The Traverser of Marvel World

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Walking on the streets of Hong Kong in 1950, Liu Ruian was wearing a black suit with a stand-up collar and a pair of shiny black leather shoes.

Coupled with that handsome appearance, in the 21st century, he would definitely be regarded as a male god by countless women.

But in the current era, Liu Ruian, who is dressed like this, not only gets envious eyes from women, but also some malicious attention.

No matter what era or region it is in, avoid the attention of people who are engaged in fishing.

The place Liu Ruian turned into wasn't even a street, it was mostly an alleyway, and it was originally a poor area.

There are quite a few martial arts gyms nearby, and even this area is not empty, but people like fat sheep from outside don't abide by too many rules.

Fortunately, if you don't follow the rules, you don't follow the rules, and these gangsters are not so stupid as to seek death.

If he accidentally kicked the iron board, don't cry at that time, whether he will survive or not will not matter.

No, after Liu Ruian walked for a while, he suddenly saw a few half-sized + dǐng + ǎn + small + said, .↙¤, in ragged and old clothes, playing around from a very small place, even the alley I rushed out of places I couldn't talk about.

Obviously things happened very suddenly, and the little guys are also very close to Liu Ruian.

Under normal circumstances, the two sides are bound to collide.

But what made the onlookers dumbfounded was that someone's footsteps didn't even stop, and he easily escaped from the collision of the little guys with just a few swayings.

But it is even more confusing for bystanders. Someone has clearly escaped but has not left.

Instead, after wandering out for a few steps, he stopped and waved at the equally dumbfounded little guys.

After a few minutes. The little ones came in front of the three adults.

The three adults didn't care about what these little guys were chewing with their mouths bulging.

They care so much about what they receive from the little ones.

Yuan Datou.

Well, in fact, it can't be regarded as Yuan Datou.

Because there is no image of Yuan Datou on the front and back of the silver dollar at all, the front has complicated lines that make you dizzy when you look at it, but it is a pattern that does not know what it means, and two Chinese characters, the origin.

Each of the little guys has two silver dollars of this special style in their hands. The difference is that among the two Yuan Datou in each person's hands, only one is intact.

As for the other piece. Some were folded in half, some had clear fingerprints, and some were simply twisted into twists.

After the three of you confirmed again and again that the half-folded silver dollar, the clear finger money, and the mahua were all from a certain fat sheep, the immediate reaction was that there was something wrong with the silver dollar.

However, for those who are professionally engaged in fishing, how can it be impossible to recognize whether the silver dollars in their hands are real or fake.

Faced with this weird result, as long as you are not really stupid or your nerves are thick to a certain extent, you can see that something is not right.

Just when these three guys were looking for someone to ask for instructions with something. However, Liu Ruian came to a building with words painted on it.

A gust of wind blew by, and the sound of shouting came from upstairs.

Looking up at the top, Liu Ruian walked down the dark stairs to the balcony at the top of the building with a smile on his lips.

Several rows of young and middle-aged men in white clothes and black trousers are punching in a fixed way.

Don't talk about Liu Ruian. Anyone who has been in the industry can tell that these guys are all rookies who have just learned boxing.

It was the one standing in front of the untidy line, dressed in black traditional clothing. Quite a bit of a master's style.

Liu Ruian, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor, did not disturb these rookies from punching.

Instead, I admired it with great interest for a while. Then I easily analyzed this set of Wing Chun routines.

Don't look at the time is not long, and the routine is not complete.

But I really have to do it. Not only these rookies, but even the grand master may not be able to beat Liu Rui'an who uses this basic boxing method, and it is still under the condition of not cheating.

Huang Liang, who had spotted someone before, went up and down the corridor after punching someone, looked him up and down, and said with a playful smile:

"Young master from a rich family actually follows you to this kind of place. Could it be that he also came to learn boxing?"

"Learning boxing? No." Liu Ruian shook his head and said.

"Then what are you here for?" Huang Liang asked with the smile on his face.

"Looking for someone." Liu Ruian replied.

At this moment, the master who had also spotted someone's other apprentices, who was surrounded by the crowd, came over.

"I heard that Master Ye is here to teach boxing, so I came here specially to learn one or two." Said Liu Ruian, who ignored Huang Liang beside him and clasped his fists at the visitor.

"you!"

Before Huang Liang, who was angry at someone's tone, could finish speaking, he was stopped by Ye Wen who walked up to him.

"This friend, do we know each other?" Asked Ye Wen who clasped his fists in return.

"I know Master Ye, and I know that you fled from the mainland to Hong Kong." Liu Rui'an nodded and said with a smile:

"Miura, the highest officer who defeated the Japanese army in Foshan City before, was almost plotted to death by the opponent's subordinates."

"This time I came here because of the reputation, but Master Ye won't know me."

Huang Liang, who was standing aside, looked at someone who was dressed better than him and looked more handsome than him. Out of a state of mind that he couldn't even describe, he interjected:

"After all, I dare not even report my name, it's really..."

"Shut up!" Seeing that someone is not simple, Ye Wen naturally didn't want his proud disciple to get into trouble that he shouldn't, so he scolded him immediately.

"Huang Liang, Master Ye's eldest disciple." Sensing the hostility of a certain little guy, Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"He has an impulsive personality and doesn't like to use his brain but his fists when doing things. Master Ye, you have to keep an eye on him, otherwise you will easily cause trouble for yourself."

"I, Ye Wen, how to teach my apprentices is not up to outsiders to tell." Reaching out to stop the impulsive Huang Liang, Ye Wen said flatly:

"But I really want to know, why do you think I will definitely fight you?"

"It's very simple. First of all, I just want to learn from each other, and I don't have any malicious intentions." Liu Ruian said with a smile:

"Secondly, I also know that after Master Ye fled to Hong Kong, all his family business was lost in the mainland."

"Master Ye's wife is pregnant again, and she managed to pay the tuition fee to take care of her body, but she always waives the small tuition fee."

Having said that, Liu Ruian casually took out a thick stack of brand new red banknotes, then threw it at Huang Liang and said at the same time:

"Here is 30,000 Hong Kong dollars issued by HSBC Bank. Regardless of the outcome of the discussion, this money will be regarded as my personal wish."

Subconsciously taking the stack of new banknotes, Huang Liang couldn't help but took out one to look at, and then found that it was indeed the new Hong Kong dollar that had been issued by HSBC for a few years.

Ignoring Huang Liang's behavior of checking the authenticity of the banknotes, Liu Rui'an, who looked at Ip Man, finally made up his knife and said:

"Finally, as long as Master Ye is willing to discuss with me, I can tell you Zhou Qingquan's whereabouts." (To be continued.)