The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

   When Li Er heard Chu Yupu's name, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he said quickly, "I..."

"Snapped!"

Zhou Hexuan slapped him in the face again, turned Li Er's body around half a circle, and was beaten back when he said anything he said, and scolded him sharply: "What am I! When I taught people, I dared to talk back. Begging for a beating. ?"

   Li Er covered his face and cried, "Master Jun, wrong..."

"Snapped!"

   Zhou Hexuan made persistent efforts to slap the other half of the opponent's face, and this time the pattern was finally symmetrical. He shouted: "What's wrong! Can you afford to waste Lao Tzu's time and miss a major military situation?"

   After being slapped three times in a row, Li Er only felt dizzy and stared at the stars, and he was already in a state of confusion. He didn't even know that his nose was bleeding, so he cried loudly, "Grandpa, please stop beating, grandson knows it's wrong."

   "Fuck your grandma, I don't have such a useless grandson like you!"

   Zhou Hexuan raised his foot and kicked Li Er upside down, clutching his stomach and screaming in pain.

   "Hahahahaha!"

   Seeing Li Er's bear-like appearance, the onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter——

   "Fight well!"

   "Kill this **** to death."

   "Good palm technique, isn't it eighteen palms for subduing the dragon?"

   "The kick just now was probably from the whirlwind sweeping leg of Peach Blossom Island.

   "The military lord is mighty, and the dragon swings its tail!"

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  Good guy, it's not too big of a deal to watch the fun, each one is more vigorous than the other, and even the moves in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" have come out. Fortunately, they only knew that the author of the novel was named Jin Yong, otherwise when they heard Zhou Hexuan's name, it was estimated that some people would kowtow to the teacher on the spot.

  Li Xiangji's eyes widened, he didn't expect the usually gentle and polite elder brother Zhou to fight so fiercely.

  Li Shoumin couldn't help laughing too, and joked: "Brother Hexuan is really amazing, he has the essence of fox and tiger prestige and bullying."

   "My belly is full of bad water!" Meng Xiaodong pursed his lips and snickered, that guy acted more like a big bad guy than a gangster, but it was enough to relieve his anger.

  Li Shuanzhu was in awe, thinking that Mr. Zhou is really skilled, and he beats people so well.

  The police and other gangsters were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, because Zhou Hexuan's aura was too strong, and with the great reputation of Chu Shuai, they didn't even dare to have the idea of ​​running away.

   Zhou Hexuan walked over to Li Er, squatted down and asked with a smile, "What else do you want to say?"

  Li Er was so frightened that he shivered. He wanted to beg for mercy but was afraid of being beaten again, so he could only keep crying and laughing. Thanks to his rich emotions, he can make two diametrically opposite expressions of crying and laughing at the same time, and he also plays it so harmoniously and naturally, it is a shame not to make a movie.

   "Tell me how to solve this problem today." Zhou Hexuan asked softly.

  Li Er hesitated, but still dared not speak.

   "Speak!" Zhou Hexuan's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted violently for no reason.

   "Wow... woo woo woo..."

  Li Er was so frightened that he cried, a big man, crying heart-to-heart in front of the crowd.

   Zhou Hexuan touched his face and said to himself, "Am I that scary? I can actually make people cry."

   "Master Jun, I was wrong. You don't remember the villain's deeds, so treat me like a fart!" Li Er suddenly hugged Zhou Hexuan's thigh, wailing with snot and tears. This fellow was beaten until his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his nose was flowing, his mouth was full of blood, what a terrible word.

   Zhou Hexuan kicked him away in disgust: "God, don't get my pants dirty."

Li Er crawled all over the ground to retrieve the scattered copper plates, took out all the belongings in his pocket, knelt down in front of the two performers and said, "Two masters, please help me with a good word, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

   The busker was a little overwhelmed, and was stunned for a few seconds. One of them took dozens of copper plates and returned the rest to Li Er and said, "It's not your money, you don't want it."

   "I want it, I want it, this is the soup and medicine fee for the two masters." Li Er kowtowed again and again, for fear that the entertainer would not accept the money.

   Zhou Hexuan said, "Take it."

  The businessman accepted it hesitantly, clasped his fists and said, "This gentleman, thank you very much for your kindness. My name is Sun Yongzhen, this is my brother Sun Yonghao. I will send you if I have something to do in the future!"

   "The two strong men are polite, it's just a gesture of effort," Zhou Hexuan took Sun Yongzhen's hand and smiled like a spring breeze, "Let's go, go to the medical center to see the injury first."

  Sun Yongzhen wanted to resign, but was dragged away by Zhou Hexuan. His younger brother Sun Yonghao was very happy. He felt that he had met a nobleman, so he quickly packed up and followed with a red spear.

  Li Shoumin smiled helplessly, and said to Li Xiangji and Meng Xiaodong, "Let's go and have a look."

   When the group of them walked out of the way, the gangsters and the police dispersed, and Li Er was even more eager for his mother to give him an extra leg.

  All the parties involved have left, but the spectators still feel that they are still unfinished. They are discussing the wonderful plot just now. Going back is another good talk. They can talk to the neighbors for half a month.

  The brothers of the Sun family have rough skin and thick flesh, and all suffered from skin trauma, so a simple bandage would be fine.

   Zhou Hexuan was the host, and he found a high-end restaurant called Guangshenglou. There was a table full of good wine and meat. He raised his glass boldly and said, "Today is a good day. Not only was I fortunate enough to get to know Dong Huang Meng and everyone, but I also met two strong men. Come, everyone, drink this cup!"

   "Okay, let's do it!" Li Shuanzhu was the most direct, and took a sip with his neck up.

  Meng Xiaodong picked up the wine glass and said generously: "Several brothers, forgive me, little sister is not good at drinking, so I can only taste it."

   "No problem." Zhou Hexuan said.

  Sun Yongzhen pulled his brother up, drank a glass and filled it up, and said gratefully: "Sir, brothers, toast to you!"

   "It's easy to say, everyone will be friends in the future!" Zhou Hexuan laughed.

   Those who practice martial arts are not popular these days. The so-called loyal heroes are only for the benefactor. Whoever treats them well, they will work hard for them, be loyal at the cost of their lives, and help the Zhou Dynasty and do not feel that there is anything wrong.

   As for the bottom line of a warrior, it is probably not a traitor.

   For a super expert like Huo Diange, Puyi only needs to be a corporal, and then sprinkle a lot of money to get his swearing allegiance. Later, Puyi became the puppet emperor of the puppet Manchukuo, and Huo Diange followed him all the time.

  Li Shoumin was very interested in the martial arts of the Sun brothers and asked, "What kind of boxing did you two use just now?"

  Sun Yongzhen said: "Ermen are the fourth generation disciples of Che's Xingyiquan."

   "It turned out to be the disciple of the old Mr. Shenquan Che, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Li Shoumin clasped his fists and smiled, he actually knew a lot about the rivers and lakes.

   Shenquan Che Yizhai, the founder of Che's Xingyiquan, also known as the strange man Che Er, a generation of masters in the martial arts world. In later generations, many people may not know Mr. Che Er, but he has a famous junior brother, Guo Yunshen, who beat the world with a half-step collapse.