Don't understand foreign languages?

Xu Feng's brow moved... This is a good opportunity!

If we can help Huang Feihong solve a problem, wouldn’t it be easy to become a disciple?

Seeing a few polite foreigners in the inner hall wearing foreign clothes and walking out with anger, Xu Feng didn't care about it and shouted in stiff English at the top of his voice: "I.can.speak.Eeglish!"

This is the primary school level English, which means: I can speak foreign language!

As soon as these words were said, Ya Pisu and A Kuan were both stunned, their eyes full of surprise and admiration.

In this era, there are very few English-speaking people!

Xu Feng felt ashamed in his heart... After four years of college dog career, I didn't learn a few words in real English, but I watched movies every day and learned a lot with the subtitles.

It’s too difficult to speak English, but basic communication should be fine.

A tall foreigner laughed and waved to Xufeng.

That posture was full of insults, like attracting another pet.

Xu Feng felt angry, stood there, looking up at the group of "foreign masters" coldly with his face raised.

In this era, most Tang people were afraid of foreigners, but Xu Feng was not afraid.

Huang Feihong frowned slightly, and there was no trace of emotion on his old-fashioned face, "Who is this little brother?"

Xu Feng hurriedly bowed to Huang Feihong, "Master Huang, I am... I have returned from studying abroad, my name is Xu Feng."

Xu Feng told him about his identity that he had thought of in advance.

If you don’t say that you are studying abroad, your outfit will definitely attract doubts.

Huang Feihong nodded slightly at Xu Feng, as he recognized Xu Feng's identity.

"Since I am a top student who has returned from studying abroad, please ask Brother Xufeng to translate it for me."

Huang Feihong's voice is not high, but he is full of confidence and every word can be touched by his ears.

The tall foreigner glanced at Xu Feng contemptuously and said something foreign.

He said it very quickly, but fortunately Xu Feng knew the general plot and even listened and guessed, he understood.

Xu Feng frowned and said to Huang Feihong truthfully:

"Master Huang, this foreigner is called Horton, and he is a subordinate of General Wigens of the English country. This time he came to discuss with Master Huang about the vegetable dealers seizing their rental land. They said you are the most prestigious person in Furshan, and the vegetable dealers all listen to you. If you order the vegetable dealers to withdraw from the concession, they will give you 1,000 Longyang as a hard-earned fee. If you disagree, they will use their methods to solve the problem."

Xu Feng's translation was quite restrained and blocked some of the insulting words.

Huang Feihong's face was calm, "Tell him, I need to consider this matter, and I will visit him tomorrow."

Xu Feng immediately translated Huang Feihong's words to the tall foreigner Horton.

When Holden heard this, he was furious and cursed and reached out to push Huang Feihong.

Horton is tall and has long arms, and is one and a half head taller than Huang Feihong. He weighs about 200 kilograms. If an ordinary Tangren is suddenly pushed by him, he will definitely fall to the ground.

Huang Feihong's face did not change his expression, and he cleverly turned sideways, avoiding Horton's arm pushing, and at the same time, he only used one hand to grab Horton's elbow joint and twisted the opposite direction-

With a crisp "click" sound, the foreigner's arm was dislocated.

sharp!

He is truly a master!

The movements are easy and casual, and you can put the other person in a useless place with just one move!

Huang Feihong obviously didn't take any serious action, otherwise he could kill the other party with one move!

Xu Feng really wants to shout "Master" to Huang Feihong now!

Holden covered his dislocated shoulders, screamed like a pig, and shouted in English, "Save me, my hand is broken."

Xu Feng is too lazy to translate.

Huang Feihong was behind his back with his hands, his face still flattering, "Tell this foreigner, stop howling, just find a Chinese doctor to be honest when you go back."

Xu Feng pursed his lips and said seriously: "Sorry, Master Huang... I won't read this sentence."

Huang Feihong's ancient Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile that was not easy to detect was raised at the corner of his mouth, but he soon returned to his original old-fashioned attitude.

The foreigners walked away cursingly. Ya Pisu was afraid that they would come back to find trouble, so they simply closed the door.

Huang Feihong scolded: "Asu! Why do you do when you close the door? Our Baozhilin runs a clinic. If the clinic is afraid of closing the door, what should the patient do?"

Yashu Su opened the door obediently.

Xu Feng bowed his hand and was about to speak, A Kuan, who was beside him, took the lead and said, "Master Huang, my name is Liang Kuan, I am here to become a disciple! I also brought you a char siu bun!"

A Kuan looked down at the broken food box, then scratched his head embarrassedly, "The char siu bun was broken by teeth rubbing soda, but it doesn't matter. Master Huang, as long as you accept me as your disciple to teach me martial arts, I am willing to respect you every day!"

As for what the stall owner told him, he had already left it behind.

Yapaisu muttered in a low voice: "Do you think the master is a stolen money?"

Huang Feihong said with a stern face: "Take a horse stance to show me."

"yes!"

A Kuan was overjoyed, moved his arm joints twice, then kicked his legs, and then did a series of fancy movements before half-squatting down.

Huang Feihong nodded and said, "I have a good foundation. I'll ask you first, why are you learning martial arts?"

A Kuan said naturally: "Of course I won't let others bully you. I will have to fight for tooth and blood, and make those who have bullied me pay the price!"

Huang Feihong's expression has not changed, but there is a hint of disappointment in his pupils:

"Starting tomorrow, you can practice with the brothers of the militia."

A Kuan was stunned and said with an unhappy face: "I don't want to practice with the militia. The militia is superficial all over the world. I want to learn unique skills from my master! Even if you can even wiping the teeth, why can't I do it?"

Huang Feihong said lightly: "I will no longer accept disciples. If you want to practice martial arts and self-defense, just go to the militia."

A Kuan gritted his teeth, "Master Huang, do you think you didn't bring you a gift? I brought a char siu bun!"

"This is not a problem with char siu buns." Huang Feihong did not explain too much to A Kuan, "Asu, give away guests."

Yassasu walked up with her fists clenched and said proudly: "Please!"

A Kuan glared at Huang Feihong angrily, "Huang Feihong! If you don't accept me today, you will regret it! One day, I will call back and dismantle your Baozhilin sign!"

After saying that, A Kuan rushed out angrily.

Alas, it's still a child... Xu Feng shook his head.

No wonder Huang Feihong refused to accept Liang Kuan. It is also a disaster for such immature people to accept him.

Huang Feihong glanced at Xu Feng, "Asu, give me two pieces of Longyang for Brother Xu Feng, thank you for your translation."

After saying that, Huang Feihong turned around and walked towards the inner hall.

Xu Feng quickly stepped forward and bowed and said, "Master Huang, I didn't want to pay me, I want to be your teacher."

Huang Feihong turned around in surprise, frowned and looked at Xu Feng, "Don't you understand the Tang Dynasty after you returned from studying abroad?"

"I had already said when Liang Kuan was a disciple just now that I would not accept disciples."
Chapter completed!