Movies and TV: Starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 39 Nine Barrels!uncle?
The more Luo Heng walked, the more he felt something was wrong.

It was as if overnight, everyone on Wuguan Street knew him...

When did my buddies become so popular?
Even the hawkers on the street put down their burdens and bowed to greet him when they saw him?

After leaving Wuguan Street, the situation improved slightly.

Relying on memory, I found a bank two streets away.

Luo Heng shrank his hands into his cuffs and took out a gold bar.

After entering, he patted on the iron fence counter and asked, "Shopkeeper, how do you collect this thing?"

At the counter, a little old man wearing round glasses with eyes poking out from above the frames.

First, he took a look at Luo Heng.

Then he moved his gaze to the counter.

After seeing the gold bar, a smile appeared on his face, he reached out to take the gold bar, and weighed it in his palm.

"Two-foot large yellow croaker, priced at three hundred dollars..."

One is three hundred, and there are eleven more in Luo Heng's backpack. If they are all sold, they will be worth three thousand six hundred.

The number is definitely not small in this year.Released, it is worth several times the net worth of the well-to-do middle class in the city.

Luo Heng was a little muttering in his heart.

That bastard Guo Liangqin bought a county magistrate for 20 yuan.

As a result, there are more than 3000 oceans at the bottom of the box?
This is obviously unreasonable.

But before thinking about it, the Fuqing gang lost a lot of money because they lost several batches of smoked soil one after another.

There are thousands of catties of soot in the warehouse.

There are so many gold deposits, it can only be said that Fatty Guo has a good way of making money.

Three hundred oceans is enough to cover the expenses of a boxing gym for a while.

Watching the old man slowly find the key, he went to the back warehouse to withdraw money.

Luo Heng leaned against the counter boredly, looking at the crowd passing by the door.

I thought to myself, when I get the money later, I should go to the market first and buy some meat to go back.

I have to leave a sum of money for the senior brother to hire...

According to the movies I watched in my previous life, a war will break out soon.

Foshan will be an enemy-occupied area at that time.

No matter how powerful Luo Heng's boxing skills are, he can't compete with the army of guns for the time being, so he has to make plans early.

Before Luo Heng only thought about one person, in this world, he could do whatever he wanted, and he could do whatever he wanted.Not afraid of fighting.

But the two senior brothers, as well as those martial arts disciples like Ah Hou, are very close to themselves, the orthodox heir of the Luo family martial arts.

It's not like in some film and television entertainment works, the master's family has a waste heir.

Some people jumped out to seize the family business.

Judging from the current situation, everyone is very supportive of Luo Heng and runs the martial arts school well.

Luo Heng can no longer be so free and easy, let go of everyone and only care about himself.

Perhaps, I should help everyone think of a way out?
On the side of the counter, the closed iron gate suddenly made a sound.

Luo Heng returned to his senses and turned his head, and saw a man in a plaid suit coming out of it.

Luo Heng showed a friendly smile.

Luo Heng smiled back.

The man stretched out a hand and said with a smile, "My humble servant, Zhou Qingquan, just came back from Nanyang and is going to do some business in Foshan..."

Luo Heng only felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

For a moment I forgot where I heard it.

However, he still reached out his hand habitually and shook hands with the other party.

Handshakes aren't very popular these days.

Only this kind of people, who have stayed abroad, will hold such etiquette.

Zhou Qingquan smiled and said, "Your surname is Luo, right?"

Only then did Luo Heng come to his senses. The other party said his name, but he didn't introduce himself.

In fact, if he wants to be released to future generations, Luo Heng doesn't even know this bit of etiquette.

It just traveled over and merged part of the memory of the original owner.

These two days are full of warriors.

Many of Luo Heng's habits are somewhat in line with the original owner.

"The surname is indeed Luo, Mr. Zhou knows me?"

Zhou Qingquan gestured to the chair next to him, "Sit down and talk. This Xiangfu money account is a business of a friend of mine. I'm temporarily staying here."

Luo Heng nodded.

Finally remembered the name Zhou Qingquan.

Isn't this the patriotic businessman who was good friends with Ip Man in the movie "Ip Man 1"?
Luo Heng sat up straight a little, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, what do you want me to do?"

"Master Luo hasn't heard of me?" Zhou Qingquan asked instead of answering Luo Heng's question.

Luo Hengqi said: "Mr. Zhou has seen me before?"

Zhou Qingquan shook his head lightly, and smiled gently: "I haven't seen it before, but my father and I used to be classmates. He mentioned to me several times that he was married in his hometown of Foshan and had a son Luo Heng..."

Luo Heng was even more puzzled now.

Classmates with father Luo Li?

Seeing Luo Heng's expression, Zhou Qingquan explained: "Didn't your father tell you at Dongying Hongwen Academy?"

Luo Heng was speechless now.

That old man who sticks to the tradition and brought up a filial son, actually stayed in school?
This Nima is really beyond appearance!

Uncle Deng said earlier that when Dad was young, he was in the society at Huangpu Beach.

This time it's Zhou Qingquan again, talking about his dad who stayed abroad...

Dad has a rich past.

Then he shook his head and said: "When my father was there, he never mentioned his past affairs. He only ran the boxing gym and taught his disciples every day..."

Hearing this, Zhou Qingquan seemed to think of something.

Shaking his head and sighing: "Brother Luo Li, don't you want to mention the past at all?"

Then he said to Luo Heng: "Do you want to know about your father's past?"

Luo Heng was curious in his heart, the original body didn't know how much old father had left.

Those who were able to study abroad in those days were not ordinary people!
Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Mr. Zhou, would you like to tell me?"

Zhou Qingquan said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing to hide. The reason why your father didn't mention it is probably because he couldn't let go of some things in the past.

"At the beginning of [-], brother Luo Li and I were in Hongwen College, your father had a strong temper because he practiced martial arts since he was a child.

"I met Mr. Sun who was living in Dongying at that time. Brother Luo Li resolutely gave up his studies, escorted Mr. Sun back to Guangzhou, and landed to preside over the national meeting.

"There was a sensation in the Guangzhou government back then, and several righteous men lost their lives because of it..."

When Luo Heng heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.

Nima, in my memory, the father who only showed up when he was almost ten years old.

If he doesn't beat his son once a day, it's like Luo Li who can't sleep.

There is such a past?
Does this plot sound familiar?

Isn't this Nima the plot of the movie "October Siege"?
"Later, he went to Yunnan again and followed General Songpo to attack Yuan. In [-], General Songpo was seriously ill and went to Dongying for medical treatment. His father and a non-commissioned officer accompanied him and escorted him.

"At that time we met in Dongying, General Songpo died of a serious illness, your father and that colleague Zhang escorted his body back to the country.

"When we parted, I expressed my disappointment with the Beiyang government and intended to go to Huangputan to seek assistance from the Western powers. Later, the current situation was turbulent and we cut off contact.

"I finished my studies and chose to do business in Nanyang. When I came back this time, I heard that he had already returned to Foshan to run his family's boxing gym and was killed..."

To be honest, Luo Heng didn't fully believe Zhou Qingquan's words.

Although I can't find any flaws for the time being.

But in the memory left by the original owner.

Father Luo Li has no image other than beating his son.

Where has he ever studied abroad, fought in wars, and even reversed Yuan's heroic spirit?

Secondly, it is also because, according to Zhou Qingquan, Dad went to Huangpu Beach to seek help from foreigners?

This Nima is even more nonsense.

It's the Beiyang period, who doesn't know, those ghosts don't have a good thing.

If Dad really studied abroad, doesn't he have this knowledge?
What's more, Luo Heng will not be a good person because of Zhou Qingquan's image in the movie.

will trust him.

It's not like good people can't lie...

After experiencing the baptism of the Internet information explosion in later generations, Luo Heng knows the complexity of human nature!

No matter how much of these stories about Dad's past are true and how much is false.

Luo Heng doesn't care much now.

After all, it's just a thing of the past, even if Dad is a great hero!
Now he has been beaten to death by Jinshan!
hatred!Luo Heng has also personally reported it.

Everything is over.

Now, Luo Heng only cares about one thing.

That is Zhou Qingquan's mouth, the non-commissioned officer surnamed Zhang, and the colleague who escorted General Songpo to Dongying with his father...

This experience...?
Luo Heng suddenly thought of a possibility.

Almost blurted out a damn sentence!

Nima, surnamed Zhang!It's General Songpo's close guard again!

Nine barrels...

After talking for a long time, Comrade Jiutong is actually a colleague of the old man?
Dude, don't you have to call him uncle?
After Zhou Qingquan finished speaking, he saw Luo Heng lost in thought.

After waiting for a while, he found that he had no intention of waking up, so he couldn't help calling out in a low voice, "Master Luo?"

"Ah?" Luo Heng was awakened by the call.

Thoughts turned in my mind, my face remained calm, and I asked curiously: "Mr. Zhou didn't tell me these things just for the sake of chatting, did he?

"Since I'm old friends with my father, you might as well just tell me if you have anything..."

(End of this chapter)