I opened a Martial Arts Gym in Meiman

"It's a pity!" Huang Wen put away his tuxedo, looked at the empty martial arts gym, and began to think about how to carry forward the martial arts gym. It is definitely not possible to rely on the so-called fitness card routine.

Not to mention that there are so many gyms in the United States, and even home fitness and street fitness are not a few. It is said that this location in Chinatown is good, next to Wall Street, Broadway and even the city government, but there is no need for others to travel thousands of miles. So formal gym fitness ah!

Coupled with the receding of kung fu fever now, free combat and even mixed martial arts have become popular in the United States. Pure kung fu is no longer enough to satisfy the appetite of the American people.

"Maybe, we can stir up the heat." Huang Wen's eyes flashed a little thought, and after constructing a small unwritten plan in his heart, he went upstairs to rest.

At noon, Huang Wen came to Zhong Bo's hot pot restaurant again for dinner. Even though Huang Wen, who was good at time management, only slept for four hours, he was still full of energy. After all, he was a man who surpassed the limits of the human body.

"Xiao Wen, you look in good spirits today!" Bayu Hotpot Restaurant still has no business. Fortunately, whether it is Zhong Bo or Huang Hong, they have long foresight and have already bought their own storefront house.

"Uncle Zhong's business is still not good!" Huang Wen came to the innermost position, looked at Uncle Zhong and smiled, "It seems that I will come to Uncle Zhong to take care of your business in the future!"

"Che, it's like your martial arts gym is doing well. I can at least open this day. How long has it been since you entered?" Uncle Zhong opened the hot pot and glared at Huang Wen angrily, "Speaking of which, You are in a good mood today..."

"I have eyes." Huang Wen looked left and right, and after confirming that no one entered the hot pot restaurant, he lowered his voice, "Then Benson, I have solved it, and I also know that my... father's cause of death."

When Huang Wen mentioned Huang Hong's name, he was still a little uncomfortable, but Zhong Bo had no doubts at all, but thought that Huang Wen was not used to Huang Hong's departure for a while.

"What do you mean it's solved?" Zhong Bo glanced at Huang Wen, hurried to the door, and closed the door of the hot pot restaurant. He looked at Huang Wen cautiously, with a worried expression, "You haven't been found, have you?"

"No." Huang Wen shook his head confidently. Not only did he modify the camera, but he was also invisible all the way. No one could find him. Go through Chinatown!"

"Huh?" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You just need to be sure, is it really the people from the Gelian Gang?"

"Yes, it's them." Huang Wen nodded, sighed lightly, and then told how Huang Hong got into the Gelian Gang.

"It's really a disaster!" Uncle Zhong also sighed heavily, with a helpless expression on his face, "These two years have been a little better. When we came to Chinatown, we were often excluded, and even inexplicably involved children. In the midst of a gang fight."

"I heard that the environment in China is good now. I plan to let Zhong Qiang go back to China after graduation. I'm getting old, and I want the leaves to return to their roots..."

"The fallen leaves return to their roots." Huang Wen's eyes flickered with fluctuations, and he also wanted to know what the mysterious Huaxia looked like in this Marvel world.

Chapter 10 情谊（求收藏推荐啦）

In the hot pot restaurant, there was silence for a while, and Uncle Zhong came back to his senses after a long while. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, Zhong Qiang has about two years to officially graduate."

"That's really early." Huang Wen replied with a smile, "I remember that Xiaoqiang told me that he also wanted to practice martial arts. Otherwise, Uncle Zhong, I would take Xiaoqiang to hang out with me in my martial arts hall. , I guarantee that if I have a bite, he will eat it, how about it?"

"Fuck you, with your family's savings, it would be nice if you could get married and have children!" Uncle Zhong waved his hand, "Besides, you might as well stay with me!"

"Then how can it be the same?" Huang Wen seemed to have thought of something, "Uncle Zhong, no matter how you say it, it's all in the catering industry, and I belong to the culture and sports industry. I remember that Xiaoqiang studied publicity management or something. Right? Isn't my place just right for him?"

"When he wants to practice, go to my place, and I can also issue a certificate for him..."

"Propaganda management can't promote my own hot pot restaurant?" Uncle Zhong glared at Huang and asked, "Tell me, is there something that can be used by our Zhong Qiang, if there is, I will give it to him Call and have him come to help you!"

"Hey, there are some publicity matters, I need to ask Xiaoqiang." Huang Wen scratched his head a little embarrassedly, Jiang was still old and hot, but he didn't expect that his little thought would be seen through by Uncle Zhong all of a sudden. .

"I knew it! Okay, I'll call Zhong Qiang later and tell him, don't expect him to do well!" Uncle Zhong nodded, and he was vaccinated in advance. "Zhong Qiang doesn't have much experience yet, so he should take it from you to practice his skills!"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, I know." Huang Wen hurriedly smiled, "Thank you Uncle Zhong. When Xiaoqiang comes back, I will invite him to dinner, and Uncle Zhong..."

"What kind of meal is there? What kind of meal is better than my hot pot restaurant?" Zhong Bo glared at Huang Wen again, and then his expression softened, "Xiao Wen, how are you going to deal with that Gelian? help?"

"Naturally, anyone who is related to my father's death cannot be let go!" Huang Wen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, which was influenced by the original Huang Wen, which was what Huang Wen originally wanted to do.

In Huang Wen's original plan, when he identified the murderer, even if he died together, he would avenge his father, but now this hatred can only be accomplished by the brand new Huang Wen!

Zhong Bo was shocked by the murderous intent in Huang Wen's eyes, his heart was beating violently, and it took a long time for him to recover, then he shook his head and said helplessly: "When you practice martial arts, you encounter things that are better than ordinary people like us. Come decisively!"

"I once heard Huang Hong say that martial arts practiced in ancient times was all about killing skills. Relying on one-handed killer moves to guard the home, protect the hospital, make a living and eat, it took decades to practice..."

"In this way, you really didn't lie to me. I usually see you playing Wing Chun, but I don't see any momentum. I didn't expect that it would actually break out and be so scary."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Zhong." Huang Wen scratched his head in embarrassment, "But Uncle Zhong, don't worry, I will never be caught, so please don't notify Xiaoqiang first, and wait until I'm done with it. How about you get in touch with Gelian's help?"

"This..." There was some hesitation in Uncle Zhong's eyes. He knew that it was not good to do so, but if something happened to Huang Wen and his son was implicated, wouldn't that mean pushing himself into the fire pit?

"Xiao Wen, you have to remember that you are the only child of your Huang family, and the boxing skills that your family has passed down cannot be lost!" Zhong Bo patted Huang Wen on the shoulder, "So, you can do it all the time. You can't be impulsive, you must have complete grasp before you can do it!"

Uncle Zhong didn't persuade Huang Wen to give up his hatred, not to be tough with a gang, because Uncle Zhong already knew that Huang Wen would take revenge on the Gelian Gang no matter what. From Huang Wen's eyes, Uncle Zhong said can feel it.

Therefore, Zhong Bo's heart was both worried and relieved.

The worry is naturally the fear that Huang Wen will be discovered or die on the way of revenge, but the gratification is naturally that there is hope for Huang Hong's revenge, and Huang Hong has such a bloody son.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, I know!" Huang Wen nodded confidently, and then said with a smile, "Okay Uncle Zhong, let's eat together, the pot has been boiled for a long time, this meal I Please!"

"You paid for this meal, you didn't pay enough for the last meal!" Uncle Zhong also laughed in order to ease the atmosphere, "I tell you, I'll put it all on the account! Waiting for you to do it for you Dad comes back with revenge, and I'll settle it with you!"

"Okay! When I successfully come back, Zhong Bo will calculate the amount of money, and I will pay it into Xiaoqiang's salary!" Huang Wen patted his chest, "How is it? My boss, is it interesting? There is still salary during the internship period. take!"

"Cut! In the old days, apprentices had to pay for room and board! How could you do that without paying wages?" Uncle Zhong glared at Huang Wen and said with a smile, "Come on, let's eat, Uncle Zhong won't open the door today. Just do your own business!"

After eating this meal for a full hour, Zhong Bo opened the door of the hot pot restaurant and sent Huang Wen away without any further instructions. Huang Wen already knew what he wanted to say, and he also knew that Huang Wen knew it, but it was just that He patted Huang Wen on the shoulder and watched Huang Wen leave the hot pot restaurant.

Turning around, Zhong Bo returned to the hot pot restaurant and made a call.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"Hello? Dad? What's the matter? I'll go back this weekend." A young voice came, causing Uncle Zhong's mouth to involuntarily show a hint of relief and happiness.

"Thursday today, try to come back tomorrow night." Uncle Zhong looked at the time on the calendar, "Dad misses you, and you asked brother..."

"What's wrong with Brother Ask?" Zhong Qiang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Ask, hasn't he left the martial arts gym? He can't be allowed to stay in the martial arts gym all the time, Dad, did you find a psychiatrist to help him? Ask brother, enlighten him..."

"You asked brother to find the murderer who killed your uncle Hong." Uncle Zhong sighed, "Dad didn't stop him, and there was no reason to stop him, so I asked you to come back early to see if I could meet you asked brother, lest……"

"Dad, Brother Wen is so good, he must be fine!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly comforted him, "You all know that when you were in high school, the football team and the basketball team were all the defeated players of Brother Wen! Brother Wen! It's definitely alright!"

"So, Dad, I'm going to ask for a leave. I'll hurry back now. If I hurry, I should be able to go back to Chinatown tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, then come back earlier." Uncle Zhong nodded, "You probably didn't start so quickly when you asked me..."

Chapter 11 潜入哥连帮（求收藏推荐呀）

Uncle Zhong and Huang Wen, who were talking about Zhong Qiang, had already returned to their martial arts gym, and closed the door directly. No students came here anyway, and it was the same whether the door was closed or not.

Huang Wen was sitting cross-legged in the center of the martial arts hall, regulating his energy.

Well, it's actually not that mysterious, it's just relaxing your mind, and by the way, feel the power of that dark energy.

Huang Wen has experienced this dark energy in the dark alley in the past two days. He said it was dark energy, but it was actually an extra force in his body.

This strength is actually not as strong as Huang Wen's own physical strength, even if one vigor is equivalent to ten points of energy, but after all, Huang Wen now has 34 points of energy.

Therefore, the power of this dark energy can only be regarded as less than one-third of Huang Wen's power.

Moreover, this dark energy cannot be played out of the body, and can only be played according to one's own strength, which is very limited.

But even so, Huang Wen wants to study this dark energy thoroughly. After all, he is someone who has read novels. Dark energy, Hua Jin, and Gang Jin. If he can keep improving, even if there is no lottery, he will be considered a beginner in this world. Possesses self-defense.

However, the dark energy is not so easy to improve. Even with Ye Wen's aptitude, it took a lifetime, coupled with the optimization of the system, to condense this dark energy.

Even though Huang Wen's physical quality is far higher than Ye Wen's, his knowledge of martial arts and kung fu is not much stronger than Ye Wen's.

Of course, Huang Wen's time to master Wing Chun is too short at this time. Although he has the experience of Huang Wen and Ye Wen, he has perfectly mastered his own strength, but if he wants to go further by himself, he still needs to too difficult.

"Tonight, go check out the Benson Gang... it seems to be called the Gelian Gang." Huang Wen opened his eyes and pondered, "Using the stealth ability, first sneak into the underground world of the Gelian Gang, and then watch the Time to shoot."

"If you are even helping important people, then take action directly and solve them, so as not to have too many nightmares, they will be alert when they discover Benson's disappearance!"

Huang Wen, who made the decision, stood up, stood beside the wooden pile and started to warm up. With 34 points of energy, Huang Wen may not be able to beat the US team, but he still has the ability to play like this for a day, especially when his opponent is a wooden man. when people pile up.

As night gradually fell, Chinatown was brightly lit. At night, Chinatown felt a bit lively, and some people came to visit Chinatown one after another.

The signs of Chinatown, and even the Wing Chun martial arts hall of Huang Wen's family are flashing with various lights, brightening the whole Chinatown.

"It's time to go." Standing in the martial arts hall, Huang Wen opened his eyes and thought, he covered his body with a tuxedo, and walked towards the second floor.

Huang Wen didn't mean to go out through the main entrance. After all, there were passers-by and tourists outside, so it would be bad if they were seen.

Huang Wen came to a room on the second floor, activated stealth mode, opened the window, grabbed his fingers on the wall, and the suction from the tuxedo gave Huang Wen the ability to fly over eaves and walls.

Huang Wen sucked on the wall and closed the window with his backhand, leaving only a gap to open when he came back.

Then Huang Wen's subordinates exerted their strength and climbed to the roof of the house in two strokes, taking in the entire Chinatown.

"What is the principle?" Huang asked looking at his fingers and scratched his head. You know, there is no tuxedo on the palm, but the tuxedo can make the palm have a strong adsorption force, just like Spider-Man.

However, Spider-Man relies on his own ability, even if he is wearing clothes, he can absorb the wall, but he relies on the technology in the clothes, and he can absorb the wall without wearing clothes... Uh, how does it sound strange?

"Poor people rely on mutation, and rich people rely on technology. I'm a rich person series?" Huang Wen muttered, then looked in the direction of the karate gym, and ran on the roof.

"I am like Uncle Long's parkour, but I can run much faster than him." A thought flashed in Huang Wen's mind, and after a while, Huang Wen came to the door of the karate gym.

The karate hall at this time was the same as the previous two nights, and people entered one after another, but their clothes were too far from the tuxedo that Huang Wen was wearing at this time, and they were not classy at all.

Of course, they couldn't see Huang Wen, let alone the tuxedo on Huang Wen's body.

In the cafe not far away, Peppa looked at the cafe with some doubts. After she asked her name, the mysterious Chinese never appeared again, which made her feel a little regretful. She still wanted to know, that Do Chinese people know how to remove putty kung fu?

Huang Wen followed the crowd into the karate hall, and there was not much difference between his eyes and his own martial arts hall, except that there were no fitness equipment and wooden piles.

The karate hall is divided into small rooms, from the outside you can see the training situation inside, and in the middle of the door is the reception area.

However, at this time, the small room was empty, and there was no one in it. There was a row of people standing at the reception desk, looking at the wealthy people who walked in with smiles. These were all their customers.

Then, under the guidance of the reception, the rich people walked into a door, and Huang Wen followed, first after a flight of stairs, and then Huang Wen looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

To be honest, Huang Wen had imagined what the underground world would look like before. After all, he had also been to the underground world in his previous life. It sounds nice, but it was actually a big basement with a big ring in the middle, surrounded by audiences.

But here is completely different. This is a place similar to the Royal Macau Hotel. All kinds of gambling money are readily available. The rich people around come to their favorite projects.

Going further inside, it is the next layer of the world. This is the place where the black boxing is played. The venue is very large, somewhat similar to the Roman arena, surrounded by spectators, watching the battle in the arena condescendingly, one by one with blood boiling.

The arena is full of traces of blood, and even the host has no intention of cleaning it up, so that these rich people can feel the most real madness.

Huang Wen watched the battle on the field and couldn't help shaking his head. The two big men about two meters were fighting each other frantically, their teeth were flying, and blood was sprinkled everywhere, but neither of them stopped.

In such a arena, only one person can survive, and that is the winner.

Huang Wen didn't stop there, but continued to walk forward. The next floor turned into small rooms, and there were frantic screams from men and women, as if they were getting high.

Huang Wen still didn't stop, because here, it's just a place for the Gelian Gang to do business, and Huang Wen has not seen the real senior management of the Gelian Gang.

Chapter 12 杀哥连帮高层（求收藏推荐啊）

"Huh? There's no road ahead?" Huang Wen looked at the small rooms around him. At the end of the road, there was also a door, and he didn't see any other road.

However, at this moment, the door at the end of the road suddenly opened, and two people walked out of the door. Huang Wen saw it from a distance. It was still brightly lit inside. It's card entry and exit.