After handing over to Wan Zonghua and intending to bid farewell, he smiled and nodded to Wan Ruonan, after saying hello.

Li Changheng was about to get in the car when Wan Ruonan suddenly said, "Brother Heng, in a few days all the boxing masters in Chinatown will hold an annual exchange meeting.

At that time, there will not only be activities such as lion dance, but also exchanges of Kung Fu experience and martial arts competitions among disciples.

If you are interested, you can take a look. "

"Nonsense."

After hearing this, Wan Zonghua became angry.

Although Wan Zonghua had to bow his head because of Li Changheng's identity and status, he actually hated Kungfu being passed on to foreigners.

This idea is self-contained, but also very realistic.

Except that this is the skill used by the masters to eat, and the ancestors have spent countless energy, blood and sweat to sum it up, so why teach it to foreigners.

People like Wan Zonghua who want to live a stable life and often bear it can only use kung fu as the last trump card.

If you really can't survive, you can kill your enemies with your fists.

Moreover, this is not only to defend against Americans, but also to defend against Chinese.

Chinese-American gangs have existed for a long time, but the scale has been small before the 1970s. The reason is very simple.

The first is the early 1970s, which was not yet the peak period of mass immigration.

Chinatown at this time is basically the descendants of immigrants. These people are actually American, and there will always be some family property passed down from various relationships and ancestors.

So at this time, the residents of Chinatown rarely mix gangs.

Only after the early 1980s, Chinatown, which only lived in a population of 100,000, exploded to 70,000 to 800,000 people.

Hundreds of people can't even find a job as a dishwasher in Chinatown.

Only then will there be a large number of people who cannot survive and have to take risks.

Of course, some people want to take shortcuts for various reasons.

That's why it is said that kung fu is actually against one's own people.

The second is that if kung fu is learned by a foreigner, and there is no final means of counterattack, people like Wan Zonghua should really kneel down.

Or just pick up a gun.

Kung fu can cause disabilities, but most of the time it is subdued or injured, and the crimes are basically not serious.

But the firearms can't be controlled at all, and they will only go to a road of no return in the end.

So not only Wan Zonghua is unwilling to spread Kungfu, but even all the masters, apprentices and ordinary Chinese who teach boxing in Chinatown think this way.

Wan Zonghua glared at his daughter Ruonan and blamed, "Mr. Li has important things to do these days, so how can he have the time to go to a show-like competition?"

Li Changheng smiled inwardly after listening to it. If it was a show-like competition, he obviously wanted to dispel his interest.

However, even if Wan Ruonan didn't invite him, Li Changheng, who has been eyeing various kung fu schools, would still visit Chinatown.

Either by spending money, or by helping to open a martial arts gym in New York, or even making a promise of protection, there will always be a way to make the masters of various schools willing to teach him Kung Fu.

And if you want to do this, at least you have to get in touch with it first.

So Li Changheng smiled and stopped Wan Zonghua from continuing to teach Wan Ruonan, "Master Wan, after this trouble is settled, I still have to come to the door to thank him personally.

And not to mention anything else, in my various industries in New York, I need a small group of trustworthy people to help me do things or watch. "

Wan Zonghua scolded in his heart when he heard it, and the thing he was most worried about still appeared.

Once Li Changheng came to thank him, it is likely that some masters who had a bad life would come to him for money and power.

After all, Master Ye in Hong Kong Island and Zhang Tianzhi's current situation in the past few years have already shown that life will be much better with Li Changheng.

In addition to providing job opportunities, those apprentices who have already graduated from the master but have no money to open a martial arts gym and can only continue to live in Chinatown, there will definitely be a group of people who will seek refuge with Li Changheng for their livelihood.

The masters have no reason to stop it, otherwise it is not impossible for you to raise it, or for the master and apprentice to turn their faces.

Wan Zonghua hesitated for a while, his face changed greatly, and finally he could only compromise again, "Henry, if you are free, we certainly welcome you to be our guest."

Li Changheng laughed, cupped his hands and said, "Then it's settled, I will try to solve those troublesome things as soon as possible, and join in the fun, relax, and relax."

Wan Zonghua's expression was not very good, and he laughed a few times in embarrassment, but he had to say a few words of welcome.

On the other hand, when they heard the conversation between the two, some of the Chinese protecting Wan Zonghua already showed great joy.

Not only was Li Changheng not surprised by this, but he felt it was normal. This is reality.

Of course, he did not intend to change the status quo of the Chinese in the United States, because this is unrealistic and he cannot do it alone.

Smiling, he said to Wan Zonghua's father and daughter, "Do you want me to drop you off? In case it's too late and you encounter unnecessary troubles."

"no, I'm fine."

Seeing that Li Changheng was worried about the safety of his father and daughter, Wan Zonghua felt a lot more relieved, but when he thought that when he faced Li Changheng, he could only accept it passively except for compromise.

Coupled with the fact that her own daughter is obviously showing signs of nympho, she is in a bad mood again.

Suppressing his depression, he smiled embarrassingly and waved his hands again and again, "Don't worry, Henry, the Wan family is a family that has lived in San Francisco for generations.

There is still some face in black and white. "

Li Changheng couldn't help curling his lips, maybe the San Francisco police really won't touch Wan Zonghua because they took the money.

But to say that he has a lot of face is to overestimate himself.

In the movie, he was just a head of the Immigration Bureau, and he almost killed him, and because of his scruples, he didn't dare to do black hands to the combat instructor of the Marine Corps.

In the end, my legs were all broken, and I almost didn't pass the test.

As for Master Ye, Lao Ye is a passer-by and has a terminal illness, so he has much less scruples.

In fact, he didn't do anything wrong at first, but he realized that the instructor named Barton wanted to break his hand, so there was nothing to say.

Hitting the back of the head, kicking the crotch, inserting eyes, locking the throat, and anti-joint skills are all used.

But even so, Lao Ye just twisted Barton's hand in the end, but didn't really kill him.

Of course, both Lao Ye and Wan Zonghua had scruples, and that Barton didn't dare to beat Wan Zonghua to death in public.

After all, it is a legal society, UU Reading www. Not to mention uukanshu.com's vicious tricks in private, they broke Wan Zonghua's legs in the open, and then severely humiliated him.

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After getting into the car and waving goodbye to Wan Zonghua and his daughter, Li Changheng told Barney, who was driving, to go directly to Las Vegas.

After waiting on the Golden Gate Bridge, he said to the trench in the co-pilot seat, "Ray, you take the DEA people to Los Angeles.

If necessary, stop the local police and FB`I in the name of arresting 'reading'.

In case someone disturbs Lanying and the ninjas of Yazuo's family. "

"clear."

Teng Teng nodded and brought the DEA commando team over. He had already planned to do it himself or use the DEA as a cover.

After the convoy crossed the bridge, they laid down the trenches and split into two.

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