I feel that it is useless to say more, so it is better to let Lu Weiwei experience the master's style by herself.
So the group of people immediately drove to the stadium.
Jiangnan Sports Center is a gathering place for comprehensive sports venues.
Inside the football stadium building, there are many major sports associations in Jiangnan City.
It can be said that this is the place where major sports associations in Jiangnan City and some companies related to the sports industry gather.
The Jiangnan City Martial Arts Association has an office here, mainly serving members in Jiangnan City.
At this time, Hong Bo was playing chess with a group of white-haired old men in the office of the Chess Association.
Judging by the age of these people, you can tell they are masters.
As a martial arts practitioner, Hong Bo looks very tall and energetic.
The white-haired old man sitting opposite him looked much more elegant. The two of them looked both civilized and military, and there were obvious differences in all aspects of their physiques.
At this moment, Gu Chen and others were standing at the door, observing the confrontation between the two through the surrounding onlookers.
Since the game of chess was not over yet, Gu Chen decided not to disturb the two of them for now and wait until they had finished the last few moves before communicating with Zhao Bo.
"General, haha, Lao Hong, you lost again." The old man sitting opposite Hong Bo obviously won again and was very proud at this moment.
But Hong Bo didn't care and said with a smile: "You, Zhou, are the president of our Jiangnan Xiangqi Association. It's not embarrassing to lose to you."
"If you have the ability, how about we test our martial arts skills?"
"Hahahaha, you old Hong, I said you are still not convinced after losing. How does my body compare with yours? You could kill a cow with one palm back then."
"Really?"
Just before Uncle Zhou finished speaking, Lu Weiwei, who was standing outside the crowd, couldn't help but curiously asked:
"Has Uncle Hong really killed a cow with one slap?"
"Hey, little girl, you still don't believe it?" Seeing what Lu Weiwei said, Uncle Zhou saw that Lu Weiwei was a beautiful young girl, and he couldn't help but introduce her jokingly:
"Uncle Hong, you killed an injuring mad cow with one slap. Many people saw this, and it was even published in the newspapers back then. How can you question you, Uncle Hong?"
"I'm just curious." As Lu Weiwei spoke, she squeezed through the crowd, came to the two of them, and continued:
"After all, slapping a cow to death with one palm is something I've only seen in novels before, but I don't believe it in reality."
"Little girl, why are you still questioning me?"
"Yes, Lao Hong's martial arts skills are famous in our Jiangnan City, oh no, even in the province and across the country. How can you be so rude?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just questioned it. Don't I have the right to question it?"
"Besides, I have never experienced what happened so many years ago, and this kind of thing sounds very mysterious. Is it okay for me to question whether it is bragging?"
Seeing that no one said anything? So Lu Weiwei quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, Uncle Hong, we were just joking. In fact, I came here this time because I have something to ask you."
"Are you the police from Furong Branch?" Looking at Lu Weiwei and others in casual clothes, Hong Bo also smiled and asked casually.
"Yes." Lu Weiwei quickly nodded in agreement and said, "We have encountered a difficult matter here. I would like to ask you for advice. Can you lend me a step to talk?"
"Of course." Hong Bo originally received a call and knew that the police from Furong Branch were coming to him for advice, so he had no intention of refusing.
He immediately stood up and said to Uncle Zhou opposite: "Old Zhou, wait for me for a while, I will challenge you later."
"Okay, no matter how you compete, you are no match for me in the field of chess." Uncle Zhou smiled teasingly.
After all, this is your own specialty. It feels good to use your own expertise to crush martial arts masters.
Then Hong Bo also followed Gu Chen and others out of the office, and then led Gu Chen and others to a nearby office and said:
"Come with me, the office of our Martial Artists Association is over there."
"Okay." Gu Chen nodded silently, and then led everyone to follow Hong Bo.
After opening the office door, Hong Bo led everyone to sit down in the living room of the office.
He said: "You can sit wherever you like. I am the only one in the office today. If you want to drink water, you can pour it yourself. The cup is placed below."
After all, Hong Bo is an elder, so there is no need to be too polite to juniors like Gu Chen.
He walked to the sofa and sat down directly.
Gu Chen and others nodded silently and gathered around Hong Bo.
"Mr. Hong, I am looking for you this time to ask for your advice. Is there anyone around here in Jiangnan City who is good at using weapons like steel claws?"
"Steel claw? What steel claw?" Upon hearing what Gu Chen said, Hong Bo was also a little curious.
"That is, it can be put on both hands, and the length of the steel claw is about this long, and then the steel claw is very sharp..."
Gu Chen also gave a rough description of the weapons he encountered in detail to Hong Bo.
After hearing this, Hong Bo's face suddenly became ugly.
After Gu Chen finished speaking, he saw the change in Hong Bo's expression, so he quickly asked: "Mr. Hong, have you ever seen this kind of weapon?"
"I've seen it once," Hong Bo said solemnly.
"Oh?" Seeing that Hong Bo had really seen this kind of weapon, Gu Chen and the others looked at each other, as if they felt that the clues were right in front of them.
So Officer Wang quickly said politely: "Well, Mr. Hong, you said you have seen this kind of weapon, when did you see it?"
"Thirty years ago." Hong Bo said.
"Thirty years ago? Isn't this too far away?" When Officer Wang heard this, he felt that this was a bit ridiculous.
But Hong Bo was lying on the sofa, thinking deeply: "At first, I didn't know what the steel claw you were talking about was?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "But you just described it to me, which reminded me of a martial arts cultural festival held in Jiangnan City 30 years ago. There was a person who used
The kind of weapon you mentioned."
"30 years ago? How old was the person who used this weapon back then?" Gu Chen was also very curious.
Hong Bo thought for a moment, shook his right index finger, and said slowly: "That person is probably... in his thirties or forties."
"Thirty or forty years old?"
Hearing what Hong Bo said, Gu Chen and others also looked at each other, as if they felt that the age span was a bit big.
Yuan Shasha couldn't help but sigh: "If the person Mr. Hong met 30 years ago was 35 years old, he would be 65 years old now."
Turning to look at Gu Chen, Yuan Shasha also continued: "So Brother Gu, how old can the person you fought against that day be?"
Gu Chen shook his head: "I didn't see his face clearly, so I can't judge."
"However, judging from the situation of fighting the opponent and the opponent's actions, I feel that he should be in his thirties or forties."
"Then he's not an old man?" Yuan Shasha asked again.
Gu Chen nodded silently: "Yes, he should be a middle-aged strong man."
"Have you ever fought with someone wearing this kind of steel claw?" Hong Bo was also very surprised when he heard what Gu Chen said just now.
Gu Chen nodded silently and quickly told Hong Bo in detail about the case he was investigating and some of the situations he encountered during the investigation.
After Hong Bo heard this, his expression suddenly became solemn.
He looked up at Gu Chen and said slowly: "Young man, the fact that you can survive in this environment shows that you still have some strength."
"After all, this kind of weapon is really incomprehensible. If you are fighting at close range, once you are caught by those steel claws, your skin and flesh may be torn to pieces."
"Yes, some injured people have wounds like this after being hit." Gu Chen also said quickly.
At this time, Hong Bo frowned again and sighed: "It seems that the other person may have some connection with the person I met 30 years ago."
"Mr. Hong, have you ever communicated with the person you met 30 years ago?"
"Yes." Hong Bo nodded silently, flicked his fingers, and continued:
"Not only did I communicate with him, we also competed."
"You...have you ever competed with him?" Officer Wang felt incredible when he heard this.
But Hong Bo nodded silently and couldn't help but say: "At that time, I relied on my martial arts skills. Especially that year, I slapped a crazy ox to death in the field and was published in major newspapers."
"So that person knows me, and he came to me to compete, which is what you often call a competition."
"After all, in the martial arts world, no matter how capable you are, once you become famous and famous, there is a saying now called traffic, right?"
"Yes, it's traffic." Gu Chen continued to nod after hearing this.
Hong Bo smiled slightly and continued to explain: "So, because of my incident of slapping a cow to death, it soon appeared in major newspapers."
"But you know, the more famous you are, the easier it is to be jealous."
"And I was in that situation at the time. Many martial arts practitioners wanted to take advantage of my traffic so that they could benefit from it."
"Because as long as they defeat me, they will tell the martial arts world and even gain unprecedented prestige in many competitions across the country."
"Once a person has this kind of fame and prestige, he will be able to do many things with ease."
"For example, starting a class and recruiting apprentices is a good income, right? There are also agents for various sports-related industries, which is also a good income, right?"
"So at that time, there were no less than 10 people who wanted to come to me to discuss challenges."
"Then will you accept the challenge?" Officer Wang asked.
"I pick it up a few times now and then. After all, some people really deserve a beating. If I don't teach them a lesson, they all think they are very powerful."
With a faint sigh, Hong Bo also sighed with emotion: "At that time, I was also in my prime, when I was in my prime of life."
"Being challenged is a great honor for me."
"So? What happened next?" Yuan Shasha also asked with wide eyes.
Hong Bo smiled slightly and continued: "I basically knocked him down."
"After all, they are in front of me. Is that kind of Kung Fu called Kung Fu? It's just fancy fists and embroidered legs. And it's just this kind of three-legged cat Kung Fu that can be used to recruit disciples. I can't figure it out."
"And the martial arts practitioners who came to participate in that event were all very confident. Fortunately, the stage at that time was mainly for martial arts performances."
"Of course there will be a special arena, but that arena is a place for martial arts competitions."
"In that ring back then, I knocked down martial arts practitioners one after another and knocked them off the ring."
"So, at that time, my reputation in Jiangnan City had reached its peak."
"Mr. Hong, how did this man with the steel claw compete with you later?" Gu Chen asked.
"Haha." After hearing what Gu Chen said, Hong Bo also smiled teasingly and said:
"That man came from out of town. He took off the pair of steel claws and threw them into the backpack on his back."
"And that person wanted to test weapons with me at that time. I knew that he must have some attainments in this area."
"So I chose a stick."
"Wooden stick, can this resist?" Lu Weiwei began to have some ominous premonitions.
But Hong Bo smiled and said: "Don't underestimate the wooden stick, it is a classic weapon."
"Whether you are in a TV series or anywhere, as long as you appear with a stick, you must be the most handsome in the audience, right?"
"It makes sense." Officer Wang crossed his hands and held his chin with his right hand, thinking:
"But I really want to know, how did you compete with this guy?"
"After all, that guy's weapons are a little weird. You've probably never seen them before, right?"
"I've never seen it before." Hong Bo admitted proactively and couldn't help but say:
"Although I have seen many strange weapons, I was still shocked when the man took out a pair of steel claws."
"Besides, this guy's pair of steel claws is amazing at what he does."
"I used wooden sticks to resist and was almost injured by him. At that time, I thought, this is just a thing? What's so strange about it?"
"The previous moves were just a test of that person. After learning about the opponent's martial arts habits and the characteristics of using steel claws to attack, I immediately started to counterattack."
"Soon, I beat the man with a wooden stick until he screamed."
"Haha, interesting." Hearing this, Officer Wang felt so interesting that he quickly asked Hong Bo:
"Is there such a possibility? Could the man in black with the steel claw we met be that man's son or other relative?"
"After all, they all use the same weapon, so they must be from the same school. You have a high status in the martial arts world and have extensive knowledge. So what do you think the relationship between these two people should be?"