A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

"Enter!"

"Attention alert!"

The alarm blared throughout the street as police from the Intelligence and Crime Investigation Bureau stormed into the gate.

"What are you going to do?"

Shan Ying hadn't yet recovered from her fight with Feng Yuxiu. She had just changed her clothes and was sitting in a chair, planning to go out for a meal, when she suddenly saw a large group of Hong Kong police officers at the door.

"Are there any other people in the martial arts school? Where did Brother Xia go?"

The leader was a young policeman who saw Shan Ying and hurriedly asked her a question.

"No, I'm all alone. What happened?" Shan Ying glanced behind her; there were even mobile units arriving.

"All off."

The young policeman let out a long sigh of relief and waved his hand. The policemen on guard behind him straightened up and put the safety on their pistols.

"Ms. Shan, we've received orders that a thug might be causing trouble. We're really sorry to disturb your business."

Xiahou Wu was their police force's martial arts instructor, so they were naturally very familiar with Shan Ying.

Shan Ying smiled and said, "It's alright, it's alright. This is a martial arts school, and ordinary people wouldn't dare to mess around here."

Shan Ying still had no idea what had happened.

"Then we'll leave first."

The young policeman waved, and the team members got into their vehicles and left.

That's their efficiency: if a problem is found, they dispatch officers; if there's no problem, they return.

"strangeness……"

Dan Ying looked puzzled, turned around and went upstairs to pack her things, her brows furrowing as she bent over.

"damn it."

She was slapped hard by Feng Yuxiu, and half of her buttocks was swollen. Now, when she bends over, her skin and flesh feel painful.

"Where did this come from!"

boom.

Suddenly the door of the martial arts school was pushed open, and Xiahou Wu and Lu Xuanxin rushed in.

Behind him followed a group of martial arts disciples who had been given a break by Shan Ying.

"Junior sister, are you okay?"

Xiahou Wu rushed anxiously to Shan Ying and looked her up and down.

"It's alright, senior. What's wrong with you all today? The police came earlier too... Did something happen?"

Xiahou Wu breathed a sigh of relief and glanced back at Lu Xuanxin.

Lu Xuanxin nodded.

"Junior sister, you wait for me upstairs with Inspector Lu."

"Oh." Lu Xuanxin nodded. "Lu sir, please come upstairs."

After the two went upstairs, Xiahou Wu turned to the apprentice and said, "From now on, don't let strangers into the martial arts school. When it's open for business, any strangers who come in must call me."

Xiahou Wu was certain that the man who was killing martial arts masters everywhere was a master of all schools of martial arts.

He challenged all three major systems: grappling, leg techniques, and internal martial arts.

Now, only external martial arts and weapons remain in the martial arts world.

If the martial arts master doesn't go after him, then the weapon master is the only one left.

Apart from Hong Ye, there were no other active martial arts masters in the martial arts world during this era.

"Master... um... there's something I need to tell you..."

One of the apprentices stared at Xiahou Wu, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Speak," Xiahou Wu replied casually, still thinking about Hong Ye's matter.

“Master Shan just gave us the day off, and a man came looking for her.”

Xiahou Wu grunted in response, then suddenly froze, his eyes widening as he turned to stare at his disciple. "What did you just say?"

"Master Shan closed the school after we left, and it lasted for about half an hour. I stayed outside the whole time. Then that man came out..." "I could tell he walked with a steady gait, so he was obviously a martial artist."

Xiahou Wu clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles protruding, and his masseter muscles bulging out of his mouth.

"I understand. You can continue your martial arts practice."

Turning around, Xiahou Wu's eyes turned sinister and fierce.

why?
Why didn't the junior sister tell him when she came in? What was she doing coming into the martial arts school alone? Why did the junior sister close the school?

Who exactly is that man?
What did the two of them do in the martial arts gym for half an hour?
Xiahou Wu suddenly felt a fire burning in his chest, and he felt his whole body being replaced by anger.

Junior sister.

Such a pure junior sister, a junior sister who grew up with him since childhood, he never crossed any boundaries from childhood to adulthood in order to maintain a reliable identity for her.

Could it be that my junior sister has been hanging out with other men during this time?

Do not! ! !
She is the successor of the He Yi Sect's master's wife, how could she possibly be with other worldly men?

In this society, what man is good enough for his junior sister?

Xiahou Wu was furious, jealous, and hysterically manic.

He walked step by step to the second floor, stood at the window, and glanced slightly to the side.

Lu Xuanxin and her junior sister sat together, their faces beaming with smiles. Lu Xuanxin was laughing happily, though she didn't know what her junior sister had said to her.

The two have a good relationship in private.

Looking at his junior sister's stunning figure and gentle face, Xiahou Wu closed his eyes, but a blurry image appeared in his mind.

The figure was a man, who was standing in front of his junior sister with a smile, playing with the end of her hair with his right hand.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Xiahou Wu forcibly suppressed his inner turmoil and then went inside.

"Junior sister, just now some of the disciples were saying that someone from the martial arts school came earlier, right? To sign up for martial arts lessons?"

Xiahou Wu sat down gently, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and frowned. "The tea is cold."

Dan Ying's expression changed slightly; the remaining tea in that cup was left behind by Feng Yuxiu when he left.

Why did my senior brother drink it?

"Junior sister?" Xiahou Wu reminded her.

Dan Ying quickly said "Oh," her voice tinged with a hint of panic, "Well... there is someone who came to register."

As she spoke, she took out the money that Feng Yuxiu had left behind when he left, which amounted to several thousand yuan.

This would be a considerable asset even in Hong Kong.

"Where are they? Let me check the registration information," Xiahou Wu said with a smile.

Lu Xuanxin ate her snacks on the side, completely unconcerned, after all, this was He Yi Sect's business.

She came to find out the truth behind the murder of martial arts practitioners.

Dan Ying felt a little helpless, as if there was a needle under her butt. "The person... is gone. Maybe he was a rich person."

Dan Ying dared not tell the truth, since Xiahou Wu was in charge of everything in the He Yi Sect.

Most importantly, as the deputy leader of the He Yi Sect, she was actually challenged by a stranger.

If this news gets out, He Yi Men's business in Hong Kong will be completely cut off.

For martial arts practitioners and those who run martial arts schools, the biggest fear is being challenged by others.

Back then, Ip Man fought his way through the entire Foshan area and eventually established himself there, which is how his Wing Chun style flourished.

Therefore, Shan Ying absolutely could not admit that she had lost.

Otherwise, if word gets out, all the martial arts school's disciples will definitely run away.

Even her senior brother's career in the police force will fail. They have worked so hard to get to where they are now from Foshan, and they absolutely cannot let it end in her hands.

Xiahou Wu's face turned extremely pale; he lost his composure.

My junior sister still won't say who that man is. Could he really be her lover?

In that instant, Xiahou Wu's mindset became twisted. (End of Chapter)