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Chapter 40: Punching Jiugong, before leaving

Master Jiugong was horrified.

"Iron Shirt?!"

"bingo!"

Hong Chen responded with a punch.

Boom!
There was a soft sound, like the sound of a bell.

Master Jiugong flew out instantly, fell to the ground and rolled uncontrollably until he hit the altar.

puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he forced himself to stand up. Even though his body was shaking, he still made inexplicable hand seals, stamped his feet, and said, "Divine power...protect the body..."

Upon hearing this, Hong Chen grinned and strode towards Master Jiugong in the shape of a dragon.

"I'll let you protect me with your magical powers!"

After saying that, he punched Jiugong Zhenren's chest with both hands!

Bang bang bang!
The continuous sound of impact echoed in Chaotian Temple.

The white cloth on Master Jiugong's chest that was covered with talismans was soon soaked red with blood.

Bang!

A heavy iron plate fell.

It was covered with messy fist marks.

As for the chest cavity of Master Jiugong, it showed irregular pits under the cover of blood cloth.

Get up.

Hong Chen's hands were dripping with blood.

Thirteenth Aunt looked both frightened and worried.

Fortunately, when Hong Chen looked at her, his eyes were not fierce and his expression was as gentle as before.

"Let's go, Aunt Thirteen. I think another group of White Lotus members will be back soon."

"They... have others?"

"Of course, today we just caught them off guard. Although Master Jiugong is dead, there are still people who will inherit his legacy."

Thirteenth Aunt calmed down and pointed to the iron plate next to Jiugong Zhenren's body: "The divine power to protect the body relies on a piece of iron plate. Will those people still be deceived?"

Hong Chen tore a piece of cloth from the corpse at his feet, wiped the blood off his hands, and said, "What confuses people is never that piece of iron."
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Inn.

Aunt Thirteen came to Hong Chen with a basin of water.

"She's asleep, but I still feel like she's not quite…."

"Not normal?"

Aunt Thirteen nodded with difficulty.

Hong Chen: "Her mind is full of White Lotus Sect stuff. If you bring her back, you're just asking for trouble."

"Then what should I do? Should I just ignore her? She's just a little girl, left there all alone. If she meets some bad guy..."

"Aren't the White Lotus Sect bad people?" Hong Chen asked back, and Aunt Thirteen was speechless.

"I don't care about this matter anymore. Think about how to explain it to your senior brother."

"I know, I want you to tell me!"

She glared at Hong Chen and said unhappily, "Stretch out your hand."

"No, I'll do it myself. If my senior brother comes back while I'm washing, I won't be able to explain it clearly." Hong Chen reached his hand into the basin and washed the remaining blood.

"You know how to avoid suspicion, why do you still want to scare me?"

"Am I trying to scare you? I'm obviously taking you to build up your courage."

"Do I... have to watch you kill people to test my courage?"

Hong Chen rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "If it were someone else, of course they wouldn't have to watch the killing with their own eyes, but if you want to stay with my senior brother for a long time, then don't you have to be a little braver?"

Thirteenth Aunt said indignantly: "I have never seen Feihong kill anyone in the past few years in Baozhilin."

"That's because I killed all the people who deserved to die." Hong Chen immediately replied.

Thirteenth Aunt was speechless for a moment.

She knew that what Hong Chen said was most likely true, because when she was in Foshan, many thugs who bullied the good and feared the evil always had fear in their eyes when they saw her, and some even turned their heads away from her from a distance.

Huang Feihong's reputation can make them afraid to act rashly, but only Hong Chen can make them dare not approach.

"Wait!" As she was thinking, an idea suddenly occurred to her mind and she stared at Hong Chen: "Are you leaving?"

"Aunt Thirteen is indeed smart." Hong Chen nodded.

Thirteenth Aunt was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "Does Feihong know?"

"I'll tell him before I leave. I hope Aunt Thirteen will keep it a secret for me for now." "Where... where are you going?"

"go abroad."

This is a great excuse, as going abroad is a rare thing in this era.

Thirteenth Aunt's eyes were complicated: "When are you going to leave?"

"Tomorrow, you guys go back to Foshan, and I'll go directly from Guangzhou."

"So anxious?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, “I have been in Baozhilin for more than three years.”

Aunt Thirteen thought about it and said sadly, "Yes, you only came here three months earlier than me. Are you really going to leave without saying goodbye to Arong and the others?"

"Life is about coming and going, gathering and parting. Saying goodbye deliberately can make people sad. It's better to be free and easy."

"You are quite open-minded. I am afraid that Ah Rong will burst into tears when he knows you are gone. You are the one he fears the most in the entire Baozhilin, and you are also the one he respects the most."

"Haha, who made me his uncle?"

in the afternoon.

Wong Fei-hung and Leung Kuan return.

Both of them looked unhappy.

When Aunt Thirteen asked, she found out that they were indeed attacked at the medical conference, and many people died.

If the White Lotus Sect had not suddenly retreated later, the losses would have been even greater.

Thirteenth Aunt secretly glanced at Hong Chen, and seeing that he looked calm, she felt relieved. She didn't dare tell Huang Feihong what happened in the morning, otherwise she would definitely be scolded. What's more, she was still thinking about how to explain the little girl she brought back.

Huang Feihong didn't notice and just said, "Ah Chen, let's pack up and take the freighter back to Foshan tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

After dinner, Hong Chen looked at the sky getting darker and darker, and stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

Huang Feihong and Thirteenth Aunt both looked at him.

"Achen, you went out last night too." Huang Feihong said meaningfully.

Hong Chen smiled and said without hiding anything: "We were just scouting last night, and we'll do the work tonight."

Perhaps he was too straightforward, so Huang Feihong was also stunned when he heard it.

After a while, Huang Feihong came to his senses and stood up to send him downstairs to the inn.

"Achen, do you want help?"

"No, I can handle it."

Huang Feihong stared at him for a long while, then suddenly laughed and said, "Yes, you have surpassed me before."

"That was my senior brother who asked me to do it." Hong Chen smiled humbly.

"Whether I gave in or not, don't I know it myself? Anyway, my progress in the past few years has been much faster than before, and this is also thanks to you."

Hong Chen said sternly: "Brother, you are too modest. Even without me, you are still a master of the generation."

"But with you, the title of Grandmaster will be more worthy of it."

"Brother, you have also taught me a lot..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this. What are you going to eat tomorrow morning? I'll buy it for you."

"…Let's see tomorrow morning."

Huang Feihong paused, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, go ahead."

Hong Chen clasped his fists and finally said, "Brother, take care."

"Junior brother, take care."

Hong Chen turned and left, and Huang Feihong watched him go.

After a long time, he returned to the room and reached out directly to Aunt Thirteen.

Aunt Thirteen was slightly startled, then tentatively put her hand on it.

Huang Feihong was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled his hand away: "What are you doing?"

"Ah? Weren't you the one who reached out first?"

Huang Feihong blushed and turned his head away: "I mean, give me Ah Chen's letter."

"How do you know..." Thirteenth Aunt covered her mouth halfway through her words.

Huang Feihong sighed.

"He is my junior fellow apprentice. I know him."

(End of this chapter)