Rebirth: Outstanding

"Limp, you have half a foot less than the others. Just save your energy and rest in the room honestly. Don’t go out and walk around. Wouldn’t I miss you a sip of wine? You’re standing here, it’s like looking forward to your husband’s return. The old lady at home."

A dozen meters away from the gate of the Jiulong Walled Residential Home for the Aged, Song Chengqin carried a pot of acanthopanax skin and salt-baked beans, salted fish and two kinds of cheap side dishes with wine, and most of the left instep was gone. , Leaning on a cane in the middle of the gate of the nursing home, ridiculed the old man like a husband stone.

The old man saw Song Chengyu, but did not speak, instead his facial muscles were constantly twitching to the side. A pair of old eyes that had become slightly muddy also moved with the muscles, as if to remind Song Chengyu to leave quickly and don't come in.

Song Chengyu slowly stopped more than a dozen steps away from the old man, and looked into the gate of the nursing home, which looked the same as in normal days. There was no movement. He turned around and looked behind him again. The two were wearing floral shirts. The middle-aged man was standing in the street with a cigarette in his mouth and talking in the night, ten meters away.

Song Chengyu glanced at the waist hidden by the hem of their shirts. Suspiciously, he turned around and said to the old man who was called lame by him: "It's just two bad guys. The bad guys come to the nursing home to pull people? Counting you and me, there are only eleven old guys waiting in the nursing home with closed eyes, isn't it? And the old guy who can get over the wall in the middle of the night and go out to be a thief?"

Just after he finished speaking, more than a dozen figures flashed by the gate of the nursing home. The first three were a woman in her early thirties. She was dressed in a simple and plain coat and Tang trousers commonly seen in ordinary women's homes, but this dress, Wearing on this woman, not only did not look shabby, but also made this woman look quite neat and capable.

Beside her, there is a man and a woman. The man wears a yar felt hat and a wet and dry outside. She is about forty years old. It was the Wan Chai post that rescued Chen Tai and Hei Chai Jie on Tai Wo Street before. Inspector Liang Pei, and the woman next to him, at most twenty-two years old, was wearing a black suede cheongsam embroidered with gold silk, with two hands holding Liang Pei’s arm to make outsiders The close relationship between the two can be seen at a glance.

Behind the three of them, in addition to a few plainclothes, there were also a few youths who were obviously dressed as people from the rivers and lakes, who happened to seal the gate of the nursing home.

Song Chengyu seemed to be unable to see these people. He stepped forward to Lame Ming, handed the wine and vegetables to him to carry, then squatted down to help Lame Ming tighten the laces of the shoes on the broken foot, and got up. Supporting Liming to welcome this group of people, walked towards the gate of the nursing home.

"Excuse me, you are the Lord of Song Mountain of Dongliang Mountain of the Hongmen Triad?" The woman in the lead glanced at Song Chengqi who was dressed in coarse cloth gown, and looked at Liang Pei next to him uncertainly. Liang Pei nodded affirmatively. Asked Song Chengqi.

Song Chengyu casually said, "You have admitted the wrong person."

"The hero is a born son. Brother Fenghuyun Longtong. Towering Honghua, turning to the sky in the sky, turning off in the sky, the dragon is different, loyal and loyal, anti-Qing and regaining the Ming. The Hongmen Triad Association Hongfashan Zhongyi Church has eight accompanying churches. On the right, the hall master Qi Weiwen, boldly ask her husband’s name.” The woman stepped forward, facing Song Chengqi, with her thumbs up, her index fingers buckled inward, and the other three fingers straight up, sticking to her chest and lower abdomen, bowing, and opening her mouth. Said.

Seeing the other party's mouth uttering the Hongmen Shantou Jue, he also gestured with his hands, doing impeccable rules.

Song Chengqi sighed, let go of his lame hand, his face calmly raised his hands to his chest, first made the same gesture as the woman who claimed to be Qi Weiwen, and then stretched the thumb, index and **** of his right hand straight. Finger flexion, the left hand is also the same, press the front of the chest, and finally stretch the thumb and little finger of the left and right hands straight, the remaining three fingers are flexed to the chest, the whole set of movements is done in an orderly manner, and then a faint opening: With all the power and prestige, thirty-six worshiping brothers on the upper side, and seventy-two worshipping brothers on the lower side, wood, fire, earth, water, gold, tigers, snakes, birds, turtles, dragons, gathering earth into mountains, Sokcho transforming dragons, triad shining, loyal to the alliance, The Hongmen Triad of Dongliang Mountain defines the main leader of Tangshan, Song Chengqi."

After he finished talking about his actions and these words, Liang Pei and a few bad guys hadn't reacted yet. The young woman holding his arm by his side, the men brought by Qi Weiwen behind him, and Qi Weiwen who stood in the front were all respectful. Jing took a step back and bowed in a different gesture: "The junior Hong Fashan of the Hongmen Triad, I have met the master of Song Shan, the same sect."

This neat and submissive action made Liang Pei and a few bad guys startled. The lame Ming who was on crutches next to him was full of excitement when he looked at Song Chengqiu.

"Let's get up and talk. What's the matter with me being so excited to see me as an old guy?" Song Chengyu took a cigarette out of his pocket and lighted it, took a sip, and said with a bit of disgust: "Dongliang mountains and rivers are exhausted. For the help of the same door, the two brothers can give up for the same door. Please take another step and turn to the side door."

After Song Chengqi asked them to get up and talk, Qi Weiwen straightened up with a smile on his face: "Song Shanzhu, Hong Fashan does not ask for help from the same door, nor does he ask for help from the same door. I am here this time, it is Ge Zhaohuang, the old mountain master of Hong Fashan. Shaoshan master Ge Zhixiong, incense master Chen Zhongying gave an order of worship, so I must invite you and Hongmen Tianbaoshan mountain master Zhu Xuguang to wish the mountain master to go to Hongfa Mountain for a while."

Song Chengqi raised his head to look at the night sky, sighed, and nodded Qi Weiwen and said, "Since you have received the order of worship, you can't go back if you can't do it. I won't make it difficult for you to be a woman. Let's go, Ge Zhaohuang. Smart, knowing that I will not embarrass women."

After speaking, he turned and walked along Longjin Avenue towards the outside of Kowloon Walled City. After a few steps, he turned his face to Liming and said, "Remember to give me a sip of the wine."

Qi Weiwen personally chased him a few steps to Song Chengqi's side, holding Song Chengqi with both hands.

Liang Pei walked at the end, looked at the dilapidated home for the elderly, and whispered to the woman around him: "Your master asked you to beg me, what's the use of helping this old man come out? I thought it was prestigious in the arena. Uncle Big Letter, turned out to be just an unknown old guy."

"You don't understand about Hongmen." The young woman took Liang Pei's arm, looked at the master who was walking in front and supported Song Chengyu, and said softly.

Liang Pei curled his lips: "I am single-minded, and I can also be regarded as a member of the Hong Clan."

"What kind of Hongmen is your single justice? My master said, Hongmen middlemen are known as righteous people. How many of the organizations in Hong Kong who call themselves Hongmen have been on the battlefield? You are Hongmen middlemen, why? Don't you see you stay and fight the Japanese when the Japanese enters Hong Kong?" The young woman said with her own arrogance between her brows and eyes.

Liang Pei pouted as he walked: "You think I'm stupid? The British can't keep it. I stay and die? Don't say me, it's you on the 14th. If the Japanese come in again, they won't run away like that? Is it old? Did you guys fight with the Japanese? Hell if you can survive a fight, don’t brag, I’ve spent such a great effort to help you scrape people, at night, you, the big sister of the twelve golden hairpins in Mong Kok, you have to make up for it. Compensate me."

After he finished talking, he put his arm around the woman's shoulder, apparently too lazy to care about Song Chengyu's origins, and the beautiful women around him even more interested him.

The woman was leaning against each other's arms by him, but still looking at Song Chengqiu, and continued to say: "I heard from the master that he took his son who is the master of Shaoshan, and more than one hundred of his sons collected in Jiulong. Dongliang Shanmen, more than 30 Hongmen Tianbaoshan, that is now and the courageous gang, in order to cover the people of Kowloon to escape to Hong Kong Island by boat across the sea, and desperately fighting with the Japanese and the local gangsters who took refuge in the Japanese. Except for Song Shanzhu himself who was stunned by his son and sent aboard at the last time, none of his son and more than one hundred Dongliang Mountain Clan members survived. They all died the night Jiulong fell."

"His family are all idiots, more than a hundred people went to fight the Japanese." Liang Pei was taken aback when he heard it, and then he laughed and cursed, giving a stupid definition of what Song Chengqi and his son had done.

The woman in her arms lowered her head slightly, without stopping, as if she was talking to herself: "This is the reason why people in Hongmen are called righteous men. The saddest thing is that none of the people who died was a Japanese. Killed, the Japanese hadn’t arrived at that time. It was Hong Kong gang members who claimed to be Hongmen to kill. My master said, Dongliang Mountain is the last one in Hong Kong who remembers Hongmen’s ancestors’ ancestors, “One heart, one virtue, and one heart and one virtue. Yazhong, as a husband, went to the entrance of the Hongmen Hall of China's national disaster. I really want to see the master Song Shaoshan who is standing on the Jiulong Wharf and going to his death."

In the last sentence, the woman said very softly, as if mumbling to herself. After she spoke, her voice was scattered in the wind, even Liang Pei, who was holding her arm, could not hear it.