The Last Mecha

Chapter 61 Chess Piece, Huo Jianfeng
The Taotao river rolled in from afar, setting off silver-white waves, which lined up on the wooden boats on the shore, and the tumbling water droplets in the air reflected the figures of two teenagers on the shore.

"What did you say? There is a young master whose family has more money than rice and wants to hire me, and the salary is not low?"

Duan Changgong's eyes widened, and he rubbed the tip of his nose vigorously with the back of his dirty hands.

"That's right, you should clean up at night, and just go to the Liu family compound to find him." He turned his gaze to Duan Changgong, and then continued, "Compared to this, the two punches I compared to you before , Have you practiced yet?"

"Practice, after all, you let me do it, but it's useless to practice boxing on an empty stomach."

"You have a good physique, and the fist is more healthy. It doesn't take too much energy. It's good for your body." Wu Gou paused for a moment, and then continued, "Young Master Liu hopes to have an opponent to accompany you in martial arts. After you go, work hard." Work hard, learn more from him, and find a way to make yourself useful."

"So that's the reason why he wants to find someone."

Duan Changgong suddenly realized, but then he showed a trace of uneasiness again, "I said Wu Gou, have you been too kind to me? You got my father a letter of employment from the factory. Now you are asking me to practice boxing, help me find I got a good job, am I really worth your trouble? I mean, our family’s conditions have improved since my father entered the factory, and we can move out of the shanty in a few months. You don’t have to worry about it anymore. I put so much effort into it."

"I didn't put in much effort." Wu Gou had an indifferent expression on his face, "It was the eldest young master who took the initiative to find me and asked if I had a suitable candidate, so I asked you to prepare and tell him your name. It's like selling him a favor, do you understand? You are the bargaining chip for me to make friends with that young master, it is a good thing for me, and it is the same for you, if you have an opportunity, you must seize it, once in your life."

After he finished speaking, he patted Duan Longbow's shoulder lightly, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

"Wu Gou." The young man behind him called his name with a serious look on his face, "I don't care who you are or how capable you are, but in this life, if there is anything that needs me. Dude, a rough person can't say anything else, anyway. I did it with you."

Under the setting sun, Wu Gou cast a long shadow in the blushing light curtain. He didn't stop, didn't look back, he just stretched out his lean arms and waved.

This is good, so there is a reliable chess piece.

There were red ripples in his dark eyes.

At dusk, the Xue Family Courtyard is different from the old-school Chinese-style buildings in the Liu Family Courtyard. Inside the white marble walls are Western-style buildings with more than three floors. Angels, dragons and Western-style buildings are scattered in the large garden. Sculptures of gods, terraced garden terraces extend from several main houses, allowing the waking masters to overlook the entire green space in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

Although he and Liu Changsheng are both Jiang Song's well-known industrialists, Xue Youcheng is more interested in this European style. He doesn't care about the scolding of the literati in the newspaper, and he has been sharpening his head all day long, thinking about integrating into the Western-style upper class.

The red of the setting sun dyes all the colorful vegetation into one color. The housekeepers, gardeners, maids and cooks are busy, even if they have nothing to do, they have to pretend to be sweating profusely. He raised his cuff and rubbed it against his forehead.

Everyone knows that although the relationship between the eldest wife and the second wife here is in dire straits, they have the same attitude towards the servants. They never see these people idle for a moment. Rice carries water.

Even if you really have nothing to do, if you sit on the bench and drink a few sips of cold water, you will be stared at by those two pairs of eyebrows, and you will be unable to spread your legs apart. Listening to the Hokkien dialect pointing at Sang Huai, in the end you have to smile and get up to wipe the wall .

But there was only one exception. He was more than five and a half feet tall. In this age when most people were generally malnourished, he stood out from the crowd.

The man was wearing a simple black mandarin jacket, with a thin face and sharp eyebrows. Even with his facial features relaxed, he looked fierce. He had a scary thick back knife tied on his back, and the morning newspaper that recorded the tragedy of Li Xing's shop was pinned to his waist. Everyone has to laugh and call "Master Tiger".

Huo Jianfeng, nicknamed Tiehu, was a bodyguard hired by Xue Youcheng at a high price.

He was born in a bandit's den in his early years, and in that most chaotic era, he became famous by relying on luck and talent. With his Panlong Iron Saber, he was so fierce and decisive that even people in the martial arts world would click their tongues.And one's own qi is more proud capital in this era.

If it weren't for his bad reputation in the past, I'm afraid there would be a lot more roads under his feet today.

Huo Jianfeng might not be in a good mood today, he ignored anyone, and headed towards a ruined temple outside the border of the concession.

In the sparsely populated wilderness, after the heavy rain, the small square temple with holes on the wall was covered with mud. The red blood on the ground was mixed with the black mud, like an ink painting smeared with a brush.

Huo Jianfeng walked in along the traces on the ground, and what he saw behind several Buddha statues was a skinny man.He was lying on the straw mat with a pale complexion, half of the wounds that had been washed all over his body were scabbed, and there was unfinished dry food sitting under his buttocks.

His dark eyes reflected the ferocious Tiehu, his lips moved with difficulty, and he called out "Master Tiger".

"Chengzi." Huo Jianfeng's eyes didn't move, "What happened to Li Xing's shop? Who killed Li Dongshun and the others?"

"Someone made a trick to get Liu Mingye, the owner of the tiger stove in the concession, to fight with us. I saw it at the time. After the incident, brother Shun was still alive, but a figure walked over and said something to him. The last sword Stabbed him."

Chengzi clenched his hand tightly, and his heart ached at the thought of this.

"What kind of figure? How much did you hear what was said?"

Huo Jianfeng asked, flicking the wall dust that fell from his shoulder.

"I can't hear it. It rained too much that night, so I didn't see it clearly. It was just a vague shadow. It's not high, and I even feel like a child in his teens."

"Children? You want to tell me that a kid set up a trap and almost killed all of you? Are you telling me a joke? Frank's army surrounded Loach Village and didn't kill you."

"Master Tiger, those who died were all my dead brothers. I swear to them, what I told you, old man, is the truth. That's what I saw at night."

"Okay, is there any other information? I have a lot of things in my hands. You are working under my hands. They are my arms. When this happens, it feels like someone is hitting me in the face. The outside employers know about it, so they might think about it, especially Bule—”

In the middle of speaking, Huo Jianfeng gritted his teeth and stopped, and then thought that there was no need for him to hesitate.

Chengzi suddenly thought of something, and then said: "By the way, the boss of the Tiger Stove, the bastard who is playing tricks will lure him here, so he must have something to do with this person. From him, or from the concession, maybe you can get a better result." What did you find?"

"Row."

As Huo Jianfeng said, his big thick hands scratched his chin all the way to the base of his neck.

Then he turned his head abruptly, a knife-like blood flashed in his hook-like eyes.

"Leave it to me, you can rest assured to die."

(End of this chapter)