Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 20: Entering Weapons

When Ang Lee pushed the door open, the song "Romantic Dream" was rarely played in the store, but instead an unknown Cantonese song was played.

Through this period of contact, he has a vague feeling that Yi Yitian's obsession with this Cantonese opera should have something to do with the second lady of the palace.

Judging from the plot direction of a generation of grandmasters.

After Yixiantian was injured, he met Gong Er by chance on the train. Under Gong Er's cover, he escaped capture. From that moment on, Yixiantian's figure vaguely remained in his heart.

When he left Lan Yishe and came to Hong Kong Island, Yi Yitian unexpectedly discovered that Gong Er, who had left a shadow in his heart, already had someone else in his heart.

He could only hide in the opposite of Gong Er Medical Center, and opened a barber shop to guard secretly.

Is this complicated relationship just like this romantic dream?

The love in the dream is endless, and when I wake up, the mirror is full of flowers and moonlight.

Merry, after all, is a dream!

"Master!"

Perhaps because it was just after dinner, there were no customers in the store yet.

Yi Xiantian, who was listening to the music, was lying on a chair with his eyes slightly closed, his right hand on his lap, and his fingers subconsciously beating the beat.

Hearing the shout, he opened his eyes:

"How's your training going?"

"According to your statement, it should be a matter of course."

Li An thought for a while, but still answered truthfully, without hiding anything.

"is it?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Xianxiantian's face.

Li An has touched the threshold of strength, he knows this.

But it will come true, will it happen so quickly?
He stood up and motioned for Li An to follow.

The two came to an open space in the store and stood about three steps apart.

"Come on, give me a hand."

"Yeah." Li An nodded.

"Go all out, let me test your strength." Yixiantian spoke again.

Li An only hesitated for a moment and then calmed down.

Pushing his right foot on the ground, he took advantage of this inertia and stepped forward. He twisted his waist and raised his hips. He started with a hammer, and his shot was even sharper than before. It hit the front of the sky without any hesitation. .

The sound of fists smashing through the air was clearly heard in the air.

"not bad."

There was a sense of appreciation in Xiantiantian's words, and his waist sank, but he just took a defensive posture and raised his elbows.

"Bah!"

Fists and elbows intersect.

Yi Yitian took a step back following the force of Li An's drop, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Strength is indeed thoroughly practiced, but strength is almost meaningless. Just wait a moment."

With that said, he turned and walked towards the bedroom on the left.

After a while, he returned with a small wooden box in his hand.

"follow me."

His eyes glanced at the clinking wooden box in the master's hand. Although he was a little curious about the contents inside, Li An didn't ask any more questions and followed step by step.

The two came to the roof terrace one after the other.

Yi Yitian went straight to the weapon rack in the corner, and then opened the wooden box on the ground.

Li An glanced over.

Inside the wooden box, the three-inch-long gun head was full of cold light, and there was a ray of red tassel beside it.

Yi Yitian reached out and took the white wax rod on the weapon rack, put the gun head on it, and tied the red tassel on it.

"The essence of Chinese martial arts lies in fighting with weapons! But fists, feet and weapons are also different branches and leaves growing on the same tree trunk, and they complement each other. Practicing weapons well can not only increase your strength, but also understand your strength."

With that said, he walked up to Li An and handed the spear in his hand to him.

Li An only felt a slight sinking in his hands, and roughly estimated the weight, which was about 20 kilograms.

Excluding the weight of the ash rod, the gun head should be a little over two catties.

Marksmanship and Bajiquan are in the same system. As long as the proficiency increases, marksmanship will naturally become proficient.

What Li An is keen on is Yi Xian Tian's unique skills.

A razor is said to be worth a thousand dollars.

Xiantiantian saw that Li An was in a trance and looked serious.

"Hold the gun."

"Sink down at the waist, form a lunge, and hold the gun with both hands outstretched."

Li An followed suit.

Yi Xian Tian just watched quietly from the side.

After ten minutes.

There were already many beads of sweat on Li An's forehead, and even the tip of the gun, which had been motionless before, began to tremble slightly.

"If you want to practice shooting, you must first be able to hold the gun. When you can hold on for an hour and the gun head can still keep from shaking, I will teach you how to practice shooting."

"Understood, Master." Li An insisted through gritted teeth.

Snapped!
The lights on the rooftop come on.

"It's late at night and I don't even turn on the lights when I'm practicing boxing. It scares me to death."

Zhou Sheng complained.

Li An glanced at the reflected neon lights:
"I think it's pretty bright."

Zhou Sheng walked to Li An, circled around Li An twice, and clicked his tongue.

"Elder brother once told me that he practiced boxing for three years before he developed weapons. How long did it take you to practice boxing? It only takes a month to complete the full fight. Are you so exaggerated?!"

Li An was really embarrassed to answer the question, so he had to change the subject: "Brother Sheng, I just have something to trouble you."

"what's up?"

Zhou Sheng was puzzled.

The two have been together for such a long time, but Li An has never troubled him.

"It's just a matter of stall license."

Li An said casually.

He put the spear back into the weapon rack. Seeing that Zhou Sheng was still a little confused, he explained with a smile:

"I plan to open a newspaper stall, but the money I have is only enough to set up the stall. I don't have the money to pay for the Department of Health, so I can only ask you to help me run a trip."

"There's no problem with the license plate. If it's a small matter, I'll just let the guy handle it."

Zhou Sheng readily agreed.Then he murmured:

"The key is to be a newspaper vendor. Have you discussed this with the senior brother?"

As soon as Li An heard this, he understood what Zhou Sheng meant and smiled.

"Don't worry about this matter, I will hand over the newspaper file to other people, and it will not affect the affairs on the dock."

"Just make arrangements." Zhou Sheng nodded.

The two chatted a little more about things on the dock.

Just when Li An was about to take a rest, Zhou Sheng suddenly came over and asked:
"What do you think of us errands?"

Li An didn't understand why Zhou Sheng asked such a question, so he could only respond tentatively: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Zhou Sheng patted him on the shoulder:

"Since I'm asking you, of course I want to tell the truth."

"not angry?"

"not angry."

"Prostitutes and gamblers! Bad guys with cards!" Li An blurted out.

Zhou Sheng frowned: "The idea of ​​​​accommodating prostitutes and gambling is good. But what about a bad guy with bad cards?"

"The association collects protection fees from businesses, and the errands collect regulatory fees from businesses. There is no difference between the two. Seriously, aren't you errands just bad guys with Hong Kong government licenses?"

Li Anru said.

(End of this chapter)