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In Foshan, the most famous playground is the Gonghe Building in Yingshazui, which is full of gold, so this Gonghe Building is also called the Golden Building by the locals.

Today, Gong Baosen, president of the Chinese Warrior Association, held a retirement ceremony here. People from all walks of life who came to watch the ceremony had gathered inside and outside the Golden Tower.

Gong Baosen sat upright in the front of the entire third floor, and the most conspicuous main seat. In front of him, the North and South Boxers sat on the left and right seats, while his apprentice Ma San stood behind him with his hands down.

After all, Jinlou is a hall. At this time, these North and South boxers all have girls from Jinlou around them, and they toast with vegetables, making them look like a romantic scene.

Gong Baosen closed his eyes and suddenly stretched out his fingers to clean his ears. The scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone knew that this was the old master who thought it was noisy or had something to say.

Sure enough, when the scene calmed down, Gong Baosen spoke:

"In my life, I have only done three things, merged the Xingyi Sect and the Bagua Sect, and was in charge of the Chinese Warrior Association, joined forces with more than a dozen sects including Tongbei, Cannon Hammer, Tai Chi, Yan Qing, etc., and finally formed a

Northern boxers went south to pass on their skills..."

"In the 18th year of the Republic of China, the Five Tigers went to Jiangnan. It was Mr. Li Renchao and I who negotiated in this golden building. I am old and the newcomer is going to make a comeback. My retirement ceremony was held in the north. This time, the Mengjing Martial Arts Association

The invitation, I will hold it here again, to say goodbye to the old buddies and comrades in the south."

Gong Baosen said this, and pointed to the apprentice behind him with the folding fan in his hand, and introduced to the martial arts colleagues present:

"The one who works with me in Northeast China is my eldest apprentice Ma San. He has taken over my class. You can help you take care of him in the future!"

At this time, both the Southern and Northern sects applauded with great shame, and Ma San bowed to the left and right with a arrogant look.

Gong Baosen continued: "I originally wanted to do the last thing, which was to pass on the southern fist in the north, but unfortunately I had no time, so at this retreat ceremony, I wanted to work with me, if it was a

You are a boxer in the South School. Of course, you all have to agree with this candidate. Choose one!"

After he said that, he got up and left. When these southern boxers selected candidates, he would compete in the Golden Tower tomorrow.

But at this moment, at the table at the end of the seat, someone suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"Mr. Gong, please wait. Can you pay off your debt before you retire?"

Gong Baosen paused, and at the same time, everyone on the third floor looked at the speaker.

All the boxers present were basically wearing long and short jackets or strong suits, and they could only stand up and call out to this person, wearing suits and costumes, which seemed out of place with the boxers in the Golden Tower, and formed a sharp contrast, so this person was

It was also a more eye-catching one.

And at this time it became the focus of everyone's attention.

This person is Hua Shier. He chose to come out to collect debts at this time, in order to force Gong Baosen, or the entire Gong family to Liangshan, so that they could not say the word "no".

Before Gong Baosen could speak, Ma San and a group of disciples of the Bagua Sect stopped doing it. At the same time, Ma San even shouted:

"You dare to come and seek revenge when the old man washes his hands in a golden basin, and you will also seek death!"

He said that as he took a step, it was eight or nine meters away. He instantly arrived in front of Hua Shier, raised his hand and punched the Xingyi Cannon Fist, and blew out a bang and bombarded him like thunder.

"stop!"

The person who spoke was Gong Baosen. His voice was not loud, but it was better than anything else. Ma San's fist was stopping half a foot in front of Hua Shier, and the fist wind was howling like a strong wind swaying in the face.

Hua Shier didn't blink for a moment, and Gong Baosen praised: "Young man, so brave!"

After he finished praising him, he said coldly to Ma San: "The visitor is a guest. Always let others explain it clearly. Don't make people think that my gossip is unreasonable. Come back to me!"

Upon hearing this, Ma San stopped his fist and retreated behind Gong Baosen, lowered his head and said, "Master, Ma San knows that he is wrong!"

"Um!"

Gong Baosen is quite satisfied with this apprentice so far. He turned to look at Hua Shier and said aloud:

"There are five sects in the martial arts world, thirteen sects, and eighty-one sects. How dare you ask which sect this brother is, and what kind of hatred is he found?"

Speaking of which, Gong Baosen was also a little confused. Those who came to "collect debts" on the day of his retirement must be a great revenge on life and death. But seeing this man wearing a dress, gentle and gentle, without any murderous intention, he was a little confused.

Hua Shier bowed and smiled, "I'm just collecting debts, not seeking revenge. Our family has no grudges. The boy also knows that Meng Lang is today, but if you miss it today, you will retire from the world, so you have to wait for you here."

"Just collecting debt?"

Gong Baosen smiled: "Interesting, OK, in front of so many fellow martial arts practitioners, tell me, what debt I, Gong Baosen, owes you? Tell me, I, the gossip sect, will give you justice!"

Hua Shier was waiting for his words, and immediately took out the jokey engagement from his pocket, spread his hands and looked towards Gong Baosen:

"You always look up to you, look at this agreement, did you write it yourself?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, the North and South Boxers sitting on both sides turned to look, and when they saw what was written on the yellowed letter paper, they all felt speechless.

Although Gong Baosen is old, his national skills have entered the realm of transformation. Although he is seven or eight meters away, he can clearly see the handwriting on the letter paper. His previous memories also emerge, and his face immediately looks bad.

Then, asked:

"You are Hua Zhenshan's son, and your father is still alive?"

Hua Shier had a black line. When he passed by Ding Lianshan, he didn't think the other party was saying anything good, but he could only answer: "My father is in Hong Kong Island, and his health is still good!"

Sure enough, Gong Baosen sighed deeply when he heard this. Although he didn't say it in front of so many people, judging from his meaning, it was obviously He Ding Lianshan's idea. What a pity...

Hua Shier stepped forward and handed the IOU engagement contract to Gong Baosen. After he took it, he asked:

"My father asked me to ask you, what you said, is it still worth making this agreement?"

Everyone present was embarrassed by Gong Baosen's situation. Please admit it. This was something that was a joke when he was a child. If he didn't, he came to the door with the promise you wrote in person. He was really embarrassed.

More importantly, everyone knows that the engagement a few days ago between Miss Gong Er and her family, isn’t it a woman? No matter how you choose, Mr. Gong has to step on his shit. Today, this matter is full of stocks.

Disgusting spirit.

Ma San glared at his eyes, and murderous intent appeared on his body. He took out a silver note from his pocket, and threw it directly on Hua Shier with the power of Xingyiquan a few meters away:

"It's just twenty taels of silver. I will pay you a hundred dollars in a bait, and I will never owe you from now on!"

Hua Shier didn't even accept it, and let the silver bill fall slowly in front of him. When the silver bill landed, he smiled calmly and said:

"My family lent one tael of silver, and the interest collected at the end of the year can open a money house. If you lent these twenty taels of silver for forty or fifty years, you can't pay it back even if you lose everything!"

The people around melons were so sad that they heard this. The feelings were so bad that they were loan sharks.

Ma San was almost furious. If it weren't for his master, he would have killed this kid if he really wanted to go there. He held back his anger and asked for his master:

"What do you want?"

Hua Shier stopped his smile and bowed to Gong Baosen: "My father said that, I want you to say something about Uncle Baosen, you want to say that the thing you wrote back then is not enough, I will turn around and leave!"

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Chapter completed!