The beautiful president's soldier king summoner

In terms of power, Hong Pingchuan, the leader of Hongmen, can be said to be one of the most powerful people in the world.

But today, Hong Pingchuan was carefully accompanying a young man in his martial arts gym in the New Territories with a respectful demeanor.

At this moment, Lin Yun has already visited this martial arts gym in Hong Pingchuan.

The appearance of the martial arts hall looks a bit dilapidated, but the inside is unique, the mahogany furniture of the water, the exquisite food, reveals Hong Pingchuan's extraordinary identity everywhere.

Lin Yun took a sip of the top-quality Yunfeng tea from the teacup from the Xuantong period, and said to Hong Pingchuan, "Mr. Hong, I have something else to do. Let's not be polite, let's start seeing a doctor."

Hong Pingchuan waved his hands, made the left and right to step back, and said with a smile: "Doctor Lin speaks quickly. Since this is the case, please treat me."

As he spoke, Hong Pingchuan stretched out his hand and asked Lin Yun to signal his pulse again.

Just now on the plane, Lin Yun hastily signaled his pulse. He had already determined the cause of Hong Pingchuan's pulse.

"That's right, you got mad because of your practice, and you only have half a month to live at most. The meridians in your whole body will age, and your body will become a centenarian, and you will die of old age."

Lin Yun said.

Hong Pingchuan nodded, and said with a wry smile: "Doctor Lin, do you have a cure? No matter how much it costs, I must cure Bing's disease. If I die, things will be troublesome."

Hong Pingchuan didn't talk big. As the leader of the Hongmen, he controlled hundreds of associations and gangs.

Because he is in the prime of life and has not yet married and had children, so he has three ups and downs, and the clubs below are bound to be in chaos. At least one-third of an acre of Hong Kong will set off a bloody storm of power seizures.

In fact, the news of Hong Pingchuan's illness has already spread, and now some associations below are already ready to move. Xiangjiang is calm on the surface, but the undercurrent is already raging.

Lin Yun stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "It's not impossible."

Hong Pingchuan hurriedly said: "Doctor Lin, please tell me what is the solution."

Lin Yun said: "To tell you the truth, I know some ways to guide your breath. You are now insane, your meridians are reversed, and your breath is disordered. I just need to guide your breath once, and with the help of medicine, you can be cured. .”

"Can you guide my aura? Don't tell me you know the marrow washing method! Miracle doctor Lin, you really have great abilities."

Hong Pingchuan was overjoyed, and promised: "If you can cure my illness, I will give you a thousand gold."

Lin Yun waved his hand and said, "Don't worry. I want to guide your breath, but I also need to know what exercises you have practiced and how the meridians work."

Hong Pingchuan was slightly taken aback, and said in surprise, "You want to see my exercises?"

Lin Yun nodded, and said firmly: "There is nothing wrong. Although I know how your meridians work. However, meridians are like rivers, criss-crossing. If I make a mistake, then your life will be gone. So, you You must show me the exercises you practice."

Hong Pingchuan showed embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, the exercises I practice are not convenient for outsiders to see."

Lin Yun immediately stood up from the chair, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, but I can't help you."

Lin Yun turned around and left, Hong Pingchuan's face behind him was uncertain.

Hong Pingchuan is the leader of Hongmen, and the exercise he practices is the famous Hongquan.

Hongquan is divided into Dihongquan and Tianhongquan.

The Hong Fist practiced by common warriors is the Earth Hong Fist.

As for Tianhong Fist, only Hong Pingchuan, the leader of Hongmen, can practice it.

Tianhong Fist is somewhat similar to the dog-beating stick method of the beggar gang, which can only be passed on to the gang leader.

Knowing the dog-beating stick method is equivalent to having the qualifications to compete for the next gang leader.

Therefore, Hong Pingchuan could not give Lin Yun the secret of Hongmen's Tianhong Fist because of his own interests.

However, if Lin Yun was not given the Tianhong Fist, he would not be able to heal himself. At that time, the Hongmen would be in chaos and people would be devastated, which was not what Hong Pingchuan wanted to see.

"As long as you kill him, the matter will be settled."

In Hong Pingchuan's mind, a vicious thought flashed across.He quickly shook his head, throwing the thought of killing the donkey out of his mind.

Hong Pingchuan is the leader of the Hongmen, and to outsiders, he is a member of the underworld, a well-deserved leader of the underworld.

However, Hong Pingchuan never regards himself as a member of the society, but as a person in the quack, who is unparalleled in chivalry for his friends.

Hong Pingchuan couldn't do such a thing as killing a donkey.

After thinking twice, Hong Pingchuan stood up and stopped Lin Yun, with an apologetic smile on his face: "Master Lin, I have made up my mind, I can show you the boxing score. But, you must not disclose the boxing score to others."

Lin Yun smiled: "Don't worry. I don't want to learn your family's boxing method. But in order to treat your illness, I can only borrow it to see, and please don't take it personally."

Only then did Hong Pingchuan stand up, walked to the back room, took out a mahogany box from a safe, took out a boxing manual written "Hongquan Secret Manual" inside, and handed both hands to Lin Yun's.

Lin Yun opened the boxing book and found that the first half of the book was a picture, which showed a man practicing boxing.He quickly flipped through the past, and found that the second half was the inner strength and mental method, which recorded the method of promoting qi with formulas.

The internal strength of Tianhong Fist is divided into five levels. Lin Yun has no problems after reading the first three levels, but the handwriting of the fourth level is obviously different, and the method of luck is also a bit strange.

As for the fifth layer of exercises, it is even more strange. The acupuncture points on the front are written backwards, the acupuncture points on the head are written on the bottom of the feet, and the routes of the breath in the meridians are also in a mess.

If you practice such a messy technique, it would be strange if you don't go crazy.

Lin Yun looked at Hong Pingchuan and asked, "What level have you practiced to?"

Hong Pingchuan answered truthfully, just after reaching the fourth level, he went into a madness, and his meridians were reversed.

Lin Yun asked again: "Has anyone else practiced this Hongquan Kungfu besides you? For example, your elders, how are they? Have you experienced the same situation as you?"

Hong Pingchuan shook his head and said: "To tell you the truth, my talent is very good. At my age, there are not many people who have practiced to the fourth floor. My elders only practiced to the third floor at most."

Lin Yun continued to ask: "Is there really no one? Think about it carefully."

Hong Pingchuan thought for a while, and suddenly said: "There really is one. Eighty years ago, one of my elders practiced to the fourth floor. However, he died suddenly."

Lin Yun closed the Hongquan secret book, and said coldly: "That's right. If you continue to practice, you will die soon like him."

Hong Pingchuan turned pale with shock: "Doctor Lin, you mean that there is something wrong with the exercises I practiced? But, this exercise was passed down from my ancestors, so there can be no problems."