Infinite Movie World

Chapter 191
Hong Zhennan smiled and said to Ye Wen: "Master Ye, there will be a lion dance performance later. After the performance, all the sects will go on stage to practice. Take advantage of this opportunity to let Wing Chun disciples go up to practice, so that more people can dance together." I know Wing Chun!"

Ye Wen said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Hong!"

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say! Then I'll go to work first." Hong Zhennan said with a smile.

Ye Wen hurriedly said, "Please!"

Hong Zhennan nodded to Xufeng again, and then walked away.

The cheerful gongs and drums sounded, and the lion dance performance officially started.

In the private room of the VIP area, Tornado Taylor was wearing a gold silk satin robe exclusive to boxing champions, chatting and laughing with the ghost head of the police station next to him.

A shrunken guy stood behind Guitou with his hands down, with a flattering smile on his face.

This person is "Second Cousin" Ren Qingshui!

Hong Zhennan issued an order to kill Ren Qingshui, but Ren Qingshui did not escape from the port, but hid beside the ghost, waiting for the opportunity to replace Hong Zhennan.

Guitou is already a little unhappy with Hong Zhennan's toughness, as long as the opportunity is right, he will definitely do it and replace him with the most obedient dog leg.

And Ren Qingshui is the most suitable candidate.

"What are they doing?" Tornado Taylor looked curiously at the ring.

"It's called a lion dance. Tang people believe that they have the courage to face a ferocious lion and tame it." Guitou said with a sneer.

"Hahaha!" Tornado Taylor laughed wildly: "That thing is called a lion? Are you trying to laugh me to death? If they really have the courage, why don't they bring out a real lion?"

Guitou smiled and said: "Because they are cowards and cowards. But that's okay, the offspring of cowards can only produce cowards. When the entire Tang people are cowards, one or two brave people will not be able to break the law." If there is any big storm, it will be more beneficial for us to rule them, right, Ren?"

Ren Qingshui, who was standing behind, quickly said in English: "Sir, you are so right! The English are the strong, the Tang people are the weak, and the weak resist the strong. This is simply hitting a stone with an egg! The best way to deal with the Tang people is to use a whip." Discipline them, let them know that they are afraid, and let them know that the price of resistance is higher, so that they can be honest and never resist."

Guitou said triumphantly: "Have you heard Taylor? This is Tangren."

Tornado Taylor smiled contemptuously, "Sure enough, they are all rubbish. It is said that the Tang people have a history of 5000 years. Could it be that they have been slaves for 5000 years to last so long?"

Ren Qingshui smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes."

"Hahaha!" Tornado Taylor laughed even more unscrupulously.

At this time, the lion dance performance is over, and the martial arts halls will perform Kung Fu on stage next.

The first to appear on stage was Hong Zhennan's Hongquan Martial Arts Hall.

Fishmonger Zheng Weiji led the team, and all the disciples of Hong Quan were full of energy and performed Hong Quan uniformly on the ring.

Every time they make a move, there is a hush in their mouths, and their breaths are linked.

Tornado Taylor narrowed his eyes and asked curiously: "What kind of show is this again? Is it a pantomime show? Why can't I see any storyline?"

Guitou sneered and said, "This is what they call kung fu."

Tornado Taylor said with a smile: "Kung Fu? What a ridiculous name! Their movements look like they are dancing again, and they don't dance very well!"

Ren Qingshui who was behind said quickly: "Kung Fu is just a show, how can it be as honorable as Western boxing! Master Taylor, you must be watching monkeys."

Tornado Taylor stood up with a sneer and stretched his muscles, "I'll go up and meet them."

Guitou applauded happily: "Great! Give this group of Chinese guys some flair and let them know how powerful Mr. Yang is!"

Tornado Taylor jumped on the ring nimbly, standing in front of Zheng Weiji, looking around.

A foreign host stood up excitedly and shouted loudly through the microphone: "Gentlemen and ladies! The gentleman you see now is the world boxing champion! Tornado Taylor! He seems to be very interested in Tangren Kung Fu!" Where is the applause!"

When the audience below heard that the world boxing champion was interested in kung fu, they felt their faces were bright and they all applauded.

After Zheng Weiji finished his set of Hong fists, he said to Tornado Tailai in a cold voice, "What are you doing?"

Tornado Taylor said with a sneer, "Punch me in the face."

Zheng Weiji said coldly: "I don't understand! When you come to our territory, you should learn to speak our language, don't talk nonsense every day!"

The host immediately translated: "Tornado asked you to punch him."

Tornado Taylor pointed to his heart, "Yes, hit here, I want to know how good your dancing is."

The host laughed and translated the original words to everyone present.

"Dancing?" The muscles on Zheng Weiji's face trembled, and he clenched his fists tightly. With an extremely fierce move, he slammed the tornado Taylor's cheek fiercely.

Tornado Taylor didn't change his face, just stood there smiling.

As a boxing champion, both hitting ability and fighting ability are very important indicators, and sometimes even fighting ability is more important than hitting ability.

Taylor is very strong in resisting blows, and the armor attribute is naturally super high, so he is not afraid of ordinary fists at all.

Zheng Weiji's heavy punch stopped two centimeters from the tornado's heart.

He didn't want to cause trouble for his master, but at the same time, he also showed that he was absolutely not afraid of Tornado Taylor.

The Tang audience below applauded and cheered.

Taylor was full of incomprehension.

Zheng Weiji's fist clearly missed him, why are the Tang people below cheering?
He grabbed Zheng Weiji's arm with disdain, and touched his heart, "Hit me! Hit me! Hard!"

Zheng Weiji gritted his teeth, "You asked for this!"

As he said that, Zheng Weiji gathered all his strength and punched Taylor hard in the heart.

Taylor brightened the middle line of his mouth, and didn't mean to block the defense at all!
boom!
With a muffled sound, Taylor stood still, while Zheng Weiji took half a step back with an ugly expression!

His wrist immediately swelled up!
Taylor laughed loudly and said, "I don't have any strength at all! I said it's just dancing, right? Shit kung fu!"

All the Tang people below glared at Taylor angrily, while the foreigners in the VIP area laughed and laughed.

Zheng Weiji gritted his teeth angrily, "Look at the fist!"

As he said that, he came out of the mountain with one move, and slapped Taylor fiercely on the cheek!

Taylor sneered, blocked with his left arm, and at the same time struck out with his right fist like lightning, an uppercut, hit Zheng Weiji's chin heavily, and directly sent Zheng Weiji flying!
boom!
Zheng Weiji fell on the ring and lost consciousness.

Tang people present exclaimed, and other Hongquan disciples hurriedly protected Zheng Weiji.

Tai Lai hadn't enjoyed the fight, so he pointed to the other Hongquan disciples on the stage and said, "Come on! Come on together!"

"This foreign devil is too deceitful!"

"on!"

All Hongquan disciples on the stage rushed towards Taylor!

(End of this chapter)