Ancient master modern police

The old j's face became a little dry and hot in an instant. What he said made him, a member of the Chinese martial arts school, feel ashamed, because after thinking about it carefully, the current Chinese world in Hokkaido is really a herd of cattle, just one or two I don't know when people became indifferent to the matter of a Chinese person. As long as it doesn't affect the interests of most people, these people think that stability comes first.

Looking back on the few years when he first arrived in Hokkaido, Old J can still think of the tiger-like character Zhang Qi mentioned. As for now, after the older generation has basically retired, everyone's blood is also fading a little bit.

"Mr. Zhang, first go to the martial arts hall and sit down. I remember that the owner of the martial arts hall once said something similar. If you talk to him, there should be more common language." Old J invited.

In fact, to be a tiger or a cow, to be clear, is the difference between the hawks and the doves. Both factions can say that they are ugly, and it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong. Everyone is for survival and profit, but certain things. It is a good practice for the doves to preserve their strength, but at a certain time, the hawks are the only executors who can ensure safety.

Zhang Qi was completely disappointed with these people at first, but he didn't expect Tang Ying to have the same idea as himself. He felt that he was not alone in his way, and followed the old j back to the Chinese martial arts gym.

After sitting alone in Tang Ying's study for ten minutes, Zhang Qi saw Tang Ying whose mental outlook was quite different from last night.

"Mr. Zhang, please sit down." Tang Ying felt flattered when he saw Zhang Qi standing up to greet him. He quickly motioned for Zhang Qi to sit down, then opened the tea pot, squeezed out a pinch of tea leaves with three fingers, and made tea Come.

Although he looks calm on the outside, Tang Ying's heart is full of ups and downs. He always thinks about what old j said to him just now, what his father taught him since he was a child, "As the owner of a Chinese martial arts gym, anyone can Soft, but you must be hard until you die!"

Tang Ying has self-knowledge, he can't avenge his father's killing in the ring now, and he can't change the deal involved in that incident. With his current strength, he can't be tough in many cases, which makes Tang Ying see The Chinese forces in Hokkaido have changed from a dragon soaring into a sea to a group of dragons, a mess of scattered sand, and even fight each other for their own interests.

"Mr. Zhang, please drink tea." Tang Ying was thinking about something in his heart, but on the surface he greeted Zhang Qi normally.Ever since he caught sight of the leopard and saw Zhang Qi's strength, Tang Ying has always wanted to win over Zhang Qi, restore the glory of his father's Chinese martial arts, and awaken the blood of the gangsters in Hokkaido. This requires their martial arts to complete a goal and defeat Chengyuan Zhigang, invite the only remaining members of the older generation to reorganize the Chinese power in Hokkaido.

Tang Ying didn't know that Zhang Qi was a policeman, and he had no intention of settling down in Japan at all. After seeing Zhang Qi drinking tea, he said, "I feel guilty when I heard what old j said about that young lady, and I agree very much. Zhang's thoughts."

"Oh, don't you think it's stupid?" Zhang Qi said with a smile, with a face full of teasing, people like Old J have that kind of thinking, Tang Ying, the master of the martial arts gym, is not very competent.

Hearing Zhang Qi's teasing tone, Tang Ying blushed. He really didn't manage the martial arts well. He only cared about improving his own strength, but he couldn't educate his subordinates.So Tang Ying admitted his mistake very simply: "Tang admits that I am not good enough in managing the martial arts gym, and I can see that Mr. Zhang is very good, so here, I hope Mr. Zhang can stay and help everyone. Help the Chinese martial arts, help a group of tens of thousands of Chinese in Hokkaido."

"Mr. Zhang, can you make a decision after listening to me?" Seeing Zhang Qi shaking his head, Tang Ying hurriedly said, and after getting Zhang Qi's consent, he went on to say: "A few years ago, the Chinese forces in Hokkaido were still an iron bucket. , fighting to the death with local forces, winning and losing, but we are very united."

"Afterwards, the two parties, who felt that if the fight continued like this, they would lose both sides, started negotiating and made a two-year agreement not to allow big fights. Then Chengyuan Zhigang proposed a martial arts competition to my father. If he loses, the Chengyuan family will withdraw from the battle. On the Japanese side where the Chinese forces are fighting, if my father loses, all the people over the age of 40 in the Chinese forces will have to retire.”

"My father was beaten to death by Chengyuan Zhigang in the arena with a single move. Since then, the Chinese community in Hokkaido has been dominated by young people. Gradually, because of interests, everyone has less affection and more disputes. Later, they even attacked each other, and there were more Japanese in the Chinese gang.”

"Now it seems that the strength of the Chinese gangs seems to be similar to that of the local gangs, but everyone knows that as long as the big fight starts again, we will only fight on our own and will eventually be eaten away."

After Tang Ying finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qi longingly, stood up and bowed and said, "Defeat Chengyuan Zhigang and let the older generation participate in a formal name, so that we can have a chance to restore some inheritance, Mr. Zhang, please promise Tang A certain request!"

From Tang Ying's words, Zhang Qi finally understood the situation of the Chinese in Hokkaido. In Japan, a country where underworld organizations can even change their appearance and legalize, an ethnic group without corrupt forces means being bullied, and the Chinese gangsters have become superficial. The glamor is corrupt inside, without this umbrella, the Chinese in Hokkaido will certainly not have a good time.

However, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Zhang Qi has no time to help Tang Ying do these things, and these things are also Tang Ying's responsibility. Why would he grab them to do them?

"Why don't you defeat Chengyuan Zhigang by yourself, afraid? Escape?" Zhang Qi looked at Tang Ying and asked.

"Uh, to tell you the truth, Mr. Zhang, Chengyuan Zhigang is 37 years old this year, and he is a high-level warrior, and I am a low-level warrior." Tang Ying said blushingly, he couldn't even beat Chengyuan Temple, let alone Chengyuan Zhigang, who said he defeated his father.

Seeing Zhang Qi's puzzled expression, Tang Ying explained: "Those who have cultivated true energy are collectively called senior warriors."

"Advanced martial artist?" Zhang Qi was shocked by these shameless people. This is obviously a beginner, but also an advanced martial artist. Wouldn't he be called an immortal as a natural master?

Shaking his head amusingly, Zhang Qi asked with a smile: "Advanced warrior? For the sake of these Chinese in Hokkaido, I can accept you as a registered disciple and help you become an advanced warrior. Are you willing?"

"Apprentice? Is it just a name?" Tang Ying was a little dizzy. He just wanted to find a helper, not a master, and it seemed that the master was not very satisfied with him.

"First help you develop your sense of qi, and teach you one and a half moves. If I go to Japan in the future and see that you don't want to make progress, I will take it back!" What to do, as for Tang Ying, is the best choice.

Stretching out his hand to hold down Tang Ying, Zhang Qi poured his true energy into his body, walked along the route of the movement, and said in a deep voice to Tang Ying who was stunned: "Need your heart and calm your energy! Find the sense of energy!"