Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Zhang Nian frowned upon hearing this.

That being said, there is something interesting inside Xu Hui's house.

It is estimated that his father may also be a big boss.

Generally, in this case, his father either has power in his hands, or is a rich man.

Other than that, Zhang Nian really couldn't figure out why.

A trace of complacency suddenly appeared on Tang Yun's face, and she smiled at Zhang Nian.

"Hey, are you thinking that the Xu family is either rich or has status?"

Zhang Nian nodded without denying it.

Tang Yun shook her head and said.

"It's really strange to say that this Xu family has only made a fortune in the past two years, and it was completely unknown before. No one knows how they survived the foreign offensive back then."

"Gone?"

Seeing that Tang Yun stopped talking after she finished speaking, Zhang Nian asked.

Tang Yun seemed to be thinking about something. When Zhang Nian asked her, she came back to her senses and said.

"No, that's all I know. I heard that in the past few years, the Xu family doesn't seem to be showing off outside with Baguazhang. It seems that they have started to do business."

It's business again.

Zhang Nian was upset when he heard these two words.

Obviously they are all people of the national art line, why did they all give up their original intentions for money.

Seeing that Zhang Nian's expression was not right, Tang Yun stopped talking and looked at Zhang Nian.

"What's the matter, why are you asking this all of a sudden, a family that has disappeared for several years, are they going to reappear?"

Zhang Nian shook his head, there is no possibility of returning to the arena, besides, the current arena is not what it used to be.

Even if Xu Hui planned to revive their family, it might not be of any use.

Now the national art is going downhill, obviously a kind of boxing will not be allowed to be refurbished again.

"Forget it, don't think about it, go out with me to buy something and let them have dinner at home tonight."

"Are there any guests at home?"

Hearing what Zhang Nian said, Tang Yun's eyes lit up again.

During this period of time, Tang Yun basically didn't go out much, because she knew that the members of the Zhang family were always looking for trouble recently.

If they don't go out, they will try their best to find her. She knows that her level is not good enough. If she goes out, she will definitely end up being arrested.

There is basically no one in the martial arts hall except the students, so she hasn't stepped out of the door for a long time.

It's nice to hear someone coming.

Zhang Nian nodded, rode a bicycle, and led her towards the vegetable market.

The vegetable market is crowded with people at this time. Although it is not the time for dinner, this place looks like this every day.

If a place lasts for a long time, it means that the population of this place is absolutely indispensable.

The urban area of ​​Qingyun City is indeed like this, although this place is not an extremely developed place.

But I don't know why there are so many people running here happily.

Zhang Nian looked at the crowds of people in the vegetable market, and immediately didn't want to go inside.

Tang Yun tugged at him and said.

"What's the matter, let's go."

Zhang Nian let out a sigh and said.

"There are too many people here, buying a vegetable is like fighting a war."

But even though he complained so much, he still walked inside.

While the two were choosing dishes, suddenly, there was only a scream, followed by a mess of sounds.

Tang Yun froze for a moment, quickly grabbed Zhang Nian, and said.

"Forget it, let's leave."

"Leave? Are you kidding me?"

Zhang Nian frowned, he had already pushed through the crowd and walked in.

At this time, in the middle of the crowd, a disheveled aunt was lying on the ground, and several people next to her were punching and kicking her.

The vegetable stall next to it was overturned to the ground, and all the vegetables on it were trampled to pieces.

Those few people were clamoring about what was more expensive and less while they were typing.

The people around were watching, but no one came forward to say a word.

Zhang Nian snorted coldly and took two steps forward.

At this time, one of them was about to kick towards the aunt's head.

Suddenly a foot protruded from the side.

There was a muffled thud.

There was a pause around for half a second.

In an instant, there was a scream, resounding through the sky.

The man lay on the ground with his legs hugged and kept rolling.

A few people next to him froze for a moment, and looked over one after another.

"Who are you? Mind your own business!"

Zhang Nian snorted coldly and said.

"Who are you? Beating people here in public, do you still have the king's law in your eyes?"

"Hehe, king's law, what king's law? Do you know who we are talking about king's law with us?"

The man looked at Zhang Nian with a sneer.

Zhang Nian spread his hands and said.

"I don't know, you tell me."

"Have you heard of Tiandu Baguazhang?"

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"Even if this is the case, you can't beat people casually. Besides, this is not Tiandu City, this is Qingyun City."

The man froze for a moment, looked at the people behind, and sneered.

"Brothers, it seems that this person seems a little stunned, what should I do?"

Those people also smiled and booed one after another.

Zhang Nian turned around and looked behind him, only to see all the old and young men in Qingyun City standing behind, retreating.

Even if they knew that the opponent was not local, no one dared to make a move.

Standing in front, Zhang Nian sighed helplessly. It's not surprising why the martial arts in this place are so decadent.

Just as he was thinking, he saw that several people over there had already started walking towards him.

"I advise you to better not do it."

Zhang Nian watched them approaching, looked at them coldly and said.

Who knew that those few people just didn't intend to stop at all.

A few people rushed over with a whoop.

Zhang Nian had no choice but to kick the leader out with a kick.

Then, with three punches and two kicks, he knocked the people next to him to the ground.

But a few seconds later, the few people who were arrogant just now had all fallen to the ground.

The people next to him clapped their hands and applauded.

But Zhang Nian felt uncomfortable at this moment.

As long as one of these people comes up to help, even if there is no help, Zhang Nian will not feel so uncomfortable.

The man who had just been kicked in the leg by Zhang Nian got up staggeringly, looked at Zhang Nian, and said while stepping back.

"You, you, who the hell are you?"

"Biji Martial Arts, Zhang Nian."

"Okay, kid, you're dead."

The man said, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a figure stepped out from the side.

Before everyone could react, the man raised his foot and kicked the person who was about to leave to the ground.

The kicked person was about to resist, but when he raised his head, he froze in place.

Zhang Nian looked over and found that this person was the old man whom Xu Hui called Uncle Zhu.

The old man glanced at the man on the ground with half-opened eyes, and said.

"a shame!"