Zhongwumen.
This martial arts hall is not small, with about twenty rooms. It is shaped like a courtyard, with a large courtyard in the middle used as a martial arts training ground.
"One, two, three, four!" On the martial arts training ground, there were about a dozen disciples practicing martial arts with Huo Tingying. He was doing demonstration movements while shouting commands, and then heard him say: "Punch out, be fast, You have to be accurate and ruthless, don't give the opponent a chance to breathe, and use thunderous momentum to knock down the opponent in the shortest possible time. You have only one goal, which is to knock down the opponent, and all other pretense is useless."
"Brother, can I ask you a question?" At this time, an apprentice in the middle asked.
"Ask me, what's the problem?"
"We paid so much money, what's the use of practicing martial arts every day?" the apprentice asked.
Huo Tingying looked at him and said, "Let me ask you, what do you want most?"
"I want money. I like money. The more money, the better." The apprentice said.
Everyone laughed when they heard what he said.
"Well, you are quite practical," Huo Tingying said. "If you want money, you have to practice martial arts. The first thing to practice martial arts is to strengthen your body, and the second is to enhance your fighting ability. These years are full of chaos, and there are beards everywhere. , bandits, maybe you will encounter bandits even after you leave this door, don't you know how to martial arts? If your life is gone, why talk about money? Then what else do you want besides money? "
"I still want a woman," the apprentice added, "I don't have a wife yet."
Everyone burst into laughter again.
"Then you have to learn martial arts. If you don't learn martial arts, can you protect your woman? Even if a woman is willing to marry you, she will still be snatched away by others." Huo Tingying pointed at Chen Jia who was sitting in the corridor and resting. "Look, when you learn kung fu well, you will be like my senior brother. You can have as many women as you want. Stop rambling and keep practicing, one, two, three, four!"
Chen Jia was leisurely and contented, leaning on the back of the chair with a western cowboy hat on his head. However, his hat was a little bit special. The brim was thinner and the top of the hat was higher than ordinary ones.
But I saw him take a sip of tea, then gently put the tea cup on the coffee table in front of him, and then said to Lu Qing who was tied to the pillar in the corridor: "Miss Xiao Qing, you heard it, how many women do I want? There are so many women out there. I advise you to obey me. If you follow me, you will eat and drink well and enjoy endless glory and wealth. Isn’t that much better than you and Fan Yong, who kills pigs and sells dogs?"
"Bah! No matter how poor Brother Fan Yong is, I just like him. No matter how rich you are, it's your business and has nothing to do with me. I won't like you either. Just give up on this idea." Lu Qing said .
"Miss Xiaoqing, okay, you have personality." Chen Jia was not angry, "I am a civilized person. We persuade others with virtue. We cannot force emotional matters, right? Before you figure it out, , Don’t worry, I won’t touch you even a hair. However, didn’t you say that Fan Yong is a hero? Didn’t you say that he will definitely come to save you? Why haven’t you come yet? I can’t even I didn’t even see him, so I don’t think he’s coming.”
"Don't worry, Brother Fan Yong will definitely come. He is probably on the way now. If he comes, he will beat you to pieces!"
"Really? Is he that powerful?" Chen Jia said with a smile, "Then I will sit here and wait for him. I want to see how powerful he is and how he can beat me to pieces."
When all the apprentices heard this, they were all happy and said, "Senior Brother's charm is gone. We can't handle it this time."
"Go, go, continue practicing martial arts, and stop making noises," Chen Jia said. "If you don't practice well, you won't be given food at night."
At this moment, two people appeared at the door, it was Zhang Tianhe and Fan Yong.
Zhang Tianhe looked up and saw a plaque hanging above the door with the three characters "Zhongwumen" written on it.
Zhang Tianhe and Fan Yong entered with their heads held high.
When everyone saw the two people walking in, they stopped practicing martial arts and gathered around them.
Huo Tingying didn't recognize him at first glance, so he came over and asked, "Who are you two and what are you doing here?"
"I'm going to find that bastard Chen Jia and tell him to get out of here!" Fan Yong said.
Zhang Tianhe glared at him, Fan Yong stopped talking, and then said to Huo Tingying: "Who are you? We have some private matters with Director Chen, please inform us."
"My name is Huo Tingying." Huo Tingying was a little unhappy when she heard Fan Yong's rude words.
"Brother Fan Yong, I'm here." At this moment, Lu Qing saw Fan Yong and shouted.
When Fan Yong saw that Lu Qing was tied to a pillar in the courtyard, he ran over quickly, walked in front of Lu Qing in one stride, and said, "Xiao Qing, are you okay?"
"Brother Yong, I'm fine." Xiaoqing suddenly saw her relatives and cried with joy.
"Why did they tie you up?" Fan Yong looked at Lu Qing carefully and then reached out to help her untie the rope.
"What do you want to do?" Huo Tingying saw that Fan Yong was very rude. She flew over, grabbed his back belt and pulled him back with such force that Fan Yong was caught off guard and took three steps back, almost falling.
Fan Yong turned around, saw it was Huo Tingying, and punched him in the face.
Huo Tingying was on guard and tilted her head to avoid his punch. Immediately afterwards, he used a set of combination punches to hit Fan Yong's head quickly.
Since Fan Yong was relatively large and had long arms, he used his arms to protect his face and head.
Huo Tingying is impeccable.
At this time, everyone had already moved the middle area out of the way.
Fan Yong took a look. He was originally on defense. Then he punched out with his right hand as fast as lightning. He hit Huo Tingying on the left side of his face and knocked him down on his back.
The left side of his face suddenly swelled up.
All the apprentices came over to help him.
Zhang Tianhe took a look and saw that Fan Yongxing was punching very neatly. Normally, he is timid and fearful, but now he is risking his life for the woman he loves.
Fan Yong was not interested in fighting and came over to untie Lu Qing.
Just as he was about to untie the rope, someone next to Leng Buding kicked him and kicked him to the center of the yard, where he sat down on the ground.
This sudden kick made Fan Yong a little confused. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the tall man in front of him wearing a Western cowboy hat. The man was a little stronger than him.
"Who are you?" Fan Yong asked.
"I am the Chen Jia you are looking for." Chen Jia's right foot was still standing in the air and he made a pose. "Are you Fan Yong? You know."
Then he flew up to Fan Yong and flew up with his right foot to kick Fan Yong on the left side of his face. He wanted to find some face for Huo Tingying.
If this kick was successful, it would be enough for Fan Yong to drink a pot.
Zhang Tianhe saw that it was not good and quickly used his feet to push his whole body towards Chen Jia, knocking Chen Jia back two steps. Fan Yong was able to avoid this kick.
Zhang Tianhe helped Fan Yong up and asked him to stand aside.
Chen Jia was very angry and kicked Zhang Tianhe with his left foot.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Tianhe also flew up with his left foot and kicked him in the calf of his left leg. Chen Jia was in unbearable pain, so he picked up a long wooden stick used by apprentices for martial arts training, split Huashan with one move, and hit Zhang Tianhe on the head.
Zhang Tianhe dodged to the left and dodged.
Chen Jia used another move to sweep away thousands of troops. Zhang Tianhe jumped up and dodged again.
Chen Jia used his stick, Zhang Tianhe used his bare hands, and just like that, the two started fighting in the center of the yard.
Zhang Tianhe dodged left and right, leaping and jumping, but Chen Jia could not hit him.
At this time, Chen Jia leaned on the ground with his stick, flew up and kicked Zhang Tianhe in the front with fierce force.
Zhang Tianhe dodged to the right and dodged. Chen Jia kicked his feet into the air. As soon as he touched the ground, Zhang Tianhe came behind him, raised a palm and slapped him on the back.
Zhang Tianhe only used 30% of his strength, but Chen Jia was also unsteady on his feet. He took a few steps forward and suddenly fell down on the coffee table.
Zhang Tianhe stopped his moves and said, "Master Chen, I have offended you so much, please forgive me."
"Who are you?" Chen Jia turned around and stood up, feeling a little surprised and looked at Zhang Tianhe carefully.
"I am Fan Yong's friend, my name is Zhang Tianhe."
Chen Jia thought for a while and asked, "Are you Zhang Tianhe?"
"Exactly."
"Did you defeat Zhang Tianhe in Zhong'an Fort some time ago?" Chen Jia asked.
"Capturing Jin Xiangyang was just a lucky win, and it was not my own effort." Zhang Tianhe said, and he was also very surprised, why everyone knew about it.
"Haha, it turns out it's really you. You're famous now. I've wanted to meet you for a long time, and I'm so lucky to meet you today." Chen Jia said with a smile, "I didn't expect that not only are you good at throwing knives, but you are also good at throwing swords. The kung fu in fists and feet is also very impressive. If you don’t mind it, how about the four of us marrying Jinlan and becoming brothers?”
"That's great!" Zhang Tianhe liked Chen Jia quite a lot and was very happy to hear what he said. "What about Miss Lu Qing?"
Chen Jia laughed loudly, "Of course it will be returned to brother Fan Yong, and of course it will be my sister-in-law. Quickly untie me."
In this courtyard, an incense table was set up, and the four of them, Fan Yong, Chen Jia, Huo Tingying, and Zhang Tian, kowtowed.
Fan Yong is the oldest and the eldest brother, followed by Chen Jia, Huo Tingying and Zhang Tianhe as the youngest.
Chen Jia ordered the kitchen again, cooked a fine banquet, and celebrated.
