Republic of China era: A hundred-year-old still practicing martial arts? Is that right?

Bai Xiaonian was somewhat worried. He looked through the vermilion gate of the martial arts hall towards the distant streets and alleys, where there were far fewer pedestrians.

Since the establishment of the concessions.

His classmates often mentioned the evil deeds of foreigners to him.

The east neighbor's wife has gone missing, and the west neighbor's daughter has disappeared.

The eastern part of the city, which was allocated to the Japanese, was the hardest hit area.

Bai Xiaonian felt a tightness in his chest, and his pace quickened involuntarily.

Dog Tail Alley is located in the east of the city. My sister is all alone and has no one to rely on. I don't know how she is doing or if she has been bullied.

Just as Bai Xiaonian stepped over the threshold of the martial arts hall, a voice rang out behind him: "Bai Xiaonian, wait a moment."

Bai Xiaonian turned around and saw Wang Meng waving at him from not far away.

Ever since the last conflict at the martial arts academy, Bai Xiaonian has had a bad impression of Wang Meng. Bai Xiaonian frowned slightly and reluctantly gave a student's salute: "Instructor Wang."

Wang Meng walked forward slowly, hands behind his back, a fake smile plastered on his face, but his eyes betrayed undisguised contempt: "Young man, could you do me a favor?"

"Teacher Wang, what do you say?" Bai Xiaonian was unwilling; he only had one thought in his mind: to go home and find his sister.

"Here's the thing, I left something at Huifeng Restaurant. Could you go and get it for me?" Wang Meng paused, as if just realizing something, and reached into his pocket: "I won't let you go for nothing. Here are two silver dollars as a running fee."

Bai Xiaonian was initially reluctant to agree, but his gaze swept over the two silver dollars, and his mind raced.

Huifeng Restaurant is just around the corner, it won't hurt to go there.

Besides, you can earn two silver dollars!

Grandpa Lin only earned two silver dollars a month as a doorman at Wutang.

Two silver dollars can greatly reduce my sister's burden.

Bai Xiaonian feigned composure, his tone extremely strained:

"I wanted to go home and visit earlier, but since you made the request, Teacher Wang, it's still early, so I'll make the trip."

Bai Xiaonian reached out and took the silver coin from Wang Meng's hand.

Wang Meng, being cunning and shrewd, could easily fathom Bai Xiaonian's thoughts. However, he didn't expose him: "Go quickly and come back quickly. Just mention my name when you get there."

"Okay!" Bai Xiaonian packed up the silver dollars, turned around and left the martial arts hall.

Behind.

Wang Meng's eyes suddenly turned sinister.

"Who told you to get involved with that old man?"

"I hope that kid Si Tianhu can handle the task that Young Master Zhang entrusted to him properly and that nothing goes wrong."

Wang Meng turned and walked deeper into the martial arts hall.

Huifenglou is not far away.

It's located in the south of the city.

There is only a small path between Wutang and Huifenglou.

Bai Xiaonian kept his head down, walked quickly, and plunged into the path.

"Shh-"

A whistle suddenly rang out.

A group of three people dressed in rich attire emerged from the shadows.

"Si Tianhu!"

Bai Xiaonian looked Si Tianhu up and down. Compared to when he was in the Martial Arts Hall, Si Tianhu had gotten even fatter.

At this moment, his gaze was unfocused, his steps were unsteady, and he had lost the spirit and energy of a martial artist.

Clearly, without the discipline of the martial arts school, he indulges in wine and women all day long and has completely forgotten about martial arts training.

"Bai Xiaonian, Young Master Zhang would like to invite you to his residence. I hope you won't be so rude and waste my time." Si Tianhu's eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't slept for days.

"Young Master Zhang? Zhang Shijie!" Bai Xiaonian suddenly realized what Wang Meng's contemptuous look had just revealed.

They've fallen into a trap!

You bastard Wang Meng!

"Take him down!" Si Tianhu roared hoarsely, his fat trembling with his anger.

The two young men beside him twisted their feet and charged at Bai Xiaonian, kicking up clouds of dust.

Si Tianhu was somewhat puzzled. Why would Zhang Shijie send two Ming Jin experts to Bai Xiaonian, who was merely a meat refiner?

"What a waste! Absolutely a waste."

Two powerful gusts of wind tore through the air at the same time, and two thunderous roars from the left and right made Bai Xiaonian's ears ring. He had no time to dodge.

"Wait!"

"call out--"

A beam of light pierced through the air, striking the two youths who were attacking Bai Xiaonian.

The young man reluctantly withdrew his fist, looked up, and saw a Japanese samurai in a black kimono!

Behind the Japanese man were three other people, also dressed in kimonos and holding katana.

"Japanese! What do you want?" Si Tianhu's eyes widened in anger, and he shouted hoarsely, "Let me tell you, this is the British Concession in the south of the city! You can't act so recklessly here!"

"Baka! We'll take this one! Yours, get out!" The black-clad samurai was extremely arrogant, his samurai sword suddenly flipping, a chilling aura rushing straight at Si Tianhu.

"What are you all standing there for? Get him!" Si Tianhu's pupils widened in shock, and he stumbled back, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Take down Bai Xiaonian! If you don't complete Young Master Zhang's mission, you'll be in deep trouble!"

The two men turned pale. The Japanese samurai were clearly stronger than them. How could they possibly fight this battle?

But remembering Zhang Shijie's methods, the two of them still gritted their teeth and went to stop him.

……

Trail entrance.

Two men in black hurried along the corner of the wall and disappeared into the alley.

"The Japanese, and who is that other person?"

"Judging by his fighting style, he seems to be from the Zhang family!"

"The Zhang family? What's going on with them? Just how many powerful forces has this old man offended? No wonder the higher-ups gave Commander Chen a death order to arrest him."

"Let's go! Go back and report to the commander. Both of these groups are at least at the Ming Jin level; we can't handle them."

"Okay." Chen Ba tightened his mask, bent over and turned to leave the alley.

As soon as he turned around, a face etched with wrinkles appeared before him.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He recognized the face.

It was the person in the portrait.

He just looks much younger than in the portrait.

Chen Ba's shock instantly turned to joy: "I've searched high and low without finding it, and now it's come to me without any effort at all."

This thing actually came to us of its own accord.

He suddenly unleashed his inner energy, his palms flashing, the wind from his palms tearing through the air with the sound of thunder from tigers and leopards.

He shouted angrily, "Old man, Commander Chen requests your presence!"

He possesses the strength of the late stage of Ming Jin, and is one of the top experts in the Governor's Mansion.

"Click!"

A withered hand reached out and landed on his palm as he swung it with all his might.

moment.

His palm strike could no longer advance an inch, and even the internal force in his palm had dissipated without a trace.

A terrifying thought quickly rose in his mind.

Hidden strength!

This old man uses hidden strength!

"Click!"

The next moment, a hand chop struck his neck, and his body went limp, collapsing to the ground.

Just before losing consciousness, he saw his compatriot next to him being knocked unconscious against the wall by a strikingly beautiful woman using the same method.

"I'm going to save Bai Xiaonian." Lin Ji turned and stepped into the alley.

The alley was narrow.

Lin Ji had just stepped into the alley.

The two groups of people, on the verge of exchanging blows, turned to look at each other.

"Grandpa Lin!"

"Old Lin!" Si Tianhu exclaimed in alarm, "Damn it! Didn't that old bastard Wang Meng say this old man wasn't here?"

The Japanese man turned his head sharply, his eyes narrowing, a flash of surprise in them:

"Didn't Lord Jingxiu go to Xincheng to look for these two? Why are they here again? Could it be...?"

"Impossible! Lord Jingxiu is at the peak of the Dark Force realm, half a step into the Transcendent Realm! How could this be!"

Lin Ji strolled leisurely from the intersection.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of everyone.

Everyone's gaze froze upon seeing this scene.

Si Tianhu, weak and with his cloudy eyes failing to discern anything amiss, raised his voice in a hoarse tone: "An old gatekeeper of a martial arts hall, delivering himself to our doorstep, don't blame me for being impolite. Take him down!"

Asuka's narrow eyes flashed with a chilling glint, and she abruptly turned her sword, aiming it at Lin Ji: "For Princess Jingmei!"

"Grandpa Lin, hurry up! Don't worry about me, these people are all at least at the Ming Jin level, you can't handle them!" Bai Xiaonian's eyes were red and swollen, and he felt a pang of guilt. How did he end up involving Grandpa Lin again?

"Old man, you're doomed now!" Si Tianhu grinned smugly, a glint of cunning flashing in his narrow eyes. "With this, the Si family can secure its position as the Zhang family's top guest elder."