Jin Jingcheng told Master Tang about the encirclement and bloody battle he encountered last night, the situation where he officially drew his sword to fight, the conflicts and entanglements between him and Quan Changxu, and the identity of the president and father behind Quan Changxu... in detail.

After hearing this, Master Tang said with relief: "From breaking but not standing to breaking but then standing, it's interesting. It seems that your current folding knife skills have indeed made a new breakthrough."

Master Tang used his own characteristics to speak.

Jin Jingcheng said humbly: "It's not enough. Compared with you, Master, it's much worse."

"Boy, how long have you been practicing? How long have I been practicing? How can I compare with me?" Master Tang said with a funny look, and then said, "But you must admit that you have realized something."

Jin Jingcheng was silent and still felt a little proud. It was not easy to get Master Tang’s praise. Master Tang’s praise was a great affirmation for him.

Master Tang added: "What I meant to realize this time is not just about your Kung Fu."

Jin Jingcheng asked: "What else do you mean?"

Master Tang said: "There is still life!"

The topic of life is too big and deep. Jin Jingcheng didn't understand it for a while, and it was difficult to guess what Master Tang meant.

Master Tang did not keep it insincere: "Although I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and have been immersed in the Chinese Kung Fu, I have not become a stubborn and conservative person because of this. I also know that the age is different now. Sometimes, no matter how strong the individual's force is, it is not possible to not know how to adapt and utilize external resources."

Before Jin Jingcheng could say anything, Master Tang continued: "Knowing to use the resources you have is also a meaning, and a very interesting meaning. What I mean by what I mean by you this time is this point, because you are willing to find me in time, because I... can also be considered a resource for you."

Jin Jingcheng hurriedly said, "Jingcheng dares not."

Master Tang smiled and said, "Don't be too polite to me."

Then he said, "I'll do something, wait for my phone call."

After saying that, Master Tang hung up the phone.

Jin Jingcheng, who was leaving behind the phone, showed a confused expression while listening to the busy voice on the phone.

But after thinking for a moment, Jin Jingcheng seemed to have guessed something.

He felt that Master Tang must have done something for him.

He was sure that Master Tang asked him to make this call not just out of concern for him, not just a master's order, it must have a purpose.

And this purpose is likely to be that Master Tang has a way to help him.

"How can he help me, Master?"

Jin Jingcheng murmured, but couldn't think of the answer, but fortunately the answer would be revealed soon.

What he didn't know was that the call he called Master Tang would turn into five calls.

...

New York, USA.

Down Martial Arts Hall in Chinatown.

After hanging up Jin Jingcheng's phone call, the owner of Tang walked out of the residence and walked out into the classical yard outside.

Walking through the yard where his apprentices practice martial arts during the day, the owner of the Tang Pavilion walked to a small tree in a corner of the yard.

This little tree is where Jin Jingcheng practiced the folding knife.

It was under this little tree that Jin Jingcheng practiced the state of "green shade everywhere".

While looking at the little tree and thinking about the past when Jin Jingcheng worked hard here, the owner of Tang couldn't help but smile with a gratitude.

The smile immediately disappeared, and the owner of Tang dialed a phone number on his mobile phone.

The phone was connected, and a voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, is it Brother Tang?"

The owner of the Tang Pavilion smiled and said, "Yuanlong, didn't you tell you not to call me Brother Tang? Your current identity is different from the past, this is breaking my life! Just call me Wuyi directly."

The other party did not make any more politeness and asked directly: "Wuyi, is there anything wrong with me?"

The owner of the Tang Pavilion did not take a turn: "It's because there's something to do to you, but it's not really helpful, it's your business."

Immediately, the owner of the Tang Pavilion started briefly speaking to the phone...

...

Northeast China.

In an office of the Shenyang Military Region Command.

A general in military uniform was sitting behind his desk reviewing military documents.

At this moment, he received a call from New York, USA.

After the phone hung up, he couldn't help but stand up from the seat and walked to the sofa to sit.

While sitting, he smoked a cigarette, while silently pondering something.

After a while, he picked up his cell phone again and dialed a phone number.

The person who called was a senior school official.

However, at this time, the senior official was in South Korea.

Seoul, South Korea.

A secret military base in the suburbs.

In a desolate martial arts training ground, many soldiers were gathering at this time, and a fierce fighting exercise was being conducted.

It's said there are a lot, but in fact there aren't many, just under a hundred.

However, the soldiers who can appear in this martial arts training field today are all extraordinary existences.

Many of them are Korean special forces.

There are also twenty special forces from the Shenyang Military Region of China, and these twenty elite soldiers were carefully selected from all the special forces in the Shenyang Military Region, and they are considered special forces vanguards.

At this time, on the martial arts training ground, there was a tall, strong, majestic and solemn man standing.

The man's name is Tiehu, who looks in his thirties and is wearing the military uniform of a Chinese special forces soldier.

At this moment, Tiehu was surrounded by more than a dozen Korean special forces.

Among these dozen Korean special forces, there are also several Korean special forces vanguards. The team is led by a Korean officer named Kim Dong-woo, who is also the captain of a mysterious special forces in South Korea. In addition, Kim Dong-woo himself is a special forces vanguard.

"attack!"

With Kim Dong-woo's order, more than a dozen Korean special forces launched a siege on Tiehu.

A passionate and burning combat battle began to take place in a thrilling manner.

One by one, Korean special forces were constantly knocked to the ground by Tiehu's fists.

The other Korean special forces around could not help but feel creepy.

The twenty Chinese special forces vanguards watching couldn't help but cheer for Tiehu.

After a moment, more than a dozen Korean special forces fell to the ground.

Tiehu's eyes pressed towards Jin Dongyou: "Brother Jin, it's your turn now."

Kim Dong-woo smiled indifferently: "I am older than you, so you should give in."

Tiehu said: "Are you begging for mercy?"

Kim Dong-woo's face became so serious that he yelled: "Beg for mercy by bullshit."

After saying that, Kim Dong-woo rushed towards Tiehu, and the two fought together.

But soon, Kim Dong-woo was knocked to the ground by Tiehu.

Tiehu approached Kim Dong-woo, stretched out his hand, and friendlyly helped Kim Dong-woo up.

Kim Dongyou complained with a sad expression: "Oh, why do I lose to you every time? I don't accept it!"

This scene was seen by two senior school officials standing not far away.

One of the senior school officials is from South Korea, named Kim Sung-kyung.

Another senior school official is from China and is named Liang Siyong.

Jin Chengjing praised Liang Siyong in English and said, "It's this Tiehu again, with such a powerful skill and a domineering fist. I have always been curious whether he has the name Tiehu because of his pair of iron fists and has killed a tiger?"

Liang Siyong was secretly proud and nodded in English, responding in English: "You really guessed it right."

"Really?" Jin Sung-kyung said in surprise, unable to help laughing, "It's really interesting."

At this moment, a guard hurriedly ran to Liang Siyong with a cell phone, and said cautiously to Liang Siyong's ear: "Report, Chief Jiang from the Military Region called."

Liang Siyong's face suddenly became sour. After saying "sorry" to Jin Chengjing, he walked to the corner to answer the phone.

"Hello, Chief Jiang." Liang Siyong said respectfully.

"Iron Hu is by your side now?"

"Yes." Liang Siyong responded, feeling a little confused.

"Let him be discharged from the army!"

Liang Siyong suddenly widened his eyes in shock: "What...what?"

"Let him be discharged from the army immediately!" The person on the other end of the phone emphasized.
To be continued...