I open a martial arts gym in Meiman

At this time, Huang Wen, as Uncle Zhong and Zhong Qiang said, had returned to his martial arts studio and closed the door directly. No students were coming anyway, and it didn't matter whether he closed the door or not.

Huang Wenpan was sitting in the center of the martial arts hall, regulating his energy and energy.

Well, actually it's not that mysterious. I'm just relaxing my mind and feeling the dark power again.

Huang Wen had felt this dark energy in the dark alley in the past two days. It was said to be dark energy, but it was actually an extra force in his body.

Calculating this strength, it is actually not as strong as Huang Wen's own physical strength. Even if one point of strength is equivalent to ten points of energy, after all, Huang Wen now has 34 points of energy.

Therefore, the power of An Jin can only be regarded as less than one-third of Huang Wen's power.

Moreover, this dark energy cannot be shot out of the body, it can only be shot out along with one's own strength, which has great limitations.

But even so, Huang Wen still wants to study this An Jin thoroughly. After all, he is a person who has read novels. If An Jin, Hua Jin, and Gang Jin can be continuously improved, even if there is no lottery, it can be regarded as a preliminary in this world.

Has the power of self-preservation.

However, dark energy is not so easy to improve. Even with Ip Man's qualifications, it took him a lifetime, coupled with system optimization, to be able to condense this dark energy.

Even though Huang Wen's physical fitness is now far superior to that of Ip Man, his martial arts training and knowledge of kung fu are not much better than that of Ip Man.

Of course, it was also that Huang Wen had mastered Wing Chun for too short a time at this time. Although he had perfectly mastered his own power due to the experience of the original Huang Wen and Ip Man, but if he wanted to go further on his own, he still had to

It's too difficult.

"Tonight, I'm going to check out the Benson Gang... Well, it seems to be called the Gelian Gang." Huang Wen opened his eyes and started thinking, "Use your invisibility ability to sneak into the underground world of the Gelian Gang first, and then see

It’s time to take action.”

"If all the important people in the Gelian Gang are here, then take action directly and deal with them, so as not to have a long night of nightmares. They will become alert after discovering Benson's disappearance!"

After making the decision, Huang Wen stood up and stood next to the wooden dummy and began to warm up. With 34 points of energy, Huang Wen might not be able to beat the US team, but he still has the ability to fight like this for a day, especially if his opponent is a wooden man.

When being staked.

As night falls, Chinatown is brightly lit, and Chinatown feels a bit lively at night. Some people come to visit Chinatown one after another.

Various signs in Chinatown, even Huang Wenjia’s Wing Chun martial arts gym, flashed with various lights, making the whole Chinatown brighter.

"It's time to go." Huang Wen, who was standing in the martial arts hall, opened his eyes. With a thought, he covered himself with a tuxedo and walked towards the second floor.

Huang Wen had no intention of going out through the main entrance. After all, there were passers-by and tourists outside, and it would be bad if someone saw him.

Huang Wen came to a room on the second floor, activated the stealth mode, then opened the window, and grabbed his fingers on the wall. The suction from the tuxedo gave Huang Wen the ability to fly over walls and walls.

Huang Wen was glued to the wall and closed the window with his backhand, leaving only a gap so that he could open it when he came back.

Then Huang Wen's men exerted their strength and climbed to the roof of the house within two seconds, taking in a panoramic view of the entire Chinatown.

"What is the principle?" Huang Wen looked at his fingers and couldn't help scratching his head. You know, there is no tuxedo on the palm, but the tuxedo can also give the palm a strong adsorption force, just like Spider-Man.

However, Spider-Man relies on his own ability to adsorb walls even if he is wearing clothes, but he relies on the technology in his clothes and can adsorb walls even if he is not wearing clothes... Um, why does it sound weird?

"The poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology. Is this a rich series?" Huang Wen muttered, then looked in the direction of the karate gym, and started running on the roof.

"I look like Uncle Long's parkour, but I can run much faster than him." A thought flashed through Huang Wen's mind, and not long after, Huang Wen arrived at the door of the karate gym.

At this time, the karate gym was just like the previous two nights, with people entering one after another. However, their clothes were far inferior to the tuxedo Huang Wen was wearing at this time, and they were not classy at all.

Of course, they couldn't see Huang Wen, let alone the tuxedo he was wearing.

In the cafe not far away, Page looked at the cafe with some doubts. After she asked her name, the mysterious Chinese did not appear again, which made her feel a little regretful. She also wanted to know, that

Do the Chinese know how to use Putty Kung Fu?

Huang Wen followed the flow of people and walked into the karate gym. What he saw was that it was not much different from his own martial arts gym, except that there were no fitness equipment and wooden dummies.

The karate gym is divided into small rooms. You can see the training inside from the outside, and in the middle of the door is the reception area.

However, the small room was empty at this time, and there was no one inside. There was a row of people standing at the front desk, looking at the wealthy people who walked in with smiles on their faces. These were all their customers.

Then, under the guidance of the receptionist, the rich people walked into a door, and Huang Wen followed. First they passed a flight of stairs, and then Huang Wen looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

To be honest, Huang Wen had imagined what the underground world would be like before. After all, he had been to the underground world in his previous life. It sounded nice, but it was actually a large basement with a large arena in the middle and surrounded by spectators.

But this place is completely different. This is a place similar to the Royal Hotel in Macau. All kinds of gambling money are available. The rich people around them come to their favorite projects with familiarity.

Walking further inside, you will reach the next level of the world. This is the place where black boxing is played. The venue is very large, somewhat similar to the Roman Colosseum. There are spectators all around, watching the battles in the venue from a high position, and everyone's blood is boiling.

The arena was full of traces of blood, and even the host had no intention of cleaning it up, so that these rich people could feel the truest madness.

Huang Wen looked at the battle in the field and couldn't help but shake his head. Two big men about two meters tall were fighting wildly, with teeth flying and blood splattering everywhere, but neither of them stopped.

In such a gladiatorial arena, only one person who can survive will be the winner.

Huang Wen didn't stop for long, but continued to walk forward. The next floor turned into small rooms, and the crazy screams of men and women came from inside, as if they were high.

Huang Wen still didn't stop, because this was just a place where the Ge Lian Gang did business. Huang Wen hadn't seen the real top brass of the Ge Lian Gang yet.