As soon as Lei Zhenyue said these words, the huge incense hall suddenly became silent. Even Lei Hu, who was still howling miserably just now, closed his mouth tightly and looked at his father with an excited face.
Lei Zhenyue's prestige in Hongmen was not expressed by words, but by fighting with real swords and guns.
In the United States in the 1950s and 1960s, it was an important period for the development of gangs. Every day there would be armed fights for territory. Lei Zhenyue took the lead in almost every battle and was on the front line. He might have hundreds of dead people on his hands.
In the mid-1950s, Vietnamese gangs entered the United States in large numbers, plotting to drive the Chinese out of San Francisco and take over the China commercial streets that they had already developed.
At that time, brothers Lei Zhenyue and Li Songqiu were only middle-level employees in Hongmen. They were responsible for the collection of storefronts in a Chinese-populated street in San Francisco. They were still relatively unremarkable people.
On a lightly raining evening, more than 500 Vietnamese gangsters entered this street. Some of them smashed and robbed various stores, while others were responsible for hunting down the Hongmen disciples who had been placed in Chinatown.
On the one hand, they came prepared, but on the other hand, they responded hastily. At the first contact, the Hongmen disciples suffered heavy losses. Li Songqiu and Mr. Du had no choice but to retreat into a store with their people.
Lei Zhenyue happened to be out that day. When he got the news, he sent a young man back to Hongmen to ask for help, and he took three people to kill him.
The street at that time was completely in chaos, and some shops were set on fire. Just when the Vietnamese were about to set fire to Li Songqiu's shop, Lei Zhenyue came and killed him.
Lei Zhenyue, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, rushed in with a machete in hand.
Lei Zhenyue completely ignored the weapon that was summoned to him, and was completely exchanging his life for his life. There was almost no one who could be killed by the sword. His limbs were broken and his arms were flying everywhere. Blood followed the rain and dyed the whole street red.
Although the Vietnamese gang had a large number of people, they were frightened to death by Lei Zhenyue, and Li Songqiu and others were also killed from the store.
Although there were only a dozen people in Hongmen, their momentum was like a rainbow, like a tiger among wolves, they rushed into the Vietnamese gang, killing hundreds of people and retreating steadily.
At the same time, Hongmen's support people also arrived, and the Vietnamese left more than two hundred corpses and fled in panic. Of these two hundred corpses, it was feared that seventy or eighty people died at the hands of Lei Zhenyue.
Although Lei Zhenyue also suffered more than twenty knives in his body, he was a martial arts practitioner and could always avoid the vital points when he was hit by knives, so most of them were superficial injuries. After practicing a lot, he became more powerful.
Later, Lei Zhenyue led the Hongmen disciples and killed the Vietnamese. They were so frightened that they were driven out of San Francisco.
Although nearly half a century has passed since the incident, the Vietnamese gang still does not dare to expand its power to San Francisco, which shows the shadow that the bloody storm had on them.
After that battle, Lei Zhenyue and others began to stand out in Hongmen, and gradually grew into the backbone of Hongmen. Du Fei's father and Li Songqiu became the two leaders of Hongmen.
But if we talk about who has made the greatest contribution to Hongmen in the past half century, Lei Zhenyue must be the first.
Although he is now over eighty years old, he is still the well-deserved number one red stick in Hongmen. No one dares to boast that he can surpass this old and strong old man in terms of force.
So when they heard Lei Zhenyue asking Ye Tian for advice, everyone was stunned.
Although Ye Tian had shown extraordinary skills before, the shadow of the famous tree and the nickname Thunder Tiger, the God of Killing, were not brought by strong winds, but from thousands of tough battles!
No matter how powerful Ye Tian is, he is only in his early twenties at best, and his mental state and physical strength are far from their peak. No one will think favorably of him against Lei Zhenyue.
"Third brother, Master Ye has joined Hongmen and is a Hongmen brother. Why are you still so stubborn?"
Li Songqiu didn't expect that after Lei Zhenyue dealt with his son, he would target Ye Tian again. He couldn't help but feel anxious. If anyone in the room understood Lei Zhenyue's force the best, it was naturally him.
Not to mention the Ye Tian in front of him, even when Li Songqiu was in good health, he could not survive ten moves in Lei Zhenyue's hands. When he moved, he didn't look like a human being at all, but a beast that had lost its mind.
"Second brother, it is strictly forbidden for members of the same clan to kill each other in Hongmen, but it is allowed to compete in martial arts, right?"
Although Lei Zhenyue is a rough man, there are also times when he is careful. As he said, Hongmen, as a martial arts sect, is inherently brave and fierce, so naturally it will not prohibit competition among fellow sects.
As the sect gets bigger, and they are all vigorous martial arts practitioners, conflicts will naturally arise between people. Due to the sect's rules, private fights are not allowed. Over time, this kind of discussion becomes a way to solve problems. channel.
Swords and guns have no eyes and fists are ruthless. In a martial arts competition, it is inevitable that someone will miss and hurt someone. Therefore, in this kind of competition, there is also a rule that cannot be ignored, that is, as long as no one is killed, no one will be injured or maimed, and will not be punished by the rules.
Therefore, except for conflicts or hatred that are really irreconcilable, people in Hongmen rarely engage in such "discussions", and it is unique for a big boss like Lei Zhenyue to challenge others.
Of course, if one party challenges, the other party must accept the challenge. If Ye Tian does not challenge, Lei Zhenyue cannot step forward and take action, and can only stare and sulk.
Thinking of this, Li Songqiu looked at Ye Tian and said: "Master Ye, Lao Lei has this temper. Don't pay attention to him. Many brothers are gathered together today. Let's get drunk before we stop!"
"Yes, yes, Master Ye, Uncle Lei is joking with you. The banquet has been set up, let's go over now!"
Du Fei also followed him to make peace. Although he had fought with Ye Tian and knew that Ye Tian's kung fu was unfathomable, he still didn't think highly of him because Du Fei suffered a greater loss at the hands of Lei Zhenyue.
When Du Fei was fifty years old, when his kung fu had just entered the dark stage, he once thought proudly that he was Hongmen's first pair of bonus sticks, so he wanted to compete with Lei Zhenyue.
Of course, this is a real discussion, and there is no hatred or personal grudges in it. It is just a way for the younger generation to ask the elders for advice.
Lei Zhenyue agreed at that time and did not invite any of his colleagues to watch. The two of them started fighting directly in Lei Zhenyue's yard.
According to Du Fei's idea, with his cultivation level reaching An Jin, even if he can't defeat Lei Zhenyue, he can still sustain a hundred and eighty moves and eventually tie him, right?
But they didn't expect it. After only three moves, Du Fei was hit on the shoulder by Lei Zhenyue. Although Lei Zhenyue only used three points of force, Du Fei was still lying on the bed. Two months.
From then on, Du Fei no longer dared to show his force in Hongmen, because as long as Lei Zhenyue was there, the title of Hongmen's No. 1 Red Stick would not fall on others.
"Du Fei, you kid, get out of here. Your bones are itching and you want Uncle Lei to loosen them for you, right?"
Lei Zhenyue did not dare to accuse Li Songqiu, but he did not have a good look towards Du Fei. After hearing Du Fei's words, he clenched his big hands like cattail leaf fans, and while his joints cracked, he stared at Du Fei unkindly.
"Okay, Uncle Lei, just think I didn't say anything!" Du Fei smiled bitterly, but did not dare to say more.
Du Fei couldn't afford to offend this hot-tempered old man, otherwise he would really dare to beat him up in front of everyone. Du Fei was Lei Hu's nephew, so beating him was perfectly justified. There was no such thing as fighting against each other. .
"Master Ye, what's the matter? Could it be that Master Lingshi Shanyuan's great reputation is all false?"
After reprimanding Du Fei, Lei Zhenyue looked at Ye Tian and said with a sneer: "Or maybe Ye Ye is not good at studying and has not learned the essence of Lingshi Kung Fu, so he doesn't dare to show his shame?"
Although Lei Zhenyue used his resentment to break through the barriers in cultivation, he has been happy with grudges all his life. His son has been taught a lesson, and he will naturally get it back. Whatever he says today, he will teach Ye Tian a lesson. .
After Lei Zhenyue said these words, the expressions of those onlookers changed. It seemed that the old man was really anxious and actually used Master Ye Tian to provoke him.
You know, the old-school Jianghu people say that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father. Even disrespectful words towards other people's teachers will often lead to unrelenting results.
Lei Zhenyue said this. If Ye Tian never dares to challenge again, then his move to open the incense hall today will only become a joke. I am afraid that even the most ordinary Hongmen disciples will not take advantage of Ye Tian. It's serious.
"Lao San, you...you, ugh!" Li Songqiu didn't expect Lei Zhenyue to be so decisive, but he could no longer persuade him.
"Elder Lei, I have heard your name for a long time, and now that I see you, you are indeed well-deserved!"
Ye Tian took a step forward and said: "You are considered an upright person. The trust fund's plot to plot the Song family has been revealed today. Ye will not cause trouble for you again!"
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. Should this competition be a yes or no?"
Hearing Ye Tian mention that incident, Lei Zhenyue couldn't help but blush. He had lived for more than eighty years, and that was the only regretful thing he had ever done.
Ye Tian smiled brightly: "Since you want to ask me for advice, Ye will give you some advice!"
Although he had changed his mind about the old man a lot, Lei Zhenyue's words involved his master. Ye Tian still had to compete with him. Otherwise, when he returned to Hong Kong, even his senior brother would not be able to spare him.
"Advice? Haha, okay, let's ask Master Ye for some advice!" After hearing Ye Tian's words, Lei Zhenyue was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily.
Lei Zhenyue has been in the business for sixty or seventy years, and has fought countless boxers from all over the world. He has never lost a single move in terms of fists and kicks. How dare this young man in front of him dare to say that he wants to teach him?
