I opened a Martial Arts Gym in Meiman

In the darkness of the night, Huang Wen returned to the Wing Chun martial arts hall. After taking off his tuxedo and clothes, Huang Wen saw himself in the mirror with scars.

Huang Wen's injury was much more serious than he imagined. However, due to the unloading function of the tuxedo, Huang Wen did not bleed, but formed bruise marks.

The power of the fist stone is too strong, that is, the tuxedo is amazing in texture, and has not been broken. Otherwise, Huang Wen's injury at this time will be even more serious, and he may not be able to come back intact.

There is also the injury on Huang Wen's finger. Although the bone was forcibly taken back by Huang Wen, the pain and injury still have to recover slowly.

"I remember, there was a medicinal wine for injuries from falls." Huang Wen remembered that Huang Wen practiced martial arts when he was a child, no serious or serious, and he was covered in injuries, and then Huang Hong wiped him a special treatment for falls. Beat the wounded medicinal liquor.

Not only Huang Wen, but also Ye Wen practiced martial arts when he was young, and he did not use this medicinal wine less. Otherwise, if he was injured once, he would recover for a long time, and the time for martial arts practice would be wasted in vain.

Among the four bedrooms on the second floor, one belongs to Huang Hong, or the smallest one. In Huang Hong's words, he is a big man, what does he want such a big room?Just be able to sleep!

Therefore, Huang Hong's room is simple and clear. In addition to a bathroom, a wardrobe, a bookcase, and a bed, there is only a reclining chair left.

Huang Wen was in the bookcase and easily found the bottle without any label. It was made by Huang Hong and handed down from his ancestors. Huang Wen opened it and smelled it. It was very similar to the one used by Ye Wen when he was young. Similar, I think it is the same strain of Wing Chun.

Huang Wen took the medicinal wine, took a bath first, and then patted and rubbed the medicinal wine on his bruise. Of course, this would inevitably cause a second pain, but in order to recover faster, Huang Wen gritted his teeth and endured it.

After a while, Huang Wen was lying on the bed, and then he remembered the completion of the task before, and then a thought moved, and after calling the system, the system page appeared in front of him.

"Current task: 0/1 (unfinished)"

"[-]. Carry forward the martial arts hall and reward extraordinary people with a lottery."

"The task has been completed: revenge for the original host, reward extraordinary skills once a lottery, whether to draw?"

"Draw." Huang Wen took a deep breath, and the extraordinary props lottery gave him a magical tuxedo, so what good things can he win this time?

According to the difficulty of completing the task, it should be that the character lottery is greater than the skill lottery is greater than the item lottery, so at this time Huang Wen faintly looked forward to it.

With a sound of "bass!" Huang Wen saw the familiar white light again.

"Ding! Congratulations, you have acquired an extraordinary skill: gunfighting (from the anti-Japanese drama, the shooter shakes his wrist rapidly when the bullet pops out of the chamber, giving the bullet an acceleration to make the bullet turn, this is the legendary gun fight) technique.)"

"Special note: Due to the optimization of the system, gunfighting can hit targets within the perception range. Even if the opponent hides in a blind spot, the bullet can still turn and hit the place you want to hit."

"Special bonus: Gun fighting comes with a pistol."

"Spear fighting..." Huang Wen's mouth twitched involuntarily, well, although the anti-Japanese drama is a bit pitted, in addition to the poor production, the nonsense aspect of the overall plot is better than foreign anti-Japanese dramas. Well done.

Just like the skill of gunfighting, it must have appeared not only in the anti-Japanese drama, but the screenwriter of the anti-Japanese drama gave an explanation that Newton and the audience could not believe.

"It makes up for my long-range combat ability, right?" Huang Wen looked at the pistol he took out. It was a very common standard pistol, and there was no sign on it to allow Huang Wen to recognize the model of the pistol. .

"However, it doesn't seem to be very good. The effective range of a pistol is generally around 50 meters." Huang Wen thought again, even if he could use the gun fighting technique to make the bullets achieve the effect of turning, can he still make the pistol's Is the effective range longer?

"Huh? It doesn't seem to be impossible." Huang Wen looked at the skill introduction of gunfighting, his eyes lit up, if he had enough strength, wouldn't he be able to apply a powerful force to the bullet and make the bullet fly faster, fly farther?

For a time, Huang Wen felt that Newton's coffin board could no longer be held down, but it didn't matter, this was the Marvel world, and Newton's coffin board could not be held down for a long time.

"In this way, it's actually more like a throwing knife. However, how to solve the problem of bullets?" Huang Wen opened the magazine, and what caught his eye was nineteen rounds of bullets, which were placed in the pistol. , is already quite a lot.

However, pistol bullets are still a big problem. Constantly changing bullets will consume a lot of time, and most importantly, Huang Wen needs to carry bullets and magazines with him.

"Why don't you give me a gun with unlimited bullets?" Huang Wen felt a little sullen for a while. You must know that in the anti-Japanese drama, there are not a few protagonists with unlimited bullets, especially the shell gun can shoot the effect of unlimited bullets.

The most famous of them should be Captain Yan Shuangying, who has unlimited bullets, unlimited lives, invincible characters, can avoid bullets at will, and can even pass the law of karma, so that the opponent's gun has no bullets!

But unfortunately, even if Captain Yan Shuangying can be drawn by Huang Wen, it is still in the lottery for extraordinary characters. Huang Wen has no chance to draw the lottery for extraordinary characters.

At present, Huang Wen still has one task left to carry forward the martial arts hall, but Huang Wen himself does not know where the boundaries of this development are.

After all, whether it is to find out the cause of Huang Hong's death or to avenge Huang Hong, it is something that can be clearly known, and to carry forward the martial arts hall, to be honest, it is difficult to know where the standards are.

It is hard to say whether it is better than the current situation of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Academy, or better than the situation at the peak of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Academy.

If it is better than the current situation of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, then if you recruit a few students, you should be able to complete this task.

If it was better than the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall at its peak, it would not be so simple. From the fact that Huang Hong can own such a large house in Chinatown and have the savings to eat and drink for the rest of his life, we can know that the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall of that year, In the era of kung fu fever, it must have been a big hit.

Huang Wen put away the pistol, and the items extracted by the system can be placed in the system, which is quite convenient.

Slowly, Huang Wen's eyelids became heavier and heavier. Tonight's battle with Fist Stone was also a heavy load on Huang Wen's body. After being injured, Huang Wen also felt tired and lay on the ground. The bed gradually fell asleep.

Chapter 18 The Arrival of Zhong Qiang (Please recommend for favorites)

When Huang Wen woke up, it was the morning of the second day. Huang Wen felt that his spirit was not bad, but his body was still a little sore. Huang Wen took a look and saw that the bruise was still there, but the color was already dark. a lot.

As for the injured finger, Huang Wen moved it twice. If he didn't use force, there would be no problem. Even with a little force, he could still feel the pain from the seam of the bones.

At the intersection of Chinatown, a young man with a backpack appeared here, with a trace of exhaustion on his face, he exhaled heavily, relieved the exhaustion in his heart, and walked towards the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall.

When he saw that the door of the Wing Chun Martial Arts Center was closed, the young man frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Dad didn't Dad say that Brother Wen has walked out of the Martial Arts Hall before? Why hasn't he returned to his normal routine?"

This young man is Zhong Bo's son, and also Zhong Qiang, who Huang Wen wanted him to help in the martial arts hall.

After Zhong Qiang saw that the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall had not yet opened, he turned around and walked towards his Bayu hot pot restaurant. The hot pot restaurant was open, of course, not for business, but knowing that his son was coming back, Zhong Bo couldn't wait. got up early.

Even Zhong Bo cooked a pot of Chaoshan casserole porridge, waiting for his son to come back and drink it while it was hot.

Don't ask why there is Chaoshan casserole porridge in Bayu hotpot restaurant, ask that Chinese cuisines blend with each other, and there is no regional distinction for a long time.

"Dad, I'm back." As soon as he entered the door, Zhong Qiang put down his backpack and shouted inside with a smile.

"It's good to be back, just come back." Uncle Zhong stuck his head out of the back kitchen, nodded at Zhong Qiang with red eyes, and didn't mean to come and hug. become such a habit.

"Dad, what are you doing? It smells so good!" Zhong Qiang walked up to Uncle Zhong, gave him a big hug, and asked with a smile.

"I've made some porridge for you, it's alright, let's go, you smell so bad, let's take a bath and eat." Zhong Bo was held in Zhong Qiang's arms, and there was a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth. Tsukuru pushed Zhong Qiang in disgust and said.

"Hey, there's no other way, I'm in a hurry." Zhong Qiang smiled and scratched his head, "I'll take a shower first, and I'll call Brother Wen later to see if he's up."

"Okay, we just talked yesterday, and you don't have to persuade him anymore. Brother Wen has always had his own opinions." Speaking of Huang Wen, Uncle Zhong sighed and walked into the back kitchen.

"How can I persuade my brother to ask this kind of thing?" Zhong Qiang shook his head, turned around, carried his backpack, and walked up the stairs. Their house was also on the second floor. The layout is almost the same.

"It's ridiculous that the U.S. police station has not even had a word for so many days. However, some news still needs to be told to Brother Wen."

After a while, Zhong Qiang simply took a shower, glanced at Zhong Bo who was still in the back kitchen, walked out of the hot pot restaurant, and headed towards the Wing Chun martial arts hall not far away.

"Ask brother! Ask brother I'm back, are you awake yet!" Zhong Qiang shouted at the room where Huang Wen was in front of the Wing Chun martial arts hall.

"Xiao Qiang?" Huang Wen, who was taking a shower, was stunned for a moment, Zhong Qiang's appearance appeared in his mind, and then a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhong Bo said that he was not in a hurry to call Zhong Qiang back in advance, he did so anyway. Fortunately, his revenge had already been avenged, and the next step was to concentrate on running the martial arts hall.

"Come on!" Huang Wen wiped his face and shouted outside, then hurried downstairs, opened the door, and let Zhong Qiang in, "Why did you come back so early?"

"I'm not afraid that something happened to Brother Wen, and I won't have the chance to see you for the last time!" Zhong Qiang punched Huang Wen in the chest and said with a smile, "For the sake of me running back so hard, are you leaving? Before, did you pass on your family martial arts to me?"

"Hey!" Huang Wen sucked in a breath of cold air. Of course, Zhong Qiang's punch didn't have much strength, but it just hit a bruise.

"What's the matter? Ask brother, I didn't try too hard!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly retracted his fist, looking at Huang Wen a little worriedly.

"It's fine, I'll be fine if you have anything!" Huang Wen waved his hand and gave Zhong Qiang a blank look, "You still want to learn the martial arts from my family? Let's learn the basics of Wing Chun first!"

The so-called family martial arts is actually a part of Wing Chun that is not known to the public. After all, Huang Hong only opened a martial arts hall for dinner, and he must have reservations about the essence of Wing Chun.

When Huang Hong once taught Huang Wen, he was seen secretly by Zhong Qiang, and Zhong Qiang remembered the fact that Huang Wen had a family of martial arts.

"It's boring, those basic exercises are too tiring." Zhong Qiang curled his lips, "You have to stick to basic skills every day, how can you have so much time, look at people who teach taekwondo, karate, and free fighting, you only need to be simple A few sets of tricks, just practice two or three times a week."

"Most of the old ladies don't care whether the boxing you teach is powerful or not, whether you can fight or not, the main thing is to be simple and practical, so that they can occasionally defend themselves, play two moves to pretend to be forceful, and then there is a so-called hierarchical system, so that They can have the thrill of upgrading..."

"You did the investigation very well!" Huang Wen glanced at Zhong Qiang in surprise, "Why, when you were about to wait for the internship, you came to help me? I can't ask for anything, it's easy to talk about salary and so on!"

"Ask brother, you should solve your problem first." Zhong Qiang shrugged and lowered his voice, "I have a classmate, and there is a gang in my family. According to him, in most gangs, there are real A master, far beyond the kind of ordinary people..."

"Before I came back, I helped you find out about the big brother that Brother Lian is helping. He has a mutant under his command, and he looks like he is not weak. The mutant asked brother, have you heard of it? It's much more powerful than yours, you But be careful, it's best to wait for the people from the Gelian Gang to be single before starting..."

"Oh, he's already dead." Huang Wen smiled and spread his hands, "However, his strength is really strong, otherwise, he wouldn't hurt me."

"What?" Zhong Qiang suddenly widened his eyes, then shrank his neck, looked left and right, and found that no one was coming outside, so he said in a low voice, "Ask, brother, has you solved it for you? "

"Yeah." Huang Wen smiled and nodded, "It's all settled, Dad's revenge, I have already avenged it. Next, it's time to fulfill his last wish and carry forward our Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall!"

"How did you..." Zhong Qiang was talking, but suddenly stopped, "Go, ask brother, my dad made breakfast, let me come over and call you, let's talk while eating!"

"Okay, I happen to be hungry too, let's go." Huang Wen smiled and nodded. He also happened to have some questions about publicity and management that he wanted to ask Zhong Qiang, so he took this opportunity to drag Zhong Qiang to his Yong. Come to Chunwu Pavilion.

Chapter 19 The idea of ​​becoming famous in the martial arts school (recommended for collection)

The door of the Bayu Hotpot Restaurant was closed by Zhong Qiang. He pulled Huang Wen and walked in excitedly, causing Zhong Bo, who came out with the casserole, to be stunned.

"What are you so happy about? Xiaowen, don't you really plan to pass on your family martial arts to Xiaoqiang?" Zhong Bo put down the casserole and shook his head, "Zhong Bo advises you, or find someone with better qualifications. The successor of the sect, or record the boxing technique, so as not to lose it..."

"Dad, what you said, are you my father?" Zhong Qiang pouted a little unhappily, "Listen to what you mean, my aptitude is not good?"

"Cut! I don't know you yet. At that time, you peeked at you and asked your brother to practice martial arts. After standing on the horse for 10 minutes, you became paralyzed..." Uncle Zhong couldn't help laughing, and began to talk about Zhong Qiang's embarrassing things, " It doesn't matter if you're tired and paralyzed, you won't even be able to walk the next day... oh!"

Just after Zhong Bo finished speaking, Zhong Qiang covered his mouth, and Zhong Qiang smiled awkwardly: "Ask brother, drink porridge, drink porridge!"

"Have seafood porridge early in the morning?" Huang Wen smelled the strong seafood smell and couldn't help laughing, "Has Uncle Zhong boiled eggs? It's better to eat eggs when you wake up in the morning, it's good for your body."

"For such a delicious porridge, you want more eggs, so you can ask for more." Uncle Zhong asked with a sullen look, "But I did boil a few eggs, and I'll bring them to you."

"Hey, my dad did it on purpose..." When Uncle Zhong went to the kitchen, Zhong Qiang lowered his voice, "When I said to call you, I saw that he cooked eggs on purpose... oops!"

"Crack!" Zhong Qiang's head was lightly patted, and Uncle Zhong put the egg on the table and said, "Here, eat it!"

"Don't be angry, Dad, we have good news for you!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly stood up to help serve the porridge, with a bright smile on his face.

"Good news? What good news?" Seeing the smiles on Zhong Qiang and Huang Wen's faces, Zhong Bo looked at them seriously and asked.

"Bro Wen has taken revenge!" Zhong Qiang put the first bowl of porridge in front of Uncle Zhong and said with a smile.

"Vengeance?" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and then looked at Huang Wen subconsciously. You know, only yesterday Huang Wen said he was going to seek revenge for Gelian Gang. Why did he get up this morning and his revenge was already over?

"It's true, I went to the Gelian Gang last night." Huang Wen nodded calmly, "The senior management of the Gelian Gang, who was involved in my father's death, I killed them, and the Gelian Gang was also destroyed. ."

"There's another mutant!" Zhong Qiang added excitedly, "Bro Wen was injured by him, but Brother Wen still won!"

"Are you injured? Is there any serious problem?" Uncle Zhong didn't bother to care about any mutants, he just looked at Huang with some worry, "Have you left any traces?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, everyone who has seen me is dead, and there is no camera to capture my appearance." Huang Wen smiled and shook his head, "In this way, my father's revenge can be avenged. I'm going to rest for a few days, recover from injuries, and then find a way to carry forward the martial arts hall, so..."

Huang Wen turned his gaze to Zhong Qiang and looked at Uncle Zhong with a grin. The meaning was self-evident. He had already solved the Brother Lian Gang by himself. When he recovered from his injury, would he want Zhong Qiang to help him?

Zhong Bo heard that Huang Wen had avenged his revenge, but he didn't care how many people Huang Wen had killed. He came to the United States to make a living. When he was young, he saw a lot of fighting and killing. He knew that Huang Wen had already avenged Huang Hong. , I am very relieved, and the stone in my heart has finally been put down.

As for whether Huang Wen's matter will be exposed, Zhong Bo is not worried. If someone dares to come to Chinatown to investigate Huang Wen, he dares to take everyone in Chinatown to give Huang Wen an alibi.

Besides, Uncle Zhong knows some of Huang Wen's skills. I believe he can deal with the Gelian Gang by himself after he is ready. No normal person would believe that Huang Wen can destroy a gang alone!