"Kingsoft Find: Level: Civilian, 46 points of force (physical fitness: 16/36 points, North Road bullet legs: 2o/4o points, Threatened Tiger Claw Hand: 1o/4o points, Five Tiger Sword Technique: o/6o points...)..."

This person's martial arts is good! Among the many people Bao Hui has seen, he is second only to Ip Man. The same problem is that the impact of dietary famine, and his body has not reached its normal peak state.

"I am the boss, ah..." Zhou Qingquan was kicked to the ground by the bandit leader, and then blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

"I snatched your goods and I'll sell them back to you now! Do you have any objections?" The scar that Kingsoft looked for was shining with a smug red light.

"I have no money!" Zhou Qingquan said sadly.

Kingsoft found a punch to Zhou Qingquan in the abdomen, causing Boss Zhou to bend down.

"Stop!" Bao Hui ran over and shouted: "This factory is really out of money. I am an accountant, so I know best. If you beat the boss to death, he can't afford it."

"Young man, you're looking for death!" A group of gangsters surrounded him, and the workers from the cotton factory gathered behind Bao Hui. The atmosphere between the two sides tensely confronted each other.

"You are here to make money, not to buy your life, right?" Bao Hui stopped Uncle Fu and the others and said briskly: "All the people in this factory have no salary. They just wait for the batch of goods you robbed to be sold before they can get the money. If you don't believe it, you can check the account in the factory. This is the account book!"

"Men don't look at these ghost talismans. If you don't have money, just call me!"

Damn! A bunch of illiterate and rough people!

"Wait! Let the boss go first, beat him to death, and the factory will go bankrupt. Where can I pay you money?" Bao Hui's only purpose is to "drag" and spend more time waiting for the great master Ip Man to deal with these people. Otherwise, he would have to take out the Taisho 14 pistol that exposed a lot of information...

"You little guy, you are so fucking naughty! You can do it if you don't hit him, so tell me where are we going to get the money!" Jinshan looked at others and looked at Bao Hui with a slight look, as if he was looking at a mountain of gold.

"You want money? I know where the money is..." Bao Hui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bao Hui!" "Huizi!" Uncle Fu and his management glared at him, but Zhou Qingquan was stunned and surprised flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, the little guy is useless, they are all afraid of death!" A group of bandits with bad looks burst into laughter.                                                                                                               

After you have enough ridicule, a lot of time has passed!

"There are money in the Japanese! The Japanese are all robbed of money from the Chinese. You all saw that they were famous men. With such great skills, you should go to the Japanese! Haha..., what's the fucking ability of stealing compatriots? What's more, how much can you get by robbing us poor people who are also unfilled?" Bao Hui glared at these ignorant, numb, bullying the weak, and fearing the strong. He pulled out a wooden stick and prepared to fight the enemy. Seeing that he, a weak scholar, dared to resist, he also picked up sticks, rakes, brooms and other weapons.

"Damn it, I'll be so good, I'll beat me up!" The words were rough but not rough, but the bandits obviously wanted to bully these vulnerable groups.

"Stop!" Ip Man came.

Bao Hui breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to pull Zhou Qingquan back behind him. It depends on how powerful God Ye is...

"Kinshan is looking for Master Jin!" Ip Man was wearing a long blue gown and chivalrously bowed his hand.

"It's you again, Ip Man!" Jinshan's scar on his face turned brightly red in an instant, "When I came to Foshan to make a living, you guys would bully me together and not let me open a martial arts school. Are you here to meddle in other people's business again?" He was very angry!

"The boss here is my friend, and this factory also has shares in me, Mr. Ye. If you have any misunderstandings, everyone will reconcile..." Ip Man said gently with a temper.

"Just say it!" Kingsoft looked obviously unbelievable, and looked like you were fooling me again, and said angrily: "I just want to have a full meal, is this wrong? Is it wrong? Have you tried the feeling of being hungry? Do you dare to stop me!"

"This little brother is right. In the troubled times, who doesn't want to have a full meal? You've found the wrong person, Master Jin!" Ip Man blocked Bao Hui, Zhou Qingquan and others behind him.

"Then are you responsible?" Kingsoft looked for it and was obviously a bit taboo about Ip Man's strength.

"Brother, what are you talking about to them? We have so many people! Are you afraid of him if you beat him so much?" A strong man smiled evilly.

"Then..., come on and beat him together!" Jinshan waved his hand, but hid behind a group of bandits.

The strength of dozens of bandits is between 8 and 17, much stronger than ordinary people like Bao Hui and Zhou Qingquan, but compared with Ip Man's 56 points, it is obviously a scumbag!

Ip Man's steps were lightly shuttled through the bandits, his fingers, palms, fists, and legs were all knocked down with one blow.

"It turns out that it's not just about the superposition of force values, but also about the actual combat use. §   ??    " Bao Hui held the wooden stick and wanted to go up to help, but unexpectedly he couldn't insert it, which made him dazzled.

Ip Man was like a tiger entering the flock of sheep. For a moment, the bandits lay down and wailed endlessly. Only Jinshan was left at the scene, and a tall and thin man with a force worth 30 points.

"Sand Balance Source: Level: Civilian, Martial Power Value 3O Points (Physical Fitness: 12/26 Points, Hongquan: 8/4O Points, Steel Axe: 1O Points)..."

At this moment, Bao Hui suddenly exclaimed: "Master Ye, be careful behind you!"

The Kings Mountain went around behind Ye Wen, and sneaked into the attack with a rake in his hand. His martial power value was added to the rake and it reached 58 points.

Ye Man stepped forward and leaned over the sneak attack of Jinshan, standing between Jinshan and the Sand Gun Source. He saw him kicking his legs quickly, kicking away the Sand Gun Source, wielding the steel axe with his right hand, and pulling off a bamboo pole with cotton yarn with one hand.

"Ip Man: Level: civilian, force value 76 points (physical fitness: 26/5o points, Wing Chun Fist 1o8 stud method: 3o/5o points, six-thirty stick: 2o/5o points, eight-slashing sword method: o/6o points...)..."

76 matches 58 and 3o, which seems to be numerically unmatched, but Ip Man is in his hand with a long stick, pointing, sweeping, pricking, chopping, hanging... and hitting it down. He saw that Bao Hui and Zhou Guangyao, two teenage boys, danced and were inexplicably excited.

"He mom's sand source, let's go up together, why are you doing it while standing there!" Jinshan was interrupted by a stick. He threw away the wooden handle, insisted on breaking the rake, grabbed it angrily, and the long rake teeth were filled with cold light.

As soon as Sha Danyuan got up, he was hit on his thigh by Ye Wen and fell out. The steel axe on his hand flew into the pile of cotton wool. He grinned in pain after covering his thighs. He got up several times and fell down again.

Kingsoft looked at Ye Wen alone, and attacked fiercely for a moment, intending to get close to him to facilitate short-sized rake attacks.

Ip Man swept his long stick and asked Jinshan to find a way to retreat, then hit Jinshan's right ear with an unstable center of gravity.

Kingsoft fell out suddenly and crashed into a pile of cotton wool.

The bandits recovered their power of movement at this time and surrounded them together.

Bao Hui looked at it and saw that the martial arts value that Kingsoft had been found had dropped by nearly half.

"Kingsoft Find: Level: Civilian, Martial Power Value 21 points (physical fitness: 6/36 points, North Road Flash Legs: 1o/4o points, Absolute Tiger Claw Hand: 5/4o points, Five Tiger Sword Technique: o/6o points...)..."

Jinshan struggled to get up, turned around dizzyly, and staggered by Ye Wen directly. Suddenly, he saw Ye Wen squintedly, and was stunned, half-bearing his waist and fixed on the spot. Seeing Ye Wen ignored him, he immediately ran away with a group of bandits...

Everyone in the cotton factory cheered...

"Awen, this is Ah Hui, he is an intellectual young man!" Zhou Qingquan introduced with a smile.

"Good luck! Ah Hui, we meet again! Thank you last time." Ip Man bowed.

"Master Ye is polite. They are all Chinese children and must support each other." Bao Hui also bowed: "If all of us united, how could the Japanese invade China and enslave our people?"

"Yes..." Zhou Qingquan sighed, and everyone fell silent.

"Uncle, please teach us martial arts so that we will not be afraid of those bandits. Next time you are away, we will have a certain amount of self-protection power!" Zhou Guangyao took Ye Wen's hand and begged.

Immediately, Uncle Fu and other young people begged Ip Man to teach Kung Fu.

"...Okay!" After thinking for a long time, Ip Man agreed.

Bao Hui was also very happy. This is a rare opportunity to learn boxing from a generation of masters!

Wing Chun Fist is one of the southern fist in Chinese boxing. The content of this box mainly includes three sets of fists, Xiaomin Head, Biaozi and Xunqiao. The above, middle and lower three-handed hands are the basic movements. The body shape requires the crotch protection, the shoulder sinking, the arms down, the fist clasping, and the chest protection. The main hand shapes include phoenix eye fist, willow leaf palm, etc. The main techniques include squashing hands, lifting hands, three-handed hands, left and right broken hands, sinking bridges, and sticky beats. The main steps include three-character horses, chasing horses, etc. In offense and defense, dodging, close body, urgency and tight hits, and the movements are agile, fast, and hard and soft.

Ip Man was inherited from Chen Huashun, the Wing Chun School in Foshan. In his original traditional martial arts teaching methods, he changed the original profound teaching methods, including martial arts routines and mental methods (scores) into simple and popular names of movements (such as stalls, palms, shangs, buries, shousings, chus, etc.), so that Wing Chun Fist taught Wing Chun to cotton factory in the most obvious and easy-to-understand way.

With systematic auxiliary memory and understanding, Bao Hui quickly learned all the stake routines of Wing Chun with Ye Wen.

"Host Bao Hui: Level: Civilian, force value 10 points (physical fitness: 4/5 points, Wing Chun 1o8 stud method: 6/50 points), merit value 41 points..."

The physical fitness is always 1 point poor.

However, Bao Hui saw that the potential value of physical fitness had quietly risen to 5 points, and was full of motivation. He practiced Wing Chun boxing diligently every day with sweating profusely.

On this day, Bao Hui was invited by Ip Man to visit his house.

"Ah Hui, I think your kung fu will not make much progress, so I will slow it down. Practicing kung fu requires moderate tension and relaxation, and excessive amounts will cause hidden dangers... Alas! The current season is not good, there is not enough nutritional supplements, and there is also enough medicinal materials to regulate... Practicing kung fu is very harmful to the body." Ye Wen looked at Bao Hui and sighed, "My inner man kept saying thank you. I happened to take this opportunity to say that I had dinner at home today, thank you very much."

"The master is still polite to me?" Bao Hui smiled and then agreed: "The relationship is good. The food made by Aunt San is getting less and less oily, and I always feel hungry..."

"Beware that Aunt Third heard you hit you!" Ip Man laughed and turned around and went out to instruct, "You must come tonight!"

"Don't worry, master, I'm stupid enough to go!" Bao Hui also wanted to meet the beautiful wife. As the saying goes, "Sexy meals are good. Eating with her, and eating delicious food while admiring the beautiful beauties will definitely be better than eating with Uncle Fu, Zhou Guangyao and others."

"Haha..., you kid, that's all agreed!" Ip Man happily went back to report his life.

Bao Hui finished work and handed over the accounts with Uncle Fu, and while it was still early, he hurried to the vegetable market in the Japanese expatriate area. He bought a lot of rice, grain, meat, vegetables, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, etc. for all the military tickets and banknotes on him, bought some good rouge, water, cosmetics for his beautiful teacher's wife, pulled a few pairs of high-quality cloths, and bought some practical pens, ink, paper, inkstone and books for his junior brother Ye Zhun, and spent almost the money on him.

He was really surprised by the purchasing power of the ocean these days.

Finally, he spent 2 yuan to hire a mule and horse cart and took it to the alley community of the senior translator of the Japanese military police department. He was so happy that the three coachmen worked hard for a long time before moving everything into Li Zhao's house.

"Come here, why are you doing so much? Don't do this next time!" Ip Man seemed very happy.

"The first time I came here, I was in a hurry and had no preparations, so I bought some vulgar things. I hope my master, my master's wife will not dislike you." After the recent months, Bao Hui respected this heroic master of boxing from the bottom of his heart. He was about to complete the task and leave. The money was really useless to stay on him.

"Okay, okay, okay! Your master is just right to use it." The beautiful master's wife bloomed in beauty, "The master's wife won't meet you, and will treat it as her own family in the future and come often."
Chapter completed!