"From today, you are my member of the Condor Heroes. Since your parents are dead, don't use your original name. From today on, your name will be Zhan Fuping! I hope you can float for half your life in this turbulent era and have a safe life~"

That was many years ago.

Even though so long has passed, he still clearly remembers every word from his mentor and every grass and tree around him.

In the turbulent era, famine is a serious problem that most people must face. Especially for people in small villages, natural disasters, man-made disasters, and their lives are like grass.

From memory, he moved everywhere. His parents died on the way. He begged and lived along the way. His specific memories were hard to remember. Perhaps the bad memories were always deliberately forgotten. In short, before the age of ten, he was just a beggar named Zhan Saner. After the age of ten, he was Zhan Fuping, a disciple of the Condor Heroes, who could eat and no longer starve.

"From today, I will teach you the kung fu in this sect. Remember, kung fu is a killing skill! But the one who controls kung fu is the human heart!"

There are many disciples of the Condor Heroes. He has not been the one who practiced his best kung fu since the beginning, but in that turbulent era, he was one of the few who survived.

With his eyes, he recorded the deaths of the old disciples in the sect and the intermittent new disciples. But in fact, the reason why he survived was not because his kung fu had made great progress or his smooth and smooth life, but because he was very afraid of death and had a little luck.

I remember that the division stronghold was surrounded by a team of Japanese troops. Under the black gun, he quickly admitted his conscience and knelt at the guns of the Japanese. He was kicked and rolled aside by his mentor, rushed into the crowd angrily, swept most of the people in a heroic manner he had never seen before, and finally broke out.

And, he was not left behind...

Afterwards, among the insults of many brothers, the mentor did not blame him, but just said something to him, a word he still remembers to heart.

"You wandered for several years when you were young, and you could beg for life until you were ten years old. The desire for survival is far better than that of ordinary people. When you encounter things, life is the top priority. I don't blame you. But remember that there are more important things and things in the world than life. I don't ask you to sacrifice your life for justice. I just want to let you down and teach you the skills, because only martial arts... cannot bend!"

For many years to come, he has always adhered to this sentence and regarded it as the survival philosophy.

He was still not the one who practiced the best kung fu, but he was the one who was most valued by his mentor. For this reason, his mentor was criticized by other disciples, and even had a very talented disciple who was indignant and rebelled from the sect, but this still did not change the respect he received.

From turmoil to peace, decades of ups and downs have finally ushered in a truly peaceful era.

Although there is still internal struggle and fighting, it is no longer for survival, and he has grown to the point where he can take on some responsibility.

Therefore, the Condor Sect dominated Hong Kong and was invincible!

However, good times did not last long.

The Condor Sect, which did not die in the turmoil era, eventually died in the internal strife and was still in the hands of his own people.

That day, the door was in chaos!

The siege dominated by the other five sects, coupled with the medicine from the disciples in the sect and the extraordinary monster, the entire Divine Eagle Sect was destroyed in an instant, and only the mentor left him to entrust everything to him and fled north.

"Don't come back, live well."

That was the last thing my mentor said to him.

But how could he not come back?

Hong Kong is developing faster and faster, and the benefits are becoming increasingly huge. People are trying hard to make money like crazy. For money, father and son become enemies and master and apprentice turn against each other!

For money, martial ethics do not exist and morality does not exist!

Shooting a black gun will harm your family and stabbing you in the back!

Such Hong Kong is no longer suitable for pure warriors.

But so what?

Only martial arts cannot bend!

...

Two minutes ago.

Outside the brown soil with a diameter of 200 meters, Zhan Fuping and the members of the Blood Snake Mercenary Group on the road were staring at the battle in the distance.

When Liang Tianze condensed the incandescent giant, he picked Gu Xing in the air and fought indefinitely, both Zhan Fuping and the Blood Snake Mercenary Group changed their faces.

"It seems like I'm going to lose..."

A member of the Blood Snake Mercenary Group looked at a strong young man with hesitation, "Boss, should we withdraw first..."

"Shut up!"

The strong young man scolded, then looked at Zhan Fuping with a sorry look and said, "Sorry, I'm responsible for my team members. They have their wives and children at home..."

They are just mercenaries, not suicide squads.

The situation is already very obvious now, and they don’t want to destroy the group here.

"You guys go."

Zhan Fuping's frowning brows were completely resolved.

"Sorry, we will..."

The fierce young man apologized again, but was interrupted by Zhan Fuping before he finished speaking.

"No."

After saying that, Zhan Fuping took a step under his feet and stepped into the brown soil.

"Well……"

The strong young man was stunned and looked at Zhan Fuping who had stepped into the battlefield, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Boss, go quickly! No matter how late we are, I'm afraid we will all be ruined here!"

The mercenary group that had just spoken quickly.

The fierce young man sighed, withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go down to pick up Yuanqi and the other three, and then leave together."

As they said that, the two jumped off the road, met the other three people who were climbing up the road in the slopes below the road, and then prepared to grab a car and evacuate quickly. When a circular brown scorched earth with a diameter of 200 meters was blown away, the road here was abandoned, and the cars driving on both sides stopped far away and watched here.

"Bring me with you! Otherwise, no one of you will want to leave!"

When the five men of the Blood Snake Mercenary Group climbed the road again and were about to grab a car, they fell on the road from afar. Bao Qinbiao, who was so sad that he was so sad in pain, shouted loudly as they ran past the side.

The people from the Blood Snake Mercenary Group suddenly stopped and had to stop.

"Yuanqi, Yuanjun, you two go and help him up."

Frightened by Bao Qinbiao's ability, the strong young man had to send two people to help Bao Qinbiao up and run away together.

"Don't move there, it hurts!"

"It's broken! I feel like my bones are broken!"

In Bao Qinbiao's "spicy" style, the two mercenary groups helped him up angrily.

Bao Qinbiao, who was helped up, faced the battlefield. He was still crying for pain, but when he looked at the battlefield accidentally, the expression on his face was stunned.

"How many of the fuck do you guys transform?!"

Hearing Bao Qinbiao's words, the people from the Blood Snake Mercenary Group were stunned and subconsciously followed his gaze to the battlefield.

The next moment, everyone's pupils shrank!

...

"Master, can't you really take me to Hong Kong?"

It was a conversation before leaving, with my eldest disciple.

Although he was betrayed and felt very heartbroken, for some reason, when he walked to the battlefield, Zhan Fuping suddenly remembered this conversation in his mind.

"Hong Kong is no longer what you originally remembered by Master. Your enemies are no longer pure warriors, but businessmen and politicians. They will use their best to deal with you! Moreover, where is it not to stay now? The development of the inland has long surpassed that of Hong Kong. Why do you insist on going back to that place in Hong Kong? Take revenge? There are many ways to take revenge now. As long as you are willing to spend money, the international killer mercenary group can be hired at will. I really don't understand what you think, Master."

This was what Liu Yang said at that time.

And he answered this:

"Of course I know these, but the significance of some things is not only the result, but also the process. If you cannot implement it with your own ideas, it will be meaningless even if you get the same result. Hong Kong is indeed not the previous Hong Kong, but I am still the previous Zhan Fuping."

"Martial Artist! Zhan Fuping!"

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhan Fuping's face.

Master, I don’t feel wronged about the kung fu you taught me...

"open!"

A low shout came from Zhan Fuping's mouth.

Zhan Fuping's eyes suddenly became sharp!

Many years ago, his body could no longer support the opening of the "Nine Sky". Once it was forced to open, death would be welcomed.

Without absolute necessity, he will no longer open the "Nine Sky".

But now, it is indeed time to be necessary.

In fact, this time he came to Hong Kong, he was determined to die, so he told Gu Xing before that he might learn the real "Nine Sky". However, too many things were unexpected, and the betrayal of the eldest disciple and the emergence of the younger disciple were all completely different from his plan.

However, the ending still seems to be that ending.

"stop!"

The blue veins were protruding, and the blue veins on Zhan Fuping's body surface appeared ferociously.

He no longer hesitated and roared in one breath: "Shengmen! Open!"

Guru rooster ~

Zhan Fuping's body suddenly expanded and his chest was bigger.
To be continued...