Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Tornado's punch was as fast as lightning. Hong Zhennan couldn't dodge it in time and was knocked back two steps. He quickly stretched out his tiger claws to prevent Tornado from attacking again.

At this time, the bell rang, and the time for this round was over. Neither side gained any advantage.

In this round, both sides fought hard and neither would give in. But in the end, it seemed that Tornado's physical fitness was far superior to Hong Zhennan. Even though Hong Zhennan had already developed dark energy, he could not withstand Tornado's attack for a long time.

Ip Man walked to the edge of the stage and whispered to Hong Zhennan,

"Master Hong, don't fight him head-on, cut his middle."

Hong Zhennan knew his own body and he didn't have enough energy at the moment. He forced a smile and said.

"It's not that easy."

The second game begins.

Hong Zhennan took only two steps before jumping up, turning around and swinging his right arm in a big whip, hitting Tornado's arm. Tornado took a step back. Hong Zhennan was panting like a cow, with his hands moving like tiger claws in front and behind.

Tornado laughed sinisterly and rushed over like lightning, throwing several straight punches in a row. Hong Zhennan barely managed to block them, but was then hit in the face again and again. He flipped over in the air and fell heavily on the ring, blood spurting out of his nose and mouth.

Tornado rushed over howling, knelt on one knee, and punched down with a straight punch. If this punch hit, Hong Zhennan would die instantly!

Hong Zhennan closed his eyes. At this moment, the faces of his twelve children flashed before his eyes, especially the last and youngest son, who was the one he was most worried about.

At this critical moment, a slender hand suddenly appeared and held up Tornado's fist.

Tornado's punch was so powerful that no one dared to take it head on, but this hand caught it so effortlessly.

Taylor Miller was stunned at that time. He looked up at the young man in front of him in a daze.

The boy had a face full of sunshine, and even Taylor Miller was stunned and murmured.

"My God, Audrey Hepburn?"

Dabao got annoyed at that time and answered him in English.

"Are you blind? Audrey Hepburn is a woman, and I'm a man!"

As he spoke, he took out a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into Hong Zhennan's mouth. Hong Zhennan swallowed it subconsciously, and felt a stream of clear water flowing all over his body. He turned over, knelt on one knee, bowed, and said to Dabao,

"Thank you sir for saving my life."

Dabao looked at him and didn't dislike him, but he felt a little disgusted by his behavior of working for the British. But then he thought, Hong Kong is now a British colony, so it is normal to curry favor with the foreign police superintendent.

Dabao sighed and said.

"Don't do such thankless work in the future."

Hong Zhennan nodded in shame. He was also fooled by Fei Bo this time.

Tornado took two steps back, pointed at the Chinese people present and shouted loudly.

"You yellow monkeys, all you can do is jump around. Your martial arts are just dancing, meant for people to watch..."

He waved his hand, and Yamamoto Ichiro, with a bruised face, brought over an incense burner and placed it on the ring. Tornado took a finger-thick incense stick from his hand and said with an arrogant smile.

"Isn't this your rule? Then I will follow your rules and light this incense. Before it burns out, any of you Chinese can come up on stage and challenge me. If you haven't defeated me by the time the incense burns out, you will have to admit that you are sick men from East Asia!"

Bob translated his words with the same arrogance, and the foreigners in the VIP seats cheered again.

Guo Yingnan gritted his teeth and said to Dabao,

"This is intolerable, this damn foreigner is too arrogant, we must teach him a lesson."

Dabao smiled and nodded.

Ye Wen had just helped Hong Zhennan sit down. He thought Dabao was going to make a move, so he quickly said,

"This Taylor Miller is very powerful. It's not easy to defeat him. Mr. Qin, if you want to go on stage, you must be careful."

Guo Yingnan waved his hand and said with a smile,

"Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? To deal with a foreigner like this, my brother needs to take action, Ah Hu!"

Lian Hu had been sitting in the back, so he didn't attract much attention. When he came in, Hong Zhennan and Ip Man were chatting with other martial arts masters, so they didn't notice Dabao and Lian Hu.

Now Lian Hu slowly stood up, which scared them both. This was too obvious. The Russian strongman Petrov was already extremely huge, but now he seemed to be more than a head shorter than this man.

Lian Hu smiled innocently.

"Brother Nan?"

Guo Yingnan said proudly.

"Can we just go up on stage and knock down these two foreigners?"

Lian Hu looked back, grinned, and nodded vigorously.

"It works!"

Guo Yingnan was overjoyed.

"Okay! Ah Hu, as long as you can win, I will buy you whatever you like to eat."

When Ah Hu heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He turned around and was about to walk towards the ring.

Dabao said lightly.

"Second brother, use all your strength, don't hold back, don't care about life or death."

Ah Hu became even happier when he heard this and turned around and said something.

"OK!"

Hong Zhennan and Ip Man were both a little confused. With their eyesight, they couldn't tell the level of Lian Hu's kung fu, Ip Man said in a low voice.

"Mr. Qin, this brother may be tall and strong, but he should be careful when fighting with a Western boxing champion!"

Dabao smiled but said nothing. Guo Yingnan waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, this foreigner is not strong enough for my brother to punch."

Hong Zhennan knew Guo Yingnan and knew that he was the leader of Dongxing and many of his disciples were also from Dongxing. However, he ran a martial arts school for legitimate business and did not like to associate with gangsters, so he had never spoken to them. Today, he was rescued by someone, and he said a little embarrassedly.

"Boss Guo, fists and feet have no eyes in the ring. Please tell this young man not to underestimate this Westerner."

Facts speak louder than words. Guo Yingnan was too lazy to explain to him and just nodded.

On the ring, Tornado was chatting with Petrov. The content of the conversation was, of course, how useless Chinese martial arts were. Suddenly, they were stunned. They saw a giant slowly walking up the ladder.

When Lian Hu stood in front of them, they both looked up at the giant and shouted in unison in their hearts: My God!

Lian Hu felt a little uncomfortable with the incense, so he kicked the incense away and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Where do I put my handprints?"

He spoke with a Beijing accent, which was difficult for Hong Kong locals to understand, let alone foreigners. Bob hurried over.

"what did you say?"

Lian Hu repeated it, but they still didn't understand. Dabao then spoke louder in English.

"Aren't we going to sign a life and death agreement? Sign it now!"