Several foreigners were placed beside the tables and chairs next to the ring, looking around in horror, waiting honestly.

Huo Tingen looked at them and asked Nong Jinsun in a low voice with some concern: "Uncle Nong, these foreigners were sent by Boss Du. If Boss Du beat them, will Boss Du..."

He didn't finish his words, but Nong Jinsun also understood what he meant.

After a smile, Nong Jinsun said disrespectfully: "If these foreigners have status and status, and have money, will they be sent here to Boss Du?"

"I'm afraid Boss Du just wants to borrow our hands to deal with them!"

After hearing him say that, Huo Tingen pondered for a moment and asked again: "But no matter how they say they are, they are all foreigners. They beat them and turned to the police station to investigate them. What should I do?"

Nong Jinsun glanced at him: "It's not your fight, what are you afraid of?"

After saying that, he realized that his words were a bit explicit and added: "There is nothing that cannot be solved with money in the world. Isn't it just a few slaps? At most, some money is paid. If Anan is not enough, we will help him get it together. Anyway, these foreigners are short of money to pay back the debt."

"Even if it gets a big deal, you can see Fernan's skills. If he wants to run away, who can catch him? There is Lao Xie help in the police station. If you can't find us, don't be afraid."

Chen Zhen also added from the side: "Fernan is right. Foreigners bully the weak and are afraid of the strong. This is not a concession, so we have no reason to be afraid of them."

Huo Tingen nodded and felt much more relieved.

Nong Jinsun instructed seriously: "The most important thing for you now is to practice martial arts well. The date of the Hongkou Dojo is about to come, so you cannot relax."

"I see."

Huo Tingen clenched his fists, and Chen Zhen nodded seriously.

"Brother! Fifth Brother!"

A brother of Jingwu ran over from the door and reported, "There is a neon man outside the door and said he wanted to find the director."

"Neon Man?"

Chen Zhen looked furious and looked at Huo Tingen.

"Go and have a look."

Huo Tingen walked towards the gate.

Nong Jinsun also followed and muttered in confusion: "The date of the appointment has not arrived yet, why are you here again?"

As he said that, the brother he rushed over to report to asked, "Are you sure it's only one?"

"Confirm, a neon man, wearing a samurai uniform, but not wearing a weapon."

"Why don't you bring a weapon, what's the point of doing?"

While talking, several people came to the door, but saw a middle-aged man with a square forehead, wide face and flat head standing outside the door.

Nong Jinsun stepped forward: "Sir, what's wrong?"

The middle-aged man smiled kindly and spoke in a slightly awkward Shang Hai dialect: "My name is Chuanyue Manfu, and he is the head coach of the Neon Kingdom Black Dragon Association."

"Fungo Funfu?"

Nong Jinsun was shocked, and the Jingwu brothers behind him also took a few steps forward and stared at Chuanyue Manfu with vigilance.

Raising his hand, Nong Jinsun asked his brothers to retreat.

It would be a bit of a loss to make people scare me alone.

He looked at Funjo Fumio and asked in a deep voice: "If I remember correctly, how many days will there be before the date of the battle? What do you want to do when you come here today?"

Fumio Fumio naturally lowered his hands and looked serious: "I came this time, not representing the Hongkou Dojo, nor the Black Dragon Society. I came to visit the Director of Jingwumen as a private person."

"Hmph! The weasel wishes the chicken a happy new year, ill intentions!"

Brothers Youjingwu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Fumio Fumio's eyes were calm and he just pretended that he didn't hear it.

Nong Jinsun, Huo Tingen, Chen Zhen and others exchanged their eyes before they let go of their positions.

Huo Tingen stepped forward and extended his hand to invite: "I am the young director of Jingwu Sect, please come in!"

Since they reported to the mountain gate and came to visit, there was no reason for them to turn them away.

Moreover, they came alone and didn't even dare to let others enter, and they would inevitably be laughed at by others when they were heard.

There were not many free places on the set, and Ho Tingen led the Shinjoki Funfu to the warehouse.

The place has been cleaned up, used to store the equipment and tools on the set, and a straw mat is laid in the middle to serve as a place for the on-duty brothers to rest at night.

Fenan rushed over after hearing the news. After seeing Funfu Chuanyue, he understood what was going on.

The brothers did not let the brothers come in. Huo Tingen and Chen Zhen and Chuanyue Funfu sat opposite each other on the straw mat, while Nong Jinsun and Fei Nan sat on the other side and watched quietly.

Fumio Fumio looked around with a smile and said seriously: "When I was in Neon Country, I heard about Master Huo Yuanjia and Huo, but I never had the chance to see him. I didn't expect that hearing his news again would be bad news, which is really a pity."

When he heard about Huo Yuanjia, Huo Tingen suddenly became angry and snorted coldly and asked, "Are you here today to provoke Jingwu Sect?"

"Please don't get me wrong, I don't mean that."

Fumio Chuanyu said seriously: "I am deeply sorry about Master Huo's death. I came here this time to actually solve a misunderstanding. I know that you have received a letter of war, which was issued in my name, but I can say responsibly that I did not challenge Jingwumen in any way, which is a misunderstanding."

"Is there any difference if I misunderstand it or not?"

Huo Tingen glared at him and said coldly: "My father is dead, he was killed by you! You are still here to pretend, what's the point?"

Fumio Fumio shook his head and said, "I know that Master Huo had a fight with our Black Dragon Society's teacher Ryuichi Akutagawa, and that fight had something to do with his death. But I want to say that this result was not Akutagawa Ryuichi, nor was it the intention of our Black Dragon Society."

"The martial arts of our Black Dragon Society are inherited from Tang Shu and are in line with Chinese martial arts. The reason why our Black Dragon Society sets up martial arts schools in Shanghai, Tianjin and other places is to promote the exchange of neon martial arts and Chinese martial arts."

"We Black Dragon will have strict regulations. We must never take any action when competing and competing. Even new members who have just joined the club know this."

Huo Tingen clenched his fists and sneered, "What do you mean is that my father's death has nothing to do with Ryuichi Akutagawa?"

"I don't mean that..."

Fumio Fumio wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Ho Tingen, "You don't have to say anything more. What's the point of saying this now? My father is dead. No matter what you say, he won't let him live again."

"I want to say..."

"Needless to say!"

Huo Tingen stood up, stared at Chuanyue Wenfu, gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I am still alive, I will not let the Hongkou Dojo stay in Shanghai!"

After saying that, he turned his back and stopped looking at Funfu Chuanyue: "There are three days left! See you in Hongkou Dojo!"

"well!"
Chapter completed!