Foshan, dock.
Luo Heng touched his nose and looked at Zhou Qingquan who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Why are you here? Aren't you going to Europa to buy a boat?"
Zhou Qingquan rubbed his hands and smiled gently: "I have to stay at home to celebrate the New Year. I was about to leave.
"But when I heard that you were coming back to Foshan, I guessed that you would come here?"
Luo Heng rolled his eyes.
It is indeed not difficult to guess the person's next actions after finishing the patrol room in front of the Jinlou Gate.
That Japanese named Miura.
After coming to Foshan, I have been living on a boat.
"Then why are you here when you're not at home with your family?"
Luo Heng asked with a frown.
Zhou Qingquan shook his head gently: "Originally, I wanted to try to persuade you that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years.
"But I won't say it now. If you really want to do it, let's go to Europa together afterwards, right?"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in China for a short time."
Luo Heng sneered: "I am Chinese, why can't I stay here?
"Old Zhou, Old Zhou, do you think of me, Luo Heng, too lightly, or do you take those guys too seriously?
"Since I came into this world, people have been telling me, don't do this, don't do that, haha...
“It’s just that they don’t understand that many people climb to the top of the ladder only to find that the ladder is on the wrong wall.
"Old Zhou, I've seen how unstable this world is, so I can't ignore it."
Zhou Qingquan looked at Luo Heng blankly. He felt that he could still understand what he said before.
But what he said later seemed a bit confusing.
However, although I feel that what Luo Heng said is a bit baffling.
At this moment, he was able to escape Luo Heng's body.
Feel the overwhelming killing intent.
He also knew that no matter what he said, it would be meaningless.
In just over a month.
Goodbye, son of an old friend.
Luo Heng, who stood in front of him, had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Ten years to plant trees, one year to plant grains, wake up to the bright moon, and get drunk to the breeze!
He couldn't understand what kind of thing could make a person undergo such a big transformation in such a short period of time...
Wait until Zhou Qingquan comes to his senses.
Luo Heng was already standing in front of the trestle.
"Who is this? This is a Japanese ship. Chinese people are not allowed to approach it!"
A short Japanese man with an awkward accent shouted loudly at Luo Heng.
Luo Heng shouted coldly: "Tell Miura to get out..."
The man's expression changed.
Luo Heng's voice was quite loud.
Several Japanese warriors immediately ran out of the cabin and blocked the deck at the end of the trestle, glaring at Luo Heng with unkind expressions.
Luo Heng was too lazy to deal with these minor characters.
He strode onto the trestle and rushed directly towards these people.
Several Japanese people with samurai swords on their waists quickly drew their swords.
The two men stepped forward, one slashed horizontally and the other swept diagonally, blocking Luo Heng's path.
It's obvious that these two people work very well together.
When attacking at the same time, almost the entire trestle was blocked.
Luo Heng's steps were not slow at all.
He lunged forward, raised his left hand, and slapped the side of the slashing blade with his palm.
At the same time, he turned sideways to get out of the way of the sweeping katana, and with a twist, the person was already close.
Before the two of them could react, their shoulders sank.
He ran into the arms of one of them.
Bang!
This man flew away like a kite with its string broken...
The other person's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to block with his knife.
Luo Heng swung his palm and slapped him in the face.
The man swayed but could not stand still.
He fell headlong off the trestle and fell into the water.
Without even looking, Luo Heng took a step forward and was already on the deck.
The few remaining warriors saw how powerful Luo Heng was.
Immediately raise their swords and attack together.
Luo Heng's eyes were cold.
With a sharp movement, he clasped the wrist of one of them with his backhand, and pulled the person over with a twist of his fingers.
Standing in front of him, he just blocked a few long knives.
Seeing their companions blocking the front, these people withdrew their strength.
But due to inertia, two people still struck their companions with their long knives.
"ah!"
The man was slashed twice and screamed in pain.
Luo Heng raised his knees and pressed them behind the man's back.
He pushed the person forward and blocked everyone's next attack.
He grabbed the opponent's wrist with his left hand and snatched the opponent's katana.
Pull the knife back from bottom to top.
The blade struck directly from under a person's crotch.
A terrifying line of blood appeared on this man's face.
Luo Heng returned his sword and slashed down again, running towards the person next to him.
The man was frightened and immediately backed away.
Luo Heng stepped down and followed immediately.
The Baguazhang he practiced was originally derived from sword techniques.
Luo Heng wielded the sword without any unfamiliarity.
He didn't use weapons in the past, just because he didn't think it was necessary.
After all, his kung fu is directly added to the perfect level through the system.
It's just enough power to fight the enemy with bare hands.
At this moment, he had the knife in his hand and killed one person in the blink of an eye.
The other Japanese people were so frightened that they retreated and distanced themselves from Luo Heng.
But how could their speed compare to Luo Heng?
As they retreated and entered, two more people were stabbed.
Seeing the others running away.
Luo Heng also felt that the long and narrow blade of the katana was not suitable for the Baguazhang's moves.
He simply shook his hand and threw the knife away.
With a pop, it pierced into someone's chest.
Luo Heng opened his hands and opened his mouth, like an eagle spreading its wings, and pounced forward.
He reached out and pinched someone's throat, clasping his fingers together to exert force...
"stop!"
There was a loud shout.
came from the cabin exit.
Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed forward, trying to stop Luo Heng.
Luo Heng was alert and moved with one hand.
Holding the neck to block people from his side.
Bang!
A sweeping whip kick hit the man on the head.
Luo Heng sneered and threw the shield man away.
Look at the attacker.
This man had short round hair and sharp eyes, staring at Luo Heng with an extremely cautious expression.
Luo Heng recognized at a glance that the other party was the Japanese Miura whom he had seen from a distance on the dock before.
I don't want to talk nonsense with him at all.
Step forward directly, put your hands on your ears and touch your elbows, while lunging forward.
Raise your elbows.
Double Yangding!
Miura's expression changed.
Seeing that Luo Heng's move was fierce, he didn't dare to take it head-on.
He stepped back continuously.
Luo Heng caught up with him in two steps, raising his elbows.
Miura retreated again, and his back suddenly hit something hard.
Only then did he realize that there was a cabin behind him and there was no way to retreat.
He quickly turned around and dodged to the side.
Boom!
Luo Heng pounced forward too hard and was unable to recover in time, and was about to hit the steel wall of the cabin.
At the critical moment, Luo Heng raised his foot.
He was kicking forward and stomping on the wall, making a huge explosion.
The person also used the rebound force of this pedal to stop his steps.
Taking advantage of the situation, he followed up with another whip kick, chasing Miura who was trying to avoid the attack.
A Japanese samurai next to him saw that Miura was in critical condition.
He raised his knife and stabbed Luo Heng in an attempt to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao.
Luo Heng's expression remained unchanged and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The legs standing on the deck suddenly bent slightly, and then suddenly bounced up.
With the power of this bullet, his whole body flipped in the air.
One move is somewhat similar to a kite turning over to avoid a sneak attack.
The body is in the air, turning 360 degrees.
One leg whipped toward Miura's head again.
Miura's body had just turned around at this time.
Sensing the sound of the wind, he folded his hands in a cross position to block Luo Heng's kick.
Luo Heng kicked Miura's hands.
The whole person is like a monkey, with one leg holding Miura's arm as a fulcrum.
On his head and feet, he made fists with both hands and struck Miura violently in the abdomen.
The ground-to-sky cannon!
This is an extremely ferocious killing move in Bajiquan.
It is necessary to start from the roots, exert force with both feet on the ground, and open the fists hard.
At this time, Luo Heng was hanging upside down in the air to perform.
The power is actually not much weaker than when standing on the ground.
Miura received two punches in the abdomen and took several steps back.
He stumbled and almost fell.
Luo Heng took advantage of the situation and turned over, landing firmly on the ground.
He twisted around, raised his elbow and hit a Japanese warrior on the temple.
He knocked the man sideways and fell off the side of the ship.
Poof!
Accompanied by the sound of a samurai falling into the water.
Luo Heng bullied Miura again.
Miura has a stable footing and does not dare to compete head-on with Luo Heng.
Back off again.
Luo Heng had a sneer on his face and twisted his hands.
He grabbed Miura's arm and twisted his hands with great effort.
While holding Miura's wrist.
He kicked Miura's calf with his foot.
Miura groaned in pain.
Before he could scream, Luo Heng took advantage of the situation and made a cut palm from Baguazhang.
Rubbing it diagonally on his cheek, he knocked back the lower half of his voice.
Luo Heng reached out his feet again and hooked one of Miura's legs.
Raise your elbow and smash.
Boom, boom, boom!
Four times in a row, each time with all my strength.
Luo Heng is now at the peak of Anjin.
The energy has penetrated through the nails.
Every part of the body, except tongue, teeth, and hair.
There is no more flaw.
Dark energy can be unleashed at any time to hurt someone.
Several consecutive elbow strikes, using bright and dark energy alternately.
After four hits.
Luo Heng threw Miura away.
Miura's whole body was like a puddle of mud, and he fell softly to the ground. His eyes were staring at the sky without any movement.
Until then, the Japanese warriors who had just rushed out together.
There were only two people left who could stand.
Luo Heng slowly turned his head and looked at them.
The bodies of the two men trembled, and the samurai swords in their hands fell to the deck with a clang.
Luo Heng sneered: "A bunch of trash..."
His feet moved again and he appeared in front of one of them.
He raised his foot and kicked, sending the person flying up.
It flew straight over the side of the ship and fell into the sea.
The last one left saw Luo Heng look over.
He actually turned around and jumped off the boat...
After falling into the water, it took him a long time to raise his head, and he looked at the body of his companion floating on the water next to him with lingering fear.
I was secretly glad that taking the initiative to dive was better than being knocked down by that evil star Luo Heng.
Suddenly I felt something, and I looked up.
But he saw Luo Hengru, the World-Destroying Demon King, standing on the side of the ship, looking at him coldly.
The man shivered and instinctively wanted to dive into the water to escape.
Then I thought about it.
The ship's side is several meters high.
It's impossible for Luo Heng to jump into the water just to hunt down an insignificant person like himself, right?
So I felt a little relieved...
Subconsciously he looked at Luo Heng again.
But he was shocked to find out.
In Luo Heng's hand, he was holding a black iron guy...
Nima! Submachine gun!
Da da da da…
Until the surface of the water, there was a pool of blood.
Luo Heng then released his finger on the trigger.
He smiled coldly and put away the submachine gun.
Looking back, I saw the frightened sailors in the cabin.
"When you go back to Japan, don't forget that the murderer is - Foshan Luo Heng!"
Luo Heng dropped the last sentence.
Step off the boat.
Behind him, a group of Japanese sailors recruited from various countries in Southeast Asia looked at the back with fear...
General Miura is a core member of the Japanese Black Dragon Society.
He studied under Fumio Funakoshi, the head coach of the Black Dragon Society and the former number one martial arts master in Japan.
In front of this man, except for the first sneak attack, there was no chance to fight back afterwards.
Directly beaten to death?
Zhou Qingquan stood there dumbfounded.
This...is this the end?
In front of Luo Heng, more than a dozen Japanese warriors were dispatched as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables.
However, those people have been causing trouble in Foshan these days.
Many of the martial arts masters in Wuguan Street were defeated by these people...
"What are you doing? When are you going to Europa?"
Until Luo Heng walked up to Zhou Qingquan, the guy had not yet come to his senses.
Luo Heng asked casually.
"Uh...the plan is to leave after the Lantern Festival..."
Luo Heng nodded: "You want to buy a boat, do you have enough capital?"
Zhou Qingquan was stunned and said with a wry smile: "How can you ever have enough capital?
"It's just that if you don't have money to buy a small boat, if you have more money, you can buy a big boat."
Luo Heng thought for a while and said with a smile: "I don't understand business matters, but since you still have a few days to leave.
"How about I raise some more money for you?"
Zhou Qingquan asked curiously: "What's the trick?"
Luo Heng smiled: "I'll tell you this tomorrow. I'm going back now. I have guests waiting for me at home..."
Under Zhou Qingquan's puzzled gaze, Luo Heng strode away with his hands behind his back.
Foshan Pier is not far from Wuguan Street.
Soon he returned to the front of Luo Shi Baji Pavilion.
Luo Heng looked up at the plaque.
The five gold-plated characters of Luo Shi Baji Pavilion are vigorous and powerful.
I heard my father mention it, and it should have been mentioned by my grandfather when he came from the north to open a restaurant.
At the beginning of time travel, I didn’t realize that I have experienced so many things now.
When I looked at it again, I felt an inexplicable feeling.
Lao Jiang came over and opened the door.
Seeing Luo Heng, he nodded slightly: "Master Luo is back?"
Luo Heng smiled and nodded in response.
This man had been very critical of me before. If Gong Er hadn't stopped him, he would have almost attacked him.
This time when we met, we were more polite, and there was a hint of respect.
Luo Heng also knew that it was probably the things he did in Shanghai that spread to their ears.
This trip to Shanghai can be said to have pushed Luo Heng's reputation in the world to a terrifying height.
This is just the beginning.
As time passed, these rumors further fermented.
Luo Heng's image of justice is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
He is really the number one hero in the martial arts world, the kind who climbs high and waves his arms, has countless passionate young people, and has no brains to follow!
Upon entering the courtyard, Luo Heng's eyes immediately caught sight of Gong Er standing in the corridor with a faint smile on his lips.
Luo Heng grinned and the two looked at each other.
At this moment, Luo Heng suddenly realized the subtlety of saying everything...
A few miles away from Foshan, on the vast sea.
A large ship slowly lowered the boat.
Two sailors dressed as Japanese men tried their best to stabilize the boat and began to paddle towards the port.
On the bow of the small boat, Fumio Fumio was standing with his hands tied.
Facing the sea breeze, her gray hair is flying.
"Teacher Funakoshi, our ship will only be anchored here for half a day.
"You have half a day to reminisce with your disciples in Foshan.
"We have to bring you back after that. Otherwise, if we can't catch the ship, we will have to wait for the next cargo ship to return to Japan."
One of the sailors was rowing the boat while chatting with Fumio Funakoshi.
Being able to serve this renowned head coach of the Black Dragon Association in the Japanese martial arts world.
The two sailors looked particularly excited.
The paddling speed is a bit faster than usual.
Funakoshi Fumio nodded kindly and said with a smile: "I understand, I'll trouble you this time."
The two sailors shook their heads quickly: "You don't have to be so polite, Mr. Funakoshi..."
Soon after, the boat entered the harbor.
The two sailors soon found the Japanese ship parked on the dock.
However, Fumio Funakoshi, who was standing at the bow of the ship, noticed something was wrong.
His brows wrinkled instinctively...
After a while.
Looking at the dozens of corpses lying flat on the deck.
Funakoshi Fumio looked gloomy.
“Although Miura is not my best disciple, his skills are still extremely outstanding.
"Who is he? Can he shatter all the ribs on his chest with great force?"
A crew member replied fearfully: "That man said his name was... Foshan Luo Heng..."
"Luo Heng?!"
Funakoshi Fumio's eyes widened.
Turning to look at this crew member.
"Are you sure you heard correctly? He said he was Foshan Luo Heng?"
The crew member was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
He nodded crazily: "Yes... yes, when he left, he said that the murderer was Foshan Luo Heng!"
Funakoshi Fumio quickly calmed down.
He asked slowly: "Did he say where he went?"
The crew member shook his head: "I don't know about this, but we have many collaborators in Foshan.
"As long as you make some inquiries, I believe you will be able to find him soon."
Funakoshi Fumio nodded: "Then go ahead and find Luo Heng's location within half a day..."
"Hi!"
After a while, several Japanese people who put on Chinese clothes quickly ran off the trestle and entered the urban area of Foshan.
In the boxing gym.
Luo Heng chuckled: "Now the matter is done, but I beat the people in the patrol room, and those dogs will come to the door soon.
"I'm afraid I won't have the chance to join you this time, so be it.
"My Baguazhang was taught by you. I've recently gained some insights. Can I show you how to practice it?"
Gong Er chuckled and nodded: "Okay, these days, I read in the newspapers that you can fight hundreds of Green Gang thugs by yourself.
“With my own strength, I defeated the largest gang in Shanghai until it was unable to fight back.
"I'm quite curious, it's interesting to think about it.
"I remember the first time I saw you, you were fighting with a group of gang members on the street..."
Luo Heng smiled sheepishly.
That time he had a fight with the Fuqing Gang in the street, and Gong Er watched the whole thing.
Now that I think about it, how many times have I fought in group battles since I traveled through time?
Every time, I am alone against a group of people.
It’s really tiring to think about it.
How about finding an opportunity to develop your power?
But the thought was fleeting.
It was quickly denied by Luo Heng himself.
It is not difficult to work hard to improve your own strength, but it is too difficult to teach a group of masters.
At present, only one Ma San has asked him for advice, and he is almost going to be deceived.
Now I am still autistic on Hong Kong Island.
I just hate the system. If it doesn’t train apprentices, it will cause problems.
Concentrate your energy and let go of Erlang to carry the mountain.
He smiled at Gong Er and said, "Look, I'll start."
Gong Er nodded slightly, with a slight smile on his lips.
Luo Heng suddenly came back to his senses and touched his nose sheepishly.
He smiled and said, "Sorry, I'm used to it. I promised to practice Baguazhang for you. I'll change it..."
With that said, Erlang took up the Bajiquan with both hands and carried the mountain.
Change to the starting position of Baguazhang.
He pushed and spread his palms, moved his feet, and stepped forward through the mud.
He took two slow steps, twisted his waist, turned around instantly, and walked faster and faster.
After Xumi, Luo Heng's figure was seen dangling in the open space, as if dragging out an afterimage.
The palms of both hands also follow the changes of the steps, either pushing, cutting, holding, or whittling...
The wind from the palm flew up, bringing up the dust on the ground.
The more Gong Er looked, the more serious his expression became.
Gradually, I can't keep up with Luo Heng's footsteps...
She is a master of Baguazhang, and her kung fu moves have reached great perfection.
Naturally, he was very familiar with the moves of Baguazhang, and now he saw Luo Heng using them.
The moves and routines are indeed from Baguazhang.
However, in many subtle aspects, Luo Heng unconsciously brought out a hint of the two perfection-level skills, and used the power after fusion.
Gong Er was dazzled by the sight and couldn't help himself.
Luo Hengzheng was practicing to the fullest, and after pushing out with his palm, he subconsciously followed his instinct.
He burst out softly: "Ha!"
He turned and turned his palm, and his palm was printed on the large wooden stake next to the open space for the boxing gym disciples to practice their strength.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Gong Er let out a long sigh...
Bang bang bang bang...
At this time, there was suddenly a burst of applause.
Luo Heng originally thought it was Chen Shi or Lao Jiang.
But I heard a strange voice: "Wonderful, really wonderful!"
Luo Heng turned back fiercely.
Then I saw a man wearing a crane cloak on his shoulders at the front door of the boxing gym, slowly walking in...
(End of chapter)
