Chapter 261: The Flag-taking Competition

After stopping the car, Mi Mingzhen took Zhang Haotian, Sun Tiejun and the driver to the front of the big iron gate. When three meters away, the big iron gate slowly opened to both sides. Naturally, someone inside monitored the movement outside through the camera.

When the big iron door opened, Zhang Haotian immediately saw the scene inside. He saw that it was like a big garden, with green trees everywhere. It was early spring, and the chrysanthemums were about to die and the plum blossoms were not over. From a distance, there were clusters of camellia blooming inside, red, yellow and white, blooming in a row. It really had the beauty of charm, which was really different from the strict walls of prison.

At this time, six men in bright red Tang suits stood inside the door, but they were all over thirty years old, and they all looked capable and ingenious, which was different from the ordinary members of the Wanhong Gang, so they were naturally elites selected from the gang.

Standing in front of him was a man of 35 or 36 years old, with a thin face but a bright eyes. When he saw Mi Mingzhen, he bowed to him slightly, and then said, "Mr. Mi, please come with me. Several hall masters and deputy gang leader Pang are waiting in Hongwu Hall."

Mi Mingzhen nodded and asked the driver to wait here, taking Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun to the depths of the villa along a tree-lined avenue where two cars could drive side by side. And behind them, the iron gate slowly closed.

The air in the villa is extremely fresh. Walking in the singing of birds and fragrance of flowers makes people feel refreshed, but Zhang Haotian felt inexplicably nervous. After all, it was his first time to come to the Wanhong Gang's headquarters, and the ones he was about to see were all senior figures in the Wanhong Gang. He had not even qualified to hear these people in the past.

After glanced at Sun Tiejun, he saw his face tense and his throat was constantly moving, obviously even more nervous than himself. This is no wonder that he had been with Wanhong Gang for more than ten years, and it was the first time he had come into contact with the top leaders in the Gang.

At this moment, Mi Mingzhen deliberately slowed down, walked between them, and lowered her voice and said, "You two are so lucky. Today's competition is accompanied by Deputy Gang Leader Pang and several hall masters. This situation is very rare. You two must perform well and seize the opportunity."

When Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun heard this, they both nodded and agreed. They couldn't help but look at each other, and they both ignited the desire to win.

This villa is really big. After walking for more than twenty minutes, I arrived in front of a building. I saw that it was a hall with only one floor, with the words "Hongwu Hall" horizontally on it. It was the same architectural style as the courtyard behind "Wansheng Teahouse". It was all made of wooden structures imitated in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and naturally it was a celebration of the ancestors.

On the seven steps outside this "Hongwu Hall", eight men were all wearing big red Tang suits standing. The man who led Zhang Haotian nodded to Mi Mingzhen and went back.

Mi Mingzhen stood in front of a man with thick eyebrows and said, "Please inform me, and then say that Huanhou Mi Mingzhen, two Jiujiang grandfathers and Sun Tiejun and Zhang Tianlang were ordered to come."

The thick-browed man said "um" and immediately hurried into the hall. After a while, he came back and said, "You guys go in."

Mi Mingzhen nodded and walked up the steps, and Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun followed behind.

When I entered the hall, I saw that it was very spacious, with a size of four or five hundred square meters, which was somewhat similar to the ancient martial arts training grounds I saw on TV. There were some weapons racks all around, including knives, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, forks, rakes, whips, maces, hammers, axes, hooks, sickles, snatches, bows, arrows, and rattan cards, but they looked very old and no one should have used them.

In the entire hall, the most obvious thing is a big wooden sign with the character "Hong" hanging directly in front of the hall. Below this "Hong", there are three rows of steps, and sandalwood seats are installed on each row of steps. At this time, six or seven people were sitting there. Under the steps, there were more than a dozen members of the Wanhong Gang wearing red clothes standing behind their backs.

Looking at these people, it was obvious that even Mi Mingzhen was stunned. After a while, she whispered to Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun: "I didn't expect that today, except for Deputy Gang Leader Pang, all the six leaders of the Hall will be here. You two have a great face."

Zhang Haotian also felt a sudden heart when he heard this, because he knew that in the Wanhong Gang, headed by the Longtou, the following are the deputy gang leader and the six gang leaders of the Hall, the Punishment Hall, the Guan Hall, the Accompanying Hall, the Auditorium, and the Zheng Hall. Although the position of the Hongqi uncle is quite important, it seems that these big figures gathered together today, which seems a bit too serious.

Without having time to think about it, because Mi Mingzhen had already taken Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun to the front, and arrived five or six meters away from the steps, he stopped and bowed: "Mi Mingzhen led his disciple Sun Tiejun and Zhang Tianlang to pay homage to the deputy gang leader and the hall masters."

Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun also bowed with Mi Mingzhen. He looked up and saw that on the third level, the top first-level sandalwood chair was empty, which should be the seat of the Dragon Head Master. There was only one seat on the second level. At this time, there was a person sitting on it, wearing a traditional navy robe, with a thin figure, about sixty years old, with a bit gray temple, long eyebrows, sharp eyes, and majestic face. Naturally, he was the Deputy Gang Leader Pang among these people.

As soon as Zhang Haotian entered the Hongwu Hall, Deputy Gang Leader Pang's eyes were staring at him. He nodded and said, "You are Alang. You are indeed handsome and young and promising. No wonder Mr. Longtou favors you very much, but the position of Mr. Hongqi, with your qualifications, seems to be unable to reach it."

Zhang Haotian quickly said: "Alang has only been in Wanhong Gang for a year, so he dare not fight for the position of Mr. Hongqi. Being listed as a candidate this time is also an extremely unexpected surprise."

Deputy Gang Leader Pang said "Yes" and said, "It's good that you know, but you are a special name by the Longtou Master. According to the rules of our Wanhong Gang, if you want to be promoted to the fourth position, if you don't have enough qualifications, even if you are nominated by the Longtou Master, you must also decide after discussion by the Six Hall Masters. Although this rule has been set for decades, it is the first time today. Alang, don't let the Longtou Master down, don't let me and the six Hall Masters down."

When Zhang Haotian heard this, he was really flattered. You know, he had never met Mr. Longtou before, and he had disobeyed his military orders. Who knew that this Mr. Longtou would actually want to promote him in an extraordinary way and become the youngest Hongqi master in the history of the Wanhong Gang and even the Hong Gang in the past. I really don’t know how to repay this kind of appreciation.

Listening to the words of Deputy Gang Leader Pang, Mi Mingzhen and Sun Tiejun couldn't help but look at Zhang Haotian. Mi Mingzhen's eyes flashed, but a hint of jealousy appeared on Sun Tiejun's face.

Deputy Gang Leader Pang looked at Sun Tiejun and said, "Sun Tiejun, I have heard of you. Over the past ten years, you have been trembling with the Wanhong Gang, made many contributions, and performed very well. Moreover, you received the highest votes this time. According to the rules, you are qualified to take over the position of Mr. Hongqi. However, since Mr. Longtou has other candidates in his mind, you might as well show your true skills to compete with Alang."

Upon hearing this, Sun Tiejun quickly bowed and said, "Yes, I will definitely work hard."

Deputy Gangmaster Pang nodded and said, "Okay, although there are six hall masters sitting in the hall, you cannot know their names according to your current positions, so I won't introduce them one by one. I will preside over this competition, but they will still have to score it. When anyone among you becomes the Hongqi Master, their names will naturally be told."

Listening to his words, Zhang Haotian glanced at the six hall masters sitting in the third row of the steps. He saw that like Deputy Gang Leader Pang, they were all wearing traditional robes. Although they were different in appearance, they should be over 60 years old, especially a thin old man sitting in the middle with white hair and beards, with a very ancient style. He is definitely over 70 years old. It seems that in the Wanhong Gang, age and position are indeed related. I don’t know how old the leader is, and if he came to the headquarters today.

At this time, the Deputy Gang leader Pang said again: "As the uncle of Hongqi, he is the lord of the same place, and he is in the road. He is not good at not having any skills. Sun Tiejun and Zhang Tianlang, you two will compete with each other first, but you must stop when you click and never hurt others. Do you hear it?"

When Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun heard this, they both agreed, then took off their coats and walked to the middle of the hall.

Standing opposite each other, Zhang Haotian bowed to Sun Tiejun first and said, "Uncle Sun, please show mercy to your subordinates."

Sun Tiejun smiled coldly and said, "Alang, I have heard that you are very good at your skills and have never had the chance to compete. I know you want to be this Hongqi Master. Now everyone can try it out."

Speaking of this, he bowed to Zhang Haotian, then shouted loudly, without punching, but stretched out his right leg and kicked Zhang Haotian quickly and quickly. Before his legs arrived, the lever wind had already arrived first.

As the saying goes, "A expert will know if there is any one." Zhang Haotian has no sword in his hand, but he is not unfamiliar with the skills of fist and foot fighting. Looking at the direction and speed of Sun Tiejun's leg, he felt a trembling heart. He immediately slashed out with a palm, trying to block his calves. Then Sun Tiejun's leg was more flexible than his hand. Before his palm could reach it, his right leg wrist turned and attacked his lower abdomen. The change was very fast. Zhang Haotian had no time to block it, so he had to take a step back.

A hint of laughter flashed across Sun Tiejun's face. Before Zhang Haotian could stand firm, he took a big step and kicked out his legs in turn, just like a wheel, and he was really fast.

Although Zhang Haotian's sword skills are a top-notch master, his skills in boxing and footing are much worse. Faced with Sun Tiejun's powerful leg skills, he couldn't figure out the routine for a while, and could only avoid it. However, he became more and more shocked. He had fought with Jie Jiafa with bare hands, but he won without much effort. He always thought that Sun Tiejun's skills should be similar to Jie Jiafa. However, it was not until now that he knew that Sun Tiejun's legs must have been guided by famous teachers and had worked hard, and his skills were far above Jie Jiafa. He had known that there were many people in the world who were hiding dragons and lying tigers. He didn't expect to meet someone now. His skills were not as good as those of Jie Jiafa. Today, I am afraid he really couldn't win.

Seeing Zhang Haotian keep avoiding and having no power to fight back, Sun Tiejun felt even more proud. His legs alternated and he jumped up from time to time to kick Zhang Haotian's head, neck, chest, shoulders and other parts, and for a moment it was like a storm.

It turns out that Sun Tiejun learned "tan legs". In Chinese martial arts, he has always been known as "southern fist, north leg". The southern fist here refers to Hong fist, and "northern legs" is naturally Tan legs. Legend has it that this fist originated from Longtan Temple in Linxi County, Hebei Province, so it is called Tan legs. Another saying was created by people from the Tan surname in Henan, called Tan legs. During the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, Zen Master Xiangji, a monk from Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan, personally visited Longtan Temple in Linxi County, Hebei Province, and met Master Yuekong, a descendant of Kunlun Master. The two monks exchanged and practiced Shaolin's Luohan Fist and Linqingtan Legs to keep for souvenirs. Later, the descendants of Shaolin Temple changed the boxing stance of Tan legs and added two ways, so it was called Shaolin Tan Legs. They fought with people, had great strength, were changeable, and were very practical.

Deputy Gang Leader Pang and several of the six hall masters present are martial arts masters. When they saw Sun Tiejun's leg skills, they all nodded slightly. You should know that the boxing proverb says, "If you practice boxing but not your legs, you are like a rash ghost." Once you practice this leg skills, you can dominate the boxing world. The famous "Ghost Foot Seven" in Guangzhou back then was one of them. Although Sun Tiejun's leg skills are still better than "Ghost Foot Seven", they are also a rare skill in leg skills in modern society.

Zhang Haotian kept dodging and was observing Sun Tiejun's leg tricks to see if he could find any flaws. But after watching for a long time, he sighed in his heart. Sun Tiejun is indeed a master. Although he is attacking, he always maintains a defensive momentum. It is absolutely impossible for him to suddenly attack Ade like he did in Shuangjing Village. Moreover, although his arms are long, they are not as long as Sun Tiejun's legs. If he attacks, he will inevitably suffer losses.

At this time, Zhang Haotian could only sigh secretly that if he had a knife in his hand, then all the problems would no longer exist. No matter how fast Sun Tiejun's legs changed, he could not avoid his blade. Within twenty moves, he was sure to cut this person under the knife, but now, he could only be at a disadvantage and could not even find a solution.

Deputy Gang Leader Pang had already seen that Zhang Haotian could not solve Sun Tiejun's leg skills, so he spoke out: "Alang, it's not a solution for you to keep dodging like this. Forget it, admit defeat and prepare for the second game of the competition."

Zhang Haotian is a person who is born to dislike admitting defeat. Listening to Deputy Gang Leader Pang letting him admit defeat, he looked at Sun Tiejun's legs that kept kicking, and suddenly gritted his teeth and made an unexpected move to everyone. When Sun Tiejun kicked his chest with one leg, he not only did not dodge, but also did not cover his arms. Instead, he stepped forward and took a step forward and stole Sun Tiejun's legs.

After this leg, Zhang Haotian's chest muscles were solid. He endured the feeling of chest tightness and vomiting due to gravity. He opened his arms and suddenly rushed forward, and actually hugged Sun Tiejun, who was blocked and had no time to continue attacking, and then threw him heavily to the ground.

Sun Tiejun was shocked by his "strange trick". He practiced his legs with his father for more than 30 years since he was three years old. His skills were not good at both fists. As soon as his body was touched to the ground, his legs lost their power of martial arts. He wanted to kick Zhang Haotian away, but Zhang Haotian's arms were like iron hoops, hugging his body firmly, then turned over, and actually pressing him under his hands. His hands were already tightly pinching Sun Tiejun's neck, and Sun Tiejun was suffocated and couldn't help but open his mouth.

Zhang Haotian just wanted to win, but before he reached the point of madness, he saw Sun Tiejun open his mouth and breathe, so he let go of his hand and stood up. At this time, he suddenly felt a wet feeling on his chest, and a strong stinging pain came. He immediately understood that Sun Tiejun's leg had kicked the knife wound that he had already healed, and was now leaching bleeding, but there was a black thermal underwear inside, so that outsiders would not see it.

Sun Tiejun had the upper hand, but he didn't expect that he would be immediately restrained by Zhang Haotian's trick. He immediately got up with a gray face and said, "No, this doesn't count. What I had agreed to be a competition kung fu, not a desperate effort, Alang, you... what is your kung fu?"

Seeing this unexpected change, the people in the hall were silent for a moment. After a while, they heard the Deputy Gang Leader Pang slowly say: "This competition is indeed a bit difficult to judge. In terms of kung fu, Sun Tiejun is obviously better than Alang, but Alang finally restrained Sun Tiejun. I can't judge. The six hall masters, let you discuss and decide the outcome. I'll listen to everyone."

Following his words, the six hall masters sitting on the steps began to whisper. After a while, the oldest hall master said something to Deputy Gang Master Pang.

Deputy Gangmaster Pang nodded and then said loudly: "The six masters discussed and decided that Sun Tiejun's kung fu is indeed higher than Zhang Tianlang in this competition, but the final result cannot be ignored, so it is a draw. You two are better than the next game, depending on who has a better shooting skills."

I heard that Zhang Haotian was not afraid of shooting. Seeing Sun Tiejun standing beside him with a tiny face, he smiled and leaned over and whispered: "Uncle Sun, I didn't know why I thought of falling just now. Don't be surprised. To be honest, your leg skills are really great, and I admire them very much."

What he said was the truth, but Sun Tiejun snorted and said, "Alang, I really have to fight to the death. Am I afraid of you? Stop talking sarcastic. Let's compare the next level, let me see how your marksmanship is?"

Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "I only learned to shoot not long ago, so I will naturally not be your opponent, Mr. Sun."

Sun Tiejun snorted again: "This is real kung fu, and you can't do anything strange tricks you can come up with."

While speaking, he saw several middle-aged men from the Wanhong Gang carrying the table and placing them in the hall thirty or forty meters away from Zhang Haotian and Sun Tiejun, and then there were eight bottles of beer on it.

Soon, another middle-aged man came over, holding two of the most common May 4 pistols in the underworld and handed them to them.

Deputy Gang leader Pang said, "There are eight bullets in this pistol. You stand there and shoot at the beer bottles. See whoever hits more bottles will win. Which of you two will come first?"

Sun Tiejun had practiced shooting skills. He knew that if he had good grades first, it would put psychological pressure on Zhang Haotian. He immediately said loudly: "I'll come first."

As he said, he moved his footsteps, facing the table with beer bottles, took a long breath, then slowly stretched out his arm, held a pistol and aimed. After half a minute, he heard the "bang bang bang" sound, and the beer bottles were smashed to pieces, and fragments and wine were spread all over the floor.

Seeing the eight beer bottles disappear in front of him, Sun Tiejun blew the muzzle proudly and looked at Zhang Haotian with his eyes full of provocation.

At this time, Deputy Gang Leader Pang slowly slammed his feet and said, "Good marksmanship, good marksmanship, Sun Tiejun, I didn't expect that your legs are good and your marksmanship is so good. No wonder everyone recommends you. Just being a Jiujiang is indeed burying talents like you."

Sun Tiejun quickly bowed and said modestly, then looked at Zhang Haotian and said, "Alang, look at you. I believe your marksmanship is better than mine."

Zhang Haotian looked at him, smiled slightly, suddenly raised his arm and hooked the machine.

After the "bang bang bang" gunshot, the beer bottle on the table was still there, but the bottleneck disappeared, and only one bottle was smashed to pieces.
Chapter completed!