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"So, this time, you two brothers will come to investigate. You two, you must ask me about Ding Dazhi."

"Yes!" Lin Shirong and Xu Feng replied in unison.

When the two were about to turn around and leave, Huang Feihong said again: "Wait—"

"What else does the master have to order?" Lin Shirong asked.

Huang Feihong walked to Lin Shirong and said, "Shirong, you are upright and short-tempered. Although your third junior brother, Afeng, is not as hard as you, he is careful and courageous. Thanks to him, you can get away. Therefore, in this act, you have to listen to your third junior brother in everything. Your role is to protect him, understand?"

Lin Shirong said: "If the master asked me to listen to others, I would definitely not agree with Lin Shirong, but I will serve the third younger brother. Don’t worry, Master, although Lin Shirong is a vulgar person, I know how to be big! Will protect him."

Xu Feng's heart was hot, and he bowed his hands and clasped his fists to bow to Lin Shirong, "Thank you, big brother."

Lin Shirong smiled blankly, and said coarsely, "Family, you are welcome!"

Huang Feihong nodded in relief, "Go."

The two bid farewell to Master and walked out of Baozhilin together.

Lin Shirong asked, "Junior Brother Afeng, where should we go to check the whereabouts of Dazhi?"

Xufeng thought for a while, "Go to the dock and find the two Chinese compradors in suits. Those two Chinese compradors are people who set up bureaus for Meriken foreigners. Those who were deceived to go to Jinshan will sign an English copy with the compradors. They should have a contract three years ago. We can find Ding Dazhi's information through the contract three years ago."

Lin Shirong slapped his thigh, "Junior Brother Afeng! I and you are the same with two legs on one head, why can't I think of this? Okay, just do as you said, let's go to the dock to find a comprador!"

The two went out of the alley, into the long street, and went straight to the pier.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the road to the pier was blocked by a bustling crowd of onlookers.

"Hey! What happened in front?" Lin Shirong grabbed a passerby and asked gruffly.

The passerby was about to have an attack, and when he looked back and saw that it was Lin Shirong, he immediately said with a big smile: "It turns out to be Brother Rong--the ring is in front of him."

"Fighting the ring?" Lin Shirong suddenly became interested, "Who is with whom?"

"I heard that it was the owner of Lei Pengfei of the Zhongyitang martial arts center and a foreigner who was doing art."

Lin Shirong sneered, "Huh, loyalty hall? Lei Pengfei's old guy, who has always bullied the soft and hard, and bullied a foreign performer, has to put on such a big battle! I don't know, I thought Fushan was the only one Lei Pengfei. It’s a cow! Junior Brother Afeng, wait here first, I'll go up and teach that old thing! Let him quickly withdraw the ring so that we can pass!"

With that, Lin Shirong was about to squeeze into the ring.

Xu Feng quickly grabbed Lin Shirong's generous shoulders, "Brother Shirong! Master's life is very important, and you can't get out of it."

Lin Shirong opened his mouth and sighed helplessly, "Well, listen to you. But the front is tightly blocked. It seems that we can only reach the pier after the ring is over."

Xu Feng placed his hands in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "It's okay, it's still early, let's watch the excitement below."

To be honest, he is still very interested in fighting.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the most direct way to resolve the disputes between the arena and the lake was to fight in the arena. Where there is a fight in the arena, it will inevitably attract a large number of besieged people. The loser will naturally have no face to stay here, while the winner will receive a lot of praise and pursuit .

For the martial artist of the past, only by gaining fame could he open a museum and accept apprentices. The more apprentices he receives, the more he earns.

After all, not all martial artists can survive on the medical skills passed down from their ancestors like Huang Feihong.

"Come here, Junior Brother Afeng, the location is good, let's watch the excitement here."

Lin Shirong almost savagely cut a path among the onlookers on the inner and outer third floors, and involuntarily pulled Xufeng to a favorable position.

Although the surrounding audience was quite dissatisfied, seeing that it was Lin Shirong, they could only hide their dissatisfaction in their stomachs.

"Offend, offend." Xu Feng repeatedly apologized.

I have to say that the position chosen by Lin Shirong is indeed good, and the whole ring is in a glance.

This arena is based on the stage. On weekdays, when there is a dispute between the rivers and lakes, the stage decoration is removed and the stage is temporarily changed to a stage.

The ring is two meters high, the table top is ten meters square, and there are two stairs on each side for easy access.

Huh huh!

After three gongs sounded, a figure jumped on the left and right of the ring.

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"it is good!"

The people onlookers applauded and cheered.

The two-meter-high platform does not take the stairs or run-ups. You can jump up by twisting your waist. This is definitely a real skill.

The martial artist on the left side of the ring is wearing a blue satin gown. He is not tall and has a round face like a cake. The long braids are combed smoothly and neatly woven. He wears a large emerald ring on his fingers. There was also a lancet in her arms.

His expression is awkward, his narrow eyes are narrowed into a slit, and he is restrained, looking from a distance, he really has a "superior" posture.

Obviously, he is the master of the Zhongyitang martial arts hall, Yuejia Dao Lei Pengfei.

In contrast, the foreign martial artist on the right side of the ring seemed a lot shabby.

This out-of-town martial artist was slightly taller than Lei Pengfei, wearing a white coat of coarse cloth, and there were three or five green patches on the coat.

His hair is a bit messy, his braids are also messed up on his head, his figure is thin, his complexion is yellowish and hungry, it seems that he will fall to the ground when touched.

But his eyes were calm and indifferent, and there was no tension or anxiety at all.

"This foreigner is sure to lose." Lin Shirong shook his head.

Xufeng smiled, "I don't think it is necessary."

Lin Shirong said, "Junior Brother Afeng, you are inferior to me in terms of martial arts! Although this Lei Pengfei is a shameless thing, his Yue family knife is quite famous, and the Yue family knife in his hand is even better. It's a treasure knife that has been passed down for more than ten generations, cutting iron like mud! Look at that foreigner, he doesn't even have a handy weapon, how could he have beaten Lei Pengfei?"

Xu Feng smiled and did not argue.

Under the ring, a group of disciples wearing Zhongyitang's short coats shouted in unison: "Yuejia sword technique, powerful martial arts! Master goes out, no one can match!"

"Arrogant!" Lin Shirong frowned, clenched his fists to rush forward.

Xu Feng hurriedly stopped, "Brother, watch the play, watch the play."

Lin Shirong sighed, "Yes, Junior Brother."

On the ring, Lei Pengfei curled his mouth and smiled contemptuously: "Outlander, please sign up!"

The foreign martial artist clasped his fists in accordance with the rules of the arena, "Yan Zhendong."

Lei Pengfei said with a sneer: "You performed on the site of my Zhongyi Hall and injured two of my apprentices. Are you really a good bully for my Yuejia Dao? Since we are in the ring, let's sign a life and death certificate first. , Let the elders of Fushan be your testimony, the sword is eyeless, the club is ruthless, life and death are up to you!"

Signing the certificate of life and death in the ring is also the rule of the world. As long as the certificate of life and death is signed, the government will not interfere and question.