Li Huqiu was surprised by the changes in the blind girl Nong Junning. The word "women's eighteenth transformation" suddenly made the thief king think of the little girl in his own family. Huqiu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had noticed the little Yanzi. That infant girl

The little girl, the little angel who once brought him great strength and determination. How long had it been since he held her in his arms? Five years or more? Pulling his thoughts back to the present. The little girl's exposed skin was white, tender and soft.

A microcosm of her whole body. Li Huqiu, a veteran of flowers, has an incredible eye, and he already has the ability to tell the autumn leaves from a leaf when it comes to observing girls.

Nong Junling looked at him with bright eyes, scanning Nong Junning's body, and suddenly felt uneasy about handing her sister over to him.

Li Huqiu said: "I suffered a serious internal injury a while ago. I have been in trouble for two years. I can't perform 80% of my ability. There are experts among those imams in black, so I have the opportunity to take one of them away."

It's only once, and I can't stay here for too long. If you haven't thought about it yet, I have to take the first step. When you think about it, you might as well call me."

Nong Junling hurriedly stopped him and asked, "How do you plan to take the little fool away?"

Nong Junning corrected: "I'm not a fool."[

Li Huqiu looked around, looked back at the way he came, and said: "Just carry it on your back and walk away. They were caught off guard, and they are at least 80% sure."

Nong Junling was in disbelief.

Li Huqiu explained: "Soldiers are very fast, and this opportunity is just a blind spot in their psychology. As long as they can escape from the city of Mecca guarded by the Skitarii, with my ability, they will never be able to catch up."

Nong Junling took the girl's hand and handed it to Li Huqiu, and said worriedly: "Li Huqiu, if you dare to take advantage of this little fool, I will definitely incite Muslims all over the world to trouble you."

Li Huqiu said angrily: "Who do you think I am? My daughter is the same age as your sister, and she is like my own daughter in my eyes."

"Who do you think you are?" Nong Junling chuckled and said, "You don't need to send her back to the country. Our family has a copper mine in Afghanistan. You can just send her there."

Li Huqiu said: "I will send her to the place and come back to pick you up, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy to sneak in by then."

Nong Junling said hurriedly: "Don't come again. If you take away the little fool, they will hate you to death. If you come again and take me away, it will be a deadly feud. You know their style of doing things. You can't tell when

I'll blow you to pieces, I can still restrain them if I stay here. If you really care about me, you might as well come and see me when you recover."

Nong Junning said she didn't want to leave and begged Huqiu to take her sister away so that she wouldn't bully her when she heard about it. Junling held her in his arms, cried and scolded her, and forced Junning towards Huqiu. This girl had a tough talk.

He is soft-hearted and looks unrestrained, but in fact he is rich in emotions and has a spirit of self-sacrifice for others.

Li Huqiu carried Nong Junning on his back, said goodbye to Junling, and sang loudly and elegantly, "I walk alone through thousands of mountains, no need to see each other off" and ran out of Mecca in a swaggering manner. As he expected, several old imams under Suluman began to

Unexpectedly, by the time they learned the news, the thief king had already left the Holy City. These people knew that Li Huqiu was very skilled, cunning and ruthless, and Nong Junling was in the way. They wanted to force him to death and could not do anything.

There was simply no further pursuit.

Li Huqiu took Nong Junning all the way out of the city, caught up with a pilgrim team returning eastward, and mingled among them. They traveled through mountains and rivers for more than a day. On this day, they finally arrived in Kabul, the capital of Afghanistan. According to the contact information given by Nong Junling, he found

At the farmer's office in Kabul city, Nong Junning reluctantly bid farewell to Huqiu.

"Brother Li, I know that in your eyes I am just a little girl who doesn't understand anything, but please remember, if we say goodbye today, I will never fall in love with anyone again in the future."

Li Huqiu smiled and said: "Little fool, you are stupid again. You may not agree with what I tell you now. In the next ten years, you may say the same thing many times, but I still want to thank you."

Nong Junning asked: "Brother Li, do you like my sister?"

Li Huqiu said: "There can be many kinds of likes. Your sister is a very good girl, and so are you, but I am old and tired, and the game of love is no longer suitable for me."

Nong Junning asked strangely: "You are only twelve years older than me, how come you are old?"

Li Huqiu gently stroked Junning's hair with his hand, and said softly: "Old age is a state, and it has nothing to do with age. When you grow older, you may be able to understand what I say."

During this time, Huqiu has experienced continuous blows, brother betrayal, Wang Mao's death, and Qiu Tian being crippled. The seven heroes of the Free Society who gathered for their ideals back then are now on separate sides. Some have realized their original ideals, and some are still on the road to realization.

Moving forward on the ideal road, some people have gone and never come back. Huqiu quit the Free Society and took a trip to North America. He was supposed to relax, but he met the old devil who was passing on his art to explain his affairs. In Vancouver, Gao Chufeng still refused.

He gave up his career in the Youth Gang and followed him back to China. He had developed skills that were second to none in the world and had countless wealth, but he still encountered so many troubles. He was really frustrated.

Nong Junning thoughtfully said, "Brother Li, I think I can understand what you mean."[

When I was a child, I loved the piano. I kept an old piano left by my mother, and I didn’t feel bored playing it every day. But later, my family bought me the best piano and hired the best teacher to teach me, but I don’t know

Why, I don’t like Qin anymore. I think it’s because they have made demands on me and their responsibilities have increased. Once people find that they are forced to do something, they will lose their enthusiasm, no matter how much they once liked it.

I no longer have passion for anything. But now I suddenly have the desire to play the piano again. Because of my sister and you, I want to express your kindness to me through music, so I have the passion to learn music again. So.

You may be really old now, but if one day you rediscover interesting things, you will definitely be young again.

Li Huqiu smiled and said: "You are such an elf. I have an adopted daughter. She is as old as you. I am going back to see her soon, but I don't know what girls your age like?"

Nong Junning said: "With your ability, does she still lack anything? Just like I like you, she will probably have a boy she likes, but under normal circumstances, even if we like someone, we will only

I'm daydreaming so easily that I can't speak out."

There was a war going on in Afghanistan. In order to prevent the bearded man from escaping, the US military ignored the opposition of the international community and unilaterally implemented an air ban. Only a very small number of privileged aircraft could take off and land. In order to return home, Li Huqiu had to take a train bound for Delhi.

In the carriage, a group of Japanese people filed past the King of Thieves. They were dressed in traditional kimonos, with black veils wrapped around their arms. They all looked like they were mourning for their concubines. The leader was a fat man with a big ginkgo leaf hairstyle and a

Wearing a black and white traditional samurai kimono, with a fan on his waist, his appearance and temperament are somewhat similar to those of Honbu Tomo. But his level of kung fu is absolutely different. The six people in front each hold a box in their hands, wrapped in black gauze, with white silk as a flower.

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Li Huqiu noticed that all these Japs had martial arts skills. A monk walked with these little Japs and followed at the back. When passing by Li Huqiu, the monk first missed him, then took a step back and stared at Li Huqiu.

He shouted: "Brother, are you from Harbin?"

Li Huqiu was curious about these Japs and didn't pay attention to the monk's appearance for a moment. He was startled when he heard the sound and looked at the monk carefully.

His eyes are piercing and bright!

Why are these little eyes so familiar? And this accent is so authentic!

When Li Huqiu looked at the monk, the monk also looked at him. Li Huqiu had a pair of deep eyes that were back to his original nature, with a gleaming look, an unshaved face, and an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Even when he was not smiling, he would make people feel

He was smiling evilly. He looked down-and-out, playful and charming.

After years of separation, everyone's appearance has changed greatly, and no one dared to call each other by name.

Li Huqiu said: "Well, master, are you Zhang Tiejun?"

The monk was overjoyed, "You can still recognize me!" As soon as the Japanese in front turned around, the monk immediately straightened his face, clasped his hands together and said, "The poor monk is now known as Dayu."

Li Huqiu said with a smile: "Oh, he pretends to be real. He really looks like an eminent monk."

Zhang Tiejun winked at Huqiu and kept stealing glances at the little devil in front of him from the corner of his eye. Suppressing his excitement, he whispered: "Brother Huqiu, I really didn't expect to meet you in this damn place."

Li Huqiu was also very happy to meet an old friend in a foreign country and said: "Sit down and talk slowly."

One of the Japanese in the front turned around and came over with a respectful expression and said to Zhang Tiejun in blunt Chinese: "Master, our seats are in front."

Zhang Tiejun immediately suppressed his emotions and said solemnly, "Just follow the circumstances. I can't sit here, there, or anywhere. Where can I get yours and mine?"

The Japanese were in awe, bowed and said: "Master has profound Zen knowledge, please do as you please." As he said that, he glanced at Li Huqiu.

Zhang Tiejun pointed to Huqiu and said: "This is my old friend from outside the country when I was a layman. I have been traveling for a long time and rarely see people from my hometown, so I want to hear a few local accents."

The Japanese first saluted Huqiu, and then said: "The master's sentiments are touching. Speaking of which, I haven't returned to Miyagi for a long time. The cherry blossom trees in the dojo should be covered with petals by this time. It's a pity that the teacher can't see them anymore."

It’s not here.”

Zhang Tiejun said in a solemn voice: "Mr. Shangquan achieved enlightenment after seeking the Tao, and his soul returned to the Kingdom of God. As disciples, you should let his soul rest in peace, and don't mention his name all the time."

The Japanese said cautiously and respectfully, "Yes, master, please feel free to do so. I'll call you anytime if you need anything." After saying that, he respectfully took three steps back before turning around and heading forward.[

Zhang Tiejun sat across from Huqiu and said, "Did you see that? He's so polite, as obedient as the dogs we raise at home."

Li Huqiu looked at him and asked with a smile: "Speaking of the little devil, I may not know less than you do. What kind of spell did you cast on him?"

Zhang Tiejun said proudly: "This is the power of faith. Don't you think I have changed a lot now?"

Li Huqiu nodded, "Well, although there are still as many pits on his face as before, and his eyes are still gleaming and focused on looking at people's wallets, but people rely on their clothes, and you, the fake monk, do quite the same." Zhang Tiejun was nervous.

Wanting to look back, Li Huqiu smiled and said: "Don't worry, they are far enough away from us."

Zhang Tiejun was still nervous, "These Japs are not ordinary people, and their eyes and ears are extraordinary."

Li Huqiu said nonchalantly: "It's not necessarily very clever."

Zhang Tiejun was dissatisfied with Huqiu's attitude and said: "Brother, I'm not looking down on you. When I was in Harbin, you were indeed the number one person. At that time, I always felt that there was no one more powerful than you in the world.

But in the past few years, my brother has broadened his horizons outside and realized that there are people outside the world. Although your actions are not bad, they are still far behind compared to smart people."

Li Huqiu remained calm and asked: "Are there experts among these little devils in front of you?"

Zhang Tiejun lowered his voice and asked, "Did you notice the fat Japs walking at the front?"

Li Huqiu nodded and asked: "What? Is he a master?"

"Yes!" Zhang Tiejun nodded heavily and introduced: "This man is the third son of the swordsman master Nagaizumi Shinsai. His swordsmanship is truly inherited from his father, and he is nicknamed 'Quietly Takes Life'!"

"Take life in silence?" Li Huqiu asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

Zhang Tiejun said profoundly: "This means that he draws the sword very quickly, and the opponent has no chance to draw the sword and fight back, so there will be no fierce fighting."

Li Huqiu nodded with a smile and said: "It's really extraordinary. I didn't expect you, Lao Zhang, to get along so well with the little devils."

Zhang Tiejun's face was slightly red and he said: "Aren't we all working for a living these days? People always talk about the evil of money society. In fact, there are differences between noble and humble personalities, but money is the worst thing. My brother is following these gangsters and making money.

Japanese money goes back to China and indirectly supports the country’s foreign exchange reserves.”

Li Huqiu said: "I don't mean to laugh at you, but I am very curious about how you turned from Zhang Tiejun, a wanted thief in the country, into a respected master of the Great Fool, and how you were able to deceive the always arrogant little devil.

You look like a fool in front of me."

"It's hard to describe in words. During the second major raid that year, the entire Northeast bandit gang was dismantled. My brother and I got desperate and got on the train and fled to the far south in one breath."

As Zhang Tiejun spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, took one out and lit it. He handed one to Li Huqiu. Huqiu waved his hand to refuse and asked, "Why are you still smoking?"
To be continued...