Movies and TV: Starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 158 Seafood
"Lao Ma, look at the good things you have done. Hey, my brother has also been implicated by you and turned into a scumbag."

Luo Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Ma San hadn't understood the situation yet and said innocently: "Didn't you say that your clothes are not suitable for me to wear?

"I just want to tell you that I actually want to try it. After all, I haven't tried it before. How do I know it's not suitable?

"Why have I become a gangster?"

Luo Heng actually understood it a long time ago.

Perhaps because of his experience of being abandoned as a child, Ma San has a strong pursuit of fame, fortune and strength.

He saw with his own eyes that Luo Hengcong was slightly weaker than him. In a short period of time, he soared like a rocket to a height that he could even look up to.

His psychological impact was like eating a pound of fried crotons and cantaloupe and drinking three liters of herbal tea.

The main thing is that one spray will fill the living room and the sky will be filled with stars!

That would definitely be a huge blow, and it would be out of control.

"Did I say clothes?"

Luo Heng straightened his expression, looked at Ma San seriously and asked.

Ma San gritted his teeth: "I know what you mean, but I still want to try."

Boo!
Since he insisted so much, Luo Heng stopped complaining.

He shook his head and said: "Okay, I hope after I finish telling you, you will not regret it in the future, but will instead resent me for ruining your future."

Ma San shook his head: "I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and how much hardship have I suffered?
“After 30 years of perseverance, in recent years I have felt vaguely confused about the future, and I don’t want to wait any longer.

"Whatever consequences will arise in the future will be my own choice. I still understand this."

Luo Heng sighed.

Walk to the empty space behind the sofa.

He shook his head and said, "Well, I will only show it to you once, and you can figure out the rest by yourself."

Ma San nodded seriously.

Luo Heng looked around and picked up a white porcelain tea cup from the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he smiled at Ma San and said, "See clearly."

Ma San nodded and stared at the movements of Luo Heng's hands, not daring to blink at all.

Luo Heng smiled softly: "Don't be nervous, you can see as much as you can, there is no need..."

He took a deep breath as he spoke.

His eyes suddenly changed.

No movement was seen on his hands, only the lines on his palms trembled slightly.

The white porcelain tea cup held quietly in the palm of my hand remained unchanged.

Luo Heng gently put the tea cup back on the coffee table and looked back at Ma San: "Do you understand?"

Ma San's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully.

After a moment, he shook his head: "I don't quite understand."

Luo Heng said with a smile: "How much you can see is your own business. You have agreed only once. If you still want to see it, wait until later..."

Ma San frowned: "What on earth do you want to say? Why do you talk like my master?"

Luo Heng waved his hand: "Don't think about these things for now. It's better to go over and explain. I don't want to be labeled as a dirty guy with you.

"I still mean that. If you think about it carefully, you won't regret it. You can come to me again. We are brothers, and I don't want to harm you..."

Ma San stood there, staring at the cup for a long time.

Still missing the point.

Luo Heng walked to the door and didn't wait for him to knock on the door.

The door is opened.

"What do you want to do?" Gong Liu asked angrily.

"Sister Xiaoliu, you can't knock down a whole boat of people with one stroke, right? It was Ma San who said that. Why are you having trouble with me here?"

Luo Heng smiled and squeezed past her into the room.

Ayan was sitting on the bedside, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief.

It looked like he had just cried.

Luo Heng smiled bitterly and stepped forward, comforting him softly: "Ayan, don't misunderstand me. In fact, Ma San didn't mean that.

"This is just a coincidence. He didn't listen at all to what we just said. He was thinking about his own problems.

"He thought my clothes looked good and wanted me to take them off for him to wear.

"I told him before that my clothes were not suitable for him. But he was not convinced and just wanted me to take them off for him to try..."

Gong Liu rolled his eyes.

He curled his lips and walked out of the house, closing the door and leaving some space for them to talk.

Then he glared angrily at Ma San, who was squatting beside the coffee table.

He kicked this guy: "Go aside, if you don't want to sit on the sofa, why are you squatting here?"

Ma San paid no attention to her, frowning and thinking about his own concerns.

Gong Liu picked up the teapot.

"do not……"

Ma San suddenly spoke up.

Gong Liu was startled, and he turned around and cursed: "Ma San, what happened to you today? Are you out of your mind? Did you get startled?"

While he was talking, his hand was subconsciously tilting the spout and pouring water into the teacup.

But she soon realized something was wrong.

When I turned around, I saw a puddle of water on the table.

He quickly put down the teapot and took out the handkerchief to dip it in the water.

He complained subconsciously: "What's going on? What's wrong with this cup?"

Looking at the teacup again, it looks like it is made of scattered flour.

When it was washed with tea, a small hole was punched out at the bottom.

As the water seeps in, it is slowly collapsing.

After a while, a small white porcelain cup completely turned into a puddle of powder.

Drinking tea and slumping on the table...

"Calmly, shatter the porcelain..." Ma San murmured, his eyes even more distracted.

After Gong Liu cleared the table, he asked in surprise: "What are you muttering about? This cup was fine just now. What happened?"

After saying that, she took another teacup from the table, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully.

Of course it is impossible to find anything abnormal.

Ma San smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't look at it, there's nothing wrong with your cup."

Gong Liu frowned and asked, "What's going on? Why did a good cup break like this?"

Ma San sighed: "That was Luo Heng just showing me his kung fu.

"There used to be rumors in the world that Tai Chi master Yang Luchan was able to hold a sparrow in his hand, and the bird did not fly without holding it..."

"I've heard of this too. Isn't it because Grandmaster Yang's energy is so powerful that his energy penetrates the whole body, and the bird is in his palm and has nowhere to rely on, so it can't fly?"

Ma San nodded: "That's what I said, but have you ever thought about why the bird clearly stepped on his palm but had nowhere to use it?"

Gong Liu subconsciously replied: "Didn't I say that his energy penetrates the whole body, and the palms of his hands are naturally... uh..."

At this point, Gong Liu suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

Although she has never practiced any kung fu.

But after all, she is the eldest daughter of the Gong family. She has been exposed to it since childhood and has heard about many things about martial arts.

Yang Luchan holds the bird in his palm but does not fly...

Almost everyone in the world knows it.

It is said that flying birds have nowhere to rely on, but why is this?She just follows what others say.

Everyone who has heard this story has also heard this sentence.

But how does Qi Jin penetrate the whole body? Or, to put it another way, how does Qi Jin penetrate the whole body?

People like Gong Liu who only listen to legends cannot explain it at all.I didn't even think about this issue.

Ma San shook his head slightly and sighed: "Since four years ago, my kung fu has reached the level it is today.

"Master was at the Northern Retreat Conference, after joining hands.

"Then he told me, I am like a sword, I have to know how to hide the edge.

"I didn't understand before. When you practice kung fu, isn't it just to show off? What's the use of practicing kung fu without doing it?"

Gong Liu looked at him quietly, and for the rare moment, he didn't choke.

Ma San continued: "Later I came to the south and met Luo Heng. Although I lost one move in his hands.

"But at that time I could feel that he just took advantage of me and took advantage of me.

"If I really want to continue taking action, he will never be my opponent."

"Then why didn't you continue to fight?" Gong Liu asked curiously.

Ma San shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It was the old man who saved me, otherwise Luo Heng would have destroyed me.

"If I continue to pester you, with the old man's temper, he will personally kill me and give an explanation to Wulin."

Gong Liu sneered: "He has that kind of temper. You are right. For the sake of the sect's face, you can give up your daughter or apprentice..."

Ma San sighed softly: "The old man later asked me to follow Luo Heng and let me use Luo Heng as a sheath to understand what Zangfeng is.

"I couldn't understand it at first. After thinking about it, I could only think of one answer, which is that the old man wanted to wash away his youth.

"I want to protect the shame of the old Manchu witch who abandoned the country and fled, and I want to use the reputation of a loyal member of the Luo family to show it to outsiders."

Gong Liuqi asked: "Luo Heng or Queen Zhongyi?"

Ma San shook his head and did not talk more about this topic.

He continued: "However, along the way from Foshan to Shanghai, I kept watching what Luo Heng did.

"At first, I thought he was just a fool. He never considered the consequences of doing things, and he also liked to make enemies everywhere..."

Gong Liu couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

Ma San smiled wryly and laughed at himself: "The more I looked at it, the more I realized that the fool was actually me.

"It seems that he doesn't practice Qigong every day, he never sits down if he can lie down, and he is surprisingly lazy...

“But every time I think about it carefully afterwards, I can find that everything he does actually has its own reason.

"As you can see, things have happened now, in less than a month.

"He has gone from a prodigal son who was ridiculed by everyone in Foshan to a famous Luo Daxia in the martial arts world.

"Moreover, this reputation will only get louder and louder. Has there ever been a 20-year-old Huajin Grandmaster in the past?"

Gong Liu was startled: "You said Luo Heng is the master of Huajin?"

Ma San's eyes fell on the table, where the puddle of white porcelain turned into powder.

"He can hold a teacup in his hand and shake it to pieces without making a sound. Apart from transforming his energy, I can't think of any other reason..."

Gong Liu was a little distracted.

Luo Heng is a martial arts master like his father Gong Baosen?Ma San was a little disappointed and said: "Excellent...the state of a master. You all know how hard I have worked since I was a child and how much hardship I have endured.

"However, my kung fu has not improved in the past few years..."

Gong Liu suddenly came back to his senses and murmured: "Didn't you ask him the reason?"

Ma San's eyes showed strong unwillingness: "Why didn't you ask?

“But he told me that my clothes were not suitable for me.

"Why? Master said his way is not my way, let me think for myself.

"The great uncle said that his way was too bitter for my temperament. But he didn't tell me what kind of bitterness it was.

"I started practicing martial arts when I was six years old. I have practiced martial arts for almost 30 years in the winter and in the summer. I have been practicing martial arts every day for a long time. Is there anything more difficult than this?"

Ma Sanyue became more and more excited as he spoke, and his voice was choked with sobs: "I used to listen to the words of my master and uncle, and one day I would figure it out and find my own way.

"But, Luo Heng...why did Luo Heng say that? He lies there every day, and I stand next to him to refresh himself.

“He plays with women, and I don’t dare to be distracted when I’m so fucking beautiful, I’m still practicing my fucking stance.

"What path did he take? Everyone fucking said that I have talent, that I am the senior brother of the Xingyi Sect, and that I will take over from my master and become a martial arts master in the future.

"But none of them explained clearly to me that martial arts will is astounding. What exactly is trance? Why can't they explain it clearly?"

Ma San's eyes were a little red, he gasped and stared at Gong Liu, gritted his teeth and said: "I used to really think that I didn't suffer enough. I worked harder and worked harder.

"But what does it mean for Luo Heng to be like this?"

collapsed!Mentality collapsed!
this moment.

Ma San was really knocked out of his mind by Luo Heng.

That's how people are sometimes.

It's okay when there is no comparison. What those seniors can do, I always think that when I reach the age of my seniors, I can do the same.

After decades of hard training in martial arts, he was easily surpassed by Luo Heng, so much so that he couldn't even see the taillights of his car.

Ma San's belief collapsed.

Gong Liu was also shocked by Ma San's appearance.

She had grown up with Ma San and had never seen him like this.

After a while, Ma San calmed down a little.

Gong Liucai said weakly: "Is it possible that the clothes he mentioned are not actually clothes?"

Ma San vented his anger in one breath and finally regained his senses.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Although I am not as talented as him, can I still not understand this?

"But I just want to try, but I just won't give in. He can get away with it, why can't I try?"

Seeing that he was showing signs of excitement again, Gong Liu didn't dare to speak to stimulate him anymore.

The two were relatively speechless.

in the room.

Ayan was already nestled in Luo Heng's arms, sobbing: "Brother Luo, I know you are a great hero. I used to be... not worthy of you..."

Luo Heng put his hands on her waist.

Counseling: "What is worthy or not? I used to be called a loser in Foshan? What do you care about these things?"

Ayan shook her head: "No, I know what kind of person Nong is. The poor people in Shanghai also know what kind of person Brother Luo is.

“I grew up in a poor family and was sold to the city to work as a girl.

"Later, there was a revolution, and the host's house was rushed in by rioters..."

Luo Heng hugged Ayan's hand tightly.

He whispered: "Okay, let's not talk about the unpleasant things in the past, why bother yourself?

"Let's talk about something pleasant..."

Ayan is falling into tragic memories.

Being slapped like this by Luo Heng, he almost lost his breath.

He noticed that Luo Heng's hand suddenly started to move, and a spring wave appeared on his face with pear blossoms and rain...

The voice was like a mosquito or a fly: "Don't... Miss Sixth Sister is coming in later..."

Luo Heng stood up and let go of her.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Ayan's eyes.

He stood up and began to straighten his wrinkled clothes.

Luo Heng walked to the door and inserted the latch with his backhand.

He smiled and said, "That's enough. She's not a child, she will understand..."

The pretty face is as red as a leaf, after all, he is an experienced professional player.

Entering the state is a professional level...

Entering the scene in a matter of seconds, instantly defeating all future actors.

After a while, Luo Heng finally tasted the seafood and realized the greatest benefit of increasing his cultivation.

An Jin's peak cultivation level can control all the muscles in the body...

Loose when you want, tighten when you want, this must be the ultimate dream of many men!
in the living room.

Ma San sat lonely on the sofa, and suddenly his brows moved.

Gong Liu felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

He stood up and chuckled: "Brother, please calm down. Maybe you will figure it out later. I will go back to my room first..."

"No, wait a little longer..."

Ma San suddenly spoke.

Gong Liu was confused: "What else is there?"

"Uh... That's it. Junior sister, you are smart, help me analyze why the master is willing to give special advice to Luo Heng.

"And I humbly asked him for advice, but he refused to tell me what his martial arts was?"

Gong Liu was startled and said with a smile: "How do I know this? I have never practiced martial arts..."

But considering Ma San’s mood.

She sat back down again.

He thought about it seriously and said, "Perhaps there is something in Luo Heng that you don't have?"

Ma San’s current state can be described in one sentence.

Then it's just a pure little flower who met a perverted murderer.

While he was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, the murderer suddenly told a fatal joke, "Hold it in, it will cause internal injuries."

Just laugh, it’s easy to get really hurt...

All in all, he felt that Luo Heng, a bitch, made him even more sad.

It’s just a waste of money!

inside the room.

Ayan smoothed the wrinkles on Luo Heng's clothes before opening the door.

Holding on to the door frame, he escorted Luo Heng out.

Gong Liu heard the noise and looked back.

He frowned and said, "How is Ayan?"

Luo Heng grinned and said: "It's okay, she is too tired to rest..."

Gong Liu could sense that something was wrong.

Ma San suddenly said: "I have figured it out and I will never regret it!"

Luo Heng was stunned: "Okay, this is your own choice.

"Xiao Liujie testifies, don't blame me when you regret it in the future."

Ma San raised his hands, stood up straight, and solemnly cupped his fists.

"Please advise!"

Luo Heng chuckled: "Old horse, old horse...don't be so serious..."

Gong Liu chuckled.

Staring at Luo Heng with some curiosity, why is he the master of Huajin?
Looking at this carefree look, he is completely different from his father and uncle.

"Do you still remember the Liu Baiyuan we met?"

Ma San nodded.

Luo Heng said with a smile: "His cultivation should be similar to yours now, but his realm is one step ahead of you, similar to mine now.

“You said at the time that he showed up to attack us because he wanted to extract some money from us.

"But have you ever thought that they are not actually doing it for money? But they really feel that this martial arts world needs justice and someone to preside over judgments for those who have suffered injustice?"

Ma San was startled and asked: "You mean, he really thinks that the martial arts needs to support justice on its own?"

Luo Heng smiled and ignored the topic.

Then he asked: "Do you still remember when we first came to Shanghai and met Kuang Yimin, the top master of the side sect?"

Ma San nodded again: "Of course I remember..."

But the eyes changed. Both Ni and Ma died at the gunpoint of Luo Heng.

What are you doing with these two people?
Could it be said that to become a master, one must learn to use a gun?

Luo Heng couldn't hear Ma San's thoughts, otherwise he would have to give him a sentence.

——How can you become a master if you don’t know how to use a gun?
Luo Heng chuckled: "Then have you ever thought that a master like Kuang Yimin can't live a good life if he does something?
"Why do you have to spend more than ten years searching all over the world and find a wise master to help you?"

Ma San frowned even more and said suspiciously, "Does he want to do meritorious service as a dragon?"

Luo Heng shook his head: "What about your master? Why have you been working towards the unification of the North and South martial arts for most of your life?

"Your master, Senior Boding, was better than your master in Kung Fu back then. Why has he remained anonymous for so many years and is still famous in the world? Why do you keep claiming that he is just the underling of your Xingyi Bagua Sect? Your master is the face?"

Several questions in a row.

Ma San's brows have become the character "Sichuan".

Luo Heng waved his hand: "Don't think about what I just mentioned.

"Let me tell you why I got to where I am now!"

Ma San wanted to kill this guy with a mouthful of salt soda.

Damn it, Zhuge Liang’s Dongfeng straw boat must have been borrowed from Cao Jun’s Luo Heng...

Don’t think about the previous ones. What are you talking about?
Luo Heng, however, had already continued: "We have been together during this time.

"As you can see, I often find people to discuss with.

"Then have you ever thought about why I like to fight with others so much?"

Ma San was stunned and thought: "You mean you want to challenge the masters and understand the martial arts in life and death?"

Luo Heng secretly cursed that this explanation was too damn ordinary.

Lao Ma, Lao Ma, can't you learn from my senior brother?
Even though we are trying to fool you, you still have to do your best.

Think of a perfect answer!
(End of this chapter)