Kung Fu Movie Time Travel

Liu Nan saw that it was raining so hard outside, but Zhu Rong still refused to leave and knelt outside, knowing that it was impossible for him to leave Bao Zhilin at this time.

So, Liu Nan walked to Huang Feihong's door and said respectfully: "Master, it's raining so hard outside, and the senior brother is still kneeling outside and refuses to leave. I think if you don't let him in, he will keep kneeling."

Huang Feihong sighed and walked to the door with Aunt Thirteen holding an umbrella.

Looking at the kneeling Zhu Zhurong, Aunt Thirteen said gently: "Shirong, it's raining so hard, you can go in."

"Master doesn't call me, I don't dare to go in," Zhu Zhurong knelt on the ground and said with his head lowered.

When Huang Feihong heard this, his heart ached, and he whispered to Zhu Zhurong: "Shirong, come into Baozhilin!"

"Master!" Seeing Huang Feihong coming, Zhu Zhurong shouted in a low voice.

Huang Feihong pulled up the kneeling Zhu Zhurong. After Zhu Zhurong stood up, he quickly took the umbrella from Huang Feihong's hand and said, "Master, I'm here to beat you."

The three of them returned to Baozhilin's house.

The words were divided into two parts, but it was said that Liang Kuan was kicked out by the theater owner because he offended the Shahe Gang. He was penniless and wandered the streets alone, feeling full of confusion.

"One piece per person, as long as you get to Jinshan, it will be better than staying here all your life! Jinshan, a paradise on earth, is full of gold. Come and see it, take it and see!" It turned out that the Chinese comprador who was promoting Jinshan was here again. That speech and handing out leaflets.

When Liang Kuan saw many people gathered around the podium asking for flyers, he seemed to have found a life-saving straw. He rushed in and asked loudly: "Are you going to Jinshan? How to get there?"

The Chinese comprador in a suit loudly replied: "If you want to go to Jinshan, you have to pay three hundred longyang (a currency that circulated from the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China), an export capitation fee, and a ship ticket of forty taels. Luggage and dry food are provided by yourself. Prepare, contract for three years.”

Liang Kuan was surprised and said: "It will take almost two years of labor to cover the expenses!"

"Yes, you have no money?" the Chinese comprador asked.

"No," Liang Kuan said frustrated.

The Chinese comprador shouted with a look of disgust: "You don't have money to go to Jinshan. Next, don't hinder others!"

The few people below who were hesitating gritted their teeth after hearing this, stepped forward to hand over the money, and signed the contract.

Why is there a fee? Pull them over to be slaves, wouldn’t the more people the better? In fact, this is also the cunning point of these black-hearted Chinese compradors.

If you really talk about going to Jinshan to pick up gold, no one will believe this pie-in-the-sky good thing.

Don't underestimate the common people. Even those who have never read books may not have seen much of the world and have no far-sighted vision when they live in this era. But they will also have their own way of survival, the wisdom of some little people.

But as long as people live, most people will still be dazzled by the benefits. When they find that they have to pay a price in exchange for rewards, they will believe it.

Then describe the beautiful scene in the future, and use the current atmosphere to inspire it. Once your brain is hot, pay the money and sign the contract!

If Liu Nan were here at this time, this scene should feel very familiar, because this is the routine still used in modern society and the sales industry. It can be said that it has been tried and tested, and there are always people who fall into it.

Liang Kuan, who once again felt abandoned by his fate, heard a shout from far away: "Everyone, come and see, there is a duel over there in the factory!" Upon hearing this, everyone ran towards the factory one after another.

Liang Kuan also followed the crowd. When he arrived at the location, he saw a large bonfire erected in an empty land. Two people were facing each other next to the bonfire.

Standing on the right is a middle-aged man in his forties with a long beard. He is Yue Nantian, the famous local successor of the Yue Family Sword.

On the left was a majestic man dressed in linen, whose body looked as if he were made of iron. Liang Kuan looked a little familiar. In retrospect, he was not the one who performed acrobatics and broke a spear with his throat.

At this time, Yue Nantian said angrily: "You Yankee, you are selling martial arts in front of my Yue family's knife gate. I drove you away, but you injured my apprentice. What do you call me?"

"Yan Zhengdong!" the strong man replied.

"Our Yue family's seven-way sword skills have conquered nineteen provinces. This time I enter the friendship of the landlords, and I will give you three moves first!" Yue Nantian said contemptuously.

"I agree!" Yan Zhengdong made a fist gesture.

After saying that, he roared and rushed over. Yue Nantian did not draw his sword, but faced him confidently. After one move, Yan Zhengdong immediately hit Yue Nantian on the chin with a rabbit kick and an eagle kick, causing him to vomit blood.

Yue Nantian stood up, and Yan Zhengdong called again. Within another round, Yue Nantian was kicked and fell into the bonfire.

At this time, Yue Nantian couldn't help but draw the knife.

Yan Zhengdong said sarcastically: "Master Yue, if you don't hit the target three times, draw your sword. If you continue to fight, you might be killed, so forget it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. How could Yue Nantian give up? A slap in the face in public would be the most fatal thing. He was so angry that he didn't care about the morality of the world. When Yan Zhengdong turned around, he stepped forward and struck Yan Zhengdong with a knife.

In the end, only the linen clothes were scratched, and the inside was completely intact. Yan Zhendong cursed secretly for the sneak attack, and then stepped forward to fight him again.

The Yue family's sword skills were unique. Yue Nantian held a long sword in his hand, and each strike was as fast as a sword. Yan Zhengdong was also struck several times by his exquisite sword techniques. If it were anyone else, he would have been hacked to death long ago.

It's a pity that Yan Zhengdong was not someone else. The knife slashed on his body without even a mark. When Yue Nantian saw this, he screamed: "Iron cloth shirt!" After saying this, he said angrily: "I don't believe you have no flaws." The knife rushed forward again.

This time, Yue Nan's swordsmen all attacked Yan Zhengdong's vagina. Yan Zhengdong did not dare to confront him and dodged away. Vietnam became excited when he saw this, and greeted Yan Zhengdong with his swords one after another.

Yan Zhengdong saw that Yue Nantian's mentality was already unbalanced, so he deliberately used a flaw. When Yue Nantian's sword was coming, a kite turned over and dodged, and reached out in the air to grab his neck.

With a strong force, half of Yue Nantian's neck was caught, blood splattered everywhere, and the fatal blow was extremely brutal!

The people watching around saw that someone was killed, and they dispersed in a rush. Only Liang Kuan secretly followed Yan Zhengdong to the street.

At this time, it suddenly started raining heavily. Yan Zhendong stood in the rain and looked at the fragrant hot rice on the noodle stall. His throat moved, but he did not step forward.

He turned to Liang Kuan, who had been following him, and said, "Why are you following me?"

"My name is Liang Kuan. I come from Meixian. I belong to the three sects and nine schools in the provincial capital. I am not good at kung fu. I am chased to the end of the road. I am beaten like a street rat even if I am just trying to survive. Your kung fu is so good. Take me in. Become an apprentice!" Liang Kuan begged as he knelt on the ground.

Yan Zhengdong sighed: "If you are good at martial arts, it is not your own place, and you are still at the end of the road."

Liang Kuan saw Yan Zhengdong staring at the noodle stall and said, "Master, you must be hungry. Find a place to take shelter from the rain first, and I will think of a solution."

Yan Zhengdong found an eaves and sat down, while Liang Kuan took advantage of the paralyzed boss not paying attention and stole a bowl, poured the leftover noodles and soup that others had eaten together and gave it to Yan Zhengdong.

Yan Zhengdong took up half of the drink. Seeing that Liang Kuan was swallowing his saliva, he handed the bowl back. Liang Kuan was also hungry and drank heavily.

The place where the two took shelter from the rain happened to be next to the brothel. When an old mother inside saw this scene, she said contemptuously: "It's so immoral for two men to drink a bowl of soup!" After that, she spit on the ground.

At this time, Yan Zhengdong secretly vowed to make a name for himself in Foshan at all costs to see who could look down on him!

He raised his head and looked at Liang Kuan and asked: "Who is the best in the provincial capital? Is it Huang Feihong?"

Liang Kuan hesitated for a while and replied: "Yes!"

Bao Zhilin and Liu Nan saw Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen bringing Pork Rong in, so they went to the house to find clean clothes for Pork Rong to change into, and poured them all a cup of hot tea.

While the four masters, apprentices, and Aunt Thirteen were sitting in the hall discussing countermeasures, two screams suddenly came from outside, and a strong man in linen opened the door and walked in.

There was a man following behind him, holding a broken umbrella to protect him from the rain. He shouted loudly: "I am Yan Zhengdong, a Shandong iron cloth shirt. I came to Baozhilin specially to meet with Master Huang Feihong and Huang. Who is this? Is it Huang Feihong?”

Zhu Zhurong said angrily: "Master, are you here to compete in the gym?"

Huang Feihong said calmly: "Shirong, pour some tea!"

Pork Rongxin ran to pour two cups of tea reluctantly.

Huang Feihong asked Yan Zhengdong to go into the main room and sit down.

Yan Zhengdong saw Liang Kuan holding an umbrella when he entered the main room. He felt very humiliated and reprimanded: "Liang Kuan, you didn't close your umbrella when you entered the room?"

Zhu Rong was stunned and looked over in surprise. It was Liang Kuan who he had saved his life. He immediately said angrily: "Eat everything inside and outside!"

Liang Kuan lowered his head in shame and did not dare to reply. After all, he was being hunted by the Shahe Gang at that time, and it was Zhu Zhurong who saved him, and the two of them had a good relationship later, but now he came to kick his master's house.

Yan Zhengdong said to Huang Feihong: "There is a rumor in the martial arts world that Master Huang is famous for his Hongquan. I also heard that Master Huang's shadowless kick is very powerful. I, Yan Zhengdong, plan to set up a apprenticeship in Foshan. I came to you to compete today because I want to All fellow villagers know that my Yan family’s martial arts are invincible!”

Huang Feihong replied: "I am under surveillance by the government now, and I'm afraid that my discussion with you will harm you! We have a long time to come, so forgive me for not being able to accompany you today!"

Without saying a word, Yan Zhengdong walked to the gate, kicked down Baozhilin's signboard, held it in his hand and said: "Huang Feihong, mother-in-law and mother-in-law are like sissies. Today you either fight me or I smash it." Your signature!”

Before Huang Feihong could reply, Liu Nan had already rushed over and struck Yan Zhengdong in the face with a tiger move.

Yan Zhengdong let go of the sign in his hand, put his arms in front of him to block the punch, and then raised his foot to kick Liu Nan.

Liu Nan's punch was not forceful. Seeing Yan Zhengdong's kick, Liu Nan dodged in the direction of the sign, reached out to grab Bao Zhilin's sign, turned over in the air and retreated.

Liu Nan handed the Bao Zhilin signboard to Yachasu and said to Yan Zhengdong: "I am Liu Nan, Bao Zhilin's youngest apprentice. Master has patients to take care of. I don't have time to compete with you. You must pass my test first." Bar!"