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Chapter 385: Old Stories in Jianghu
After Wang Luo left, the younger brother who was beaten outside had already been sent to the hospital by a group of brothers. Only then did Boss Wu and the others return to the teahouse.

As soon as they returned to the teahouse, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Luo's aura was too scary. When he was standing outside with his hands behind his back, his eyes looked at them as if they were a group of dying people, cold and emotionless.

He also came from the war years, and he was very familiar with Wang Luo's eyes. The veterans who had just returned from the battlefield had similar eyes. Wang Luo's eyes were even more terrifying than those veterans. He didn't know how many people were scared by him.

That's right, Wang Luo had nothing better to do than killing various dinosaurs in Jurassic World and fighting wild boars in the real world. What's more, he went to the little notebook and cheated two bastards. It's not surprising that he has such a murderous look in his eyes.

What's more, Wang Luo seemed fearless and his fighting power was too high. Fortunately, they made the incision in time, otherwise no one would be able to escape today. Although they were not thrown into the sea to feed the fish, it was normal to have a missing arm or a broken leg. Didn't you see the group of little brothers outside? They just talked big and were killed immediately. It would be strange if you were not afraid of such people.

Even if firearms were used, it would not work. The masters of the Swallow Sect really didn't care about this, unless firearms were used on a large scale, but that was simply impossible. They were not an army, and it would be good enough if they had a small cannon. If Li San of the Swallow Sect had not found his weakness, or if he thought he was skilled and brave and just ran into the muzzle of the gun, it would have been difficult to catch him.

"Boss Wu, why are your hands still shaking?"

Seeing Boss Wu's hands shaking and him trembling as he held the teacup while drinking tea, Boss Xiang couldn't help but laugh at him. It was just a joke. They were all brothers in life and death and from the same sect. There was no harm in joking. They were not cultured people who had to speak in an elegant manner. They just said whatever they thought.

"Boss Xiang, don't laugh at me. Our eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, but your legs are still shaking. How dare you talk about me?"

"Hahaha, we brothers shouldn't care about these things. We are all of the same character. The older we get, the less courageous we become. The ancients were right."

Boss Yang on the other side laughed and changed the subject, mainly because it was too embarrassing. The arrival and moves of this legendary master really scared them.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this. Boss Lou, you said you had such a big boss protecting you, why didn't you say so earlier? You had to let this ancestor come out in person to scare us. Alas, if we had known this, we wouldn't have bothered him. We thought he was a fat sheep, but he turned out to be a tiger. And this tiger really eats people. Don't you think it's scary?"

"That's not scary. Just now, he smashed a hardwood rosewood table into pieces with one palm. At that time, I was really afraid that our ancestor would hit me on the head. After all, he is a reasonable person and recognizes us juniors. Otherwise, we would be finished."

"Old Song, you run a teahouse here. As the fifth red flag of our society, you are responsible for liaison work. Have you ever met our ancestor?"

Boss Wu asked the teahouse owner.

"No, I haven't seen him. I know all the leaders of the gangs in Hong Kong Island, but I have never seen this one. But the bosses present here don't have to doubt his identity. Even if he doesn't take out the token of Qinghongmen, don't doubt his authenticity. The incisions of our Qinghongmen are generally known to outsiders because they are too complicated. If you are not from our sect, you will definitely not be so proficient in the incisions. We haven't seen him. I guess he was just passing by and ended up having a friendship with Boss Lou. He heard that Boss Lou was in trouble, so he came to help."

"Then where do you think this ancestor came from?"

I asked the boss curiously.

"It can only be from the north. Swallow Sect and Bajiquan are originally northern martial arts schools, and most of their successors are from the north. There are very few people in the south who learn martial arts from there. We in the south emphasize cleverness, while the north emphasizes strength and ferocity. Judging from his movements and postures, he is 100% a successor to the Zhen Sect."

"The north? How did the north come to Hong Kong Island? It's under a severe blockade right now. How dare this gentleman come here in such a high profile? This doesn't fit the situation."

"What's wrong with this? For a man like him, this distance is really not a problem. If he wants to leave, how many people can stop him? Besides, haven't you heard that it was he who pushed for Boss Lou to come to Hong Kong Island? This shows that he has a close relationship with Beijing. If he didn't have this relationship, would Boss Lou be able to move his property here so openly?

Also, I heard from the guys down there that Boss Lou does water business, and all the goods are shipped to the north, and then some goods are shipped from the north, shipped to our Hong Kong Island, and exported to Europe and the United States. Do you know what the goods we burned a few days ago were? I tell you, they were equipment, high-end machine tool equipment. This loss alone would shock this gentleman out. Maybe he was sent to Hong Kong Island by the North."

As the fifth in command of the Red Flag, Lao Song's intelligence was quite complete. Although it was not completely correct, he was pretty close to the truth.

"Fortunately, fortunately, we have gotten over this matter. Otherwise, if this gentleman was really sent from the north, we would have no chance of survival in the future. This is just a small place. If we really piss them off, they can just pull out the border guards and bombard them with cannons. Even the foreign devils will have to kneel down."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear, "The North is too scary. They are not afraid of anyone. They just use cannons and planes to do the talking. If you dare to disobey, we will beat you until you obey."

"Don't speculate. No matter where this gentleman comes from or whether he has a northern background, his seniority and ability are there. We really can't afford to offend him. Just now in the secret room, I didn't seek everyone's opinions. I rashly hoped that this gentleman would issue a martial arts order to reopen the Qinghongmen Xiangtang, reunite the societies in Hong Kong Island, and put an end to this mess. I also hope that my brothers will not blame me.

But to be honest, was there any selfish motive in my actions? Yes, just like what he said, I am not young anymore, and if my brothers had not respected me and let me sit in this position, I would have left long ago. I have saved up some assets over the years, and it is not easy to be a retired man. But can I just leave? My brothers respected me and put me in this position, so I have to be responsible for them. I have to make sure they have enough food to eat and that they are not bullied. That's why I stayed here.

When the three big bosses of Magic City were here, we were not so glorious, but at least we were united, not like now. But with the departure of these three, all kinds of people have come out to form a society, and they simply don't take our Qinghongmen seriously. We should have learned from our overseas counterparts, and worked together to make more money. This is the right way. The crooked way will not last long. " "Boss Wu, everyone is like this, and I am the same. For the loyalty of the rivers and lakes, for our brothers, we have no choice, we are helpless, but what do we have now? We have nothing, except a rotten life, and there is not much left. Even if we do the things that this gentleman said, there is really no other way. Brothers need to eat. If there is a good opportunity to make money openly, who would want to be a rat underground? If our gentleman really opens a temple and restores the glory of Qinghongmen, I will be the first to support him. "

Without mentioning what Boss Wu was thinking behind the scenes, Wang Luo drove back to Lou Bancheng's home.

As soon as the car entered the gate, Lou Bancheng and his wife hurried out of the villa to greet us.

"Wang Luo, are you okay? Are you injured? Did they do anything to you?"

Mrs. Lou trotted down the stairs, grabbed Wang Luo's arm and looked him up and down. As a woman, she was the most emotional at this moment, especially in Hong Kong Island where she was unfamiliar with the place. Wang Luo was considered their junior, and she was extremely grateful to Wang Luo for taking the initiative to help them solve the current difficulties. She had been worried that Wang Luo would encounter some difficulties, but she did not expect him to come back so soon.

As a man, Lou Bancheng was not so emotional. It was not that he was not excited, nor was he not afraid. Men could never be like women who would just keep things superficial. They were more rational, but it was also obvious that they had a lot of questions to ask, but they were not as direct as their wives.

"Well, Aunt Tan, you know my abilities. What can they do to me? Okay, we've settled this matter. Don't worry, they won't dare to trouble you again. I'm hungry. How about we eat first?"

"Yes, yes, eat first. Nothing is more important than filling your stomach. After you finish eating, talk to your Uncle Lou."

Wang Luo gave the couple a reassurance, saying that he had already settled the matter. Mrs. Lou did not give him any explanation. She only knew that Wang Luo was hungry, so she immediately took him to the restaurant inside the house.

At the dinner table, Mrs. Lou, relieved, kept putting food into Wang Luo's bowl until he repeatedly said, "I can't eat anymore, I can't eat anymore." Only then did she end the matter.

After dinner, Wang Luo and Lou Bancheng returned to the study again, each with a cup of tea and a cigar. Before Lou Bancheng could ask, Wang Luo started chatting.

"The society that collected your money is originally from Qing Hong Men. Although the current Qing Hong Men is no longer what it used to be due to the impact of new societies in Hong Kong Island, some old guys still recognize their identities. It just so happens that this Boss Wu and his group of brothers still adhere to some of the previous rules, even if they are very few.

You also know my identity. Although my father and his people definitely have nothing to do with them, my master Li Jun was also one of them in the beginning. Now he is definitely not involved in the affairs of the martial arts world. Now that I have inherited his mantle, I can say that my words have more influence. "

Wang Luo did not hide anything and told him some things about Li Jun in his early days.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect your master's status in the martial arts world is so high. I just met him once when I went to your courtyard. He was a very kind old man, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful. When I was doing business in my early years, I also encountered some strange things. I don't know much about the martial arts world, but several friends around me have talked about it. I have always yearned for it, but I just didn't expect that there is one around me. I have encountered this once. At that time, out of curiosity, I did it according to the method my friend told me. And this Swallow Sect you mentioned, is it the branch of Mr. Li Sanye who shocked the capital back then, coming and going without a trace, specializing in chivalry and robbing the rich to help the poor?"

Lou Bancheng was shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a person in Wang Luo's family. He didn't chat much at the beginning. He just said hello and handed over a cigarette. He only knew that the old man was Wang Luo's master, but he didn't ask in detail. He didn't quite understand what the Jianghu was before, but now that Wang Luo mentioned it, he recalled what happened that year.

"What's the big deal? No matter how I look for him now, he is his last disciple. As long as you tell your name in the martial arts world, the big guys will give you some face. It's just that firearms became the mainstream later, and these martial arts matters gradually faded from the public eye. Now there are even fewer people who know about these things. Few, but it doesn't mean they don't exist. The great hide in the city, the small hide in the wild. Maybe an old man wearing tattered clothes, walking with his hands behind his back and a hunched back on the street is a martial arts master back then.

As for the story of Swallow Gate, it is not really a legend. Although not as exaggerated as the storytellers on Tianqiao said, the old man's light-body skills are indeed first-rate. Climbing high and jumping on the ground are not a problem. The Mr. Li San you mentioned was a master back then. My light-body skills should not be bad now, but I am not sure about the details. He is old now and is unwilling to move. There is no chance for him to move. The world will be ruled by firearms in the future. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can knock them down with one shot. It is estimated that there will be fewer and fewer masters in the world, and finally they will gradually disappear. This is the mission of history, alas.

By the way, you have met similar people in the past. Can you tell me about it? I want to see if I can guess which sect they belong to?"

"What is there to hide? You have told me your master's secret, and my daughter lives in the same courtyard with you. You have helped me so much, and now I rely on you for support. We will be like a family in the future. Let's just chat today. I will never reveal your family's affairs to anyone. Today, you know it, I know it, and the heaven and the earth know it. This will last until I die. If you disobey me, I, Lou, will not die well."

This was Wang Luo's private matter. Wang Luo told him today, which meant he didn't treat him as an outsider. But if he told anyone else, it would be unfair and against morality, so he quickly made a vow.

"There's no need to be so serious about this. Everyone knows what happened to my master. Old hands like them don't really care about these things. They're all so old, and everyone knows who they are. Many old guys today have experienced life and death in the war years, but they don't have the status to interact with people. However, the country knows about their contributions, and they have a share of historical achievements."

Let's not talk about the people of the sect like Boss Situ who truly serve the country and the people. Even among the three major gangsters in Shanghai, Lao Du has made contributions. He collected intelligence, rescued some patriots, or transported some supplies. Although they are not good people, at least they are not at a disadvantage in terms of national justice. Lao Huang's contribution is similar to Lao Du's, so after the founding of the country, he was only asked to sweep the streets for two days, and no one did anything to him. Of course, Lao Zhang is an absolute trash, both in private and in public, so everyone wants him to be beaten.

In addition to these three from the Magic City, the contributions of other people in the martial arts world cannot be forgotten. The most convincing ones here are the Taoists who have no desires and live in seclusion in the mountains. They are the representatives of the martial arts sects. The dream pursued by Taoism is very lofty. For this reason, during its heyday, they all lived in seclusion in the mountains, eating simple meals and their quality of life was not high.

If the country was in trouble, the Taoists would go down the mountain to help. They had a strong sense of patriotism and would not choose to protect themselves like others. This led to a saying among the people: "Taoists go down the mountain in troubled times and hide in the mountains in prosperous times." So, during the 14-year war, did Taoists kill the enemy? The answer is obviously yes, and there were quite a few of them. After the war, they immediately disappeared.

(End of this chapter)