Xiaoqiang said that your classes end in half a month. During this time, you can come with Xiaoqiang to practice martial arts on weekends," Huang Wen nodded and said to Rhys Fiske, "As for the internship after the classes end, Xiaoqiang is coming here to help me…"
"I'll also come here to help, Teacher!" Rhys Fiske quickly said with a smile, "It'll be great to be with Alarm Clock, and we can supervise each other!"
"In that case, Rhys, you can help Mr. Huang here," Kingpin nodded, "Making this Wing Chun martial arts school bigger and stronger can be considered your internship goal, I hope you won't disappoint me!"
"Don't worry, Father, Alarm Clock and I will definitely make the teacher's martial arts school flourish," Rhys Fiske promised solemnly.
"Alright, Mr. Huang, I still have some matters to attend to. I'll contact the newspaper and TV station as soon as I get back to help Mr. Huang with publicity," Kingpin smiled at Huang Wen, "When the time is ripe, I'll have Rhys tell Mr. Huang."
"In that case, thank you very much," Huang Wen cupped his hands at Kingpin, "If there's an opportunity, Mr. Kingpin is always welcome to come and spar."
"I will," Kingpin nodded, turned around, picked up the suit that Boxer Terry had thrown to Rhys Fiske when he made his move earlier, put it on, and looked at Boxer Terry, "How is it, can you get up?"
"Ugh! I… I can!" Boxer Terry gritted his teeth tightly, struggling to get up from the ground, but his waist was still bent, and he dared not look at Huang Wen or Kingpin.
He didn't dare to look at Huang Wen because he was terrified by Huang Wen's punch. He didn't dare to look at Kingpin because he had made a move without Kingpin's permission, and most importantly, he had been sent flying by a single punch.
Kingpin nodded, his expression unchanged, and walked towards the RV parked outside. Boxer Terry endured the pain, ran to open the door for Kingpin, and then got in the car with him. The RV drove away from Chinatown.
In the car, Boxer Terry hung his head in shame, not saying a word, and even his body was trembling slightly.
Kingpin suddenly shook his hands, then rubbed them left and right, and laughed, saying, "I never expected Chinese martial arts to be so powerful. Does he also possess unique secret techniques? To be able to train his physical fitness to be on par with mine!"
"Moreover, he doesn't have the mysterious power that Madame Gao possesses. It's the purest physical strength. Interesting. Having Rhys follow him should allow him to learn some useful things."
"Boss, I've disappointed you…" At this moment, Boxer Terry finally looked up at Kingpin, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
"It's normal for you to be sent flying by a single punch," Kingpin smiled faintly and shook his head, "After all, you are just an ordinary person, far inferior to those of us who have surpassed the limits of the human body, but…"
At this point, a hint of coldness flashed in Kingpin's eyes, and his aura surged, like a fierce tiger ready to devour someone, scaring Boxer Terry into a shiver. Kingpin's prestige in his heart had not diminished at all because of this loss to Huang Wen.
"Next time, if you make a move without my command, you will have no need to live. This time, since you are still useful, I will spare you. Do you understand?"
"Thank you, Boss! Thank you, Boss!" Boxer Terry wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, finally escaping death.
"It seems that, although I don't know his limits, the Golen gang and that mutant must have been killed by him! I seem to have heard that someone else is also investigating the mutant's death…"
Boxer Terry didn't reply, because those words were usually handled by James Wesley. He was just a visible enforcer, making money for Kingpin. Even if James Wesley wasn't there, it wasn't his place to speak.
Inside the Wing Chun martial arts school in Chinatown, Huang Wen stretched his right hand.
The bones in his fingers twinged with pain. His unhealed injuries had worsened a bit, but it was nothing serious.
It was a good thing that this time it was just a spar with Kingpin. If it had been a life-and-death battle, even if Huang Wen could win, it probably wouldn't have been easier than his fight with Fist Rock.
More importantly, a crime lord like Kingpin would definitely have some unknown trump cards!
"Alright, it's getting late. Let's go eat first. After dinner, I'll teach you, Rhys, some basic knowledge about Wing Chun. After you've digested, you can practice with Xiaoqiang!" Huang Wen said, looking at Zhong Qiang and Rhys Fiske.
"Yes, Teacher," Rhys Fiske replied respectfully.
"Let's go, Brother Wen!" Zhong Qiang, who had been inexplicably promoted a generation, was delighted. The group walked out of the Wing Chun martial arts school and went to the hot pot restaurant for dinner.
Uncle Zhong didn't ask why Kingpin hadn't come. Uncle Zhong could tell at a glance that Kingpin was not simple, and even though Uncle Zhong didn't know his identity, he decided to have less contact with Kingpin.
As for Rhys Fiske, seeing him chubby, eating hot pot with big bites, and exclaiming how satisfying it was, Uncle Zhong let down his guard and felt that this child was just as Zhong Qiang said, not threatening at all.
After dinner, Zhong Qiang and Rhys Fiske began practicing Wing Chun at the Wing Chun martial arts school. On the other side, after Kingpin returned, he instructed James Wesley to handle the publicity for the Wing Chun martial arts school.
Subsequently, after Boxer Terry's injuries were mostly healed, he participated in an interview and publicly stated in the interview that Chinese kung fu was all for show and had no practical combat effectiveness whatsoever.
Moreover, Boxer Terry even specifically named the Wing Chun martial arts school in Chinatown, saying that when he passed by the Wing Chun martial arts school, he saw that Chinese kung fu seemed light and floaty when practiced, completely a deceptive trick.
Soon, both the TV station and the newspaper reported Boxer Terry's words, and in their language, they strongly agreed with Boxer Terry's viewpoint.
For a time, Boxer Terry's words sparked a heated discussion online. Some people came forward, pointing out that Chinese kung fu was not just for show, and many boxers had incorporated Chinese kung fu moves and techniques into their styles.
But unfortunately, such voices were instantly drowned out by a wave of internet trolls. Some trolls even suggested that the Wing Chun martial arts school should fight Boxer Terry, and if the Wing Chun martial arts school lost, it should quickly close down and stop deceiving people.
This view received a lot of support from netizens. It goes without saying that these netizens were all James Wesley's trolls, whose purpose was to stir up the matter and arrange a fight between Boxer Terry and Huang Wen.
Then, Huang Wen, despite being at a disadvantage in public opinion, successfully counterattacked, perfectly knocking out Boxer Terry, thereby proving in one fell swoop that Chinese kung fu was not just an empty name, and that even boxing champions could be defeated by Chinese kung fu.