Later in the afternoon Tony walks into a warehouse, once he walked through the wooden door he could sense the smell of wood cargo that was once here.
The light from above shines down on the spacious inside of the empty warehouse along with ceiling lights.
Reflecting in the brilliance of the mid-afternoon sunlight is the dust that gathers as they fall down in the air.
Once inside he could hear the speaking of the men above in the second floor, engaging in a conversation.
On the second floor a english gentleman in a blue suit says, "I can't protect you. Fo Wu's order is making my boss unhappy. And when my boss is unhappy, I am unhappy."
"Whatever you say," Frank answers back.
"Well, Frankie, these chats are always a pleasure. Cheerio.." the english gentleman says while placing down the newspaper.
While downstairs Tony was confronted with a thai boxer with tattoos all over his arms.
He had a relaxed expression as Tony faced him a meter away, without budging his feet an inch from the staircase.
"Move," Tony tells him with a stern expression.
The thai boxer continues staring into his eyes, but he suddenly hits a kick to the side of Tony's waist.
Tony grabs hold of that kick to his right waist and twists that leg causing the thai fighter to twist in mid-air.
Meanwhile Tony also kicked him in the chest area that made him land on the ground some distance away.
Standing up from the pain he runs towards Tony with a kick to the face, but Tony easily avoids the kick by moving his head backward.
In a swift manner Tony moves inward with a light punch to his opponent's stomach and does a knockout hook combination.
Frankie, who was standing watch with the english gentleman on the top, was clapping in admiration of the fierce fight.
"Today, you and I finish things," Tony tells him sternly.
Frank scoffed with an arrogant grin, "I have heard about you."
Frank starts walking down the metal stairs with the english gentleman in a blue suit.
When they got down on the floor the gentleman tipped his hat politely and left with a last fearful glance at Tony.
"It seems that your fighting is so fast you're invincible," Frank continues while maintaining intimidating eye contact with Tony, "If you win I'll let you be."
Frank starts exercising his neck and raises his fists in a boxing stance for the fight.
"Prepared to be pummeled," Tony says back with a grin.
Not a second more Tony rushes into his guard and hits a straight that was unexpected by Frank who blocks it with his elbows.
The hit was so strong he was forced to take a step back and shake his arms in pain.
Frank pulls a hook from the side which Tony dodges away.
Following Tony hit a barrage of short-distance punches to his opponent's chest area, ending with a last straight kick to Frank's stomach.
Despite his large mass Frank was stumbling backwards from the force of all the attacks to his body.
He had an angry expression as he stared at Tony, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth while spitting out a blood clot to the ground in annoyance.
Frank starts moving inwards to Tony in a side to side manner and really fast punches that made Tony take steps backward to avoid them.
Avoid the hits Tony moved to the side of Frank's body and shift all the kinetic of his body in a forceful attack on Frank's ribcage.
A loud crack sound resounded in the barren warehouse as Frank winced his face from the torturous pain.
He moves to Tony and hits a hook that Tony was able to grab with his hand to block.
Grabbing hold of that fist which Frank launches to the side, Tony hits a straight at Frank which bloodied his nose.
From his killer instinct Tony could feel that this is his opportunity to finish off the enemy in front of him.
Tony hits another side attack to Frank's right rib cage this time, creating another cracking sound.
Finally Tony strikes with an inch-punch combination to Frank's sternum area, pushing his body into the air and forcing all the air out of his lungs from the sheer power.
Frank was on the ground trying to get up on his right knee but felt all the power of his body left him.
Without saying a word Tony just left the barren warehouse as Frank watched with resignation at his leaving back.
A week has gone by since Tony fought With Frank, during this period of time a new kung-fu master has established himself in the community as the "Grandmaster of Wing Chun".
The newspaper has been filled with such news such as "Cheung Tin Chi Challenges Ip Man's Wing Chun" or "Whose is the True Wing Chun?".
There's also many gossips in the Kowloon streets of Hong Kong about the fight that Cheung issued towards Ip Man's school of Wing Chun.
"Look, someone's challenging Ip Man-"
"When?"
"Next month, on the 15th."
Soon the day of the fight has come as many reporters and martial arts masters sit in a large room.
There was a lot of noise from the crowd of men and women who awaited the fight that will come today.
In the far end facing the door was Cheung in a white changshan sitting with tested patience for his enemy.
His back sits a large title "Authentic Wing Chun" in large bolded gold colored chinese letters.
The MC in the room introduces through a speaker, "It's a historic day for Wing Chun. Who represents the true Wing Chun? We wait with bated breath."
While everyone was waiting for the arrival of Ip Man, Hui Lik with his juniors such as Bruce Lee came to the seated police officer Fatso, "Sergeant Po Sergeant Po!"
"Where's Master Ip?" Fatso asks impatiently.
"No idea, we can't find Master Ip," Bruce answers.
"We searched everywhere," Hui Lik adds.
"Maybe he's lost?" Master Tin who was in a white cast says.
"How can he be late on such an important day," Fatso saids shaking his head.
"Relax, Ip Man won't let us down," Master Tin says.