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This time, Zhao Tianheng was rescued, of course, which made the relationship between Yi Jun and the Zhao family closer. Of course, Qingqing also proposed during this period, saying that he would return the position of head of the family to his father, and that this girl was indeed not enthusiastic about it.

Zhao Tianheng refused because he knew that he would live a low-key life in the future, so how could he show up frequently? Therefore, Qingqing still has to bear the position of the head of the family. Moreover, Zhao Tianheng is also very satisfied with Qingqing's current state. At least with the help and support of Yi Jun, the Zhao family has not experienced any twists and turns recently and is quickly recovering its vitality.

The reason was that although the Zhao family had almost lost all their money at that time, they had saved one thing - almost all the core except Zhao Tianheng!

People are the key to everything and the top priority. As long as there are people, there is a chance to make a comeback.

In the earth world, the two brothers of the Zhao family are still provincial leaders, lieutenant generals, and a large number of potential connections are still there; Zhao Ziyu is in full swing in southern Xinjiang and has a bright future. In the underground world, no one dares to attack the Zhao family anymore, because who doesn’t know that the young head of the Zhao family is Jun Ge’s woman? In the business world, under the control of Zhao Pusheng and the full help of Jiaolian, the Zhao family’s industry has also begun to get on track.

The Zhao family is still the second most popular among the first-tier families. But if they maintain such a development momentum, they may even enter the middle class in ten or eight years.

Therefore, everyone present was filled with joy. A reminiscence was indispensable. The Zhao brothers, Zhao Pusheng and others were of course grateful to Yi Jun and did not mention it.

Zhao Tianheng took a hot shower and took off all his fatigue and bad luck. After a beautiful sleep, several people held a small family dinner that night, and they would not return without getting drunk.

While Zhao Tianheng was resting, Chen Hutu pulled Yi Jun under the pavilion in the villa yard, and Yi Jun also had something to ask Chen Hutu.

Chen Hutu sat under the railing and said, "Yi Jun, I want to thank you again this time. But you probably know everything about Brother Tianheng's past, right?"

Since Zhao Tianheng has been asked to find the arms group, Yi Jun should of course know more.

Yi Jun nodded and smiled, "Well, he told me that you were seriously injured and saved by Uncle Tianheng back to China."

Chen Hutuna almost died in his last defeat, and was framed and hunted by his opponents again and again. As a result, Zhao Tianheng went through great difficulty to rescue him and finally brought him back to China with a smuggling ship.

Chen Hutu waved his hand and said, "No need to say that. I mean he smuggled arms. Since he told you, you should know that the other party is in a big way and you must be careful when doing this. I didn't want to participate in the underground world anymore, but it's related to Brother Tianheng's safety, so I thought I'd better accompany you to the United States. Of course, you can also watch the boxing match of Xiaolong. When you set off, call me."

"Okay!" Yi Jun laughed, "With you, the great god, I feel much more at ease."

"You kid has also learned to be hypocritical. At your current level, you still use me as an old man to protect me?" Chen Hutu smiled, "Of course, going back to the place where you fought when you were young can satisfy your long-cherished wish."

Yi Jun said: "It is probably a very happy thing to see his disciples get the title of King of Fighters again, right?"

Chen Hutu smiled and shook his head: "It's all just a fame. I can't get into the black boxing world in this life, and watching Xiaolong's boxing competition will only serve as an audience."

Yi Jun nodded, thought of what he wanted to ask, and said, "By the way, when you were fighting black boxing in the United States, did you ever meet an old master in the management of the black boxing, who came from China?"

Chen Hutu smiled: "In fact, the black fist has never cut off the Chinese masters, and there are many. Whether on the stage or on the management, there are. Be careful, otherwise who knows which one you are talking about."

Yi Jun roughly described it, which was the bald old man who taught the Thai boxing champion Mashou Mingwang.

"Old bald man? At least a master at the peak level of the master? He even... is proficient in "Yi Jin Jing" and the ancient version of "Bajiquan"?!" Even Chen Hutu was shocked, "Impossible?! Are you sure you weren't kidding?"

Yi Jun shook his head and thought to himself, is it necessary to joke about this?

Chen Hutu shook his head and murmured to himself: "Those who can refine the original version of the "Yi Jin Jing" must be the most core old monks at the highest level of Duolin Temple. However, those monks have no energy to learn "Bajiquan" outside? It is undeniable that ancient Bajiquan is good, but Duolin Temple has countless kung fu, and there are many similar top boxing techniques. Do those monks need to go far and wide?... Well, no matter what, I have never seen such a guy before, and it seems very interesting."

Chen Hutu's realm and his eyesight are naturally good. Although the ancient version of "Bajiquan" is very powerful, as a holy place for martial arts in the world, the masters in Duolin Temple cannot learn half of the kung fu in their entire lives, so there is no need to secretly learn external kung fu. Yi Jun himself also knew this, so he was in doubt and became more and more curious.

Chen Hutu thought for a while and said, "Of course, the Baji master from the outside world wants to go to Duolin Temple to study the "Yi Jin Jing". I'm afraid there is no chance. Oh, by the way, except for your change."

Well, this is also correct.

Finally, Chen Hutu said: "Or you can go to Duolin Temple to ask if there are any core monks who have left and disappeared over the years."

"No." Yi Jun shook his head with a wry smile, "I not only asked the current abbot of Duolin Temple, but also asked Shi Wutian, Shi Wutian and the Tongtian Sect Master, but several people shook their heads unanimously. They all said that they had left Duolin Temple who practiced the "Yijin Jing". There were only the Tongtian Sect Master in recent years, and there was no second one. Because there were only a handful of people who could practice the original "Yijin Jing", and they were all masters of the first level or above, so there was no need to check it out at all."

Chen Hutu shook his head and smiled: "That's a strange thing. There are all kinds of wonders in the world. Martial arts are deep and creeping tigers and hidden dragons. It seems that if you want to know this bald old guy, you really have to go to the American black fist to inquire. Well, even I want to know this strange guy. This level of old man in the black fist world is very interesting."

It seems that although Chen Hutu is no longer on stage, he is still very interested in that boxing world.

"Okay, then I'll ask you again. There's no need to worry about this matter, it's okay to put it aside." Yi Jun smiled and said, "I hope I can find out some clues recently, and then we can go to the United States in time."
Chapter completed!