I killed the film and television world

Chapter 341 I'll Shut Them Up

America, Chinatown, night

When Song Ren rushed over, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Chinatown is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and the streets are hung with red lanterns, creating a festive atmosphere.

There was a constant stream of people walking on the street, and rhythmic drum beats could be heard from the square in the distance.

On the stage over there, a lively lion dance performance was being performed.

After Song Ren came here, he switched back to his original identity.

The temple keeper here is a tall and thin Chinese man, and the two parties contacted each other by phone.

Although the middle-aged man felt that Song Ren's facial features were somewhat different from what the temple keeper described.

But that pair of fierce eyes were exactly the same as what the temple keeper said.

In addition, since their height, body shape, and even the secret codes matched, he didn't think much about it.

Take Song Ren to the lion dance performance.

The middle-aged man pointed obliquely to the viewing stand above, where a row of martial arts masters sat.

He said to Song Ren:
"The target person has been staying at the home of President Wan of the Chinese General Association since arriving here."

"The masters in those boxing gyms above are all from the Chinese Association."

Song Ren didn't take it too seriously at first, but as he listened, he suddenly realized, "Wait, the President Wan of the Chinese Association you're talking about, isn't that Wan Zonghua?"

The middle-aged man was startled: "Hey, do you know him?"

"..." Song Ren stopped talking.

Wan Zonghua, president of the Chinatown Chinese Association.

This person is most likely the Master Wan in the finale of Ip Man 4.

After all, Ip Man and Cheung Tin-chi are from the same period and the same film series.

The fact that I could see Wan Zonghua here was barely explainable.

It's just that the timeline is a little messed up.

Song Ren glanced at the noisy and enthusiastic audience.

This Mid-Autumn Festival martial arts performance...

At this point in time, could it be that Ip Man is also here?
Soon, Song Renzhen found the man in a long robe, standing tall among the audience.

It was Zhen Zi - no, it was Master Yip Man.

He recalled the relevant plot of Ip Man 4 and vaguely remembered which plot this was.

Then he turned around and said, "You brought me here, where is Jiang Tiansheng?"

Middle-aged:
"The other party is with President Wan Zonghua. This martial arts performance organized by the Chinese General Association is tonight on the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"President Wan will definitely arrive later, and the target person will definitely be accompanying him."

"We just need to wait here for a while."

Song Ren glanced at him upon hearing that, and for some reason he wanted to slap him in the face on his somewhat proud face.

Because according to the plot of Ip Man 4.

At this point in time, Wan Zonghua has probably been taken away by the Immigration Bureau...

While Wan Zonghua's daughter was in school, she was envied by a white girl because of the competition in the cheerleading team and was subsequently bullied.

When he resisted, he hurt the other party, and the result was that after the younger one was beaten, the older one came.

The white girl's father was the head of the Immigration Bureau. He took advantage of the situation and arrested Wan Zonghua during the Mid-Autumn Festival performance.

Therefore, now here, not only can Wan Zonghua not come, I am afraid that even Jiang Tiansheng cannot come.

Song Ren was a little unhappy. Even after chasing her to a foreign country, an accident still happened.

Even the martial arts performances that had already started on the stage became boring in Song Ren's eyes.

At the same time, there was a sudden noise behind me.

A group of foreigners in white karate uniforms forced their way through the crowd and walked towards the stage.

Song Ren was also bumped into by someone.

When he was feeling unhappy, he simply grabbed the man's collar and forcibly pulled back a foreigner who was about to follow him.

Song Ren's English was fairly fluent: "Hey, you bumped into someone and just walked away, why don't you apologize?"

White ghosts are always arrogant in front of people of color.

He cursed "Fuck" and twisted Song Ren's wrist.

After twisting it for a long time, he found that it didn't move at all, so he looked up in surprise.

The middle-aged man next to him quickly leaned over to persuade him, "Boss, don't provoke these white ghosts here, otherwise you will get into big trouble!"

Song Ren frowned, loosened his grip on the ghost, pushed him aside, and said, "Let's go."

Middle-aged man: "Ah? Don't you want to wait for the target person?" Song Ren: "If we can't wait, let's go directly to the Chinese General Association."

The two wanted to keep things quiet, but the foreigner who staggered to his feet got angry and said, "Hey! Yellow monkey!"

Song Ren's footsteps as he was walking away suddenly stopped.

……

On the stage, Colin Fett had asked the karate students to stack up the three cement bricks they brought.

He came here tonight to cause trouble.

As a karate instructor in the Marine Corps, he was shocked to hear someone bragging about the Chinaman's mediocre kung fu, which was actually better than his karate.

They even want to promote those fancy Kung Fu skills to the military. Isn't this definitely stealing my job?
How can I bear this!

It just so happens that the Chinese Association is holding a martial arts performance here tonight.

Colin Fett was instigated by a sergeant and brought his men to disrupt the situation.

He wanted to prove in front of everyone that the so-called Kung Fu was just a bunch of fancy moves.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit agitated. I wonder who invited these foreigners here.

A group of martial arts students below the stage were gradually becoming restless, but Colin Fett ignored them. Instead, he took off his coat, walked around the stage in his karate uniform, and swept his eyes across the audience with contempt.

Finally, he said loudly:

"Chinaman!"

"What's so good about your fancy moves?"

"Take your so-called kung fu, can it break these cement bricks on the stage?"

The three cement bricks stacked together looked very thick and intimidating.

In addition, this group of people broke in for no apparent reason. The masters were afraid of these white people and did not want to cause trouble, so they did not respond for the time being.

Seeing this, Colin Fett snorted coldly: "The Chinese are all a bunch of cowards!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the martial arts masters sitting in their seats suddenly changed color.

Colin Fett has walked up to the concrete bricks, ready to perform a spectacular karate show.

He stepped forward, propped himself up with both hands, and shouted loudly: "I'm dead!"

The karate students standing on both sides made the same gesture: "I'm dead!"

The group of people were dressed in uniform, their voices were powerful, and overall they looked quite imposing.

Especially Colin Fett stood in front of the thick cement bricks and took a deep breath.

All eyes were immediately focused on him.

Even the martial arts masters on the platform held their breath.

Colin Fett raised his palm knife high in front of everyone!

Bang!
The sound was as muffled as thunder.

But it was not Colin Fett's palm strike, because his palm blade had not yet landed and he was still trying his luck.

Hearing the sound, he turned back subconsciously.

A dark shadow from the audience flew upside down!

It suddenly hit Colin Fett's back, and he was caught off guard and dived down, smashing down on the thick concrete bricks.

Bang!
The heavy bricks and stones shattered with a sound.

A streak of blood also flowed from Colin Fett's forehead.

After passively demonstrating his "Iron Head Skill", he couldn't help but shake his head and wiped off the blood with the back of his hand.

He turned his head to look at the stage and saw the dark shadow that he had just bumped into was now curled up in a ball.

It was one of his karate students!

Colin Fett's face changed and he looked suddenly towards the audience.

Outside the crowd, I saw the backs of two Chinese people walking away.

Colin Fett was furious: "Fuck, Chinaman, stop right there!!!"

The spectators in the arena, including Ip Man and Sergeant Hao Wen who was originally preparing to record a kung fu video, all looked over at once.

There were too many surprises tonight.

Song Ren did not turn around, but said to the middle-aged man first: "Continue to help me keep an eye on Jiang Tiansheng's whereabouts, and wait for my call."

The middle-aged man was stunned: "What are you doing? Stop messing around!"

"This is not Hong Kong Island. This is no joke. You'll die!"

Song Ren turned around: "Nothing, wait for my call."

"I'm going to go and make these foreigners shut up."

(End of this chapter)