When the three ships were two hundred miles away from Jiangcheng, the two homing pigeons went to report the news.
The entire No. 2 Pier was filled with big men wearing tiger-headed jackets. Everyone was staring at the river in the distance with eager expressions on their faces.
At this time, someone shouted: "It's coming, it's coming!"
Everyone squeezed to the front, fearing that they would be half a point behind others.
Liu Mang was naturally among them. He had not seen my mother for more than a month and missed her very much. Liu Mang was the most important person in the world to him.
The boat stopped at the pier, and Lin Hanlin, a bearded man, supported an old woman with almost white hair and was the first to get off.
"Mother!" Liu Mang greeted her with a smile.
Although they were separated for only more than a month, Liu's mother was obviously a bit older.
She looked at Liu Mang who was bending down, stretched out her right hand and slowly touched his face, and cried with joy: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!"
This made Liu Mang feel sour in his heart. He decided to go to Tianshan Mountain to find Mr. Zhong as soon as possible after settling Liu's mother down. He would practice his external skills to the fifth level. By then, he should have the strength to lead her out of Taiyun Mountain.
Everyone else on the dock went to look for their parents and family, but there were also many people on the boat who did not wait for their children or husbands.
Suddenly the whole dock burst into tears and was enveloped in an atmosphere of sadness.
The Golden Tiger Gang was well prepared for this, and Niu Cong led his people to comfort him and spread the word about Han Long's decision.
The family who died in the battle with the Fire Crane Clan not only received fifty taels of compensation, but also could recommend other men in the family to the Golden Tiger Gang. This way the situation was somewhat controlled.
Compared with other gangs who only care about life and death, the Golden Tiger Gang is already very humane.
Liu Mang took Liu's mother on the carriage and hurried to a certain place.
After Liu's mother got off the bus, she unexpectedly found herself outside a strange mansion.
High cyan wall, red iron door, and two flawless white stone lions at the door with their eyes wide open.
Six men in tiger-head coats stood on both sides holding simple knives. The plaque above the door had the two characters "Liu Mansion" written on it.
Nowadays, the dynasty has declined and etiquette has collapsed, and people with a certain status like to name their homes "Fu". Unlike in the past, only those who were granted the imperial title could do so.
Liu's mother looked ahead in surprise and asked, "Tieniu, why did you bring me here?"
Liu Mang smiled and said, "Mom, this is our new home!"
He led Mother Liu inside, and the guard at the door bowed slightly and saluted without saying a word.
At this time, the door creaked open, revealing a group of people inside.
At the front is an old man wearing a blue brocade robe and a green turban. He has half-white hair and a long beard. He looks very knowledgeable.
Behind him stood a dozen girls in long pink skirts and buns.
I saw the old man taking the lead and bowing towards Liu Mang, and Liu's mother saluted: "Hello, sir, hello, madam!"
The maids also gave a blessing together: "Hello, sir, hello, madam!"
The uniform and loud voice made Mother Liu a little overwhelmed.
"What is this for?" She was confused for a moment.
Liu Mang smiled and said: "Your son is already the deputy leader of the Golden Tiger Gang. He will also belong to a wealthy family in the future. Naturally, he will have to recruit a housekeeper and a maid."
Butler Wang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old madam, as the saying goes, there is no rule without rules.
You and I are destined to enter the inner city from now on. There are many powerful people in the inner city. If you want to integrate with them, you must follow the rules of the wealthy family, otherwise you may make others laugh."
"This...this..." Mother Liu was so shocked that she was speechless for a moment. Will she become an old lady once she comes back?
How can she be a village woman?
At this time, an old woman in brocade clothes who had been waiting outside for a long time came forward and saluted: "Old madam, I will take you to have your clothes tailor-made."
But they are from the Hu family, a well-known wealthy family in the ten miles and eight villages, famous for their needlework. Even in the inner city, people often ask them to come over and make custom-made clothes.
So, Liu's mother, who looked confused, followed Mrs. Hu's wife to the back room, ready to take measurements.
After a while, Liu's mother came out. She blamed Liu Mang and said, "What kind of clothes can you order for me? It's a waste of money."
Liu Mang smiled and said: "I am the oldest in the outer city now, so I can spend the money as I please. The money you earn is spent, and it will get moldy if you keep it there."
The two chatted for a while, and Liu Mang said, "Mom, I'm going on a long trip in a few days."
"Why are you going out again?" Mother Liu was slightly unhappy. Liu Mang was about to go out just after she came back.
"Go to the mentor who taught me martial arts. I need to ask him for the subsequent techniques."
"How long do we have to go?"
"A few months ago, my mentor is at Tianshan Mountain, the easternmost part of Quan City near the sea."
"Good men are everywhere, so you need to pay attention to safety on the road." Liu's mother sighed.
"I know."
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The far east of Quancheng is close to the sea.
There is a huge peak thousands of feet high, with lush trees on it, and the mountain is extremely steep. From time to time, the sounds of ferocious beasts and birds can be heard coming from the mountain.
There are many peaks surrounding the giant peak connected to it, forming a stretch of mountains.
Among them, two adjacent peaks are nearly 1,000 feet tall. The three peaks stand in a tripartite position, guarding a peak in the middle that is 1,500 feet taller.
The dozens of other buildings around are much shorter and vary in height, ranging from one hundred feet to two hundred to three hundred feet.
It is the Tianhuo Mountain Group that is extremely famous in the martial arts world in the southeast.
Three famous martial arts figures have lived here in seclusion all year round, making this place a rare pure land in the entire Southeast. Even the arrogant Taiyun Bandits dare not invade easily.
At the top of the Thousand-Zhang Peak, there is a bamboo forest, and deep in the bamboo forest there are pavilions and pavilions, which are hidden in the white mist and look quite ethereal.
At this time, in the bamboo forest, there were waves of fists and kicks, and the sound of shouting.
Two extremely muscular men with tied hair were fighting each other.
Both of them inspired their energy and blood and transformed into two little silver men.
One person was wearing a red short coat with a black word "罴" embroidered on it. He looked to be under thirty years old.
One person was wearing a long green coat with a white turtle character embroidered on it. He looked to be only in his twenties.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The two fought for more than ten rounds, and the man in green clearly had the upper hand. His boxing skills were wide open and closed, completely overwhelming the man in red.
There was only a "pang" sound, and the man in green punched the man in red hard on the jaw, sending him flying into the air, flipping three or four times in the sky, and then falling hard to the ground!
The man in red lay on the ground and shook his unconscious head. Just as he was about to get up, the man in green kicked him in the face.
It slid rapidly on the ground for dozens of feet, breaking an unknown number of green bamboos before stopping.
"Ugh!" The man in red couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The man in green still wanted Chen Sheng to pursue him, when a voice came:
"enough!"
A slender old man with a goatee winked and said, "You're still taking action when someone is injured like this. Do you have any sense of justice?"
The man in green clasped his fists and apologized: "My disciple is eager to win. Please punish me, master."
The old man with the goatee looked at the ugly-looking old man with a hunchback and said with a smile: "You are hurting Master Zhong's disciple. You have to let Master Zhong decide how to deal with you."
The hunchbacked old man snorted coldly: "Don't show off to me. If you lose, you lose. You are just not as skilled as others. There is nothing you can do about it!"
The hunchbacked old man was dressed in red and black cloth, with half-white hair and a gloomy face.
A long scar on the left side of his face is quite fierce, and a pair of red eyebrows are even more impressive. It is Mr. Zhong who taught Liu Mang Chizhu Kung Fu.
The old man with the goatee laughed and said: "Zhong Yulong, I admit that I can't beat you, but when it comes to the ability to lead disciples, you are far inferior to me!"
"In the Skyfire Conference next month, I estimate that you will be at the bottom among the three of us again, not even as good as those guys from the small mountains. After all, some of the disciples they taught can still watch!"
"When the time comes, how can you still have the dignity to continue occupying the largest red devil pool? You really can't convince the public!"
The old man with the goatee ignored the ugly Zhong Yulong and left with his apprentice triumphantly.