those years of rebirth

Several people didn't see clearly what happened.

I just saw the big bald man fly out for no reason, fell down on the beach and screamed, covered Wang Hengxiao's arm with one hand, kept rolling on the ground, and moaned in a low voice: "Kill him!" ... Matthews, kill him ..."

Another tall white man suddenly turned fiercely to Wang Hengxiao and said in a deep voice: "You Chinese boy who conceived, what did you do to my friend? Do you know that this will kill you?"

As he said that, Matthews, who was no worse than the bald head, patted Wang Hengxiao's shoulders with both hands, trying to grab Wang Hengxiao, and then rely on his strong body strength to crush and ruthlessly crush Wang Hengxiao. pause.

However, when his hands touched Wang Hengxiao's shoulders, he realized that things were far from being as easy as he imagined. The boy in front of him was not as weak as he imagined. For an instant, he felt that he had encountered a high-speed machine.

He lost control of his body in an instant, and was hit by a huge force and fell to the ground, rolling out.

Wang Hengxiao frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Is this how you bully the Chinese?"

The whole family of the middle-aged man was a little stunned. Just now the middle-aged man yelled to be careful with worry all over his face, and wanted to reach out to pull Wang Hengxiao over. Unexpectedly, Wang Hengxiao didn't move directly. But he was beaten and flew out.

This kind of thing is really weird.

"Little brother, forget it. I think it's a misunderstanding. They probably lost something, so they are in a hurry to find it."

Middle-aged people have the characteristics of Chinese people, they are very responsible when they are outside, and they don’t dare to cause troubles. At this time, they just want to calm down. They are out to travel, so there is no need to get into these things.

Wang Hengxiao nodded and said, "Well, you guys go back first, it's getting late."

This family also wanted to leave early, and hurried away after saying goodbye to Wang Hengxiao. Whether they had stolen anything, Wang Hengxiao knew intuitively that they probably did not.

Looking at the two white men on the ground, Wang Hengxiao turned around and walked back to his hotel.

"Little brother is very skilled, which country is it from?"

At this time, three people came from not far away, all Chinese, one middle-aged man, two young people, and the two young people were a man and a woman.

All three of them exude the aura of warriors, and their movements can be felt from walking.

Wang Hengxiao smiled and said, "Uncle, can't you tell? I'm Chinese."

The Chinese are all over the world, and Hawaii is a world tourist attraction. The Chinese I met here are really not sure which country they are from.

In particular, at the World Martial Arts Exchange Conference last year, there were even Chinese representing European and American countries in the fight. This actually turned into a confrontation between Chinese martial artists, rather than a confrontation of local fighting techniques from all over the world.

If there were not some special masters from India and Japan, maybe all the fighters on the stage would be Chinese.

"Hehe...not necessarily, we are not Chinese."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The little brother is Chinese, and he has such skills, so he should be the contestant in this martial arts exchange meeting?"

The two young men around him looked Wang Hengxiao up and down curiously, because Wang Hengxiao didn't have the aura of a warrior on him, but they saw Wang Hengxiao blowing two tall white men out with their own eyes just now. These two white men are actually their teammates, but they don't like these two people either.

In the darkness, and the distance was a little far, they thought it was Wang Hengxiao who punched the two of them, and the three of them could do this.

Wang Hengxiao walked towards the hotel, and the three of them also walked over. They all lived here.

"Well, I came to see it, and you too? Which country are you from?"

Wang Hengxiao asked curiously.

The strength of the three of them is not weak, and the young woman should be the weakest, but it also reveals the state of strength and strength.

"We are from the United States and live in Los Angeles. We met on the field. Please be merciful, little brother."

The middle-aged man said with a smile: "My name is Hong Bo. These two are my juniors. Zhou Changsheng and Hong Xueyi are also contestants. We are all Chinese, but we are from overseas. We are all a family. Please feel free come and go."

Overseas Chinese martial artists are connected with the Chinese Wushu Association.

Therefore, Hong Bo also knows a little about the Chinese martial arts circle. He knows that Li Jiansheng and other older generations passed away one after another a few years ago. The current Chinese martial arts circle is almost the largest in Shaolin.

And this young man is not simple, or to be more precise, he is a young man, several years younger than his niece Hong Xueyi.

The World Martial Arts Exchange Conference is becoming more and more influential, almost becoming the world's number one martial arts event. The United States also pays more attention to it. Senior government officials personally invited some famous Chinese martial artists to participate in the competition, promising some benefits.Therefore, Chinese warriors can be regarded as having a decent business in the United States.

Wang Hengxiao also nodded with a smile, and said, "My name is Wang Hengxiao. I'm not a contestant, I just came to see it, so I'm leaving."

With that said, Wang Hengxiao walked into the stairs and walked towards the floor where the Chinese players were.

Zhou Changsheng and Hong Xueyi, who grew up in the United States, stood at the elevator door. Hong Xueyi asked Hong Bo curiously, "Fourth Uncle, why doesn't he take the elevator?"

Hong Bo's expression slowly became serious, he glanced at the two of them, and said: "A real Chinese martial arts master doesn't take the elevator. Even if he goes up to the hundredth floor, he still takes the stairs. Taking the elevator is to give someone a handle, and there is nothing under his feet. This boy People are not simple."

Hong Xueyi asked curiously, "Just like grandpa? Never take an elevator?"

Hong Bo nodded, and said: "Yes, just like your grandfather, but this young man is definitely not as high as your grandfather. He probably came from a famous teacher and has developed a habit since he was a child. You should be more polite when you see him."

Zhou Changsheng didn't speak for a long time, but at this moment he suddenly said, "He's very strong, he makes me feel like a grand master, uncle, our opponent is even stronger this time."

Hong Bo said indifferently: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you lose to the Chinese, just don't lose to the Japanese, Indians, or Koreans."

Hong Xueyi smiled and nodded, and said: "Yes, brother, just like you did last year, you beat that Korean guy until he vomited blood. I also want to go on stage, but unfortunately my father won't let me."

………………Wang Hengxiao walked along the stairs, just as he reached the second floor, he saw several men wearing Japanese samurai uniforms coming out from the second floor. They were all in white samurai uniforms, with two waists. There is even a samurai sword hanging in the room, a small braid on the head, and the word Yamato written on the clothes.

Yamato Budojo!

The oldest martial arts school in Japan is said to have existed since the shogunate era. Yamato Budojo represents the Yamato nation and their own history of martial arts. However, in history, Yamato Budojo has sent people to the Central Plains many times to study Some martial arts go back and spread.

But these Japanese people raised their heads and looked at Wang Hengxiao with contempt in their eyes!

Yamato Budojo represents many typical ideas and cultures of Japan, and it is also the representative genre of the hawks among Japanese warriors. During World War II, this Budojo produced many celebrities.

And the most famous of them may be Akashi Genjiro. In Siberia, at least one-third of the powerful figures who could stand up to [-] troops alone and many other powerful warriors who played a role in World War II came from Yamato Budo. field.

"Chinaman, get out of the way."

A savage-faced warrior stretched out his hand and tried to push Wang Hengxiao away, shouting and cursing: "You are such a stupid Chinese, you just know how to block the way."

Several other people were all smiling, wanting to see Wang Hengxiao's miserable end. This is not the first time they have done such a thing. In Japan, when they go to some places, if they see Chinese waiters, they will go up and directly If it is a guest or something, they will deliberately go up and pretend to be careless.

With their strength, ordinary people who are deliberately attacked by them will be miserable. The heaviest ones will be directly hit on the stone pillar and become vegetative.

And they will never be responsible for this, because they don't need to be responsible for the Chinese, and Japanese laws will not defend the Chinese.

With a disdainful smile on the corner of Wang Hengxiao's mouth, he stood by the stairs without dodging. The palm of the Japanese warrior pushed his hand fiercely, with a shocking force. If it was an ordinary person, this force would After saying that, it is estimated that the bones of the shoulders will be smashed, Wang Hengxiao's eyes flashed fiercely, and the shoulders suddenly trembled.

Kaka...a crisp sound!

The Japanese warrior suddenly screamed, his body was knocked back, he leaned against the wall, and let out a muffled groan, but he hugged his arm with a distorted face, and the bone of his arm pierced directly from his shoulder and hit the wall On, blood was sprinkled on the wall.

"Ah... my hand... my hand..."

The Japanese warrior screamed, stared at Wang Hengxiao fiercely, and cursed: "Baga, damn the Chinese, kill him, kill him... How dare he attack the great Yamato warrior!"

"Ono-kun, what's wrong?"

The others hurriedly asked, looking at Ono's arm, all of them looked hideous.

"China brat, kneel down and kowtow now, and lose one arm, we will let you go."

It seems that a leading Japanese warrior said in a deep voice: "Otherwise, we will chop you up and throw you on the beach to feed the dogs."

Wang Hengxiao snorted coldly, and said: "He hit me with his hands, and he was weak and injured. You blame me? Idiots!"

"idiot……"

The leading samurai yelled and cursed, and kicked towards Wang Hengxiao with a howl and an angry explosion, which showed that this Japanese samurai was not weak, and he had specially practiced kung fu on his feet.

Wang Hengxiao also kicked out suddenly, faster than him, kicked in the air, and kicked on his knee with a bang.

(To be continued)