Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

When they reached the door, the third sister looked back at Hong Guan and said, "Master, Mr. Ding is in the room. Please go in by yourself!"

Hong Guanyi bowed and said, "Okay, thank you!" The third sister nodded, stretched her arms and left.

I raised my hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement from inside, so I decided not to wait any longer and pushed the door open. The light in the room was very dim, with only a little light coming out from the stove where the snake soup was being boiled.

A figure rushed out from the shadows at an extremely fast speed and hit Hong Guan's chest with a Xingyiquan punch.

Hong Guan kept smiling and took the punch hard. Although Ding Lianshan finally held back, a "bang" sound was still heard. Hong Guan did not move at all and his expression did not change. To him, this amount of force was no different from a tickle.

"Is this how the Gong family's nephew Ding Lianshan treats guests?"

Ding Lianshan stood with his fists clenched, took out a cigarette and lit it. "My junior fellow apprentice didn't even know I was here, and you came straight over. I don't even know if you're an enemy or a friend, how can you be so hospitable?"

"Haha, Mr. Ding is right. Can you give me a bowl of snake soup to try now?"

"Okay, come in and sit down if you want to drink." When he turned around and walked inside, his upright body immediately became hunched, as if he was a real old man.

Hong Guan followed him to the stove, found a small stool, and sat down. Ding Lianshan opened the pot, scooped out a bowl of snake soup, and handed it to Hong Guan.

After taking a bite, Hong Guan showed a satisfied look. If he had smelled the taste outside before, it was level four, but now after tasting it, this pot of snake soup was definitely level five.

"This snake soup is indeed the best of Jinlou!"

"You're welcome. This place is not called the Golden Building, but the Republic Building."

"Haha, how many people still know that this place is called Gonghe Building? People have changed, places have changed, why should we stick to the old ways?"

Ding Lianshan picked up the spoon and slowly stirred the snake soup. "Old things are not necessarily bad. Just like this pot of snake soup, it has been simmered for more than ten years. Didn't you say it tastes good?"

"Mr. Ding, I'm not interested in these things. I just want to ask, do you still want to use a knife?"

"What do you want to do?"

"You killed some Japanese in your early years, and that's why you hid in Guangdong. Fengli Province has been occupied by the Japanese. If you still want to use a knife, do you want to come with me and kill a few Japanese for fun?"

Ding Lianshan did not answer immediately. He picked up the firewood and put it into the stove. The fire flickered and reflected on his face.

"What time?"

"Wait for your junior brother, Master Gong, to finish his preparations and then we'll set off."

The room fell silent again. "You don't seem to like my junior brother?"

Hong Guan did not hide his feelings. "Yes, I don't like it. He is so famous and founded the Chinese Martial Arts Association, but he only cares about his own business every day. What has he done for the people?"

Ding Lianshan was silent again, and after a long while he spoke, "Okay, I agree. Count me in when we set off!"

Hong Guanyi bowed and said, "Mr. Ding, don't worry, I'm not asking you to die, I'm just trying to kill the Japanese."

After finishing his words and drinking the snake soup, Hong Guan stood up, said goodbye to Ding Lianshan, walked to the front hall, said something to the madam, and went back to the hotel.

Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen came back early the next morning with dark circles under their eyes and their legs were weak when they walked. Jinlou really lived up to its reputation!

Time passed quickly, and it was time for Gong Yutian's retirement ceremony. Hong Guan brought Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen to the Golden Tower.

Today the place is brightly lit and bustling with people. Martial artists from Guangdong and Guangxi are all honored to have received an invitation from Gong Yutian.

Hong Guan brought his men to the third floor and saw Gong Yutian sitting in the main seat in the middle, silent, while Ma San stood respectfully behind him.

After waiting for half an hour, Gong Yutian coughed, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. He was about to start showing off.

Just like what we see in the movies, there's something about the Five Tigers going down to the south and establishing the Chinese Martial Arts Association, and in the end they just need to find someone to help.

In fact, the underworld during the Republic of China period was no different from the underworld in ancient times. It was bustling with people, all seeking profit.

Fame and fortune are what they value most, and being able to work with Gong Yutian will greatly enhance their reputation. They can even be said to be the top figures in the martial arts world of Guangdong and Guangxi.

The scene became chaotic again. Everyone said that their boxing skills could represent Guangdong and Guangxi. Finally, Ma San stood up. Although the injury on his arm had not healed yet, his eyes were still fierce.

"In the Northeast, the one who fought with my master was my Ma San. To enter the temple to worship Buddha, you must first pass the mountain gate. If you want to fight with the old man, you must first pass my Ma San!"

A martial artist stepped forward and said, "I'll do it!"

Ma San didn't even raise his hands, he fought the enemy with his feet. After three moves, he kicked the man out.

Everyone who had been calm just now immediately stood up. They were surprised and even angry at Ma San's kung fu.

Ma San said calmly, "With this little ability, you still want to fight with the old man? Come on, all of you come together!"

Everyone was a little hesitant at first, but then someone shouted, "Beat him!" and they all rushed forward.

Ma San remained fearless in the face of danger. Although his forearm was injured, his elbow and legs were still usable. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards the crowd.

The scene was in chaos for a while, people were knocked down continuously, Ma San was very ruthless, those who were hit by him were all injured and could not get out of bed for a month or two, and they might even be left with sequelae.

Hong Guan took Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen to sit at a table in the corner to watch the show. Both of them looked eager to try.

Unfortunately, the two men did not have the chance to fight. In less than five minutes, the people from the martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi became scared. They were not sure they could defeat Ma San. If they continued to fight, there would be no benefit if they won, and if they lost, they would lose face!

What was supposed to be a grand event ended in such an anticlimactic way. Hong Guan finished his tea and stood up. "Still watching? How about you stay in the Golden Building tonight?"

Hearing Hong Guan's northern accent, Shuang Xi and the other man hadn't spoken yet when a person from the Guangdong and Guangxi martial arts community came over and asked, "Are you Mr. Gong's men?"

Hong Guan looked at Gong Yutian who had already gone downstairs and said, "No, we are just here to watch the fun. Yes, this show is really good!"

Everyone around was a little angry. What the hell? They thought the show was really good. Are they treating them like actors?

"This friend is going too far!"

Hong Guan laughed, "What? You can't do anything to Ma San, but you want to do something to us? You better think about it. If you really do it, you might end up in a worse situation than before!"

The scene was quiet again. Gong Yutian and Ma San, who had walked to the second floor, stopped and looked upstairs.

Martial artists have to save face after all, and a man in his forties shouted, "Touch him!"

Hong Guan took a step back, Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen opened their fists and rushed towards them.

Accompanied by the sound of things being smashed, as well as screams and groans, the two men moved forward fearlessly, like Zhao Zilong of Changshan, and directly chiseled through their men.

This scene was even bigger than when Ma San took action. Ma San was Gong Yutian's man, and although he took action, he still somewhat saved face.

But Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen were like newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers. They did not care about face or money and attacked without leaving any room for maneuver.

Seeing the crowd retreating and no one daring to go up, Hong Guan shouted "Enough!"

After all, the two men's boxing skills were not as good as Ma San's, and they were hit by many punches and kicks, but their attributes were high, so these punches and kicks did not hit the vital parts, and they just didn't hurt.

"We've seen the show, we've done the hand job, can we leave now?"

A man in his early fifties came up and asked, "Excuse me, may I ask your name?"

These words made Hong Guan laugh. Wouldn't it be less embarrassing to lose to someone with a famous name?

"My name is Hong Guan, these two are Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen, they are my brothers!" The two men calmed down, patted their suits, raised their heads at a 45-degree angle, and looked very proud.

Another person came out and said, "But Hong Guan, who defines the rules of Tianjin martial arts, and Chen Shuangxi, who beats people so badly that no one dares to step on the ring?"

Seeing Hong Guan nod, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Losing to them would save face and not be shameful.

"So it's you two who have arrived. We were blind and didn't recognize you. Please go ahead, the three of you!"

Shuang Xi happily followed Hong Guan downstairs with a smile on his face, but Geng Liangchen looked unhappy. "Brother Guan already called out my name, and I beat you guys badly, but you acted as if you didn't see anything. Do I deserve to have a name?"

The three of them walked on the street, and Hong Guan patted Geng Liangchen on the shoulder and said, "Fame and fortune are useless to us. If we have the time, we should kill more devils."

"Yes, I know Brother Guan!"

After the three men left, people from the Guangdong and Guangxi martial arts circles carried the injured away in silence. Damn it! It was bad enough that they were beaten by Ma San, but they also encountered someone who was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and they were taught a lesson. It was really a humiliation!

"We cannot lose the reputation of the Guangdong and Guangxi martial arts community. We must restore our reputation."

"No matter how hard you try, even if you sacrifice your life, it won't be enough!"

"That's right. We're not afraid of death. The problem is that we can't win even if we risk our lives!"

"Let Ye Wen take action!"

"We, Hong, Liu, Cai, Li, and Mo from Guangdong, would be embarrassed if Wing Chun, a small martial arts school, took action against us."

"I don't think so. Wing Chun is a small martial arts style. If we lose, we can't represent the martial arts community in Guangdong and Guangxi. But if we win by chance, a small martial arts style defeats Mr. Gong, then we will have face!"

"But Ye Wen is from a wealthy family, and after getting married, he doesn't do much. Can you agree?"

Chen Huashun's Wing Chun was no longer in his lineage. Seeing everyone's attention on them, he felt unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

"As long as he practices martial arts, he is a member of the Guangdong and Guangxi martial arts community. Let's all go together and force him to take action. Otherwise, he will be a sinner in our Guangdong and Guangxi martial arts community!"

Although no one said much, they all took a deep breath in their hearts. They were from the same sect, and some were even Ip Man's senior brothers, yet they used such a cruel method.

But everyone thinks this method is good and feasible!

"Okay, then we'll go together tomorrow and force Ye Wen to take action!"

After discussing the countermeasures, everyone left, but they didn't notice that the people in Jinlou looked at them with disdain. These people looked glamorous, but they were dirtier than them!

On the other side, the three returned to the hotel. Hong Guan took out meat and tonic wine for the two, returned to his room, came to the Land of the Dead, fed the seven zombies, and when they arrived at Pineapple Province, they would be the main fighting force.