Kung Fu Movie Time Travel

When everyone heard that they could really get the rice, two bold people immediately raised their hands and shouted:

"Master Ye, I'll go too!"

"Then I'll go too!"

Li Zhao waved to the two people who raised their hands, motioning them to come over, then walked up to the arrogant Japanese officer, bent down and said in Japanese:

"Sir Sato, we've got all the people, you can go!"

Sato glanced at Liu Nan and the others with contempt, nodded, waved his hand and led a few Japanese soldiers towards the door.

"Follow me!"

Li Zhao said something to the two martial arts masters who signed up, and followed them side by side with Liu Nan.

In the Japanese military car, Li Zhao whispered to Liu Nan:

"Master, you must be careful when you take action later. It doesn't matter if you defeat those Japanese soldiers. That General Miura still recognizes the Chinese who can defeat their Japanese soldiers. He usually gives rice, but don't kill them." ,

Now that we are under the eaves, we have to lower our heads and just get some rice. It won’t be worth it if we don’t lose our lives by then! "

Liu Nan took a deep look at Li Zhao and asked deliberately:

"I understand, why would you want to be a translator for the Japanese?"

Li Zhao was startled after hearing this, then sighed and said:

"Master, I don't want to either, but..."

Liu Nan smiled and said:

"If you and your family were asked to settle in Hong Kong, would you be willing?"

Li Zhao smiled bitterly and said:

"Now that the Japanese have blocked the exits, it is very difficult to get out. Besides, my whole family is pointing to me as a translator to earn some food. How will I live after I go to Hong Kong?"

"What if I give you another amount of money that is enough to live on?"

Liu Nan said again,

"That's not a good thing, master, stop joking with me!"

Li Zhao smiled bitterly at Liu Nan and said,

Liu Nan nodded, roughly confirming Li Zhao's thoughts, and said nothing more.

Half an hour later, the car took Liu Nan and others to the temporary Japanese military base.

Under the leadership of Sato, Liu Nan and others walked smoothly into a warehouse in the center of the base.

The warehouse has obviously been remodeled by the Japanese. The middle part is divided into two by a large iron gate. Outside the iron gate are Japanese soldiers with live ammunition and martial arts masters brought in with food from all over Foshan.

The iron gate was transformed into a large training ground. On the first floor, there were more than a dozen elite Japanese soldiers wearing white training uniforms sitting cross-legged.

In the center of the second floor stood a Japanese officer wearing a Japanese military uniform. He was none other than General Sanpu. With his hands behind his back, he looked down at everyone present, as if looking down at ants.

Standing next to him was Sato, who had just led Liu Nan and others into the base, and a small group of Japanese soldiers with guns.

On the practice ground, Li Zhao held a small bag of rice and said loudly with a Foshan accent:

"Let me say it again, for a while, everyone can compete with anyone on the training ground. If you win one-on-one, General Sanpu promises to give the winning martial artist a bag of rice. If you win one-on-one, he will give two bags. If you win a pair of three, you will get three bags!

If you can't beat him, just fall to the ground and admit defeat. As long as you admit defeat, nothing will happen. And even if you admit defeat, you can still get a bag of rice as long as you fight well. Now, who of you wants to come first? "

As soon as Li Zhao finished speaking, the martial artist standing at the front of the iron gate shouted:

"I come!"

"Master Li, well done, let those Japanese see how powerful we are!"

The dozen or so martial artists standing outside the iron gate suddenly cheered loudly.

However, reality is always not as good as imagined.

In fact, the master surnamed Wang is quite famous in the Foshan area for his martial arts passed down from his family.

But the Japanese in white clothes they faced were all carefully selected elite soldiers in the Japanese army. Their hands were stained with unknown amounts of blood, and they were very murderous. Moreover, they practiced sparring with Foshan martial arts masters every day, and their actual combat capabilities were greatly improved. very strong,

His attacks were decisive and ruthless, without any sense of sloppiness. Therefore, within a few rounds of taking the stage, Master Wang was hit in the vital part by a blow and knocked to the ground.

This Master Wang is also a man who cherishes his life. He was overwhelmed by the opponent's momentum, and he felt that he was probably no match for the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side. If he continued to fight, he might lose his life accidentally. If he didn't admit defeat decisively, he might still be able to survive. Mix in a bag of rice,

Seeing Master Wang fall to the ground, Li Zhao waved his hand and admitted defeat, then raised his head and looked at General Sanpu on the second floor.

Seeing General Sanpu shaking his head, he could only sigh and said:

"We lost too quickly. Without rice, who else would be willing to come up?"

There was silence for a moment outside the iron gate, then a sturdy man raised his hand and said:

"I come!"

The iron door opened and the man came on stage, followed closely by a Japanese soldier who stood up.

Although this man's moves are not as good as those of Master Wang before, he is quite powerful and has good ability to withstand blows.

Although he still lost in the end, the Japanese soldier he fought against also felt uncomfortable. He also suffered from a bruised nose and swollen face.

Li Zhao looked at Sanpu again,

This time General Sanpu nodded with satisfaction. His purpose was to hone his men's martial arts skills and at the same time appreciate different kung fu.

If the opponent gives up before playing a few times, it doesn't serve his purpose, and naturally he has no rice.

Li Zhao handed the man a bag of rice and said:

"Who else wants to try?"

So far, although some people have got rice, they have not won a game. This makes the martial arts masters outside the door focus all their attention on one person.

Of course, it wasn't Liu Nan. Liu Nan was standing at the back with soot on his face. Everyone's attention was on the competition field. No one recognized him for a while.

In fact, they were looking at Master Liao, because veterans who have been here several times know that Master Liao can win every time he comes.

Master Liao straightened his clothes. Today he is going to try three dozen to see if he can bring more bags of rice home. His son is also growing now and eats more.

Just as he was about to raise his hand, a voice from behind sounded before him,

"Li Zhao, let me try!"

It was none other than Liu Nan pretending to be Ip Man. When he saw Master Liao raising his hand, he knew something was wrong. In the original plot, Master Liao failed in a one-on-three challenge and was shot in the head by Sato.

Now that Liu Nan is here, he should save him if he can. After all, Master Liao is not a bad person, so he took action first.

After Liu Nan's voice sounded, everyone focused on him.

"Master Ye!"

Master Liao turned around and saw Liu Nan, and shouted with some surprise. He had competed with Ip Man, so he was familiar with him, and he recognized him at a glance.

"Master Liao!"

Liu Nan bowed his hands towards Master Liao, and then walked towards the iron gate. Everyone made way for them.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Ip Man's name resounded throughout Foshan back then, and everyone still recognized Ip Man very much!

Liu Nan bowed his hands to the people who made way for him again, and walked into the iron gate.

"Tell them, I'm going to fight ten of them!"

As soon as Liu Nan arrived on the court, he said something shocking to Li Zhao:

Li Zhao's hands shook in fright, and he quickly shouted in a low voice:

"Master, you are crazy! If you hit ten of them, you will be beaten to death!"