Early the next morning, Xu Feng was woken up by the sound of martial arts practice in the courtyard.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the sky had not fully lit up at this time, and the second senior brother was no longer on the shop.

He yawned and put on his long coat, washed up briefly, and walked out of the house.

In the courtyard, Huang Feihong was practicing, and Ya Cha Su was waiting on the side.

Huang Feihong's every move is a big opening and closing, with great power and momentum.

Two tiger trails, left and right inch bridges, tiger and crane double shape, gold hammer, gold bridge...... These martial arts moves, which can only be seen in movies, are now practiced by Huang Feihong himself, which is even more shocking.

Xu Feng couldn't help but secretly shouted a good word in his heart.

Seeing Xu Feng coming out of the house, Huang Feihong immediately closed the ceremony and slowly exhaled.

Ya Cha Su on the side hurriedly handed over a hand towel.

Xu Feng realized that in the past, people who practiced martial arts were very taboo that someone secretly learned martial arts, although he was already Huang Feihong's apprentice, but he was only an apprentice of traditional Chinese medicine, and theoretically he could not watch the master practice.

Xu Feng hurriedly said, "I'm sorry Master, I had the intention. ”

Huang Feihong wiped his sweat and said, "It's nothing, I'm almost done." ”

After yesterday's kitchen incident, Huang Feihong's attitude towards Xu Feng is much kinder.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first, after breakfast, you go with me to the foreigner's yamen." As he spoke, Huang Feihong casually threw the handkerchief to Ya Cha Su.

"Yes!"

At this time, Aunt Thirteen had already gotten up and brought the fragrant breakfast to the table.

Today's breakfast is obviously much more hearty than yesterday's dinner, shrimp dumplings, rice rolls, quicksand buns, and a bowl of sweet rice porridge.

Xu Feng grabbed the quicksand bag and took a bite, and immediately said with a happy face: "Master, your cooking skills are so good!" ”

"Ahem!" Huang Feihong coughed up the shrimp dumplings in his mouth as soon as he ate them.

The thirteenth aunt blushed, and said angrily: "Ah Feng, so many delicious foods can't stop your mouth!" ”

A warm current swelled in Xu Feng's heart.

Ha ha! The thirteenth aunt's approval is 10%! Shadow Energy Points +4!

It seems that the key is not to call the thirteenth aunt "Shi Niang", but to call the thirteenth aunt "Shi Niang" in front of the master!

"Feihong, you eat slowly." The thirteenth aunt patted Huang Feihong's back with tenderness in her eyes.

Huang Feihong said again and again: "Don't, don't...... Let the apprentices see in their eyes, what kind of system they have become, cough cough, what kind of system they have become......"

Xu Feng smiled and turned his face away, while eating shrimp dumplings, he silently turned on his spiritual vision to check the information of the thirteenth aunt.

"Mo Guilan (Thirteenth Aunt): Mistress Bao Zhilin."

"Skills: English, photography, cooking."

"Relative Level: Level 2."

"Relationship: Future Master Niang (not summoning for the time being)."

"Recognition: 10%."

It turns out that Aunt Thirteen's real name is Mo Guilan, and she is relatively level 2...... I'm dizzy, so calculated, I can't even beat the thirteenth aunt?

It must be a mistake in the system, it must be...... Xu Feng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

After breakfast, without waiting for Huang Feihong's instructions, Xu Feng ran to the medical room diligently to serve breakfast and change dressings for the injured vendor.

The injured must eat lightly, so it is just a dim sum with rice porridge and herbal tea.

The injured people hugged their fists and thanked Xu Feng, affectionately calling Xu Feng "Master A Feng".

Xu Feng felt the joy of being respected, and naturally had more motivation to do things.

He was happy in his heart, and casually hummed the tune of "men should be self-reliant".

"Men should be self-reliant" is the theme song of the movie "Huang Feihong" series, and it is also a portrayal of Huang Feihong's life.

This song, lyrics, and composition are all classics that no one can match!

Coupled with the firm and powerful voice of singer Lin Zixiang, anyone who listens to it can be thrilled and enthusiastic.

Xu Feng just hummed a few words, and the firm rhythm attracted everyone in the room to prick up their ears to listen.

Fishmonger Ah Liang said in surprise: "Master Ah Feng, what are you humming about?" ”

"Oh, men should be self-reliant."

"Men should be self-reliant...... fishmonger Ah Liang leaned in front of Ling Yi, "It's so good!" Can you teach us to sing? ”

"This ......" Xu Feng has always been not confident in his singing skills, but when he thought that doing so might increase his recognition, Xu Feng smiled and said, "Okay, no problem!" ”

The injured vendors all gathered over, and Xu Feng hummed quietly while changing their dressings:

"Arrogant and arrogant, hot blood beats the red sun, courage is like iron and bones like King Kong, red shirt is hundreds of thousands of feet, vision is thousands of miles, vow to work hard and strive for self-improvement to be a good Han ......" [Note 1]

After a round of drug changes, the injured vendors were still muttering drunkenly.

Xu Feng didn't bother them, and walked out of the medical room with the food box and medicine box.

As soon as I went out, I saw Huang Feihong, who had changed into a green shirt, standing outside the window in a daze.

Obviously, he also heard the song "Men should be self-reliant" just now.

The lyrics are completely his heart's work!

"Master?"

Huang Feihong came back to his senses at this time, and asked in a flat tone: "Ah Feng, this song ...... It's really good, this is the realm and ambition that we Tang people should pursue, you have to let this song pass on. ”

"Yes, Master." Xu Feng replied respectfully.

"Okay, leave the things to Ya Cha Su to clean up, you come with me."

The two of them went out of Baozhilin together, only to see Lin Shirong still kneeling there.

"Master......" Lin Shirong respectfully greeted him.

Huang Feihong's eyes were full of distress, but his expression was still old-fashioned, he snorted coldly in his nostrils, stepped down the steps, and walked in front of Lin Shirong with his hands behind his back.

Xu Feng clasped his fists at Lin Shirong, whispered "Good morning, senior brother", and then quickly followed Huang Feihong.

turned a corner and walked into the long street, Huang Feihong let out a long sigh:

"Shirong, too reckless, too upright, people like him are real men, real heroes, but they are also the most prone to accidents."

"If he doesn't have a long memory this time, he doesn't know how much trouble he will make."

Huang Feihong shook his head and continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back.

Along the way, almost all the people of Fushan bowed when they saw Huang Feihong, and called him "Master Huang", and Huang Feihong also politely returned the salute, without any grandmaster.

When he was about to reach the concession territory, he saw a team of men and horses carrying high flags in the middle of the road.

These people were all fierce, walking with their thighs dangling their shoulders, and there were bright short knives pinned to their waists.

The man at the head was not tall, with a distinct scar on his cheek, a shiny shaved forehead, copper coins braided in his braids, and a pair of small eyes bursting with fierce light.

Needless to say, this group of villains is none other than the River Sand Gang.

That scarface is the boss of the River Sand Gang. [Note 2]

The Hesha Gang is a group of outlaws, most of them are prisoners on death row in the provincial capital, who were bought out by the foreigners and released them, and established the Hesha Gang to do unsightly things for the foreigners.

They disrupted the market, firstly by collecting premiums and squandering, and secondly, by helping foreigners to do things and preventing the Tang people from living near the concession.

"Get out of the way! Welcome to the God of Wealth! Welcome to the God of Wealth! ”

The river sand gang kicked away all the passers-by who were evading them, and walked towards the nearest restaurant with Scarface in their arms.

Huang Feihong frowned, "In broad daylight, you dare to rob blatantly in the name of the God of Wealth!" There is no king's law! ”

"Master Huang, don't you know, these villains are all members of the Hesha Gang."

An old man who looked like a squire next to him lowered his voice and said: "Since the foreigners got the concession, the area near this concession has become an area of three things, the yamen doesn't care, the foreigners don't care, and even the gods don't care. Alas, I think those of us who have lived here for generations have to move. ”

"How unreasonable!"

As soon as he heard that it was the Hesha Gang, Huang Feihong's brows twisted into Sichuan characters: "It's them again, yesterday they injured the vegetable vendor, and today they came to forcibly collect premiums, it seems that it is not good to punish them, they are really good to bully as Fushan people!" Feng, keep up! ”

Huang Feihong reached out and flicked the hem of his gown and walked towards the restaurant with a brisk walk.

"Yes! Master! ”

[Note 1]: "red" is a substitute word, and the original word is a sensitive word.

[Note 2]: "Hesha" gang is an alternative word, and the original word involves the real place name.