I Opened the Martial Arts Hall In Marvel

　　 No one really knows the truth about the explosion crater in the suburbs of New York. Some people believe that an ice meteorite once fell on the suburbs of New York. Some people believe that the military developed an energy bomb.

　　 However, in general, no one suspected Huang Wen, because there was no clue linking the explosion pit to Huang Wen, not even Logan.

　　 One month has passed, and everything in the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall is on the right track. Many students who have persisted have been awarded student-level medals after Huang Wen's test.

　　 As for Zhong Qiang, although under Huang Wen's special supervision, he also received a student-level medal, but in terms of weight, it can only be regarded as unsatisfactory.

　　 Huang Wen set the goal for Zhong Qiang to be ten catties a month. Zhong Qiang eventually increased from 110 catties to 118 catties. It seems that it is really difficult to reach the 150 catties of Huang Wen's final mission.

　　 After all, Zhong Qiang's overall weight is now lighter, and he has risen relatively quickly. If he waits for his weight to rise again, and wants to continue to rise, it will be much more difficult.

In the past month, Huang Wen tried his best to find Logan for two small tasks, but he did not know whether it was the reason for defeating Logan or the reason for being too familiar with Logan. Xian, Huang Wenxuan's plan of wool was frustrated.

　　 As for the two Fan-level props lotteries, it is exactly the same as the hammer lottery. The long umbrella used by Zhou Xiaolong in the movie Heir of the Dragon is the source of the famous phrase "Is it my umbrella or your gun".

　　 If this long umbrella can also keep out the rain, then the second Fan-level item lottery will make Huang Wen even more dumbfounded.

　　 That is a folding stool, yes, it is the folding stool from the God of Cookery movie, claiming to be the first of the seven weapons, and now this folding stool sits under Logan's ass.

I have to say that this folding stool is worthy of being the first of the seven weapons. Such a small folding stool can withstand nearly 300 catties of Logan sitting on it. It is really strong enough, but it is also not strong enough. How to beat people?

　　 After these two lottery draws, Huang Wen also took a lot of attention to the lottery for Fan-level props. As for Zhong Qiang's task, let's do whatever it takes.

"Ask brother! I have really tried my best. I gained 8 pounds a month. I didn't even dare to think about it before!" Zhong Qiang looked at Huang with a bitter face and asked, "Moreover, my appetite has also increased. Physical fitness is also higher than before..."

"You are a little stronger, not a little fatter!" Uncle Zhong laughed. "Now it looks much healthier than before, but it's still a bit thinner. I ask you to spend more energy to continue practicing. Ah!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, leave it to me." Huang Wen smiled and nodded, "You have to increase your training this month, but you can rest assured, I know your physical condition and will not train you. Broken!"

　　 "Moreover, you should be able to feel it. Now you are not only more energetic than before, but also physically easier than before, right?"

　　 "That's the same." Zhong Qiang nodded as he felt his powerful body. As Huang Wen said, his physical fitness is indeed much better than before, even with a better spirit.

"You just chat, don't you want to eat?" Logan looked at the hot pot that he had cleaned, and looked at Uncle Zhong with unbearable thoughts. Uncle Zhong stood up and smiled and shook his head. He went to the back kitchen to bring the ingredients. Qiang also quickly stood up to help.

　　 "The days now are really comfortable!" Logan touched his belly. He hadn't been too comfortable in the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall for the past month. Subconsciously, Logan stretched out.

　　 "Don't stretch your waist while eating!" Huang Wen smiled and pressed Logan's shoulder.

　　 "That day was uncomfortable!" Logan rolled his eyes, but he didn't really mean to be angry, because the new hot pot ingredients were brought, and Logan was about to start eating again.

　　 "Finally found the hot pot restaurant!" A slightly excited voice sounded at the door of the hot pot restaurant.

Huang Wen and others subconsciously turned their heads and glanced, and saw a childish teenager with a bag on his back, grinning, smiling at the crowd and nodding, Zhong Qiang hurriedly stood up and helped his father greet the guests. .

　　 "Kid, are you the only one?" Zhong Qiang handed over the menu and asked with a smile, "Where is your adult?"

"I'm not a kid, I'm already fifteen years old!" The boy seriously corrected Zhong Qiang's address, "I came to the United States from China Xiangjiang to study alone, so I'm the only one, you don't need to serve two dishes. ."

"Huaxia Xiangjiang? Are you fifteen-year-old to study in the United States alone?" Zhong Qiang looked at the young man in surprise, not only Zhong Qiang, Huang Wen and others also looked at the fifteen-year-old, who was alone in a foreign country. .

　　 Logan didn't respond much. After awakening his mutant ability at the age of thirteen, he fled the place of life and entered the world with his cheap brother.

　　 "The family naturally disagreed at first, but I told them, I can!" The boy's eyes flashed with determination, "So, they were finally convinced by me!"

"It's a little man!" Uncle Zhong smiled and walked over, "Just order what you want to eat. This meal is my treat. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to Chinatown to find me. We are overseas Chinese, of course. To unite, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will help each other!"

　　 "Thank you, uncle, no trouble..." Hearing this, the boy scratched his head in embarrassment, "I can solve it myself!"

"Haha, I mean, come to me if you have a problem, no problem, you can also come and eat hot pot!" Zhong Bo laughed, "I think you are lonely eating by yourself, so it's better to sit over and eat with us. Right!"

　　 "Okay, I just don't have to wait for the pot to boil!" This time, the boy nodded with a smile, agreed, and sat down next to Huang Wen.

　　 "Little man, what's your name?" Zhong Bo brought some ingredients over again, and he asked with a smile as he watched the unfailing young man gorging himself.

　　 "My name is Huang Liang." Huang Liang swallowed the beef in his mouth and said with a smile.

　　 "Huh? The last name is Huang? It's just a question of your hometown!" Zhong Bo's face smiled brighter, "This is really fate!"

"It's really fate!" Huang Wen smiled and nodded, then glanced at Huang Liang next to him, "Hello, my name is Huang Wen. If you have anything to do with the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, you can also go to the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall. Find me!"

"Wing Chun?!" Huang Liang's chopsticks stopped suddenly, looked at Huang in a little surprised, and then looked up and down, "You really opened the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall? Which line do you come from? "

　　 Even though Huang Wen is still Ye Wen after all, Huang Wen would definitely not say that.

　　 "Chen Huashun, Ye Wen is in the same line." Huang Wen said that Huang Hong's master was Ye Wen's apprentice, so Huang Hong was Ye Wen's disciple.

　　 "My great-grandfather is Huang Liang, the disciple of Master Ye Wenzu. I practiced Wing Chun with my grandfather since I was a child..." Huang Liang looked at Huang Wen and arched his hands, "So, are your seniority higher than me?"