There was a sudden commotion outside the venue.

Several of Raphael's companions were surprised. They didn't expect Raphael, who was usually known for his fighting ability in the army, to be defeated so quickly.

Raphael struggled on the ground for a while, then stood up reluctantly, looking at Han Dong in disbelief.

Although Han Dong's punch just now had some force, it still had more than 100 kilograms of force. Even though Raphael was thick-skinned and thick-skinned, the pain was unbearable for a moment and he lost his fighting ability.

Seeing this yellow-skinned Chinese, he easily knocked the strong Rafael to the ground. The foreigners around him were amazed. Those who had good intentions began to make noises, and used words to stimulate Rafael to get up and beat him again.

A few Americans, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, said in American English: "Fuck, the French are so useless, they can't even defeat a yellow-skinned monkey!"

Raphael and several of his companions couldn't help but stared at Han Dong with a fierce look in their eyes.

Han Dong glanced coldly at the booing American, made a mental note, and turned to look at Raphael and the other five.

He didn't care if the other party had a group fight, but after all, this was a European and American merchant ship, and it was full of foreigners.

If the matter escalates, it will be detrimental to his future plans, and the goal of getting close to Thirteenth Aunt has been achieved, so he doesn't want to cause any more trouble.

Looking at Raphael and others, Han Dong said impolitely in French:

"What? General Napoleon's soldiers can't afford to lose, or are they unable to fight alone and are planning to fight in a group?"

When they heard that Han Dong had moved Napoleon out, the evil light in the eyes of Raphael and the other five people gradually dissipated. At this time, although Napoleon had been dead for nearly seventy years, he was still like a god in the hearts of the French and could not be blasphemed, just like In the previous life, Taizu had the same status in the hearts of the Chinese people.

In this era, although Europe has started the second industrial revolution and the modernization process is accelerating, the sense of personal glory is still very strong.

The five of them looked at each other, and then Raphael came out and said:

"We are great French soldiers. There is no saying that we cannot afford to lose. However, Qing people, don't be complacent. I was careless this time. We will fight again in a few days!"

Han Dong frowned and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you! But..."

After a pause, Han Dong said: "Please remember, I am Chinese, not Qing!"

After saying that, Han Dong turned around and walked out of the crowd, walked into the cabin and returned to his own room.

It's not that he doesn't want to find Aunt Thirteen, but it seems too deliberate to approach him now, and it's inconvenient to have so many people present. However, he believes that Aunt Thirteen will come to him.

Sure enough, the next day, when Han Dong was walking around on the deck, he was found by Aunt Thirteen.

Aunt Thirteen came to express her gratitude and was also curious about Han Dong.

They were both Chinese who studied abroad, at least that's how Aunt Thirteen saw it. The two of them talked a lot together, and Han Dong cooperated secretly, so the two sides had a pleasant conversation.

When talking about their respective destinations, Thirteenth Aunt said that she was going back to Foshan to visit relatives. As for what kind of relatives she was visiting, Han Dong naturally knew in his heart, but there was no need to say it.

Han Dong told Thirteenth Aunt according to the identity given by the system, but when it came to the destination, Han Dong played a trick and said that he had no relatives in China and didn't know where he was going, so he had to go back to China.

Aunt Thirteen immediately invited Han Dong to Foshan and introduced Huang Feihong to him. When Han Dong expressed his interest in Huang Feihong, Aunt Thirteen immediately said:

"Mr. Han, Feihong is the head coach of Foshan's militia, and he is also a famous local martial artist. Your skills are so good, I believe you must have something in common!"

"oh!"

Han Dong showed great interest and said:

"I have long heard that martial arts practice is very popular in Foshan, Guangdong. There are many martial arts masters there. I have always liked martial arts. I just happened to visit Master Huang when I returned to China to learn from him!"

How could Aunt Thirteen know that what Han Dong said about learning was true, and she only took it as a polite comment? In her opinion, Han Dong's strength was not inferior to that of Huang Feihong, who could knock down a burly French soldier like Raphael at once.

At that moment, the two made an appointment to go to Foshan together after arriving in Guangzhou.

In the following days, apart from practicing the martial arts skills left by his predecessor in his room alone, Han Dong occasionally went out to chat with Thirteenth Aunt. During this period, he also met Thirteenth Aunt's father, Huang Feihong's god-uncle, and a man wearing a headband.

The old man wears a melon skin hat, a silk mandarin jacket, and a pig's tail on his back. The old man is in good spirits. It seems that doing business with foreigners can make a lot of money.

Sea-going ships in this era were powered by steam engines, and their speed was far inferior to that of later generations. It took more than a month on the sea to reach Guangzhou.

During this period, through daily practice, Han Dong's fusion degree gradually returned to 5%, and his punching force could reach more than 600 kilograms. However, no matter how hard he practiced, his fusion degree could not increase.

During this period, the French navy Raphael, who had dueled with Han Dong, came to see Han Dong privately again. This time no one was watching, but Raphael lost even more miserably. However, this Frenchman was interesting. Not only did he not have any resentment, but he

I have great admiration for Han Dong.

Perhaps it was because Han Dong showed respect for Napoleon that day and won his approval, or perhaps because he admired Han Dong's strength. The two of them went back and forth, but they developed a 'friendship' and became friends.

During the subsequent exchanges and conversations, Han Dong learned that Raphael was a lieutenant commander of the French Navy. This group of navy was going to Guangzhou to change defenses with the French navy stationed at the port.

Han Dong did not have a deeper conversation with Raphael. The Chinese nation in this era was the weakest in history and one of the darkest periods in history. Although the Chinese nation in the previous life had long since escaped this stage and became a world power.

, but in this era, as a Chinese, the weight of history is still too heavy.

Therefore, Han Dong was not interested in having a close relationship with a foreigner.

After the ship arrived in Guangzhou, the merchants and soldiers on board disembarked one after another. Han Dong chatted with Raphael for a few words, said goodbye to each other, and then disembarked with Huang Feihong's uncle and thirteenth aunt.

When we arrived at the dock, it was noon. There were Chinese dock workers in short-sleeved shirts, thin faces, and pig tails on their heads everywhere, busy moving things. Han Dong and Aunt Thirteen rented a carriage and entered the city of Guangzhou.

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After arriving in Guangzhou, Huang Feihong's god-uncle was busy visiting relatives and friends. Especially the Thirteenth Aunt, who knew how to take photos, and the good-looking god-uncle took her everywhere to show off to others.

Thanks to the one hundred silver dollars arranged by the system, Han Dong didn't have to worry about food and accommodation. He stayed in an inn not far from Thirteenth Aunt's family. Every day he was either chatting with the visiting Thirteenth Aunt or wandering around the city.

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Aunt Thirteen's family wrote to Huang Feihong as soon as they arrived in Guangzhou. Foshan is not far from Guangzhou, and I believe it will be soon to meet Huang Feihong.

While walking around the city, Han Dong observed carefully that the buildings in Guangzhou looked like old-fashioned feudal city outlines, but they were old and dilapidated. The streets were chaotic, dirty, smelly, and messy, which made Han Dong, who was accustomed to modern urban life, very uncomfortable.

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The common people I saw were all wearing disgusting pig tails. They were all short, thin and lonely. The data I saw through the system showed that except for the will, which was mostly 1, the strength and agility were hovering between 0.5-0.8, and the spirit was even worse.

The difference is generally 0.3 or 0.4.

Looking at it, Han Dong sighed repeatedly. This era is truly worthy of the darkest era. Attributes such as strength and agility can be improved as long as nutrition keeps up. However, it is difficult to improve the sluggish mental attributes.

This era is the weakest era of Chinese civilization. The Chinese have long lost the heroic spirit of the warriors of the Han and Tang Dynasties and the backbone of the scholar-bureaucrats of the Song Dynasty. In a word, during this period, the backbone of the Chinese people is bent.

The root cause does not lie with the invading foreigners. The core spirit of China flourished but declined in the Tang Dynasty, and the martial spirit of warriors declined with the fall of the Tang Dynasty!

Later, Zhu Xi's cannibalism became popular. Within a hundred years, the moral integrity of the literati also declined!

By the time of Zhu Ming, the Chinese civil and military spirit had declined to the extreme!

As for the Qing Dynasty, they were all slaves. Is there such a thing as spirit?

In this era, China and the Chinese people are truly slaves. It is impossible to reshape the soul of the country and rebuild national confidence without experiencing years of revolutionary burning of blood and fire.

In lamentations and sighs, Han Dong spent three days in Guangzhou City, until one morning, Aunt Thirteen told him that Huang Feihong was here.

Huang Feihong was invited here by his great-uncle. After all, relatives whom he had not seen for several years should come to visit him out of love and reason.

As for my great-uncle, it is not clear whether it was because he missed this younger man or because he wanted to take the opportunity to show off and take pictures in front of everyone.

In the past few days since my uncle returned to Guangzhou, he and his thirteenth aunt spent every day hanging out with friends in the teahouse to reminisce about old times. In addition to walking with others for fun, they also showed off foreign gadgets and took pictures.

Today was no exception. The teahouse was crowded with people, mostly people who were curious about foreign photography gadgets.

When Han Dong came to the teahouse, there was a lot of people rubbing shoulders with each other.

After walking around the teahouse, he found that Huang Feihong hadn't arrived yet. Han Dong said hello to Aunt Thirteen on the second floor, then sat down and waited patiently.

Just when my uncle was showing off proudly and Aunt Thirteen was busy taking photos, there were waves of "Master Huang" voices coming from the entrance to the second floor.

Han Dong heard a familiar voice coming,

"Hello fellow citizens!"

Han Dong immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

I saw a handsome young man in his mid-twenties, wearing a soapy white robe and coat, walking in.

Holding an umbrella in his left hand, he was walking around while making warm salutes and responding to everyone's greetings. He was none other than Huang Feihong whom he had watched countless times in movies in his previous life.

My great-uncle and Huang Feihong were obviously very familiar with each other. He greeted him with a smile on his face: "Feihong!"

When Huang Feihong saw his uncle, he looked affectionate and greeted: "Uncle, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are even more energetic!"

My great-uncle said with a smile: "TOEFL, TOEFL!"

Then he smiled mysteriously and said: "Feihong, look, who is back with me this time?"

Huang Feihong looked in the direction pointed by his uncle, and saw a woman in a dress looking up from the camera stand. It was his thirteenth aunt who had longed for him.

Seeing Huang Feihong, Aunt Thirteen also looked surprised and walked up to talk to Huang Feihong.

Seeing this scene, Han Dong thought to himself: "Here it comes, here it comes, this pair of lovers finally meet!"
Chapter completed!