Chapter 164 Nonsense?

"This...this...how is this possible...?"

Seeing the flash of white light all over the sky, dozens of his men held their wrists and fell to the ground. Sun Changgeng, an old man, was also distracted and sat down on the ground with a plop.

As early as at the dinner party more than two months ago, he had seen Xu Changchun and Wang Chan do it with his own eyes, but at that time, for the sake of his own safety, he had long been hiding in the crowd in the distance. Although he knew that the fight in the field was extremely fierce, he finally "didly eyes" because of his ignorance of martial arts. He didn't understand it at all. The big war in front of him was beyond imagination.

Therefore, this also directly led to the warning that Xu Changchun called him "never be the enemy of Wang Chan" later, which was like a deaf ear and didn't care at all.

Until this moment, things happened to my family. Close at hand, Sun Changgeng saw Wang Chan's mouth spraying white light with his own eyes. The two white spirits came and went like a dragon. Then he suddenly remembered the "words" that Xu Changchun said. Suddenly, he beat his chest and regretted!!

However, it's still late! At this time, he had gone, and all his men broke their wrists. Wu Zhong took the rope effortlessly, one by one, tied into a string. As soon as Sun Changgeng was about to speak, Wu Zhong went up with two slaps in the face. He hit his eyes and his head was dizzy. When he woke up again, he was even tied to death with his hands behind his back.

At the same time, they gathered together not far away. The disciples of Hongmen who were ready to get on the car and leave were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Bai Qifeng only felt a chill in the back of his head, and his back was cold. He was looked at by Wang Chan from afar. At that moment, he shouted loudly, how dare he stay here more.

More than a dozen people, hula, scrambled to get into the car and left in an instant.

"Brother Wang, these people are all looking for trouble anyway. Why do you want to let them go? Wouldn't it be better to clean it up together?" Wu Zhongsheng pulled and stuffed Sun Changgeng and his party into the garage downstairs. When he turned around and came back, he couldn't help but feel a little strange to see several cars in Hongmen disappearing in the night.

Although they have not been together for a long time, Wang Chan's temper is good, but Wu Zhong is very clear. Wang Chan has never taken the initiative to provoke trouble. Whenever he has time, he either practices boxing or tempering gas. All day long, he is used to meditate on other people's sleeping time at night. His surname is dull, and even a little introverted. But once things come to an end, the way to deal with the problem is also the simplest and most direct. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, you come and kill me. I will kill you.

It is reasonable to say that these people in Hongmen and Sun Changgeng's Northeast Gang are all the same way. They don't have a good intention, but at this time, he doesn't understand how to catch a group and release a group with Wang Chan's surname. Isn't this to let the tiger go back to the mountain?

"Except for Lv Chaoyang, the rest of the people are all small miscellaneous fish. It's useless to kill them. It's better to let them go back to Hongmen to say something about what they saw today...!" Wang Chan snorted and didn't mean to continue to explain.

But he has said it very clearly in and out of his words. At the point, Wu Zhong can also understand the meaning of the points.

After all, Hongmen is still the largest community organization of Chinese in the world. With hundreds of years of background, no one can easily insult it. It is useless to kill Lv Chaoyang. On the contrary, it adds fuel to the fire, which makes the hatred between the two sides deeper. Instead of this, it's better to be generous and give them a way to live. After letting these people go back, tell what they have seen and heard. Maybe they can also call the bosses of the Hongmen Association to think about it in their hearts. Is it worth it to be an enemy of yourself!!!

This is the standard strategy of "adgression as progress" in the art of war. Although Wang Chan acted directly and did not like clever calculations, he practiced the way of soldiers and martial arts. To put it bluntly, he still had to pay attention to "arraying troops". As his boxing martial arts became higher and higher, he learned more and more from the "Arctic Beidou Purple Sutra Song".

Therefore, although the surname has not changed, the means of doing things are affected by the concept of soldiers, but it is a little less domineering and more domineering than when I first went down the mountain.

Wu Zhong nodded: "That's good. Hongmen is very powerful after all. After this departure, the Northeast Gang immediately lost a helper, leaving only the An Zai Dao of South Korea and the Sato family of Japan. Brother Wang can also save a lot of effort to deal with it."

"You will ask Sun Changgeng to call in person in a moment and ask the Northeast Gang to let Xiaohe and the seven others go immediately. If you don't let them go, you will kill all these people and bury your brothers!" Wang Chan suddenly looked up at the sky: "It's not too late. I'm going to go to the city soon to meet the two masters of South Korea, but before that, you have to find some people for me and arrange..."

It's night, Novosibirsk taekwondo hall building.

Although it is already past eight o'clock in the evening, as the seat of the taekwondo association in the whole Siberian region, it is still brightly lit. In the Taoist hall below the fourth floor, the evening training courses are in full swing.

From time to time, dozens or hundreds of people came out of shouts, which spread through the wall and outside, which also added a little anger to the quiet night in Novosibirsk.

At the same time, in a reception room on the fourth floor of the Taoist temple, an old man in a typical Korean dress is sitting opposite a middle-aged man in a kimono with a wide shoulder and a thick back.

Between the two, a small yellow pear tea table was full of exquisite and small tea sets, and there was a small red mud stove next to it, boiling water, and the water was brewing and steaming like clouds.

Naturally, these two people came thousands of miles to find Wang Chan to settle accounts. South Korea and Japan, two well-known martial arts masters, An Zai Dao, the first master of the Korean Taekwondo League, and Sato Uemon of the Sato family.

At this time, both of them are kneeling on the ground at this time. One is over sixty years old, with gray hair, thin and skinny, like the most ordinary old-fashioned, old farmer in the countryside of South Korea. One is tall and healthy. He is also five feet tall on the ground, with a cold face, like a knife and axe. When the Tibetan man sat opposite each other, he was like two old friends who had not seen each other for many years, drinking tea and chatting, very leisurely.

There are some similarities in Han's culture. Although the age difference between the two people is a teenager, they have known each other for a long time. Although they are not good friends, they are no strangers. Especially this time, both sides came with the same purpose, and naturally came together.

In the past few days after Russia, neither of them were idle. On the one hand, they relied on Sun Changgeng of the Northeast Gang to obtain all the information about Wang Chan and analyze it familiarly. On the other hand, they also mobilized their own forces and began to investigate Wang Chan.

Today, Sato Uemon finally couldn't help taking action. He sent several masters in the family to carefully arrange and harm Wang Chan, but he didn't expect that there was no news back, so Sato Uemon came to An Zaidao to discuss this matter. Let's see if there is a mistake.

"Youweimen, you are the backbone of Yamato-ryu karate. Have you ever been assassinated by your competitors in your life?" The hot tea in his hand was swallowed into his stomach. He was as thin as wood, but his eyes were as bright as stars. South Korea's first martial artist was there, and he suddenly asked.

"Where there are interests, there are disputes, and where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. From the age of 17, I became a martial arts to 23 years ago. Almost every year, I have been plotted and sniped every year, but whether it is from outside or within the family, the result is that they are dead, and I am still alive! In this world, only the brave can be fearless and invincible. Sato Uemon laughed, and his voice was full of the sonorous meaning of gold and iron, and he spoke like a rumbling drum echoing in people's ears.

"Since I practiced martial arts with General Cui Hongxi, I have seen one hundred and seventy-three assassinations with my own eyes. There are all kinds of means, but the general can take risks every time without being hurt." An Zaidao's words shocked Sato Youweimen, and at the same time, he was in awe. He knelt down and his upper body was as straight as a gun.

The "General Cui Hongxi" mentioned by An in Daokou is actually the founder of Taekwondo in South Korea. According to China, he is also a "generation of masters". When he studied abroad in Japan, he began to gradually improve the Hualang Taoist boxing in ancient Korea, and on this basis, he challenged the whole one by one. Ben's martial arts master has an amazing record, so his reputation in the martial arts world is even greater than that in China.

Those who can create a martial arts school must have their corresponding charm. This is also the reason why Sato Uemon immediately expressed enough respect and respect when he heard An Zaidao mention the name.

"Because the general was opposed to the civil war, once in his hometown, he was besieged by hostile forces. With his bare hands, he faced dozens of guns of the enemy, but the result was still the same. Only I, a useless disciple, was shot three times and almost died." An Zai Dao stretched out his hand and gently pressed them three times between his chest and abdomen: "So far, the warheads of the three bullets are still in my body and have not been taken out. This is not that our country's medical level is not good, but that I insist on keeping them as my warning, so that I can be tired, lazy, tired and weak. I worked hard enough to defeat myself, so without these three bullets, I wouldn't be who I am now.

"Is it?" Sato Uemon's neck slightly turned around: "The general is a real perfect man. His ancestors have always admired him very much, but it's a pity that Uemon didn't have the chance to pay homage to him face to face, which is a lifelong regret. However, Elder An has inherited the general's manor, which is blue and consistent. Moreover, your country's taekwondo, like China's karate, has become popular all over the world. After suppressing the Chinese martial arts, the general will certainly be very gratified.

"Is that really the case?" An Zai said with a smile, "You and I should be very clear whether you have suppressed Chinese martial arts. China is really too big. Even if today's young people are influenced by foreign culture and refuse to practice boxing hard, under the huge population base, what is hidden is often the real grass and wild dragon snake, just like this Wang Zen. Although the information provided to us by Sun Changgeng is really debatable and unrealistic, which one-sidedly exaggerates this person's force, since he can do so many earth-shaking things in China and come to Russia, he is still living well, which is enough to show that Wang Chan has enough ability. , protect yourself under the pursuit of China's political axe.

"As for how huge the energy in the hands of China's political axe is, I believe you won't be clear about You Weimen. Think about the director of the National Security Bureau, if I remember it well, as early as 30 years ago, when the Chinese martial arts team visited, he challenged the 17 martial arts masters in your country, including you. Miss Jin Yingzi of the Fuji family, but such a person happened to die under the hands of Wang Chan! Do you think it works to deal with such people by relying on guns and cannons alone?

"I don't know about this either...!" Satoemon frowned fiercely: "The few subordinates sent are almost all martial artists with more than seven sections. They are not only proficient in our Sato family's karate jiu-jiu-jitsu, Aikido, and practiced the purest gossip palm kung fu, but also have also received the most cruelest training at the elders of Iga ninjas, but as long as there is a line Opportunity, they will also complete their mission. Even if they sacrifice themselves, they will not hesitate... If Wang Chan is just an ordinary martial artist, I dare to say that he must be doomed. On the contrary, if it is really the same as what Sun Changgeng said in the information given to us, even if it is only a few points of truth, the result is hard to say...

"Maybe I did something wrong today, and they haven't come back yet."

An Zaidao gently poured a cup of tea for himself, took it in his hand, and deeply sucked the fragrance of tea: "Since you have done it, don't regret it. If your operation fails, then according to the description of Wang Chan in the materials, with his last name, it is likely that you will take the initiative to come to you today. Just like the last tragedy that happened here, for people like him, there is only one way to solve the problem, that is, to kill the matter directly. If it can be done today, it will never be left until tomorrow. So at the right guard gate, we still need to take some precautions before that.

"I will never believe the nonsense in the information. If he dares to come today, I will come to learn how much his boxing and martial arts have reached. Unexpectedly, it will force the Lin family, who is in power in China, to deal with him together with so much dextness.

(to be continued)