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Chapter Ninety-Nine: Folk Martial Arts.


Cao Yi was right, although Wang Chao was awarded the rank of major.

But this rank is simply a blank check and has no use at all.

At most, you can increase the treatment, a few hundred yuan more per month, a thousand yuan more salary, fish, meat, fruits and other benefits during the New Year, reimbursement of public expenses for medical treatment, and so on.

Reimbursement of public expenses for medical treatment, in-kind payment during the New Year and holidays, and increased wages.

This is naturally a very good treatment for ordinary military cadres.

But now Wang Chao's own assets are hundreds of millions, and he is not short of money, what do you want those treatments for Lin Yanan himself is in the navy, and he has increased his rank, and he will have the opportunity to return to his position and grasp real power in the future, but Wang Chao can't.

"There's no way to do that, it's good to be able to confer a title, is it unrealistic that you still want him to hold a real job."

Zhou Liang sighed, "The air force rank is also a military rank, and when you retire when you are old in the future, you will also be guaranteed." ” "Do you think he will have the possibility of retiring in the future" Cao Yi looked at Zhou Liang with a strange expression.

Indeed, Wang Chao is fighting for life and death like this, and the chance of retiring for the elderly is only very small.

In Cao Yi and Zhou Liang's opinion, I am afraid that 99% of Wang Chao will die in the ring, where may there be a chance to retire in the future.

"That's the same, I'll make a report to the above to see if I can increase the treatment and give it more convenience."

Zhou Liang nodded, "It's not easy to fight life and death, and it's a little unreasonable to give an empty title, although we are a secret organization, but it is also an institution of the Military Commission, isn't it either a larger military rank, and it is not an exaggeration to be a major general." ” "Major generals are indeed not exaggerated, even those who sing a few songs casually in the art troupe are now with the rank of major general.

Hands-on combat is more difficult than lip-synching.

Cao Yi had a sneer on his face.

"Lao Cao, don't be nervous, we have to believe in the organization, everything will be fine, blood, sweat, and not in vain."

Zhou Liang patted Cao Yi on the shoulder, "In the second half of the year, you will be regularized and officially appointed as the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, the number one."

It will not be difficult to enter the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and the Ministry of Public Security of the Central Committee in a few years. ” "I don't care, the official is big, and he is not doing things for the country" Cao Yi said: "You can make a report."

If the report can't be done, let's go to Yanjing in person and find the old chief's hair to scratch it. ” Just when Cao Yi and Zhou Liang planned to increase the treatment for Wang Chao, Wang Chao had already reached a village called Hongcun in the Chaoshan area of Guangdong.

In an ordinary Santana car, Wang Chao and Zhu Jia sat in the back seat, and Lin Yanan sat in the cab and drove.

The car drove slowly along the country road, and the road was not bumpy or dusty, and it was very stable.

Because, it is all a one-color cement road.

As early as a few years ago, the country built a new socialist countryside, and the country roads were paved with cement roads.

Although these concrete roads are not wide, and they can barely pass agricultural vehicles, they are enough for small cars.

"This Hongcun is Zhang Wei's hometown, and almost everyone in the village can practice a few hands.

It is mainly to practice Hung Boxing, and there are also those who practice Wing Chun and Shaolin Changquan.

Among them, there are also some powerful martial artists, but they have all come out to compete in martial arts, so they may not be famous in the rivers and lakes. ” While driving, Lin Yanan explained the investigation information to Wang Chao.

"That's right, there are many folk practitioners, but there are very few people who dare to come out to fight black boxing, martial arts, and wander the rivers and lakes.

Wang Chao also said that this was the case. is not forced by life, lured by money, no martial artist is willing to come out and fight with blood every day.

"Zhang Wei has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years, and after making a name for himself, he washed his hands in a golden basin and took money to do business in Shantou, but he lost his capital, and was enveloped by Yike Group, and he was defeated in your hands, after his death, he was in debt, and I heard that his wife and children sold the original house and other properties and returned to their hometown in Hongcun."

In two or three days, Lin Yanan inquired about the situation clearly.

"Hey, if you're in trouble, just help.

That's exactly what I meant when I came this time, after all, Zhang Wei is also a respectable opponent.

It is not easy to practice boxing to his level.

Wang Chao looked at the scenery outside the car window and sighed.

"Although he jumped into the sea by himself and died, but the reason is still you, you are not afraid that his son will grow up, I am also practicing martial arts to seek revenge from you, I know a lot of martial arts stories, in a situation like yours, you should come to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, instead of sending kindness to help, if you are old in the future, you can't fight, his son is practicing martial arts, he is in the prime of life, and he challenges you to take revenge, what should you do" Lin Yanan's eyes passed through the reflective mirror, and while driving, she looked at Zhu Jia, who was leaning on Wang Chao's body with sleepy eyes.

These days, Zhu Jia always follows Wang Chao and is almost inseparable.

From Qingdao to Guangdong, I drove into the countryside again, and the road was bumpy.

In the end, her physique is not as good as Lin Yanan, Wang Chao is a good person who has practiced kung fu, but now she is a little tired, and she has slept with Wang Chao.

It was precisely because Zhu Jia fell asleep that Lin Yanan dared to talk to Wang Chao like this.

"Cut the grass and eradicate the roots" Wang Chao smiled, "Even if I want to, it is now a society under the rule of law, not the martial arts of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China." ” "Actually, with our identity, if you want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, it's not a big deal, you can just fool the past, it's not a big problem."

Lin Yanan had a hint of temptation on her face, and a mysterious smile.

"No matter how much I am a boxer who can hold my breath, I can't do anything to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

You want to tempt me, don't" Wang Chao raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"What temptation" Zhu Jia's ears moved, her eyes were hazy, and she got up.

"It's time to Hongcun" Lin Yanan braked sharply and immediately interrupted the words.

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When the three of them got out of the car, they saw the village with a sparkling pond, a small stream meandering through it, and houses standing beside the woods and hills.

The creek that surrounds the village has built a stone bridge in the middle of the houses, and on both sides of the stone bridge are huge banyan trees, whose rhizomes sink deep into the stream, developing a small banyan forest.

Under the tree, there are people in twos and threes, either playing cards or shaking a fan to enjoy the coolness.

When Wang Chao first arrived in Qingdao, it was March, and now a long time has passed, and it is June in summer.

"Hi, hi, hi" The voice came, mixed with the sound of the iron ring crashing, Wang Chao and the three of them followed the sound and looked over, and found that under the banyan tree at the other end of the bridge, there were four or five young people standing, with horse steps, wearing a row of steel rings on their two arms, punching and punching.

Every time you exert your strength, the steel ring on your arm hits and it makes a clanging sound.

These young people are steady, punching firmly, and vigorous.

Apparently there is already a foundation.

Wang Chao saw rows of steel rings on their arms, and knew that this was the bridge hand in the practice of Hong Boxing, also known as Iron Wire Boxing.

Use steel rings on the arms to exercise the muscles and bones, and over time, the two arms will be trained into a pair of steel and iron bones.

Next to the four or five young people, there were two middle-aged people, both of whom were black-bearded elders, who looked very martial artists.

Wang Chao saw from afar that these two middle-aged men with long black beards had bulging temples and strong skeletal muscles all over their bodies, and one of them was wearing a black smock with centipede buttons, his hair was bulging, and he erected a jiji in the center of the Tianling cover, and he was also inserted with a hairpin, obviously dressed as a Taoist priest.

"Let's go, go and ask."

Knowing that martial arts are prevalent in Hongcun, Zhang Wei is a great martial artist from Hongcun, and he is famous, and those who practice martial arts should not know where his home is.

Lin Yanan drove the car across the bridge and stopped not far from where those few people were practicing martial arts.

The Taoist priest and the middle-aged martial artist had already noticed the movement, and watched Wang Chao and the three of them get out of the car.

"Practice well, keep up with your eyes, don't look around, concentrate" Lin Yanan and Zhu Jia both have elegant temperaments and beautiful faces.

When the young people who practiced the exercises saw two beautiful women coming over, they couldn't help but be distracted, and their eyes kept glancing this way.

The middle-aged martial artist immediately scolded harshly.

"May I ask this master, is Master Zhang Wei's hometown here?"

Lin Yanan stepped forward to ask the middle-aged martial artist.

"What are you looking for Zhang Wei's hometown" As soon as he heard the word Zhang Wei, the middle-aged martial artist's face changed suddenly, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked Lin Yanan up and down.

"You're also a practitioner.

What are you looking for Zhang Wei for?"

The man dressed as a Taoist priest asked again.

With a sudden change, several young people who practiced boxing also automatically stopped their hands and feet, and looked at Wang Chao and the three of them with cold eyes.

"I'm a friend of Master Zhang Wei, and when I heard that something happened to him, I came to see his family to see if there was anything I could do to help."

Lin Yanan's martial arts only practiced Ming Jin to the top, and the Taoist priest could see at a glance that he was a practitioner.

However, Wang Chao's martial arts have been practiced to the master realm of muscles and bones, thunder sounds, internal and external harmony, yin and yang blending, and strength penetrating the five internal organs.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see that he is a practitioner.

The strength in the muscles and bones penetrates into the internal organs.

You can't see it from the outside.

"Zhang Wei's friends, I know Zhang Wei's friends, why haven't I seen you" The middle-aged martial artist's tone was very unkind.

"Dare to ask who you are" Lin Yanan also frowned.

"I'm his senior brother, Liang Zhengwen."

The middle-aged martial artist stretched out his fingers slightly, and his knuckles immediately crackled: "Young man, who are you who you are." ” "Liang Zhengwen, I have only read the information, and I know that Zhang Wei has learned boxing from Liang Chong, the descendant of authentic Wing Chun, since he was a child, this Liang Zhengwen is obviously Liang Chong's son and descendant" Wang Chao turned his head and remembered Zhang Wei's information.

The husband of Yan Wing Chun, the founder of Wing Chun, is Liang Botao, and later Ryazan in Foshan, and is the martial arts master of Guangdong martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, following Huang Feihong, surnamed Liang in Guangdong, a large part of which is Wing Chun authentic.

Wing Chun integrates some boxing techniques such as Hung Boxing, Southern Shaolin Luohan Changquan, etc., which will be Wing Chun and Hung Boxing.

A lot of them are connected.

"This Liang Zhengwen is Zhang Wei's senior brother, but he doesn't go out in the martial arts world, and obviously he doesn't go out to compete in black boxing."

There are many folk masters, and after all, there are a few who are famous, and those who are famous may not be able to beat the famous.

Just like back then, Sun Lutang talked about folk masters: Du Xinwu does not go out of the mountain, who knows who the master of Xu Dwarf Dong Haichuan is "You're here to find his family.

It's a pity that Bai came, his wife and children all went abroad.

The Taoist priest's eyebrows were very long, one straight and one up.

"Went abroad" Wang Chao was slightly taken aback, and then relieved.

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He and Zhang Wei are just opponents, this time, that is, in a sympathetic heart, to help his family, since he went abroad, it will be forgotten. and Lin Yanan made a look, "Let's go" Just as Wang Chao was about to turn around and leave, he heard Liang Zhengwen shout: "Wait." ” "Master Liang, what's the matter" Lin Yanan turned around.

"Who the hell are you Zhang Wei is my junior brother, and I know me very well, I don't know that they have your three young friends, it's not that I'm suspicious, it's really my junior brother who has been boxing for many years, and there are many enemies, so I have to ask clearly."

Liang Zhengwen explained in a tone, but there was no ease in his expression.

"We learned kung fu from Master Zhang, and this time I heard that something happened to him," Lin Yanan said.

"Nonsense, when you walk, the elbow joints of your arms are slightly bent inward and outward, and you clearly practice the kung fu of the eight poles to fix the elbow and wrap the elbow, and there is a school of Wing Chun Hung Boxing, White Crane Gate, and Southern Boxing, and you will not practice such an effect when you practice bridge arm strength."

The Taoist priest's eyes were sharp, and he could see the clue at once.

To be continued: