Chapter 19： Conception of martial arts famous

Bayu hot pot restaurant's door was closed by Zhong Qiang, he pulled Huang Wen, and walked in with a little excitement, making Zhong Bo who came out with the casserole stunned for a moment.

"What's so happy? Little question, don't you really plan to pass on your family martial arts to Xiaoqiang?" Zhong Bo put down the casserole, shook his head, "Zhong Bo persuade you, or find a better aptitude The heirs of, or record the boxing technique, so as not to gain and lose..."

"Dad, what you said, are you my real dad?" Zhong Qiang curled his lips unhappily, "Listen to you, my aptitude is not good?"

"Cut! I don't know you yet. At that time, you peeked at you to ask your brother to practice martial arts. After returning to stand for ten minutes, he was tired and paralyzed..." Zhong Bo couldn't help but laugh, and began to talk about Zhong Qiang's embarrassment, "Tired. It doesn't matter if you are paralyzed, you won't even be able to walk the next day... Um!"

As soon as Uncle Zhong finished speaking, he was covered by Zhong Qiang's mouth. Zhong Qiang smiled awkwardly: "Ask brother, drink porridge, drink porridge!"

"Drink seafood porridge early in the morning?" Huang Wen could not help but laugh, smelling the strong seafood flavor, "Has Bo Zhong boiled eggs? It is better to eat some eggs in the morning, which is good for your health."

"For such a delicious porridge, if you want eggs, as much as you want." Zhong Bo glaredly asked, "But I really boiled a few eggs. I'll bring them for you."

"Hey, my dad deliberately..." When Uncle Zhong went to the back kitchen, Zhong Qiang lowered his voice, "When I said to call you, I saw him deliberately boiled eggs...Oh!"

"Pop!" Zhong Qiang's head was patted lightly. Zhong Bo put the set eggs on the table and said, "Hey, eat!"

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

"Good news? What good news?" Seeing that the smiles on Zhong Qiang and Huang Wen's faces did not seem to be fake, Zhong Bo looked at them seriously and asked.

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

"Revenge?" Uncle Zhong couldn't help but stunned, and then subconsciously looked at Huang Wen. You know, Huang Wen only said yesterday that he was going to get revenge from Brother Lian. Why did he get up this morning and he was already revenge?

"It's true. The Brothers I went to last night." Huang Wen nodded calmly, "The seniors of the Brothers, who were involved in my father's death, I killed them, and the Brothers were destroyed. ."

"There is another mutant too!" Zhong Qiang added excitedly, "Wu Ge was injured by him, but Q Ge still won!"

"Are you injured? Isn't it a serious problem?" Zhong Bo didn't bother to care about the mutants, but looked at Huang with some concern and asked, "Have you left any traces?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhong, everyone who has seen me is dead, and there is no camera to take pictures of me." Huang Wen smiled and shook his head, "In this way, my father's hatred will be reported, I I am going to rest for a few days, recuperate, and then find a way to develop the martial arts gym, so..."

Huang Wen looked at Zhong Qiang, and looked at Uncle Zhong with a smile. It was self-evident that he had solved Brother Lianbang. When he recovered from the injury, would he let Zhong Qiang help him?

Uncle Zhong heard that Huang Wen had avenged his revenge. He didn't care how many people Huang Wen killed. He came to the United States to make trouble. 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 pleased that 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 investigate Huang Wen in Chinatown, he dared to bring everyone in Chinatown to Huang Wen as an alibi.

Besides, Zhong Bo knows some Huang Wen's skills. I believe that after he is ready, he can deal with the Gelian Gang alone. Normal people would believe that Huang Wen alone can destroy a gang!

"Xiaoqiang, how long do you have to start your internship?" Uncle Zhong looked at Zhong Qiang after he was relieved. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as neighbors, especially in a foreign country. Huang Wen and Zhong Qiang are considered brothers. It is natural to support each other.

"In about half a month, the course will be over." Zhong Qiang thought about the class schedule and couldn't help scratching his head. "Dad, you don't want me to come back and help?"

"Go to ask your brother to help. When you are okay, you can also exercise." Zhong Bo stared at Zhong Qiang. I beg you to develop your ability to ask your brother so much. It’s okay if your body can be a little stronger!"

"Go ask me where to help?" Zhong Qiang's eyes lit up, thinking of what Huang Qiao said to himself at Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, and he hurriedly smiled, "Ask brother, do you have any plans? I'll help you advise and advise you. …"

"What about salary, UU reading , I don't need it, but the martial arts handed down by your family can't be delayed anymore. Why do you have to teach me to defend yourself with both hands?"

"Don't worry, whether it is salary or martial arts, you are indispensable." Huang Wen smiled and shook his head, "The salary is sweet, but martial arts training is a pain, you should be prepared!"

"Then ask me, do you have any plans?" Zhong Qiang's eyes rolled, "What I told you before, simple tricks, and hierarchy, what do you think?"

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

"However, even if we do this, it will not be enough to beat the name of our Wing Chun martial arts gym, because in this way, our Wing Chun martial arts gym is no different from a normal karate gym and other places, and there is not enough for the audience. Attractive."

"Yes." Zhong Qiang nodded and thought, "Propaganda is indeed a very important point. It is not enough to let people know Wing Chun Wushu Hall by relying on flyers and TV newspapers. Moreover, these propaganda are all very important. Need funding..."

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

"Fighting champion?" Zhong Qiang's eyes lit up. He didn't even ask Huang Wen if he could beat the boxing champion. Just kidding, even the mutants weren't his opponents for asking brother. An ordinary-level fighting champion asked. Isn't it a matter of minutes to beat him?