A hundred flavors of life

"It's the hall again?"

Hua Twelve raised his eyebrows after listening to Er Yuehong's words. He was not short of money. Learning and singing opera was just a matter of crossing the river by feeling the stones and trying to complete the task. The main purpose was to protect and inherit Peking Opera.

Under such circumstances, performing on stage in a theater is okay, but singing in a private home always feels like a slave.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Er Erhong's expression, and after thinking about it for a moment, he guessed what the other person was thinking.

He immediately smiled and said: "You, don't worry about anything, Chief Sun. Let's take care of the affairs of the hall. The matter of the old eunuch is not a big deal!"

Er Erhong became anxious upon hearing this: "Brother."

At this time, Bean Girl Yanhong was listening and was not in the mood to eat, so she asked:
"What on earth are you talking about, the gun, the cannon, and who is Chief Sun?"

When she asked this question, Er Erhong immediately shut up. He was also afraid of scaring his senior brother's mother.

Hua Twelve smiled at Douziniang and said, "It's not a big deal, just enjoy it in peace!"

"Hey, do you think you're annoying me as a mother? Why don't you think I won't listen anymore?"

The mother-in-law glared at her son angrily, dragged Xiangyun, who had not finished eating, and went back to the back. Obviously her anger was fake, and it was real to give them a space to talk.

Er Erhong still wanted to persuade her again.

Hua Twelve waved his hands and said: "Junior Brother, if this person has wronged himself for some things, then it is better not to do this. What a proud person you are. Junior Brother, I understand, there is no need to compromise for the sake of Senior Brother!"

"Besides, the old eunuch's matter is not a big deal. Senior Brother is aware of this matter. Just give him back what you said to Chief Sun!"

Although he said this to Er Erhong, he also thought so in his heart.

The left and right are just remnants of the previous dynasty. Whoever dares to trouble him Hua Twelve for this matter should let him see. The sword in Cheng Dieyi's hand is not only for killing everyone in the hands of the overlord on the stage. , even under the stage, he can kill him invincibly.

Hua Twelve said his thoughts with a smile:
"Junior Brother Hong, you and I are both martial arts students. Before learning martial arts, it's okay to humiliate yourself. But if you continue to humiliate yourself after learning martial arts, isn't the martial arts learned in vain?"

The words were ordinary, but the meaning behind them was domineering. Whether it was Er Erhong or Gong Er who was drinking tea at the side, their expressions were shocked, and the heroic spirit of a warrior welled up in their hearts.

But Er Erhong was from the Nine Sects after all, majoring in tomb robbing. The warrior's temperament was a little lighter, and she was still a little worried:

"Senior brother, do you want to think about it again?"

"That's it, hurry up and eat!"

Hua Twelve's eyes widened, and he pretended to be a senior brother. Er Erhong was afraid to speak immediately. This was the majesty that Xiaodouzi had achieved with three big handbags back then. Mr. Hong is still scared to think about it now. .

After having breakfast, Er Erhong said goodbye and left. Since her senior brother didn't want to do it, she should go back to the one named Sun. If something really happened, she would use the power of the Nine Sects to rescue her senior brother and take him to Changsha. That’s it.

That afternoon, a middle-aged man wearing a mandarin jacket walked into the morgue of the Police Department of the Supervisory Office. Behind him were the chief and deputy chiefs of the Police Department and Captain Li, who looked cautious and respectful.

"Master Gong, these are the corpses!"

Captain Li said, pointing to several corpses with their faces down and their backs exposed.

The man called Master Gong recognized Eunuch Zhang’s body at a glance.

They were old acquaintances. They had worked together when they fled west with Lafayette. Unexpectedly, they would be separated forever when they met again. Although their friendship was ordinary, the warrior was benevolent and sighed, and then he turned his eyes to the man behind him. On the palm print.

He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the wound, and instantly the black palm print turned blood red. He measured it again with his thumb and index finger, and then a look of doubt and thinking appeared on his face.

After a while, he nodded to Li Tou and the chief and deputy chief of the police department beside him:
"Yes, it is indeed the Ox Tongue Palm, using the Yin Sect's Bagua Palm technique, but I can't tell who did it!"

Li Tou showed an expression of shock and surprise: "Master Palace, you are the head of the Bagua Sect. You can't even tell. How is this possible?"

Master Gong was also extremely puzzled: "Yeah, I can't figure this out either. This person's Yin Shou skills have reached the realm of transformation and are three points better than mine. I really don't remember who this person is." one!"

"In addition, my Bagua Sect's shady hand hurts people. It is intended to hit people externally and internally. It uses secret power to hurt people. There is no need to show this palm print. Since this person allowed this palm print to appear, he must have done it intentionally!"

Li Tou quickly asked: "Then why did he do this?"

Master Gong pondered for a moment before saying: "There are probably two possibilities. One is to blow up one's identity, and the other is to intimidate. With this palm power, whoever wants to catch him will have to think hard!"

The deputy chief on the side was a little unconvinced: "Master Gong, what kind of era is it now? No matter how good your kung fu is, can you still fight against the barrel of a gun?"

Master Gong said calmly: "Not to mention the person who took action, even a warrior like me. If I want to escape, even if all the people in your supervisory office are dispatched, they can't stop me!"

"But after I escape, once I come back to take revenge, which one of you can stop me?"

The deputy chief didn't believe it: "In the early years, your Bagua sect master Jing Cheng was killed by foreign devils' muskets!"

Glasses Cheng is the master of the Bagua Sect, the disciple of the founder Dong Haichuan, and the uncle of Master Gong.

When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded the capital, Master Cheng encountered a dozen German soldiers molesting a girl on the road, so he stepped forward to stop them. The foreign devils swarmed up, surrounded Master Cheng, and beat him.

Cheng Tinghua used three moves and two moves to knock more than a dozen foreign devils to the ground, killing them instantly.

When he knew he was in trouble, he immediately returned home and prepared himself before leaving. However, he was a step too late and the whole alley was surrounded by foreigners who had arrived.

Master Cheng then used Swimming Baguazhang, and got close before the foreigners could fire. He hit hard with his palm skills and hit the alley. The foreign gun team saw that the situation was not good, so they shot randomly.

Master Cheng, sensing the danger, shrunk, jumped up, and jumped on top of the concierge. Unfortunately, his whip got caught in the roof tiles and he couldn't get up.

He wanted to break free and try again, but because of the momentary delay, he was hit by foreign guns and missiles. A generation of martial arts giants died under the guns of the Eight-Power Allied Forces.

To say that this matter is really a pain in the Bagua sect, for the deputy chief to say it in front of Master Gong at this time is tantamount to exposing someone's scars in person.

After the deputy chief finished speaking, before he felt anything, the chief's face changed color and he reprimanded:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you apologize to Master Gong!"

At this time, the deputy chief realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately apologized with a stern look on his face: "Master Gong, I"

Unexpectedly, Master Gong waved his hand with an indifferent expression: "It doesn't matter. Those who don't know are not guilty. You don't know my Bagua Sect's abilities. It's normal to be dismissive!"

"However, as the head of Bagua Sect, I have to prove it for Bagua Zhang no matter what. Then, I will come to kill you. See if the pistol on your waist can stop me!" After speaking, he stepped lightly. As if by magic, he instantly disappeared in front of the deputy chief.

"Later, Palace Master will be merciful!"

The chief didn't want his deputy to die in front of him, so the first sentence was to remind the deputy, and the second sentence was to plead with Master Gong.

The deputy chief was originally a junior officer in the Beiyang Army. He had also been on the battlefield and had seen blood. Seeing Master Gong suddenly take action at this time also aroused the ferocity that he had in the past. He took out his gun and shot with his backhand.

At this time, his idea was, it doesn’t matter if you are the young marshal’s bodyguard or not, if I beat you to death, it will prove that you are incompetent. How can the young marshal blame me for being an incompetent bodyguard? Maybe he will reward me for getting rid of the young marshal. Lost a liar.

But he turned around in an instant and found that there was no one behind him. His eyelids twitched and he immediately knew something was wrong. He turned around again and still didn't see Master Gong.

At this moment, the deputy chief became frightened. He turned around and saw that apart from the shocked faces of Li Tou and the chief officer, there was no trace of Master Gong.

Suddenly, the deputy chief broke into a cold sweat because he saw Master Gong's figure in Li Tou's eyes, right behind him.

"Ah!" He turned around again, but still saw no one.

"Master Gong, I'm convinced! I'm convinced!"

The deputy chief gave in. The next moment, he finally saw Master Gong. He seemed to disappear suddenly and then suddenly appeared in front of him. The next moment, with a light touch of his hand, the pistol was already in the opponent's hand.

Master Gong immediately retreated the bullet and squeezed it with one hand. The stainless steel pistol was crushed by him like clay.

Then he rubbed it with one hand, and after a few breaths, Master Gong released his palm, and an iron ball fell to the ground with a thud.

The chief and deputy officers, plus Li Tou, swallowed their saliva at the same time, flattened the pistol, and rolled the iron into a ball. Are these still human beings?
The chief officer gave a thumbs up: "Master Gong is indeed a great master. He once protected Lafayette, and now he is relied upon by the young commander. He is indeed very capable. We have all learned a lot now!"

The deputy chief also said yes again and again, not daring to be disrespectful at all.

But just as he nodded and bowed, more than a dozen pieces of palm-shaped cloth fell off his back, directly exposing the skin of his back.

When the deputy officer took off his clothes and took a look, his expression was three times uglier than before. Only then did he realize that the person behind his back had killed him more than ten times. He said in shock: "The gods and ghosts are unpredictable, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable. ah!"

Master Gong ignored him and said, "Did anyone file a complaint regarding Eunuch Zhang's death?"

Li Tou said quickly: "The Zhang family has all run away. It was a case reported by a few servants!"

"Then no one will file a complaint!" It's so overbearing.

Master Gong smiled faintly: "Then let this case be settled. I will say hello to the young marshal. As for that Cheng Dieyi, I will go and meet him myself. If he is really a heinous person, my Bagua Sect will clean up the door!"

The chief officer said quickly: "Just do as Master Gong said!"

They have moved all the young marshals out. Now the Fengjun has the final say in Beijing and Tianjin, and they are also controlled by others. How can they dare to say no?

Noon, just past lunch time.

Hua Twelve closed his eyes and meditated on the recliner in the yard. Gong Er habitually set up a chair and sat next to him to read. Looking at the two of them leisurely, it seemed as if this scene had happened countless times. It was exceptionally harmonious.

Yanhong and Xiangyun looked over at the flower hall, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pouted:

"This vixen has even figured out Douzi's likes and dislikes, and he will accompany you to bask in the sun. I will see if you are tan in two days. I really think you are just like Douzi, and you can't get tan no matter how much you are exposed to the sun!"

Xiangyun also said: "Yes, if you take off a layer of her skin, she will look older than you, godmother!"

Yanhong: "." She had the urge to beat this little girl.

Gong Er turned his head and glanced at the two of them with a smile, as if he knew everything.

Yanhong and Xiangyun were startled, and Xiangyun said, "Godmother, why do I feel like she can hear us talking!"

Yan Hong puffed up her chest; "What a fart! If you can hear it from such a distance, then you're going to be damned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Twelve, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, smiled and said loudly: "Bean Girl, Ruomei can really hear it!"

Yan Hong was stunned: "What a ghost!" After saying that, she turned around and left.

At this time, the concierge came over and said that there was someone outside asking to see him. He did not give his name, but only said "Palace"!
Gong Er raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "Is it his old man?"

Hua Twelve said the word "please".

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked eighty-nine times similar to Gong Yutian in the 'World of Grandmasters', but much younger, walked in.

Hua Twelve and Gong Er had already stood up to greet them.

The visitor was about to clasp fists with Hua Twelve, but his eyes suddenly fell on Gong Er next to him.

Gong Er's eyes flickered, his expression was slightly agitated, and his aura, which would never be disordered even if he practiced martial arts for many years, became chaotic.

That middle-aged man was none other than Gong Yutian, the leader of the Bagua Sect in this world. Something that Hua Twelve and Gong Er didn’t expect. Gong Yutian asked Gong Er in confusion:
"Are you Ruomei?"

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, instantly hitting the hearts of Hua Twelve and Gong Er. The two looked at each other with shock in their eyes. What is going on?Did daddy also come to this world?
Before Hua Twelve could speak, Gong Er blurted out and asked, "Are you really your father?"

Gong Yutian was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Ruomei, I'm dad. I haven't seen you in ten years. I didn't expect you to grow so big. How is your mother?"

Hua Twelve and Gong Ruomei were a little confused again. The development of things seemed to be different from what they imagined.

Hua Twelve immediately winked at Gong Ruomei. The latter understood and asked a few questions about things that had happened in the 'World of Grandmasters', such as what happened abroad and on Hong Kong Island.

But the Gong Yutian in front of him didn't react at all, his expression was stunned, and he obviously didn't know what they were talking about.

Hua Twelve quickly invited Gong Yutian to come into the room and take a seat, and greeted his servants to serve tea. He wanted to understand the other party's intention first and extract useful information from the other party's words.

As a result, Gong Yutian waved his hand: "No need to bother, I just want to ask, how does Boss Cheng know the secret skills of my Bagua sect? Who did he learn from?"

Hua Twelve suddenly understood what was going on. Faced with Gong Yutian's aggressive questioning, he chuckled:
"you guess!"

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