sat back again.

Now that the Qing court is not dead, and it is in the north, even though the people gathered are all masters of martial arts and rivers and lakes, there are many things that need to be taken into account, and a little carelessness may cause catastrophe.

This is also the reason why Chen Zhuo is not in a hurry to develop his power and only recruits martial arts sects. The south is fine. Li Yutang's big businessmen are mostly in Xiangjiang, so there is little to worry about. But if the momentum is too strong in the north, although he is not afraid, But if the people below are not sure, they will be implicated and suffer.

Chen Zhuo nodded slightly as a return gift, then took up the previous remarks, and said earnestly: "Everyone must understand that passing on fists is not just for passing on fists, it is not for the sake of fame, it needs to be sincere..."

He got up and walked around, looking at the big banner in front of him with his hands behind his back, and turned his back to the crowd, "Nowadays, kung fu has declined, and martial arts for thousands of years have disappeared in a blink of an eye? How long did it take for foreigners to enter Beijing? Where the guns and guns passed, everything was reduced to ashes, how much is left? Don’t you all forget? You just think it’s over? Can you feel at ease?”

"The Qing court has been weak for a long time, and its sovereignty has been lost. Now the land of China is fat in the eyes of those foreign enemies. If we still abide by the old rules and keep those old things without flexibility, it may not be long in the future, but it will be nothing. Foreigners have entered Beijing, but...the country has been destroyed."

All the people in the house were inexplicably excited at first by the words of "Fist from the North to the South". Many people were thinking of making a name for themselves, but when they heard Chen Zhuo's words, they were shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Master Chen, don't your words sound a little sensational?"

Someone asked Ai Ai tentatively.

"When the foreigners captured Jinmen and entered the capital, they dug a lot of corpse pits. If you feel that your life is more comfortable for a few days, you can forget about those blood feuds and great shame. You might as well look it up. You can probably find out There are a lot of bones, and I heard two ghost cries."

Suddenly hearing a cold snort, it was Shang Yunxiang who spoke.

This was followed by Li Cunyi and the Boxers who were killed out of Jinmen. The scene of the city being destroyed and the corpses everywhere has long been unforgettable in his life, and it is his life's great hatred.

Fang Tian's eyes were also red, and he said with tears in his eyes: "The Qing court can forget the hatred of the country, but we can't forget it. Although foreign things are fresh, they shouldn't be like this now, occupying our place. Bullying our compatriots, trampling on our dignity, we are all human beings, we should stand up and speak up, and the beasts with wolfish ambitions should be kicked out."

Chen Zhuo suddenly said sadly: "My master Wang Wu said that kung fu is the way of offense and defense in the final analysis, but he only taught me the true meaning of the word 'shou', but not the meaning of the word 'attack'."

His words were inexplicable, the topic of conversation changed, his voice gradually became heavier, his mouth was like chewing gold and iron, he turned his neck to look back at the crowd, his eyes were faint, "But now I have a clear understanding, not because he hasn't passed it on, but because he has already passed it on." ...Attack is defense!"

"But attacking is not about not killing, but being so strong that even if you don't kill, you can be placed in an invincible situation. No one dares to attack. The attack of a warrior lies in fists and feet, and the attack of a country is strong. How strong?"

"When the people are strong, the country is strong!"

A few words, although light and slow, are not like a boulder falling to the ground, iron hitting a copper bell, ringing in everyone's ears, rooted in their hearts, like a fire rising in their chests and abdomens, like thunder bursting in their minds, everyone who listened was stunned on the spot.

But after a while.

Everyone couldn't sit still, they felt their blood was boiling, their eyes were red, and they stood up as if they wanted to relax their spirits.

"That makes sense!"

"Master Chen's words should be superficial!"

"I've spent half of my life in vain. In the past, beatings and killings felt like petty troubles."

……

"well said!"

Suddenly someone cheered heavily and strode in.

"Dare to ask, how does Mr. Chen think he can make the people strong? Is it just empty talk and only knows how to protect his own face?"

As soon as this person came in, he looked at Chen Zhuo with scorching eyes, full of seriousness and hope, as if he was waiting for the next sentence, wanting to hear it quickly.

This person is a very young face with a handsome appearance, but he has no braids on his head, a head of capable short hair, and a black dress. He stands out from a group of veterans.

Chen Zhuo turned around, his body was half-lit and half-dark under the shadow of the lamp, his drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, and he squinted to look at the past...

Not only did this person stay abroad, but his body was also much stronger and stronger than Nong Jinsun. , still with pale lips and tight chest.

Unexpectedly, this man was full of courage, with a faint smile, he took out a palm-sized silver western jug from his arms, raised his head and drank it cleanly, a layer of blood gushed out of his white face in the blink of an eye, red It seemed to have applied a layer of vermilion lacquer, and then stared back.

"I have drunk the wine, but I still need your strong words to drink, so hurry up and talk!"

The people present at the bottom originally saw that he was frivolous and arrogant, and dared to speak so unscrupulously, all of them had bad eyes, but they were surprised to see him drinking and laughing wildly and talking fearlessly, and admired him for his courage and bloody man.

Chen Zhuo's eyes narrowed, and he made a look at the waiter at the door who was about to follow and arrest him, then lowered his eyelids, his face returned to calm, he picked up his teacup and took a sip casually, and then said surprisingly: "The Qing court Being weak, the people suffer, because of the enslaving thought born of this feudal dynasty, they are submissive and do not know how to improve themselves."

wow...

This statement is not surprising.

Unknowingly outside the building, there are already many martial arts masters guarding the entrance of the stairs, vigilant.

"I only ask you how to strengthen the people!"

The man pressed forward with every step, his eyes widening.

Chen Zhuo replied: "Chen is a martial artist, I don't understand the great principles of literati, and I can't explain them, but the practice of kung fu is a method of changing offense and defense. The skill of defeating the strong with the weak can also be used as a way of 'self-improvement'. Skill: strengthen one's muscles and bones, strengthen one's spirit, gather one's breath; if a person breathes out this breath, he can kill a person within a square inch, make the enemy's blood splash five steps, relax his chest and show his frown, this is a person's self-improvement; If there are ten thousand people, one hundred thousand, one million people, united as one, they can change the situation, change the world..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the crowd, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar faces.

Quite a few people had already heard that their scalps were numb and their tongues were hard to speak, but they couldn't help trembling all over their bodies.

"The transmission of the northern boxing to the south is not only to eliminate the gap between the north and the south, but also to pass on the heart, so that those who are not strong can strengthen themselves, and those who are submissive can hold their heads high and proud; it must be understood that the strength of one person is magnified, and the relationship between countries For a moment, it is insignificant to be defeated by a projectile. Only when the country is strong and not afraid of foreign enemies, can we be truly invincible..."

"There is no same game through the ages. It is not possible to stick to the old rules. Everyone, for the sake of this country and the world, are you willing to go to the battlefield on earth?"

"Big man, it should be so!"

The person who was drinking and asking questions suddenly roared, his eyes were red, he stared at Chen Zhuo, but suddenly he folded his fists and bent down to salute solemnly.

"Ye Yunbiao, I met Daxia Chen!"

A veteran of Wumen stood up slowly, and sighed, "I just heard what Leader Chen said today, and I just realized that half my life is empty. North fist and south pass, I also hope to give me a place. Although my lineage has always been a single pass, However, since it is for the sake of the family, the country and the world, even if I am old, I am willing to go to the battlefield again, even if I die as a guest, I will have no complaints!"

"Oh, Mr. Liu, you are almost ninety years old, so let us leave the limelight to us."

The other young man stood up after him, his words were teasing, but his expression was solemn.

"Originally, I just wanted to join in the fun, but I didn't expect to join in... President Chen, even if we don't have our quota, I still plan to go to the south."

All the people in the house looked at each other, got up one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they all stood upright with solemn expressions, but they clasped their fists at Chen Zhuo and shouted: "Shenzhou disciples, we will live and die together, and we will treat each other with sincerity!"

This is the answer.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were a little dazed, and he returned the salute.

"Then I'll leave it to you all!"

(End of this chapter)