Wang Liangyu bid farewell to Lao Chen and left Yuxu Palace.
After descending from Wudang Mountain, Wang Liangyu got on the boat and sailed down the Han River.
Stayed in Jiangcheng for several days, eating and drinking.
Afterwards, we continued to take the boat and headed east across the Yangtze River.
In a few days, the ship arrived at Jinling and stayed for three days.
Wang Liangyu stayed on the boat and did not get off the boat.
Jinling is the home of Bald Man, and Wang Liangyu shines with a red heart in the sun, worried that he can't help but do something earth-shattering.
It's just that God doesn't have his way.
Wang Liangyu didn't want to get off the boat, but someone came on board to invite him.
It turns out that Wang Liangyu never concealed his whereabouts all the way, so as soon as Wang Liangyu arrived in Jinling, Bald Man already knew about it and sent someone to invite him early.
"The bald man is not afraid that I will kill him with one punch!" Wang Liangyu was speechless, silently complaining in his heart.
Wang Liangyu hesitated for a long time and finally agreed.
After seeing him, Wang Liangyu was unexpectedly calm, he was just a little old man.
A party that was not open to the outside world was held at No. 292 Changjiang Road. The attendees were all high-level government officials and military generals from Baldy's side, and Wang Liangyu was Baldy's special guest.
The moment Wang Liangyu appeared on the stage, he immediately attracted the attention of the audience. Some were surprised and curious, while others were envious and jealous.
Wang Liangyu looked calm, and kept scanning the faces, matching them with the names of the people introduced by the bald man, including many notorious traitors in history.
"My hands are a little itchy!" Wang Liangyu twisted his wrists quietly, silently thinking about the possibility of taking action and the possible consequences of taking action.
After much thought and fear of the power of the mythical beast, Wang Liangyu chose to give up.
Wang Liangyu, who had no other thoughts, immediately relaxed and started eating and drinking as he should. However, the bald man was a bit annoying, and he often dragged him to meet people, as if an elder was supporting his nephew.
Wang Liangyu smiled with a smile on her face, but she cursed in her heart: "This bald man is not a good person, and he is ruining my reputation!"
After finally waiting until the party was over, Wang Liangyu refused Baldy's invitation to chat again and hid back on the boat, determined not to get off the boat.
No, big news would break out the next afternoon.
Zhao Ming was assassinated, shot three times, seriously injured and dying!
Wang Liangyu was a little startled when he heard the newsboy's cry on the pier. He hurriedly bought a newspaper and started reading it quickly.
It turned out that today was the day for Bald Man to hold a conference, and an assassin disguised himself as a reporter and took advantage of the photo opportunity to fire three shots.
"You didn't die even after three shots, your life is really big!" Wang Liangyu complained and continued reading.
This Evening News reporter can be said to have great magical powers. He can kill someone in just half a day, but he can even figure out the identity and origin of the assassin.
The assassin's name was Sun Fenghai, who was sent by Wang Yaqiao to kill Bald Zi. Unfortunately, Bald Zi didn't show up, so Zhao Ming became the scapegoat and received three bullets.
"What a pity, why didn't he die?" Wang Liangyu couldn't help but muttered again after putting down the newspaper.
It was night and the port was silent.
In the early morning of the third day, the ferry departed from the pier.
Wang Liangyu was dressed in black, standing in front of the window, looking at Jinling under the dawn, with a slight smile on his face.
A few days later, Wang Liangyu arrived at Shanghai, the estuary of the Yangtze River.
Walking on the street, Wang Liangyu felt complicated.
It is worthy of being a foreign city. The prosperity and fashion of Shencheng are incompatible with the China of this era.
Drunken life and dreaming, Qinhuai merchant girl!
Wang Liangyu sighed, no longer thinking about playing, found a rickshaw, and went straight to Jingwu Club.
The Jingwu Association, the full name of the Jingwu Sports Association, was founded by Huo Yuanjia. Together with the Chinese Warriors Association, "there is the Jingwu Association in the south and the Warriors Association in the north."
It’s just that decades have passed.
The Chinese Warriors Association has become a cloud, but the Jingwu Association is becoming more and more prosperous, with guild halls all over the country, and even branches abroad, and its reputation is far and wide.
When Wang Liangyu comes to Shanghai, he must go to this Jingwu Association.
After a while, the Jingwu Association Headquarters arrived.
"There are quite a lot of people!" Looking at the endless stream of pedestrians in front of the guild hall, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but think of the late Gong Baosen and the disappeared Chinese Warriors Association, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
After sighing, Wang Liangyu walked in.
The main hall of the Jingwu Association was renovated from the former central auditorium. The space inside is very open, and some young people wearing shorts are humming and practicing their fists and kicks.
Wang Liangyu glanced at it and then looked away, trying to find someone to guide him.
Then I saw a person running towards me with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
"Your Excellency is the Sun-Destroying Arrow, Mr. Wang Liangyu?" The visitor stood in front of Wang Liangyu, his voice was slightly trembling, and he seemed very excited.
Wang Liangyu looked at the visitor, nodded, and asked: "Who are you?"
"My name is Huo Ting'en, my late father Huo Yuanjia!" Huo Ting'en introduced himself, and then he couldn't wait to pull Wang Liangyu inside and continued, "I have long heard that your husband traveled to China, and I have been looking forward to him!"<
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Wang Liangyu pressed Huo Ting'en in surprise. Could this be his fanboy too?
Along the way, Wang Liangyu has encountered so many things.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but look at Huo Ting'en. He was a bit old, so it seemed inappropriate to call him fan brother.
While thinking wildly, Huo Ting'en led Wang Liangyu into an office and asked him to sit down and serve tea, which was quite respectful.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Wang Liangyu explained his intention.
Huo Ting'en waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Sir, whatever you want to learn, just say it, Jingwu has it, and never hide it!"
After a pause, Huo Ting'en added with a smile, "In fact, not long ago, I just made a copy of all the books, periodicals and videos from the Jingwu Association and entrusted Senior Brother Chen Zhen to send them to Tianjin!"
"Mr. Huo is so generous! The Jingwu Association is benevolent and righteous!" Wang Liangyu thanked him with his hands, and then said, "It's disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating, so I will leave the White Ape Sword Technique I learned in the Jingwu Association!"
Huo Ting'en was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "I have heard of your reputation as a swordsman for a long time, and I also admire your white ape swordsmanship very much!"
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. It's better to choose today!"
Later, Wang Liangyu practiced the white ape sword technique with Huo Ting'en.
At the end of the set of sword moves, Huo Ting'en was even more amazed and called him "Fairy Sword"!
On the same day, Wang Liangyu stayed at the Jingwu Association Headquarters.
At the same time, the news of Wang Liangyu's arrival in Shanghai had spread, and martial arts people in Shanghai sent invitations to visit him. Later, the influence spread beyond the martial arts world, and celebrities from all walks of life came to visit, from the political circles to the military circles. p>
For a time, the threshold of Jingwu Hall was leveled.
The first people who came were all martial arts people. Wang Liangyu also hoped to gain benefits from these people, so he would not refuse.
No, more and more people came to visit, and it was difficult for Wang Liangyu to say no again.
After patiently looking at some people, Wang Liangyu was annoyed but could not refuse. In the end, he could only use the name of seclusion to block all the people coming in, and then he found peace.
On this day, Wang Liangyu was studying Huo Jia Mizong Quan with Huo Ting'en at the Jingwu Hall.
A young man with short hair strode in, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, tall and capable.
"This face looks familiar to me!" Looking at the young man's face, Wang Liangyu immediately recognized it. I'm afraid this is the Chen Zhen!
As expected, Huo Ting'en saw the person coming and immediately introduced him: "Liang Yu, this is my senior brother, Chen Zhen!" After saying that, Huo Ting'en looked at Chen Zhen again, pointed at Wang Liangyu and introduced, "Chen Zhen, this is my senior brother, Chen Zhen!"
It’s Mr. Wang Liangyu whom you miss day and night!”
Day and night?
Hearing this word, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but shudder and looked at Chen Zhen with a strange expression.
Chen Zhen's eyes were fiery, he cupped his fists and saluted, and then rushed forward.