The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 133 Rakshasa goes south, China and Japan compete
"Extraordinary! Extraordinary! The Japanese judo master led the crowd to China to challenge Huo Yuanjia in the Jingwu Association!!"

"Bring me a newspaper!"

"I also want!"

"I'll have one too."

……

Shili foreign market.

In the noisy market, a newsboy with a cloth bag on his shoulders, holding a stack of newspapers in his arms, walked and danced, shuttling through the stream of people of all kinds, shouting loudly, reaching out to collect money for the newspaper.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and there were many shops on both sides. Suddenly, I saw a person getting off from the passing tram.

"I'll have one too."

The man tossed an ocean, took the newspaper, turned around and left, and left a sentence "don't look for it", but the newsboy was so happy that he bowed hurriedly.

"Thank you, sir!"

But if someone looks carefully, he will find a very strange and strange thing; this person looks down at the newspaper and does not look up, but he walks freely in the opposite flow of people, walking around freely, as if he has eyes on the top of his head.

His hand flicking through the newspaper suddenly stopped. It turned out that there was a group photo attached to the report, which was a group photo of several masters and the audience at the beginning of the Jingwu Association.

Looking at the two women in the middle, the man smiled gently, pressed the felt hat on his head, and squeezed into the crowd.

Prosperous and bright, full of gold... This is the rumored Shanghai Bund; unlike Beijing and Tianjin, most of those who can come here believe in the saying that there is gold everywhere. Heroes come out of troubled times, and the Qing court is exhausted. Everyone wants to be a hero. , Everyone wants to be famous.

The rivers and lakes come and go, some are for friendship, some are for fame and fortune, looking at the entire Shanghai Bund, there are many gangs, big and small, turbulent, and people from all sides are fighting for power.

In Zhabei, there is a song and dance hall named "Gold and Silver Building".

Different from the Gold and Silver Building in Jinmen, and also different from the Gold and Silver Building in Foshan, this "Gold and Silver Building" has been in charge of the ancient Buddha many years ago, and the "White Lotus Sect" has been divided into two; , has long been unique, extremely extravagant, and most of the people who come and go are dignitaries, merchants and wealthy merchants.

The girls in the building are not only young and beautiful, with moving voices, but also dressed in the fashion of the four seasons. They can also speak several foreign languages.

This is a big fat piece of meat, earning enough money, the key is to rely on those charming courtesans to forge an incredible relationship.

However, just over half a year ago, there was a change of boss here, a Shanghai tycoon nicknamed "Mapi Jinrong", Huang Jinrong.

This person is both black and white, he is not only a member of the police station, but also has the momentum of the "Green Gang". He claims to be the leader of the "Tianzi Generation", and he has many disciples. What to do to make money.

As dusk falls, Shanghai Bund, which is full of luxury and feasting, looks brighter and brighter.

The person who manages the "Gold and Silver Building" is named Ji Yunqing. This person and Huang Jinrong are sworn brothers. He is also a member of the "Tong" generation of the Qing Gang. His subordinates recruit a wide range of disciples. Accept, is a big hooligan leader.

On the top of the third floor.

Ji Yunqing suddenly woke up from his sleep, guessing that he had a nightmare, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He let out a breath, glanced at the martial arts masters recruited outside the door, took another sip of cold tea, and glanced at the table in front of him, it was full of yellow and white things.

Gold bars, oceans, stacks of bank notes, and various property title deeds.

These things have already been divided up, and they are used to manage people from all walks of life, make relationships, and buy people's hearts.

Lighting a cigarette, Ji Yunqing took a slow puff, feeling uneasy. It was not just this day, since he took over the management of the "Gold and Silver Building", whether it was the masters in the gang or the subtle attitudes of various forces, it seemed They all had a lot of life with them.

Ordinary people may not know this "Gold and Silver Building", but no one on the Dao knows that it is the property of the "White Lotus Sect". Although there is a saying that Qing, Hong, and Bai belong to one family, it doesn't mean that they can really control other people's things.

The man in the north is getting stronger and stronger, and the Shenzhou League dominates the north and the south. How can this industry allow others to get involved.

As for the ancient Buddha, whose dragon sees its head and tail, it seems to have disappeared.

run away?

Misfortune is diverted to the east, causing two tigers to fight each other.

But Huang Jinrong still accepted it.

Not long ago, the saintess of the White Lotus Sect came to Shanghai. Huang Jinrong showed enough courtesy, but he didn't mention the return of the "Gold and Silver Building", obviously he didn't take her seriously. The grudge has been settled.

A bad move was made.

He sighed secretly, exhaled smoke from his mouth, lay back, and said: "The world has changed, there is no place for warriors to stand, these days, you have to speak with the gun in your hand..."

"That's the reason."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, someone answered him in the back room.

Ji Yunqing paused in his backward posture, panic flashed in his eyes, but he immediately calmed down again, returned to his body, and followed the prestige.

A few days before the receptionist, a short-haired man wearing a felt hat sat down at some point; the man picked up an orange and rubbed it on his cloth sleeve casually, two rows of fine and white teeth He took a bite down to the flesh, splashing juice between his teeth, and glanced at him by the way.

With just one glance, Ji Yunqing immediately felt the cold around his neck, and his head seemed to be moving in a second. With a shake of his body, the cigarette caught between his fingers had landed on the well-made clothes, scalding a hole.

He quickly photographed Mars, and then looked outside the door, the two masters were still standing upright.

The man squirmed his cheeks, chewed the orange, and said softly, "You guys bullied my wife?"

The hair on the top of Ji Yunqing's head was about to stand up. Looking at the wanted notice on the wall, he said in a difficult tone: "Mr. Chen is serious, how could he be considered bullying your wife? It's too late for us to flatter you. It's just a little misunderstanding, sorry crime."

The man threw the other half of the orange into his mouth and asked casually, "Where did the ancient Buddha go?"

Ji Yunqing hurriedly said: "We don't know about this either, that person seems to have fled abroad."

The man raised his eyebrows, "It's really bendable and stretchable."

He stood up long, as if he came here just to ask this question, and he was about to leave, but his pace suddenly stopped.

"Ask you for something, and I can have an explanation with my wife when I go back."

Ji Yunqing wiped off his cold sweat, and hurriedly said with a smile: "This is what it should be. Whenever you open your mouth, Master Chen, as long as you have a number, we can give it."

"very good."

Hearing the word "very good", the smile on Ji Yunqing's face froze, his buttocks sank and he sat back down again. When he looked again, there was nothing on his neck.

……

Jingwuhui.

It was already night, and on the martial field, there was still a lot of movement about boxing exercises.

The instructor is Huo Yuanjia's eldest disciple Liu Zhensheng, known in the world as "Liu the Lightning Hand and Flying Swallow".

Zuo Zongsheng was sitting in the backyard, discussing with Huo Yuanjia and the other two boxers the countermeasures against the Japanese judo masters. Shang Yunxiang, Lin Heier, Guyu, Liang Chaoyun and others were chatting on the side, suddenly I saw a student running over in a hurry.

"Master, uncle, it's not good. Junior brother Chen Zhen fought with someone. The man's fists were so tight. Junior brother Chen lost within two moves. Senior brother is fighting that man in the martial arts arena."

"Could it be those Japanese?"

Zuo Zongsheng slapped the stone table, got up and rushed towards the martial field.

Everyone followed closely behind, but they wanted to see who the comer was.

When a group of people rushed to the front yard, they saw a very unremarkable short man standing in the field, wearing a gray coat and black trousers, a pair of old cloth shoes, he was extremely ordinary, even his appearance was not outstanding, with drooping eyes and a broad nose Mouth.

Just looking at Liu Zhensheng who staggered back, Huo Yuanjia knew that his great apprentice had also been defeated.

He clasped his hands and fisted, "May I ask what your name is? Huo has something to offend?"

The short man's eyes were dull, he glanced at the several grandmasters in the field, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have never offended, this Jingwu Association says that it recruits boxers from all over the world. I am eager for skills and want to learn from you."

Zuo Zongsheng checked the place where Liu Zhensheng was punched, and saw that there was no injury, nor was he hit by a hidden hand, so he changed his mind and asked the disciples and students who were watching to disperse first.

A young man on the side rubbed his chest and hurriedly reminded: "Master, this guy is very powerful in kung fu. I punch, he can punch exactly like me, and he is faster than me."

Good guy, as soon as these words come out, those disciples who don't know the benefits and harms will be fine. They, the masters and masters, all tensed up, and they looked at each other, and they could already see the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"It's not that his kung fu is weird, it's that you haven't forced him to use his real kung fu at all. The old man has exhausted his skills in playing urchins... Excuse Huo, who is ignorant, I don't know what you call him?"

The short man said: "Whoever comes and goes, the old man will be called Wuming, don't talk nonsense, let's fight!"

"Insanity!"

What a group of disciples heard was anger welling up.

Huo Yuanjia said in a deep voice: "You all leave the martial field first, Chen Zhen, you also go out."

When there were only a few grandmasters left in the field, Zuo Zongsheng took the lead to walk out of the crowd, rested his mind, cupped his fists and said, "I've offended you!"

After finishing his words, he raised his hands, and his fists hit the short man's ribs like a hammer.

Unexpectedly, when he makes a move, the person on the opposite side is also making fists and moves at the same time. The offensive is exactly the same as him. When the two fists collide, Zuo Zongsheng's eyes flicker, and his feet are in the shape of a horse. The fast attack is like a cannonball, it is Bengquan.

puff puff puff...

The wind shook the air.

However, the few people in Luezhen frowned, Gein, the short man, just like the reflection in a mirror, performed exactly the same offensive as Zuo Zongsheng, stepping on a horse, and punching out punches.

"What kind of doorway is this?"

Not only is the offensive style exactly the same, but even the style of play is almost the same, like another Zuo Zongsheng.

Under the shadow of the lamp, Gu Yu was leading a little baby. He was a little surprised when he saw the short man in the field, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his fox eyes flashed.

"Could this person be Tongxuan old monster?"

Shang Yunxiang's heartstrings tightened, and he saw that the short man not only used all of Zuo Zongsheng's fighting skills, but also handled them even more delicately.

Hearing that this person might be Tongxuan old monster, Lin Heier couldn't sit still.

"Look at the palm!"

But no matter what the rules are or are not, with a coquettish chirp, the phoenix's eyes are full of evil, and he pushes his palms to fight.

The short man never refused to come, his feet had strange gaits, his legs bent and straightened, his body was like a ghost, as if shrinking into an inch, everyone in the field suddenly felt that their eyes were empty, and there was one more person in front of Lin Hei'er, who was also With both palms up and down, he made a reckless move.

Seeing this level of movement, Shang Yunxiang seemed to be more and more sure that the person in front of him was some mysterious old monster in disguise, no matter if it was an enemy or a friend, he should be restrained first.

"Pay attention!!!"

Huo Yuanjia shook his arms, Mizong Fist seemed to turn into layers of afterimages under the shadow of the lamp, he beat into a move, and punched forward.

Zuo Zongsheng saw Lin Heier back a few steps, his eyes wide open, his voice hesitating, his back suddenly saw ripples, his muscles swelled, and there was a series of abnormal noises of grinding beans, his muscles and bones roared, tigers and leopards thundered, Bengquan added another five points of domineering.

Shang Yunxiang also used the Bengquan to strike, the strike was fast and the force was short, his fists were like random arrows.

Liang Chaoyun saw that all his senior brothers had already made their moves, he turned around with his lotus feet, Dragon Claw Palm made a move, and in a blink of an eye he circled half a circle, attacking the short man's back.

Lin Hei'er stabilized her body and attacked again.

"Mom, go up and help me too!!"

The solid little boy beside Gu Yu kept stomping his feet anxiously, his little face flushed and he was very excited.

The short man seemed to feel the pressure too, his eyes swirled sharply in the eye sockets, Yintang suddenly saw the divine splendor light up, as if a ray of spiritual light rushed towards the divine court, the soles of his feet sank, the spring was hot, and in an instant his energy seemed to reach up to the stars , When he descended to the bottom of the land, he was short and slumped, like the divine monkey making troubles in the heavenly palace, he raised his feet and stepped forward, and his body was like a wisp of smoke afterimage.

Several stone slabs on the ground shattered silently, like fine powder.

Everyone was shocked, halfway through the attack, they all saw fists and palms attacking in front of them, and they all retreated half a step during the parry.

The speed of this person's movement is really shocking.

"Don't hold back, this guy is too evil!"

All the anger was raised wildly, Lin Heier even spit out two swords in his sleeves, Zuo Zongsheng rushed out with a stride, carrying the one hundred catty sword.

Seeing that everyone was about to fight with all their strength, Gu Yu suddenly whispered something in his son's ear.

Immediately seeing the little baby swung his fists, wowed, and rushed towards the short man.

Everyone's face changed wildly, "Be careful!"

However, the short guy surprisingly didn't dodge, allowing the child's fists to rain down, a smile gradually appeared on his dull face.

"You kid!!"

A familiar voice sounded.

Everyone was startled, and then they all looked strange, already knowing who the person in front of them was.

The dwarf's breath relaxed, and with the trembling of his muscles and the light touch of his bones, his figure was already growing taller. When he rubbed his hands on the bones and muscles of his face, Chen Zhuo was already standing in front of everyone alive.

"father!"

He picked up his son who was extremely surprised, then looked at Huo Yuanjia monk Yunxiang, and then at Zuo Zongsheng's eyes suddenly saw water vapor, a little flushed, "Senior brother!"

Zuo Zongsheng also had tears in his eyes, and said with a smile: "So it's you... hey, just come back!!"

Turning his eyes, Chen Zhuo looked at Gu Yu and Liang Chaoyun, blinked and smiled.

(End of this chapter)