Chapter 26: No more than 2 dozen

Wake up early, together with a group of Jingwumen's disciples, stretch the bones and stretch muscles, and then tie the sandbags to prepare for a day of exercise.
It may be that everyone is happy and happy. The return of Suran makes Hortinen feel good. When he wakes up in the morning, the whole person seems to have changed his personal spirit.
"Chen Zhen, younger brother, it's a bit boring to run like this every day. It's not as good as we come to the game today to see who's feet are going fast." Huo Tingen said to the two while tying sandbags to their bodies.
Chen Zhen hadn't waited to speak, and Xin Han hurriedly said: "Okay, Master, how do you compare."
Hottingen said: "We carry sandbags of the same weight, starting from Jingwumen to the father's tomb, and the last one is to invite guests to drink."
Xin Han looked at Hotingen's provocative eyes and immediately agreed: "Comparing with others, who is afraid of whom, if you say that, you can't regret it."
He is still very confident in running. I believe that he is not as good as Chen Zhen but there is no suspense to win Huo Tingen.
Chen Zhen looked at the two funny, but they haven't said it, they just decided for themselves.
Since Xin Han defeated Aren Abiao, there were more people working out with Chen Zhen, but few people could stick to the entire training process. Huo Tingen was the only one who could stick to it except Xin Han.
As the owner of Jingwumen, Huo Tingen wanted to personally meet the ship Yue Wenfu, but the name of Japan ’s best master was a heavy mountain pressed against his heart, so he did not dare to relax.
Xin Han and Huo Tingen both want to improve their strength in a short time, the only way is to continue to work hard.
Others know that running is more than the three perverts and consciously did not participate. Watching the three people tie the forty kilograms of sandbags on their bodies, they secretly slap everywhere, knowing that these three are going to play really.
"Little brother, can't do it, if not, you can lose some weight, brother I can let you." Hottingen seemed to be joking with Xin Han.
Xin Han the sandbags on his legs, put on the sandbag vest and said: "Forget it, brother, don't lose your private money, then go back and kneel to the laundry board of the master's wife."
Huo Tingen was flushed by him, Chen Zhen couldn't see it, walked over and knocked on Xin Han's head: "Don't be foolish, you're not big or small."
Xin Han grinned and tied the last sandbag to his arm: "Ready, let me call the slogan."
Chen Zhen and Huo Tingen both nodded indifferently.
The three of them walked to the gate of Jingwumen, Xin Han looked at the two of them, his eyes turned: "Preparation, run!" He had rushed out when he called for preparation, and the exit of the word "run" had ran out of three or four meters. Far.
The disciples watching in front of Jingwumen laughed for a while, and Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen could look at each other with a smile: "This stink boy."
The two did not neglect and then caught up.
After a few days of hard work, Xinhan has improved his physical fitness a lot, and the sandbags carrying 40 kilograms on his back run not much slower than his original speed.
What made him dumbfounded was that he hadn't ran out of a hundred meters, and the two silhouettes flew past him, and Hotinn laughed and scolded in the air: "Little brother is treacherous enough, but still almost waiting. Treat yourself. "
"I depend, non-human beings." Chen Zhenqiang is all right. He didn't expect that Huo Tingen is so strong. It is only a line slower than Chen Zhen within a hundred meters. It seems that he is going to break his wealth today.
Before he ran out of downtown Shanghai, Xin Han could no longer see the backs of the two. He secretly sighed. It seemed that he was too different from the strength of the two. Without hope of victory, he slowed down to recover. The speed of normal exercise.
Maybe it was because I did n’t have dinner last night, or maybe the sprint was exhausting my energy just now. He felt uncomfortable with hunger. He looked at the street stalls selling breakfast earlier, and Xin Han stopped and walked over.
Bought a bowl of bean curd and four steamed buns. Xin Han thought while eating: "Let's run, I'll eat before I talk."
While Xin Han was eating a steamed bun, an old man in black walked to the front of the stall. He appeared to be buying food too. He turned his pocket to show an awkward look.
Xin Han looked at the old man, and saw that he was dressed in a thin black cloth, with a parcel on his back, and a stick covered with black cloth in half.
Xin Han saw that he was a little bit old, and said to the boss: "Everything this old man eats is counted as mine."
The old man in black turned his head and looked closely at Xin Han. After a while, he nodded, and thanked him for sitting down. He might have been hungry, ate ten buns and drank two bowls of porridge.
Xin Han began to get angry, and he kindly invited him to eat, and looked at him as if he had any attempts to him, but it was not easy to see him when he was older.
Saw him eat so many things in one breath, but he was worried, so don't be so bad at such a big age.
Reminded: "Uncle, it's almost enough, don't hold it down."
The old man turned his face and glanced at him with a smile: "Distressed money?"
Xin Han's face stiffened, and he said that the old man didn't know what to do, but he said patiently: "Money is not a problem. I think you are getting old, and eating too much is bad for your health."
The old man nodded: "If you have money, the boss will come with ten buns and a bowl of porridge."
"......" Xin Han
The old man ate quickly, swallowed a big bun in two bites, and drank a bowl of porridge ‘swiftly’ in one bite. After watching Xin Han burst into tongues, he secretly guessed that this man was the legendary rice bucket?
After the old man finished eating, Xin Han bought two more copies and planned to bring them to Chen Zhen and Huo Tingen. Otherwise, the two of them waited for him for so long and did not eat him.
After the settlement, Xin Han Chao nodded, and turned to run to Huo Yuanjia's graveyard earlier.
"Young man, wait." The old man behind him suddenly stopped Xin Han.
Xin Han looked back at him doubtfully: "Is there anything else in the elderly?"
The old man wiped his mouth with his sleeve and then came over: "The boy looks at you as a martial artist."
Xin Han was not surprised. It was not surprising that his sandbag was seen by others. He nodded.
The old man said again: "Do you know where Huo Yuanjia's burial is?"
Xin Han strangely said: "The old man asked what this is doing? Do you know my master?"
The old man's eyes lit up: "It turns out that you are an apprentice of Huo Yuanjia. I had met several times with your master. Now I pass by Shanghai and I heard that the old man has gone to visit his grave."
"Seniors are also martial arts practitioners?" Xin Han was a little surprised. The old man was a little thin and didn't look like martial arts. The stick in his hand was more like a dog stick. It's not too much to say that he wanted food. But since knowing the master deserves the title of his predecessor.
The old man smiled: "It is."
Xin Han's destination is also in front of Huo Yuanjia's tomb. At this moment, the old man is going to nod at the moment: "Then seniors follow me, I happen to be there too."
The old man looked at him strangely. Xu was wondering what he was doing while he went to Huo Yuanjia's tomb early. Is it to give his master a meal?
Xin Han saw his doubts and spoke out about the daily exercise and today's competition with his brothers, and the old man was relieved.
In order to take care of this old man, Xin Han didn't even run away, and took him all the way to Huo Yuanjia's tomb.
The old man looked at Xin Han's movements with some doubts: "Aren't you kidding me, how do you think you haven't practiced kung fu for a few days, are you really Huo Yuanjia's disciple?"
Xin Han felt strange, how could this old man see that he had just learned martial arts soon.
Also had nothing to hide. The two said while walking, he told him that he worshipped Huo Yuanjia and was accepted by Huo Tingen's father.
Then asked the old man: "How do seniors see that I haven't practiced kung fu for a few days?"
The old man whispered: "Why don't you say, you walked under the toes without catching your toes. Obviously, even the foundation piles haven't been practiced yet.
Xin Han was dissatisfied after listening to these words: "Senior I personally feel that this skill is useless at all. Kung fu should be used flexibly. Standing horse step is a dead horse and it is not good for kung fu."
"Fart, how did your brother teach you this? Really doesn't work." The old man suddenly angered and shouted at Xin Han's words.
Xin Han did not expect the old man to scold: "Senior I think you are old and have friendship with my master, I will not care about you, I hope you will keep some eloquence."
The old man sneered, "Why? There's a lot of nonsense, but doesn't make people say. Ask the people who practice martial arts in this world who dare to say that piles are useless, even if there are those who have no skill."
Xin Han refused to say: "You five brother Chen Zhen, you have heard of it, single-handedly turned the people killed by the Japanese Hongkou Dojo, and no one is my brother's opponent."
"Oh, what's the matter? It's a personal thing." The old man in black is obviously not informed enough, and the newspapers of Chen Zhen's kicking are crazy, but he heard the surprise on his face for the first time.
Xin Han was somewhat proud: "These words were just said by my five brother Chen Zhen. He studied abroad in Japan and merged Japanese and Western martial arts and created a set of kung fu."
The old man in black was somewhat disdainful: "Japanese martial arts can only pick up the wisdom of Chinese martial arts. Although it seems that your brother is a personal thing, this kind of knowledge will not be able to be refined. When I meet, I will teach Huo Yuanjia a good lesson . "
Teaching Chen Zhen? Xin Han would like to ask, Grandpa, did you drink too much?
The old man in black suddenly changed his face and suddenly shouted, "Who is it? Come out!"
Xin Han was taken aback for a moment, and looked closely. The two of them had traveled to the outskirts. The dead trees and weeds around, there was still silence. There is no one, this old man must be crazy.
"Senior, are you okay, how can there be anybody?" As soon as Xin Han finished talking, he was stunned, because there were eight black men in the center who surrounded them two times.
Black clothes and black pants plus black towel mask, holding a Japanese sword, such a classic shape makes Xin Han exclaimed: "Ninja?"
The old man in black didn't take the ninja that appeared at all, but was a little curious about Xin Han knowing the ninja: "The kid knows the ninja really well."
Xin Hanzheng, he watched the movie "Jingwu Hero" N times. When did a ninja appear, why can't he remember it.
The old man looked at Xin Han stunned and thought that the later generation who was fighting with him was afraid and laughed.
"Don't be afraid, kid, the old man doesn't know how many such mice have been killed in these years, these are not enough for the old man to stuff his teeth."
Xin Hanxin said you would just blow it, and see what you do in a moment.
To be honest, Xin Han was a little scared. He was afraid that he could not go back here to save Serena, but he said firmly: "Who is scared, old man, please go back and be careful to hurt you when I shoot." "
The old man disdain: "They don't need you, they came to me."
The ninja headed by saw that the two did not take their eyes on others, and yelled: "Eight Ga!" Then several ninjas jumped up at the same time and shoved the ninja knife from the top to the bottom.
Simultaneously besieged by eight ninja swords, Xin Han already thought that he would die without doubt, but the old man in black didn't care about it.
I saw a long stick in the hands of the old man in black, and he laughed and laughed at the attacked ninja sword: "Just so few people dare to intercept the old man, you Japanese are really living and going back."
After the old man opened the ninja sword, he walked like a stroll in the court, and immediately approached the headed ninja. Xin Han saw the old man's shoulder gently lean on the ninja.
There was a cracking sound of ‘click’, and the ninja who was supported by the old man was hit by a galloping train and flew more than ten meters away and fell heavily on the ground. UU reading www. uukanshu.com
The old man did n’t even look at the ninja after leaning in the middle. The long stick shook, and the black cloth on the head fell, revealing a sharp spearhead. It turned out that he was not holding a long stick but a big gun. .
The old man shook the spear, and the bright silver spear disappeared into the sight of everyone. When it appeared again, it had been inserted into the throat of another ninja.
He pulled out a big gun and lifted his foot to kick a ninja who was attacking Xin Han. The ninja spouted a mouthful of blood in the air. There were many pieces of minced meat in the blood. His internal organs were hit by this. It's all broken and I don't see it anymore.
Then he speared his stick and swept out, and three other ninjas were caught in the sweep and immediately flew out with broken bones and ribs and could not survive.
Said it was too late, and it was a few seconds of effort. Eight ninjas solved six of them in one shot, and Xiao Shi was cruelly trained and mentally tenacious. At this time, he could n’t help but panic and stunned.
The old man, regardless of whether they were stunned or not, stepped forward to a ninja in front of him and slammed the ninja's head with his palm.
The last ninja reacted at this moment, his body quickly backed away and exclaimed: "You are Li ..."
"Knowing that I still dare to shoot, it!" The old man in black snorted and kicked a large stone with a big mouth, hitting the ninja's chest. The huge force let the stone sink in directly. I hung up after talking, and I do n’t know what the old man was called Lee?
Too exciting, too bloody, Xin Han looked silly from the moment the old man shot, is this old man a human-shaped tyrannosaurus?