The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

After taking care of Liu Hongyu, Li Muchen planned to leave. Ding Xiang was still outside. Although she was handed over to Lin Manqing, he was still a little worried.

"Brother Mashan, let's go."

"You two, you made this here for me, and you just want to leave like this?" Zhou Na said suddenly.

Li Muchen was slightly startled, "Then what do you want?"

Zhou Na was very curious about Li Muchen, but she didn't know what to do with him.

There was such a big commotion today, and the aftermath will be very troublesome.

Let’s not talk about whether Liu Dashen was subdued or not. The government office needs to be taken care of, and the bar’s business has also been affected.

How are these losses calculated?

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhou Na pondered for a long time and finally decided to let them go.

Anyway, I can’t keep him, so why not give him face and be a smooth favor so that we can meet each other in the future.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone outside the door say:

"No one can go."

Two men walked in, both in their fifties, one fat and one thin, the fat man's face was red and his appearance was impressive. The thin one, wearing a black Tang suit, looked calm, but had a graceful and noble temperament about him. Even if he stood there without saying anything, people could feel that he was not an ordinary person.

Behind them, a group of young people wearing training uniforms and a group of people wearing dark suits were clearly distinguishable, divided into two rows, and filed in.

"Uncle Ming!" Zhou Na shouted in surprise.

The man in black Tang suit nodded towards him, looked at the messy ground and frowned.

"Uncle Ming, things are a bit complicated..." Zhou Na was about to tell what happened.

Uncle Ming interrupted her, "It's not complicated. Liu Dashen came for me, but he didn't dare to come to me in the first place, so he came to you to cause trouble."

"Attack on you?" Zhou Na was greatly surprised, "How dare he?"

"Humph!" Uncle Ming took a few steps forward and looked at Liu Dascar, who was lying on the ground and passed out. "I have met a few Internet tycoons, but I don't know what my last name is."

"Internet boss?" Zhou Na was even more curious, "Uncle Ming is also working on Internet projects?"

"They are here for the film and television city." Uncle Ming twisted the agarwood string in his hand, "Someone wanted to buy the shares of my film and television city a few years ago, and I also know who is behind that person. If they don't get my shares, they won't. The law controls the entertainment industry.”

Zhou Na suddenly realized.

The middle-aged fat man walked over, looked down at Huang Hai lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and pinched his naked body a few times.

Uncle Ming looked at him and asked, "Master Hong, is it him?"

"That's right, Tiebushan, his kung fu is quite good, at least twenty or thirty years old. Who beat him like this?" The fat man known as Master Hong turned around and looked over Li Muchen, finally stopping. On Mashan.

Zhou Na pointed at Li Muchen and said, "It's him."

Master Hong was surprised and looked at Li Muchen, "Oh, at such a young age, you can defeat Tie Yi Huang Hai. Not bad, not bad. Who is your master?"

"Is it necessary to tell you?" Li Muchen said expressionlessly.

Master Hong was stunned for a moment, his face fell, and he snorted coldly and said: "Young man, don't think that you can become arrogant just because you have learned some superficial kung fu."

Li Muchen was not interested in continuing the conversation with the man surnamed Hong, and said, "Are you done? If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

As soon as he took a step, a dozen disciples wearing training uniforms who followed Uncle Ming and Master Hong blocked his way with their hands crossed.

"Have you left yet?" Master Hong said with a sneer.

Li Muchen turned around, but did not look at Master Hong. Instead, he looked at Uncle Ming coldly, "Can't I leave?"

Master Hong saw that he ignored him, and anger surged on his face.

But Uncle Ming didn't say anything, and it was hard for him to take action.

Zhou Na wanted to protect Ma Shan and Li Muchen, but seeing that the atmosphere was not right, she quickly said:

"Uncle Ming, the two of them have helped me just now, otherwise I don't know what trouble Liu Da Scar will cause."

"I know." Uncle Ming interrupted, "But it's true that they destroyed your place. Everyone knows that you are mine, and the Blue Bridge Bar is my place. If I just let them go , spread the word, where can I put my face? The only ones who can walk out from here today are my people."

Zhou Na was overjoyed and understood what Uncle Ming meant, which was to bring Li Muchen and Ma Shan under his command.

"Ma Shan, why don't you thank Uncle Ming quickly? You will be Uncle Ming's people from now on." Zhou Na said to Mashan, fearing that she might not be sure of Li Muchen's temper.

Of course, Ma Shan had heard of Feng Tianming, the second master of the Feng family who no one could offend in Hecheng.

He was silent for a while and said: "Sister Na, I will only follow you. As for my brother, I can't make the decision for him."

Zhou Na's heart skipped a beat when she heard this. What idiot was talking back to her now? What was the difference between following her and following Uncle Ming?

But when he talks like this, it makes people feel uncomfortable, which is equivalent to not giving Uncle Ming face.

She could only turn her hope to Li Muchen, because Uncle Ming probably also hoped that Li Muchen could defeat the iron clothed Huang Hai. As long as Li Muchen agreed, everything would be fine.

But just as she feared, Li Muchen shook his head: "I am myself, not anyone else's."

"Then don't even think about leaving."

Master Hong shouted loudly, the sound was like a bell, and made a gesture like a white crane spreading its wings.

"Hong Tiancheng, the successor of Southern Tai Chi, please give me some advice!"

As soon as Hong Tiancheng showed off his fists, Li Muchen could tell that this man's kung fu was similar to that of Huang Hai from the Iron Clothes Sect.

It's just that Tai Chi is an internal practitioner, while Tiebu Shirt is an external practitioner. In the chain of contempt of Kung Fu, internal practitioners always look down on external practitioners.

In fact, these two people were much worse than the ninjas they met at Lingshan Lake that day, let alone Qian Kun who was fishing.

Li Muchen didn't even bother to take action, but shook his head helplessly.

Seeing him like this, Hong Tiancheng was furious and was about to take action.

"Master, why do you need to take action yourself? It's just a little kid, let me teach him a lesson." One of Hong Tiancheng's disciples stood up.

This person raised his hand towards Li Muchen and said, "Southern Tai Chi, Guan Xuping."

As he spoke, he spread his wings like a white crane like his master.

Seeing that Li Muchen didn't move, Guan Xuping smiled contemptuously: "Let's make a move."

One hugged his knees and stepped forward, then waved and waved his pipa, pressing his palms against Li Muchen's chest.

Li Muchen wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Tai Chi is based on static braking and using force to strike. Especially for this wave of pipa, when the opponent makes a move, you need to hold the opponent's hand, follow the trend, stroke and press, and then wave your hand to exert force. The opponent fights out.

But Li Muchen didn't move at all, and Guan Xuping used his hands to wave the pipa, thus turning the internal boxing into the external boxing.

Li Muchen also became playful. When he saw the opponent's hand coming, he gently raised his hand, flipped his wrist, pressed the opponent's elbow, and took advantage of the situation to move back half a step.

Guan Xuping's handwriting skills were obviously not good, and his center of gravity was unstable due to Li Muchen.

Li Muchen pushed forward gently, and Guan Xuping flew out.

Wave the pipa!

Li Muchen used his own methods to treat others, using his opponent's tricks to knock his opponent away.

And he uses it more skillfully than his opponents.

This kind of worldly skill is just like playing to him.

Hong Tiancheng was shocked and said: "So you are also a Tai Chi disciple. No wonder Huang Hai was broken up by you without any external injuries. Chen Yang, Sun Wu, North and South, which master are you from?"

Li Muchen said calmly: "I am not from Tai Chi."

"No?" Hong Tiancheng said in confusion, "What you just used was obviously a Tai Chi move."

"I just learn and sell now. It's not difficult for children to play house."

It's not that Li Muchen looks down on Tai Chi.

When Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, created Tai Chi, his original intention was not martial arts, but a method of breathing and directing Qi that was more suitable for ordinary people to practice.

Later generations used this to enter martial arts, and then they developed Tai Chi.

It's just that these people are really poorly trained and only have a frame.

"You!" Hong Tiancheng was furious, "Then let you try the power of Tai Chi!"

With one move, Gao Tanma struck Li Muchen in the face.

It has to be said that Hong Tiancheng is more than a bit stronger than his apprentice. The clothes on his body move automatically without wind, his arms are swung out, and the joints and bones make a beeping sound, as if even the air is cracking.