Chapter 1** Elite Soldiers

Zhang Yi thought he had brought all the crew could drink and was able to resist, but he didn't want to be swept away by Zeng Wentao and others in an instant. Zhang Yi had no choice but to urinate and escape, so he vomited out some of the wine he drank.

The amount of alcohol you drink has nothing to do with the quality of your Kung Fu. But everyone else seems to be "drinking" through the battlefield, and Zhang Yimou, who is a good drinker, has already gone under the table.

Another bottle of Maotai was drained. Zhang Yi remained somewhat awake and then said to the waiter: "Two more bottles."

"Well, sir, I'm sorry, our hotel no longer has Maotai. How about changing to a different kind of wine?" the waiter said a little embarrassed.

When Zhang Yi heard this, he was stunned, and then he scanned the table and the wine bottles under the table. There were indeed a lot of them. Nowadays, it is good to have so many Maotai in a hotel in mainland China.

"How long will it take to go shopping now?" Zhang Yi frowned and said immediately.

"I'm afraid I can't buy it at night these days. Even if I can buy it, it will probably take some time," the waiter said.

"Then give me two bottles of the best wine you have here." Zhang Yi said immediately.

"Wait!" Zeng Wentao said immediately, "Mr. Zhang, the wine has been delivered tonight. How about we drink it after the filming of the movie is completed?"

"Okay! I'll make sure you all drink up when the time comes." Zhang Yi said with a smile. Then he looked at Lin Xiao, saw him nodded, and then went out, apparently to check out.

"Then I will send someone to pick up Mr. Zhang tomorrow. Let's go and see if anything is wrong first," Zeng Wentao said immediately.

"Okay." Zhang Yi responded with a smile. The troops must have rehearsed before they can start shooting. Otherwise, it will be time-consuming and laborious.

On the way back, Zhang Yi saw something strange about Li Xiao, but didn't ask any questions.

Zeng Wentao climbed from a battalion commander to a division commander. If there was no one above him, no one would believe it. After all, this was not a war period.

The next day, Zhang Yi and his men followed the people sent by Zeng Wentao to the place where their troops were stationed. At this time, those troops were training.

Elite soldiers! This was Zhang Yi's first feeling. Of course, what Zhang Yi looked at was not the appearance of those people, but their spirit. This division was definitely not a ragtag division. The government was really awesome.

"Mr. Zhang, let me introduce to you, this is Song Xinran, our division's political commissar and martial arts instructor." Zeng Wentao said to Zhang Yi immediately.

"Hello, Political Commissar Song." Before the introduction, Zhang Yi had already second guessed the person's identity.

Song Xinran was in his forties. He was not tall, but tall and strong. Although he looked gentle and gentle, Zhang Yi felt that this man was extremely powerful.

Zhang Yi did not expect that someone engaged in political work was actually a kung fu master. No wonder he could become a martial arts instructor of the first division.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Song Xinran smiled, shook Zhang Yi's hand, and said, "I heard that Mr. Zhang is also a martial arts practitioner. How about we communicate if we have the opportunity."

"Okay!" Zhang Yi smiled and said.

Shooting in cooperation with the military. Many issues need to be communicated, and the details of the shooting must obviously be in place. Last night, it was just a cutscene, and there was no discussion about the shooting at all. How to shoot these war scenes? Zhang Yi left it all to Yuan Kui

Senior brother.

Naturally, Zeng Wentao and Song Xinran did not need to participate personally and left everything to the officers below.

"Mr. Zhang seems to have a good relationship with American Zhu Hongzhi. I wonder if he has met his close disciple?" Song Xinran said to Zhang Yi with a smile.

"You mean that young man named Liao Jianguo?" Zhang Yi asked. He had met Zhu Hongzhi's close disciple several times and had a profound influence on him.

"Yes, I wonder how he is in the United States now?" Song Xinran asked immediately, seeing Zhang Yi's confusion. Then he explained, "That guy is my cousin. He ran to the United States alone and said he wanted to see the world. Although my cousin didn't say

What, but I know he is still worried."

"I have met him a few times, but as for his situation, I don't know much about him." Zhang Yi said. He only heard from Zhu Hongzhi that Liao Jianguo came to the mainland, but he did not expect that his background in the mainland was not ordinary.

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Zhang Yi observed his words, and when Song Xinran mentioned his cousin, Zeng Wentao's eyes flashed with surprise and respect.

It is very possible that Liao Jianguo's father has a higher position in the military than Zeng Wentao.

"Then how well he has practiced Kung Fu, it must not be difficult to tell with Mr. Zhang's eyesight. When I asked him to learn from my elder brother, he wanted to go to the United States to study, so we had no choice but to arrange for him to learn boxing from Master Zhu Hongzhi." Song Xinran smiled.

, asked.

"When I saw him last time, his kung fu had touched the threshold of An Jin. I guess he has already entered An Jin now." Zhang Yi smiled and then asked, "I wonder who the eldest brother of Political Commissar Song is?"

"Song Xinyun, president of the Beijing Song Xingyi Association." Song Xinran said immediately.

"Haha, it turns out that the political commissar of Song Dynasty is from a famous family, so it's disrespectful." Zhang Yi heard this and said.

Song Xingyi was created by Song Shirong, the great master of Xingyi.

"Haha, isn't Mr. Zhang a teacher from a famous family? I heard that not long ago in Beijing, two Tai Chi cannons hit Yu Cheng, a famous Tai Chi master, and lost his teeth and injured the inner palace. Now he is still recuperating at home?" Song Xinran smiled.

said.

Zhang Yi looked at Song Xinran, a little confused as to what his intention was in saying these words? To regain the ground for Yu Cheng, obviously not. Is there always a conflict between Sun Clan and Song Family?

"Oh, really? With Master Yu's skill, it shouldn't be that bad, right?" Zhang Yi smiled and said. Although Yu Cheng was injured, he will be fine after a few days of treatment. As for the knocked out teeth,

His current kung fu will soon grow again.

Song Xinran smiled and did not dwell on this issue anymore. Instead, he asked Zhang Yi: "I wonder if Mr. Zhang, apart from being good at fists and kicks, has any research on weapons? I heard that the Sun Sect's gun is also a masterpiece."

"Since I started practicing martial arts, I have never used weapons when fighting with others. However, I have practiced with guns." Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes and said immediately.

"Then how about we talk about big guns?" Song Xinran said immediately.

"Old Song!" Zeng Wentao frowned and said immediately.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. When you meet a master, your hands are itchy for a moment. If you compete with fists and kicks, I am definitely not Mr. Zhang's opponent. I am not worthy in comparison." Song Xinran smiled at Zeng Wentao and said.

"Okay. I just don't know if there are big guns in the military camp." Now that things have happened, Zhang Yi naturally won't be afraid. This person is either trying to find someone else's place, or he's just a martial arts fanatic.

Weapons, fists and kicks are actually the same when they reach Zhang Yi's level. Of course, among weapons, Zhang Yi's best is the Emei thorn.

**Daqian pays attention to the internal three-in-one and the external three-in-one. The internal three-in-one is the integration of heart and mind, the integration of intention and Qi, and the integration of Qi and force. The external three-in-one is the integration of shoulder and span, and the integration of rib and knee.

, hands and feet combined.

"One of the martial arts our masters practice includes big guns. I wonder how heavy Mr. Zhang's one is? I'll have someone bring it over." Song Xinran said immediately.

**A large gun generally weighs eight kilograms, has a thick shaft and a full handle, and the head is more than a foot long.

"I wonder how many pounds Master Song usually uses?" Zhang Yi said immediately, and the title changed from Political Commissar Song to Master Song.

"It's not heavy, twenty-eight pounds." Song Xinran said immediately.

"Then bring me one that weighs twenty-eight pounds." Zhang Yi looked at Song Xinran and said immediately. The doubts in his heart became more and more serious. This Song Xinran was competing with him, and it was obviously not as simple as an exchange of ideas.

When the big gun was brought over, the two found a place and took a stance. Song Xinran stood with the gun and said immediately: "Please!"

"Please!" Zhang Yi said immediately after testing the weight of the big gun in his hand.

As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, Song Xinran swung his big gun and shot a phoenix nod straight towards Zhang Yi. It came like the wind and went like an arrow, nodding at the head and stabbing the face. This shot took away his arm strength, waist strength, and leg strength.

The strength, good body skills and flexible footwork are vividly displayed.

Song Xinran's marksmanship was undoubtedly superb, but Zhang Yiran was not afraid, stepped around to block him, and then stabbed Song Xinran.

The two were competing with each other, and there were many people watching, but not many could see the secret, and the danger inside was even less known. However, both of them were concerned about each other's identity and did not kill each other. In the midst of the danger, there was no sign of life or death.

Fighting to the death.

After only two or three minutes, the two stopped shooting and separated. Zhang Yi's clothes were scratched off by the tip of Song Xinran's big gun, while Song Xinran's clothes were cut open by Zhang Yi. Obviously, there was no winner between the two.

burden.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang is not only powerful with fists and kicks, but also so good with spears. No wonder he can teach such an excellent disciple." Song Xinran laughed, (to be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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