If she hadn't been an individual, Zuo Fei would have punched her.

Soon, a taxi came and five men in black got out. Zuo Fei saw one of the scarred faces and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember them.

The shrew rushed over and said, "Old Dao, you must ruin this kid. Look, did he beat the face of the nest like a bear?"

Scarface looked at Zuo Fei, and suddenly shivered, his eyes dodged, and he kicked the shrew over: "Wang Cuihua, hurry up and clean up the bed and roll away, and you dare to make trouble here, and I can't cover it. I'll have a limit of three days. You can move me out of Yanjing, otherwise you will know the consequences yourself..."

The shrew was stunned: "Old Dao, you!"

Scar snorted coldly, nodded and bowed, walked towards Zuo Fei with a respectful look, and gave him a cigarette: "Master Zuo, I don't know how much you offended you here."

Zuo Fei was stunned: "Do we know each other?"

Scarface wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "I... am the subordinate of Brother Long of Kunshan..."

"oh!"

Zuo Fei then remembered that he had a meal at the noodle restaurant that day and fought with this group of people. No wonder this scarface looked a little familiar.

The shrew was stunned and looked disbelief. The crowd around him were talking and giving advice.

At this time, the sirens sounded from far to near.

Scarface was startled: "Which grandson called the police?" He hurriedly gave Zuo Fei a gift and ran away with a few friends.

The person who came was Zuo Fei’s old acquaintance, Officer Bai.

The shrew hugged Officer Bai's thigh and cried, "He committed an assault on the street. If you want to arrest him, it's best to sentence him."

Officer Bai kicked his legs away with disgust and waved to the two assistants: "Take her back!"

"Police officer, I caught the wrong person, hey..."

"It's you who catches it!"

Officer Bai received a report from Zhang Fei two days ago, but because of the case, he had no time to come. He happened to pass by today, but he didn't expect that this shrew was causing trouble, so he also took care of it.

After the end, Zuo Fei took Tang Seng to the Martial Arts Association and wanted to open a martial arts club locally. It would be absolutely impossible to do without the nodding of the group of people. He met a fat man in a suit: "Are you the president?"

"That's right, I am Niu Kaishan, the inheritor of the Niu family's Iron Fist, and currently the vice president of the Wushu Association."

Later, Zuo Fei found out that there were twenty-seven vice presidents.

However, they don’t have any real martial arts skills. Except for the staff of the relevant departments, the others are all guys who can make fun of things and get ahead through relationships or money. These people do not do serious business and specifically cheat people, which is the so-called cultural hooligan.

"I want to apply for a martial arts school certificate."

"So, the person is not here."

"President Niu, this is a hard work fee."

Zuo Fei took out a red envelope of 3,000 yuan and handed it over.

Niu Kaishan glared at him: "Oh, you can't do it, you can't do it." He took the red envelope: "How can you be so polite?"

"That document?"

"Although the secret technique is not there, I can do it for you to serve the people, so I should work on the front line all the time."

Soon, the ID was prepared.

Niu Kaishan said: "With the certificate, you still have to investigate. This is just that you have the qualifications to run a martial arts school, but the president and other directors have to review it together. Practice to find true knowledge. You can't just use the certificate to go through the process. After all, Chinese martial arts are profound and profound. If you don't have a certain strength, it will be a misleading child."

Tang Seng said: "Check it casually."

Niu Kaishan nodded: "Young man, very motivated."

Half a month later, I, Fatty You, - Jingwumen, was officially unveiled on Hualong Street. Zhang Fei, Hua Baixian and Cui Ziyu, who just opened a pig farm not long ago, came to support him. Of course, there were also people from the Wushu Association. In addition to Niu Kaishan, there were twenty-six other fat heads and big ears, as well as many talented "martial arts masters". What they called review is a competition. If they couldn't win, it would be smashing their signatures and slapping themselves in the face.

After the unveiling banquet, Niu Kaishan coughed: "Next, please invite President Wang to announce the review."

President Wang Erfa invited him to his voice: "The martial arts hall is not a joke, the inheritance of the country, and the spirit of martial arts are indispensable. I have brought ten martial arts masters, and they will compete with Master Tang! Since it is a master, it is natural to see the true rules and not to be vain. If it is a tragedy, it is inevitable that you can blame yourself for not being good at learning skills. Okay, everyone signs some agreements for martial arts gentlemen, not to act like a gangster, kick the stall and grab the hair, and you can't hit the vitals..."

Half an hour later, the ring was set up in the martial arts field.

Tang Monk walked up first, saluted everyone, then glanced at the 'martial master' and said aloud: "I want to be ten bigger."

Niu Kaishan was shocked and hurriedly advised: "Master Tang, don't act irresponsible."

"I want to hit ten!"

"They are all martial arts masters!"

"I'm going to hit ten."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Niu Kaishan had to snort coldly and said intimately: "You are seeking death by yourself."

The onlookers cheered: "Okay, OK!"

All the ten martial arts masters were furious, and no one dared to provoke them like this.

Tan Luli said, "Arrogant, you call me grandpa if I don't kick it."

Hongquan Wang shouted loudly: "Young man, don't be too big."

Tietou Yang also looked angry: "I don't know the depth."

The other masters also rolled up their sleeves and wanted to do it.

President Wang Erfa said, "Slowly, don't do anything nonsense!" He stood up and looked at Tang Seng: "Master Tang, don't think about it anymore."

Tang Seng said, "I want to beat ten!"

Wang Erfa sighed in his heart: "What a great young man, why can't he think so hard?"

There were talks around.

"This little bald man is so arrogant. Tan Le Li once kicked the telephone pole. Can his small body resist it?"

"I heard that Hongquan King can penetrate half an inch thick steel plate with one punch. This little bald head is probably going to suffer a big loss."

"That Tie Tou Yang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I heard that those who came from Nan Shaolin are not only good at Tie Tou, but also know the King Kong finger..." They all felt sorry for the little bald man's recklessness. After all, he was a martial arts master, but they were all senior figures.

Zuo Fei knew Tang Seng's strength very well. Although he was still very far from him, he was more than enough to deal with ordinary foreign players. After all, Tang Seng had already developed a little internal strength, which was several times better than the external player's kung fu.

Hua Baixian was a little scared: "Can Tang Seng be good? Look at the ten people in the stands, all of whom are tall and strong, with muscles and hills."

Zhang Fei had some eyesight: "It's hard to say, although Xiao Tang is thin, his breath is far towards these masters in the audience, just like the difference between a light bulb and a candle."

At this time, the referee sounded the little gong: "After the final decision, one game determines the outcome, one against ten, if you are willing to bet, please buy in advance and leave."

This is a regular competition, just like gambling, it is considered entertainment.

The audience in the audience had been waiting for this moment and began to bet, with 90% betting on the top ten martial arts masters.

Zuo Fei, Hua Baixian, Zhang Fei got out of the heavy book and bet Tang Seng, with ten times the odds!

The masters jumped onto the ring and clasped their fists at Tang Seng: "I offended!"
Chapter completed!