Chapter 59 Kicking Hall

Hongmen, commonly known as the Tiandi Association, is a secret organization of "anti-Qing and resuming the Ming Dynasty" that emerged in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It has been active in Fujian, Jiangxi, the Taiwan Strait, the Yangtze River and the Yangtze River and the Pearl River basins for a long time. Due to the bloody suppression of the Qing court and the forced to take an extremely secretive closed form to preserve their strength, some Hongmen Hui Party began to turn to overseas development organizations.

Up to now, the power of Hongmen has long been spread all over the world. Where there are almost Chinese, there will be "Hongmen", which is an indisputable fact.

No wonder Hongxiulin can call for the wind and rain in Harbin and occupy the whole mountain. The people who come and go are not rich or noble, but the backer behind it is the giant overseas Hongmen.

Hong Changqing waved his hand and motioned that all the people in the room to withdraw. Then he nodded to Lin Yuanshan with a smile: "I also heard that there is a young man named Wang Chan next to Zhou Lin's daughter, who is particularly powerful. I'm afraid Lin Shao will have any obstacles tomorrow. It just so happens that I also have a young man named Tang Niu. It's especially good at fighting. It's the 'red stick' here. It's an authentic gossip palm kung fu, but it can be lent to Lin Shao.

"It's okay to have your words. The key is that it's not the time for the Lei family and I to completely fall out. Although Lei Ting will leave tomorrow, I can't take someone to sweep her field immediately. Otherwise, I will be in trouble if she sues to my old man. I have long heard that your Hongmen have always been a martial arts heir. The red sticks of each mountain branch are real practitioners. In addition, my superior Confucian, the two of them can just come to the door together and kick the hall to challenge according to the rules. In this way, even if Lei Ting comes back, she will never blame me. Lin Yuanshan suddenly laughed.

"I also understand this. You people play politics and do great things, but red flowers don't want green leaves to accompany you. Lin Shao is not a thing in the pool, and sooner or later there will be a flying dragon in the sky! As long as you come forward to help me get the Tiangang stone, I, Hong Changqing, will naturally go back to Honolulu and advise several bosses to help Lin Shao build momentum and help your Lin family to take office early.

Although Hong Changqing is not an "official", as the master of the Honolulu General Hall in China, he has also seen many high-ranking "noble people" from all parties, so even if he is with a Tide file like Lin Yuanshan, he is neither humble nor arrogant, and there is no meaning of admonsting.

For Lin Yuanshan, the power of the overseas Hongmen General Office is obviously worth spending a lot of effort on "investment and operation". Although since the liberation, the original local forces of Hongmen have gradually withdrawn from the country and turned to a broader external space for development, the separation of the General Assembly is almost all over the world, and the influence among overseas Chinese is unparalleled. The cooperation between the two sides is a typical "win-win", for the capital forest. For home, its meaning is self-evident.

"Ban!" Lin Yuanshan slapped hard on the table, so that the wine glasses in front of him jumped up: "Don't worry, Boss Hong, I, Lin Yuanfang, want to do things without leaking. Now I have to deal with Lei Ting's stinky girl. Although there are still some problems, it is still very easy to get someone out of her Bluebird Building. Let's wait and see. I'm going to play a good play for you tomorrow. Whether it's successful or not, Wang Chan must be dead, and Zhou Yahan will never run away.

"Hmm! In fact, I also want to see how powerful Wang Chan is. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, domestic sports continued. At that time, many big boxers were either arrested, criticized to death, or went abroad, resulting in the loss of many skills. Up to now, martial arts boxing is more popular in some places abroad than in China. Hong Changqing gently took a sip of wine in a glass and licked his lower lip again. The light in his eyes was shining.

"What do you know? That Wang Chan is not a human at all! If you want to see how Liu Laosan died, you should know how powerful this guy is. It seemed that the tragedy in the Jinhai Tower a few days ago appeared again. Lin Yuanshan snorted and lit a cigar, and his sinister face loomed in the smoke.

"Cough! The outside world is finally impetuous. It's a heart-to-heart fight, which makes people not clean. It's just that now, I can only take one step. Fortunately, more than half a month has passed. In a few days, Zhou Lin should have a letter. I don't have to stay here again. I can't practice boxing solidly. . Lei Ting is going back to Beijing tomorrow. Listening to the inside and outside of her words, it seems that it is also hinting to me that Lin Yuanshan will come to me for trouble. I hope that after passing through the Jinhai Tower, he can restrain himself. Otherwise, he will come again. Nine times out of ten, he will come for Zhou Yahan. If so, it will be inevitable for me to kill again.

Just as Lin Yuanshan and Hong Changqing were plotting to drink in the red sleeve forest, Wang Chan was also confused. He sat on the open-air balcony of the Blue Bird Building and kept thinking about what Lei Ting had said to him during the day.

He lives a simple life and thinks more simply. In the past 20 years, he has never tried his best like these days. Everything in the city, whether it is material life or what he has seen and heard, is even a heavy burden for him.

Since he came to Harbin, Wang Chan has even been able to feel his mental fatigue and discomfort.

However, after all, he is a person with a firm mind. His heart is pure and points directly to his heart. Unlike any secular martial artist, he has such a tie from all aspects. The principles and bottom line in his heart are not to be surpassed to any extent. So after a little thought in my heart, I quickly had a very clear understanding of my current situation.

"Wow!" He suddenly opened his mouth and took a long breath, poured into his chest and lungs, swelling like a hill, and then squeezed his lungs and spit out all his breath.

It seems that he has strengthened his belief in his heart. Wang Chan breathed this breath, long and blew it out, as if a gust of wind blew on the ground. The pages on the table in front of him were messy and fell to the ground one after another. Among them, the three volumes of the Huang Ting Sutra were displayed in front of him. No The dense handwriting images inside are exposed.

At this glance, Wang Chan was shocked again. Suddenly, he felt a bang in his mind, and then the clouds opened to see the moon, and it was clear.

"The world is a big dyeing vat. I jumped in to jump out again. As soon as I go, I have experienced and through the world. If I can always guarantee that my heart is the same, putting it in the Taoist family will be a kind of training and growth of kung fu. Why do I have to resist? Just move forward with all my heart, but if there is a hindrance, just cut it all off. In these three volumes of Huangting, it is said that there is another realm innate. Although I don't know if it is illusory, there is always a rush. I won't call Wang Chan in this world. If there is no goal, what's the point of living? It's better to die together with the grass and trees.

Suddenly, there was a long smile in his mouth. Wang Chan stood up, raised his palms to his chest and violently expanded them one by one, and then shook his whole body. Suddenly, he crackled out a series of bone explosions. A few meters away from his body, he was immediately affected, and the wind roared. Under the light, there was a whirlwind that was visible to the naked eye around his body, and even a cotton cushion he had just made was blown all over and blown out.

Just stand up and make a slight momentum, you can actually empty it into the wind, and the power is the same.

According to the Records of Cang County in the Republic of China, Li Shuwen, the eight-pole master, was short, thin and powerful. Every time he clapped his hands indoors, five feet away from the window, the bed paper shook and sounded, and all of them were broken.

This is a phenomenon that will naturally occur after a person exercises the true strength of the inner family and leaks the true qi. If Li Shuwen claps empty like this, it is an authentic "spray palm" or "hundred-step magic fist".

Now that Wang Chan's thirteen Taibao has been vigorously refined, the kung fu of easy tendons and bones has been achieved. The internal and external forces are sent from the heart, but the hands and feet are really not inferior. The skills and prestige of those top boxing masters in the Republic of China.

As soon as he stood firm, Wang Chan seemed to feel a series of cannons in his body. It seemed that his whole body was from the inside to the outside in an instant, and many places that had never been opened before had been opened by him.

It is also a pile method of "the root of heaven and earth", but the effect at this time is much better than that of the daytime. He can even clearly feel the continuous surging power in his blood. The Yangtze River flows through the meridians all over his body like a river, like beads walking on the jade plate, and the nodes are smooth.

"Inner elixir is a solid image of the essence of the body's vitality. It's like in the golden autumn, when the osmanthus flowers are fragrant and the fruit is first, it naturally has a heavy feeling. The scriptures also say, 'proclaiming morality, harmony is gentle, children and mothers are of one mind, isoling evil spirits'. But it is a tree, with the trunk as the mother and the fruit as the child. A person is angry as a mother and a god is a son. It turns out that only by refining his own spirit can he exert the greatest strength in his body. No wonder that when I stand on a pile during the day, I can't really penetrate the whole body. Originally, I thought it was because I had practiced at home for a few days, and now I understand the problem. However, it is on himself, and his mind is unconsciously affected by external things. He can't understand it, and there is a demon in his heart.

The sky gradually turned dark, and there was silence in the city. In the middle of the moon, and in the middle of the night, Wang Chan took off his clothes, looked up at the sky, and looked down at his feet, but he had no idea in his heart. He only tried to temper his spiritual boxing.

The so-called "heart demons" of Taoism are all born from their own desires. If people's desires are continuous and their desire for profit is smoked, negative emotions will naturally rise. Over time, they will not be able to suppress it. They can't calm down, and they can't give birth to real wisdom. Fortunately, at this time, Wang Chan has penetrated his heart, made clear his own will, and set a grand goal to pursue another realm above the highest martial arts. His heart is as firm as a mainstay.

As the saying goes, if you have no desire, you will be strong, and if you have tolerance, you will be great! Wang Chan's standing pile, carrying the air machine, the skin, muscles and bones on his body, and his internal organs suddenly trembled one after another, which made him have a magical feeling that his whole body was wrapped in power.

Wang Chan knows that this is the true strength of his inner family through his whole body, and boxing martial arts have really entered the transformation. Although there is still a long way to go from rebellish innate return to the truth, at least he has learned a lot from the Taoist nine turns to Danfa in the past few days. Experience and benefits.

Inference from this, it is not difficult to imagine that as long as he has done enough efforts to build the foundation, the future will naturally be bright.

The form of Neidan is only in the morning and evening.

This is also the biggest benefit of combining the thirteen Taibao's horizontal kung fu with the inner elixir of the Taoist family.

This night, as always, Wang Chan practiced boxing all night, until the eastern sky was bright, a wisp of purple gas came to his face, and the whole city came alive.

And early the next morning, Lei Ting had left the blue bird and was picked up by a black red flag car. Wang Chan stood on the roof and took a look, but did not go down to see her off. She just returned to the room and took a hot bath. After washing up, she just had breakfast, she heard the phone ringing suddenly. Come on.

Picking up the phone, Zhou Yahan's eager voice immediately came from inside: "Uncle, come down quickly. It's not good. Two people came to our bluebird kicking hall, and two coaches have been injured.

"Why did someone come to kick the hall as soon as Lei Ting left? The time was so accurate, as if the two sides had made an appointment." As soon as Wang Chan heard this, he frowned and knew that things must be a little strange. Nine times out of ten, he came for himself. He immediately said "come down immediately" and walked out of the room to take the elevator.

At least he is still wearing the name of the head coach of Blue Bird. Wang Chan can't sit idly by. What's more, if this matter is really aimed at him, he can't avoid it.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Wang Chan felt the unusual atmosphere in the blue bird.

At this time, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and the people who should come to work were in place, and the whole staff of Bluebird hundreds looked a little nervous. Fortunately, at this time, when the members of the club gathered in large numbers, only a few members stood together in twos and whispered to each other.

And these people are obviously different from the employees of Bluebird. They are very excited while talking, and they look eager to try and watch the fun. After all, kicking the gym is very rare in modern society. They have only heard this form of competition and provocation in martial arts in some rumors in the past, but they have never seen it with their own eyes.

"What's going on? Who came to kick the hall? Seeing Zhou Yahan, with an anxious face in front of the elevator, was spinning around and looking around. Wang Chan quickly stepped forward and asked questions.

"Oh, uncle, why did you come here? Don't mention it. The two people have gone to the fighting classroom on the 36th floor and challenged all the martial arts masters. Let's go up quickly. The coaches have all gone up just now. As Zhou Yahan spoke, she hurriedly opened the elevator and pulled Wang Chan to rush.

"Don't worry, what's going on? Does anyone come to kick the hall? Wang Chan frowned and was speechless about Zhou Yahan.

"Yes, yes!" Seeing the elevator start, Zhou Yahan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Wang Chan with an excited face, "Kick the hall, uncle, I've been here for several years. This is the first time I've seen this meeting!" Good boy, the two people were fierce one by one. As soon as they went to work, they blocked the door. First, they posted a post to the front desk, indicating that they wanted to challenge all the coaches of our Bluebird to learn martial arts. As a result, they were meeting two taekwondo black belt coaches, and each of them fell down in a blink of an eye. It was simply too arrogant..."

"Oh! Sure enough, I'm ready!" Hearing Zhou Yahan's upside-down story, Wang Chan finally understood the context of this matter.

I know that there are a total of two people who come to make trouble this time, one old and one young. One of the martial arts coaches in the blue bird fitness is one. No matter what family and what kind of kung fu they practice, they just stay at the level of teaching people to exercise. Although they can also deal with the siege of two or three people after learning, it is a little useful, but they have to He is a real boxing master, but it is obviously far from enough.

If Wang Chan is not bad, the person sent by Lin Yuanshan to find trouble with himself and Zhou Yahan, it will certainly not be a "kick" in the ordinary sense. I'm afraid that the coaches of Bluebird are not even qualified to train others.

"Uncle, be careful! Both of them are awesome. When she got to the ground, Zhou Yahan pushed open the door of the fighting classroom and seriously told Wang Chan. Wang Chan nodded and walked in. He immediately found two people standing on the fighting field in the middle of the classroom, one old and one young.

The young one is about the same age as Wang Chan. Although he is not tall, he is short and tough. Standing there is the most conspicuous. The other person next to him was an old man with a red face. He would not be more than fifty years old. He wore a well-dressed Tang suit and held two pieces of iron in his hand. He was stunned and kept ringing.

As soon as Wang Chan came in, he also focused his eyes on the old man who looked like a middle-aged man. If he remembers correctly, this man should be the one who was in the Jinhai Tower and finally came in a hurry with three bodyguards and shot Zhang Daocheng to death.

Although Wang Chan did not know the old man next to Lin Yuanshan, when he met on the narrow road that day, he was already deeply impressed by this man's light and agile body like a white crane spreading his wings. With a glance, he recognized that this person must be a master proficient in Wing Chun's white crane boxing.

At the same time, Wang Chan walked into the room and immediately attracted the attention of the two people opposite. They looked up at each other, and their eyes moved, showing a solemn look.

"Are you Wang Chan?"

(to be continued)