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After pouring chicken soup for Nong Jinsun, Yue Si no longer cared about it.

He can't pry into people's hearts, nor can he change a person's thinking. He has done everything he can, and it depends on how Nong Jinsun chooses.

But the reality has proved once again that the development of things is not shifted by human will.

Chen Zhen had the habit of running in the morning. He tied sandbags on his legs and ran around an area. When he came back, he just caught up with the morning exercises of the Jingwumen disciples.

Originally, the long-distance running belonged to Chen Zhen alone. Since the disciples of the Fist of Fury started training with him, they also got up early and ran along one by one. Just like this, the long-distance running in the morning of the disciples of the Fist of Fury with white towels around their necks and loose training clothes , has become a famous scene.

Moreover, the news headlines in the newspapers for several days were all about Fist of Fury, especially Chen Zhen's image is quite brilliant, so the street sweepers, early risers selling breakfast, and rickshaw drivers waiting for customers all came together to say hello to Chen Zhen .

This made all the disciples of Jingwumen straighten their backs one by one, feeling very honored.

But in the middle of the running, Chen Zhen stopped, and some Jingwumen disciples who couldn't stop the car behind him bumped into each other one after another.

There was no other reason than that the road was blocked by three dogs.

Three foot pot chickens in samurai uniforms stood side by side, blocking the intersection of a street, their faces were full of provocations, obviously the visitors were not kind.

"Hey, Huaxia people, this is not a place for you to come." A warrior in uniform drove away the Jingwumen disciples arrogantly.

A disciple of Fist of Fury stood up unconvinced: "This is not the Japanese Concession, but China's territory. Why can't we enter, why don't you let us enter."

"A neon gymnasium will be opened here soon. You Chinese people passing by here will pollute the air here." The provocative words of the warrior uniform continued to stimulate the disciples of Jingwumen, and pointed to the lamppost hanging on the street corner. with a sign.

"Hey, can you read? Take a good look at what is written on the sign!"

The sign is written with the same sentence in Japanese, English, and Chinese, "Huaxia people and dogs are not allowed to enter."

Now, even Chen Zhen couldn't keep calm, his face was full of anger, but he didn't attack.

He secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, Yue Si was right. The foot pot chicken must have mistakenly thought that it was me who was going to fight in the competition next, and then planned to use some kind of conspiracy to ensure that I would definitely lose. I often run this way. Why? It would be such a coincidence that there are three people blocking the way here."

"Bastard!" Chen Zhen, who was prepared in his heart, did not take any emotional action. On the contrary, some Jingwumen disciples couldn't bear it anymore. They rolled up their sleeves and prepared to rush forward to teach the three barking chickens a lesson, but Chen Zhenyi stopped him.

Facing the red-eyed Fist of Fury disciple, Chen Zhen solemnly shook his head.

Now is not the time to get into conflict with your feet.

"The smell of poverty on your body will lower the evaluation of our gymnasium."

"There are only three of you in such a large group, and you didn't respond to such humiliation. No wonder you are compared to dogs."

"Huaxia people are all cowards..."

"In fact, the Chinese people are too weak, they are the weakest nation in the world. The martial artist Huo Yuanjia they admired was also a weak chicken. He was easily beaten to death by our master Akutagawa Ryuichi. They wanted to save their face. , paying a reporter to write an article saying that he was poisoned is really ridiculous and pathetic.”

Seeing that everyone in the Fist of Fury Sect was silent, the three warriors in uniform were relentlessly speaking insulting words.

Chen Zhen, who was about to bring everyone from Jingwumen back the same way, stopped immediately. Huo Yuanjia was his mentor and could not tolerate insults.

"Since it's a conspiracy against me, Chen Zhen, then I'll continue and see what other methods you have!"

With three punches and one kick that was almost invisible, the three warriors fell to the ground, and the extra kick landed on the person who mentioned Huo Yuanjia.

"Five senior brothers!"

The rest of the Jingwumen disciples also wanted to go up and slap the fallen warrior uniform twice, but they were stopped by Chen Zhen: "I did this by myself, with you and Jingwumen. It doesn't matter, if the foot pot chickens want to make trouble, let them come to me!"

Hearing what Chen Zhen said, those disciples had no choice but to vent their anger on other places. For example, they took down the sign and smashed it to pieces.

"Wait a moment!"

A non-standard Chinese language sounded, and the crowd dispersed, and found three foot-pot chickens rushing towards this side with short and fast steps. The person in charge, Chen Zhen, had seen it in the newspaper, and it was exactly what the foot-pot chickens were advocating Akutagawa Ryuichi.

Some of the disciples of the Fist of Fury had personally experienced the contest between Akutagawa Ryuichi and Huo Yuanjia. When they saw the enemy face to face, they wished they could pounce on him and bite him. But because of Chen Zhen's words, they could only arouse their anger, but the murderous look in their eyes , let the two disciples following Akutagawa Ryuichi slow down, and the distance between them and Akutagawa suddenly widened, which was equivalent to letting Akutagawa Ryuichi plunge into the siege of Jingwumen disciples alone.

Akutagawa Ryuichi first walked up to the three stunned disciples to check twice, and found that they were just knocked out and there was no serious problem, so he got up and walked in front of Chen Zhen.

What Akutagawa Ryuichi did next was beyond everyone's expectations. He put his hands on both sides of his body, bowed at ninety degrees to Chen Zhen, and then looked at the ground like that and said: "About I'm sorry about your master, Mr. Huo Yuanjia, I didn't know the truth of the matter until the news of his death was mentioned in the newspaper, I'm sorry."

"What these three disciples of my Hongkou Dojo did caused me to be negligent in discipline, I'm sorry!"

After finishing speaking, Akutagawa Dragon raised his waist, looked into Chen Zhen's eyes, and said, "I look forward to the competition with Jingwumen in a few days. At that time, I will prove my strength, even if I don't need people from the military department With the small means I use, I can also defeat Chinese martial artists."

"I swear, I'll do everything in my power to make sure it's a fair fight."

Although people from the military department had already intervened in the competition on the day when the Fist of Fury sect issued the gauntlet, but out of the pride of the fighters, Akutagawa Ryuichi still looked forward to relying on his own strength to defeat the opponent he thought he would face. Chen Zhen.

However, the filth in his heart made Akutagawa Ryuichi still hope that he would win. He didn't understand the methods of the military department, so it was as if this had never happened.

Back then, when the unknown Miyamoto Musashi defeated Sasaki Kojiro, who was in full swing, in addition to Niten's first-class techniques, he also used seemingly despicable tactics.

If the great swordsman is like this, why should he care.