Stroll in Movie Worlds Chapter 23: Liang Kuan apprentices

　　 The evening breeze blows, Liang Kuan walked out of the theater with a lonely look on his back with some torn clothes on his back, looked back at the black mask painted on the wall, tightened his clothes, and didn't look back. gone.

　　 I think Liang Kuan was full of ambitions when he first came out of Meixian, but when he arrived in this provincial city, he bumped into walls everywhere, but now he has been driven out of the theater, and he doesn't know where to go.

　　 There is no place to live, and there is no place to rest. Fortunately, it is only early summer. Liang Kuan lay casually on the corner of the street, preparing to use the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed tonight.

　　 "As long as you get to Jinshan, it's better than staying here for a lifetime! Come, don't suffer, take it and see...you one..." There was a voice not far away, and Liang Kuan woke up from his sleep Coming over, I didn't know when a propaganda station was set up not far away, and a Chinese comprador made a loud noise on the stage.

　　 Liang Kuan got up from the ground, looked at the comprador not far away, touched it in his arms, took out a piece of newsprint, and looked at it. After a turn of his thoughts, his heart was quite moved. I walked over to the shelf and squeezed in front of the comprador, expecting: "Are you going to Jinshan, how can I go?"

　　 "Come, come, come, take a look and you'll know." The comprador enthusiastically stuffed Liang Kuan with the propaganda paper.

　　 "Is it the golden mountain on newsprint?" Liang Kuan looked at the propaganda paper, and said to the Chinese comprador with the newsprint in his hand.

　　 "Yes, if you want to go, you will pay 300 Longyang, export head fee, 40 tael ferry tickets, luggage and dry food, and contract for three years!" Seeing Liang Kuan seemed to want to go, the comprador broke out even more Enthusiasm, explained Liang Kuan carefully.

　　 "Isn't that the wages for almost two years?" Liang Kuan asked in surprise when he heard so much money.

　　 "You have no money?"

　　 "No!" Liang Kuan shook his head.

　　 "I don't have any money to go to Jinshan, take it, next, don't hinder others!" The comprador glanced at Liang Kuan contemptuously, snatched the propaganda paper from his hand, and waved him away to make him go away.

　　 Liangkuan lowered his head and walked away, suddenly someone shouted: "There seems to be a duel at the factory!"

　　"Duel? Let's go and see!"

　　 Liang Kuan followed the crowd and came to a textile factory. There was a pile of firewood burning in an open space. The two groups were facing each other in front of the pile of firewood. The leader of the group was a belt The middle-aged man of the knife, standing beside him are several young disciples, behind him there is a large flag with the words "Yuejia Dao" erected, obviously it is the Yuejia Martial Arts Museum in the famous provincial capital, and there is only one on the other side. People, if Ye Xuan were here, he would definitely recognize him as Yen Shi-kwan who was doing art in front of the restaurant that day.

　　 "You Yankee, you sold martial arts in front of my Yue Family Sword Gate and drove you away, but you hurt my apprentice. What do you call it?" Yue Xiong, the contemporary curator of the "Yue Family Sword" with a knife, walked forward with the sword Come.

　　 "Yen Shi-kwan!" Yen Shi-kwan looked at Yue Xiong and said in a flat tone.

　　 "Our Yue family's seven-way swordsmanship has played all over the 19 provinces. This time I will do the best of the landlord, let you three moves first!" Yue Xiong swung the knife in front of him, both eyes squinted slightly, a murderous flash in his eyes Over.

　　"You let me win!" Yen Shi-kwan saw that this duel was unavoidable, and let his fists clasped.

　　 "Drink!" Yen Shi-kwan yelled fiercely, walked in front of Yue Xiong a few steps, and flicked his legs, attacking Yue Xiong like a storm.

　　 Liang Kuan watched the two contestants not far away. Both of them moved extremely fast, making Liang Kuan dazzled.

　　 Suddenly, the Yen Shi-kwan in the field turned over with a divine carp, kicking Yue Xiong's chin with his legs, and Yue Xiong spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof" in his mouth, and he fell straight behind him. It took five or six meters to stop.

　　 "Second trick!" Yen Shi-kwan was unrelenting, stretched out **** and compared lightly, then the whole person rushed towards Yue Xiong.

　　嘭嘭嘭! ! !

　　 If you said that Yue Xiong could fight back a few times with the previous move, Yue Xiong didn't even have the power to fight back. Yen Shi-kwan fists like arrows and legs like wind, Yue Xiong barely resisted a few times, Yen Shi-kwan kicked Flying up, kicking heavily on his chest, Yue Xiong banged directly into the pile of firewood, and another blood spurted out.

　　 Yue Xiong's eyes were full of unwillingness and viciousness, the knife in his hand was pulled out with a "cock", and he looked at the Yen Shi-kwan who came by.

　　Yen Shi-kwan looked at long knife withdrawing from his hand, his face was full of resentment, and the corner of his mouth was still embarrassed with blood, and said lightly: "Master Yue, draw your sword before the three moves, and if you continue to fight it, it will be necessary It's fatal, forget it!" After speaking, he turned and left.

　　 "Don't go!" Yue Xiong looked at Yen Shi-kwan who turned away, with murderous eyes in his eyes, and when Yen Shi-kwan was about to turn away, he ran behind Yen Shi-kwan, waving long knife in his hand, and slammed towards it. Yen Shi-kwan cut off.

　　 The sword light flickered in the fire, and the Yue family sword was really amazing. It made it as fast as lightning, and it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, a dozen knives were cut.

　　唰!

　　 Suddenly, Yue Xiong slashed Yen Shi-kwan's chest, and for a moment, the two of them were still as if they were pressed the pause button.

　　 Yue Xiong carried long knife, squinting at the still Yen Shi-kwan, a blood-sucking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 "Huh!" Suddenly, Yen Shi-kwan, who was not moving, turned around, exhaled a long breath, and looked at Yue Xiong with angrily in his eyes: "Pursuing me?!"

　　 "What?" The smile on Yue Xiong's face froze. Looking at the place where Yen Shi-kwan was cut by him, he saw that the clothes were torn open, the skin on it was smooth, and there were no knife marks.

　　 "Yeah!--" Yue Xiong had some bad premonitions in his heart. He shouted, long knife waved, Qilu Yuejia's swordsmanship opened, like a violent storm, and he slashed towards Yen Shi-kwan.

　　 "Drink!" Yen Shi-kwan flicked and flashed a few times. Suddenly both eyes squinted, bare hands, and his palms violently clamped the long knife that Yue Xiong had split. Then he flicked his right leg and kicked Yue Xiong hard. On the head. Yue Xiong was kicked and fell back unsteadily, but Yen Shi-kwan did not let him go. With a big hand, he pulled his braids into his hands.

　　 Yue Xiong only felt a pain in the back of his head, and his heart was cruel. long knife in his hand slashed behind him, and he cut off his braids, and then turned sharply. long knife in his hand was like fire and rush, and thunder. The knife smashed firmly on Yen Shi-kwan's body.

　　 If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that Yue Xiong’s knife would have been chopped into meat sauce, but long knife cut on Yen Shi-kwan's body, but it does not seem to be cut on the flesh, but on the gold and iron. "Keng Keng Keng" like the sound of gold and iron colliding.

　　 Yue Xiong got more and more wrong, kicked the sand on the ground, forced Yen Shi-kwan back, then his figure flashed, not far away coldly looked at Yen Shi-kwan, and said in surprise: "Iron Robe?!"

　　Yen Shi-kwan casually patted the clothes that had been cut into rags, and looked at Yue Xiong with a sneer: "I have given you three tricks. Give up!"

　　 "There must be a flaw!" Yue Xiong shouted unwillingly, his body jumped, and long knife attacked Yen Shi-kwan.

　　 Yen Shi-kwan's killing intent flashed in his eyes, his figure jumped, and he kicked Yue Xiong's head. Yue Xiong spouted blood again, and his figure fell forward involuntarily.

　　's reluctance towards Yue Xiong, Yen Shi-kwan's murderous intent skyrocketed, and chased Yen Shi-kwan, while Yue Xiong heard the footsteps behind him, his stature stopped steeply, and he returned the carbine, and the long knife in his hand slammed behind him. Yen Shi-kwan stabbed.

　　 "嗤!－－"

　　 long knife pierced the shirt but couldn't pierce Yen Shi-kwan's body, but Yen Shi-kwan's hand pierced Yue Xiong's throat fiercely.

　　噗! As soon as Yen Shi-kwan closed his hand, Yue Xiong spit out blood from his throat, his eyes rounded, his eyes were unwilling, and he lay straight on the ground.

　　 The heavy rain fell, as if to cleanse the blood between the world and the earth.

　　 Liang Kuan stood in the rain dazedly, looking at the independent Yen Shi-kwan, both eyes flashed with a firm look.

　　 The rain is getting heavier, Yen Shi-kwan glanced at Yue Xiong's long knife which fell on the ground, sighed, and walked towards the city.

　　 came to the city, a burst of hunger came from the belly of Yen Shi-kwan. In the rain, Yen Shi-kwan stood in front of a fish stall, smelling the scent of fish from the stall, and couldn't help swallowing saliva.

　　Until they saw that the fish stall owner had finished killing the fish, Yen Shi-kwan turned his head violently and shouted at Liang Kuan, who had been following him, "What are you doing with me?"

　　"My name is Liang Kuan. I am from Meixian County. There are three teachers and nine students in the provincial capital. I am not at home in Kung Fu Hustle. I was chased to the end. I even ate food and was beaten as a mouse on the street. You Kung Fu Hustle. Okay, let me be an apprentice!" Liang Kuan knelt in the rain, looking at Yen Shi-kwan and pleading.

　　 "Oh!" Looking at Liang Kuan who was kneeling on the ground, Yen Shi-kwan sighed, shook his head and said helplessly: "Kung Fu Hustle is good? It's not your own place, it's a dead end!"

　　 talking, swallowing saliva and looking towards the noodle stall not far away.

　　 Liang Kuan looked back at the noodle stall with Yen Shi-kwan's actions, his eyes lit up, and suddenly stood up and said to Yen Shi-kwan: "Master, you are hungry. You should find a place to avoid the rain. I will think of a way. ."

After 　　, I walked carefully towards the noodle stall and saw that there was some noodle soup left after someone had eaten it and no one had cleaned it up, so he secretly poured the leftovers from other people’s eating together and carried half a bowl of noodle soup. , And trot towards Yen Shi-kwan sitting not far away.

　　 "Master, come in and sit down," Have a drink! "

The girl next to 　　 was glamorous to solicit the guests. Yen Shi-kwan sat in the corner and looked at Liang Kuan who was stealing the noodle soup for himself, her eyes flickering.

　　"Master, you have a bowl of soup!" Liang Kuan took out the noodle soup hidden in his arms and carefully handed it to Yen Shi-kwan.

　　 Yen Shi-kwan looked at Liang Kuan in front of him, and then at the noodle soup in front of him, his eyes flashed~ IndoMTL.com~ suddenly took the bowl, and gū gū started drinking. After taking a few sips, he saw Liang Kuan swallowing and watching him drink. After thinking about it, he handed the remaining sips of soup to Liang Kuan. As soon as Liang Kuan took the bowl, he was welcome, and drank directly.

　　 "The two men drink a bowl of soup, they are really wicked." The guy at the Qunfangyuan next to him saw the two people sitting in the corner, took a sip of tea and looked at them contemptuously.

　　 "Godmother, do you want to ask Agen to come out and drive them away?" The girl next to him said kindly.

　　 Seeing that he was looked down upon by these women with all the skin, Yen Shi-kwan's eyes suddenly became firm, and he said cruelly: "I must make a name in Foshan and see who dares to look down on me again!"

　　 "Yes, you must be famous!" Liang Kuan lifted his head from the bowl and said in support.

　　"Who can hit the most in the provincial city? Is it Wong Fei Hung?" Yen Shi-kwan said suddenly.

　　 "Huh?" Liang Kuan was startled.

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　　 I personally think that this Yen Shi-kwan is a tragic thing that stumps heroes with a penny. I was forced by life to helplessly. After practicing martial arts for half my life, I finally died under the foreign gun, so Tang Shui wanted to change his destiny. Please forgive me if I waste more pen and ink. Please forgive me for reading friends~ IndoMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~. u003c/au003e