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The old man said as he slowly made a starting move towards Zeng Jian.

"Is this, Hong Quan?" Zhao Tian, ​​who saw Master Hong's starting moves clearly, was stunned and blurted out.

Hongquan is divided into southern Hongquan and northern Hongquan. Southern Hongquan is also known as Hongjiaquan, which belongs to the first of the five fissures of the thirteen families of Lingnan. The origins of this boxing school are: one is from Shaolin Temple, which was introduced from Henan and Fujian to Guangdong in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties; the other is a martial art created by Fujian tea merchant Hong Xiguan. These two statements are roughly closely related to Shaolin Temple. Another statement is that the martial arts in the anti-Qing and restoration organization are not created by one person or one martial arts. There are two martial arts styles in this school, one is the long bridge and big opening and opening martial arts with long hands and long attacks; the other is the short bridge and narrow horse, short hands and close attacks, and close attacks.

Considering that this is Foshan, what Master Hong in front of him should be the Shaolin Hongquan that was lost in the real world for various reasons.

Zhao Tian couldn't help but recall that when the old squad leader explained to him the words of various schools of boxing, "Shaolin Hongquan is a traditional Han martial art, belonging to Shaolin martial arts. Its characteristics are strong, powerful, simple and unpretentious; rigorous rhythm, stretching and generous; in one line from beginning to end, highlighting the entire characteristics of Shaolin Fist. During the drill, "eyes are like lightning, eyes are walking casually, and attention is oblique"; when the punching is out, the arms are bent but not curved, straight but not straight, roll out and roll in, and use them freely; when the body rises, look high when the body rises, and when the body rises, look low when the body falls, and when the body falls, look low when the foot moves, and moves back and forth closely. When the foot rises, the hands rise and falls. Some of them fight Hongquan are low in posture, and the strength is short, mainly change in palm techniques, and use hidden strength more often."

This opponent is not simple, Zeng Jian will definitely not be his opponent. Even if he is himself, he will definitely not be able to hold on to the old man surnamed Hong before entering the main god space! Zhao Tian looked at the old man surnamed Hong with a secret alert, and his hand slowly touched the CSS rifle behind him.

"This old man is interesting. You can rest and leave the rest to me!" Zhou Xiurong walked to Zeng Jian, blocked him behind him, and said coldly.

The old man surnamed Hong glanced at Zhou Xiurong who was blocking Zeng Jian and snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's just a little guy who has learned a little bit of fur. He dares to be so arrogant! I will discipline you well for your master!"

After saying that, he took a step like lightning. His left and right hands were not idle either, and he also shot Zhou Xiurong. Zhao Tian, ​​who was beside him, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the punch from the old man surnamed Hong, saw the punch, "Tiger and crane?"

Zhou Xiurong, who was facing the move of the old man surnamed Hong, felt that he was stared at by a tiger and a crane at the same time. No matter how he dealt with it, he could not avoid the other party's attack.

But he didn't panic at all, just snorted coldly, "In the face of absolute strength, any skill is just a passing flash!"

As his muscles bulged, Zhou Xiurong, who had turned on his "qi", waved his fists straight to meet the old man surnamed Hong without hesitation.

You should know that when Zhou Xiurong was training, he used special instruments to calculate. Generally, the force of an ordinary boxer punching is about 150 pounds. After strengthening, he can barely reach 200 pounds with one punch. If the special force "qi" is activated, then with the increase in Qi, the force of his punching is 1,600 pounds. What is this? You should know that boxing champion Tyson's punching force is at most 800 pounds at his peak. In other words, the impact of the old man surnamed Hong who was head-on with Zhou Xiurong is basically the same as being hit head-on by a high-speed car.

With a "click~" sound, the old man surnamed Hong flew out four or five meters like a tattered doll.

"Ding~ Reincarnation number 2793, kill Hong Xifan and get task points x8" The cold mechanical prompt sound of the main god sounded in Zhou Xiurong's ears.

"Master Hong!"

"Mr. Hong is okay?"

A disciple wearing a training suit groped and tapped his finger to the breath of the old man surnamed Hong, and suddenly shuddered, "Master Hong is dead!!!"

Accompanied by a panic scream, "Kill people!" The whole crowd was in a mess in an instant. Some wanted to come to this place of trouble quickly, some wanted to take advantage of the chaos, and more were disciples who were trying to avenge their masters. You know, although Foshan is a hometown of martial arts, it is rare to kill people in public. And now this foreigner actually beat Master Hong, who is famous locally, to death. Isn't this riding on the neck of Foshan people?

Seeing that more and more people were pouring into the police station, they were weighing various messy weapons such as watermelon knives and iron chains. Zhao Tian decisively chose to shoot and warn.

A "bang~" sound, the harsh gunshots temporarily deterred everyone. People looked at Zhao Tian who was shooting at the same time.

Zhao Tian pointed the black gun at them, and then shouted loudly: "Stop it all. Who is moving? I will give him a gun! Put down all the weapons for me, hurry!"

Fortunately, the guns are still very deterrent. The disciples holding various weapons in their hands looked at each other. After hesitating for a moment, they threw down the weapons in their hands one after another.

"What do you want to do? Do you really think there is no law in the world in broad daylight? Does the National Government no longer exist?" Zhao Tian blushed and cursed at the disciple who put down his weapons with righteous words.

"No, you obviously attacked the police station and kidnapped the director Li Zhao. We saw it with our own eyes! Young and old men, don't let this guy cheat, otherwise if such a big thing happens, Li Zhao will not come out to give everyone an explanation?" Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

"That's right, then you let Li Zhao come out and talk to us!"

"Don't think about fooling us!"

"Don't think that if you have a gun, we will be afraid of you. None of our old and young men in Foshan are afraid of death!"

As if he had started, the crowd that had calmed down began to boil again.

"Bang~" Zhao Tian was forced to raise the gun in his hand and fired a shot into the sky again. Although he knew very well that if he wanted to completely suppress the people in front of him at this time, killing the chicken to scare the monkey was a good choice, but his years of military career really made him unable to point the gun at the civilians and then pull the trigger. After all, soldiers are the soldiers of the people.

"Zeng Jian, go find Long Jianqiang and ask him to bring Li Zhao. He knows what to do!" Zhao Tian shouted at Zeng Jian.

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