Chapter : 23

It was night. Zhong Qiang was carried back to the hot pot shop by Huang Wen. Huang Wen handed the medicinal wine to Zhong Bo. Zhong Bo smiled helplessly, stared at the frustrated Zhong Qiang and took him upstairs.

The next morning, Zhong Qiang didn't get up at all. He didn't know whether he really couldn't get up or whether he was afraid to get up in the morning and was called by Huang Wen to practice martial arts.

"You still want to learn your brother's family martial arts?" Uncle Zhong looked at Zhong Qiang, who was huddled in the quilt, and shook his head. "Well, get up early. Isn't your roommate coming? I'll buy some fresh ingredients..."

"Ding Lingling!" towards noon, Zhong Qiang's phone rang. Zhong Qiang subconsciously answered the phone: "hello?"

"Alarm clock, you haven't got up yet?" Rees Fisk mocked. "What time is it? Do you squeeze yourself dry?"

"Didn't you just squeeze yourself dry!" Zhong Qiang sighed heavily. "After practicing martial arts all day yesterday, my last strength was squeezed dry. Now I don't have strength. I get up and take a bath. Where have you been?"

"About twenty minutes left," Rees Fisk said after looking at the driver and getting an answer.

"OK, I'll get up after taking a bath." Zhong Qiang finally got up and began to wash after a fierce struggle with his quilt. Zhong Qiang felt his aching body. For a time, he had some insight and martial arts. It's really not so easy to practice.

Not long after, a luxury RV came outside Chinatown and stopped at the door of the hot pot shop. Then a strong man ran down and opened the door flatteringly.

"Boxing champion Terry?" in the hot pot shop, Zhong Qiang's eyes lit up and quickly explained to Huang Wen and Zhong Bo, "Terry is the Grand Slam champion of free fighting and comprehensive fighting, and has won the ultimate fighting champion for two consecutive times!"

Obviously, Zhong Qiang did his homework for Huang Wen. Terry, the champion, can be regarded as the most valuable and famous among the champions. Zhong Qiang didn't expect that his roommate really invited this heavyweight champion.

"Alarm clock! Your house is not small!" Rees fix got down from the RV. Huang Wen saw the little fat man. He looked really kind, but Huang Wen could keenly detect that the little fat man was looking at himself in the dark.

"It's normal." Zhong Qiang went up and said with a smile, "unexpectedly, you invited Terry the champion... Huh?"

Zhong Qiang was saying this. He suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression. Subconsciously, Zhong Qiang closed his mouth and looked at the RV. When he saw a meat mountain more than two meters tall coming out, Zhong Qiang subconsciously stepped back.

"Is everything all right?" Huang asked, holding Zhong Qiang, smiling and patting Zhong Qiang on the shoulder, and then nodding at roushan, "Huang asked."

"Wilson grant Fisk." meat mountain said his name, took the initiative to stretch out his hand, smiled and nodded at Huang.

"Pa!" sounded softly. Huang Wen and Wilson grant Fisk held hands together, and an amazing force reached Huang Wen's hand, which surprised Huang Wen.

This power is not much weaker than him, that is to say, the Wilson grant Fisk in front of him is not puffy, but has amazing power, and even the power has exceeded the limit of the human body!

"Mr. Huang has great strength." Wilson grant Fisk did not say the name of Mr. Wen. It is obvious that he also knows the sequence of Chinese names.

"Mr. Fisk, you're welcome." Huang asked. He didn't remember who Wilson grant Fisk was in front of him. Huang asked that he couldn't remember such a long name at all.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to have a competition with Mr. Huang. I don't know if I can?" Wilson grant Fisk's eyes flashed and stared at Huang happily. "Of course, Mr. Huang can use Terry to publicize whether he wins or loses, and even we will take the initiative to help you publicize. How about it?"

"That would be disrespectful." Huang Wen nodded and agreed. For such a heavyweight opponent who exceeded the limits of the human body, Huang Wen was also eager to try, "come to my martial arts school. It's spacious and can be used!"

Huang Wen led the way towards Yongchun martial arts school. Wilson grant Fisk didn't mean to get on the bus behind him. He directly followed. Zhong Qiang, Rees Fisk and boxing champion Terry also followed. Zhong Bo didn't mean to watch the excitement. He stayed in place with the driver and turned around to prepare for dinner.

"Wilson grant Fisk? Who is it?" Huang asked as he walked, muttering in his heart, "why do foreigners take such a long name? Are they mutants? Are they so powerful or other superpowers?"

A few steps later, Huang Wen opened the door of Yongchun martial arts school and took the people in. When he saw the empty and deserted Yongchun martial arts school, Wilson grant Fisk smiled and said, "Mr. Huang, it's really deserted here."

"Yes, Chinese Kung Fu needs unremitting practice and can't relax all day, so it's difficult for anyone to stick to it." Huang asked. Naturally, it's the students before Huang Hong. After Yongchun martial arts school has been open for so many years, Huang Hong didn't even accept a real apprentice because no one really stuck to it.

"Don't Mr. Huang know who I am?" Wilson grant Fisk looked at Huang and asked suddenly, "Mr. Huang should know that I have a small Gang?"

"I'm really not familiar with this," Huang asked, shaking his head. "I'm sorry I haven't heard of Mr. Fisk."

"Or, you can call me Kim." Wilson grant Fisk or Kim looked straight into Huang Wen's eyes, trying to see something different.

"Jin he?" Huang asked, pondering for a moment. Looking at the meat mountain like Jin He in front of him, Huang asked finally thought of Jin he's identity.

Kim Ho is the largest gang leader in New York and even the whole country. He is thoughtful and intelligent. More than 90% of his body is muscle. His strength is amazing. He can break through a wall with his bare hands, and he is also a world-class fighting expert!

His goal is to control the entire American gangs in his own hands and establish a dark Empire, and he is the underworld emperor of the dark empire!

"Why is there Jinhe?" Huang asked and couldn't help muttering, "is there a mistake? Just find a gang leader who is Jinhe. In other words, what is the plot in Jinhe's a film and television play? Forget it, forget it..."