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Chapter 34: Murder and Shipwreck, Yang Luchan's Memory
"Money, I want money!"

Yan Zhendong gritted his teeth and glared: "I have already lost to you, and I also thought it through while lying in bed last night. I was never your opponent from the beginning to the end. You just used me to hone your skills. If I am not mistaken, you also practiced Baguazhang and another kind of boxing?"

"Yes. Wing Chun is a southern style of boxing. Master Yan is from Shandong, so it's normal that he hasn't heard of it."

"Is everything done?" He leaned forward, his eyes sparkling.

Hong Chen nodded slightly.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zhendong immediately leaned back, and all the tension in his body was completely relaxed at this moment. He looked at the ceiling, his eyes gradually becoming blank.

"Huang Feihong said that I can only practice martial arts after a year, but after a year, how long will it take me to practice kung fu again? I am too tired and don't want to practice anymore. I came all the way from Shandong to Foshan, saying that I came to see the hometown of martial arts, but I know that I came here to make money, big money! If you give me three thousand taels of silver, I will teach you the Iron Shirt seriously. Don't worry, I will never hold back. Besides, my master is the orthodox descendant of the Iron Shirt. My lineage has produced two Iron Shirt masters. Do you... agree?"

Hong Chen smiled leisurely: "Of course I agree. Ah Su, go to my yard and bring the green box at the end of my bed."

Yaca Su opened his mouth in surprise, and only when Hong Chen turned around to look at him did he quickly respond, "Uncle Master, I'll go right away."

Turning back, Hong Chen said, "Master Yan, don't be discouraged. If you want to practice again after a year, I will help you."

Yan Zhendong just shook his head: "No, I can't practice anymore. I just want to get my body in good shape as soon as possible, and then try what it feels like to live a life of debauchery."

Hearing this, Hong Chen said no more.

Although it was a bit of a pity, Hong Chen had anticipated this before he made his move. Besides, maybe Yan Zhendong would not be shot to death by a foreign gun again this time?

Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we will know later.

After a while, Yacasu brought the box.

When Hong Chen paid the money, Yan Zhendong's eyes lit up, and he wished he could immediately spread the box full of gold on the bed and sleep with him.

He must be really afraid of being poor.

Then, Yan Zhendong took out a yellowed old book wrapped in layers of oil paper from his bag.

"Take it back and read it first. When I get better, I will teach you myself."

"Okay, I'll be leaving first. Master Yan, have a good rest."

In one afternoon, Hong Chen finished reading the old book that recorded the Iron Shirt.

Just as he guessed, many things were not recorded in detail in the books, and practicing them rashly would only hurt your health.

into the night.

Zhu Rourong brought eight lean men to see him.

"Uncle Master, they are all good at swimming. They grew up near water since they were young. Once they enter the water, they are like fish. They all have martial arts skills."

"Well, have you brought everything?"

Zhu Rourong lifted the bag in his hand, and the chisel inside clanged loudly: "Everything is ready!"

Hong Chen looked at Huang Feihong: "Brother, where is what I want?"

Huang Feihong sighed, stood up and returned to the backyard, coming out with a steel knife in his hand.

"Junior brother, be careful."

"Senior brother, don't worry."

"It was my senior brother who harmed you this time. If not..."

Hong Chen snatched the steel knife from his hand and said, "Brother, you and I are both descendants of Yan and Huang. If our compatriots are humiliated, it means we are humiliated. This matter has nothing to do with you. Even if that brother did not come to Baozhilin to treat his injuries, I am not your junior brother, and I would still do it."

Huang Feihong was greatly shocked and immediately stepped forward to hold his arm: "Brother, I know you must have killed many people, but the enemy you are going to face tonight has firearms in his hands, so let me go with you."

Hong Chen smiled when he heard this. When he was in Japan, he also faced overheated weapons, and they were more advanced firearms.

"Brother, believe me, I have experience. Oh, there is one more thing I need to trouble you with."

"Just tell me, I will definitely help you do it!"

Hong Chen turned his head and glanced at the sky outside, and said, "After we set off, after two sticks of incense, Brother will send someone to the governor's office."

"Huh? Why?" Huang Feihong frowned in confusion.

"Tell them to go to the docks to collect the bodies and clean up the place!"
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Thick clouds gathered in the sky, and there was no moonlight.

The night wind was cold and damp, and the sea was rough.

"How long will it take you to swim to that ship if you enter the sea from here?" Hong Chen, dressed in black and holding a steel knife, asked the eight people around him.

After getting the answer, he said: "Then you wait here for an incense stick. After an incense stick, the gunshot on the boat will be the signal. When you hear the signal, you will immediately go into the sea. No matter how lively the coast is, you don't care. Just swim under the boat and start digging!"

Hearing this, several people were shocked: "Master Hong, shouldn't we be together?"

Hong Chen smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, your mission is to drill through, and my mission is to kill people."

"But... there are soldiers patrolling the ship. How are you going to get up there without a ladder?"

"I have my own way. You drill open the boat and swim to the other side immediately. A Rong will be waiting for you there. Do you understand?" Hong Chen asked.

Several people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then knelt down facing Hong Chen. Hong Chen was startled and didn't know who to pull first, so he had to say: "What are you doing? Get up quickly!"

"Master Hong! To be honest, the person shot and wounded by the red-haired devil was my eldest brother. I thought I was just here to secretly sabotage the boat tonight, but I didn't expect Master Hong to go on board and kill people. I know this is a life-threatening situation, and I also understand that I can't persuade Master Huang to do the same thing. But I hope my benefactor can return safely, and I will never regret it even if I die in exchange for his life!" After saying that, the man kowtowed, and the others followed suit.

Hong Chen quickly stepped aside, "Okay, you guys are being too serious. To tell you the truth, this ship is full of flaws in my eyes, so I will definitely not die, but you must also promise to absolutely follow my arrangements, okay?"

"Yes, benefactor!"

"Okay, then you guys just hide here and wait for my signal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Chen immediately turned around, crouched down and walked quickly towards the ship. When the lights gradually brightened, he turned around and jumped into the sea, disappearing.

The eight people hid on the beach, their eyes fixed on the warship in the distance.

Time passes.

"Why is there no reaction at all?" someone asked.

"No reaction is good, it proves that the benefactor has not been discovered."

"But the soldiers patrolling the deck are still there..."

"Stop talking nonsense, be quiet and wait for the signal!"

The time of one stick of incense is approaching.

The eight people felt more and more tormented.

Suddenly.

"Look! Why are those patrolling men suddenly not moving?!"

Before anyone else could speak, a sudden gunshot broke the silence of the port.

"The signal is coming! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Go into the sea!"

Eight people jumped into the sea one after another.

The decks of warships from different countries were soon filled with soldiers with guns, and the chattering sounds broke the tranquility of the night.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the admiral arrived with a large number of officers and soldiers.

After some negotiations, he sent his men to board the unresponsive warship together with the foreigners on other ships.

When bodies with different causes of death were discovered one after another in many corners of the ship.

The admiral gritted his teeth secretly and said nothing.

He was really afraid that if he relaxed for a moment, his pants would get wet.

However, they were unable to stay on the boat for long as it began to sink.

While many eyes were watching the sinking warship with various emotions, Hong Chen had already returned to Baozhilin.

Huang Feihong personally took him to check on him, and only let him go after making sure that he was not injured.

Returning to the room, Hong Chen rolled up his sleeves immediately.

make a fist.

The blue ring immediately rotated and expanded.

The right arm separated from the torso and reached into the ring again, groping in an unknown world.

But this time it was much faster. After a short while, it took back the ball of white light in its hand, and the blue ring faded and turned into a second white ring that shrank tightly against its wrist.

When the right arm returned to its position, a ball of light quickly seeped into the palm of the hand.

Hong Chen's brows suddenly tightened, he closed his eyes, and endured the flow of information that hit his brain.

for a long time.

Yaca Su's voice came from outside the door: "Master, A Rong is back."

Hong Chen then opened his eyes, "I understand, you should go back and rest!"

"Okay, Uncle Master, you should also go to bed early."

After Yaca Su left, Hong Chen slowly stood up.

As he moved his steps, his hands followed suit, and the moves looked very familiar, though the movements were a little awkward.

The white light just now was a group of memories, purely memories about Chinese martial arts.

His master has a very resounding name.

——Yang Luchan!

(End of this chapter)