"It is said that yes, someone gave him a book on health preservation, which recorded many methods of health preservation. From then on, he became obsessed with the art of longevity." Uncle Qi said: "His temperament also changed drastically, and his son also changed his mind.
He is using his power to do whatever he wants."
"So that's it." Chen Yu nodded and said, "Such an old guy usually doesn't end well. The more he fears death, the more miserable his death will be in the end."
"We will not comment on these matters, but this time Huang Hong heard rumors from somewhere that the place I am going to has the secret of immortality." Uncle Qi said with a sad face: "My problem is where I am.
Yes, if there really is, I won't hide it, I will definitely give him the method directly to avoid endless trouble in the future."
"Since he doesn't believe it, he will definitely come back." Chen Yu said lightly: "You have to be careful, this person has a very strong revenge mentality."
"Yes, he will think of ways to punish you." Uncle Qi sighed, and then said with a headache: "Forget it, let him do whatever he wants. If he wants to use dirty tricks, then just do it.
I'm not afraid of him either."
After leaving home, Huang Hong got into an extended version of Lincoln. The rear compartment of the car was very long and could seat several people inside.
He lit a cigar and smoked it slowly. A man who looked like a strategist sat next to him.
"Uncle Fu, do you think what Uncle Qi said is true?" Huang Hong said.
Uncle Fu was a bit old, but his face showed philistineness and shrewdness. He turned his eyes and said: "President Huang, it's really hard to say. Based on my understanding of Uncle Qi, every time he takes action, he will always
I will come back empty-handed.”
"Haha, I think so. He is a famous underground Yama. He said he returned empty-handed this time. Why do I not believe him so much?" Huang Hong sneered: "Go and instruct the local underground organization to find a leader.
If you create some trouble for them, it's best if your business can't continue."
"Understood." Uncle Fu smiled sinisterly, "How about Huang Yitaro? The young leader of the Juniper Society, he is ruthless in his actions, and he is hard to find."
"It's just him. Haha, Huang Yi is a good young man. We will give more support to young people like him in the future." Huang Hong laughed.
After wandering around China Street for a while, Chen Yu saw a tailor shop and turned around and went in.
Inside the tailor shop was an old man over sixty years old. He was wearing reading glasses and was measuring clothes by the light in the room.
Seeing Chen Yu come in, he adjusted his glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle and said calmly: "It's closed today, come early tomorrow, only two or three pieces of clothing a day, no more."
"Dragon Breath, Chen Yu." Chen Yu reported his own information.
The old man raised his head in confusion, adjusted his glasses, and glanced at Chen Yu, seeming to be a little confused about Chen Yu's identity.
Chen Yu took out an encrypted letter and handed it to him. After reading the dragon's breath secret seal on the letter, the old man confirmed Chen Yu's identity.
"Intelligence officer stationed in Japan, please let me, Uncle Wu." The old man put the letter in his hand into the brazier and burned it cleanly. Then he looked up at Chen Yu: "The people sent by Long Xi are getting younger every time.
.”
"Young? Are you complimenting me?" Chen Yu said with a smile: "Although I am a bit young, I am also a person who can do big things."
"Young man, do you know how many of those in this business will be able to go back alive?" Uncle Wu glanced at Chen Yu, then poured him a glass of wine: "One-third."
Chen Yu took the wine from Uncle Wu and knew that he had misunderstood his identity. He said calmly: "Sacrifice your life for the country and die without regrets. And I am not a serious Dragon Breath officer. I am just here."
Just doing things for Dragon Breath."
"Working for Dragon Breath is even more dangerous. You have to think about this clearly." Uncle Wu narrowed his eyes. He was more or less surprised by Chen Yu's answer.
"I have thought it through, thank you Uncle Wu." Chen Yu smiled slightly, picked up the glass of wine and was about to drink it.
"This first glass of wine is not for you." Uncle Wu shook his head.
"Isn't it for me to drink?" Chen Yu was slightly startled, stopped what he was doing, and put down the wine glass in his hand: "Who is it for?"
Uncle Wu didn't say anything. He stood up and walked to the inner room. Chen Yu picked up the wine in his hand and followed him out.
He opened a secret door and revealed a staircase. Uncle Wu walked down the staircase.
Chen Yu also walked down, and after going down, he couldn't help but be startled. He saw that there was a basement under the steps, and inside, there were several tables, and on each table there was a neatly folded military uniform.
There are dozens of military uniforms.
Chen Yu understood that these military uniforms were intelligence personnel who had gone abroad and sacrificed their lives for the country. He did not expect there to be so many people.
"These people are all just like you. They are all ambitious and passionate. They have spilled their blood in a foreign country. Because of their special status, even if they die, their bones will not be able to return to their roots.
So here I laid a tomb for them."
Uncle Wu lit a few candles and sighed slightly: "So this first glass of wine is to toast them."
Chen Yu nodded slightly, looking at the dozens of neatly folded military uniforms in front of him, he picked up the glass of wine in his hand and slowly sprinkled it on the ground.
Uncle Wu poured another glass of wine for Chen Yu. In a flash, Chen Yu picked up the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Do you know what the meaning of toasting is?" Uncle Wu looked at Chen Yu and asked.
"Chinese men have immortal spirits. This wine is to honor their souls in heaven, so that they can protect me in the dark." Chen Yu said lightly.
"Yes, that's what I mean." Uncle Wu's face showed a hint of approval: "Young man, you have a good understanding and a lot of talent, and it can be seen that you are very strong. What do you need?
If you need information or need anything, just come to me directly."
"Okay, there will inevitably be troubles in the future." Chen Yu looked at Uncle Wu. No matter how he looked at him, Uncle Wu was an ordinary person.
"No need to look at me like this anymore. I'm just an ordinary person without any strength." Uncle Wu seemed to know what Chen Yu was going to do, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Uh... I thought those who do this kind of work are strong people." Chen Yu was slightly startled, then smiled a little sarcastically.
"No." Uncle Wu shook his head slightly and said: "The strong have their own battlefield, and I am an ordinary person, so I just do a good job in intelligence and logistics."
