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

Chapter 97 Fatty Meat
"Oh, why come here so early? You don't have to go to the embassy to work?"

Li An asked casually.

"Sir He said he had a day off today and happened to have time, so he stopped by to lead Uncle Jun and the others to apply for identity certificates."

Xiwei responded.

He scratched his head, looked at Li An and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"It's nothing."

Li An shook his head.

After all, some time ago, the Yuen Long snake-killing group was wiped out and 23 people were killed. This incident caused quite a stir.

Moreover, He Yi also told him that for new immigrants who have recently arrived, the immigration office will be relatively strict in reviewing identity certificates.

Although there has been little coverage of the snake-fighting group in the newspapers these past two days, it seems to have been forgotten over time.But Li An inevitably asked one more question.

……

The sea surface was sparkling, and coolies carrying goods were getting off the freighter in an orderly manner along the nearly five-meter-long springboard. It was a bustling scene.

Hou Shijie looked at these coolies and found that compared to the coolies working under other foremen, the coolies in front of him seemed to be more enthusiastic about their work.

When he arrived, Li An had already told him that the two berths at Pier [-] were now being managed by Xiwei.

After roughly taking a look at the situation at the dock, Hou Shijie approached Xiwei and patted him on the shoulder.

"Not to mention, these two berths are well maintained."

"I just followed Brother An's instructions, but I don't dare to take credit."

Xiwei accepted the words sheepishly.

For Hou Shijie, Xiwei was deeply impressed.

When my brothers dealt with the fat guy, they almost vomited bile because it was their first time killing someone.But the unattractive young man in front of him had a normal expression, as if he didn't care.

"There's no need to be so modest, right?"

Hou Shijie joked casually. .

Seeing that Xiwei looked serious, he stopped joking:

"Okay, from now on I will follow you to do things. It looks like you are taking inventory of goods, being a cashier or something like that. Just help me arrange a job."

"I dare not."

Hou Shijie said it casually, but Xiwei waved his hands repeatedly.

When he worked as a coolie under Sanjiang sailors, Sanjiang Shui was almost a hands-off shopkeeper. Most of the time he was either helping at the stall or drinking tea in the pergola. Hou Shijie took care of almost everything on the dock.

Now let him make the arrangements, but he wouldn't dare to make a rash decision and take over everything.

Xiwei just looked at Li An, the inquiry in his eyes was unclear.

Li An thought for a while and said:
"Brother Jie, it's really not easy to arrange things now. If there's anything too busy on the dock, just lend a hand and help. If you have nothing to do, just rest. We'll talk about it tomorrow. What do you think?"

"It's okay with me, just look at the arrangements."

Hou Shijie smiled and nodded.

Since Li An said this, he was happy to be at ease.

"Xiwei, Uncle Jun is not here, please take Brother Jie over to help first."

"Ok."

Xiwei responded quickly and turned around to leave with Hou Shijie.

Li An looked around the entire dock, his eyes lingering on the foremans surrounded by horses for a while.

Now that his two berths are well organized, he has enough manpower, and Hou Shijie is here to help, he should eat a few pieces of the fat that is placed around his mouth.

Meanwhile, the Muay Thai gym on Ferry Street.

Yu Jiujiang and his teacher sat across from each other.

A copy of the Hong Kong Times lies on the red-painted square table.

"Teacher, when you competed with Chen Zhansheng from Cai Lifu Martial Arts School yesterday, there was no clear winner. Why did you take the initiative to admit defeat?"

Yu Jiujiang looked at the headlines in the newspaper and asked with some confusion.

For a teacher who has experienced more than 20 years of experience in the ring and has never lost a match, surrendering without a clear winner really broke his cognition.

And with his eyesight, he could see that if he continued to fight, his teacher would have a higher chance of winning.

Naipeng is 45 years old, with dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes.He did not answer his disciple's question, but digressed.

"Then tell me, what is the purpose of my coming to Hong Kong?"

"The main purpose of your coming here is to spread Muay Thai."

Naifeng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked again:
"Then what do you think the martial arts community will do if I win this fight?"

"I will definitely not give up."

Yu Jiujiang almost blurted out without thinking.

But as soon as the words came out, Yu Jiujiang was stunned for a moment, and then frowned, seeming to understand what his teacher meant.Naifeng saw Yu Jiujiang's expression in his eyes.

“We are here to promote Muay Thai, not to enmity with the martial arts world, and there is no need to care about winning or losing in the moment.

After this period of hype in newspapers, most citizens now know about Muay Thai, and our goal has been achieved.

You have to know that it takes time to accept a new fighting technique.With its reputation, more students will come to learn boxing, and Muay Thai will naturally slowly take root. "

Speaking of this, Naifeng chuckled:
"I believe that as time goes by, more and more students will come here to learn Muay Thai. I will let Ziri stay in Hong Kong and open two Muay Thai gyms in Wan Chai."

Nai Feng also knew about the situation of the practitioners in martial arts schools in Hong Kong.Except for the so-called direct disciples, most students in the martial arts gym can only scratch the surface after three or four years of learning boxing.

But Muay Thai is different. It has obvious advantages. As long as students can calm down and study for a year and a half, they will be able to achieve initial results.

If things go on like this, more and more students will come to learn boxing.

Yu Jiujiang agreed heartily: "Teacher, I understand what you mean."

He stood up and refilled a cup of tea for his teacher.

Naifeng rubbed the teacup with his rough thumb and spoke calmly:
"What happened to that underground boxing ring? Three of the boxers you brought there lost their lives in just a few days?"

In Thailand, boxers are very cheap, and the appearance fee for a boxing match is very little.

Most of them are poor boxers who can't even support their wives and children on appearance fees.

In order to earn enough money to support their families, boxers can only survive by participating in some cheap underground boxing matches.

If you want to fight a Muay Thai champion like him, you have to play hundreds of useless preparatory matches in advance to get a slightly higher appearance fee in regular matches.

So when Yu Jiujiang took the Muay Thai masters from the performing troupe to box, and the other party paid enough to appear, Naifeng had no objection.

Yu Jiujiang's heart tightened and he quickly said:
"There have been a lot of boxers with sharp punches and kicks coming to the boxing ring recently, so I defeated three boxers in a row."

"is it?"

Naifeng became a little interested: "Then I will go to the boxing ring with you tonight to have a look."

"Ah."

Yu Jiujiang nodded.

He was silent for a while and then said: "Teacher, the person in charge of the boxing ring, Ma Jingsheng, has heard of your reputation and hopes to talk to you. The appearance fee is negotiable."

"It's not urgent."

Naifeng waved his hand and changed the topic:
"It's been five years since you left my boxing ring and returned to Hong Kong. I just have nothing to do today. Let's have a fight to see if you have improved in the past few years."

Yu Jiujiang only hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, teacher."

Naipeng drank all the tea in the cup and stood up.

The two walked through the lounge and came to the boxing gym in the front hall.

The boxing gym is not big, only about fifty square meters.However, some sandbags, boxing targets and other equipment are readily available, and a five-meter-square boxing ring stands in the middle.

Naifeng took off his shoes and climbed onto the ring.

When Yu Jiujiang came on stage, the two stood opposite each other.

Because it was just a discussion between teacher and disciple, the two did not dance and pray like in a formal competition. After a brief ceremony, the two slowly retreated.

Yu Jiujiang's expression was solemn, and his fists were carefully guarded in front of him.

Naifeng moved his neck, then stepped forward and rushed over. A fierce and fierce straight punch went straight to Yu Jiujiang's face, and his right foot was ready to go.

Yu Jiujiang stretched out his hand to block, only to dodge the slightest contact.His body swayed from side to side, trying to find an opportunity to take action.

But Naifeng didn't want to give him a chance to distance himself. He stepped closer and hit Yu Jiujiang's temple with his thickly callused elbow!
Yu Jiujiang did not dare to receive his teacher's elbow. He could only kick forward and backward again, trying to avoid it.Unexpectedly, Naifeng suddenly raised his right foot and kicked him violently, targeting his chest and abdomen.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Yu Jiujiang hit him with a knee without even thinking.

But what Yu Jiujiang didn't expect was that Naifeng's kick towards his abdomen was a feint.

He felt his knees sinking, but when his right foot stepped on his knees, he jumped up into the air, and the sharp tip of his elbow hit him on the head!
Yu Jiujiang's expression suddenly changed, and he leaned to the left, trying to avoid the elbow.

What he didn't expect was that Naifeng, who was in mid-air, changed his moves again, arched his body, bent his knees and slammed into his chin!

Only then did Yu Jiujiang understand that from the moment the two came into contact, he had completely fallen into the rhythm of his teacher's attack.

His arms subconsciously protected his chin, firmly blocking the knee collision.

A loud bang!
Along with the severe pain in his arm, Yu Jiujiang felt a strong force rushing down the opponent's knee, and he couldn't stop retreating.

Naifeng landed on his feet, sprinted, jumped into the air, and hit his chest with a flying knee!
Seeing that the flying knee was getting closer and closer to him, Yu Jiujiang could only bear the pain and stretched out his arms to block, and couldn't help but say:

"teacher!"

Naifeng turned a deaf ear and hit Yu Jiujiang's blocking elbow with his flying knee!

Yu Jiujiang was knocked flying one meter away and fell onto the ring with a thud!

"After so many years since I came out of my boxing gym, I haven't made any progress at all."

Naifeng stared at Yu Jiujiang, who couldn't get up, with a cold tone.

(End of this chapter)