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Chapter 71 The Return
February [-]th, May [-]st, New Year's Eve, noon.

The inside and outside of the fortress were decorated with lanterns, and the air was filled with the scent of various delicacies. The children were walking through the streets and alleys in groups, jumping and making trouble, and from time to time they followed the scent to a shop where the boss laughed and scolded. Sneaky and grab something to eat.

Originally at this time, the city wall should be a sinful gentle town, gangster villains, sold and smoked filthy.Now that Wang Yan is in charge of the Walled City, naturally there can be no such rotten things.

Of course, it is not forbidden to sell it, because the people in the Walled City are the richest group on Hong Kong Island except foreign devils.If people are willing to do a fair deal, Wang Yan can't be so lenient.

As for the unity within the city wall, Wang Yan couldn't guarantee it for too long, but it would be absolutely fine within three generations.As for the third generation, he should almost be gone.

Today, in order to celebrate the great development of the walled city, let alone the issue of north-south customs, tens of thousands of people in the walled city simply came to a running water feast.For the other later ones, Wang Yan did not engage in confrontation and promote the integration of the two sides. When they came, they were from the city, and the excitement was over.

"In four or five years, we came here across the sea, the first time we..." Zhou Guangyao's voice came from the loudspeaker, and people everywhere quietly listened to the development and changes in the past five years.

Then Wang Yan said two more words, and after a little encouragement, the water table officially started.

Wang Yan brought Gong Er, Gong Baosen, Ma San, Ye Wen, Zhang Yongcheng, Zhou Qingquan and others to sit together.As for the children, I couldn't sit still, and I didn't know where the wild went. Anyway, they were not hungry, and no one dared to come to the city to kidnap the children.Don't look at the lively and lively inside, in order to deal with emergencies, there are not many people patrolling outside.

After taking a sip of the wine, Kung Pao Sen said with a smile: "Now the days are better..."

Masan on the side poured wine for Kung Pao Sen: "Master is right, I was in Aomen for a few years, but I didn't dare to think about it." After speaking, he brought a glass of wine: "Wang Yan, I respect you. One cup, your kid is really capable."

After Masan finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine.

Wang Yan took a cup with a smile and said, "Senior Brother Ma is still polite. This is the result of everyone's efforts together. How much can I accomplish by myself."

Turning his head to Zhou Qingquan, he said, "Brother Quan, is it alright for the past few months? You seem to have gained a little weight."

Zhou Qingquan smiled embarrassedly: "Fortunately, it's just that I'm not used to being idle all of a sudden."

Ye Wen smiled and said, "Your face is all round, Brother Quan, you have nothing to do with me to practice martial arts."

Everyone laughed at Zhou Qingquan, he was indeed a lot fatter.

Zhou Qingquan suddenly became idle, and was at a loss for what to do for a while, and he didn't quite adapt.I also feel that I am old, and I mean to indulge a little, and I take my children to eat and drink all day long.

"Look at Gong Shi, I've retired from the rivers and lakes for so many years, and my life is more comfortable than anyone else." He gave Gong Er a chopstick, and Wang Yan said: "It's not that you are not allowed to do things when you retire, you can do whatever you want. To enjoy life, you can’t eat and drink all day long, your health is important.”

Zhou Qingquan nodded and gave a toast to Gong Baosen. He really admired this old man.

The excitement is sometimes exhausted, and the water table has been eaten until more than [-] o'clock in the evening, and it is not over.After cleaning up the messy scene, people chatted and laughed and went home to celebrate the new year.

In Wang Yan's house, three little dirty people stood in a row against the wall, Gong Er angrily scolded them there.

Gong Ji lowered his head and didn't speak. The dirty clothes were also brought by Wang Zhilan, so he couldn't say anything.The youngest Wang Xing looked at Gong Er silly with a hilarious smile.

Wang Zhilan secretly winked at Wang Yan who was reading a book, hoping her father could rescue them.

Wang Yan gave a self-seeking look, and quietly walked into the study under Wang Zhilan's desperate gaze.He didn't want to stay longer, Gong Er was getting more and more talkative now, and it was easy to get burned.

After a long time, Gong Er walked in angrily: "You and my father are used to it, let's see what these three have become? Forget about Zhilan, Aji was so sensible when he was a child, and he can't learn it now. already."

"Okay, okay, calm down." Wang Yan got up and helped Gong Er to sit down, pinched her shoulders and said, "Boy, it's better to get out of your way, you'll be like a stuffy gourd every day. "

"I know, but in the future he will be..."

"Are you taking over, I know, Aji is only ten years old, and it's still early. Besides, you know his current skills, he's not weak, don't push the child too hard." Interrupting Gong Er's words, pay attention When he eavesdropped on the movement outside the door, Wang Yan said in a loud voice, "It's really not good, you just pack up Zhilan, she brought Aji. Who says women are inferior to men, let her learn from you, a mother. "

As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of "woo woo" being covered by the mouth outside, and the sound of footsteps going away.

When Gong Er heard the movement, he shook his head and smiled: "Zhilan has to work hard with you. But what you said really makes sense, you have to take good care of her, she is so big, what does she look like crazy all day long. "

Looking at the time, Wang Yan said, "Yes, it really doesn't look like it. Let's not talk about them. On the first day of the first day of the new year, you have to sing a big show in the theater, so you should rest early."

Gong Er nodded, went out to see the three children, and came back......

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, at the age of 34 in the second year of the palace...

Wang Yan's life is still so peaceful, except for major events, he doesn't need to talk about other things.In my spare time, I would make trouble with my children, drink tea and chat with Kung Pao Sen, Ip Man and others, practice martial arts, calligraphy, and study medicine.

After years of stable development, there are more and more people in the walled city, and it is inevitable that it will be crowded.Zhou Guangyao started the large-scale development according to Wang Yan's instructions, building buildings in circles along the city wall, and all kinds of supporting facilities are complete.Gradually, the people in the city moved out, and they preferred to live in clean and bright big houses.

As the number of people in the Walled City became less and less, the Walled City also began to be rebuilt to serve as the power center of the Walled City.After leaving each other decently, reinforcing and retaining the outer walls, the interior decoration is simple, elegant, atmospheric and grand, completely out of touch with the mottled walls outside.

Because all the people in the city moved out, for the convenience of management, the people who first came here set up a 'city walled management committee', and this committee is inside the city walled.There is also the office of the Chinese Samurai Association, as well as a number of high-rise buildings in the city wall, all of which are in the city wall.

For his mission "Zhenwu", on the one hand, he promoted it on Hong Kong Island, and on the other hand, he sent people to register and set up related companies in other countries, called "Fighting", to promote this set of rules and slowly cultivate them. Boxer, the ring outside the city is the highest.After years of development, the arena in the city is getting bigger and bigger, and many top boxers from Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States come to fight.

Compared with fighting each other, there are casualties. Generally speaking, the winning rate of foreign boxers is lower.As for the most capable players, it is always the players of the Chinese Samurai Association.This is a must. It is really unreasonable to let someone kill you in the arena in front of your house.

In five or four years, on this day, the Wing Chun martial arts hall in Wu Street.Wang Yan was drinking tea with Ye Wen and Zhou Qingquan, who was holding his little granddaughter.

Ye asked: "Ayan, I recently accepted a new disciple, and my understanding is quite high. How do you see it?"

"Then take a look, there is nothing left or right." Wang Yan said indifferently.

Nodding, Ye Wen greeted the disciple beside him and said, "Go and call Zhen Fan."

When Wang Yan heard the name, why did it sound familiar, he frowned and thought hard.

It wasn't until a young man walked in front of him respectfully that Wang Yan watched his immature face slowly merge with the shadow in his memory, and then he remembered that Bruce Lee's original name was Li Zhenfan.

There are nearly [-] martial arts gyms in Wujie, so he can worship Ye Wen, which is also his life.

"Come on, Zhenfan, I've seen you...you should be Mr. Wang." Ye Wen thought about it and said to Li Zhenfan.

Li Zhenfan saluted respectfully and said, "I have seen Mr. Wang." He had been here for a while, and of course he knew about Wang Yan. He had also heard a lot of messy gossip, and knew that he was a ruthless man.

"Well, get up. Your master said that you are a good material. How old are you this year?" Wang Yan called Li Zhenfan and said.

Li Zhenfan got up and thanked: "Mr. Xie, this year's fourteenth."

"It just so happens that my son is also fourteen, so let's practice." Wang Yan said to his subordinates, "Go and find A Ji."

Let Li Zhenfan move, and Wang Yan continued to talk with Ye Wen and Zhou Qingquan.

Not long after, Gong Ji ran in with two followers and a group of half-old children.

"Hello Uncle Yan, hello to Uncle Quan, hello to Uncle Quan." "Dad, Uncle Wen, Uncle Quan." Wang Zhilan directly pounced on Wang Yan, and Wang Xing, who hadn't snatched it, dragged her back.

A group of children came in and called someone politely, then stood there obediently.

Ye Wen and Zhou Qingquan nodded, Wang Yan said: "Okay, you two be honest." Pulling aside the two children, he pointed at Li Zhenfan and said to the other children, "Let's all spread out, let Aji and him practice."

Soon, the children scattered, leaving the middle of the field.

The martial arts in the city wall are quite strong. After all, all the family members who come here are martial arts practitioners. As long as they reach the age, their elders will teach martial arts.Even in Wujie, there is no charge or defense for the children in the city. They can learn whatever they like and practice whatever they like.

This is also Wang Yan's compensation for the people who followed him all the way, far from their hometown.He is quite interesting to these people, and there are many more benefits.

After Gong Ji and Li Zhenfan greeted each other, they opened up.The little girl in Zhou Qingquan's arms stared at her with wide eyes, ahhhh, she reached out to grab the two of them.

The two faced each other, waiting for the opportunity to find flaws.Suddenly, Gong Ji stepped forward and punched him with a punch.Li Zhenfan asked to take advantage of the situation to separate his hands, and his right hand formed a palm, facing the door directly.Gong Ji took advantage of the trend to wrap his cat around Li Zhenfan's waist, and hit Li Zhenfan's waist with a palm.Li Zhenfan unhurriedly twisted his body and brushed his hands, took the attacking palm, kicked his calf and kicked the face bone diagonally.Gong Ji waved away the attacking arm and punched at the same time. At this time, Li Zhenfan's fist also attacked.The two hit each other's chests, and they both took two steps back. . . .

After watching the two fight for a while, Wang Yan also saw that Gong Ji was stronger in terms of overall strength. After all, he had been practicing since he was a child, and all kinds of precious medicines were used to make his muscles and bones. Li Zhenfan was just at this point. anti.As far as moves are concerned, the two are not too different, half a catty.

"Okay, stop." Wang Yan interrupted aloud, and said to the two who were gasping for breath, "They are both good boys. If you have nothing to do in the future, let's go."

A group of children politely bid farewell to the three elders. Gong Ji pulled Wang Zhilan, Wang Zhilan dragged Wang Xing, and Li Zhenfan with him, and everyone walked out laughing.

Seeing the children leave, Ye Wen took a sip of tea and said, "How is it, isn't it good?"

Zhou Qingquan picked up a cake on the table and stuffed it into his little granddaughter's hand: "I can see it half-heartedly. It's definitely not bad to be able to compete with Gong Ji." At the same time, he didn't know what was going on with Gong Ji, not to mention that several of his children and grandchildren of the right age were also vigorously trained.

"It is indeed possible. In the future, focus on training and training. You should report him." Wang Yan affirmed.He knew what Ye Wen meant, that is, to use all those secret recipes for Li Zhenfan, and improve it while he was young.

Ye Wen himself also has, but in the end it is not as good as after more than 20 years of research.After all, those people who combine Chinese and Western medicine are not mediocre. Although it is difficult to reduce the dosage, they have already achieved such things as combining so many prescriptions and improving the effect. Of course, it is also more expensive.

This is also a system that the Chinese Samurai Association will continue to inherit and aspire to in order to replenish fresh blood.All schools and martial arts halls, as long as there are suitable and good seedlings, after screening, they will be vigorously cultivated.This kind of training is not limited to combat fighting, but more importantly, the cultivation of ideology and morality.It has been practiced for several years now, and nothing can be seen in the short term, and it will take a generation to verify it.

Having said this, the three continued to drink tea and talk in a mess.

In [-], when the Vietnam War broke out, China and the Soviet Union chose several and won.Wang Yan's various materials were shipped as usual, and at the same time he sent people to several other Southeast Asian countries that were unstable due to external factors.When he retreated in the early years, he transported a lot of people there. After years of development, he also gained a certain amount of power in the local area. This time, it was a big expansion, whether it was black or white.

Having made several technologies in the world, Wang Yan certainly couldn't give up since this was the earliest time.As early as [-], when they were stable, they let Zhou Qingquan start the operation.And after Zhou Guangyao took over, he kept secretly tying people, poaching people, and investing. He didn't believe that he couldn't handle them.

On New Year's Eve in [-], Gong Baosen held Wang Yan and Gong Er's hands tightly: "My life is worth it, don't be sad, it's about time, this road is left to you, I have to go on. Ah." The words fell, and suddenly passed away.

A generation of master Gong Baosen died of illness in the Walled City at the age of 88.In fact, Gong Baosen has already lived for more than ten years, and with various health regimens, if he was not so fierce when he was young, he would live to be a hundred years old.Of course, without those, there would be no Kung Pao-sen today.

Gong Er was distraught, kneeling in front of the bed and constantly muttering, "It's fine in the morning."

Wang Yan took the three children and comforted them silently. They have seen so many life and death in these years. Besides, Gong Baosen 88 has lived a long life. Gong Er can figure it out.

Ma San led the child and grandson with red eyes, and knelt in front of the bed all night.

Old Jiang touched the monkey's head in frustration, not knowing what he was talking about.

After three days of rest, Wang Yan contacted his friends in China and brought Gong Er, the children, Masan and others back to China.Because Gong Baosen said when he left that he would be buried next to Gong Er's mother.

Wang Yan accompanied Gong Er intimately for a long time before he almost got used to it.It's just that she hasn't sung again since then.

In [-], under the suggestion of Li Zhenfan, who won the Cha Cha dance champion, combined with the help of several music masters, the third set of martial arts with music was created.Hong Kong Island Chinese primary and secondary schools, must practice.After so many years, the position of education was finally caught by Wang Yan.

And he also participated in the filming of movies in his early years, and he was very interested in this thing. He already had a certain status in the Chinese Samurai Association, but he still embarked on the road of filming as fate.It's just that this one goes a lot better.
Direct city investment, support foreign devils who have been cleaned up, acquire film and television companies in European and American countries, and deploy theater chains.All kinds of scripts are based on the experience of the seniors in the city, or listen to their rumors.In those turbulent times, sorting out one is a rare good story.

In the same year, Gong Ji married Ye Wen's daughter.Wang Zhilan married Masan's youngest son.Wang Xing and Zhou Qingquan's second daughter are engaged.

Gradually, Wang Yan, Ye Wen and other older generations retired and began to take care of their lives, and the next generation took over the power.

The city and the Hong Kong government have always been at peace on the surface, but the private battle has never stopped.

After years of development, Kowloon has become the essence of Hong Kong Island.It is prosperous, clean and safe here, and no messy people dare to make trouble here.The city's exhibition industry also spans many fields, and it has become a giant enterprise, controlling the economic development of the entire Hong Kong Island.

And the children who came out of the city walls gradually began to infiltrate the Hong Kong government. Although it is impossible to become a high-level, there are enough grassroots, and they can still control the problem.

Li Zhao, who was praised by Wang Yanli, was even more of a Chinese leader in the police force. If foreign devils were not good enough, he had to look at his face.

And 'fighting arena' is also world-renowned and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.Whether you recognize it or not, participation or not, it is supreme in this field.After all, fighting back and forth with fists is really much worse than a confrontation with no time limit, no level limit, and casualties.If other people want to form the same arena by themselves, without the participation of the Chinese, no one will watch, and they will lose him.

In 1970, Zhou Qingquan passed away at the age of 80.

In 90, Ye Wen died of no illness at the age of 11.There are not so many hardships in this life, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing throughout his life. Ye Wen lived [-] years longer, taught more disciples, and discovered more good seedlings.

In the same year, the fourth set of 'strengthening martial arts' became the inter-class exercise for primary and secondary school students in China.Numerous martial arts halls have been established in the north and south of the country.

In [-], when Hong Kong Island returned, the first Commissioner of Police was Li Zhao's son.Wang Yan was invited to watch the ceremony, and in the following meeting, Wang Yan and the leader had a long conversation.And the walled city was inevitably divided, for no other reason, it was too big.

It was also this year that the 81-year-old Gong Er said that she was homesick, and Wang Yan brought Gong Er back to Fengtian to live.

Since Kung Pao Sen passed away, Wang Yan has been by Gong Er's side, taking care of the children and grandson together with her.Gradually, the grandchildren also grew up, and the two of them did not care about the children.Accompanied every day, I walked slowly on the streets of Hong Kong Island, watching the prosperity that was unimaginable before.

Ever since he hit Fengtian, Gong Er's body has been getting worse day by day.Wang Yan felt sad in his heart, but forced a smile to avoid being discovered, coaxing Gong Er as much as he could.Every day, I take Gong Er to and fro in the streets of Fengtian, listening to Gong Er tell the story of her childhood.

In 84, on a snowy winter day, accompanied by plum blossoms in the courtyard, Gong Er passed away at the age of [-].When he was leaving, he pulled Wang Yan, exhausted his last strength and said hoarsely: "I love you." These were the words that Gong Er held back all his life, and he never said it out of his mouth.

That day, Wang Yan burst into tears, unable to say a word.Gong Er is the woman he has accompanied all his life, and the woman he has cared for all his life.Just go, just go.

The children wept and arranged the funeral. On the day of the burial, the same heavy snow filled the sky.

Gong Er was buried next to Gong Baosen and her mother, just like when she was a child, she was playing around while her parents laughed at her.

Since then, Wang Yan has staggered to her grave every day to chat with her.

Wang Yan had no friends for a long time, and the brothers who were under him back then, those comrades who could talk to each other, are long gone.

He is old and has no strength.The wounds I suffered in my early years were always aching, and I always woke up in a dream at night, and then I tossed and turned and couldn’t fall asleep.

At Gong Er's grave, Wang Yan's most frequent words were "When will I die?"

The children are all well and no longer need his guidance.Chinese martial arts has long been the number one in the world, and the arena outside the city wall is covered with the bones and blood of doubters.And the strength of the martial arts of China, it is true that everyone can kung fu.Because of the problem of the system, the crime rate was low in the first place. After a generation of people practicing martial arts, very few people have come out to be beaten.

Movies about Chinese martial arts, as long as the quality is sufficient, are basically small profits, which are the guarantee of the box office.

Wang Yan's skin was already full of age spots, his hair was so thin that he could count it, his eyes were blurred, and his ears were useless. After walking for a while, he always slowed down by 2 minutes.

Finally, in the winter of [-], amid the heavy snow, Wang Yan received a long-lost message from the system, prompting him to return in twelve hours.

Without anyone to help, Wang Yan walked tremblingly to Gong Er's tomb.After driving away the person who took care of him, he started talking to Gong Er, counting down the details of his life, and he talked like this for a long time, a long time...

I don't know when, a dazzling blue light flashed......

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