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Volume Nine, Chapter Seventeen, Challenging the Jingwu Association

Du Zhonghua laughed when he heard Han Feng's words and said, "I also think this seems very awkward, so why not do this. Let's be friends with you, just call me brother. I wonder if my proposal is a bit high?"

Han Feng looked at the person who was enough to be his grandfather in front of him, and quickly waved his hand and said, "This is not possible, this is absolutely not possible! You are an elder and I am a junior, how can you judge it as a peer?"

"There are no elders and younger generations? It doesn't matter if you talk to each other. Why do you look down on me, a bad old man?" Although Du Zhonghua is over 60 years old, the atmosphere of the world is still strong. Seeing that Han Feng disagreed, he pretended to be angry and asked.

"Old man, I don't mean that..." Han Feng's temperament is like this. If others are tough, he will definitely do it to the end, but if others exchange love for it, they will seem passive in dealing with these things. Recognizing Du Zhonghua as the eldest brother is something that Han Feng has never even thought about. However, looking at Du Zhonghua who is extremely determined in front of him, Han Feng had no choice but to say helplessly: "Then... well, let's do it, you, Mr.!"

"That's right, brother." Du Zhonghua laughed heartily.

"Old...brother!" Han Feng always felt that he couldn't say this, which was very awkward.

To a certain extent, Du Zhonghua and Han Feng's friendship is very selfish. Because he values ​​the government power and underworld power behind Han Feng. It can even be said that Du Zhonghua invited Han Feng to visit his home today to get in touch with the two. Maybe he had never thought about becoming a brother of Han Feng, but Han Feng's inadvertent words made Du Zhonghua suddenly have a whim and want to recognize Han Feng, the brother.

In fact, his purpose has also been achieved. As for Han Feng, he did not consider much in that situation, and he recognized Du Zhonghua as his elder brother completely with Du Zhonghua taking the initiative. Perhaps this elder brother is not that important in Han Feng's mind for the time being, but if this matter is spread, it will at least attract a lot of attention in Shanghai. Those who can be valued by Mr. Du of the Jingwu Association are definitely not idiots.

"Brother, just ask what you have if you have anything to say, without striking around the bush." ​​At this time, Han Feng no longer concealed his inner thoughts and said bluntly.

Du Zhonghua looked at Han Feng with admiration. Suzu's subordinates and others all respected him when they saw him, but the brother he just recognized today was neither humble nor arrogant, and had extraordinary demeanor.

Du Zhonghua smiled and said, "Brother, you don't know! Now I have not only Jingwu Club in Shanghai, but also a Du company. But to be honest, the benefits are very average, and it is only because many old friends gave face to them before that they barely maintain..."

Han Feng had roughly guessed what Du Zhonghua was going to say below and immediately continued: "Brother, I understand what you mean. Although I have decided not to intervene in any gang-related matters, I think of me so much. After I go back, I will definitely transfer your meaning to Commander Liang in Beijing, and will let those friends in Beijing cooperate with you more. Don't worry."

"Brother is indeed a happy person. As soon as I said it, you understand. Then I won't talk nonsense. I will rely on my help for everything." Du Zhonghua said gratefully.

"Brother, I'll just say thank you, but I'll see you." Han Feng also laughed.

At this time, Du Jun walked up from behind and said a few words in Du Zhonghua's ear. Du Zhonghua looked at Han Feng from the corner of his eyes while listening.

"I understand." Du Zhonghua waved his hand, and Du Jun politely bowed and walked away. Several bodyguard-like people stood in the distance and looked around alertly.

Before Du Zhonghua could speak, Han Feng rushed to say, "Brother, these people under your command should be from the Jingwu Society. They all look very powerful!"

Du Zhonghua snorted coldly and said, "You also said that you look amazing. A bunch of useless guys will know that you are causing trouble for me. But brother, I think you are a master."

"Oh! Is that right?" Han Feng asked in surprise.

"The spirit is condensed but not dispersed, the energy is sunny but not stagnant, and the momentum is crazy but not indulgent. This is the real master. If I guess correctly, you should have practiced qigong, and it seems to be the routine of Dachengquan, right?" Du Zhonghua looked at Han Feng and asked with a smile.

Han Feng had to admit that the other party was indeed a martial arts senior. Although Han Feng had never shown his skills in front of the other party so far, the other party could clearly tell his martial arts skills, which was definitely something that only masters could do.

Du Zhonghua looked at Han Feng with a deep sense. Seeing that Han Feng's face was as quiet as water, he was calm at his words, and knew that Han Feng's own guess was correct, so he continued: "I have a few unsatisfactory apprentices who insisted on fighting with me and having a chance to compete with me, but I don't know me..."

Although Du Zhonghua didn't say anything below, Han Feng also understood what he meant. He also guessed that Du Jun's whisper to Du Zhonghua was probably for this. Han Feng looked at Du Jun not far away with a smile and pretended to be calm. In fact, he glanced at Du Jun here from time to time, smiled and said lightly: "Brother, my skills are simply in the sky and underground compared to those of your masters of the Jingwu Society. Didn't you deliberately make me foolish? "

In fact, Han Feng's words were originally meant to be rude, but perhaps because he was used to the casual and a little arrogant way of speaking, Du Zhonghua was a little dissatisfied. "Oh?" Du Zhonghua looked solemn, and seemed to have become competing for Han Feng's big talk. He continued with implicit angrily: "Brother, why should you be so humble? Please give me more advice to my unscrupulous apprentices."

Han Feng didn't understand why Du Zhonghua suddenly lost his temper, but since he had already said this, if he refused again, it would be a kind of retreat. So he said slowly: "How dare you talk about the word "suggestions" here, brother. Just talk to each other and click until it."

As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, Du Jun heard this, and his momentum suddenly changed, and his fighting spirit spread uncontrollably on the grass...

There is a venue similar to fighting exercises in the basement of Du Zhonghua Villa with more than 400 square meters. It is usually a place where Du Zhonghua practices his own fists and feet, and of course his sons will practice here. Because Du Zhonghua likes quietness and does not like to be ostentatious, he placed this training ground in the basement. The entire training ground is very simple, with a large leather sponge pad in the middle, and there are either fitness equipment or sandbags for practice around it.

Han Feng came to this training ground under Du Zhonghua's leadership. Since the entire training ground was built underground, Han Feng felt a hint of coolness from the air in the venue as soon as he entered the training ground.

Han Feng looked closely and saw that Du Jun had arrived at the training ground before them and led more than a dozen people who had changed into costumes to stand on the side of the training ground. Some seemed to be practicing in the training ground just now, so they were only wearing black vests and their bare muscles looked very strong.

When Du Jun saw the old man Du Zhonghua and Han Feng and the other two came to the training ground, he quickly led his hands to Du Zhonghua and bowed his body. Han Feng and the other two thought that there were so many etiquettes in the Jingwu Association, and they would bow whenever they saw Du Zhonghua.

Han Feng didn't know that Du Zhonghua's majesty and credibility in the Jingwu Association would definitely not allow others to be despised. Therefore, the Jingwu Association all regard Du Zhonghua as an absolute leader and respects him.

"Dad, you're ready." Du Jun said respectfully.

Du Zhonghua waved his hand and said, "I understand." He turned to Han Feng and said kindly, "Don't you know if you are ready, do you need to warm up first?"

Han Feng looked at the dozen Jingwu Club members with provocative eyes opposite him and turned around and asked, "Will the eldest son come to the scene in person?"

Du Jun glanced at his father, and Du Zhonghua replied for him: "He won't need it."

When Han Feng heard this, he immediately said proudly: "Then you don't need to prepare, you can start at any time."

"Then let's start!" Du Zhonghua ordered.

After Du Jun nodded and said "yes", he returned to his apprentices to discuss something with them. After a while, a burly man in a black vest walked out.

Han Feng strode to the middle of the venue and stood in front of the black vest. Han Feng, who was thin, stood in front of the strong black vest, and clearly felt the gap in body shape.

The black vest had a contemptuous smile, but he still said respectfully: "Mr. Han, please give me advice." Then he showed his attitude.

Han Feng was still the same as he was when he first appeared on the court, standing in the center of the venue with a chic manner.

The black vest roared and rushed straight to Han Feng with a heavy punch. Even the iron sheet would be penetrated instantly, let alone the human body. The iron fist of the black vest was dancing, and the thick arms rolled up a gust of fist wind roared straight towards Han Feng. The entire black vest's body was like a huge rock rolling down the hillside mixed with a terrifying roar.

Han Feng's body was still. Just when the iron fist was one foot away from him, his mind moved slightly and disappeared in front of the black vest. Just when the black vest thought that Han Feng would definitely not be able to escape his tricky and rapid iron fist, Han Feng's body suddenly became empty, and then disappeared in front of him, causing his heavy punch to be wiped out.
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