Chapter 172: Foshan falls

"Master Jin, are you okay?" Until now, Ip Man still has no blushing face and doesn't even sweat. He just like taking high-calcium tablets. After kicking Jinshan to the ground, he still has the leisure to ask if there is anything wrong with him. Obviously, Ip Man has no effort to deal with Jinshan.

On the other hand, Jinshan searched for it much more miserable, and her face was swollen and almost caught up with Liao Yuanzhi. The most important thing was that I just asked Ye Wen to kick a dog and eat shit. After trying to change the energy, I stood up and started to rush towards Ye Wen.

This Jinshan was obviously beaten up by Ip Man. No matter how moral or immoral the warriors were, he picked up the knife in his younger brother's hand and planned to attack Ip Man.

Ye Wen had already seen the little move of Kingsoft searching. When Kingsoft searching for a knife in his hand, Ye Wen's body had already leaned down and he sided slightly and avoided the tip of the Kingsoft searching for the knife.

Kingsoft found a big blade in his hand, and he was more confident. After seeing Ye Wen avoiding his sneak attack, he continued to chop. However, because Kingsoft had been confused, the layout of this knife was strong, but it was less agile when he competed with Zhou Tian before. Therefore, after this random chop, he didn't even touch a single hair of Ye Wen. Instead, he almost asked Ye Wen to take off his knife several times.

Of course, Ip Man wouldn't look at Kingsoft to ask for a big blade to greet him. Although it seems simple to grab a blade with empty hands, and he almost succeeded several times, it was not so easy to complete after Kingsoft was looking for attention. So the unarmed Ip Man had to find a weapon. While Ip Man was thinking about what weapon to use, he happened to see a feather duster inserted in the vase next to him. It was it. Last night, my wife beat me with this thing...

Ip Man, holding a feather duster, suddenly felt a sense of serf singing. Humph, Jinshan, let you also taste the feeling of being beaten by a feather duster...

So the peak battle between feather duster and big blade began.

"That's how my wife beat me yesterday..." Ip Man blocked the big blade that Jinshan looked for, and then slid with the flow, just behind the butt that Jinshan looked for. Then he heard a "pop" sound, and Jinshan looked for covering his butt and missing his mother in a foreign land.

After Ip Man finished this fight, he seemed to be addicted. The one who was sucking the feathers was called ruthless. In the end, all the feathers were sucked away. Jinshan was sucked at this time, and the face was covered with red marks. He knew that this was a martial arts competition, but he thought that if he didn't know...

"Ah..." Jinshan, who was pulled a little bit of backlash, was completely furious. From childhood to adulthood, except for the miserable attack of his mother when he was taking a bath when he was a child, Jinshan had never been insulted like this. So Jinshan was furious and found a move even more fiercely. He went to Ye Wen's head, but Ye Wen was obviously not afraid of life. Seeing that Jinshan was angry, he only smiled slightly and also increased the frequency of attacks. When Jinshan was holding a big blade to his eyes, he suddenly turned sideways and tugged on the hand of Jinshan's search.

The Jinshan was furious, but it did not mean that the feather duster would not hurt when it was thrusting on his hands. When he felt pain, he loosened his hand and the big blade slid down from his hand. At this time, Ip Man just kicked the big movie and kicked it away.

"I have the style of a Shenglong Baba in Lushan." When I was kicked by Ip Man, the big blade was like the bench that Zhou Tian hadn't swung for a long time. He turned around and inserted it into the gate of Ip Man's house. At the same time, Ip Man's feather duster was already pressed against the neck of Kingsoft.

"How about Master Jin? My kung fu is OK." Ip Man's feather duster lowered Jinshan's neck and walked forward a few steps, smiling.

"Needless to say, the Northern Fist was defeated by the Southern Fist today." Jinshan looked for a stammering his neck, but did not dare to move around. He grunted twice and said something.

"You were wrong..." Ip Man shook his head lightly, put down the feather duster in his hand, and said, "This is not a problem with the boxing techniques of the north and south, it is your problem. Fist is good, but you can't practice it yet." If my wife came to slap you, it would be much more cruel than this, and I wouldn't be able to practice this feather duster...

The police officer Li Dafen, who had been peeking outside, saw that the two of them had finished competing, so he opened the door. As the party who failed, Jinshan Search naturally walked away in shame under the sarcasm of everyone.

"Master Zhou, aren't you with them?" Ye Wen looked at Jinshan who had gone away in disgrace, and then asked Zhou Tian, ​​who was studying the porcelain of Ip Man family, on the side.

"No, no..." Zhou Tian glanced at the feather duster in Ye Wen's hand and quickly said, "Hehe, I'm just here to watch the fun. In order to watch Master Ye's Wing Chun Fist up close, I pretended to be the little brother I was looking for in Jinshan. Master Ye shouldn't be angry."

Hearing Zhou Tian’s explanation, Ip Man shook his head and smiled, not saying anything more. At this time, after he finished swearing at the door, police officer Liu Dapian and others who were looking for Kingsoft rushed over and flattered Ip Man.

"Master Ye is a good example."

"You let us know a sigh of relief for Foshan."

"You are the hero of our Foshan."

"Master Ye, I want to marry your daughter to you..."

Amid the praises of the crowd, Ip Man seemed very calm, but he kept saying that it was because of luck and had no airs at all. After bowing to everyone, he went back to the inner room to coax his wife who had just gotten angry. Of course, when he left, he stuffed a feather duster into the mouth of Liu Dapian, who was still slapped the horses continuously. He didn't dare to see his wife with a feather duster, and what should she do if she snatched her...

Seeing that Ip Man was so low-key and had already returned to the house, it was not easy to disturb others. So these people aimed at the only panoramic viewer at the scene when Ip Man beat Jinshan to find him, and insisted that Zhou Tian talk about the process of the two of them. At this time, Zhou Tian, ​​who was about to stuff a palm-sized vase into the Qiankun Ruyi bag, had to use the Qiankun Ruyi bag as a rag to help the Ip Man family wipe the table, and explained the whole process in detail to everyone. With Zhou Tian vivid and integrated with the interpretation of Shandong Kuaishu, Ip Man's prestige has been raised to an unattainable level - at least there is no need to spend money on daily necessities in the future, and even if there is a truck, it can be filled with it.

After searching for Kingsoft, the days became calm. Wuguan Street still remained as lively as before. However, people talked more about Ip Man and Wing Chun, and there was no idea who heard that Ip Man was going to open a martial arts school, so the whole Foshan was shocked. However, the protagonist of this news, Ip Man knew nothing about it. In Ip Man's confusion, the "Ip Man Martial Arts School incident" was left unresolved. In this way, the whole Foshan calmed down again...

On July 4, 1937, the sun was sunny and the scorching sun was baking Foshan. Except for the playful children, the others seemed a little listless, drooping their eyelids, and gasping in the cool place at the door of their homes. In this weather, the apprentices of the martial arts school did not practice, but sat around their masters and listened to their master's great achievements that swept across the country, calm and peaceful...

On July 5, 1937, sunny. The sun was still so hot. Under the direct sunlight, the whole Foshan became quiet. There were no children playing on the street. The masters and apprentices of Wuguan Street were not as happy as they listened to the story yesterday. They each put their hand towel on their heads, waiting for the heat to fade away. However, the heat continued. Even at night, the cracked ground was squirting out the fiery breath, just like a dying giant exhaling his last breath of vitality...

On July 6, 1937, it was cloudy and windy. Although the sun was hidden behind the dark clouds, the heat did not fade away at all, but instead seemed even more stuffy under the suppression of the low dark clouds. The entire Foshan was shrouded in a hazy tide. Even if he sat at home and did not move, the sweat still couldn't stop flowing down from his body. At this moment, Zhou Tian stood with his head raised and stood in the middle of the yard of the martial arts hall, looking up at the somewhat dim sky.

"It's going to rain heavily for Master Zhou." Liao Yuanzhi walked out of the house with his shirtless eyes, handed Zhou Tian a pot of herbal tea, and said to the sky.

"Yes, it's going to rain heavily..." Zhou Tian took the herbal tea from Liao Yuanzhi's hand, took a sip, and murmured with bitterness...

On July 7, 1937, the Lugou Bridge incident broke out! The Japanese army invaded China in a large-scale manner, causing the Chinese people to live in poverty and starve all over the world...

From this moment on, the world in Zhou Tian’s eyes was played quickly like an accelerated movie. At the beginning, the Japanese invasion of China did not bring changes to Foshan’s life. Only a few students conducted demonstrations and marchs. In addition to the rising prices, the people of Foshan still lived a ignorant life. The masters on Wuguan Street were still teaching boxing, the teahouses in Wuchilin were still open again, and the children on the street were still playing carefree...

Until the first group of refugees in the north appeared in Foshan, the wailings of those refugees did not cause much shock to Foshan. The impact was far less than that of a newly opened brothel. However, the Japanese tanks that followed shredded the entire Foshan. The wealthy people who had not knocked the eyes of those refugees who had escaped from the north became members of the refugees under the bombardment of Japanese cannon guns.
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