The heavens: pushing across all realms

Feng Ji was a little disappointed.

In later movies, Yan Zhendong's iron shirt showed super defensive power.

He is invulnerable, and even the first time he fought Huang Feihong, he was able to draw a tie.

However, with this kind of iron cloth shirt skill, he couldn't even catch his own punch.

You know, the Iron Clothes Shirt is a top-notch hard qigong that is as famous as the Golden Bell Hood.

In this era, it can be considered a powerful horizontal training.

Feng Ji couldn't help but think of Zhao Jinhuan.

This person has also mastered the Golden Bell Mask Kung Fu.

But the first time he fought against me, he was punched by me and was knocked back a few steps.

At that time, my attribute points were just five times higher than those of ordinary people.

He suddenly realized that it was not that Tiebu Shi was weak, but that he was already too strong at this time.

Feng Ji was slightly lost in thought, shook his head, and said to the soldiers: "Take him out of the strong martial arts meeting!"

How could the soldiers dare to talk nonsense? Facing a strong martial arts meeting of three hundred pairs of people, more than twenty of them would not dare to say anything.

Carrying Yan Zhendong on their backs, several people hurriedly ran out of the strong martial arts meeting.

The team of nearly a hundred people outside lost Yan Zhendong's command and became a little sluggish.

"roll!"

Feng Ji led the people out and shouted at the army.

The sound was like thunder, which immediately made all the soldiers react, and they quickly turned around and left in a panic.

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers in the Qiangwu Association.

"Hahaha, the president is mighty!"

"With the president here, no officers or soldiers dare to enter our martial arts meeting!"

"Will anything happen if you offend the officers and soldiers like this?"

"What can happen? The president is the number one in Jinmen, so he is afraid of them?"

"The president is fine, what about us?"

"Damn it, what do you mean? If you are afraid, get out of our martial arts club!"

"That's right, damn it, there are so many men in Shandong who are killing officials and rebelling, you are so damn scared!"

"The president has said that these big-headed soldiers are not qualified to go into the city to arrest people. What are you afraid of?"

…

Feng Ji knocked Yan Zhendong away with one punch, and his prestige in the Qiangwu Association instantly reached its peak.

Some disciples who had been bullied by the government directly worshiped Feng Ji as a god.

There are also timid and cowardly people who are uneasy and begin to worry about their future.

Someone sneaked out of the strong martial arts association and disappeared quietly.

Feng Ji didn't stop him and just regarded it as a purification of the Qiangwuhui disciples.

What he wants is the disciples of the Qiangwu Association who listen to his words.

Rather than these disciples who are afraid of the government and the imperial court.

Standing on the street, Feng Ji stared at the fleeing Beiyang New Army with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After repelling this hundred-man team this time, who knows if it will attract more next time.

We have to find a way to prevent this group of people from coming back!

Thinking of this, Feng Ji turned around and said to Yan Si, Zhang Jin, and Zhao Jian: "You guys come in with me."

After entering the house, Yan Si and others looked at Feng Ji, a little worried.

Even Zhao Jian, who seems to be stubborn, knows that offending the government will not end well.

Even though he was coming forward just now, he was also a little worried at this time.

"President, what should we do next?"

"Damn it, what are these officers and soldiers going to do when they come to us to force us?"

"Yes, President, why did they arrest you?"

…

When several people asked, they were all puzzled.

Feng Ji looked indifferent and drank a cup of tea.

"I killed He Sheng'an."

"What!"

"puff--"

Yan Si, Zhao Jian and others suddenly stood up in shock, and Zhao Jian spit out a mouthful of hot tea.

"This...this...why?" Yan Si couldn't help but said in shock.

Feng Ji didn't hide anything and said directly: "He and the Iron Blade Sect are secretly plotting to deal with my Feng family. I'm just going to attack first."

"When did it happen? Master." Zhang Jin couldn't help but ask.

Feng Ji waved his hand: "It doesn't matter anymore. The person has been killed. The government currently has no evidence to arrest me, but the government never pays attention to evidence when doing things. If they take me back and torture me, they will always get the answer."

"Among the Jinmen, there is no one else besides me and Huo Yuanjia who can kill the master of the Iron Sword Sect."

"It's not unusual to find me."

Feng Ji said this, and the others couldn't help but nod.

Indeed, Master Qin of the Iron Knife Sect's Kung Fu is not something that just anyone can assassinate.

No wonder someone came to the door so quickly.

"President, do you have any plans?"

"Yes, President, you don't seem worried at all?"

Several people couldn't help but ask.

Feng Ji nodded: "This is what I planned."

"What's the plan?" Yan Si couldn't help but ask.

Feng Ji looked at a few people and said: "The environment in Jinmen is complicated. Although it is close to the capital, gangs are rampant."

"As far as I know, many Boxers from Shandong have also sneaked into Jinmen. I'm afraid that there will be unrest in Jinmen soon."

"In these troubled times, if you don't have strength, you are just like fish and meat, ready to be slaughtered."

"I want to build a team that can protect everyone in this troubled world. What do you think?"

As soon as Feng Ji finished speaking, Zhao Jian couldn't help but slap the table and said excitedly: "Okay! This is great, President, I am the first to support it. Damn it, Shandong men are full of blood. If they dare to make peace, they will kill Foreigners, but the imperial court is full of eggs. Today they are afraid of Russia, but tomorrow they will lose to Japan. Damn, they have no blood at all and they only know how to bully us and other common people!"

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu looked at each other, and Yan Si couldn't help but said: "It would be great if this could draw a team, but this matter is not that easy. If it was so easy, why would Fifth Brother disband the escort agency and go to General Liu?" ?”

Rich Wang Yuan looked at Feng Ji and said, "President, do you have a plan? If it is convenient, please give us a thorough explanation first, so that we can have some confidence."

Feng Ji glanced at everyone and said: "Of course I know this matter is not easy. At first, I wanted to become an official and be able to control some military power."

"But I happened to meet this piece of shit named He. He didn't say anything good to me, but he also wanted to harm me, so he simply killed him."

"Now that we can't get an official position, I think we should unify the Jinmen Guohuang Gang first."

"Let the government know that in Jinmen, if you want to touch us, you will have to break your muscles and bones!"

Everyone looked at each other and felt a little excited.

Yan Si was relatively calm and couldn't help but ask: "It is not difficult to unify the Jinmen gang with the current prestige of our strong martial arts association, but if you want to fight against the imperial court, I am afraid... you are not able to do it, right?"

Feng Ji smiled and asked, "What do you think is the difference between us and the imperial court?"

"If the imperial court is determined to deal with us and sends out troops and fires guns and cannons, how can we survive?" Yan Si said bitterly.

Feng Ji grinned and said, "What if we also have guns?"

"What?"

"Do we have guns?"

"Where is it?"

Several people were immediately shocked and stood up one after another.

Feng Ji smiled: "Aren't there ready-made guns and cannons over there at the small station?"

"What?"

"President, you mean... rob the military camp?"

"Is this...is this possible?"

Everyone was stunned for a while.

This idea really exceeded the limit of their imagination.

Robbery is always about robbing the weak.

Who dares to rob the army?

Feng Ji grinned: "Don't worry, let's try it with our Master Yan first."

…

In less than a stick of incense, Yan Zhendong had already woken up.

When he woke up, he looked confused and stared blankly at the roof of the county government office.

A series of doubts ran through my mind.

Where am I?

Oh, wasn’t I arresting people from the Qiangwu Association?

Yes, I was punched, and then...and what happened...hiss——

As soon as he touched his forehead, severe pain suddenly hit him.

There was a big bruise and bruise on his head, and from a distance, it looked like he had a longevity peach on his head.

He couldn't believe it.

"I was knocked unconscious?"

He was a master of iron cloth shirt training, and Yan Zhendong, who ranked first in the Beiyang New Army Competition, was knocked unconscious by a punch!

If you say this, who will believe it?

But it just happened!

He couldn't even remember how the opponent punched!

Yan Zhendong's face instantly became extremely solemn.

"What a strong martial arts association! What a great Feng Ji!"

He has understood that Feng Ji, the president of the Qiangwu Association, has incredible martial arts skills!

When the other party takes action, I can't even react!

"If he wanted to kill me at that time, wouldn't I..."

His heart trembled, even though he was confident that the iron cloth shirt could block swords and guns, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

No wonder this person is so domineering and not even afraid of the government!

It's really a poisonous insect, it deserves to be damned!