Warriors

The car door opened, and the abbot walked out of the car with Master Yongse and four disciples with shiny heads who seemed to have been waxed. Each of them also carried some gifts and some costumes in their hands.

"Master Zhao, I have brought four disciples." The words came with joy, and the abbot stood a hundred meters away, and started to introduce the disciples behind him while standing in the car shed, "They have participated in opera competitions, and they have a solid foundation. After rehearsing for a few days, I want to put together a show tonight and show my skills in front of the seniors from all schools and sects."

"Okay. Zhengchou doesn't have any programs, but the abbot has added a lot of color." Zhao Zhou greeted the boxers with a smile, and had a cold meditation with each other. He asked the old boxer to take them to arrange first, and then asked a disciple to take the car stop.

Following the abbot's arrival, the various sects and sects also drove here with a few disciples.The reasons are similar, either to let the disciples perform a show on stage at night, or to show off their cooking skills.

To put it bluntly, they wanted the juniors they trained to see the world, recognize Zhao Zhou, and leave an impression on the minds of other old boxers.The disciples chatted with each other and drank wine.

In the future, there will be conflicts and fights in the province. Because they don't know each other, they don't know the severity of the attack.

"Master Wu. Come as soon as you come, what gift do you bring?"

It was also when Zhao Zhou was busy entertaining all the guests.

It was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was about to get dark. Many people from the national security and military forces also came.Among them, Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong, the two great Danjin masters, dealt with their respective affairs, and brought their juniors over, using the same reason.

"This is not New Year's greetings with my uncle. Also, I have to tell you something."

Wu Yunlong was full of anger in his words, as he spoke, he came from the car shed, and pointed to a disciple who hurriedly greeted Zhao Zhou behind him, "My disciple cooks good Sichuan cuisine. He usually cooks my meals. It tastes good on its own."

When the words fell, Wu Yunlong babbled, his appearance was quite memorable, as if his disciple was really comparable to a famous chef.

However, Zhao Zhou took a rough look at the disciple who was asking for gifts, and saw that the knuckles of his clasped fists were wide and bulging, full of calluses. Hard Qigong has been practiced for at least more than ten years, and it is better to say that he is a good cook A good killer!

"Kung fu practice is good, show off your skills to all the masters later." Zhao Zhou also patted the disciple on the shoulder like an elder, which made the disciple flattered, and he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Master, I love you." .

And following a burst of politeness, Wu Yunlong and others were also arranged to enter the hospital.

Yang Long walked out of the village and came to the entrance of the village. He said to Zhao Zhou and the boxers who had been standing outside the village all afternoon: "Master, there are 370 guests today. All the masters on the invitation list are here. Shouldn't we set up a table in the courtyard and let the chef prepare the New Year's Eve dinner?"

The boxers who came early in the afternoon were all chatting together when they entered the courtyard. The opera stage was not set up immediately, for fear that they would be demolished by all the boxers.

It's almost six o'clock now, the tea party is about to start, and now we're going to build the platform, and it will be ready before eight o'clock in the evening.

"Well, you take Zhao Jun to set up the stage."

Zhao Zhou talked with the old boxers and gave Yang Long instructions.

And Zhao Jun came to Yang's for five years, except for the first life-and-death, crying and hanging himself.He is also a very honest person now. He works hard every day, sharpens his strength, and he has quickly cultivated his strength. He has really integrated into his martial arts career. He fell in love with martial arts unconsciously. Instead, he didn't want to leave here and gave up the provincial capital As a young master, he wanted to become a boxer.

This is a change.

"There is no interference from Zhao Jun. Wang Chao is now living a carefree life. According to the original track, he has strengthened many boxing masters. He entered Huajin in three years. He went abroad to hone his training while looking for Tang Zichen. I also heard that A boxer of the Yang family from abroad said that Wang Chao had been a guest at his place a few months ago, and he had already taken advantage of it."

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and also felt that after a few years of actual combat in foreign countries, Wang Chao would basically enter the point where he would be invincible.

While he was thinking about it, the sky was getting darker and darker, and suddenly the horn of 'Didi' was heard from the road in the distance.

"Are there any guests?" Zhao Zhou looked up, thinking that it was the Sanxiu boxing master who had heard the news, who came to join in the fun, and many of them came today.

Similarly, Zhao Zhou and a few old boxers have not yet returned to the hospital, and they are waiting for these boxers who received the news later.

However, as the vehicle got closer, Zhao Zhou saw that it was a vehicle without a license plate parked at the parking shed, and a middle-aged man in high spirits walked out of the door, as well as two straight-backed, military-clad vehicles. A strong man with Wu breath.

"Bali Ming."

When he saw this middle-aged man, he checked his memory, because he had seen a photo of Ba Liming in the national security archives when he went to the capital for half a year, and he recognized this middle-aged man who had been in prison for more than thirty years. Year's Baalimin!

"Oh? Master Zhao knows me?" Ba Liming's voice boomed, just like the Zhang Fei that Zhao Zhou met in the Three Kingdoms, his voice could scare people to death.

"At first I heard about it. Now I know it." When Zhao Zhou saw Baaliming coming, he didn't ask how he got out of the prison. Instead, he cupped his hands and invited him, "Come in and sit down?"

"That's not necessary. I was able to come here today thanks to Master Wu's operation. It's a fulfillment of my wish to see the number one master." Ba Liming also clasped his fists in a salute, and then shook his fist at Zhao Zhou. : "There is not enough time, so I won't talk too much. Master Zhao, please enlighten me!"

The purpose of Ba Liming's coming here is very simple. He heard about Zhao Zhou's name and learned that Zhao Zhou invited all boxers to be guests today.

"Please." Seeing this, Zhao Zhou didn't ask any further questions, nor did he refuse.Like a tiger going down a mountain, take two steps, a distance of [-] meters passes by in an instant, there is no move to put together, just swing your arm and smash it!

A gust of wind exploded with a 'huh'!

Ba Liming saw Zhao Zhou's blow that seemed to be cutting a mountain, so he shook his body immediately, stepped forward, his feet seemed to be rooted, and made a lunge. His Bengquan airs just wanted to compete with Zhao Zhou in strength.

pat-

When the two arms touched, there was a sound like leather hitting the ground, and a sound like steel hitting the ground.

Zhao Zhou didn't have any more backhands, his body suddenly became short, and he clicked on 'Teng Yun Zong' twice, and returned to the original place.

"Okay! Well-deserved reputation!" Ba Liming shook his hands, laughed loudly, and did not continue to pursue.

"Go in and have a seat?" Zhao Zhou asked, and invited the two prison guards on the other side of the carport.In his capacity, it is not a problem for Ba Liming to stay outside for one night, and he is not afraid that he will escape from prison.

Unexpectedly, Ba Liming shook his head, and walked towards the car shed again, "Don't embarrass these two brothers, Master Wu has entrusted a lot of connections to fulfill my desire to fight. Entering the world is not bad, the strength of the whole body is condensed into one, far surpassing me. There is no need to compare, if you don’t fight, the outcome is unknown. It’s Chinese New Year, let’s just eat well and don’t make trouble for Master Zhao .”

Ba Liming's laughter was full of heroism, and he finished speaking.The prison guard next to him also opened the car door, let Ba Liming get into the car, put on the handcuffs and shackles as thick as ping-pong balls, the car beeped a few times, and went back to the prison.

"This master Baaliming is quite free and easy, he regards the prison as his own home." Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhou thought it was quite interesting, and he was not curious about what he said.

Because in terms of strength alone, Zhao Zhou is indeed not much different from the God of Immortality, both with a strength of [-] tons or more, and the difference is only a few tons.

Of course, Zhao Zhou's strength is only now, and he hasn't fully rounded it yet.

but.

Just as he was thinking, he watched Baaliming's car disappear into the distance of the field road, heard the sound of 'didi', and saw a car coming out of the village, slowly slowing down and driving straight. But he was stopped by the disciples at the car shed.

"Hello." The disciple blocking the way thought it was some boxer who didn't know Yang's rules, and then stood by the side of the car, cupped his fists and saluted, wanting to explain.

However, before the disciple could finish speaking, several Dongying people in samurai robes got out of the car, holding a document in their hands.

"Mr. Zhao." One of the leaders, a middle-aged samurai, ignored the disciples next to him and looked directly at Zhao Zhou, "My name is Takeda Kakuei, and I have heard a lot about your country's culture. I came here uninvited and wanted to join your party. .”

"People from Dongying?" The disciples frowned when they heard that they were from Dongying. They didn't say anything rude, but they also vaguely blocked the way of the car, and looked at Zhao Zhou at the entrance of the village, wanting to hear from their master. arrange.

"It's a visitor from afar." Zhao Zhou didn't move. Although he didn't know what these people were doing, he let the disciples on the left and right let him go.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao." Takeda Kakuei nodded, then glanced at Zhao Zhou, asked his companions to follow, and walked towards the village together under the guidance of Yang's disciples.

And Zhao Zhou didn't care about them, and waited for a while, and at nearly eight o'clock, he returned to the compound with a few old boxers. After preparing for the tea party, he asked the boxers how many moves they wanted to perform. Fill up your inventory.

Similarly, in the courtyard at this time, the benches, tables and chairs have been set up, the big table has also been set up, and the red lanterns are decorated with lights.Both the guests and the disciples sat down one after another, chatting in low voices, waiting for the show to start, and also waiting for the arrival of the master Zhao Zhou.

"Everyone has been waiting."

Zhao Zhou walked into the yard, saw this scene, and smiled kindly with all the boxers.

"Master Zhao!" Seeing Zhao Zhou approaching, everyone greeted with smiles and got up to salute. The atmosphere was very lively.