"Don't worry, I will definitely let the strongest strong men in the empire come to fight, but I also hope that you can restrain other warriors in the Qing Dynasty..."

In the Zizhu Linying Concession, Ronglu and Seymour had a very pleasant conversation. By the end, Seymour, who had already been China's communication, was even extremely clear and without any arrogance, let Ronglu suppress other warriors to appear on the ring.

"Don't worry, General, don't worry..."

Ronglu naturally agreed to Seymour's request.

So, after a pleasant conversation, Ronglu left with satisfaction, and Seymour personally sent Ronglu to the door with a smile.

"General, are we really going to start the war again in the Far East..."

Ronglu left satisfied, but he didn't know that he had just left. Later, the British Consul General in Tianjin, Jia Shili, looked at Seymour with a hint of solemnity. From the solemnity of Jia Shili's words, Seymour obviously did not just want to fight a war in Shandong Heyihe, which seemed like a game to the great powers.

"War, no, we just need to let the damn stupid bastards see the benefits in the Far East, and let them look away from the Rand Gold Mine, so that they can see that there are so many gold and treasures in the world, and in this huge and decadent imperial palace there are tons of refined good gold and all kinds of priceless treasures. As long as they no longer get involved in the Cape Town affairs, then my British Empire will bring them all over the world..."

Seymour snorted softly.

"I am sorry, General, a British strongman, even with his entourage, is not enough to start a war against other people's capitals, no matter how corrupt the country is..."

Jia Shili frowned and said, feeling Seymour's idea was a bit whimsical.

"No, no, of course there is more than one British strongman. Don't forget that the arrogant Qing warrior said he wanted to chat with the German minister Baron von Ketler. You know, these backward and barbaric nations are not civilized people, especially their warriors, who are even more barbaric. Can you imagine a baron from a civilized world still be intact after being targeted by such a barbarian..."

Seymour's mouth showed a cold smile, and Jia Shili, who was standing in front of him, turned pale and immediately regretted asking the last question.

In July, the streets of Tianjin are as hot as they are baked by fire. However, no matter how hot the streets are, they cannot stop the cheerfulness of Tianjin people in the past. In the past, you can hear the sound of accusement throughout the streets and alleys, and you can even smell the aroma of food floating all over the city, Tianjin mohua, Tianjin fried cakes... all kinds of special delicacies, even in the late Qing Dynasty and the fallen era of China, made Tianjin still have a hint of warmth.

However, these days, Tianjin has been completely silent.

"Master Huo, why doesn't Master Huo come out..."

"Shut up, Mr. Huo has been imprisoned..."

"Master Qin..."

"I've also gone in..."

"Why, is it..."

"Shut up……"

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On the street, around a huge ring, Tianjin people were talking from time to time. At this time, a British strongman with a naked upper body exposed on the ring was making various provocative actions towards the ring.

This action naturally made the Tianjin people around the ring who were still a little bloody, but no one dared to go up, because the huge ring was already covered with blood, which were left by the person who went up before was beaten to death.

No matter who is going up, strong or flexible, he is just crushed directly, knocked down with one punch, and then, several consecutive punches, his brain burst. In this way, no one dares to go up again in more than a dozen people.

And now, five days have passed, and the influence of this arena has already covered the entire Tianjin, and is even extending towards the Zhili area. Some people say that Li Shuwen, the most capable of fighting in Cangzhou Bajiquan, and Guo Yunshen, the great master of Xingyiquan, have all rushed towards Tianjin.

However, Cao Zixia, who was sitting in a tavern facing the ring at this time, knew that Li Shuwen and Guo Yunshen would definitely not be able to come.

This British strongman Cao Zixia had actually arrived in Tianjin as soon as he set the stage, but he did not stand up directly. Although he knew that if he could win this stage, his reputation would immediately spread to the whole country. Even if only 10% of this was turned into shock, it would be enough for him to gain enough thoughts.

By the way, the previous experiments in Shandong have also come out early these days, and the shock can be sustained. He completed the prefect of Qingzhou and went north to find a German envoy, so that he could gain about ten o'clock every day during this period.

After leaving Shandong for the days, he had already practiced both the iron cloth shirt and the plum blossom fist to the beginning. Then, he exhausted all his mind and promoted the iron cloth shirt to the level of mastery.

At this level, Cao Zixia could feel that his strength and muscles and bones were greatly improved again, and his defense was even more different from before. Now, the damage caused to him by ordinary weapons can be said to be minimal.

If you face the British strongman on the ring below, relying solely on brute force, Cao Zixia would have the confidence to kill the opponent with just a few punches.

However, Cao Zixia has clearly found out these days that since the British strongman set up the arena, everyone in the Kung Fu City in Tianjin has been arrested by the Qing court. On the way to Tianjin, all the Kung Fu Masses who are either persuaded to turn back or are directly arrested.

The British strongman in Tianjin seemed to be deliberately being placed here and waiting for someone.

What was extremely strange was that Cao Zixia naturally felt that the British strongman was afraid of him.

To kill him or catch him?

This is what Cao Zixia suspected these days, but Cao Zixia carefully investigated the ring around the ring these days, but did not find any ambush, just as if the people behind him really thought that this British strongman could kill him.

However, it has been a while since we came to this world, and Cao Zixia no longer thinks that the officials of the Qing court in this era are all fools, just like those who read history books in later generations.

If the British attacked him for no reason, if the trap of this arena, it must have come from the Qing court. Since the Qing court officials knew his achievements, it is impossible for them to think that the British strongman could kill him.

So, there must be a conspiracy behind this.

However, after a few days, Cao Zixia wanted to break her head but didn't expect any conspiracy.
Chapter completed!