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Chapter 2 Hong Zhennan

The wind was howling and the sky was gloomy.

Hong Chen was wearing tattered clothes stuffed with straw. He sat curled up in the corner with his hands in his sleeves, hugging his legs.

He seemed to be looking at the cars and rickshaws passing by on the street, but his eyes had long lost focus.

This is obviously no longer the world of the 2020s of the 21st century.

Judging from the words of these people and the surrounding buildings and environment, this is Hong Kong, and it is the Hong Kong of the early 20th century.

Although his body has shrunk a lot now, when he passed by the store just now, he recognized that this was himself when he was about twelve years old through the glass on the door and window.

Qidian Orphanage has added a new member.

But what should I do?

He slowly withdrew his gaze and pulled his right hand out from his sleeve.

There is nothing abnormal about this hand, but...

Hong Chen picked up a pebble casually from beside him.

Clench your five fingers together.

Boom!

Let go, and the gravel falls down.

This display of power is terrifying.

But apart from its strength, there is nothing else unusual about it.

Spreading his palm, Hong Chen looked at it seriously and asked, "You brought me here, so you should at least tell me what to do, right?"

Talking to his hands seemed a bit silly, but he had no other choice now.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

After a while, his right hand became stiff from the cold wind, so he sighed and put it back into his sleeve.

Anyway, this is now his right hand. Although it was painful before, at least he didn't find any problems using it.

Time passes.

The gradually scorching sun dispersed the dark clouds and drove away the cold that had accumulated all night.

Hong Chen moved his butt, sat in the sun, closed his eyes and dozed off, thinking about the future.

I do not know how long it has been.

A conversation that suddenly came into his ears caught his attention.

"You want to learn kung fu?"

"Yeah, I got beaten again today."

"Didn't I tell you last time not to provoke them?"

"I had already run away from them, but they insisted on blocking me. I couldn't even run away in time."

"This……"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm telling you today that I'm determined to learn Kung Fu. Otherwise, those bastards will continue to bully me."

"Oh, okay. Which martial arts school are you going to?"

"I've found out from someone that the most powerful person in Kowloon is Hong Zhennan. I heard that he is the master of Hung Gar. I plan to learn from him."

"Is it the Hong Zhennan Martial Arts Club? I've heard of it, but do you have the money to pay the tuition?"

"Yes, this time I took out all the money I saved to get married..."

Hong Chen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the two people walking past him, their words just now echoing in his mind.

Hong Zhennan.

Master of Hung Gar.

He chewed it for a long time, and suddenly, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes!

The master of Hung Gar and the leader of Yulan: Hung Chen-nan.

So, the background of this world is——

Ip man!

Thinking of this, Hong Chen stood up suddenly and quickly caught up with the two men.

"This big brother!"

At the call, the two people on the other side stopped and turned to look.

Hong Chen smiled and asked, "Two big brothers, I wonder if you have ever heard of Master Ye Wen's name?"

"Ip Man?" The two asked in unison, looking at each other, and then one of them looked at Hong Chen and shook his head, saying, "I've never heard of him. What does this Ip Man do?" Hong Chen was shocked: "Ip Man, from Foshan, the successor of Wing Chun, you haven't heard of him?"

The two shook their heads and said in unison: "Never heard of it."

Hong Chen's brows suddenly tightened. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked again: "Two brothers, what year is it today?"

After he said this, both of them looked at him strangely.

Hong Chen could only smile apologetically.

Fortunately, one of them said: "This year is the year of the tiger, which is 1938 according to the foreigners."

For a moment, Hong Chen stood there in a daze.

When he came to his senses and prepared to say thank you, he realized that there was no one in front of him.

1938...

At this time, Ip Man should still be in Foshan.

Hong Chen wouldn’t say that he knows history inside out, but he still remembers modern history fairly clearly.

In 1938, Foshan fell.

In the movie, Ip Man's mansion and his property were occupied by the Japanese, and Ip Man was forced to move to an abandoned house with his wife and children. Because of the hard life, Ip Man could only work as a laborer in a coal mine to make a living.

Until the end, he fought with the Japanese officer Miura Takesuke and defeated him, but was shot secretly. Then he escaped to Hong Kong with the help of his good friend Zhou Qingquan.

If Hong Chen remembered correctly, Ip Man arrived in Hong Kong in 1950.

In other words, there are still 12 years left.

Go to Foshan to find Ip Man?

As soon as this thought came to mind, it was directly suppressed by Hong Chen.

The distance from Hong Kong to Foshan is less than 200 kilometers, which is indeed not far from the perspective of future generations, but don’t forget that this was the 1930s.

It was difficult for him, a twelve-year-old orphan, to safely make this long and turbulent journey.

If you are not careful, you will die on the road.

Furthermore, at this point in time, the war should have broken out, and Ip Man should have become a coal miner, having difficulty even supporting his family, so it would be better not to add to their burden.

Thinking of this, Hong Chen sighed and shook his head.

So what should we do next?

He frowned and thought for a while, and when he looked up, his eyes were firm and he had made up his mind.

……

The Hong Zhennan Martial Arts Club is not difficult to find.

This is because martial arts masters have always been rare, not to mention the ones hidden in Hong Kong, there is only one who is famous!
Hong Chen stood at the door, looked down at his big toe sticking out of his shoe, and sighed helplessly.

no way.

In this era, it is not easy for any orphan to grow up peacefully.

Without help from others, the probability of premature death is almost 100%.

It’s hard enough for a lot of adults to make a living, how likely is it for a teenager to support himself?
People often say: Making money is not shameful.

If it's for the sake of survival, it would be even less shameful.

After preparing himself mentally, Hong Chen stepped inside.

Through the gate was an open space, which was now empty.

Further in, there is a small room.

Hong Chen leaned forward and immediately saw a figure.

When he saw the other person for the first time, even though he was prepared, he couldn't help but his expression froze and his eyes trembled.

Hong Jin...no, Hong Zhennan!

At this time, he was completely convinced of his previous speculation.

Taking a deep breath, Hong Chen was about to knock on the door, but the person sitting in the room raised his eyes first.

When the other party's gaze swept over, Hong Chen suddenly felt his heart tighten, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, with his hair standing on end.

Fortunately, this feeling of oppression was short-lived.

"Is there something wrong?" A loud voice like a drum came out.

Hong Chen pursed his lips, glanced at the four words "Hung Fist Authentic" behind Hong Zhennan, and simply stood at the door with his head lowered and his waist bent.

"Mr. Hong, I want to be your disciple!"

(End of this chapter)