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Normal bars have no customers during the day.

But the work that needs to be done still needs to be done.

Huang Fei, who had been busy all night last night, slept until noon, ate a lunch box, and started cleaning.

The area of ​​this bar is not large.

There was a stage for performances, dozens of sets of tables and chairs, seven or eight booths, and two bathrooms. It didn't take much time to clean them all.

After taking a look at his watch, Huang Fei decided to sleep for another hour and a half, because under normal circumstances, no guests would show up until an hour and a half later.

"Is anyone here?"

When he heard the sound, Huang Fei was a little bored, but he still put on a smile.

"Yes, yes, the boss came so early today."

After Xiao Zhang walked into this bar, he saw an extremely ordinary, even a little down-and-out middle-aged man.

The black hair looked very thick, but with Xiao Zhang's eyesight, he could easily tell that the middle-aged man was wearing a wig.

A small black vest, a white shirt, and an open collar revealing the collar of the vest.

"Yeah, I'm not in a good mood, so I want to drink."

Xiao Zhang found a seat and sat down.

Huang Fei still apologized with a smile on his face: "There is wine, we have a lot of wine here, but I'm sorry, boss, the performance has to wait until evening."

Xiao Zhang looked at Huang Fei with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. I can drink without a show, but if there is a show, I should be able to drink more."

When he said this, Xiao Zhang took out several rolls of money from his handbag, all of which were in 1,000 yuan bills. One roll was 10,000 yuan.

Huang Fei's eyes instantly brightened.

"What do you want to drink, boss? What show do you want to see?"

"Real wine should have a high alcohol content. As for the performance..."

Xiao Zhang played with a few rolls of banknotes in one hand and asked with a smile: "Don't tell me that you can perform."

"It's all real wine, guaranteed to be real wine." Huang Fei said with a humble smile on his face: "I can do it, boss, to be honest, I can do it to the letter."

"I did hear that there are people here who know Iron Tou Kung Fu, but you? Haha..."

"Yeah, it really can't be true anymore. Boss, just wait."

Huang Fei turned around and ran backstage to bring out a basket of beer bottles. After returning to Xiao Zhang, he picked up an empty beer bottle and smashed it directly on his head.

With a crash, the beer bottle completely shattered, and the smile that had always been on Huang Fei's face did not change at all.

"Look, boss, I'm really good at it."

Xiao Zhang took out a 1,000 note and placed it on the edge of the table, close to Huang Fei's direction.

The joy on Huang Fei's face had completely overflowed. He jogged over, took the note and put it in his pocket.

"Boss, I'm okay."

Seeing that Huang Fei was about to hit his head with the bottle, Xiao Zhang stopped him.

"I think this may not be an iron-head skill, but something on your head."

"The boss who doesn't have it, really doesn't have it."

Huang Fei also pulled off his wig neatly, revealing his smooth and shiny head.

There was a crash.

The beer bottle shattered again, and Huang Fei looked at Xiao Zhang expectantly.

Xiao Zhang lived up to Huang Fei's expectations and took out another 1,000 note.

Earned two thousand by smashing two bottles?

Huang Fei suddenly had the expectation that he would buy a luxury house in Central.

"Get me a few bottles of wine first."

Xiao Zhang spoke up.

"Boss, wait a moment."

Huang Fei turned around and ran into the backstage, but it was not the usual place to get drinks, but an office that required a key to open.

The wine here is real wine.

Xiao Zhang felt a little strange when he watched Huang Fei take out a few bottles of wine and put them in front of him, then stood aside and picked up a beer bottle, looking at him expectantly.

Axing could see that there was something wrong with him, but the senior brother named Huang Fei couldn't.

Ah Huang said that this senior brother does not know martial arts.

Smashing a beer bottle on the head without any damage to the head may seem impressive, but it is not considered martial arts.

So, does this senior brother know martial arts?

Huang Fei seemed to notice that Xiao Zhang was hesitant, and naturally he misunderstood.

"Don't worry, boss, I still have a show. Hitting someone with an empty wine bottle doesn't actually hurt, but hitting someone with a half-full bottle hurts. Just wait."

Huang Fei ran to bring another box of beer.

Bang bang bang...

He opened all 24 bottles of beer, then pulled a trash can and poured all the beers into half bottles.

"The boss is optimistic about Shaolin Tietou Gong!"

After Huang Fei shouted, he picked up two bottles of beer in each hand and smashed them on his head.

Amidst the clatter, Huang Fei, whose face was covered with beer and glass shards, became even more excited when he saw Xiao Zhang withdrawing 2,000 yuan.

He did not go directly to get the money, but grabbed two bottles of beer in each hand, a total of four bottles, and smashed them on his head at the same time.

The crashing sound started again.

"good!"

Snap, snap, snap.

Xiao Zhang shouted, and then directly placed half a roll of banknotes on the edge of the table.

This time, Huang Fei became even more excited. He bent down, grabbed the beer bottle, and smashed it on his head.

24 bottles of beer were all gone in an instant.

Huang Fei, who was covered in beer, was in a very good mood, because on the table in front of Xiao Zhang, his share of money had turned into 19,000.

There is still... ten thousand bottles left before I can buy a house in Central?

But Xiao Zhang didn't let him carry the beer anymore, but asked curiously: "Are you really good at Iron Tou Kung Fu?"

"Yes, boss, don't you believe it?"

"But I heard that in Tietou Kung Fu, you can chop it on the head with a knife."

"This..." Huang Fei hesitated: "I was able to do it before, let alone a knife, even if it was..."

"What even is it?"

"Alas, a good man never mentions his courage in the past." Huang Fei seemed to be reminded of the past, and as if his behavior today was too sad, he said in a sad tone: "But now I really can't bear it anymore, I can only smash it." Beer bottles are eating like this."

Xiao Zhang pondered for a moment and put the remaining two rolls of paper and pen on Huang Fei's share of the money.

Then, he took out two stacks of money, one hundred thousand, from his handbag, put it on the table and pressed it with his fingers.

"So, how should you practice Tietou Gong?"

Xiao Zhang stared at Huang Fei who was staring at the money, and asked curiously: "Also, I heard people say that Kung Fu is divided into Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin. What is the difference?"

"Kung Fu fan?"

Huang Fei failed to see that Xiao Zhang was very strong, nor did he expect that Xiao Zhang had known his identity before. He jogged to the table and was about to speak when he felt that it was indecent to be covered in beer.

"it does not matter."

Xiao Zhang gave up Huang Fei's idea of ​​going back to change clothes and pushed 200,000 yuan in front of Huang Fei.

"I'll tell my boss later how to practice Tietou Gong. Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin are actually very simple."

Huang Fei tentatively put his hand on the money. When he noticed that Xiao Zhang didn't stop him, he happily introduced it.

"The so-called Jin is actually power. There are actually many differences between each sect in terms of training methods and interpretations, but they remain the same."

"Ming Jin means hitting people with fists, but what is different from ordinary people hitting people with fists is that martial arts practitioners exercise the strength of their whole body and then concentrate it to punch people, making the air explode, which is the so-called priceless thing. A sound."

"An Jin is to exercise the mind and skin, adjust the center of gravity of the back and tail vertebrae, so that the outer membrane of the muscles and bones of the whole body is penetrated, and the dark energy is developed. It is very similar to the key points of Xingyi Quan, the heart and mind are in harmony, and the mind and Qi are in harmony , Qi and force are combined, shoulders and hips are combined, elbows and knees are combined, hands and feet are combined. When hitting someone, you are not only using the power of muscles, but also the power of heart, mind and bones are connected in one place, even if it is Instead of using your fists and using your butt, you can still exert power that ordinary people can’t achieve.”

"Hua Jin means An Jin goes a step further, penetrating the whole body, regulating the internal organs, understanding and mastering every organ inside and outside the body, and then exercising it, so that the whole body can reach the teeth, tongue, nails, and hair. At the tip, dark energy spreads all over the body, to the point where a feather cannot be added and a fly cannot fall."

"Boss, you don't understand martial arts. Can you understand what I say?"

Xiao Zhang nodded and said: "Ming Jin is the power to exercise muscles, An Jin is the power to exercise the heart, mind, and bones, and Hua Jin is the power to exercise internal organs."

"It can be simply understood like this, wow, boss, you are really talented, maybe you are a unique martial arts wizard."

Huang Fei flattered him.

He opened his chatterbox and was about to continue talking about Dan Jin and Gang Jin, but was interrupted by Xiao Zhang.

"Then, how should you practice Tietou Gong?"

Hearing this question, Huang Fei hesitated.

But Xiao Zhang opened the handbag, allowing Huang Fei to clearly see that there was at least one million in cash inside.

"Boss..." Huang Fei made a very obvious swallowing movement, stared at Xiao Zhang's handbag and said: "It's not that I don't teach you, it's that you really can't practice it. You are old, and... my internal strength I’m disabled and can’t help you practice.”

Internal strength?

Destroyed?

Destroyed by whom?

Xiao Zhang had many more questions.

"Didn't you just say that I am a unique martial arts wizard?"