The Sims of the Realms

"Not only were they not caught, those British guys were also sprinkled with flour by a group of people, and they got a headache and beat them up, that's a disaster, hey!"

"The police station won't admit it like that, will it?"

Liang Ting said as if he was at the scene in person: "How could it be possible to admit defeat? A lot of people were arrested that night, but from today onwards, the British may be out of luck."

"why?"

"Which of us Chinese people doesn't hate the British police, just watch, there will be countless Chen Haonan and Brother Crow popping up in the future.

If someone comes forward, everyone will play him under the guise. Among other things, Chen Haonan dared to blatantly beat the son of the military attache of the Governor's Mansion. "

"That's right, the Brits are used to being domineering, and there is only a shortage of people like this to fight against injustice. When it gets dark and cover their faces, everyone will be Chen Haonan!"

"Can you still do this..."

Lin Weiran looked at the crowd in astonishment.

The response was so great.

"Alright, alright, almost everyone has arrived, ready to practice martial arts!" The elder brother clapped his hands, and everyone restrained their smiles.

Lin Weiran started from stance as usual.

Practice your breath internally, and train your muscles and bones externally!

To a certain extent, Zhuanggong determines the depth of cultivation. Lin Weiran's requirements for Zhuanggong are much stricter than running, and must be practiced until it is activated.

This process has lasted from half an hour at the beginning to nearly two hours now, and it is really difficult for normal people to persist for such a long time.

"Ding! Heaven's rewards are activated!"

The sound of the system sounded, and a wave of warmth flowed into his body. Lin Weiran felt warm all over his body, and his body was extremely comfortable after activities.

After the pile work is over, the pair practice will start.

Lin Weiran took a look, Liang Ting was in the middle of training, he probably didn't have the time to take care of himself, and now the senior brother was teaching instead of the master, and he didn't have time.

"Let's practice Biaozhi!"

Lin Weiran turned around and was about to leave.

"Brother Lin, wait a minute."

Lin looked back and found that it was Xin Li who had a conflict with him yesterday.

"What advice do you have, Junior Brother?"

Lin Weiran asked calmly.

"Don't dare, I learned Senior Brother Lin's brilliant tricks yesterday, and I am far from being an opponent to Senior Brother. Today, I am here to apologize to Senior Brother."

"apologize?"

"Yes, senior brother, we were wrong yesterday. I didn't know that there was a change in senior brother's family. I only thought that senior brother came to steal our jobs. If senior senior brother didn't speak out, I wouldn't know that I did something stupid..."

"Senior brother..." Lin Weiran glanced over, the senior brother smiled at him, the relationship between disciples in Wing Chun martial arts is very important.

There is a gap in the same door, which is a misfortune rather than a blessing.

With the mediation of the elder brother, Lin Weiran's tone softened: "Forget it, it's not a big deal. Even if this matter is over, I will not attack lightly."

"Brother, stay strong.

Otherwise we can still go to work. "

Lin Weiran nodded: "It's okay, I'm practicing..."

"There is one more thing!" Xin Li quickly stopped him and said, "Senior brother's family has an accident, and the younger brother can't help much, but if the senior brother is really short of money, the younger brother can still give advice."

Lin Weiran raised her eyebrows,

"Oh? Brother Xin, what suggestion do you have?"

Xin Li lowered his voice: "I'm messing around on the pier, and I've seen everyone from all walks of life. As far as I know, the fastest way to get money..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Weiran sternly said: "Junior brother, I am short of money, but I am very clear about what to do and what not to do."

"Senior brother misunderstood. How could it be possible for senior brother to do something illegal and disciplined? It's black boxing. Is senior brother interested in the underground boxing ring?"

"Underground Black Fist?"

Lin Weiran suddenly became interested.

"Before, there was a boss who wanted to raise a few boxers. The black boxer brother should know that there are many dangers. I am a family member, and the whole family is counting on me.

Senior brother is different, his strength is much better than mine, as long as he is not impulsive to make some quick money, it will be fine, but I am afraid that senior brother will not be able to withstand the temptation..."

Lin Weiran rubbed his chin, he never thought about it, underground black boxing and normal boxing match are not the same thing at all.

Fighting black fists is desperately fighting.

If one is lucky enough to be favored by others, it may be prosperous for a few years, but in the end, there are often hidden dangers of various hidden dangers, and the old age is bleak, and even there is no old age.

But Lin Weiran was a little moved.

He can see progress every day in the martial arts gym, but this kind of life is getting more and more dull, and the powerful kung fu is often achieved.

As for hidden injuries and hidden dangers,

Lin Weiran can be put aside.

After all, there is the skill of God rewards those who work hard.

"Senior brother, this is the contact channel for fighting black boxing. Junior brother can only help here. If you go, you must pay attention to safety."

Xin Li gave him an address.

"Junior brother, thank you very much." Lin Weiran cupped her fists.

……

In the evening, Lin Weiran found the elder brother.

The elder brother is rooted in Xiangjiang, he is a know-it-all, Lin Weiran knows little about black boxing, so it is most appropriate to consult him about such matters.

However, Lin Weiran just said his intention,

The elder brother scolded him head and face.

"Junior brother, what are you thinking? We practice martial arts for black boxing? For a little money, we lose the integrity of a warrior!

If Master knows, he must not beat you to death, quickly put this thought behind him, otherwise the Wing Chun Martial Art Museum may not be able to accommodate you. "

"Eldest brother, I'm not doing it for money."

The elder brother was stunned and said: "It's not for money, so why are you going to fight black boxing? You eat too much salt and you're in a hurry, right?"

"I'm planning to go to the underground boxing arena to hone my training while Master is away, and I'm sure I won't meet any masters at the beginning, so it's relatively safe.

When the master comes back, I will just quit and hone myself while earning some money. Isn't it the best of both worlds? "

Lin Weiran said sincerely.

"If you want to say that, then there is still room for discussion, junior brother, senior brother will not lie to senior brother, and you promise that the master will stop when he comes back?"

"I promise!"

"Well, black boxing is quite chaotic now, and most of the top players are foreigners who have received years of rigorous training and specialize in black boxing.

Your strength is naturally not at this level, I am still very relieved, otherwise I will definitely not agree to your black boxing. "

Lin Weiran: "..."

Rough words are not rude,

It's just a bit murderous!

"It's not important, it's mainly about the rules, and whether you can use Wing Chun's style of play. Xin Li gave me the address, so I'll try it from there."

"Listen to me slowly..."

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Chapter 22 Your fist is not authentic

"Heavenly rewards work has been activated!"

The system's voice resounded in my mind.

At the same time, with a ding!

A playing card pierced the sky and was nailed to a wooden board. The most outrageous thing was that almost half of the playing cards were sunk into the wooden board.

Lin Weiran nodded in satisfaction.

If it wasn't for him who flew out the playing cards, Lin Weiran would never have believed that a small playing card could have such great power.

In the main world,

He knew some good card flying players.

Some people can fly cards to cut cucumbers.

Some can cut tomatoes, and some can cut watermelon.

the most powerful person,

It can even penetrate iron sheets with flying cards!

But now it seems that Lin Weiran's card-flying skills are better than those of those people, but compared with Lin Yiqi, they are still a lot worse.

Lin Qi flies cards,

The playing cards were nailed to the door, and almost all of them were sunk, leaving only a white border exposed.

"There is still room for improvement."

Lin Weiran has to admit,

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

However, the elder brother beside him has witnessed everything, at this moment he has already grown his mouth, and he, who is always good at teaching, was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Junior brother, it's amazing!"

The big brother gave a thumbs up and said.

"It's nothing. After all, I'm going to fight black boxing. Senior brother is worried, and I am even more worried. I have to have a hole card to save my life."

"How can you save your life? If you don't kill others, I will feel at ease. Let me just say, why did you ask me to find someone to play a deck of steel cards for you?"

The eldest brother said and handed over a deck of playing cards.

Lin Weiran felt the weight as soon as he picked it up. This deck of playing cards is made of special steel cards, each card is hand-polished, and the corners are slightly sharp.

Time is running out, he has no time to practice other hidden weapons, such as flying needles, darts, etc., and can only use the most skilled card flying technique.

That's enough.

"Brother, you should rest assured this time."

The elder brother's mouth twitched: "What do you think?"

.........

In the evening, Lin Weiran left the martial arts hall.

Follow the address Xin Li gave him to find him.

"The underground black fist is in the bar street?"

Lin Weiran looked at the bustling street in front of him, and some memories couldn't help appearing in his mind, the original body seemed to come here often.

"Sir, are you resting?"

"Sir! Come in for a drink, my waiter is pretty!"

"Sir! Come to my house, my waiter let me touch it!"

A few voluptuous women in scantily clad clothes greeted him in front of the store. Lin Weiran was so bloody that he was almost no match for this group of monsters.

"Hmph! Sooner or later, I will let you help me practice!"

Lin Weiran quickly walked to a store in front of him. Unlike other stores, there were actually two burly men in black clothes standing at the door of this bar.

hum,