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Chapter 29 Gathering energy program【Seek further reading】

French Concession, Bei'anli Club.

The Bei'anli Club is a casino run by the French. People who practice martial arts rarely come here. It is no secret that Zheng Shanao likes to come to Bei'anli.

He is over 60 years old.

Smoking, drinking, and gambling are the same.

The body is surprisingly good.

In particular, having a mouthful of natural teeth is his pride. Zheng Shanao was famous for peeling sugarcane with his teeth in a competition with young men. He peeled four sugarcane ten feet in a row.

One of Zheng Shanao's apprentices is a warlord adjutant. With the help of his apprentices, Zheng Shanao can spend and keep accounts in the casino, and occasionally even gamble all night.

That night, Zhang Jingyun was invited by Zheng Shanao, and was taken by Zheng Shanao to the ballroom in Bei'anli Casino with a serious face.

"I didn't kill your master."

Zheng Shanao said to Zhang Jingyun.

Zhang Jingyun asked: "Is that Huo Diange?"

Zheng Shanao shook his head and said, "I don't know about this. Whether you believe me or not, I don't want to get involved in these things."

"Oh? What do you say?"

The Zanjin show didn't start, Zheng Shanao squinted his eyes, tapped his fingers on the chair, and enjoyed the graceful music.

"Huo Diange only returned to Jinmen two and a half years ago, but in fact Huo Diange became famous many years ago, and you may not have been there at that time.

Probably...at the beginning of the [-]th century, Bajimen, "magic stick" Wang Zhongquan, "magic gun" Li Shuwen and their disciples Zhang Dezhong, Huo Diange and other skills shocked Tianjinmen.

Li Shuwen has been famous for a long time, and it is beyond reach. Although Huo Diange got the true biography, his skill is far from Li Shuwen's level. "

Zhang Jingyun asked: "Before Huo Diange came, you were always the top card in Jinmen Martial Arts. It has been more than ten years since then?"

Zheng Shanao's face showed a hint of arrogance, "If there is no foundation of Bajimen, it is hard to say whether Huo Diange can secure this position."

He paused as he spoke.

"But none of that matters now."

Zhang Jingyun was puzzled, and Zheng Shanao said leisurely: "Huo Diange will leave soon. Sooner or later, I will be the number one in martial arts. Why should I kill your master?"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Shanao closed his eyes and meditated.

Zhang Jingyun really believed him this time. In history, Huo Diange followed Pu Yi to the Northeast to rebuild the Qing Dynasty at about this time.

Judging from the conversation just now.

Zheng Shanao seemed to have known for a long time that Huo Diange was leaving. He even knew the result when Huo Diange took away his top position in the martial arts industry.

Zheng Shanao gave up his position.

In his words.

How can you compete with a passer-by!
.........

The exciting show has begun.

It was a lap dance performance, and the dancers were all Belarusian girls. Zhang Jingyun and Zheng Shanao were at the front. Zheng Shanao told Zhang Jingyun, don't underestimate these dancers.

"They were all Russian nobles."

During the domestic revolution, these aristocrats went into exile in Jinmen. After their wealth was gone, they quickly fell into disrepair.

Lap dancing is French.

Then there is Russian Georgian dancing.

Zhang Jingyun couldn't take his eyes off, with straight and long legs, dancing lightly in front of him, such a close distance is full of the smell of the sea.

Soon, the lap dance is over.

Zhang Jingyun was a little bit unsatisfied.

Zheng Shan smiled proudly: "If you really like it, you can choose one to take care of. These noble dancers are eager to be taken away."

Zhang Jingyun flatly refused.

"How can I use the bus for private use?"

"I asked you to come, not just to watch the lap dance, but to watch the next performance well." Zheng Shanao said suddenly.

Zhang Jingyun nodded.

Afterwards, the dancers take the stage.

The dancer is eighteen or nineteen years old, which is her most beautiful age. If we talk about the aristocratic Russian dancer just now, then the dancer in front of us is as dignified as a queen.

The temperament is very different before and after.

Her performance was not as lively as a lap dance, and she won countless applause just by walking. Compared with the rough dance steps before, she was extraordinarily refined.

The dancer's long skirt reached the floor, and Zhang Jingyun could not see her feet. He could only see her keeping her figure motionless and walking in a circle, as if she was floating, which was quite surprising.

Zhang Jingyun didn't know what Zheng Shanao asked him to watch. It seemed that the simple dance steps didn't need to be so serious until Zheng Shanao made the move.

He directly stretched out his hand and ripped off the dancer's long skirt. The dancer maintained her dancing posture, her long legs were as bright as silver shuttles, Zhang Jingyun instantly understood.

It turns out that the secret of floating is that under the cover of the skirt, the dancer's feet take small steps with high frequency, and the muscles on the inside of the knees resemble the swimming posture of a fish.

"Can I touch it?"

Zhang Jingyun thought, even if Zheng Shanao dared to pull his skirt, it wouldn't be too much for him to touch it. Zheng Shanao sat beside him with a half-smile.

"See?"

"I see, this woman's steps are naturally similar to those of Baguazhang. She can't be trained by you, right?"

Zheng Shan raised his beard in arrogance.

"Fart, although I smoke, drink, and gamble, I never break the rules of martial arts. How can I hand over the secrets of Baguazhang to outsiders!"

Zheng Shanao suddenly looked silent and said to Zhang Jingyun, "Martial arts is what it is today, and there are almost no secrets in each sect.

In the past, when learning martial arts, there were no more than three people in one generation, and the master and apprentice could not discuss with each other. Now the students in the martial arts hall practice together, so there are no rules for passing on skills. "

Zhang Jingyun could understand his mood.

Zheng Shanao can be said to be a martial arts fanatic, cunning and cunning, but also innocent. A series of changes in martial arts have made him feel confused.

"Times have changed."

Zhang Jingyun said so.

"That's right, times have changed. In the past, warriors were more famous, but now, a single bullet from a foreigner can knock them down."

"That's why the officials in the north advocate national art, which is bad chess. It can only comfort the people. If you really want to strengthen the country, you still have to revolution..."

"Be careful!"

Zheng Shan sighed proudly, "Hey, the wind of martial arts, in the final analysis, is the game of those officials, and those who practice martial arts become companions."

After saying that, Zheng Shanao stood up and said, "I came to you to explain that the death of your master Ding Fengwu has nothing to do with me. On the one hand, I also want to see if you have the ability to create a new world for martial arts."

"You think I have?"

Zheng Shanao said: "At least you are younger than me, and when you are old, you are hesitant to do anything, not as energetic as you.

I'll take a step ahead. Today's consumption will be charged to my account. As long as you want, that dancer can perform a show for you tonight alone. "

"What's the point of that~"

A trace of blush flashed across Zhang Jingyun's face.

"You and I hit it off right away, so don't be embarrassed." After Zheng Shanao said that, he left, not to go home but to go to the casino to have fun.

"Old Zheng has figured it out!"

Zhang Jingyun sighed in his heart, Old Zheng, although he smoked, drank and gambled, there was no doubt that he was a good person.

.........

inside the room.

Zhang Jingyun let the noble dancer walk and trample on his back with bare feet, Zhang Jingyun experienced it personally.

Just by looking at the steps, one can only figure out the law of force exertion, not to the extent of deciphering the true biography, and there is no secret anymore as the dancers step on and dance with bare feet.

Zhang Jingyun is in a good mood.

Touching the hip bone, it was like stroking the back of a knife suddenly.

All in my head: "Ai, it's related to Mei, it won't cause any problems, the probability is..."

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