"I am the curator of the Laoshan Neijia Pavilion. You want to discuss revenge for Duan Guochao. You don't need to waste your travel expenses to go to Shandong. I am right in front of you right now. Those who want to avenge come directly!"
Wang Chao looked up at the sign on the door, then strode into the large office, shaking his body slightly.
Every time he took a step, he used his cannon fist to recoil, and the whole floor shook slightly like an earthquake.
After four or five steps in a row, Wang Chao's strength was extremely even. The front shock was not flattened, and the back shock was repeated, just like a tide surging in a great river, which finally caused the floor to resonate.
Because of the resonance, the swing of the floor is getting bigger and bigger. Some people's water cups on the table are jumping, knocking, knocking, and moving. The scene is very scary.
Immediately, all the noises in the entire big office fell silent, and a needle could be heard quietly.
After Wang Chao finished speaking, he stopped, and the shock subsided afterward.
He looked around the surroundings with his eyes and said, "How about it, did someone come directly to me for revenge?"
No one answered, because Wang Chao just came in, and the momentum was too strong.
He used the recoil of his Pao Fist to shock the ground, and every step he took seemed to give people an aura of earth-shattering.
The sky will collapse before me.
and the earth will be split before me.
The invincible strength and aura of a boxing master were all displayed on him at once.
Fighting is the most important thing. Before the Japanese fight, they deliberately speak out the weakness of the opponent's boxing in order to disintegrate the enemy's fighting spirit. Although Wang Chao doesn't learn from Japanese fighting, he is also a master of deep understanding of momentum changes.
As soon as he entered the 18th Office of the National Security Bureau and heard those people chattering outside the office, Wang Chao felt that the matter was really tricky. If you use extraordinary means to deter them, it is inevitable that other things will not happen.
This is other people's territory, if the attitude is weak, others will push forward and be aggressive, and if you are not careful, you will beat people to death and maim them, then things will be very difficult to handle.
"Why, is there no one here?" Wang Chao's eyes swept around again, and his not tall figure showed a powerful and aggressive aura.
"You, what do you want to do?" After asking three times in a row, the closest female member suddenly stood up, pressed her hand on her waist, her eyes flashed with vigilance, and her body suddenly collapsed. nervous.
At this moment, only the sound of brushing and brushing was heard, and the thirty or forty national security members present stretched their hands to their waists or pockets. Obviously, it was a subterranean touch for a gun.
"I'm here today to see your director." Wang Chao eased his face, smiled, and breathed away, and suddenly he was as warm and moist as spring wind and rain.
All of a sudden, this big office was like a battlefield, and the chilling atmosphere that was about to explode suddenly relaxed.
Wang Chao is like an extremely clever show host, who can suppress the atmosphere of a scene at any time, and can also adjust the atmosphere to a climax.
"Our Director Ma has something to go out." The female member who spoke was suddenly stared at by Wang Chao, feeling a little uncomfortable. His whole body collapsed tightly, and the thin fragrant sweat faintly emerged from his forehead.
"Where did you go?"
"Yiquan Gym. No. 750, Yongdingmen Road." The female member was so far away from Wang Chao that she couldn't help answering, caught by the aura.
"Well, you are busy, I will go directly to Director Ma." Wang Chao knew that some files of himself and Lin Yanan were kept secret, and only the Director had the right to release them. The King of Hades is easy to see, but the kid is hard to deal with. He is too lazy to argue with these members. Too much talk makes enemies, too much talk leads to loss.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chao turned around and left, and disappeared out of the office door in an instant.
As soon as Wang Chao left, the whole office was like an explosion. Complaints, exclamations, and the sound of patting the table rang out. These people are the elites of Guoan. Speaking out, quite a few of them were very ashamed.
"Yan Zhongwu, aren't you the third place in the martial arts competition assessment of the whole system this year? After Brother Duan died, you were also the one who screamed the most. You are going to Shandong to demolish his martial arts gym. Why didn't you say a word when he came in just now?"
At this moment, the female member who had just talked to Wang Chao yelled at a young man sitting on the right.
The face of this young man named Yan Zhongwu changed, and he rolled his eyes, "Brother Duan's skill, it's not that you don't know, I can only hold on to him for half a minute. If I was killed, even Shaolin didn’t take revenge. When I went up, I could only end up being killed and disabled. Besides, the momentum of this guy coming in just now was like an earthquake. Aren’t you all shocked? If this guy is an enemy, I He was definitely the first to shoot, but he is a member of the Military Commission, Chen Ke, Dong Ling, and they are still in confinement. How can they act rashly?"
"This guy is too strong, absolutely inhuman. It's better to meet him than to be famous, and it really wasn't for him. I once saw Igagen, the number one fighter in Japanese martial arts, from a distance, and his aura is somewhat similar to him." A tall, thin and sturdy man The member said, "Absolutely top experts, otherwise they wouldn't be drawn out by the Military Commission and placed in the front."
"Yeah, I haven't seen such a strong person. It's just a one-step humanoid Gundam Mecha. I doubt that if he takes a few more steps, this building will collapse." Another female member was terrified.
"Check, if this Guoan Building is trampled down, it would be a big joke. It must be a tofu project, and I don't know how much it has benefited from the contractor Jianzhou Company." A male member turned around and muttered, but the words were very It was quickly ignored by others.
"What do you think he went to meet our boss Ma? Boss Ma's younger brother Ma Hongjun is now a famous boxer in Southeast Asia. I heard that this guy is very famous in the martial arts circle in Southeast Asia. People say that Boss Ma is very powerful, but we have never I haven’t seen Boss Ma make a move, even when Brother Duan was around, he was very respectful to Boss Ma. Let’s go to Yiquan Gym.”
"Okay, let's go, let's go."
Just ten minutes after Wang Chao left, the members of the Eighteen Offices suddenly became agitated and rushed towards the door. Some tuned up several large cars in the garage, all got on them and drove away.
Almost all the members of the Eighteenth Office are young people under the age of thirty, even if they are older, they are only thirty-five, and they appear to be very energetic. It is much better than many government departments, which are lifeless and sun-drenched.
"Yiquan Research Association?" Just half an hour later, Wang Chao took a taxi to the location, looked up at a sign at the entrance, and walked in.
The venue of this Yiquan research club is not big, it seems to be expanded from several ordinary courtyards, the flower hall, stone locks placed on the ancient blue brick floor, a water tank, and a few scattered sandbags, in addition , also nailed a row of half-person-high plum blossom stakes, and a row of weapon racks, with several large poles inserted on the racks, and iron knives without sharp edges.
This martial arts gym seems very casual, unlike those karate and taekwondo venues, which are majestic and majestic, with people coming and going.
Wang Chao strolled in, only to see three or two middle-aged people, five or six old people on the steps of the courtyard pavilion, nailed to the ground with a few young people, standing with their arms around each other, as if they were hugging a big wax gourd, Seeing Wang Chao coming in, he ignored him.
"This is the Hunyuan pile, like a bear embracing a tree. It is a pile method that lasts for a long time, physical strength and spirit. These people have all got the essence of Xiongjing Niaoshen."
Wang Chao looked at the people at the "Hunyuan Pile" and nodded secretly.
If people who don't know how to look at it, they will only think that a few people are standing stupidly with empty arms.
But in the eyes of knowledgeable people, especially boxing masters like Wang Chao, these people's bodies are calm, like bears, their eyes are open and forward, and they are like flying eagles, especially the spine, waist and legs. Breathing, slight ups and downs, the soles of the heels seem to be sucking the ground.
"The breath of a real person is on the heel", "The old one breathes out the new, the bear learns the bird's spirit." The artistic conception contained in these two ancient classic Taoist health mantras is faintly reflected in these people who stand on the "Hunyuan pile" Reflected.
"This is a martial arts gym with real kung fu."
Wang Chao commented like this.
Walking in, passing through a door in a courtyard, Wang Chao heard voices coming from inside. Wang Chao looked over and saw two middle-aged men fighting each other in a larger green brick courtyard.
And there are seven or eight people sitting on wooden chairs, or standing and watching, and from time to time, they nod and express their opinions and opinions.
The moment Wang Chao walked to the door, everyone's ears twitched and their eyes looked this way.
"Excuse me, is Director Ma here?" Wang Chao clearly felt that these people were all kung fu masters, with deeply protruding temples, hard-covered bodies, and aged between thirty-five and fifty. Some celebrities and seniors.
"I am Ma Huajun, Director of the 18th Department of National Security. You are the curator of the Laoshan Neijia Boxing Gym, Lieutenant Colonel Wang Chao? Sure enough, the punches are young and strong, but the strike is a bit too ruthless. Young people, too murderous, it's nothing Good thing."
A middle-aged man who was practicing the trick saw Wang Chao speak, looked him up and down, and then took two steps forward, stabbing Wang Chao with a sharp light in his eyes.
Chief Ma was wearing plain clothes, a middle-aged man with a square face, his hands hanging down, not angry and arrogant. No wonder it can shock the group of young people in Guoan.
"Brother Ma, is this the young man who beat the Guochao to death?" The middle-aged man who was training against Ma Huajun had a slender body and a lean body, and he had a very menacing aura as soon as he spoke.
"What is the relationship between Ma Huajun... and Ma Hongjun, the great boxer of Hong Kong Yuxing Group? Are they brothers? They look alike."
As soon as Wang Chao saw Director Ma, he immediately thought of Ma Hongjun, a great boxer in Southeast Asia, nicknamed "Bronze Foot and Iron Hand".
Famous in Southeast Asia, the first-line big boxers who can fight now are Liu Jiajun from Taiwan, Ma Hongjun from Hong Kong, the Three Tigers from Guangdong, and Chen Aiyang from Singapore. Among them, Liu Jiajun, Ma Hongjun, and Chen Aiyang are more famous than the Guangdong Three Tigers, and their martial arts are obviously superior.
Ma Hongjun met Wang Chao when he competed with Zhang Wei on the oil tanker, and Ma Huajun, the director of the 18th Department of National Security, is actually very similar to Ma Hongjun, and their names are almost the same, obviously 80% of them are brothers.
"Director Ma, Master Ma Hongjun in Hong Kong Yuxing is yours?" Wang Chao asked suddenly, ignoring the people next to him.
"Hong Jun is my younger brother." Sure enough, from Ma Huajun's mouth, Wang Chao confirmed his guess.
"Who are all the masters here?" Wang Chaohuan glanced and saw that seven or eight people present were all masters with calm breaths and protruding temples. He was a little surprised in his heart. "There are so many masters in such a small Yiquan gym?"
"This is Bai Xianyong, the master of Wudang Chunyang Kungfu, and the instructor of the First Guard Company of the Central Committee. This is Master Song Anran, the master of Song Style Xingyi in Tianjin. This is the master Xu Benliang of Wudang Wuji Kungfu. Master Yunlian, the king of the sect, is the chief instructor of the 1034 Special Police Force. This is Master Yi Manchuan from the Yipai Bagua Sect, the instructor of the No. 1 Department of National Security. And this is Master Chen Tianlei from Chenjiagou, and this is Master Dai Nu from Taigu, Shanxi. , Instructor of the National Armed Police Corps."
When Ma Huajun introduced them one by one, Wang Chaoyue became more and more startled. Except for two boxers from the Wudang School, these middle-aged people were all from the Qing Dynasty in the Republic of China. , Yi Pai Bagua, Chenjiagou, Shanxi Taigu, all of which were once famous.
"No wonder, why are there so many masters? This may be the elite boxers from many provinces in the north. The boxers alone are nothing more. The identities of these people are either the instructors of the Central Guard Company or the coaches of the Armed Police Corps. They are extraordinary. .”
Wang Chao also did not expect that nearly ten real masters gathered in a small courtyard.