Honestly, I'm going to be the villain

Chapter 51 Pretending to be cool for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium.

The next day.

In Baozhilin Pharmaceutical Factory, Master Huang and his uncles visited the surrounding machinery.

Huang Feihong really saw that huge iron guy.

Talking on paper is always shallow, but we must know that this matter must be practiced.

In the past year, Master Huang not only learned English with Yan Zhendong, but also learned some other things.

It may be that Lin Yaozu was an addict who was a teacher back then, and even used Yan Zhendong's identity to give lectures to Huang Feihong, regardless of whether such things as lectures fit the identity of a warrior.

In addition to teaching Huang Feihong English, Yan Zhendong also taught a little physics knowledge, which successfully made Master Huang understand that there are no gods in this world, and all unknowns can be explained by science.

Amidst the roar of the steam engine, Feihong couldn't help but secretly said: "The changes in the past few years have been really fast, even our Baozhilin has become a foreign factory."

The more Master Huang learns, the more he understands that the world is changing. If you don't keep up with the pace of the times, you will be left behind by the times.

laugh!
A large sheet of steam was released, blurring the vision and making it difficult for people to see the things in the room.

Suddenly a gentle little mouth kissed Feihong's lips, and Aunt Thirteen took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to kiss him secretly, and then whispered: "Feihong, when will you tell your father about us?" .”

When Huang Feihong saw her swaying in love, he couldn't help but a fire ignited from his dantian, but how could he dare to make a mistake in front of so many people.

Suddenly Liang Kuan pointed to his cheek and shouted: "Master, what's wrong with your face, it's so red. Did you get burned by the steam?"

Feihong said nonchalantly: "I was smoked by the steam just now, it doesn't matter, you all have to be careful, this thing is very hot."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Thirteen leaned close to Master Huang's ear and lowered her voice, "How is it? Is the temperature of my steam engine very high?"

"Uh, it's so soft... Cough, what are you talking about, Aunt Thirteen? There are so many people here." Master Huang turned his head and stared at Aunt Thirteen and said, "And you move so fast, you were asked to beat Ah Kuan with your grappling hand earlier. Why didn't I see you so fast when I was here?"

"Hmph, I'm ignoring you."

Aunt Thirteen shook her head, turned around and walked upstairs, she was a little thirsty, after walking for a while, she was a little thirsty, she went to have a cup of tea first.

Snapped!
Master Huang slapped himself quietly, and muttered in a low voice: "Things that don't live up to expectations have no concentration at all."

kill!

Just as Master Huang was thinking about how to tell his father about himself and Thirteenth Aunt, there was a burst of shouting outside the door, which interrupted his thinking.

"Oh, it's not good, there's another fight outside." Uncle San hurriedly walked downstairs.

Seeing Uncle San in such a hurry, some newcomers from the pharmaceutical factory were a little surprised, and quickly asked, "Uncle San, what's the matter?"

"People from the three guild halls brought their fellows and started fighting on the street. Come up and have a look." Uncle San turned and walked upstairs.

When everyone heard the words, they rushed upstairs and looked at the scene downstairs.

Battle of a hundred people!

The Lion King Conference is approaching, and lion dance troupes from all over the country have entered the capital one after another.The conflict between the various groups gradually escalated, and everyone wanted to defeat others before the game started, and then they would dominate their own family and compete for the title of Lion King.

Now downstairs are people from three martial arts schools fighting in chaos.

"Third Uncle, what are the people down here fighting for?" Master Huang pointed to those people downstairs and asked Third Uncle.

The third uncle opened the fan, shook it and said, "What else can I do, for the Lion King Competition."

Master Huang was a little surprised: "Aren't they afraid of killing people?"

The third uncle said disdainfully: "Hey, this is the third time this month, we are not surprised."

"No, I'm going down to stop them." Seeing the scene downstairs, Master Huang couldn't stand it anymore.

With a hand on the railing, Master Huang landed on the ground smoothly, and then hurriedly ran to the field.

"Here, Master Huang, can he do it?" Someone asked the people around him.

"Don't worry, Feihong is fine." Aunt Thirteen walked out of the crowd and said to everyone.

With Master Huang's martial arts today, it is really no problem to kill seven in and seven out in the crowd. Let alone Master Huang's fists and feet have already reached the realm of perfection, and ordinary people can't beat him at all. As long as you pull out your gun, God blocks and kills God.

The situation on the street is already very chaotic at this time, everyone holds a weapon, as long as they find that the person in front of them is not the same martial arts costume as themselves, copying the guy is cutting them down.

Master Huang could clearly see that someone had a lot of wounds and was bleeding uncontrollably, but he was still beating others just like that.

The situation was urgent, and Master Huang felt that he could not let these people fight any longer, and he had to mediate them, so he untied his clothes.

It was completely helpless for Master Huang to take off his clothes.

Since it is to mediate, it is necessary to prevent these people from continuing to fight, but seeing how chaotic the battle is, there is a high probability that these people will not stop, and even if Master Huang persuades them nicely, they may even be attacked risk.

So, if you want to stop violence, you have to be more violent than them, so Master Huang undressed.

The reason why he took off his clothes was that Master Huang didn't have a weapon in his hands at this time, and he came down in a hurry just now, and he didn't bring any bamboo poles or sticks. If he went into the crowd with his bare hands, he might be cut. After all, he was not serious. Master's iron shirt.

Stopping these people also means that you can't use guns, and it is more important to stop these talents first.

Thus, the cloth stick appeared.

After Nalan Yuanshu was whitewashed, Master Huang often discussed martial arts with Master Ye, and learned martial arts. He taught Ye Wen Wuyingjiao, and Ye Wen taught him cloth stick.

At this time, it was just a matter of using a cloth stick. As long as the force is controlled well and the clothes are not wet, it is possible to mediate the chaos.

Snapped!
With the clothes rolled up, Master Huang took away one person's weapon and stopped the murder.

Um?Where is my weapon?

The man's hand was empty, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, he turned and glared at Master Huang who had just taken his weapon away.

Yeah hey?
stare at me?

"What are you looking at? Stand aside for me."

Seeing that someone dared to stare at him like this, Master Huang was not used to that temper. With a flick of his wrist, the clothes snapped out and hit the person's face.

"And you, put down your weapons."

Master Huang's clothes danced like a dragon, directly hitting a person in the chest, knocking him over, and then strode towards the crowd.

"Stand on both sides, stop for me."

The clothes trembled and wrapped around one person's feet like a boa constrictor. Master Huang pulled the person down hard, took advantage of the situation and stepped on the person's back. The people around him kicked aside.

Rush!
The clothes in Master Huang's hands danced continuously, his feet kicked out continuously, and he rushed into the crowd without stopping.

There are three usages of cloth sticks, one is soft, one is rigid, and the other is both rigid and flexible.

At this time, Huang Feihong used softness, and the cloth stick all the way, if it was soft, it could be used as a whip.

Whoa!
Master Huang swung his clothes to pick up the stones on the ground, and skillfully moved them with his hands, shaking the stones up and smashing them to both sides.

The sound of crackling stones hitting people was endless.

Clothes block weapons, can attack and defend, stones hit people, stop others.

After a while, Master Huang leveled a street. There were people lying down on the ground, and everyone stood up.

"Disturbing the people's safety, why don't you stop?" Master Huang scolded.

Seeing such a fierce man come out to disrupt the situation, the people from the three martial arts schools stopped fighting and quietly retreated to the side.

In fact, this is why Master Huang kept his hand, everyone was only slightly injured, otherwise the cloth stick was thrown with all its strength, and they would either die or be disabled.

Seeing that everyone stopped their hands, Huang Feihong put his clothes on his shoulders, stared at everyone, and said slowly: "You can stop your hands now, and tell me now, who has the final say here. Please ask your master to come out and speak." .”

A group of people didn't say anything, they just stood around and looked at Huang Feihong warily.

"The Tan family, the Zhao family, Cai Lifo, and the White Eyebrow Sect of Da Chengzong are all members of the martial arts world. What's the big deal, do you have to use swords and guns?" Huang Feihong said step by step, walking.

The crowd suddenly dispersed, revealing three big banners, three people standing under the flags, wearing long robes, not wearing those uniform martial arts uniforms, presumably they are the masters of these three martial arts schools.

"Little brother Huang Feihong, may I ask the three masters, can you use other methods to adjust your problems?" Huang Feihong clasped his hands and asked the three people in front of him.

With the banner of the White Eyebrow Sect written on it, a strong man in a black robe showed displeasure: "Cai Lifu opened a branch opposite my martial arts gym, and they didn't have enough disciples for the Lion King Conference, so they went to our gym to poach my apprentices? "

"Hey." A martial artist in a brown robe came out and said disdainfully, "Kung fu should be judged on the fists and feet. The apprentices are apprentices themselves. If they don't want to, will they come?"

As soon as this person spoke, he was furious with the master of the Baimei sect on the spot, and said through gritted teeth: "Your martial arts school surnamed Zhao is not in this street. What are you talking about? It's none of your business?"

As soon as this remark came out, the conflict suddenly intensified, and the three parties began to point and insult each other.

"White eyebrow faction, I call you an immortal."

"Cai Lifo's, you have no shit door for giving birth to a son."

"What did you say, the white-browed sect? Say it again if you have the guts."

"Cai Li Fu gave birth to a son who is not lucky."

"Tai Li Fu, I am Li Liang."

……

"Okay, okay, calm down, everyone. If you really want to compete in martial arts, why don't you do two moves with Huang Feihong? The punch is three points, and the point is reached." Master Huang came up with an idea.

Upon hearing this, Baimei Pai's master stared angrily and said, "Are you helping him or me?"

Master Huang smiled slightly: "I'm here to help everyone, please." After speaking, Master Huang set up his posture.

Looking around, the master of the Baimei faction thought about it, and said without hesitation: "Then I will come first."

The Kung Fu of Dachengzong's Baimei School is naturally called Baimei Boxing, which is characterized by strength and ferocity, strong coherence, and broad lines.Its boxing methods include punching boxing, whip boxing, double bumping boxing and thousand-character arrow boxing.Bridge methods include broken bridges, drilled bridges, braked bridges and closed bridges.Leg techniques include side kicking (that is, chicken feet) and kicking.Its main boxing gloves include small cross, big cross, three-door gossip, eighteen-mo bridge kung fu and fierce tiger out of the forest.

The master stretched out his fists, moved quickly, rushed towards Master Huang with a few vertical steps, and then spun around, bombarding Master Huang with both fists.

As an internal strength skill, this white eyebrow boxing method follows the path of mighty and fast, and the most important thing is to pay attention to the technique, which must be dense, fast and steady.

This boxing method is different from ordinary boxing methods. Instead of practicing defensive posture, it uses offense instead of defense. The punch is to rush to hit the vital points, and at the same time pay attention to coordination and order. Baimeiquan is an internal boxing, but there are also external boxing The best way to practice is to unite the inside and the outside.

Because he specializes in key points, don't look at this master turning around, but his eyes have been locked on Master Huang's lower body.

Master Huang knew about the Baimei Fist beforehand, and knew that the Baimei Fist mainly attacked the vital points, so when he saw the master attacking him, he already knew that he was going to attack his lower body.

His right foot stomped hard on the ground, twisting out a hole, and before the Baimeiquan martial artist hit him, Master Huang kicked out a few times quickly.

These few feet also have their own way, which contains the essence of Wuying feet.

Block the martial artist's fists with one foot, seal the arms of the martial artist with the second foot, take advantage of the force of the martial artist with the third leg, and kick the martial artist's back lightly to make him return to the original position.

After these few kicks, there are two good points. Master Huang won Lizi, and Master Baimei won face. Although he lost, except for Master Baimei himself and the martial arts masters in the field, they didn't even know that Master Huang had won. .

"Master Huang, I have accepted it." The Baimeiquan martial artist cupped his hands, sincerely convinced.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Master Huang replied.

The martial master of the Tan family, Cai Li Fu, saw these two moves and solved them, and immediately clamored to fight Huang Feihong, but was stopped by the martial master of the Zhao family.

The martial artist surnamed Zhao cupped his hands: "Master Huang is superb in martial arts, I'm willing to bow down."

The martial artist surnamed Tan also cupped his hands: "I am the same."

Master Huang smiled slightly: "That's great. You have a little kung fu, and you are a big man. Tonight, I will set up two tables of wine at Sanxiaolou. Please come and celebrate."

Old Zhao: "Master Huang is serving wine, we will definitely be there."

Old Baimei: "We don't know each other if we don't fight, we will definitely arrive, we will definitely arrive."

Old Tan: "Me too."

After seeing off the three martial artists, Master Huang patted the picture on his clothes and returned to Baozhilin Pharmaceutical Factory.

hiss!
The lower back was suddenly attacked, and Master Huang cried out in pain.

Seeing this, Ah Kuan hurriedly said: "Master, what's the matter with you? You won't be hurt, right? Master's Yunnan Baiyao, can I give you some?"

Upon hearing this, Master Huang said displeasedly: "Ah Kuan, what's the matter with you? Go back and teach Baozhilin's disciples to practice boxing."

After being reprimanded by his master, Ah Kuan went back to Po Chi Lam Club dejectedly.

Restraining his serious face, Master Huang turned around and changed into a smiling face, facing Aunt Thirteen: "Shaoyun, I'm here to prevent the common people from getting hurt."

After listening to Master Huang, Aunt Thirteen didn't say anything, but she added a little strength to her right hand.

hiss!
"Hey, hey? Take it easy." Master Huang begged for mercy.

"Hmph, it's not an example."

Aunt Thirteen snorted coldly, then took the clothes from Master Huang's shoulders, ignored Master Huang, turned around and walked to Baozhilin.

"Oh, Aunt Thirteen, wait for me."

Master Huang went after Aunt Thirteen.

Pretending to be cool for a while, chasing his wife to the crematorium.

Nothing more than that!

(End of this chapter)