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

The next day, Hong Guan left Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen in the hotel and went out for a walk alone. When he arrived near the train station, he saw Ma San.

At this time, he had a gloomy face, carrying a suitcase, and was walking towards the train station. It should be Gong Yutian who asked him to return to Fengtian.

"Ma San, did your master let you go?"

"Yes, the old man thought I was too aggressive and asked me to go back and recuperate for ten years."

"Do you think so?"

Ma San hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I'll listen to you, old man!"

"Haha, you are thirty this year, right?"

"Yes!"

“You are in your prime, but you should also know that once you are over 30, your energy and blood start to decline, and this is irreversible.

"Mr. Gong named you Ma San because there is an old saying in the martial arts world: when you speak, you must mention the number three, and when you hold your hands, you must form a circle. It means that there are always people who are better than you, so you should always give in, right?"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Gong should have asked you why the knife has a sheath. How did you answer?"

Ma San was shocked and didn't understand how Hong Guan knew their conversation, but he still answered honestly, "Because the true meaning of a knife is not to kill, but to hide."

Hong Guan looked at Ma San with interest. "Do you really think so? Mr. Gong asked you to take care of it for another ten years. By then, you will be forty. Even if you try your best to maintain it, your vitality will be much weaker. What's the point of becoming famous?"

Ma San lowered his head, and although he did not answer, the joints of his hands holding the suitcase were visible and veins were bulging due to the force.

Seeing this scene, Hong Guan laughed and said, "Have you ever thought about changing your way of life?"

Ma San raised his head. "What do you mean?"

"You should have someone you can trust in Fengtian, right?"

"Have!"

"Well, go back to Fengtian and have someone arrange a show, burn your house to the ground, and find a bandit stronghold to destroy your body. Find a few people with bodies similar to yours and your family and burn them. From now on, you, Ma San, will be dead.

Afterwards, you took your family to the Marshal's Mansion in Chengdu, Sichuan, and found a man named Zhang Muzhi, and told him that I asked you to go there. You trained with a man named Jinshan in the army there.

When I return to Chengdu next year, I will take you out to try your luck. You can change your name and still become famous. How do you think? "

Ma San's expression was filled with doubt and confusion. "You want me to betray my master?"

Hong Guan sneered, "Fuck, what era is this? People go up and water flows down. You have to become famous as early as possible. The rules of the older generation are to give face at every turn. We are all in the underworld, not here to sell face!

If he doesn't give you a chance, I will. If he doesn't let you become famous, I will. The money that you can't make by following him, I can make for you. As long as you work with me, there will be more exciting things.

When you are old, you will tell your sons and grandchildren that your life was not in vain, and if you can really get a job as a ghost messenger in the underworld, tell me, do you want to do it?"

Ma San blushed at Hong Guan's flattery. "Okay, as long as you keep your promise, my life will be yours!"

Hong Guan patted Ma San on the shoulder and said, "We are brothers from now on. Why would I want your life? You can keep your life for yourself and enjoy fame, power and wealth. Isn't that good?"

Ma San nodded vigorously, like a brainwashed college student, "Smells good!"

Hong Guan laughed and took out a black backpack from behind him. Ma San was stunned and didn't understand where such a big bag came from.

"Here is my old gun, ten magazines, and a thousand rounds of bullets. The days of relying on fists and cold weapons to get into trouble are over. No matter how good your kung fu is, you can still be knocked down with one shot.

Find an opportunity to practice your shooting skills. Don't let me down. When the house is burning, fire a few shots. Otherwise, with your skills, even a fool wouldn't believe you if you were burned to death!"

Ma San took the backpack and nodded vigorously, "Brother Guan, I'll go first!"

"Okay, wait for me in Chengdu, I will help you achieve success!"

When Ma San got on the train, Hong Guan smiled and said, "Gong Yutian, Gong Yutian, you only know how to show off all day long. I will use the people you don't know how to use."

It’s really good that we have tricked a thug. I hope Ma San doesn’t change his mind, otherwise someone will really die.

Ma San got on the train. No one checked the luggage these days, and weapons and ammunition were also brought on board. When he got to the soft sleeper compartment, his excitement subsided and he felt a little confused as to why he had agreed to it so easily.

He was a little shaken at first, but when he touched the hard object in the black bag and opened it, he saw a silver pistol, a black magazine, and yellow bullets. His eyes became firm again.

Fuck raising it for ten years, I'm going to unsheathe it like a sword. A sword is a weapon, it's used to kill people. If it doesn't kill people and get bloodstained, there's no point in keeping it.

When a person dies, his dick points up to the sky. He will live forever. Hong Guan is right. Times have changed. The old things are out of date.

Three days passed in a flash. Hong Guan brought Shuangxi and Geng Liangchen to the Jinlou again and went straight to the third floor. When people from the martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi saw Hong Guan, they automatically made way.

I sat down in the same corner as last time, listened carefully, and soon I heard voices downstairs.

After that, there were demonstrations of Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, Hung Gar and other styles of boxing. Ip Man went to the third floor and sat down, opposite Gong Yutian who was sitting on the main seat.

People from the martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi stood by Ip Man and supported him from behind, and their momentum seemed quite strong.

There were only a few old people around Gong Yutian, but Gong Yutian was still drinking tea calmly! Gong Er also came, but did not show up. He stood behind a window and observed quietly!

After drinking a cup of tea, Gong Yutian stood up and pretended to be cool. His steps were neither hurried nor slow, and his tone was sonorous and powerful. He was indeed a master in the world of pretentiousness, so cool!

Finally, he picked up a piece of cake for offering and asked Ye Wen, "Mr. Ye, can you break my cake?" When these words came out, Hong Guan remembered the lines in You Ji, "Do you want to see what's under my clothes?"

The atmosphere on the scene was indeed good, more interesting than in the movie, but the words were so awkward, it was embarrassing. Don't martial arts masters know how to speak seriously?

After hesitating for a few moves, Ip Man even closed his eyes. Even if he knew that you had a move called "Tingqiao" in Wing Chun, there was no need to be so pretentious!

The two of them laughed and sighed. Hong Guan really wanted Madara to travel through time and ask them, "Do you want to dance too?"

In the end, the pie was broken and Ip Man won. He won because of his vision. Gong Yutian regarded the pie as the martial arts world, while Ip Man compared the pie to the world, which was a more advanced level.

Gong Yutian really thought he had met a capable person, and he gave a passionate speech and gave fame to Ip Man. In fact, he didn't know that Ip Man played by Liang Shangqi was just a big talker, and he didn't do any real work!

Just when both parties were happy and Gong Yutian was about to leave, Hong Guan clapped his hands and walked to the center, "Ye Wen, how about I call you Mr. Ye!"

"can!"

"What you said just now is right. What are you going to do in the future? I heard that your Ye family is known as Peideli Ye, and is the richest man in Foshan. What are you going to do for the country and for the people?"

Ye Wen looked at Hong Guan and didn't say anything for a long time. Hong Guan knew that he had no intention of doing anything and was just talking nonsense just now.

"I haven't thought about this yet."

"Have you not thought about it yet, or haven't thought about it? Or don't plan to do it?"

Ip Man groaned in silence. People in the martial arts circles of Guangdong and Guangxi were also speechless. You boasted so much just now, but in the end you didn't want to do anything. This is too deceptive.

Moreover, Hong Guan was like Cheng Yaojin, who started to pursue and attack relentlessly from the very beginning. He was really disrespectful to the opponent!

Looking at this scene, Hong Guan laughed and said, "Ip Man, Master Gong said he would give you fame, and you didn't refuse it, which means you accepted it, so you have to do something.

Otherwise, I won’t fight with words, I will fight with force to get back what you took over. You can imagine the result yourself!"

The Grandmaster version of Ip Man is very cruel. He finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Who are you? Why do you say such things? Since you think I'm not worthy, you can take it away now!"

It was too late for the people from the martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi to stop him. They covered their faces with their hands, looking despair. Who gave Ip Man the courage to act so pretentiously when he didn't even know who Hong Guan was?

Hong Guan laughed again, "This is what a man should be like. I won't bully you. I will just use one move. After the fight, no matter what the result is, this matter will be over!"

Veins popped out on Ye Wen’s forehead. “Come on!”

Hong Guan’s attributes were fully activated. He took three steps in succession, leaving an afterimage, and arrived in front of Ip Man. Although he saw Hong Guan’s movements, his body was unable to react!

When Hong Guan slapped him, Ye Wen could only barely raise his hand to block it. With two cracking sounds, Ye Wen's left forearm and right wrist were broken.

The slaps continued to hit Ye Wen's face, knocking him away, with several teeth flying out of his mouth!

With a thud, Ye Wen fell to the ground. Hong Guan stood up and said, "If you don't plan to do anything, don't accept things you shouldn't accept after you win. Today I'm teaching you a lesson. Be an ordinary person in the future!"

Although Hong Guan stopped in the end, because even if he had used only 10% of his strength, Ye Wen's head would have exploded, but Ye Wen's forearm and wrist were definitely comminuted fractures. Even if they healed, it would be difficult for him to lift heavy objects!

Most of Wing Chun's Kung Fu is in the hands, which means that Ip Man is useless!

When people from the martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi saw this scene, they were not sad, or felt grief over the death of the rabbit. Instead, they felt it was a good thing. The martial arts circles in Guangdong and Guangxi had already won. As for Ip Man's life or death, who cared!

Ip Man's wife Zhang Yongcheng ran out to check on Ip Man's condition. Seeing that Ip Man was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, she turned around and looked at Hong Guan fiercely.

Hong Guan grinned and said, "You want revenge? I'll give you a chance!" Then he took out a Browning and threw it in front of Zhang Yongcheng, "Come on, shoot me!"

Zhang Yongcheng was stunned for a moment, but still picked up the gun, then turned on the safety and pointed it at Hong Guan. His body was shaking a little, and it was obvious that he had touched a gun before, but had never shot anyone.

Hong Guan laughed and said, "Come on, shoot me. Kill me with one shot and you will avenge Ip Man!"

Zhang Yongcheng's body was shaking, but he still closed his eyes and pulled the trigger. As the gun went off, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Hong Guan to seek death by loading bullets into the gun!

Just when they thought Hong Guan was doomed, a two-handed sword suddenly appeared in Hong Guan's hand, splitting the bullet into two halves, while he himself was unharmed.

Everyone was stunned. Is this something a human can do? In fact, Hong Guan used a trick and used electromagnetic field control to slow down the speed of the bullet. Otherwise, with the attributes of his equipment, he would not be able to chop the bullet with his sword.

"I slapped Ip Man, and you shot me. Let's call it even. We owe each other nothing. Live a good life with Ip Man from now on! Don't just watch the fun. Ip Man is here to help you. Hurry up and carry the man away and find a good doctor!"

Gong Yutian was also convinced. This move was truly amazing. It made him want to go back as soon as possible to look for those old portraits, just in case he could visualize them. Practicing martial arts is not as good as cultivating immortals!