those years of rebirth

In the 21st century, Beijing is one of the fastest-growing and changing international metropolises in the world. There may be only a few other commercial cities in China, such as Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, whose development speed can be compared with it!

Wang Hengxiao took Liu Yifei and Jing Tian out.

"Go back by yourselves."

Wang Hengxiao stood on the road in front of the hotel, and said directly: "Don't take what Cheng Qiang said, you have your own life, and your life basically has nothing to do with mine. I will let you Cheng Qiang takes care of you and is not bullied by some rules."

"You should have a better future, the rest depends on your own hard work."

Wang Hengxiao speaks very clearly, and always likes to speak very directly, very straightforwardly, and doesn't like to beat around the bush.

"Hmm! I...I want to walk with you."

Liu Yifei said in a low voice: "My father said that entering this circle is like this. A person can't change anything, and can only survive by becoming the same. Today, Cheng Shao typed your name on us, and we will It's yours."

"We have to rely on you and Cheng Shao, so that we can live well in this circle."

Liu Yifei's parents divorced since she was a child, she immigrated to the United States at will, and then returned to China with her stepfather. It can be said that she is used to the many ups and downs in life. Although her mind is not complicated, she can see it clearly.

At first, she was very disgusted with this kind of thing, but she was a little curious about Wang Hengxiao, a young man who might be around her age, and she had some preconceived affections, so she didn't want to be a stranger.

Anyway, since she is going to take this path in the future, why not just find someone she likes, who is pleasing to the eye, and who is also tough?

Jing Tian was bolder and stared straight at Wang Hengxiao. She came from a military family and had a straightforward personality. Looking at Wang Hengxiao, she said, "Instructor Wang, Xiao Fei is right. I know you are a good person, a good person." If so, help us."

Wang Hengxiao sighed and said, "Let's go. My dad will kill me if he finds out. I'm only in the first grade of junior high school this year, so I asked for leave to come to Beijing. There is also a fiancée in my hometown. They know that I am coming to Beijing." It's no wonder if Li Hao and the others have led you to ruin."

Liu Yifei and Jing Tian both smiled slightly when they heard this.

This young man was different from the yamen, dandies, and rich people they had seen. When those people saw them, they wanted to eat them. Although they only saw a few of them, they didn't have a good impression.

Even Cheng Qiang, Yang Ting and the others didn't like it very much.

Wang Hengxiao is different from them.

"By the way, can we call your name, Wang Hengxiao?"

Ida asked boldly.

Even Cheng Qiang, Yang Ting, Li Hao and others who usually don't pay attention to anyone, and the yamen in the capital don't dare to call Wang Hengxiao's name when they see them, but call out respectfully. Instructor, junior uncle.

Naturally, they dare not call Wang Hengxiao's name casually. Both of them are actually very curious about Wang Hengxiao's identity. They have basically heard of Wang Hengxiao's identity in the capital, but the name Wang Hengxiao is really real. I don't know, and I just heard that Wang Hengxiao is not from Beijing.

Still in the first grade?

"Are you still in the first grade?"

Liu Yifei asked curiously: "But your kung fu is so good, the seniors in school who want to make kung fu movies are not as good as you."

Wang Hengxiao walked on the side of the road and looked at the cars on the road. Many of them were famous brands, such as Mercedes-Benz and BMW. Beijingers have nothing to say if they are rich. I started practicing kung fu a few years ago, so many years have passed, it’s not good to have no achievements.”

"Shanghai, I used to have a teacher who wanted me to skip a grade and go directly to Fudan University to be her student, haha, but she is too good, I dare not go, so I still go to the first year of junior high school honestly."

Teacher Wen is the only person who makes Wang Hengxiao afraid. He suffered a lot when he was a child. The other one may be Xie Lisha, who is far away in Africa, that is, Wang Meina.

Jing Tian said with a smile: "I have learned to dance since I was a child, and I joined an art troupe. Later, I saw people making TV and making movies was fun, so I wanted to go. I also wanted to be a dancer, a writer, and a pianist... ...But it's all too difficult..."

"When I was in America, I wanted to be a singer...but I can't sing very well."

Liu Yifei shook her head and said regretfully, "I also want to study at Fudan University, but maybe they won't accept me, because my exams are very bad."

The three talked casually and walked on the street.

Originally, Liu Yifei and Jing Tian wanted to send Wang Hengxiao back to the guest house.However, although Wang Hengxiao doesn't like the so-called gentlemanly demeanor in the West, he still wants to promote it at this time, but he dare not really let the girl send him back, and honestly send the two of them back to the film school. Walk back slowly.

………………… Beijing International Hotel, inside the presidential suite.

Yanxue and the Japanese old man stood beside the bed, looking worriedly at the unconscious Huo Yamamoto on the bed, they had just picked him up from the hospital, the hospital's examination results showed that he was unconscious due to a mild concussion.

However, both of them are martial arts practitioners, and they know that Huo Yamamoto's head was injured by a force. If the force is not resolved in time, Fire Man Yamamoto may be killed by this force. Then they also become vegetative, idiots and the like.

"Yanxue, I will invite Mr. Yijian to treat the young master, and you will report to the master."

The old man ordered in a low voice.

Yanxue lowered her head and said: "Hi!" A strange look flashed in her eyes, she took two steps back slowly, then turned and left the room.

They all speak Chinese.

Although some people in Japan have repeatedly belittled China and called it China.However, among the real upper class nobles in Japan, as well as among the older generation, they are all proud of learning Chinese, and they do not shy away from admitting that they are the inheritors of Chinese culture.

The old man himself knew a lot of Chinese medicine, so he gave Yamamoto Huo Nan his pulse again, his face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "So vicious! Li Jiansheng's apprentice...huh..."

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and left the room, went to a standard room on the fifth floor below, knocked lightly on the door, and a voice came from inside: "Come in!"

He also speaks Chinese.

The old man opened the door gently, and a middle-aged man was sitting on the bed inside, wearing Japanese samurai uniform, loose and loose.

"Tiecheng, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man has a crew cut, a square face, a broad forehead, and eyes like two sharp swords.

The old man's name is Yamamoto Tiecheng, and he is a samurai of the Yamamoto Fireman family.

"Mr. Yijian, my young master was attacked by a Chinese warrior just now, and now he has fainted. I can't treat him. Please help me."

Tetsusei Yamamoto bent over and said.

He knew that this Mitsui Ichiken was a well-known master in the Mitsui Budojo. Five years ago, his young master Yamamoto Hooman wanted to join Mr. Ichiken's sect, but Mitsui Ichiken didn't want to accept it, and then he joined another master's sect. .

This time I came to China to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting. Mitsui Budojo came to visit. Yamamoto Kazuo’s master did not come, and Mitsui Ichiken was the leader.

"Chinese warrior? Didn't I say that, you are all honestly not allowed to go out in your room, and you don't obey my order?"

Mitsui Issei's complexion instantly became serious, his eyes stared at Yamamoto Tetsusei, the sight of two sharp swords made Yamamoto Tessei feel his skin burning, as if two sharp swords were really cutting his face.

Yamamoto Tiecheng hastily bent down, and said in a low voice: "It was a friend of my young master who invited us to be a guest, but we met a Chinese warrior, and there was a conflict. Injured, the young master was hit on the head, and he is still unconscious."

"The other party left a punch on the young master's head. If you don't rescue him in time, the consequences will be serious!"

Mitsui Isken frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Leave punches on Huo Nan's head? Did you know that there are no more than five people in China who can do this?"

Martial arts are not the martial arts in novels. The inner strength of the gods and gods can keep the so-called inner strength in other people's bodies and cause harm.

The real martial arts boxing practice strength is also to train strength into special strength, with special attack power, such as collapse strength, gun strength, drill strength, whip strength and so on!

But it is also not fundamentally different from power, it is gone when it is used up, it disappears, it is intangible and qualityless, and it will not be left in a certain place.

However, a true master-level boxing master can continuously bless the target with a small amount of strength, causing damage until the strength disappears.

Back then, a Japanese martial artist fought with Bajiquan master sharpshooter Li Shuwen. After the failure, nothing happened. However, after returning to Japan, the Japanese martial artist’s health became very bad, his internal organs deteriorated, and he died a month later.

This is a force left in the body of the Japanese warrior, which continued to injure him for a month, causing his internal organs to die from necrosis.

These are all means in the myth.

At the very least, it is only in the realm of stepping on the cloth and condensing the qi into a gang that one can slowly comprehend and gradually substantiate the strength.

Tetsusei Yamamoto has also heard some legends, and he knows that such a person is in the legend, and it is obviously inconsistent with that young man, but he dare not take the risk, because that young man is too weird, young and of a very high level. The important thing is that he is Li Jiansheng's apprentice.

"That warrior is Li Jiansheng's apprentice, his name is Wang Hengxiao, he is very powerful, and he is the number one expert among the younger generation in China."

Yamamoto Tiecheng said the news he knew: "I can feel the changes in my young master, and the nerve response in the head is getting weaker and weaker. I also ask Mr. Yijian to help, and my Yamamoto family will definitely return the answer."

(To be continued)