The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 87
"Drive! Drive!"

When the sky was slightly bright, the city gate had just opened, and a Qingqi rushed out of the city gate.

Yan Zhendong's face was pale, and with the money he picked up, he desperately whipped the horse under his crotch.

"The barracks must never go back. A team of 100 people was stripped naked and robbed of foreign guns. It's a small shame, but a big loss of a gun!"

"I didn't have a transfer order, and secondly, I didn't have a letter. I have violated a big taboo by leading troops into the city. If Hu Yanfen protects me, I'm afraid there is still a chance, but..."

Thinking of Hu Yufen's usual reputation, Yan Zhendong reckoned that not only would this guy not protect himself, but he might even put all the blame on himself.

"The people from the Strong Martial Arts Association pretended to be members of Boxing Boxing. They were so daring. Shandong Boxing Boxing has become a worry for the imperial court. I was confiscated by Boxing Boxing at this time. I will only become the target of the people above to vent their anger. "

"Can't stay, leave Tianjin Mansion, no, leave the North!"

Yan Zhendong is not stupid, he can already think that if he doesn't leave, his life may be in danger.

At the moment, he could only urge the horse with all his strength, and fled south all the way.

"Damn you, you bastard of the Strong Martial Arts Association, just grab the gun and forget it, why grab my money!"

Yan Zhendong was full of resentment, and when he thought of Feng Ji in the strong martial arts meeting, he was afraid again.

This Feng Ji is really the scariest master he has ever seen.

In the northern martial arts, I am afraid that no one is invincible.

Such a strong man is in Jinmen, I am afraid that Jinmen will not live in peace.

Various thoughts flashed through Yan Zhendong's mind, and he fled south all the way.

A few days later, all the money was spent, and I didn't dare to rob my house, for fear of attracting the attention of the government.

Along the way, relying on iron cloth shirt kung fu, performing arts to make money.

After going around and around, one day after a month, I came to Foshan, Guangdong.

He inquired about the imperial court's news everywhere, and inspected the sea arrest documents at the gate of the yamen one by one, and found that there was no arrest warrant for him, and he was relieved.

I couldn't help but move my mind again.

"Nowadays there is chaos all over the place, and the imperial court has no time to take care of itself. The southern government doesn't even know about the crimes in the north. Maybe I can stay here. With my iron cloth shirt skills, sooner or later I will be able to make a living."

Feng Ji's figure flashed in his mind, and his mind moved slightly.

"That fellow has more than 300 people under his command and dares to resist the government. If he can do it, why can't I?"

"Martial arts... well, I might as well open a martial arts here!"

"It's just the money..."

Thinking of this, he was in trouble for a while.

These are all later stories.

Ever since Yan Zhendong escaped, hundreds of new troops at Xiaozhan were attacked by dozens of boxers at night, throwing their guns and disarming them, which became a joke in Jinmen.

For a while, Li Hongzhang in the capital was furious.

However, Cao Fu, the prefect of Jinmen, and Liu Zhiyi, the garrison, jointly impeached Hu Xunfen, abused his power, and sent troops into Jinmen privately without an order.

Emperor Guangxu was furious, and directly ordered Hu Yunfen to suspend his post for investigation. Li Hongzhang immediately offered his guarantee after seeing this.

The conservative faction headed by Prince Yi took this opportunity to attack Li Hongzhang and others wantonly in order to seize power.

The reformers also took this opportunity to ask the emperor to reform and learn from Western law.

All of a sudden, the ruling and opposition forces were staged one after another.

……

On the contrary, no one paid attention to the Qiangwuhui.

Feng Ji couldn't help sighing that the Qing Dynasty was really over.

Seven days later, branches of Feng Ji's Qiangwuhui spread all over Tianjin.

At the same time, the Tianjin Guohuo gang was completely swept away by Feng Ji.

When encountering dissatisfied people, Feng Ji didn't need to make a move. Yan Si and Zhao Jian led people directly to the opponent's headquarters.

On Feng Ji's side, he moved the Feng family from the inside of the city to outside the city, bought an ancient castle covering an area of ​​over a hundred acres, and set up an altar here, which became the main altar of the Strong Martial Arts Association.

In just a few months, the Feng family became the largest local tyrant and landlord in Jinmen.

The Qiangwuhui became the largest gang in Tianjin.

The Feng family's business also started to develop from medicinal materials to water transportation, river transportation, sea transportation and other aspects.

With the secret backing of Qiang Wuhui, the business of the Feng family naturally went smoothly.

Many businessmen even wished to do business with the Feng family, so as to take the opportunity to get the protection of the Strong Martial Arts Association.

On this day, in the middle courtyard of Fengjiabao.

Feng Ji stood in front of an iron pot, his upper body was bare, and he kept stirring in the iron pot with both hands.

In the iron pot, the black iron sand was boiling hot, and it was stirred up by Feng Ji, bringing up bursts of white smoke.

Feng Ji's palms were white and crystal clear, without any damage.

An old man on the side was shocked when he saw this scene.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Feng Ji thrust his hands into the iron sand, and there was a muffled sound, and the iron pot pierced through directly.

A large amount of iron sand leaked onto the fire, and green smoke curled up.

Feng Ji withdrew his palm and frowned slightly: "Old Zhou, is this the iron-sand palm you said can only be practiced in ten years?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled wryly: "It's the old man's eyesight. The president has practiced horizontal kung fu a long time ago. This iron sand palm, ordinary people's practice, ten years is considered fast. You... this old man is also the first time I have seen it. .”

Feng Ji shook his head, a little disappointed, and said, "Come here, replace the iron sand with barbed caltrop."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help being secretly startled.

The barbed wire is full of sharp thorns, if the fleshy palm is inserted into it, wouldn't ordinary people become bloody in an instant?

Even if he has mastered iron sand palms, he would not dare to practice with barbed caltrops.

But he didn't dare to dissuade him, he could see that the president was a real monster, and he couldn't judge him with common sense.

Feng Ji was about to continue, when the servant girl Fengchun trotted in and shouted, "Master, please come over."

Feng Ji nodded upon hearing the words, and said, "Understood."

He turned to look at the old man, and asked, "Old Zhou, have you found a master of energy transformation?"

Hearing this, Elder Zhou smiled wryly and said, "President, there are only a handful of masters of energy transformation. It's really hard to find Shenlong. Give me a little more time."

Feng Ji was a little puzzled. In his impression, there were many masters in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

He subconsciously asked, "Did you find it outside Jinmen?"

"I've found them all. Right now, many masters are hiding among the people, and it's really hard to contact them."

Feng Ji had no choice but to say, "Spend a little more effort. Right now, I have completed the dark energy, but I still can't get started with the transformation energy. I need expert guidance."

Elder Zhou couldn't help but said: "There are many masters in the capital, if the president has time, he can go to the capital."

"Who are the masters in the capital?"

"That's too much. Dong Haichuan, the master of gossip, and Yang Luchan, the master of Taiji, their descendants are all in the capital."

"In addition, there are four recognized mountains in the capital, Aobai of the Divine Hand, Buting of the Huaquan King, Yu Wanshan of the Divine Prison, and Tao An of the Splitting Palm..."

Mr. Zhou is very familiar with his family, and he seems to know the masters in the capital very well.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly when he heard that, there are indeed many masters in the capital, if there is a chance, he must go to the capital.

Right now, he has achieved a great deal of dark energy, but he still can't comprehend the energy of transformation.

You can only practice hard skills every day to continuously strengthen your defense.

I don't know what level of defense power I have reached now.

After saying a few more words, Feng Ji got dressed and walked to the living room.

As soon as he arrived at the living room, he saw Feng Changren who was walking back and forth in the living room with an anxious face.

And Yu Saifeng with slightly red eyes.

Feng Ji was surprised, now Tianjin Mansion, there is still something that can make parents panic?
"Father, are you looking for me?"

Feng Changren came back to his senses immediately, hurried over, and said eagerly: "Ji'er, something serious has happened, and the elder sister sent a letter, asking us to send someone to pick them up!"

Feng Ji was stunned: "What happened?"

"Guangdong was in great chaos, the Qing government ceded Taiwan Island, the Japanese were not satisfied, and had already begun to demarcate the concession. Duan's shop was in the concession, and was occupied by the Japanese, and even everyone was detained. The life and death of the eldest sister and the others are uncertain. On the street, ask for help at home."

(End of this chapter)