Infinite Movie World

Chapter 10 A man should be self-improvement!
Early the next morning, Xufeng was awakened by the sound of martial arts practice in the yard.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the sky hadn't fully lit yet, and the second senior brother Ya Casu was no longer on the bunk.

He yawned and put on his long coat, washed up briefly, and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, Huang Feihong was practicing kung fu, while Ya Casu waited on him.

Every move Huang Feihong made was open and closed, with great strength and momentum.

Two Tigers Sneaking, Left and Right Cunqiao, Tiger and Crane Double Shape, Fenjin Hammer, Dingjin Bridge... These martial arts moves that can only be seen in movies are now rehearsed by Huang Feihong himself, which is even more shocking.

Xufeng couldn't help saying a good word secretly in her heart.

Seeing Xufeng coming out of the room, Huang Feihong immediately closed his hands and let out a slow breath.

Yacasu at the side hastily handed over a towel.

It was only then that Xufeng realized that in the past, martial arts practitioners were very jealous of someone stealing martial arts. Although he was already Huang Feihong's apprentice, he was only a Chinese medicine apprentice, and theoretically he could not watch his master practice.

Xufeng hurriedly said: "I'm sorry Master, I meant it."

Huang Feihong wiped his sweat and said, "It's nothing, I've almost done the training."

After yesterday's kitchen incident, Huang Feihong's attitude towards Xufeng became much more kind.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first. After breakfast, you will go to the foreigner's office with me." As he said, Huang Feihong casually threw the towel to Yacasu.

"Yes!"

At this time, Aunt Thirteen had already woken up and brought a delicious breakfast to the dining table.

Compared with yesterday's dinner, today's breakfast is much richer. Shrimp dumplings, rice rolls, quicksand buns, and a bowl of sweet rice porridge.

Xufeng grabbed the quicksand bag and took a bite, and immediately said with a happy face: "Master, your cooking skills are really good!"

"Ahem!" Huang Feihong coughed up the shrimp dumpling just as he ate it.

Thirteenth Aunt blushed, and said angrily, "Afeng, there are so many delicious foods that can't stop your mouth!"

A warm current surged in Xufeng's heart.

Ha ha!Thirteenth Aunt's approval rate is 10%!Shadow energy points +4!

It seems that the key is not to call Thirteenth Aunt "Master", but to call Thirteenth Aunt "Master" in front of Master!
"Feihong, eat slowly." Aunt Thirteen patted Huang Feihong's back tenderly.

Huang Feihong said again and again: "Don't, don't... let the disciples see it, how decent it is, ahem, how decent it is..."

Xufeng smiled and turned her face away, while eating shrimp dumplings, she silently turned on her spirit vision to check Aunt Thirteen's information.

"Mo Guilan (Aunt Thirteen): The mistress of Baozhilin."

"Skills: English, photography, cooking."

"Relative level: level 2."

"Relationship: Future teacher's wife (cannot be summoned temporarily)."

"Acceptance: 10%."

It turns out that Thirteenth Aunt's real name is Mo Guilan, and she's at level 2... I'm dizzy, so I can't even beat Thirteenth Aunt?
The system must have made a mistake, it must be... Xufeng was a little dumbfounded.

After breakfast, without waiting for Huang Feihong's order, Xufeng hurried to the medical room to bring breakfast and change the medicine for the injured vendor.

The food for the injured must be light, so it is just snacks with rice porridge and herbal tea.

The wounded thanked Xufeng one after another, and called Xufeng "Master Afeng" affectionately.

Xufeng feels the joy of being respected, and naturally has more motivation to do things.

He was happy, and casually hummed the tune of "a man should be self-improvement".

"A man should be self-improvement" is the theme song of the movie "Once Upon a Time" series, and it is also a portrayal of Huang Feihong's life.

This song, the lyrics, and the composition are all classics that no one can match!
Coupled with the firm and powerful voice of singer Lin Zixiang, anyone can feel a surge of emotion and blood when they hear it.

Xufeng just hummed a few words, and the firm rhythm attracted everyone in the room to prick up their ears and listen.

The fishmonger A Liang said in surprise: "Master A Feng, what are you humming?"

"Oh, a man should strengthen himself."

"A man should be self-improving..." A Liang, a fishmonger, moved closer to Ling Yi, "It sounds so good! Can you teach us how to sing?"

"This..." Xufeng has never had much confidence in her singing skills, but when she thought that doing so might increase her recognition, Xufeng said with a smile: "Okay, no problem!"

All the injured traders gathered around, and Xufeng hummed softly while changing their medicines:

"Laughing with arrogance and arrogance against thousands of waves, blood and heat surpassing the red sun, courage like iron and bones like adamantine, red breasts with hundreds of feet, and eyes that are far away, vowing to work hard to be a good man..."【Note 1】

After changing a round of medicine, those injured traders were still murmuring drunkenly.

Xufeng didn't bother them either, and walked out of the medical room with a food box and a medicine box.

As soon as he went out, he saw Huang Feihong, who had already changed into a green shirt, standing outside the window in a daze.

Obviously, he also heard the song "A man should strengthen himself" just now.

The lyrics are completely from his heart!
"Master?"

Only then did Huang Feihong come back to his senses, and asked in a flat tone: "Afeng, this song...is really good, this is the realm and ambition that we Tang people should pursue, you must let this song pass on. "

"Yes, Master." Xufeng replied respectfully.

"Okay, leave the things to Yacasu to pack up, and you follow me."

The two left Baozhi Forest together, only to see Lin Shirong still kneeling there.

"Master..." Lin Shirong greeted him respectfully.

Huang Feihong's eyes were full of distress, but his expression was still rigid. With a cold snort in his nostrils, he stepped down the steps and walked past Lin Shirong with his hands behind his back.

Xufeng clasped her hands together at Lin Shirong, said in a low voice, "Master, good morning", and then quickly followed Huang Feihong.

After turning a corner and walking into the long street, Huang Feihong let out a long sigh:

"Shirong, he is too reckless and straightforward. A person like him is a real man and a hero, but he is also the most prone to accidents."

"If you don't let him remember things long this time, he might cause a lot of trouble."

Huang Feihong shook his head, and continued walking forward with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, almost all Fushan people bowed their hands when they saw Huang Feihong, and called him "Master Huang".

When he was about to reach the concession territory, he could see a group of people showing off their might in the distance, carrying high banners and rampaging in the middle of the road.

These people are all fierce and fierce, walking with their thighs swaying and their arms swinging, and there are shining short knives pinned to their waists.

The leader was not tall, with an obvious scar on his cheek, his forehead was shaved brightly, copper coins were braided in his braid, and his small eyes were fierce.

Needless to say, these villains are none other than the Hesha Gang.

That scarred face is the boss of the Hesha Gang. 【Note 2】

The Hesha Gang is a group of desperadoes. Most of them are prisoners in the death row in the provincial capital. They were bribed and released by foreigners.

They disrupted the market, firstly collecting insurance premiums and squandering them, and secondly doing things for foreigners so as not to allow Chinese people to live near the foreign concessions.

"Get out of the way! Welcome to the God of Wealth! Welcome to the God of Wealth!"

The Hesha gang kicked away all the passers-by who were avoiding them, and surrounded the scar-faced brother and walked towards the nearest restaurant.

Huang Feihong frowned, "In broad daylight, you dare to use the name of the God of Wealth to rob you brazenly! It's really lawless!"

"Master Huang, you don't know, these villains are all members of the Hesha Gang."

An old man with the appearance of a squire next to him lowered his voice and said: "Since the foreigners got the concession, the area near the concession has become an area where no one cares about it. Yamen, foreigners, and even gods don't care. Alas, I see that our ancestors have lived here for generations. Everyone who lives here has to move."

"It really makes no sense!"

Hearing that it was the Hesha Gang, Huang Feihong's brows twisted into Sichuan characters: "It's them again, they injured the vegetable vendor yesterday, and today they come to force insurance premiums, it seems that we shouldn't punish them properly, they are really serious Foshan people are easy to bully! Afeng, follow up!"

Huang Feihong reached out and flicked the hem of his long coat, and walked towards the restaurant briskly.

"Yes! Master!"

[Note 1]: "Red" is a substitute word, and the original word is a sensitive word.

[Note 2]: The "Hesha" gang is a substitute word, and the original word refers to the real place name.

(End of this chapter)