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He sighed for a long time, "Master Yan, the national disaster is at the forefront. People like you and me should take saving the country and the people as their own responsibility. Why should they fight?"

Yan Zhendong said in a deep voice, "If you have tenderness, of course you don't need to fight for tenderness! I don't have one, so I must fight for it!"

As he said, he put on a posture again, looking endlessly.

Huang Feihong shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "If this is the case, then I will give you this title, and I... give up."

"What? Can't give up! Master!" Lin Shirong roared loudly: "You obviously won!"

Yachasu also eagerly said: "A Feng, Junior Brother Feng! You, please persuade Master! No, you can't give up!"

Xufeng's lips moved, but in the end he did not speak.

He gradually began to understand Master's intention.

The national disaster is at the head, and should be unanimously external, how can we fight internally for some small names?

The so-called "heroes" have never been the best in martial arts, but people who truly serve the country and the people.

There are too few such people.

People can always understand people who think the same as themselves, but it is difficult to understand people who think differently.

Therefore, fewer people can understand the heroes.

Most people live for fame and money, but the real heroes don't care about these.

Liang Kuan on the side also looked at Huang Feihong with his eyes full of doubts. From his thinking, he still could not understand why Huang Feihong did this, but he vaguely felt that Huang Feihong was the real master.

Yan Zhendong's face was pale, "Master Huang, what are you kidding about Nen! We haven't officially started fighting, so Nen gave up?"

Huang Feihong smiled lightly and said, "Master Yan, you are the number one in Fushan."

The muscles on Yan Zhendong's face twitched, and there seemed to be no half of joy.

He knew very well in his heart that he, Fushan's number one powerhouse, was clearly given to him by Huang Feihong.

Huang Feixiang said earnestly again: "Master Yan, I still said that, the national disaster is the head, the foreigners are arrogant and domineering on our own land, deceiving us Fushan youth to work as slaves in Jinshan, we, as Fushan's martial artist, should unite Get up, punish the strong and help the weak, and live and die with the people of Fushan! This is the real righteousness!"

Yan Zhendong hesitated his eyes, but soon recovered his fierce look, "Master Huang, the world is so big, I can't manage it! Since Nen has given up today, don't blame me for tearing down Nen Bao Zhilin's signboard. I want to put Nen Bao Zhilin's sign on the long street, so that all Fushan people know that Huang Feihong, the great master, was defeated by Yan Zhendong!"

Lin Shirong picked up the stick, "Dare you!"

Kick off the signboard, this is the biggest insult to the martial artist.

Huang Feihong shook his head disappointedly at Yan Zhendong, "My Baozhilin is a medical hall, not a martial arts hall. If you want to demolish the sign, you can demolish it. I only hope that Master Yan will be able to really help after winning this Fushan first name. I Fushan people do something practical."

"Huh!" Yan Zhendong sneered: "A Kuan, take down Bao Zhilin's signboard!"

Liang Kuan stood still on the spot.

"waste!"

Yan Zhendong walked to the gate of Baozhilin, kicked the Baozhilin plaque hanging two meters high, and knocked it in half with his knee!

"Hahaha!" Yan Zhendong laughed and said, "From then on, Fushan has no young Huang Feihong! Only Yan Zhendong! A Kuan! Don't leave yet!"

Liang Kuan gritted his teeth, thumped and knelt on the ground, knocked three heads at Huang Feihong and the others, and then ran out in shame.

This matter started because of him.

But to be honest, even without Liang Kuan, Yan Zhendong would still provoke Huang Feihong.

"Master!"

Lin Shirong cried and said, "How can you let them take down our Baozhilin's signboard! Let me catch them and get the signboard back!"

Yaqisu also wiped his tears and said, "Master, Master! I'll go too!"

Huang Feihong frowned and said, "Why are you crying? If you lose a sign, you can make a new one tomorrow. Isn't Baozhilin not Baozhilin if you lose a sign? I won't treat the disease and save people? I won't deal with the river. Sand Gang and Ji Shan?"

"Master!" Lin Shirong said indignantly: "We... are aggrieved!"

Huang Feihong shouted coldly: "What's the stubbornness! The shoulders are heavy, is this sentence for nothing?"

"Our main goal now is not to fight internally, but to deal with the accumulation of virtues of Melekham!"

"The iron ship in the offshore port is about to leave in one day. Those compatriots who have been tricked into boarding, who will rescue them!"

"Don't you want to watch, our fellow Fushan compatriots, like Ding Dazhi, die in other countries with pain!"

Damn it!

There was a falling sound from the inner hall.

Huang Feihong's complexion suddenly tightened, and he rushed in.

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Chapter 38

On the floor of the inner hall, Granny Ding was lying in the corner without consciousness.

Huang Feihong sighed reproachfully, and hurriedly returned to the medical room with Granny Ding.

The thirteenth aunt brought the silver needles, and Yachasu was busy waking up the Chinese medicine for replenishing energy.

In the courtyard, Lin Shirong thumped himself heartily, and said distressedly: "I am all to blame! Master shouldn't be offended. If it weren't for me, Granny Ding would not have known about Ding Dazhi's death."

Xu Feng comforted: "You can't hide this kind of thing, Granny Ding will know it sooner or later."

Lin Shirong shook his teeth, "No, I have to find Jishan to settle the accounts! Junior Brother Afeng, I will summon all the brothers in Fushan's militia group to besiege Jishan's iron ship!"

Xu Feng hurriedly stopped Lin Shirong, "Brother! Never! The iron ship of Jishan is a cruiser, let alone a big sword and spear. Even ordinary shells may not be able to blow through that iron armor! There are so many foreign soldiers on the ship, Defensively, if you rush forward, you can only make the civic brothers sacrifice for nothing!"

Lin Shirong squatted down and thumped the ground in annoyance, "Oh! I'm really useless!"

Xu Feng said quickly: "Senior brother, don't worry, we can just listen to Master. Master will definitely not let Ji Shan take away Fushan labor."

Lin Shirong nodded heavily, "Thank you, Junior Brother Afeng, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I will be in trouble again today."

The two immediately tidied up the messy courtyard, the fallen columns were simply repaired, and the vines were re-arranged.

Lin Shirong asked as he nailed the pillar, "Junior Brother Afeng, who taught you that you used King Qin around the pillar?"

Xu Feng was startled, and said with a smile: "Ah, what Qin Wang circumvents the pillars is my own nonsense."

Lin Shirong said with regret: "I still want to learn from you."