Fake Prodigal

Chapter 94 The Last Lesson

"Little rabbit, remember this for me. You can't fight until life and death are at stake!" Father Li warned with a serious expression, "The Swallow Sect is a taboo sect. It has been banned by the court for generations. We can't see it , Seeing the light will cause big trouble, you don't want to be tied up with iron balls all over your body, and squat in a kiln for a lifetime."

"Don't worry, I don't know how to fight, and I haven't practiced golden bells, so I can resist beating." Li Hao cursed, and took a sip of beer.

"Boy, have you met a master of Hongmen's golden bell?" Father Li said coldly.

"I met Hong Feng Yizi, the guy who opened the underground ring!" Li Hao said without any concealment.

"Remember, don't reveal light skills. The Li family has been intolerant in the world for generations, and it may cause death." Father Li said with a serious expression.

"What's wrong with Grandpa? We don't allow black and white." Li Hao took a sip of his wine depressed and said curiously.

Father Li gave a thumbs up and said in a low voice: "At the end of Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, in the autumn of troubled times, Taigong Li San, known as the Swallow Man, was the best in the world in lightness kungfu. In the world, no one can stop him, provoked countless powerful people, stole countless treasures, buried them in secrets, and left them to future generations. Li Sanshu was so popular that he was finally caught in prison and evaporated from the world!
The treasure of the Swallow Gate is illusory, and it has attracted the covetousness of many forces. As long as the Li family shows up, it will cause disaster. The Li family moved from the north to the south, all the way from the Central Plains to the island, and then they have to go overseas! "

"Dad, nothing will happen right now!" Li Hao joked with a serious face, "I've said so much once, I won't be moving again. Let's move to Europe. I like golden cats the most."

Father Li shook his head speechlessly, took a sip of beer, and said with a grin: "Little bastard, you have the same hobbies as me, so you really deserve a beating!"

Li Hao said with a smirk: "Hey! If you can't bear the loneliness, you can find a golden cat, I have no objection."

Father Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he slapped the back of Li Hao's head with his hand, and said playfully, "Good idea! I never thought that after the last lesson tonight, you will be able to become a teacher!"

"It's great! I can finally become a teacher!" Li Hao jumped up excitedly, smiling all over his face.

"Don't get too excited, the last lesson is very difficult, prepare to jump off the building!" Father Li said with a smirk.

"Damn it!" Li Hao's feet were weak, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

At midnight, Li's Traditional Chinese Medicine Museum, a secret basement as dark as ink!
"In life, the three poor and the three rich grow old, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi! Everyone has a time of trouble, and everyone has a day to recite words!
Money and beauty are like floating clouds, and when a disaster comes, it will be nothing. Only a kung fu is the foundation of a family and a life!
Be a chivalrous hero, don't forget your heart, remember!Remember! "

Father Li let out a long sigh, his tone full of emotion. Reminiscing about the past, he was also powerful, wealthy, and had many wives and concubines. Now he has nothing but only one son!
"Understood!" Li Hao pressed the windproof lighter, and his eyes lit up instantly. The decayed basement was covered with dust, surrounded by old-fashioned furniture, and a black and white family photo hung on the wall.

Li Hao reached out to wipe the dust off the old photos, revealing five people.

A muscular old man with a dragon head and a walking stick, wearing a long robe and mandarin jacket, was sitting on the grand master's chair, beside a pair of graceful and beautiful women, two young men in Chinese tunic suits stood proudly behind the old man.

The old man is Li Hao's grandfather Li Changsheng, the beautiful woman is Li Changsheng's monogamous concubine, and the young man is Li Zifeng (Daddy Li) and Li Zichen's brothers, Li Changsheng's two sons.

Father Li came over, looked at the black and white family portrait, and said with emotion: "Your grandfather evaporated from the world and disappeared for 30 years. I was so scared that I hid in XZ and fled all the way. Your uncle fled to Las Vegas, and I fled to Nandu. Get married and start a business, keep the incense!
You have grown up, and you should explain some things. The world's mysterious organization Black Mist is the sworn enemy of the Yanzimen, coveting the treasures of the Yanzimen, and has been chasing and killing the descendants of the Li family for a hundred years without end.The black mist is powerful, and there are so many masters. The Li family can't provoke it. If their whereabouts are exposed, they can only run away. "

"Where is the headquarters of Heiwu, why haven't I heard of it?" Li Hao asked doubtfully.

"No one knows where it is. If I know where it is, I will throw a nuclear bomb at it and kill these bastards." Father Li gritted his teeth and said indignantly.

Li Hao swallowed, smiled awkwardly, and comforted him: "It's fine if you don't know, let's start the last lesson!"

Father Li lit the butter wax, and the basement was as bright as day. He wiped the old furniture with a rag, and opened the cabinets one by one, revealing gleaming cold weapons, all kinds of long and short firearms, and all kinds of weird and strange weapons.

"Squid skin armor, can protect against knives and guns!" Father Li opened the drawer, took out a black leather vest, and threw it to Li Hao.

Li Hao took it casually, and said cheerfully: "The leather is good, can it resist heavy machine guns and cannons?"

"No! Don't let the shotgun hit you. If you don't hit it, it will hurt you to death." Father Li's tone was cold, he opened another cabinet, took out an oversized long-barreled left gun, and threw it to Li Hao.

Li Haoyang grabbed it with his hand, and his wrist trembled. The heavy revolver weighed more than five catties. When he caught up with a micro-chance, he bumped the long-barreled left gun, and said in surprise: "What a broken revolver, it's so heavy. !"

"M500 revolvers, you can call them Angry Birds!" Father Li took out a pair of Desert Eagles, stuck them in his waist, and said flatly.

"It's better to change it, the broken revolver with five bullets is so big, it's worse than the poor guy's .[-]!" Li Hao complained.

"Stop talking, the weapon I gave you cannot be changed!" Father Li picked up a mace and threw it to Li Hao.

"Om!" With a dull sound of breaking through the air, Li Hao jumped up and took the mace, piercing his palms with pain, and said aggrievedly, "Don't play with me, who still uses a mace?"

"Damn it! What is the little bastard thinking?" Father Li snatched the mace, twisted the handle, and the spikes of the mace retracted into the stick, turning into a baseball bat, and tossed it again. Li Hao.

"The mace made of aerospace alloy is light, strong, durable, and a rare treasure weapon. You can smash it at anyone who doesn't like it!" Father Li was radiant, hugging his shoulders triumphantly.

Li Hao turned the handle, immediately smiled, swung it around symbolically, and said with a smirk: "It's too domineering, I like it!"

(End of this chapter)