Chapter 171 The Northeast Gang wants to reconcile?

Unlike Sun Changgeng's ancient castle manor, this Feng Jiugong's manor is completely a Russian-style farm. It is up and down the river and across both sides, occupying a large area of fertile land, and there is no tall wall outside. It's just lined with strong wooden stakes and pulled on the wire thisteri net. In the manor The surface used to block the external view is completely dense larch forests. Looking at it from afar, it is dark.

"The power of the Northeast Gang in Siberia is so huge that it can openly open up such a large land near the city. It can be seen that Feng Jiugong, who has not yet met, must also be the backbone of the community."

Wang Chan looked at a dark pine forest in front of him. It was a typical foreign farm style. The place was so large that he could gallop freely. There was also a Yong road deliberately opened up in the middle of the pine forest that was enough to pass four large trucks side by side. As soon as he went four or five miles, it directly connected to a European-style villa in the distance. I couldn't help sighing.

As mentioned in the materials, Feng Yuanzheng, Feng Jiugong's father, was a patriotic overseas Chinese who returned to China to participate in the Northeast Anti-Japanese War and the domestic liberation war. He retired and died in a foreign country. For such a person, even Wang Chan, he has great respect in his heart.

People who practice martial arts have their own blood, and the mountains and rivers are broken. Only when they go to the national disaster are the most revered.

Thinking about those years, when the old man was young, he saw that the invaders invaded and the Northeast fell, so he walked out of the mountains, raised the flag, and did many earth-shaking major events.

The son of Feng Jiugong relies on his father, no matter who sees it, he can't underestimate it at all.

At the main entrance of the manor, there are eight guards in camouflage uniforms, just like the guards in special combat uniforms of the Russian military. They are all young and strong and burly. They stand upright in front of the door, motionless, divided into two rows. Both the posture and momentum are deep and restrained, just like the eight heads in the most powerful in the world. Like a leopard, there is an unspeakable danger in the silence.

Just as Wang Chan walked forward for a while and was about to walk up quickly, suddenly, the eight young men moved together and surrounded him in front of Wang Chan in the shape of a mountain. Sixteen eyes stared at him without blinking.

"Are you Wang Chan?" A young man spoke in the middle and curled up the corners of his mouth.

Wang Chan narrowed his eyes, and then smiled without answering. He just shook his body and was about to walk through the crowd and walk into the farm.

At this time, the eight young people opposite him immediately moved. Obviously, they had known who Wang Chan was for a long time. When everyone looked at Wang Chan, they were very complicated and their nerves were all broken. Now when they saw Wang Chan move, the eight people seemed to be suddenly shocked in the mountain forest. The frightened beast, his hands and feet collapsed, and unexpectedly joined hands in an instant to block all the space in front of Wang Chan.

In a flash, the figure flashes randomly, the five fingers move like a hook, the tiger's mouth is converged into a circle, with the ridge as the axis, the whole body is loose, the green dragon explores its claws, and grabs it.

Eight figures, sixteen arms, claws all over the sky, and powerful "big capture".

"The martial arts of these people are obviously also practiced in the nine palaces of the Feng family, and they have a certain amount of fire. Although they are not Wu Zhong's opponents, these people have all practiced boxing since childhood, and their basic skills have been solid. For another four or five years in a row, they have won the true biography of Jiugong Boxing, and the room for progress is much stronger than that of Wu Zhong.

As soon as he saw that these eight young people suddenly took action, Wang Chan felt a similar atmosphere to that of Wu Zhong and others from these people. In an instant, he also understood that these people were all disciples of Feng Jiugong in the Northeast. What they did was also a business with their heads hanging on their belts. Although the kung fu was not very smart, because In order to see blood in hand, kill people, and be cruel to the enemy, free and brave and murderous spirit. In China, even if they are martial artists with better boxing skills than them, they will definitely not be able to beat them.

And these people obviously knew that Wang Chan was coming today. Eight people blocked the door and joined hands to give Wang Chan a naked horse. Or simply, the young people are very unconvinced of the legendary Wang Chan's reputation. They have to try it in person before they are willing to...

How do you know that as soon as they started, Wang Chan was just a gesture here, but his feet did not move at all. After the eight people's moves came out together. After the posture was old, Wang Chan smiled gently and walked forward. He moved with him, and his shoulders shook left and right. However, several young people who touched his body suddenly felt that they The body was turbulent and irresistible, and the earth under his feet seemed to have turned into a ball of cotton. He exclaimed and fell down with his clothes.

There was the one who was unconvinced, blushed and tried his best to do it. His feet squatted into a horse to force him to resist, but after a moment, his whole body rolled over and bounced out, as if a person had suddenly bumped into a rapidly rotating object.

Bang bang bang bang....

Wang Chan stepped forward and took four steps. Behind him, he lay down eight people, exclaimed all over the ground, and couldn't afford to struggle.

Wang Chan walked away, one by one, although there were no moves, but in the march, the inner family's real strength penetrated the whole body and touched the body. The reason is the same as the "borrowing power" in Taijiquan, and "four or two thousand catties" are all the exquisite methods of giving the other's strength to the other's body.

After Taijiquan has reached the highest level, the control of itself and external forces has been subtle to the extreme. Between movements and silence, it can be instinctive and remove the power exerted on the opponent on himself. "Mos and flies can't fall, and one feather can't be added." Although Wang Chan has never practiced Taijiquan, he has reached such a level of kung fu. He has already been able to touch the class and bypass. He can control the muscles and internal strength of his body as he wants, which is really not difficult for him.

When he squeezes people, he really swam around and falls as he wants. If he leans left and right, he can bounce the other party's whole body out at once. It looks like a high-voltage current of tens of thousands of volts on his clothes. As soon as a person touches it, he will fall down. And his skill, in ancient times, is actually a kung fu often mentioned in martial arts novels, the so-called "ten clothes and eighteen falls".

Of course, this is just a magic skill in boxing. For people who are far inferior to martial arts, they will naturally try their best. If you meet an opponent with similar skills, it is not easy for this technique to work.

Suddenly, he fell off the doorman and security guard at eight doors. Wang Chan didn't stop at all. His feet seemed to be slow and fast. He stepped out in one step to eleven or twelve meters. After three or two steps, when several young people in front of the door struggled to get up from the ground, they could only see Wang Chan's back. The shadow passed away, disappeared in an instant. It disappeared.

Along the way, Wang Chan closed his ears, eyes and senses. He only relied on his instinctive consciousness to go straight up the river. He seemed to have another understanding. The kung fu under his feet became more and more light and elegant, not like human beings.

In the past, his speed was also extremely fast. He went to kill people in a hundred steps, which was much faster than the cheetahs on the African savannah. Now his speed does not seem to have changed much, but between his intentions, he is calm, walking slowly, and seems to shrinking step by step, adding a little extraordinary. Detachment of vulgar temperament.

You don't have to rush, you have to fly at the same speed. Naturally, the difference between the two is not the same.

What does the Northeast Gang do? Wang Chan didn't believe that there would be no monitoring equipment all the way in the manor, so he entered the gate and did not inform Zhou Lin. He just strolled towards the villa at the end.

Sure enough, for a while, when he arrived in front of the villa, he saw Zhou Lin in a suit and a big back. Zhou Lin, who was surrounded by a group of people, waited at the door early.

"Wang Chan, you came so fast. As soon as my front foot arrived, your back foot came! I heard that you have something here in China, and your heart has been pounding for several days. The old man and Yahan have also been worried! You really don't make people worry!!"

As soon as Zhou Lin saw Wang Chan's face, he immediately stepped up quickly. He just wanted to hug like before, but he was rushed to face by Wang Chan's body. He immediately shivered two shivering. He felt that Wang Chan in front of him was too different from the previous Wang Chan.

Although the appearance has not changed, the temperament on the body is always shocking and instinctively afraid. It's like the flat-headed people who suddenly saw the highest leader of the country. They subconsciously kowtoled and didn't even dare to speak too high. The timid ones were simply trembling like walking on thin ice. They were scared by the official prestige of the other party and immediately became ignorant. They didn't know where the world was!!

During this period of time, Zhou Lin is also a newcomer in the capital in China. With Mr. Zhang's huge network, everything he does is windy and rain, and he understands the important surname of life and power. With the characters, the level is getting higher and higher, and there are many changes in temperament. But now I just met Wang Chan, but I was shocked by Wang Chan. Of course, I feel it more clearly.

Wang Chan practiced boxing and qi, taking the way to improve his spirit and spirit of the three treasures. As his martial arts became more and more sophisticated, his breath and temperament also changed completely, and he gradually became harmonious and unified with heaven and earth. In the eyes of people with more spiritually **, he naturally became unfathomable, solemn, and every move. It is full of powerful deterrence.

However, this is only a pure feeling on people and the spiritual level. This is also the only reason why Zhou Lin does not understand martial arts, and his heart is not as firm as a martial artist. If a martial arts master comes, he will not be affected as strongly as him.

"What are you doing here? Did Mr. Zhang ask you to come to me? Wang Chan then smiled. After all, he and Zhou Lin were still half friends. They were a little affectionate and talked more casually.

There were just many people present. Wang Chan didn't know him. Looking around, he saw most of the secretaries and bodyguards who came with Zhou Lin. There were only a few people in the Northeast Gang. They were immediately seen in his eyes. They were all people with shallow martial arts, and they did not have Feng Jiugong, the heir of Wudang Jiugong Fist as imagined. Shadow.

I couldn't help frowning and squinting my eyes: "Only you, where's Feng Jiugong? Don't say that you came all the way to visit me?

"Don't worry. Although I greeted here in advance before I came, it was urgent. I didn't make a normal flight, but a direct flight to the border and transferred to a transport plane of the Russian Air Force, more than two hours earlier than expected. The information given to you was also secretly through the Russian military. It was handed over..."

Zhou Lin knew that Wang Chan was a person, and his trip was very secret. He was not only asked to find Wang Chan by Mr. Zhang in China, but also wanted to help Wang Chan fight less. However, these Wang Chan did not know that with his spleen and surname, if he hadn't seen himself here, I was afraid that he had just received the appointment but not seen Feng Jiugong, and he would have done it on the spot. Turn around and leave.

Now, the Jiangdong Ancestor Sacrifice Conference is about to be held, and many Chinese gangs in the world have gathered together. If the matter can't be solved today, Zhou Lin can almost imagine that when the conference is held tomorrow, Wang Chan will definitely turn the whole venue into a slaughterhouse. Therefore, Wang Chan frowned and immediately explained it in a hurry.

"For your matter, the internal differences of the Northeast Gang are also very serious. Now they are here to focus on your affairs and open a Xiangtang. All the qualified members of the Northeast Gang are in it. Feng Jiugong's father and the old man were comrades-in-arms in those years, and he had a life-saving kindness. Yesterday, he made a special trip to call the old man and had the intention to reconcile with you on behalf of the Northeast Gang, so I ran to the house like a fire. After a while, they should have a result. Why don't we go to Feng Jiugong's study and sit for a while!!" Zhou Lin's three sentences explained the cause and effect of his visit to Russia.

"So that's it? Well, I'll wait here!"

Before Wang Chan came, he had already guessed in his heart. What he thought was not much different from what Zhou Lin said. The reason was indeed from Feng Jiugong's late father. Is he still Mr. Zhang's comrade-in-arms back then? It seems that Mr. Zhang was the "big master" of the Central Guard Corps in those years, and I don't know how the two people knew each other.

There is not much gossip. Obviously, Feng Jiugong had already instructed before the meeting. His residence was open to Zhou Lin, and Zhou Lin was not polite and directly led Wang Chan to Feng Jiugong's study.

The Chinese who are old abroad have not subverted thousands of ** after the founding of the People's Republic of China, so the leftists all inherit the tradition of the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Like Feng Yuanzheng, who hasn't seen him yet, his study is decorated with antique colors. Although the room is large, it is the most authentic Chinese-style home, the Eight Immortals table, the Taishi chair, the middle hall on the wall, calligraphy and painting, orchid grass**, antique vases, rows of bookcases, bookshelves are all yellow pears, and there are many books on it. Yellow-colored manuscripts, mainly thread-packed books.

When people step into it, lifting their noses is a sense of calligraphy and calligraphy. In the afternoon, the sun obliquely shines on the ground, giving people the feeling that they have returned to ancient times, and their mood suddenly becomes calm.

Wang Chan and Zhou Lin sat down, and someone brought up the freshly brewed tea, so they retreated. Only Wang Chan were left in the large study.

"What's the matter, just say it! What do you mean? Wang Chan sat on the master's chair, picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and nodded casually to Zhou Lin.

"The old man asked me to tell you that this time, the Lin family privately promised some conditions to the Northeast Gang several old guys, promising that the Northeast Gang could return to China for development and compete for the market. After all, they are still hot and yellow blood. There is no family at home in other people's countries. This is the reason. But since you disintegrated the alliance between Hongmen and the Northeast Gang in one day, forced Hongmen to leave early, and killed the masters of South Korea by thunder, the whole situation began to get out of control.

Zhou Lin sighed and then said, "The Northeast Gang was originally 64 villages in Jiangdong. After several shocking tragedies, the Chinese who survived the lucky group to protect themselves and fought against the Russian organization. Jiangdong sacrifices to the ancestors, a small sacrifice in three years, and a big sacrifice in five years. This year is a 50-year sacrifice. The whole Chinese society has been shocked, and the impact is by no means a gang of faction, a national political axe, but dozens of countries around the world. Now the Northeast Gang is isolated and helpless. If you want to deal with it, you can only completely turn to the Lin family and lose sovereignty, so many neutralists and oppositions have stood up and asked for reconciliation with you at this time.

"In addition, the domestic Olympic Games are about to be held. There is too much trouble here, and the international impact is too great, so the old man wants you to suffer some grievances and take a step back temporarily..." Zhou Lin looked directly at Wang Chan.

"The problem is not me, retreat or not, but the Northeast Gang to advance or not." Wang Chan snorted and put down the teacup: "You and I have a relationship, and there is always some fate. Have you ever seen me, Wang Chan take the initiative to cause trouble and cause trouble? I don't care about everything you just said. That's what you're worried about. It has nothing to do with me."

"If the Northeast Gang wants to reconcile, it's okay for me to take a step back, but those who practice martial arts can bear it, but they can't be humiliated and subjuted. I already know your intention, and it's useless to go on. You might as well wait here for the news of Feng Jiugong. At that time, everything will be clear.

Zhou Lin did not feel surprised and difficult to accept Wang Chan's attitude at all. He just sighed again and said with a wry smile, "I knew it must be such a result, but the old man is an old man after all. He cares about the old feelings. If I don't come, he will always have the same thing in his heart, which is not good for his health. "."

"Then let it be by fate! If those people in the Northeast Gang are still a little rational, they will naturally choose to reconcile with you. On the contrary, you will let go. Anyway, now the Lin family is also in power in China. There is a big accident here. They are the first to feel uncomfortable!"

Zhou Lin laughed twice, and suddenly the topic changed: "In addition, I also want to tell you that Xu Changchun, who recovered from his injury, came to Siberia yesterday. There was also a man named Wei Changjiang who came with him as the director of the Overseas Secret Service of the National Security Bureau. I heard that he was also a brother of Xu Changchun. The kung fu is very good. You must pay attention to it.

"Brother? Is it another descendant of Zen Shaolin? Wang Chan paid a little attention to it. His eyes were as bright as electricity, and he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.

"In addition to Lei Ting's master uncle, Ye Tianshi and Yue Po's teacher and brother, now the real forces of the two sects of Wudang and Shaolin are all here...!" Wang Chan laughed and secretly turned his mind. Although he also felt a lot of pressure, he was not afraid. On the contrary, he was excited and full of fighting spirit.

Kung Fu has been practiced in such a situation. With epiphany practice alone, it can no longer make much progress. Only by constantly fighting with masters of the same level, regardless of the cost of life and death, can greatly stimulate the lowest potential of one's own body between life and death.

In ancient times, those fierce generals and gods did not sweep thousands of troops as soon as they went to the battlefield. They looked at the battlefield and were invincible. They always had to fight with the enemy one after another to maintain the battle, so that they could continue to make progress and reach the peak.

The same is true for boxing!!!

Wang Chan is now only one last step away from the innate realm of the peak. He is about to find a master in the world to keep sharpening. Now there are two at once. It can be seen that as long as he can get through this barrier safely and experience enough life and death, he will definitely usher in a process of rapid progress for him afterwards. It is no longer difficult to condense the golden elixir.

Next, there was a little silence between the two, and Wang Chan was unwilling to speak, so he simply stood up and walked to the bookshelf in front of him and looked at it casually. Only then did I find that in Feng Jiugong's study, there are more than half of the books about Chinese Sinology. The four books and five classics can be seen everywhere, and the rest are some older boxing manuscripts.

However, his manuscripts have generally been widely published in later generations, such as Xue Ding's "Pelephic Boxing True Interpretation", "Ancient Method Tong Back Fist" and so on. Wang Chan has also seen it in Wang Daliangzi's collection, which is not very rare, but this kind of book was basically issued in the Republic of China, and the circulation at that time was not Now, in a hundred years, it is not easy to find such a complete version in China.

Especially in this book, there are some practices that mainly talk about Tibetan yoga, which even Wang Chan has never seen.

"Isn't Feng Jiugong practicing the Jiugong Bagua Boxing of the Wudang School? How can there be so many tantric methods here? This kind of handwritten manuscript in the skin of the beast should be treasured in temples all over Tibet, right?

Holding up a book of Body Yoga, Wang Chan was a little strange in his heart. Yoga originated from ancient India. Meditation, meditation and asceticism are the center of yoga practice. The so-called "body yoga" is actually the tantric King Kong fist, also known as "power big seal", which is also a very good practice.

(to be continued)