Chapter 68 Try it out

In a thunder car, I went all the way to the ring road. After driving for more than an hour, the Dongfeng warrior had turned to a quiet and deep place with high walls in the western suburbs of the capital.

Gradually, as far as you can see, the trees are undulating and the water is rippling. It is hard to imagine that such a world integrated into nature can be preserved in an international metropolis like the capital.

At this time, the sun was already setting, and the red clouds covered half of the sky in the west, burning like a fire. After a while, the car turned into an inconspicuous alley. After driving forward for less than two minutes, I saw an antique gate with two rows of upright armed police standing guard.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by the guard at the door, saying that the state guesthouse was not open to the outside world, and idle people were not allowed to enter. However, Thunder said a few words in the car, took out his ID card, and immediately let it go. Although the State Guest House is an important place for national leaders to carry out foreign affairs activities, and it is also a super-star hotel for the country to receive heads of state and important guests, with the identity and status of thunder, there will be no problem to enter.

"Mr. Zhang's dinner tonight is located in Building 7 of the State Guest House. Most of the people who come are dignitaries, and several national treasure experts from the Palace Museum will conduct on-site appraisal of the batch of Yuanmingyuan antiques brought back by Zhou Lin from Russia. At that time, there will be a very short ceremony, if my message is correct. By the way, the family of Tang Niu, who was killed by you at this time, should also take action.

Thunder said, stopped the car, and greeted Wang Chan and Zhou Yahan to get out of the car. He turned his head and looked at Wang Chan's face and suddenly looked a little strange: "Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance. Mr. Zhang, the host of today's dinner, is also a senior of the gossip school. When it comes to the relationship, he is afraid of Tang Niu's grandfather. There is also a little relationship. I told him about you when I called just now. He is very interested in you!"

"Oh? I have heard of the faction of Bagua Palm before. There are eight disciples from Dong Haichuan, only Zhang Zhankui's one. Han Muxia spread kung fu into the army. It seems that the big knife team of the 29th Army was trained by him, and the pistol team of the Northwest Army has something to do with it. The old man who practices the gossip palm and is an old man in the army, is it possible that the old man surnamed Zhang you mentioned is the kung fu of this school?

Wang Chan tilted his head. After a long time, he suddenly said something amazing, and the thunder was shocked.

It turns out that Zhou Lin's father's predecessor is really similar to Wang Chan's. In those years, Han Muxia, a hero of the Republic of China, was eager for justice and righteousness. He once worked as the chief national martial arts instructor in the Huangpu Military Academy for a long time. He taught the kung fu of Xingyiquan and the Bagua Palm, which he was best in his life. There were not one or two true legends in the two parties of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party of China. The most famous of them was actually the director of the Political Department of the Huangpu Military Academy at that time. "Prime Minister".

Otherwise, later, the current affairs were chaotic. It seemed that the prime minister, who seemed to be a scholar, would not often go deep into the enemy's rear. The reason was that the tiger's mouth was also "tech and bold". Later, the gossip palm took root in the army. The old man in Thunder's mouth was actually a leader of the Central Guard Corps when he was in the position. Guide.

And the reason why Wang Chan can know the secret of this piece of gossip palm is, of course, it is also a boring story from his old man in his spare time. You should know that in those years, Wang Daliangzi was a famous "beard" in the three northeastern provinces. He was a good man from the green forest. In that year, the doorways on the rivers and lakes were clear and well-known.

"Huh? Do you know a lot?" Thunder glanced at Wang Chan and looked a little surprised. However, now he also hates that Wang Chan has used means on himself to do things. He really can't afford to talk to Wang Chan. He only sneered a few times and led the way and led Wang Chan into a three-story building surrounded by green trees.

This small building is only the most ordinary old red brick building from the outside. It is not short in age, but only when you open the door and walk in, will you find that there is actually a hole in it. The decoration is magnificent and luxurious is far more than that of an ordinary five-star hotel.

However, these things have nothing to do with Wang Chan himself. In his eyes, there is not much difference between a thatched house and a palace. Whether it is the four walls of the family or the golden glory, the most fundamental function of the house is only to shield the wind and rain.

As soon as he entered the hall, Wang Chan's eyes lit up. From afar, he saw a white-haired old man strode out of the outer corridor.

The old man's steps are very big, but every step is flat, like a mud, very steady, lifting his feet to the ground, no shock, looking at it seems to be a little slow, but in fact he walks very fast.

Far away, I saw Thunder, Wang Chan and Zhou Yahan. They opened their mouths with a burst of laughter. The voice was grand and full of air, and they could not hear that this was the voice of an old man who had already aged.

"Sure enough, he is a master who has practiced the gossip palm all his life. Unexpectedly, he has practiced kung fu into his bones. Whether he sits or walking, he is practicing kung fu. This old man seems to be at least 70 years old, but the kung fu on his legs is not a little stronger than that of Tang Niu, who is in his prime. He really walks like the wind, stands like a nail, and looks like Dragon, sit like a tiger, old and strong!"

In a blink of an eye, the two people were less than a dozen steps apart. Wang Chan looked at the old man secretly. Although the old man was old and his physical strength had gone downhill, his face was ruddy, like a baby, energetic, and his eyes were as clear as water, and he could not see the heavy eye bags and turbid eyes of the ordinary old man at all.

He is wearing an old-fashioned green military uniform, and the "old man's shoes" with a thousand-layer soles are on his feet, which makes people know at a glance that the old man is a bold surname and a pure military background.

"Grandpa Zhang!" Seeing the old man, the tall Thunder made a respectful salute first.

This old man dominated the world in those years, but there were several good players in the Central Guard Corps. Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, he had always been close to protect the chairman. Now, although he has already retired, he has a wide range of contacts in the army, and he is also a close friend of the Lei family.

Wang Chan also pulled Zhou Yahan, who was at a loss beside him, and saluted like a thunder. For such an old man, even if he doesn't look at his identity, his achievements, and only look at him as a senior in the gossip school, Wang Chan should maintain enough respect and courtesy.

"Little Stone, is this the Wang Chan you just told me about, who killed the heir of the Liang faction?" The old man nodded with a smile, but he was never wordy and went straight to the point.

"Grandpa Zhang, how many times have I told you? Don't call me by my nickname. My name is Thunder!" The old man's "little stone" in his mouth immediately made Thunder, a big man, red and black. He only felt that he had lost face in front of outsiders such as Wang Chan and Zhou Yahan, and there was no shame at all.

"Oh! The little devil has grown up and knows that he is bad. He doesn't even let Grandpa Zhang call his name. You are really capable! Let me tell you, even if you have a grandson, as long as the old man is still alive, it is natural for me to call you Little Stone. The old man walked in front of him, slapped the thunder, blew his beard and stared at his eyes, which was rare for him to be childlike.

"Okay, okay!" Thunder covered the place where he had been beaten by the old man and hurriedly retreated. When he was a teenager, he had learned Xingyiquan and gossip palms from the old man, so there was really nothing he could do with the old man. Moreover, the old man has practiced boxing all his life. Although he is old and can't maintain his physical strength at the peak, the kung fu of the gossip palm is getting more and more perfect. It's really uncomfortable to hit his body like countless steel needles in the meat.

In a hurry, he took the disaster to the east, took over the original topic, pointed to Wang Chan and said, "This man's name is Wang Chan, that is, Tang Niu, the grandson of Tang Jieshou, who just killed Tang Jieshou. Don't you want to see him? I brought him to you. You can do it yourself! Where is Zhou Lin? I'll take her daughter to find him. You two talk slowly!"

"Oh, it's Zhou Lin's daughter. He's on the third floor. You go up first!" Hearing Thunder's words, the old man immediately looked at Wang Chan and his eyes lit up. He waved his hand impatiently to Thunder. He only casually said hello to Zhou Yahan, and stretched out his hands to Wang Chan and twisted himself over.

"Young man, let's put our hands first and try our strength."

Wang Chan's heart is awe-in-heart. In the past, boxers used their hands. Whether there was hatred or not, there were inevitably deaths and injuries. Therefore, in modern times, there has been a deep and shallow method of "hand-up" in boxing martial arts, in order to reduce disputes and deaths and injuries between peers. But if you put it on an old man who has practiced inner boxing all his life, it will not be a kind of temptation in a simple sense.

The martial arts of the inner family are all over the veins, and the whole body is like a strong drum, like a huge ball of lead and mercury inside the outside. It can sprout vigorously between his hands and feet, causing the enemy to die, just like Wang Chan's internal explosive hand in his vigorous kung fu earlier and silently restrained the thunder, just as the same truth.

The master of the inner family competes with each other, and it is a killing trick that kills people at any time. How can Wang Chan dare to be a little careless?

"The old man is so pure and 'change of airs'!"

The boxing racks in the gossip palm are divided into three types: fixed shelves, live shelves and changing shelves. The first two are still used to practice long kung fu, and the last one is really used to beat people. It pays attention to the unity of the inside and outside, and it is easy to lead the body. Change freely, interspersed at will, not bound by the gossip palm itself, and it is a killing trick.

The old man obviously practiced to this point. When he raised his hand, he was as light as a feather, like lightning, and as steady as a rock. It's also up to Wang Chan not to take it seriously. With a sigh of praise, he also put his hand over and touched the old man's hand.

Sure enough, as soon as the two hands touched each other, Wang Chan suddenly felt that the opposite old man in his seventies, a pair of dry and thin old hands seemed to contain infinite power. An area where the palms touched, the pores of the skin stretched and shrank, and the force seemed to be a spring of the ground, together, and it was contained but not exposed. Suddenly, I knew that the old man's boxing and martial arts were really old and strong, and the real strength of the inner family was fascinated by him. Although he may not be better than himself, this method of controlling the inner strength must not be as good as himself.

da shou da shou is different from the real martial arts competition. It is a deep and shallow. Although it can't represent all the kung fu levels, it can test a person's mastery of his inner strength.

So Wang Chan put his hands together and immediately shook his body. He took a step back and forcibly pulled back his hands. The collapsed old man's hands shook violently and jumped more than half a foot high.

"Oh, you practiced Shaolin's kung fu! It's strange that you still transferred from the outer door to the inner home. It's strange that your kung fu seems to have a little bit of martial arts. Good boy, Zhenyuan is introcious. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that it won't take three or five years, and you may have an elixir. No wonder you can kill the grandson of the old guy Tang Jies hand?"

"The seniors are smart, and the old should be strong!" Wang Chan was shocked. He was also surprised and admired that the old man could see so many ways from himself in a short time.

Only masters in the world, as expected, there are endless. In the land of the capital, crouching tigers and hiding dragons, as soon as I came here, I met such a master-level figure. I am not alone!!!

"I have lived for so many years, and I have practiced a lot of Shaolin kung fu well, but there is no one like you who can enter the inner martial arts from the outside door. Even a hero like General Xu is probably not as good as you. It's just that you young people, after all, are too angry and don't know how to tolerate. You will cause a big disaster on a whim. Do you know who Tang Jieshou is?

The old man shook his hands gently and nodded to Wang Chan: "From the sect, he is still one of my brothers, but there are many branches of the gossip palm. It's messy to talk about it. It's useless to talk about it, but he is now one of the ten elders of the Hongmen General Hall in Honolulu, under his command of hundreds of thousands. The disciple of Hongmen wanted to avenge his grandson, and each of them spit out and smashed you to death. However, when you kill Tang Niu, he kicked the hall first, not a malicious murder, so according to the rules of Hongmen, if they want to take revenge on you, they will definitely ask someone to challenge you again, to fight life and death, and the enmity is one-size-fits-all.

"The world has a grudge against the world. As long as I don't play conspiracy and tricks, I'm not afraid that someone will challenge again. If I'm not as good as others, I won't regret being beaten to death!" Wang Chan smiled gently and talked about his life and death, as if he were talking about others, and his face was in a mess.

"You are really a boxer. There are fewer and fewer people like you now!" After listening to Wang Chan's words, the old man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were shining, as if he suddenly remembered something he missed, and his eyes looking at Wang Chan became full of appreciation.

"Today's dinner was originally prepared for Zhou Lin's child. It happens that you are also here. Let's attend together. Stay with me for a few days afterwards. Let's have a good chat!"

(to be continued)