Chapter 387: The ultimate master of the fire!

When Huo Linger understood the boxing in Nanyang himself and stepped into the energy at once, Wang Chao and Tang Zichen had a comfortable time in Paris. In addition to pointing a group of Hongmen, Wang Chao practiced the gold medals of major clubs every day , Is to walk around the streets of Paris with Tang Zichen.
Paris is a typical romantic love city, which is suitable for Wang Chaotang Zichen, the unmarried couple's leisure vacation.
In half a month, the two walked hand in hand through the streets of Paris, swimming on the Seine and pedaling the Eiffel Tower. Enjoying the leisure time of zìyóu at ease is like a honeymoon after marriage. The love scenes of the two people made Zhang Tong and Xia Yu, the two rich women selling perfume, look very hot.
They are women who have been through the sea for a long time. Men have seen more, but a pair of fairy couples like Tang Zichen and Wang Chao have never seen them.
The international criminal organization should have been staring at Wang Chaotang Zichen 24 times a day, but since the Yan Yuanyi incident, the international criminal organization seems to have abandoned all-weather surveillance of Wang Chaotang Zichen, and the entire silence has disappeared. The chiefs of the Tangmens took it seriously, and regarded the leaders of these two terrorist organizations as ordinary good citizens.
Wang Chaotang and Zi Chen both knew that the international criminal organization must be the same as rìhan ’s boxing world, and they are all brewing the martial arts conference. As an international black market with a major wave of martial arts conventions against the world ’s underground forces, it is impossible for the international criminal world, which specializes in dealing with the world ’s great underworld, to not pay attention to these things.
But since the other party gave up surveillance, Wang Chao Tang Zichen also enjoys the carefree leisure.
This short leisure is rare, it is the calm before the storm.
Once the martial arts conference opens, it will be a far-reaching, and stormy movement, no one can calm down. As a classic saying goes, the wheel of history rolls forward.
However, it was not too long for this comfortable, idle, rubber-like rìzi. After half a month, a sudden group of people visited broke the short silence of Tang Zichen and Wang Chao.
This group of people is headed by two masters and apprentices. These two masters and apprentices have a very big origin, not the general one. One is a veteran Hongmen, a well-known old guru in the Chinese martial arts world, and the apprentices are high-ranking officials and zhōngyāng members in China.
Obviously, these two are the two master apprentices Zhu Hongzhi and Liao Junhua, the true inheritors of Boxing.
Liao Junhua is Wang Chao ’s friend. His master Zhu Hongzhi and Wang Chao touted each other as a pair of year-end friends. Suddenly visiting, Wang Chao could n’t live up to whether it was human or not.
"Minister Liao, why do you have time to come to France to find me?"
Just one morning, Wang Chao came to Wudang Sword Art Dojo, practiced a set of gossip palms, and dismantled several moves with several gold medalists, and then prepared to return to the villa that Tangmen bought by the Seine and Tang Zichen in France. When discussing where to travel today, a man walked in from the gate of the sword dojo.
Wang Chao recognized it at a glance. In his early thirties, this figure was steady and deep, with clear eyes, wearing a black gown, holding an egg in hand, a red stick, and two red silk flowers on the stick. The man is Liao Junhua.
A black-necked gown, black cloth shoes, a red stick in hand, and two red silk flowers attached to the stick, such a dress makes a good senior commissary of the zhōngyāng committee a nondescript.
The stick is like a dog gangbang, and the red flower on it is like a big red silk married in ancient times. The whole beggar got married. However, this is the formal dress of the "double-flower red stick" of the gold medalist in Hongmen.
Several of the gold medalists present, whether they are Huaqing Gang, Hongmen, or other clubs. When he saw Liao Junhua's costume, he was surprised for a moment, and then his face became formal.
Xue Wu ’s rules are the most important, especially for foreign boxers, gangs and societies. The rule is strict, but it ’s usually fine. If it violates a certain point of the old rules and old etiquette at a critical time, you will immediately shout and kill, the most Light is also a broken hamstring finger.
At first glance, these people knew that Liao Junhua was the double-flowered red stick among the Hongmen, and others did not dare to take such a stick. And there must be an important gathering.
"My master is here too, and there are a few people from the Green Gang. They are now in Taibai restaurant, feasting on you. Ask me to invite you. There are important things to discuss. If it is convenient, Tang Zichen, the leader of your Tangmen, does not know whether you can attend. "
When Liao Junhua saw Wang Chao, he seemed relieved, but his speech was still very formal, and it was a regular form of dinner.
"Your master is here too? Invite me to eat? There are people from the Qing Gang?" Wang Chao nodded: "As for Zi Chen, she is resting at home now, everything in Tangmen is decided by me, please ask her to invite me same."
Wang Chao knows Tang Zichen's style, and likes to be clean. Besides, the entertainment of some gangs does not require her to be the biggest leader of Tang Men.
"Well." Liao Junhua smiled: "You are now the world's first master, Jinkouyuyan, of course, qualified to make the call."
"The world's first master? It's just a fame. But in my words, it seems that your position is not as big as Minister Liao. I'm just a rash man who occupies the mountain and is no match for you, a court official." Wang Chao joked .
"The ruthlessness of Zhanshan being king? You are the head of a big warlord, a big consortium, a big capitalist." Liao Junhua said: "I admire your original choice, and I decided to go abroad. If I don't go abroad, I certainly can't get out of my head. Where is this now Majestic? Any action, even zhōngyāng has paid attention to it, and some things have been explained, which has caused me to be awkward. "
"Why didn't I see your scorched head? Instead, I saw your temperament growing, and Kung Fu has grown again." Wang Chao looked at Liao Junhua, and he knew that his Kung Fu did not regress.
"Where is it better than you, the best in the world? Well, let's go to the Taibai restaurant. Otherwise, it's not good for people to wait for a long time." Liao Junhua and Wang Chao reminisced, and they got up and left.
Wang Chao was also polite, followed Liao Junhua to the Taibai restaurant on the other side of Chinatown.
The Taibai Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Chinatown and the industry of the Huaqing Gang. It is very famous. It is opened by a group of Huaqing Gang senior chef boxers who are unwilling to sell drugs.
Because the earliest Huaqing gangs were founded by several Guangdong-based chefs with a green gang background, good skills, and first-rate swordsmanship, the older generation of Huaqing gang members are mostly cooks, and the restaurants they opened are very famous in the Chinese community. .
When Wang Chao and Tang Zichen occasionally dine, they also came to the Taibai restaurant. They are indeed pure in taste, and the materials and knife skills are quite particular.
The Taibai Restaurant in Chinatown has three floors. The lower two floors are ordinary Chinese restaurants, while the uppermost floor is a place specially arranged for the guests of various Chinese associations to invite guests, drink and banquet.
When Wang Chao just walked into the first floor of Taibai Restaurant, he heard many people breathing on the third floor, and from time to time came the sound of rhythmic tapping wooden fish, as if there was a monk on it.
"And the monk knocking on the wood fish?"
When I stepped on the third floor, a door curtain was opened, and the environment changed immediately. The ground was all clear and clean, simple and clean. The furniture in the large space are all yellow rosewood chairs, red sandalwood screens inlaid with marble landscape texture, bright red mahogany table of eight immortals, everything is ancient and fragrant, as if you entered the ancient royal family.
On this third floor today, there were only four tables in total. They are all arranged side by side. At a glance, Wang Chao saw Zhu Hongzhi sitting on the chief of the first table, and beside him were a few old people who were dressed in simple styles, some with white hair and beards, but the Jīng was extremely healthy.
The second table, however, is a group of middle-aged people, all sitting precariously, all of them with extraordinary demeanor, obviously some of the real bosses.
At the third table, there were several young people, both men and women, all with eyes full of electricity and long breathing.
The people at these three tables were all talking and laughing, and they seemed very familiar, but the moment Wang Chao stepped up the stairs, they were all surprisingly quiet. The eyes of Zhao Chao who looked all over came as if expecting everyone. The high-profile person appeared.
"This is the best player in the world? Is Nan Chao Tangmen leader Wang Chao?"
After seeing Wang Chao's face clearly, several young men and women at the third table glanced at each other, and one of the girls muttered in a subtle voice that was almost inaudible.
"Brother Wang Chao, finally invited you to come and sit here."
When Zhu Hongzhi saw Wang Chao coming in, he laughed, and stood up with the pure steel crutches in his hand, greeted loudly, very polite and enthusiastic, like an old friend who had not been seen for many years.
The rest of the people saw Zhu Hongzhi standing up, and more or less stood up to say hello to Wang Chao. Even a few young people are the same.
"Don't dare to be dare not be."
Wang Chao naturally knows that these people are giving themselves face, on the one hand, of course, because of Zhu Hongzhi's relationship, on the other hand, naturally they are invincible, killing countless masters, and turning their hands into the cloud, covering the rain, controlling the martial arts conference , Repel the Hehewei name of the leader of GOD.
This world is too big, and it is also too small. As long as it is in the circle, all that Wang Chao does is really shocking.
"Of course it is affordable, we old guys, of course, know the power of that assassination group" God ". Besides, our Chinese gang, which one has not suffered the losses of the two American snakes? In your hands, there is nothing more to say, I just want to see my brother you and that God at the martial arts meeting, it must be earth-shattering. " Greet Wang Chao to sit down at the first table.
Wang Chao sat in an empty seat casually, and the sound of a sturdy muyu struck in his ears. His gaze looked at the fourth table that made the sound.
In fact, Wang Chao noticed the person sitting at the fourth table early.
The big Eight Immortals tables present are square and square, according to seniority, there are four tables, from old to middle-aged to young, you can see that they are very polite.
But there was a man sitting on the fourth table. This man was also a young man. He looked like 27-80. He did n’t trim his borders. His hair was disheveled. He did n’t look at people or sit. Keeping his lower abdomen low, his other foot bent and squatting, sitting in a fishing posture, but it is as steady as Mount Tai.
He just squatted in a single plate, but slowly gestured with both hands, hacking the desktop with his palm. His mouth is still talking.
"Wudang Chunyang palm, seventy-two hands and half, four more chopping rice bags, Xingman chopping the bed board, chopping the dining table at noon, chopping the wall around the meal, rì chopping at night, repairing the pure Yang Dan ..."
He slowly cut the tabletop with his hands slowly, and kept talking in his mouth, without any care for others, at first glance it was a lunatic.
Wang Chao can also see that this person might have a problem.
But Wang Chao's eyes were very toxic, and he could see them at a glance. This crazy man slowly cut his hands slowly, but he was very famous.
When he slowly put out a palm, the person jumped the lower thumb quickly, then popped the index finger, then bent the middle finger, and turned a circle in the palm, the ring finger and the little finger hooked at the same time. At this moment, the gesture was like a Taoist using his finger. Head volley glyph.
This is definitely an advanced qigong technique.
It's just that when he puts his palms down, the five-finger symbol is too fast, as if it's a magic finger, and it's hard to see if it moves. Even if he is a high-level trainer, if he doesn't pay careful attention, he will only think that he often cuts his palms in the ordinary.
However, every time he lightly cut the palm of his hand, three fingers of strong wind hit the table of the Eight Immortals table, making the table a deep, distant knocking sound, like a monk knocking a wooden fish!
"Mr. Wang smiled. This is Elder Qiu from our gang. It was just three years ago that he got into trouble and became crazy. He became mad and became like this. He only slept for two hours a day. After he got up, he kept cutting. . It does n’t matter whether there are people or not, even when eating, and when going to the toilet, it has been this way for three years. "
Seeing Wang Chao watching the madman at the fourth table and sitting at the second table, a middle-aged man next to Liao Junhua sighed.
"Green Gang?"
Wang Chao is the first time to deal with the people of the Green Gang.
Although the Green Gang is an ancient gang and very famous, it has disappeared after the Golden Glory and Du Yuesheng in the Republic of China. It has always been a single-line development and is very mysterious.
As the saying goes, "the green gang line, Hongmen a large area."
Hongmen is blooming everywhere, all over the world. The Green Gang is a single line.
"Rì cuts at night, and cultivates pure Yang Dan ..." Wang Chao's eyes always looked at the elder Qiu Qiu who looked like 278, and he heard his muttering clearly in his ears: "What is this elder Qiu's name?" Good work. "
"Qiu Weiming, he is crazy because of martial arts, we can't let him regret, so we are ready to take him out and let him participate in this martial arts meeting. This martial arts meeting, the Tibetan dragon and the tiger, and the fight between Mr. Wang Chao and the leader of GOD. It can be said to be the first competition in the world. Mr. Wang Chao is a great expert in boxing, please also identify, our elder Qiu can be ranked in the martial arts meeting? Also let us have a psychological grasp. "
"Oh!"
Wang Chao glanced at the young gangster, "This elder Qiu Weiming cannot be said to be crazy, but he is addicted to the boxing technique and cannot be pulled out, so it becomes like this. His skill is also an outstanding figure. But this martial arts conference, as far as I know, there are not a few outstanding people. There are at least four people in China, at least one in this book, and the rest may also be very few. Only after playing, did I know that I have five points of luck and five points of strength. "
"Mr. Wang Chao, you have been through hundreds of battles, and since you made your debut, you will have countless outstanding figures. You must know the masters in this world. There must be a standard ruler to measure, why not join hands with Elder Qiu? Try his How about kung fu? "
The young gangster was very polite and euphemistic, but the meaning revealed was self-evident.
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"Slow down, let's eat first. Our Huaqing gang will specially prepare a finale dish, Fairy Tofu for the banquet of Mr. Wang Chao. Let's taste it first."
Just then, a big brother of the Huaqing gang stood up. At the same time, two little chefs dressed in snow-white clothes came in the doorway, holding a huge pig-killing knife, which was half a person long. Very scary.
At the same time, he lifted a large bucket of steaming steam, as if it was just tofu.
Afterwards, a chef stepped in from the door, took a huge and sharp pig-killing knife, and picked it into the bucket. A piece of tofu was picked on the tip of the knife.
The chef's wrist shook and buzzed ... The huge pig-killing knife made a bee buzzing sound, picked up a knife flower, and the knife flower flashed over, and the piece of tofu became a wonderful big-bellied Maitreya Buddha.
"Good knife." Wang Chao nodded gently and gave a sigh.