"Get out of the way, get out of the way, please ask the God of Wealth."
"Everyone get out of the way."
"Fuck you, make way for me."
Suddenly, a series of roars and curses reached the ears of the three people.
More than a dozen men with fierce faces walked along the way, pushing away every pedestrian along the road, even the foreigners, and overturned countless stalls along the way.
A group of more than ten people turned into a restaurant not far from the three of them.
"Alas, the Shahe Gang is here again."
"This is forcing us to death. This is the third time this month."
"This month, not only did I not earn a penny, I actually lost a lot."
"God, when will I be able to live a good life?"
And just after the figures of more than ten people disappeared, the pedestrians and vendors on the street suddenly screamed in agony.
"How outrageous, the whole country is in crisis, yet you are trying to make money for the country at this time." Huang Feihong's face suddenly darkened, and with a sway, he ran towards the restaurant in front of him.
"It's Wu Chilin's restaurant, Ali, I'll go in and have a look, but be careful." Ye Wen looked up at the name of the restaurant, his face changed, he told Jiang Li, and ran over quickly.
"Shahe Gang, Wu Chi Lin." Jiang Li looked at the signboard of Fulin Restaurant and understood. He moved his right hand, and a slender silver needle appeared between his two fingers, and he hurriedly followed.
"Huang Feihong, Ip Man, you really think I'm afraid of you, Mr. Hong, so you're all going to beat me up." As soon as he reached the door, Jiang Li heard an angry roar in his ears, followed by a roaring sound of fighting.
"ah……"
"It hurts..."
"Don't hit me."
Suddenly, there was a sound like chickens and dogs jumping inside, accompanied by howls of pain.
As soon as Jiang Li walked in, he found that people had fallen on the ground on the first floor of the restaurant, holding hands and feet, crying and screaming.
"Don't let me see you again, get out." Huang Feihong stepped on a vicious man with a long and thin scar on his face. With a stern voice, he moved his feet and kicked him out, knocking down two people who had just gotten up.
subordinates.
"Ah..." The boss of the Shahe Gang screamed, not daring to say a harsh word, and hurriedly ran out with the help of several of his subordinates.
"good…"
"Well done, Master Huang."
"Get out of here, Shahezai, you dare to come here to collect protection money."
"roll."
In the restaurant, there was a burst of cheers.
"Master, Brother Wen, thank you all for this time." A muscular man wearing black training clothes covered his red face and thanked Huang Feihong and Ye Dao.
"Are you okay?" Ye Wen looked at the injuries on Wu Chilin's face and felt slightly relieved.
"It's not that you're not good at practicing martial arts. If you were better at martial arts, why would you have to worry about these scoundrels?" Compared to Ip Man, Huang Feihong was much stricter. Looking at Lin, the martial arts idiot, he looked like he hated iron.
"Okay, Feihong, Alin still has to take care of the family." Ip Man patted Huang Feihong on the shoulder and said in a broad voice.
"I'm not talking about him. It was a good thing this time. We happened to meet him. What about next time, huh." Huang Feihong was not even angry at all.
Although Wu Chi Lin doesn't have any strong foundation, his obsession with martial arts makes even Huang Feihong admire him. You can tell it from his name alone. Wu Chi Lin's surname is not Wu, but Lin.
It was just because he was so obsessed with martial arts that he was nicknamed the martial arts idiot.
Everyone has difficulties. Wu Chilin's father passed away a few years ago, leaving only such a restaurant for the two brothers. He is the elder brother, so he naturally has to take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of the family. As a result, it is inevitable that
I have lost my martial arts skills.
"Okay, okay, what's the big deal, Alin, go and wipe off the swelling medicine." Ye Wen smiled helplessly and said to Wu Chilin.
Huang Feihong's temperament is like this, he is usually gentle and unreasonable, but when he gets serious, he is harsher than anyone else.
Wu Chilin did not speak, but looked at Huang Feihong. Without Huang Feihong speaking, he did not dare to leave.
"Why don't you apply the medicine yet? Wait for me to apply it to you." Huang Feihong said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Master." Wu Chilin replied and retreated.
"Well, if this continues, he won't even be able to fight brightly. He will practice martial arts instead of kung fu, just show off his fists and embroider his legs." Huang Feihong looked at Wu Chilin's back, shook his head and sighed.
"Forget it, you don't understand A-Lin's situation yet. Sha Danyuan is unreliable and will only cause trouble for him. This family depends on him to support it." Ye Wen persuaded in a broad voice.
"Master leads me in. Cultivation depends on one person. How far he can go in the future depends on himself." Huang Feihong sighed and walked out.
"Let's go."
"How is it?" Jiang Li looked at the two people who came out.
"It's okay." Ye Wen winked at him, and Jiang Liming wisely did not ask any more questions.
After such an incident, Huang Feihong's interest was not that high. The three of them walked around for a while and then returned to Baozhilin.
"Master...Master...there...is...in there..." As soon as he returned to Baozhilin, a man with big buck teeth came up to him and spoke stammering Mandarin. It took him half a day to finish his sentence.
"Are there any patients inside?" Huang Feihong, who was already used to it, asked quickly.
"Yes...yes..." Yachasu held his neck and struggled for a long time before he said two words.
"Stop talking, I'll go take a look." Huang Feihong walked into Baozhilin and walked towards the pharmacy.
"Ye...Master Ye..." Yachasu glanced at Huang Feihong's back and held his hands towards Ip Man.
"Okay, okay, we're fine here. Go and help Feihong." Ye Wen nodded and said to him.
"Yes." Yacasu replied in English, turned around and ran in.
"His name is Yacasu, Feihong's apprentice. He just came back from the United States and studied medicine with him. Although he stutters, he has no problem speaking English." Ye Wen explained to Jiang Li.
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"Yachasu?" Jiang Li nodded with a smile. He is a classic character in the Huang Feihong movie and is full of jokes. How could he not know this?
"I don't know what happened inside. Let's go in and take a look." Jiang Li said, walking towards the pharmacy.
Huang Feihong was a master of medicine and martial arts. In some aspects, his medical skills were much more powerful than his martial arts. However, because most of the movies showed martial arts, this shining point of his was overshadowed.
When you walk into the pharmacy, you will be greeted by the bitter smell of Chinese medicine, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
"Master Chen, your arm is broken and three ribs on your chest are broken. Fortunately, your vitals are not injured. You will be fine after a month of training." Huang Feihong's voice came from the room inside.
"Thank you, Master Huang." A weak voice sounded.
Jiang Li and Ye Wen walked in and found Huang Feihong putting a plaster on a pale, short-bearded middle-aged man.
"Master Ye, you are here too." When the middle-aged man saw Ye Wen walking in, he endured the pain in his body and hugged him.
"Master Chen, what's going on? Why is the injury so serious this time?" Ye Wen returned the salute, looked at the middle-aged man who was sweating with pain on his forehead, and asked with a frown.
"Oh, don't talk about it. I am not good at studying and have lost the face of my ancestors." The middle-aged man looked ashamed, shook his head and sighed,
"A few days ago, a Japanese suddenly came to Foshan Martial Arts Street and opened a martial arts gym called Ishikawa Dojo. We didn't know his details and didn't dare to provoke them.
Unexpectedly, when I woke up early this morning, Miura Ichiro from the Ishikawa Dojo went door-to-door to kick him. I was no match for him. I was severely injured after three moves and two attacks. If others hadn't saved me, my safety today would have been in danger."
