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Chương 71: Chapter 71

Ip Man wakes from his thought and searches Tony's face, "Hui this foreigner is very strong."

"I can't let you fight Master Ip Man," Tony replies with a small smile, "Mrs. Wing Sing is pregnant. I would not know how to reply if anything happens to you."

"But Hui, be careful of his punches," Ip Man warns. "They must be very strong to take down Master Hung."

"Don't worry Master Ip Man. I'll defeat him," Tony saids.

Later that day after the press conference that Tony barged in to challenge Twister to a fight the reporters are beginning to write down their reporters.

Getting his arms badly beaten, Kan is now wearing a white bandaged cast on his right arm.

He's wearing the usual black glasses, with white shirt that has sleeves rolled up and a striped tie.

Seeing the hesitant look on his writers' face he tells them, "Don't be scared. Keep writing."

The writers who are to report the matter glance at each other as though questioning whether they should proceed with the honesty of their reports.

"Keep writing! I'll still publish it tomorrow!" Kan yells at them to continue.

At this moment Kan hears footsteps from the outside rushing to their office studio.

"What's the matter?"

"Cops."

A couple men wearing casual clothing enters the office door.

Searching at the papers the reporters were writing.

"What are you writing? Still writing?" Fatso enters asking Kan, "You're not afraid to die?"

Kan was backing away in hesitancy and weariness thinking they are going to capture him back to the prison again for more beating and torturing.

Fatso took away a paper a reporter was writing, reading, "Undaunted by Western Boxer, Wing Chun Expert Enters Chinese-Western Boxing Competition! Is that all?"

Fatso looks at the nervous chief-editor Kan in dispute over the title of the paper.

"Why not 'Western Dogs will be Demolished'," Fatso throws the paper back.

While taking away the writing of another reporter, "Defend news with blood, expose truth with conscience." You have conscience but do you have the truth? I do!!"

Kan was beginning to get interested as he listened to what Fatso just stated at the end.

"You got the guts? I'll tell you everything! We'll ruin him!" Fatso said, putting his arm around Kan.

Kan is so happy at this news, "Good!"

"Come. This foreigner detests and despises the Chinese. I'll give you the goods, you report them," Fatso tells him. "I guarantee he'll be done for."

Coming home, Tony steps in through the wooden door a guard opens for him and he swiftly arrives at the dining room.

The dining room is very spacious, decorated with white marble tiles.

In the middle of the room is a small circular dining table made from black marble.

In the ceiling is a beautiful glass chandelier that decorates the dining room with joyous light.

While on the right side are large windows overseeing the evening sun.

He sees Zhi Yan wearing a white apron and puts a dish of food in the middle of the table.

Her red lips were parted as she focused on putting out the dishes.

With her smooth flowing hair tied together behind her, still a strand of hair hangs down as she lowers her head in focus.

Seeing that Tony came in she dusts away her apron and greets with a charming smile, "Hui you came back just in time!"

Every single night coming home to see the familiar smiling face is part of the happiest moments of each day.

But today as he saw the smile he could only muster up a small smile as he took a feel of the worry-free energy she brings into the room.

"Wait a bit Hui, I'll call Yue Er for dinner," Zhi Yan tells him.

Pushing back her hair behind her left ear as she went out of the room to find Yue Er.

Walking slowly with his head down towards the marble table, pulling back the chair and sitting.

He looks at the dining table full of delicious food she has cooked for tonight and smiles with gratitude for all she has done.

When everyone finally got together at the dining table and proceeded to try out the new dish.

Only Tony seems to be in thought as he tastes a small bit of the rice.

"Here Hui, try some of your favorite sweet sour fish," Zhi Yan saids picking up the food with her chopsticks and placing it on his rice bowl.

Seeing that smile Tony doesn't know how to bring up the main topic as he doesn't want to break the peace of the dinner.

"Zhi Yan, Yue Er, I have something to tell you guys," Tony spoked up breaking the silence of the dinner.

His two sisters looked up at him in curiousness.

"I'm going to fight a challenge in a month's time," he said to them.

There was a deathening pen drop in the room, as the two sisters took this information in comprehension.

"...Hui you're going to fight again?" Yue Er his younger asks with those adorable eyes of hers in concern and worry.

When he was challenged by General Miura, Yue Er was very worried that he might be injured.

She was moved to tears hearing how evil General Miura is, and tried to stop him from going for the fight.

"Who's the opponent?" Zhi Yan asks while scrunching her eyebrows.

Yue Er also looks at Tony to find out who it is.

"Taylor 'Twister' Miller," Tony states in a quiet voice.

"Twister!" Zhi Yan repeats back with a hint of fear in her tone.

"Sis Zhi Yan, who's Twister?" Yue Er asks with curiosity.

Her eyes pause in comprehension for a second before answering, "It's the man that's been on the news lately. It's said that he injured kung-fu Grandmaster Hung!"

"He killed a fighter!" Yue Er stands up from her seat with horror, "Brother Hui…"

Tony sees those lovable eyes staring into his with tears beginning to well up.


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