처음 200줄입니다.
narrator: In the early part of this century,
one the most famous kung fu teachers in China,
Huo Yuanjia, died of a mysterious illness.
One of his students, Chen Zhen,
had doubts about the cause of his death
and in fact discovered
that he'd been poisoned by his house boy,
acting together with a man employed
by Ching Wu kung fu school.
They had been paid to kill Huo by Wong Suzuki,
a teacher at the Japanese-operated
Hongkou martial arts school
in Shanghai.
On learning this, Chen went to the Hongkou school
and killed Suzuki.
However, Chen was then later himself killed
on the orders of the Japanese consul
in Shanghai.
Additionally, fearing that Chen's death
would unite all the Chinese kung fu schools in Shanghai
against the Japanese,
he gave orders to Miyamoto,
the head of the Hongkou school,
to suppress all the Chinese schools.
Chen Zhen!
Teacher: Sister!
Sister!
Sister! Sister!
student: Teacher!
What is it?
There's... there's a lot of Japanese outside.
Who's supposed to be in charge of the Ching Wu school now?
I am.
-And you're... -My name's Wang.
I'm interpreter for the Japanese.
You may call me Mr. Wang.
Yes, uh... Mr. Wang.
Uh, what brings you here?
I have a message, from the head of the Hongkou school.
Mr. Miyamoto, the number one,
he says he wants to have your premises here
for his residence.
So then, I have come here to tell you, you must move out.
Huh?
Mr. Wang, I'm sorry.
Uh, this school was founded by my teacher.
It isn't my property.
I've no right to give it away.
You... you have no right to... Go look somewhere else, you!
Hmm.
Chen Zhen's death should have wised you people up.
Ha! Unless you all want to be heroes as well.
Dead heroes.
I think you should all pack your things and get out of here.
You lousy traitor!
Hey, hey, don't fight! Don't fight!
Stop fighting!
Teacher, get out of here!
Father!
Go on!
Hurry! Go on, get out of here quickly!
Teacher!
Come on, hurry!
-Let's go! -Come on!
Ah, let them go, let them go.
Well, now, don't you worry.
They won't escape.
Mr. Miyamoto is a tough man and nobody escapes from him!
Right.
What do you want?
The Ching Wu men.
Ching Wu men? Haven't seen any.
Is that so?
I'm glad to hear that.
But I'm afraid we'll have to check, though.
Search!
Right! Come on.
Hold it!
Now, come on. This is going too far.
I see. Want trouble?
Brother!
So it's you two, huh? I thought you might be here.
Well, all right then. Come with us now.
And no trouble, please, huh?
Well, now, we'll see about that.
Mr. Chou, thanks for helping us out.
We're both very grateful.
Mr. Chou, if you want to keep this place,
don't make trouble, now.
Take them!
Huh?
Teacher!
Teacher!
Teacher!
Teacher!
Hold it!
All right, you. Why have you wrecked our place?
We did nothing.
And you know it.
So why all this?
All right.
It's because you helped the Ching Wu students.
Didn't you?
Huh?
We didn't know
that he wanted them.
I mean, how would he expect us to know?
Shut your mouth.
Hey, take it easy.
Spare him.
Just teach him a little lesson.
We got them all.
Let's go, then.
Back.
Mr. Chin, my bosses sent me with a message for you.
You see, he's holding a big meeting
at the Ching Wu school,
and he'd like you to attend.
I take it you'll come.
Gentlemen, as you see,
the Hongkou school has taken over here.
Mr. Miyamoto is glad that you could attend the opening.
And so, in addition to welcoming you,
he'd like me to say a few words,
simply that we all know where we stand.
Mr. Miyamoto says kung fu is international
and it knows no frontiers.
We all want the same thing, teach the same skills.
But still a Ching Wu man killed Mr. Suzuki,
one of our finest teachers!
And for that they deserve no mercy,
and they'll get none.
My boss, Mr. Miyamoto, came here to Shanghai
in a spirit of peaceful cooperation,
wanting to be friends,
but no.
The Ching Wu men were determined to make trouble.
You know what they did?
Well, I'll tell you.
They sold this school to us
and they were paid all their money
but refused to sign the sale note.
So then, we've invited you all here
to witness justice.
What's more, we want it understood,
Japanese are in charge here
and that any Chinese
who insults a Japanese will just have to be punished,
and very severely too.
Teacher Chin.
Come here.
Teacher! Don't sign it!
Don't fight! Don't fight!
Hey!
Hey!
I'll get you, you Jap bastards!
Teacher: Wait!
All right. Gonna sign?
Teacher, don't sign it!
It's better to die than to sign it.
Don't sign it, Teacher.
Brother! Brother!
Brother!
knights: Come on, you! Come on!
Teacher, don't sign! Don't sign it, Teacher!
Don't!
Brother!
Brother!
Teacher!
Teacher!
God help me!
It's all right.
Whatever happens, you mustn't give up.
You're an alcoholic, but you could cure that.
Stick with it.
I know you can do it.
But why, though? Why did they do it?
Those damn Japs!
They've taken our school
and insulted us beyond measure.
And when we hid in the temple...
they even burned that down!
Teacher!
I've betrayed your trust!
I let you down!
And all my brothers too!
Who are you?
Listen, never mind that.
-Just you get out of here. -But why?
Well, it seems to me
that you must be a friend of the Ching Wu school,
and if that's the case, you better go.
You a Ching Wu student?
That doesn't matter.
-Just get going. -I won't.
But you've got to go. The Japs will be here soon.
If they find you visiting the grave,
they won't let you leave.
Oh? Well, what I do here is mybusiness.
Listen, are you--
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