Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 49 Iron cloth shirt Yan Zhendong (recommended for collection!)
The next day, in the morning.

After everyone had breakfast, Huang Feihong ordered: "Ah Kai, Aunt Thirteen is going out to take pictures today, you go with them."

Ling Yunkai said happily after hearing the words: "Yes, Master."

Huang Feihong looked at Thirteenth Aunt's Western women's clothing again, recalled the recent Jinshan incident, and couldn't help reminding: "Foshan is a bit chaotic recently, you must take good care of Thirteenth Aunt, you understand?"

Aunt Thirteen said angrily, "Feihong, I'm not a child."

Owen smiled and said, "Be prepared, Master is also concerned about Aunt Thirteen!"

As soon as these words came out, Thirteenth Aunt blinked her big eyes, and looked at Huang Feihong affectionately. Huang Feihong's face was reddish, and he lowered his head slightly, and put on the western hat that Thirteenth Aunt gave him, covering his eyes , coughed lightly: "Asu, let's go."

Owen was also dressed in a suit like Huang Feihong. He nodded and said, "Okay, Master."

Looking at the two people leaving, Ling Yunkai showed envy. He didn't feel it before, but now standing beside a group of people in western clothes, he unconsciously felt envy in his heart.

Aunt Thirteen tied the camera to the bicycle and greeted, "Ah Kai, let's go too."

"Yes, Aunt Thirteen."

Foshan, Concession.

Inside a luxurious hotel.

Owen and Huang Feihong met the admiral of the Qing court in official uniform, as well as the American consul in Foshan.

As soon as Huang Feihong raised the topic, he was scolded by the admiral.

"These are all unfounded rumors, and you actually went to war for this, and invited me and the consul to come here. Huang Feihong, what do you want to do?"

Huang Feihong clasped his fists and said, "Master Admiral, the so-called groundless rumors may not be without reason. Now the people of Foshan are panic-stricken, and they are very worried about those folks who are going to Jinshan. I also hope that Lord Admiral will send someone to Jinshan to verify, so as to reassure the people." our hearts."

The admiral sneered and said, "Huang Feihong, I know that you used to be the head of the Black Banner Army, and you have a close relationship with Liu Yongfu, but now you are just a commoner, what right do you have to say these things to me? Teacher, if you form a militia group, you can threaten the government, right?"

Huang Feihong's face darkened and said: "Huang doesn't dare, it's just..."

The admiral interrupted: "That's enough! This matter is groundless and has caused a very bad influence. The foreigners have already put pressure on the yamen. If you are ignorant, hum, don't think that you have a big name, and this official can't do anything about it." you."

At this time, the American consul who had been watching the excitement also spoke up: "That's right, these are nonsense. We in the United States value the spirit of the contract the most. We signed the contract before, and naturally everything is executed according to the contract."

The American Consul clearly understood Chinese and could speak it, but he spoke in English. Owen immediately translated it. Huang Feihong cupped his hands and said, "Master Consul, there are inevitably omissions in the contract..."

After that, under Owen's translation, Huang Feihong tried his best to persuade the admiral and the consul to verify the Jinshan matter, but to no avail.

As Owen said before, the admiral of the Qing court has nothing to do with himself, so how could he be willing to get involved in such troubles, while the American consul is familiar with the details, but these are all beneficial to their country, seeing that the Qing court did not mention it, Le De pretended to be confused, and even put pressure on the admiral backhand, wanting to ban these unfavorable remarks.

After a meal, Huang Feihong walked out of the hotel with a heavy expression, having no taste for food.

"Asu, you really have the foresight, eh..."

Owen comforted: "We have rescued countless fathers and villagers in disguise. Master, we are just ordinary people with limited abilities, so don't try to be the pillar of the sky."

Huang Feihong nodded slightly, but said nothing.

The two returned to Baozhilin.

noon.

When everyone is eating.

"Is Master Huang there?"

With the sound of a voice, a figure broke in.

Everyone looked and saw a young man dressed as a handyman, with his left hand covering his right arm, shouting in his mouth, but his eyes rolled around. When he saw the extremely beautiful Thirteenth Aunt, both eyeballs were rounded. The mouth is slightly opened, and saliva seems to flow out.

Even though Aunt Thirteen had been studying in the UK for two years, she had always been generous, but at this moment she was stabbed by the young man's eyes and bowed her head.

Huang Feihong was eagerly preparing to go forward, but when he saw the other party's unbearable appearance and saw Aunt Thirteen's discomfort, a trace of unknown anger suddenly rose in his heart, and he said lightly: "It's Huang, I don't know your Excellency What's matter?"

It's a pity that the young man has already fallen into deep-seated sex, and he never heard Huang Feihong's words. The so-called eyes are the windows of the soul, and the wonderful part of the young man's sex makes his eyes full of obscenity, which makes Huang Feihong's heart The nameless fire is even worse!
It's just that he is a master-level figure after all, and his character and demeanor determine that he will not lose his temper, so he just glanced at Owen with his eyes.

Owen coughed lightly, stood up, walked in front of the young man, blocked his sight, and asked knowingly, "Who is your Excellency? Do you have anything to do in Baozhilin?"

The young man's sight was blocked, and his face showed displeasure. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to push Owen away, he met his half-smiling gaze. He was slightly startled, and then saw Huang Feihong's indifferent face. Then he reacted, clasped his fists and said, : "Which one is Master Huang Feihong? I am under Liang Kuan. I have heard of Master Huang's reputation for a long time, so I came here to learn from him."

Owen smiled and pointed to Huang Feihong and said, "This is our master, but I don't think you are here to learn art from a teacher."

Liang Kuan's face turned red immediately, and he said in a sly way, "Senior brother just joked."

Owen waved his hand and said, "I can't afford to be called a senior brother. Whether you can enter the master's door wall or not depends on your luck."

With that said, he stepped aside and sat back.

Liang Kuan knew something was wrong, so he didn't bother to look at Thirteenth Aunt. He took a step forward, knelt on both knees and said, "Master, disciple Liang Kuan, sincerely worships Master to learn art, and please Master accept me as an apprentice."

Huang Feihong sideways avoided, stretched out his hand to pull him up and said, "Forget about the apprenticeship, your arm is injured, let me bandage it for you first."

Liang Kuan's face turned pale, he strained his hands, and didn't want to get up, but where was Huang Feihong's opponent, Huang Feihong raised it lightly, and he lifted it up.

"Master, do you look down on me?"

Huang Feihong said indifferently: "Apprenticeship and accepting apprentices are all about chance, it's not a matter of looking down upon or looking down upon. Brother Liang, you are serious."

Ling Yunkai echoed: "That's right, that's right! Our master is famous, and those who want to learn art from a teacher can't be ranked from here to the provincial capital. If they all accept them, the imperial court will think that we are going to rebel."

Huang Feihong scolded: "A Kai, don't talk nonsense!"

Looking at the disappointed Liang Kuan again, he said, "Brother Liang, come with me, Asu, come and help me."

Owen smiled and said, "Yes, Master."

When he came to the consultation room in the front yard, he bandaged the dazed Liang Kuan and sent him away.

When washing your hands.

Owen glanced at Huang Feihong, and jokingly said, "Master, you don't like this kid?"

Huang Feihong wiped his hands, nodded slightly and said, "Your eyes are wrong!"

Owen laughed, laughing so that Huang Feihong was a little embarrassed, glared at him, turned and went back.

The progress of Huang Feihong and Thirteenth Aunt is much faster than the original time and space. Liang Kuan has never saved Thirteenth Aunt. Now Huang Feihong has discovered Liang Kuan's wolf ambition. Huang Feihong has no cuckold plot, no matter how generous , and will not accept a person who is always thinking about Aunt Thirteen as a disciple.

Without Liang Kuan, the troublemaker, Owen's martial arts training environment became much more stable.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, it began to rain heavily in Foshan.

Liang Kuan, who was rejected by Huang Feihong, finished his work in the troupe, walked on the street with an umbrella, and was suddenly caught by a figure.

In front of a restaurant, a shirtless middle-aged man stood in the heavy rain, bent slightly, held three spears against his throat, and slowly exerted force. The spears were bent by him, and the sharp tips But it didn't pierce his throat, as if he wasn't made of flesh and blood.

After a pause for a while, the man suddenly increased his strength and broke all three spears in one fell swoop, which caused the exclamation of the onlookers in the restaurant, and then two or three copper coins were thrown out.

The man squatted down, picked up the copper coins one by one, moved, and came to the last copper coin, which happened to be where Liang Kuan was standing.

Liang Kuan stared blankly at this scene, his heart was extremely shocked. Seeing the man moved to his side and raised his eyes to look at him, he swallowed, turned and left.

A few more days passed.

Liang Kuan couldn't sleep at night, so he went out for a stroll, and met this person again, but this time, the other person was no longer a performer, but a duel with others!

The raging bonfire was burning brightly all around, Liang Kuan and others stood on a high place, watching the two confront each other from afar.

One person pretended to be coercive: "Yan Zhendong, our Yue family's seven-way saber technique has been used in nineteen provinces. This time, as a landlord, I will let you use three moves first."

Yan Zhendong cupped his fists and said, "Master Yue, I've accepted it!"

He was not polite as he said, rubbing his body and attacking, the fist was sharp, causing Master Yue's eyes to shrink. He just moved his feet, preparing to avoid the sharp edge.

It's a pity that Yan Zhendong's strength is still higher than Master Yue's. As soon as he made contact, Master Yue's throat was kicked hard, and he immediately vomited blood and retreated again and again.

Yan Zhendong gained momentum and charged straight at him. He kicked Master Yue away again, crashed into the raging bonfire, and fell heavily on the ground. This time, Master Yue spurted out several mouthfuls of blood. Forced over again, how dare you pretend to be forceful, and directly drew your sword to face each other.

"Master Yue, if you draw your sword before the three moves are reached, if you continue to fight, you may die, so let's forget it."

"Don't go!"

Master Yue pretended to be aggressive before, but now his face has been swollen. The most important thing in the martial arts world is face. Without face, how can anyone be willing to learn from a master? Ken let Yan Zhendong go, spit out a mouthful of blood, roared and slashed at Yan Zhendong's back with a knife.

Yan Zhendong had been on guard for a long time, avoided the knife, and fought with Master Yue with his bare hands.

Master Yue pretended to be coercive before, but was seriously injured by the counter-fucking, his strength was greatly reduced, and the power of the saber technique was also greatly reduced. When Yan Zhendong saw it, he was determined, and he used his kung fu to press the bottom of the box, his whole body tensed up, and he was hard-pressed. Master Yue's knife.

Clang!

The long knife slashed on Yan Zhendong's body, and there was a sound of gold and iron. Everyone looked through the torn clothes, and there was only a layer of faint marks on the cut part, which did not hurt the opponent at all.

Master Yue dared not say anything: "Iron cloth shirt! You plot against me!"

Yan Zhendong smiled lightly and did not answer.

If it was Master Yue who was in good condition, he would still be a little afraid, but Master Yue, who had been seriously injured by him in the first two moves, would not be able to break his iron shirt hard work.

Seeing Master Yue fighting for his life with a knife, Yan Zhendong sneered, picked up the iron cloth shirt, and with a strong body, received the knife from the opponent, and grabbed it directly at Master Yue's heart with a powerful force. It directly tore up Master Yue's flesh, penetrated into the atrium of the heart, squeezed Master Yue's heart hard, and killed Master Yue instantly.

(End of this chapter)