Infinite Movie World

Chapter 40 Everything Has a Beginning

Huang Feihong smiled indifferently, "Everyone, Feihong is grateful for everyone's trust, but winning or losing in martial arts competitions is a common thing. Master Yan is a master of martial arts. I hope you don't have any regional prejudices. Fushan has another master like Master Xiang Yan. That being said, it’s not a bad thing.”

A passer-by in a brocade shirt cupped his hands and said, "Master Huang, you have a lot of adults. Yan Zhendong, a foreigner, insulted you so much, but you still spoke for him. But do you know? Put it in your eyes!"

Another passer-by in a short jacket said angrily: "That's right! I saw with my own eyes this afternoon that he was invited away by members of the Hesha Gang. The head coach of the Sand Gang!"

"what?"

All the people present in Fushan discussed angrily.

"The Hesha gang is attached to foreigners and doing evil everywhere. Master Huang managed to suppress them with great difficulty. Now that they have invited Yan Zhendong, we fear that there will never be peace in Fushan!"

"Oh, I see, Fushan can't stay here anymore, let's go somewhere else!"

"Old Liang, it's easy for you to say, the country is not a country, where can you go? It's the same everywhere!"

"...It really doesn't work, let's go to Jinshan to dig for gold!"

"Bah! Don't you know? Gold digging in Jinshan is a scam! Foreigners from Melican country tricked us Tang people into serving them as slaves to build railways and build cities. Everyone who went there died there, and no one can come back. !"

"Oh, it's over, it's over, I can't live anymore..."

"Let's take it day by day..."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Huang Feihong frowned suddenly.

He tolerated Yan Zhendong everywhere, firstly because he didn't want to fight internally in the presence of foreign enemies, and secondly because he cherished Yan Zhendong's Beiquan martial arts, and hoped that Yan Zhendong could work with him to revitalize Fushan and protect the people here!
However, Yan Zhendong joined the Hesha Gang with the title of "No. [-] in Fushan"!
It seems that when we meet next time, we can no longer be merciful.

Huang Feihong suddenly felt a heartache, not because of his forbearance, but because of his insensitive colleagues.

The so-called national rejuvenation, easier said than done?

When tens of thousands of compatriots are awakened, can national rejuvenation be realized.

When everyone can give up their small family for everyone, there will be hope for this country.

It is simply impossible to rely on him alone as a martial artist.

However, everything has a beginning, and a single spark can start a prairie fire!

Huang Feihong took a deep breath, stepped forward, twisted his waist, flew up, tore off the white banner, and tore it to pieces!

"Afeng! Take back my Baozhilin signboard!" Huang Feihong shouted sharply.

Xufeng clenched her fists excitedly, "Yes! Master!"

When the onlookers who had just dispersed saw this scene, they immediately gathered around again.

Huang Feihong clasped his hands, and said righteously: "Father of Fushan, as long as I, Huang Feihong, is still in Fushan, no one will be allowed to harm Fushan! Yan Zhendong can't, Hesha Gang can't, English foreigners can't do it, accumulate kindness Not to mention!"

"Good! We trust Master Huang!"

All the people in Fushan applauded excitedly.

Not everyone is a hero, so the power of role models is more needed.

Huang Feihong cupped his hands and said firmly: "I'm going to the stage to see Jishan now. I will let him explain to Fushan about Jinshan! Give an explanation to thousands of Tang people! Please wait for my news Bar!"

After speaking, he passed through the crowd and walked towards the stage.

The passer-by in Jinshan said: "Master Afeng, give us the signboard of Baozhilin, we will restore it intact, and then send it back to Baozhilin together!"

"Thank you very much!" Xufeng carefully handed Bao Zhilin's signboard to him, and quickly caught up with Huang Feihong.

A quarter of an hour later, they saw the stage.

The lights on the stage were brightly lit, the layout was newly decorated, and the gongs and drums had already sounded. Under the stage, there was even more people's voices, very lively.

It's hard to imagine that during the day, a desperate fight just happened here.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Senso Ma-sama is here!"

A group of soldiers with long-handled firearms violently pushed away the crowd and stood in line under the stage.

Ma Peiyuan held a brocade handkerchief in his hand, covered his mouth and nose, and walked over with disgust on his face.

Looking up and seeing Huang Feihong, Ma Peiyuan was startled at first, then took the initiative to put down the brocade handkerchief, put on a smiling face full of compliments, clasped his fists and said to Huang Feihong: "Master Huang, good evening, are you... you are also being good-natured?" Are you invited to the show?"

Huang Feihong bowed his hand and returned the gift, "Exactly, it turned out that Jishan invited Mr. Ma, so it would be even better. I have more confidence in the Jinshan scam."

Ma Peiyuan narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, "What kind of scam?"

Huang Feihong said righteously: "Ji Shan deceived the young people of Fushan to dig the gold mountain, but actually arrested them to work as slaves in the country of Maclican. In the past three years, tens of thousands of Tang people have been killed because of him! Account, I must ask him to give an account today."

Ma Peiyuan rubbed his temples subconsciously, with an unusually painful expression.

He thought that today was an opportunity to build a good relationship with foreigners, but he was unknowingly involved in a grand banquet!

Ma Peiyuan pondered for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Master Huang, it doesn't matter what I say about foreigners, I have to ask my superiors for instructions."

Huang Feihong was about to scold, when he saw a group of foreign soldiers brazenly pushing away the crowd and coming to the front of the stage.

The leader is not the accumulation of good deeds by the foreigners of the Mlican country, but the governor of the English country, Wiggins.

Wiggins was wearing a bright red uniform with two rows of golden brass buttons, a tall hat, and instead of a command knife on his waist, he hung a short-handled firearm.

His most proud beard has been shaved off by Xufeng, and now it is trimmed into short stubble, which looks extremely funny and uncoordinated with the thick beard on his cheeks.

Wiggins walked over defiantly, and Ma Peiyuan hurriedly saluted Wiggins.

Wiggins didn't even glance at Ma Peiyuan, and he naturally didn't see Huang Feihong and Xufeng either.

Xufeng coughed deliberately, and said in English: "The new Hu style is not bad."

Wiggins shuddered, his legs softened subconsciously, and he almost fell to the ground.

The foreign soldiers next to him hurriedly supported Wiggins.

Xufeng said with a smile: "Wiggins, get up quickly, but it's not the New Year's day, why kowtow?"

Huang Feihong said with a straight face, "Ah Feng, don't mess around. Whether you kowtow or not, that's Mr. Wiggins's freedom. We can't interfere with other people's freedom, understand?"

Xufeng quickly bowed and said, "Master taught me the lesson."

Seeing that Huang Feihong and Xufeng didn't intend to embarrass him, Wiggins' face regained a little color.

After questioning, it turned out that he was also invited by Jishan to watch the play.

Huang Feihong frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong, "All of us guests have arrived, why didn't Jishan come?"

"Just because you are also worthy to see Mr. Jishan?"

With a grin, Scarface Boss He appeared on the stage!
Immediately afterwards, a large group of members of the Hesha Gang who had ambushed a long time ago rushed out of the crowd. They all covered their faces and held a bag of lime powder in their hands!

(End of this chapter)