On the mobile phone is a report from the Newfoundland Official News, introducing the deeds of a Chinese master, including the chivalrous courage to save people in a sea storm, including the deeds of St. Johns who was angrily attacked after encountering a fraud gang, and ten tricks seriously injured more than a dozen evil sticks...

Qin Shiou kept shook his head as he looked at this report. Needless to say, this Chinese expert is him, but this is not very consistent with the real situation. It’s pure nonsense... しw0.

As a result, Weiss thought he was not satisfied, so he swiped the screen to call out another report, introducing the incident that Qin Shiou had several mercenaries who wanted to sneak attack the fishing grounds and loot the fishing grounds two years ago.

He vaguely remembered that the incident was quite a big deal at that time. After all, the party who committed the crime was a French mercenary, which was a professional war dog. As a result, they conducted pre-investment and made perfect plans. In the end, not only did they fail, but were beaten and arrested by Qin Shiou.

Not long after he arrived at the farewell island, some media enthusiasts bragged about his role as a mysterious master from the East for the sake of newspaper sales.

But because these follow-ups had little impact on Qin Shiou's life, he didn't care. Looking back now, the impact was not bad, but it was just delayed.

Weiss leaned against Qin Shiou and followed the report, and dumbed while watching: "Wow, kill these bad guys! Sifu, you are so awesome. When I saw you punching today, I knew you were a master. I didn't expect that you were a master to this level! Ah Dad! I want to be a hero, I want to learn kung fu! Chinese kung fu! Ah Dad!”

Qin Shiou stuffed his phone to him and said helplessly: "Listen to the child, I know your admiration for Kung Fu, but I want to say that. They are all fake. There is no such master, no..."

Weis looked at him blankly and asked, "Fake it? Is Chinese Kung Fu fake? Is there no Chinese Kung Fu?"

Looking at the innocent expression of the child, I think it is so difficult for Chinese culture to export in the United States. I finally had a Chinese Kung Fu signature, so I can't smash it out just because I'm afraid of trouble.

So Qin Shiou took a deep breath and said seriously: "Of course Chinese Kung Fu is true! I mean, I am not such a master, this is fake, and I am not a hero..."

"It's okay. Father Si, I will become a hero, Weiss Bruce, so that you can be the master of the hero in the future." Weiss became excited again.

Qin Shiou said helplessly: "I really want to be the master of the hero. But I am... "

"Master, please accept your disciple's greeting!" Weis seemed to be half obedient. He interrupted Qin Shiou and knelt down again!

"Get up first, get up first, what are you talking about? Don't kneel down?" Qin Shiou anxiously pulled Weiss. Why did this child kneel down? Fortunately, he didn't live in China. Otherwise, the urban management would have to kneel down.

Weiss showed a stubborn expression: "Father Si, if you don't accept me as your disciple, I will keep kneeling down! I must learn kung fu!"

Qin Shiou was really helpless. He kicked the sofa, but he was too explosive now. With one kick, the solid wood base sofa that ordinary people couldn't push and flew up directly...

Weiss looked shocked, then ecstatic...

At this time, a scream sounded from behind. Qin Shiou turned around in surprise. Seeing Nikki Hilton wearing a bikini standing at the back door of the living room, looking at the sofa where he kicked away in horror.

What do you mean by? Qin Shiou is going crazy. He looked at Niki and asked, "Madam, why did you come in?"

Nikki pointed weakly at the swimming pool behind her and whispered: "I turned over after turning. I heard you have a dispute here. I want to see what happened."

Qin Shiou went over and straightened the overturned sofa, picked up Weiss and threw it on the sofa like a monkey. As a result, the boy immediately got up and knelt down on the sofa, and looked at Qin Shiou with a pious look on his face.

"I really don't understand kung fu! I'm just a fisherman!" Qin Shiou shouted helplessly, "And I'm a Canadian, I don't live in the United States!"

Weiss also shouted: "Then I'll go to Canada! My aunt is also in Canada! St. Johns, right in St. Johns! Is this fate to meet the world, right?"

Damn, I still meet in the world? Qin Shiou thinks that Chinese martial arts culture invasion of the United States was very successful.

Nikki, who was standing aside, asked, “Can I interrupt?”

Qin Shiou signaled him to be casual, so Niki asked, "Hey, handsome guy, why do you want to learn Chinese Kung Fu?"

Weiss turned around and clasped his fists at Niki: "Qi Bi Si Mother..."

"Fake, she is my neighbor, ah, no, even the neighbor is not counted! She is not your teacher's wife, your teacher's wife is in Canada!" Qin Shiou was about to go crazy.

Weiss was immediately overjoyed and shouted, "Master, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"

Qin Shiou waved his hand and said, "You should continue to talk about why you have to learn kung fu."

Weis nodded excitedly and said, "I have been in poor health since I was a child. I have to take medicine every day. I don't want to take medicine, nor do I want to have surgery again. Chinese Kung Fu can strengthen my body - this is what Chen Zhen said!"

Qin Shiou gave a thumbs up, "Young man, why are you so arrogant?" You not only know Bruce-Li, but also Chen Zhen. You are not a Chinese friend who traveled to the United States, right?"

Nikki smiled and said, "Fitness is very simple. I know several very good fitness coaches. How about introducing them to you then? In addition, fitness can not only rely on Chinese Kung Fu, Karate, and Taekwondo."

Weiss curled his lips disdainfully and said, "The fitness coaches were so scared that they wanted to cry when they saw my physical examination report that they didn't dare to take me to exercise. Taekwondo and karate? They are all scheming, and Chinese Kung Fu is orthodox!"

After hearing the following sentence, Qin Shiou began to reflect. Compared to this child, it seems that he, the Chinese, does not have such confidence in Chinese Kung Fu, which is simply too crazy. It would be better to accept this apprentice and maintain the dignity of Chinese Kung Fu.

"And," Weiss continued, with a look of yearning on his face, "When I was in elementary school, I was always bullied. They knew I had money and always asked me for money. I had a classmate who was Chinese, and his father opened a martial arts school. He just learned Chinese Kung Fu. He was very good. He helped me beat many bastards who bullied me!"

"Because he helped me, I gave him the money, and he never took it. I asked why he helped me that way. He said this was the spirit of Chinese knights! He is a hero, and I also want to be a hero! Practice kung fu well, punish the strong and help the weak!" Weiss said firmly.

Nikki clenched her fist and said, "Yes, then you should learn kung fu to be a hero!"

Qin Shiou was silent for a moment and asked, "Then you can go to your classmate's father's martial arts hall."

Weiss said depressedly: "They only stayed in Chicago for half a year and then left. Si Father, I really want to learn kung fu! I am very sincere!"

What else could Qin Shiou say? He patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Sit up, the master has accepted your disciple, but in the future you must keep your original intention in mind. Practicing martial arts is to help the weak, not bully the weak, do you understand?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!