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"Who is the best in Foshan?"

Gong Baotian smiled after hearing this: "In front of you, there is no one in Foshan who can fight."

"You boy, you really know how to tell nice things. We came to Foshan this time just to open a Jingwu branch and promote the spirit of martial arts.

There are many martial arts schools in Foshan, and Northern Boxing is rejected. If there are no outstanding achievements, it will be difficult for the Jingwu Association branch to start here. Do you understand? "

Gong Baotian nodded, "It's the last word to be able to fight. It would be half the effort to find the most powerful person to compete with, so it seems that only one person is suitable."

"who?"

"Bao Zhilin, Huang Feihong."

"The son of Huang Qiying, one of the Ten Tigers of Guangdong?"

Next to him, Cheng Tinghua asked.

Gong Baotian said, "It was he who founded Baozhilin to save the world and save people. After Liu Yongfu fought against the French army, Huang Feihong became the head coach of the Guangzhou militia.

Huang Feihong has two secret skills, one is the shadowless kick. According to legend, few people who were defeated by him could see clearly how Huang Feihong performed the kick.

The two are the twin shapes of a tiger and a crane. The tiger shape has the power of practicing qi, the dragon is soaring and the tiger is leaping. The crane shape is full of spirit, and the qi is calm and leisurely.

I fought Huang Feihong several times, and I was greatly shocked. His boxing style draws on the fierce offensive of Buddhist boxing, and the strict defensive style of Hongjiquan. His boxing style is powerful, and it is Huang Feihong's unique boxing style. "

"Foshan Shadowless Kick, Tiger and Crane Double Shape Fist, well, I have heard about it for a long time. Since Huang Feihong is open-minded and chivalrous, it would be disrespectful to challenge him rashly."

Zhang Jingyun said that people in the martial arts world have the best reputation, and it is not the right way to use Huang Feihong's name to open a branch of the Jingwu Club in Foshan with great fanfare.

"Why don't I mediate to help you? Don't worry, Huang Feihong is a rare benevolent and righteous knight. I can establish myself in Foshan with his help."

Jianghu is not just about fighting and killing.

More often, we have to talk about human nature and sophistication.

Although Gong Baotian has only been in Foshan for more than two and a half years, he has been recognized by many martial arts colleagues due to his excellent kung fu, and he is considered to have a certain status.

Zhang Jingyun had no intention of becoming enemies with Huang Feihong.

Gong Baotian's willingness to act as an intermediary would be a solution. If Huang Feihong was willing to support it, it would definitely be more convenient to open a Jingwu branch in the south.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you then. I'm here for the first time and haven't seen much of Foshan's customs and customs. I'll go out for a walk later without bothering you."

Zhang Jingyun nodded and said.

Gong Baotian suddenly reminded tactfully: "No problem, I just need to say more, junior, foreigners control Guangdong more than the capital.

When you are away from home while the Grand Master is away, be careful not to conflict with foreigners. The Qing officials here basically listen to foreigners and do not help outsiders but inside. "

"Has the Qing court degenerated into this?"

Cheng Tinghua slapped the stool, and it fell apart. Gong Baotian's heart suddenly started to bleed. This was the finest Hainan huanghuali!

"There is no other way. The foreigners can attack us at any time with their strong ships and cannons. In the capital, the Qing court will support us in killing the foreigners in the early stages.

But here it is.

Foreigners are their fathers. "

Gong Baotian summed it up well.

"Don't worry, don't we know what's appropriate? We all go our own way. We won't conflict with foreigners until necessary."

Zhang Jingyun asked Gong Baotian to relax.

But what Gong Baotian is most worried about is Zhang Jingyun. Others may not know it, but he knows best that Zhang Jingyun is a ruthless person who even dares to kill the Queen Mother of the West.

"Just calm down."

Gong Baotian really doesn't want to move.

………

It is said that many martial arts masters wandered the streets of Foshan, extremely interested in the novel changes in the south. Newspapers, photo studios, Western bicycles...

There are all kinds of strange things that no one can see in the capital. You can look around here, look around here and look at the locals who come into the city.

"what!"

Shang Yunxiang suddenly kicked out, and as the smoke filled the air, looking around, he actually kicked the camera that was taking pictures on the roadside to pieces.

Zhang Jingyun: "..."

"This is a camera, which is equivalent to painting for people, but more realistic. Whatever you look like is what you will look like in the end, exactly the same."

Zhang Jingyun paid fifty taels of silver and said helplessly, this kind of old-fashioned camera, when you press the shutter, it roars like it is on fire.

Shang Yunxiang kicked over instinctively.

With the strength of the Iron-legged Buddha, can the camera be good?

"Is this thing worth fifty taels of silver?"

Shang Yunxiang muttered.

Just such a black box, fifty taels of silver, which is too expensive. In the capital, five taels of silver is enough to feed a family of three for a year.

The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts. Although those who practice martial arts are not considered poor, fifty taels of silver is really not a small amount. Zhang Jingyun only spent dozens of taels of silver to get married.

"Don't be stunned by foreigners' things and rare things. Let's all buy two sets of new clothes, and then take a group photo here to commemorate them."

Zhang Jingyun said proactively.

He had plenty of money. When the allied forces invaded, Zhang Jingyun raided many foreign churches, looted a large amount of gold and silver, and buried them in secret places.

Ten small yellow croakers were left in the system space. Compared with Cheng Tinghua, Li Cunyi and others, he was considered a serious local rich man.

Put on new clothes and tidy up your face.

Zhang Jingyun and other nine people sat on a bench, eyes wide open in front of the camera, and with a click, nine extremely precious old photos were born.

"Exactly like a real person!"

"Foreigners' things are sophistication."

"One tael of silver is worth it!"

Zhang Jingyun carefully put the photo into the space. It can be said that the nine people in this photo can support half of the martial arts world.

"Snapped!"

Everyone was talking, and gunfire suddenly started.

He looked for the sound of gunshots.

Finally, it fell on the British patrolmen on the pier. One of the patrolmen's gun was smoking, and a vegetable vendor was killed on the spot by him.

"You actually killed someone in broad daylight!"

Someone nearby yelled angrily. This vegetable vendor was originally carrying a basket of vegetables to sell to the foreign ships on the dock.

It's just that he can't tell which country's flag it is.

In the end, he accidentally walked onto a boat belonging to Da Ying and was beaten to death by the Da Ying patrol on the spot without even a chance to leave.

"The ship is British territory. No trespassing is allowed. Drag this man away quickly. The British Empire will not hold him accountable."

The British patrol officer said impatiently.

"No way!" Li Shuwen had the hottest temper. Seeing this situation, he was about to go up and argue, but Zhang Jingyun reached out and grabbed him.

"Let's see and then talk."

Soon the sound of gunfire attracted the officers and soldiers of the imperial court. Several people immediately accused the officers and soldiers of the crimes of the foreigners, and the officers and soldiers directly pushed them away.

"You don't know the national flag and you run into other people's boats. If you get shot, you will have to consider yourself unlucky. Go away quickly and don't anger foreigners anymore."

After speaking, the officers and soldiers dragged away the body.

Then he got a bucket and wiped the floor clean.

"The speed of these officers and soldiers washing the ground is not slow. They look very skilled. Hey, it is difficult to find such professional losers in the world."

Zhang Jingyun was deeply moved.

On the other side, the friend of the deceased naturally refused to give up, "Humph, the officers and soldiers don't care about the people, but someone else is in charge. Let's go to Commander Huang to make the decision!"

"Yes! Find Huang Feihong!"

A group of people from Wuyang carried the deceased to Baozhilin, and soon arrived at the gate of Baozhilin. There was a couplet hanging in front of the door, a sword coming out of the box, and Zhicao in the forest.

Wu Quancui, a disciple of Huang Feihong who was in the Hanlin Academy, wrote for him a couplet of "The sword soars into the sky, and the flowers of zhi are everywhere in the forest." Huang Feihong took the first two characters and the last character as the name of the medical center, namely Bao Zhilin.

"Fellow folks, what happened?"

Huang Feihong walked like a dragon and stood in the crowd. He stood out like a chicken among the crowd. He had such an aura that ordinary warriors definitely didn't have.

Even martial arts masters such as Sun Lutang and Li Shuwen can feel that Huang Feihong is extraordinary, and they estimate that this person is the most outstanding in the southern martial arts community.

Several people explained the cause and effect to Huang Feihong, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed, asking him to make the decision. People can't die in vain.

Huang Feihong comforted everyone and said that the matter would be resolved tomorrow. Finally, everyone dispersed, leaving only Zhang Jingyun and other northern martial arts masters who had not yet left.

"Who are these gentlemen?"

Zhang Jingyun stepped forward and said, "We, the northern warriors, first arrived in Foshan and did not expect to encounter such injustice at the dock, so we came to see how Master Huang would solve it."

Huang Feihong's mind changed and he reacted and said, "It turns out to be Hero Huo Yuanjia, and Gong Baotian has come to my post. I didn't expect all my martial arts colleagues to come in person. It's really brilliant."

"Master Huang, you're welcome."

“The vegetable vendors who were beaten to death, including seniors and juniors, were beaten to death by the British patrol police for no reason. This matter must not be let go.

Don't worry, everyone, Huang will never sit idly by and ignore it. Tomorrow I will go to see the commander of the British warship in person and ask him to give an explanation. "

Zhang Jingyun nodded.

That night, Huang Feihong invited everyone to his house. As a famous Nanquan master in Guangdong, Huang Feihong had practiced Hong Quan to perfection.

However, the martial arts in the north has always dominated the martial arts in the south, and southern boxing masters like Huang Feihong are also very curious about the northern martial arts.

After everyone had a drink, they exchanged martial arts.

Without saying a word, Cheng Tinghua applied a set of Baguazhang, Youlong Bagua, sixty-four hands, tricky angles, and fierce moves, showing his profound attainments.

"Who are the master master and Mr. Gong Baotian?"

Huang Feihong saw at a glance that Cheng Tinghua and Gong Baotian came from the same palm school. Sure enough, Cheng Tinghua said that Gong Baotian was his nephew, and Huang Feihong hurriedly paid his respects.

"It's Old Man Cheng! Disrespectful!"

Later, Li Cunyi played another set of Xingyiquan, and Sun Lutang mastered Sun Style Tai Chi, integrating the three major internal martial arts into one, which can be called a masterpiece of martial arts.

Huang Feihong watched intently

In the end, Li Shuwen also showed off his hands and boxing skills. Everyone was ahead of him. He didn't want to make it more difficult, so he used a set of Liuhe guns.

Huang Feihong also asked Huang Feihong to find a mirror and stain it with blood. Soon there were flying insects lingering on the mirror. Li Shuwen shook his gun and stabbed it. The flies and mosquitoes died but the mirror was not damaged.

"The northern martial arts world is really full of talents. I thought Gong Baotian was already a master, but now I see that I am sitting in a well watching the sky."

Huang Feihong was secretly surprised.

If it were Gong Baotian, he thought he had an eight-point chance of winning, but if it were Cheng Tinghua and Li Cunyi who had a five-point chance of winning, the outcome would be 50-50.

He was not sure about Sun Lutang, the tiger-headed young protector. He had about a three to four chance of winning, but Li Shuwen was no match for him in a weapons competition.

This is just a few people practicing.

Huang Feihong knew that Zhang Jingyun was the most respected among the nine people. It could be seen from their daily words and actions that they admired Zhang Jingyun from the bottom of their hearts.

Obviously Zhang Jingyun's martial arts is even better.

However, Zhang Jingyun had no intention of taking action tonight. Huang Feihong was embarrassed to mention it, but the skills of these people alone had opened his eyes.

The next morning.

Huang Feihong took Yaca Su to meet with the British commander. In addition to the British commander, there was also an American present, whose Chinese name was Ji Shan.

This meeting was facilitated by the admiral.

The admiral took a sip of coffee and said with a look of enjoyment: "Huang Feihong, these are General Wiggans, the commander of the British fleet, and Mr. Jishan, the businessman of the American fleet.

They are magnanimous and no longer pursue the vegetable vendor for boarding the wrong ship. You should also stop insisting on asking for compensation from the vegetable vendor. How about letting it go? "

Huang Feihong said: "This is unfair to the vegetable vendor. Who is not born and raised by his parents, why should he die in vain? How can the admiral solve it like this to calm the public's anger?"

"Public anger?" the admiral snorted coldly, "Huang Feihong, which yamen sent you? What qualifications does a commoner have to discuss decisions with the government?

Now that the capital has just ended its war with foreigners, the relationship with foreigners is to tolerate peace and quiet for a while, take a step back and the world will be brighter, so don't be too troublesome. "

Huang Feihong picked up a piece of bread.

"These breads are made with our flour, and the foreigners set up a concession area in our area and set up restricted areas.

If we Chinese are still suspicious of each other and tolerant of foreigners, sooner or later we will not even have flour to make bread. "

The admiral disagreed.

"Huang Feihong, you have a close relationship with Liu Yongfu of the Black Flag Army, but he has too much time to take care of himself in the south. How can you make waves?"

Wiggans expressed satisfaction with the admiral.

"Your government is so magnanimous!"

………

Huang Feihong walked out of the western restaurant silently.

It's okay for foreigners to be arrogant and unreasonable, but even the government is helping the foreigners oppress the people. It's very hateful!

"Master Huang, haven't we reached an agreement?"

Zhang Jingyun asked in Baozhi Forest.

"Feihong is incompetent and has failed to live up to the expectations of the folks. Alas, in today's world, I thought that teaching people to practice martial arts would help me strengthen myself and save the country.

Nowadays, it seems that the government is lax, foreigners are rampant, and the people are suffering. Martial arts alone cannot solve the country's difficulties. Where is the way to save the country? "

Huang Feihong said confused.

Zhang Jingyun said, "The road to saving the country lies at your feet. Master Huang, I wonder if you would be interested in going out with us tonight?"

"Where?"

Huang Feihong couldn't help but ask.

By nightfall, Huang Feihong fully understood that Zhang Jingyun, Cheng Tinghua, Sun Lutang and others had put on black night clothes and had face towels wrapped around their faces.

"Master Huo, is this a British ship?"

Huang Feihong, like Zhang Jingyun, wore night clothes and his face was covered, making it impossible to tell his identity. When he touched the British ship, he vaguely guessed something.

"Master Huang, sometimes the world is like this. If you want to change the world, you have to break the rules and treat others the way you want!"

As soon as Zhang Jingyun finished speaking, he threw out a rope, which was hung directly on the deck several feet high. Zhang Jingyun climbed up first, followed by Cheng Tinghua and others.

Huang Feihong also followed.

When they reached the deck, the British ship had not found anyone yet. Zhang Jingyun used Qinggong to search inside the ship, and soon saw Commander Wiggans and others drinking and having fun.

However, there were many people with guns and ammunition outside the cabin. Zhang Jingyun gave Huang Feihong a pistol and then rushed out.

The next second.

A scene that stunned Huang Feihong appeared.

Grand masters such as Zhang Jingyun, Cheng Tinghua, and Sun Lutang actually all held muskets and fired at everyone they encountered. The sound of gunshots and the sound of firing came one after another.

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

Huang Feihong saw Zhang Jingyun holding two guns and shooting, becoming more and more courageous as he fought, killing all directions. In an instant, dozens of British patrol officers were killed.

Not to be outdone, Cheng Tinghua, Sun Lutang and others could only respond to violence with violence against these British patrol officers who killed people whenever they said they would.

"die!"

Li Cunyi held a broadsword in one hand and a pistol in his right hand. He fired his bow left and right. If the British patrol officer was close, he would kill him with a knife, and if he was far away, he would shoot him in the head.

After the baptism of the coalition war two and a half years ago, coupled with the accumulation of these two and a half years, the masters have already developed superb marksmanship.

"Master Huang, kill him!"

Han Muxia passed by Huang Feihong and whispered. Although he joined the group later, he had strong receptivity and quickly mastered the essence of martial arts.

How can you become a grandmaster without a gun?

Huang Feihong did not expect that Zhang Jingyun, who was harmless to humans and animals, would be so bold as to lead a group of people to sneak into the British ship and kill the British ship's patrol officers.

But I don’t know why.

Huang Feihong was infected by this scene, and his blood boiled. It seemed that some seeds had sprouted in his heart, and he couldn't wait to take root and sprout.

Zhang Jingyun moves extremely quickly.

Shang Yunxiang, who had the fastest legs, still followed behind him. He, Li Shuwen, and Yang Shaohou maintained fire suppression for Zhang Jingyun in an instant.

Zhang Jingyun had already rushed into the cabin!

"Is your name Wiggans?"

Zhang Jingyun saw a foreigner dressed as a general, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, blond hair and blue eyes. Wiggans knew something was wrong the moment he heard the gunfire.

He was cautious and waited for Zhang Jingyun and others to show up. Wiggans and several of his men quickly opened fire, shooting like Zhang Jingyun.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingyun drew his gun faster.

Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

They were also shooting, and the American Iai marksmanship was much faster than that of Wiggans and other foreigners. Huang Feihong followed closely behind and was extremely shocked to see this scene.

In the hail of bullets, Zhang Jingyun rushed to the front and inevitably received several bullets, but the bullets could not hurt him, and Zhang Jingyun fell away with a shake.

Huang Feihong was shocked.

The surface of Zhang Jingyun's body is filled with a faint golden light, which is obviously some kind of magical skill practiced horizontally, making him truly invulnerable.

"This is the leader of the northern martial arts world!"

Huang Feihong felt that he paid enough attention to Zhang Jingyun, but he didn't expect to underestimate him. He could dominate the world just by practicing magical skills.

Zhang Jingyun did not give up on killing General Wiggans, but continued to search the ship with other masters, and soon discovered something unusual.

Everyone actually found many Chinese people deep in the cabin. These people were all in ragged clothes and suffered so much. When they saw them, they seemed to see a savior.

Huang Feihong suddenly realized.

Why did the British ship patrol shoot the vegetable vendor? It turned out that the British ship was selling laborers. Most of these people were deceived by high-priced labor.

Then the British naval patrol refused to let him leave.

Just wait until enough people are gathered to sail back to Daying.

"Foreign ghosts go too far!"

Huang Feihong was furious.

Zhang Jingyun said, "Not only the British ships are doing this, but the Americans you met during the meeting are also involved. We are going to have a trip, will you go?"

"go!"

Huang Feihong did not hesitate.

In fact, when Huang Feihong went to meet the commander of the British ship, Zhang Jingyun and others had already gone out to investigate and found out that there were many job advertisements on the market.

Why is there a mountain of real money in San Francisco?

This beautiful country is a paradise, money is picked up everywhere!

………

If you use this method to deceive people, what else can you do? You can only give them an eye for an eye and let them all stay and sleep on this land.

Zhang Jingyun repeated his old tricks.

The US ship actually heightened its vigilance when it heard the gunshots, but so what? Zhang Jingyun and others climbed onto the US ship from all directions.

Huang Feihong also completely awakened.

His speed was astonishing, a few points faster than Shang Yunxiang. He was holding the pistol given by Zhang Jingyun, with a kind face, da da da! Da da da! Keep firing!

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