Chapter 19 The Conception of the Martial Arts Hall

The door of the Bayu Hotpot Restaurant was closed by Zhong Qiang. He pulled Huang Wen and walked in excitedly, causing Zhong Bo, who came out with the casserole, to be stunned.

"What are you so happy about? Xiaowen, don't you really plan to pass on your family martial arts to Xiaoqiang?" Zhong Bo put down the casserole and shook his head, "Zhong Bo advises you, or find someone with better qualifications. The successor of the sect, or record the boxing technique, so as not to lose it..."

"Dad, what you said, are you my father?" Zhong Qiang pouted a little unhappily, "Listen to what you mean, my aptitude is not good?"

"Cut! I don't know you yet. At that time, you peeked at your brother and asked him to practice martial arts. After standing there for ten minutes, he was exhausted..." Uncle Zhong couldn't help laughing, and started talking about Zhong Qiang's embarrassing incident. " It doesn't matter if you're tired and paralyzed, you can't even walk the next day... uh!"

Just after Zhong Bo finished speaking, Zhong Qiang covered his mouth, and Zhong Qiang smiled awkwardly: "Ask brother, drink porridge, drink porridge!"

"Have seafood porridge early in the morning?" Huang Wen smelled the strong seafood smell and couldn't help laughing, "Has Uncle Zhong boiled eggs? It's better to eat eggs when you wake up in the morning, it's good for your body."

"For such a delicious porridge, you want more eggs, so you can ask for more." Uncle Zhong asked with a sullen look, "But I did boil a few eggs, and I'll bring them to you."

"Hey, my dad did it on purpose..." When Uncle Zhong went to the kitchen, Zhong Qiang lowered his voice, "When I said to call you, I saw that he cooked eggs on purpose... oops!"

"Crack!" Zhong Qiang's head was lightly patted, and Uncle Zhong put the egg on the table and said, "Here, eat it!"

"Don't be angry, Dad, we have good news for you!" Zhong Qiang hurriedly stood up to help serve the porridge, with a bright smile on his face.

"Good news? What good news?" Seeing the smiles on Zhong Qiang and Huang Wen's faces, Zhong Bo looked at them seriously and asked.

"Bro Wen has taken revenge!" Zhong Qiang put the first bowl of porridge in front of Uncle Zhong and said with a smile.

"Vengeance?" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but stunned for a moment, and then looked at Huang Wen subconsciously. You know, only yesterday Huang Wen said he was going to seek revenge for Gelian Gang. Why did he get up this morning and his revenge was already over?

"It's true, I went to the Gelian Gang last night." Huang Wen nodded calmly, "The senior management of the Gelian Gang, who was involved in my father's death, I killed them, and the Gelian Gang was also destroyed. ."

"There's another mutant!" Zhong Qiang added excitedly, "Bro Wen was injured by him, but Brother Wen still won!"

"Are you injured? Is there any serious problem?" Uncle Zhong didn't bother to care about any mutants, he just looked at Huang with some worry, "Have you left any traces?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, everyone who has seen me is dead, and there is no camera to capture my appearance." Huang Wen smiled and shook his head, "In this way, my father's revenge can be avenged. I'm going to rest for a few days, recover from injuries, and then find a way to carry forward the martial arts hall, so..."

Huang Wen turned his gaze to Zhong Qiang and looked at Uncle Zhong with a grin. The meaning was self-evident. He had already solved the Brother Lian Gang by himself. When he recovered from his injury, would he want Zhong Qiang to help him?

Zhong Bo heard that Huang Wen had avenged his revenge, but he didn't care how many people Huang Wen had killed. He came to the United States to make a living. When he was young, he saw a lot of fighting and killing. He knew that Huang Wen had already avenged Huang Hong. , I am very relieved, and the stone in my heart has finally been put down.

As for whether Huang Wen's matter will be exposed, Zhong Bo is not worried. If someone dares to come to Chinatown to investigate Huang Wen, he dares to take everyone in Chinatown to give Huang Wen an alibi.

Besides, Uncle Zhong knows some of Huang Wen's skills. I believe he can deal with the Gelian Gang by himself after he is ready. No normal person would believe that Huang Wen can destroy a gang alone!

"cockroach,

How long until you start your internship? After feeling relieved, Zhong Bo looked at Zhong Qiang. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, especially in a foreign country. Even if Huang Wen and Zhong Qiang are brothers, they naturally support each other.

"In about half a month, the course will end." Zhong Qiang thought about the timetable and scratched his head, "Dad, you don't want me to come back to help, do you?"

"Go to Brother Youwen to help you, and when you have nothing to do, you can exercise your body." Zhong Bo glared at Zhong Qiang, "Look at Brother Youwen's physique, and look at your thin arms and legs, and Dad doesn't either. I beg you to practice such a great skill as you ask brother, and it would be good to have a stronger body!"

"Go ask brother to help?" Zhong Qiang's eyes lit up, thinking of what Huang Wen had just said to himself at the Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, and hurriedly smiled, "Gu brother, do you have any plans? I will help you with the staff. …”

"I don't need the salary, but the martial arts that your family has passed down can't be delayed any longer. Why don't you teach me both hands to defend myself?"

"Don't worry, whether it's salary or martial arts, you are indispensable." Huang Wen smiled and shook his head, "Wages are sweet, martial arts training is bitter, you have to be prepared!"

"Then ask brother, do you have any plans?" Zhong Qiang rolled his eyes, "I told you before, simple tricks, and hierarchy, what do you think?"

"I think it can, but it's not attractive enough." Huang Wen thought for a while, "I can really divide Wing Chun into six levels: apprentice level, entry level, proficient level, proficient level, master level, and master level. Levels, and then each level teaches different levels of Wing Chun techniques."

"However, even doing this will not be enough to cast the name of our Wing Chun martial arts hall, because in this way, our Wing Chun martial arts hall is no different from normal karate halls and other places, and there is not enough for the audience. attractive."

"Yes." Zhong Qiang nodded and pondered, "Propaganda is indeed a very important point, just relying on leaflets and TV newspapers is not enough to let people know about Wing Chun Martial Arts Museum, and all these propaganda are not enough. need funds..."

"I have a simple idea, hype." Huang Wen looked at Zhong Qiang and laughed, "You said, let's invite TV stations and newspapers to promote it, and then let a mixed martial arts champion like UFC or kickboxing fight with me, If we win, will it attract many people to our martial arts hall?"

"Fighting champion?" Zhong Qiang's eyes lit up, he didn't even ask Huang Wen if he could beat the fighting champion, just joking, even the mutants are not his opponents, just an ordinary person-level fighting champion, asking Isn't it a matter of minutes to beat him?