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"Dear villagers, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, we are authentic Tai Chi masters from Chenjiagou. We have practiced kung fu all our skills, but because the world is not as good as the hearts of the people, and the martial arts are lonely, our masters and apprentices can only

Here we offer our skills. If you fall in love with us and think we are worth a few dollars, please give us some money. If you don’t have many babies in your pocket, please give us a few words.

, support me!"

A middle-aged martial artist wearing a straight kung fu shirt was bowing to the surrounding villagers and talking loudly. This is a small square in Yuanshan Town, Liangzhou. It is said to be a square, but it is actually more like a lively place.

The market was filled with all kinds of people in this small square, watching around. There were also a few young young people in the venue, dressed in the same delicate manner, holding various lights in their hands.

Waking the weapon, waiting for this middle-aged man

As soon as the man finished speaking, he shouted loudly, immediately pulled out his posture, and began to practice on the venue. Among the young people was a strong boy wearing black cloth, holding a long-handled sword in his hand.

Just like Guan Yunchang's Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the blades used for performances are made of plastic and painted with silver paint. They look bright and shaking slightly, like lightning flashes, and the ones that are wonderful and beautiful.

After practicing a simple routine, the group of teenagers suddenly shouted again. The other teenagers wearing blue and white cloth surrounded the city in an uniform manner and pointed their weapons at the boy in black clothes. The boy's figure was

He is so beautiful, with a tiger's back and a beehive waist, and his figure is extremely well-proportioned. Every move is full of strength and agility. However, his facial features are extremely ugly, just like he bought a watermelon and accidentally smashed it.

On the ground, tens of millions of grass and mud horses were running by, and the black and red were rough and ugly, making people unable to help turning their eyes elsewhere. It is possible that they would vomit out on the spot if they are not in a good mood.

However, this young man's kung fu was really good. A long-handled sword was like a silver cloud. He pushed away all the weapons surrounding him with a very rhythmic and rhythmic sense, and even took advantage of the enemy's weapon momentum.

Change at will and counterattack towards the enemy. The boy was flexible and constantly changed his body, shaking all the weapons that he had no time to cover, as casual as stalking in the garden. His feet were like flowing water, moving in small steps on the field

He used a slight difference to avoid the attacks of many enemies.

This is obviously a routine that has been rehearsed, just like a martial arts play in Peking Opera, and like a live version of a kung fu film. Amid the tight sound of gongs and drums, the boy in black finally took the lead after avoiding many attacks.

In an empty space, the counterattack began. A few clean and neat moves of the rabbit and falcon made a very good-looking big move. The shiny "big knife" film turned into a storm, and the surroundings were turned into a ping-pong pong.

All of the companions were "defeated" to the ground, which looked very exciting and beautiful. Even though the audience around them knew that they were acting, they still couldn't help but cheer.

This set of sword techniques is also known as the better effect on the battlefield [Sweeping Thousand Army] sword technique. It is an army battle formation sword technique that most generals in the Cold Weapon Age will be able to use. However, the government does not allow the people to have it now.

With such a large banned weapon and the popularity of guns, this kind of martial art is no longer circulated among the people.

At this time, seeing that the audience's emotions had been mobilized, the middle-aged martial artist who was shouting at the beginning moved his eyes and two very clever children were holding two big copper bowls that touched the surroundings.

Walking away, with a bright smile on his face, he kept bowing to the spectators around him. The spectators were not very embarrassed, so they took out some change and threw it into the copper bowl. At this time, someone shouted loudly.

He said, "One more! Another one!" The middle-aged martial artist was smiling and preparing to say a few scenes when suddenly the crowd was forcibly divided into two sides in a mess, and a group of people walked out of the crowd.

These people are young men in their seventies and early twenties. They have very non-mainstream Shamatt hairstyles, holes everywhere on their faces, some bright metal rings, etc.

The clothes were also wrinkled. The young man in a short-sleeved shirt was wearing a yellow-haired young man without any buttons, revealing his strong chest and abdominal muscles. There was also a hideous dragon tattooed on it, from his waist to

I don’t know if it’s because his figure has changed, or because he didn’t have a good tattoo when he was tattooed, but the dragon looks slightly deformed, which makes people feel very weird.

Especially the two eyes were not looking in one direction, which made the dragon look like a cerebral palsy dragon. The peddler walked in and the yellow-haired young man in charge snatched a child's copper bowl.

, grabbed the money inside, stuffed it into his pocket, and then threw the copper bowl aside, making a clanging sound.

The child wanted to go up and ask for his money, but was pushed to the ground by the yellow-haired young man. The yellow-haired young man cursed impatiently: "If you don't want to die, get out of here!" It seems that

It's the little gangsters from the place who are here.

The middle-aged martial artist's face turned cold at first, his eyebrows stood up, and his fists were clenched, but then he loosened his face and smiled. He walked forward, bowed and said, "Hello, brothers, you guys! I don't know

Are you here to support people or money?" The yellow-haired young man put his hands in front of his chest and stopped talking. At this time, a tall and thin young man with red hair walked out from behind him, arrogantly

He cursed: "What kind of stuff is **? I want us to support you, go eat shit!

Setting up a stall here, don’t you know that this is our Brother Hui’s territory? Do you understand the rules of the world?" The middle-aged martial artist said with an awkward expression: "We are new to us, and I really don’t know much about these..." The red-haired young man shouted loudly.

He said: "I know you guys don't know anything! I set up a stall here, and I have to pay 1,000 yuan to our Brother Hui every day, or I will collect the body for myself!" It seemed to be in line with the words of the red-haired young man.

The yellow-haired gangster raised his chin proudly and snorted coldly.

The middle-aged martial artist pinched his fist and let go, and said in a pleasing manner: "If you have something to discuss, we wouldn't come here to perform if we can earn 1,000 yuan a day!" At this time, the group of young people just now had black men.

The young man in clothes walked out and he shouted: "Uncle Fifth, isn't it just 1,000 yuan? Just give it to them!" The middle-aged martial artist hurriedly waved his hand and signaled the young man to retreat. The young man still ignored him and reached out to his own.

In his arms, it seemed like he was paying for more money. At the same time, he walked forward carelessly and said, "What money, I'll give it to you!" As he said that, he walked to the gangster, and suddenly the hand in his arms was in his arms

As soon as he stretched out, he grabbed the yellow-haired gangster's collar at lightning speed, pulled it back, and at the same time he stirred his feet, the yellow-haired gangster's collar

He suddenly lost his balance and was shocked and angry. He wanted to fight back. The boy in black sneered and reached out to block the gangster's right fist. Then he pushed it again. The yellow-haired gangster's balance was immediately taken.

The destruction was made, and the boy in black kicked the shin in front of the yellow-haired gangster's calves. The yellow-haired gangster quickly soared into the air, like a flying bird, and elegantly soared into the air. But he didn't land.

It looked so good. I saw him fly into the air, exhausted his momentum, and then fell down fiercely. His hands were instinctively clutching everywhere like a hot wheel. Unfortunately,

However, his chin hit the ground and hit the ground. It seemed that a few of his teeth had been slaughtered. A mouthful of blood and screams were gushing out of the yellow-haired gangster's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the boy in black kicked his feet as if he was playing football. He kicked the yellow-haired gangster hard with his instep and knocked the yellow-haired gangster's waist with a bang.

The gangster bent into a shrimp in pain, rolled out hard, hitting the steps on the other side before stopping. The boy in black slowly set off a white crane with a wing-hanging shape, leisurely facing the field

The audience outside said: "This is the secret of the authentic Chen Tai Chi to make a big difference. With such a wonderful practical performance, why don't you give me a colorful sound?!" The people watching the fun outside the venue then realized and were excited.

Alert loudly.

They were just watching the fun. Although the boys from Chenjiagou were rehearsing wonderfully, those who were interested knew that this was rehearsed in advance, not real at all. They were good-looking but not exciting at all.

.And now the gangster came to the door and the two sides fought. Although the movements were not good-looking and it was only a moment, they really fought. The local "famous" "Brother Hui" was still fighting, and the

All teeth are swelling

When I saw that the local gangsters who were harassing all over the world suffered such a great loss, I immediately became excited and shouted loudly. The yellow-haired gangster had never suffered such a great loss! He used a crying voice at that time.

He screamed to the dumb little brothers behind him in a frustration: "What are you bastards watching? Come on!" As soon as the yellow-haired gangster finished speaking, the other gangsters became like dreams

As if I woke up, I rushed up.

The boy in black sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face, shuttled through the gangster like a swimming fish, his hands and feet hitting horizontally like pendulums, and hitting hard on the other party, except for a miserable sound.

In addition to calling, you can also hear the sound of bones being broken in a very thick quilt.

He was wearing beautiful Tai Chi, and he brought all the fists that were hitting him to the side. He even tripped someone to the ground when he was under his feet, and then kicked him hard like a fireworks in the world.

Temporarily relieved the opponent's ability to move. After moving several times, the boy in black-clothed was like a broken typewriter, appearing elusively on the enemy's face, which soon made these gangsters scream one by one.

Go down and roll around on the ground. Although this is a real battle, it is not as good as it was when the performance just now. Indeed, when the real kung fu is practical, it is not as good as it is. Sometimes it is mixed with the gangsters.

There seems to be no difference in fighting, but the tricks and vicious tricks are simply unbearable.

Coupled with the sound of the blowing of the punches and the screams of the gangsters. When the person fell almost and some tough gangsters stood up again, the boy in black was like

A black gyro turned like a black top. This time he used a very beautiful acting method. His hands hit the gangster who got up and attacked him like two meteor hammers. At the same time, the black clothes flew everywhere, like one

A flexible big bird shuttled among the gangsters, and those gangsters were like human-shaped sandbags, being pulled left and right by him, throwing them into the air, and then kicked them far away.

It was much better now, and the audience outside the venue cheered and applauded again. When he beat these gangsters happily one after another, he also loudly used the clear voice of the boys' unique voice to loudly report his tricks.

Suddenly, the sound of the flesh and the sound of reading sounds blended together, making people full of endless violent aesthetics and the traditional chivalrous pleasure of Chinese people. Not long after, all seven or eight gangsters were released again

He fell to the ground, screamed, and after being knocked down several times, this time, no one dared to stand up and get another blow.
Chapter completed!