After hearing what Wang Sheng said, Yang Tu said: "Wang Sheng, I listen to my uncle, and you must also listen to my uncle."
Well, this sentence sounds pretty good.
Wang Sheng was lying on the stage, turned his head and looked down the stage, and I said: "Crazy Master is your uncle, to be honest. He can achieve such achievements at such a young age, so he has his own merits. In addition, I promise
After he fishes out my brother, I will stay with him for two years, then I, Wang Sheng, will definitely do what I say, and I will carry out all his orders in the past two years without hesitation."
Hearing Wang Sheng's words, I couldn't help but feel moved. It seems that Wang Sheng has been accepted by me.
Next, I took Wang Sheng to buy a new set of clothes, and then arranged for him to live with the gangster and Yang Tu. During this period, I noticed that Wang Sheng was always carrying the backpack, and he always handled it with care.
For fear of breaking it, I asked him what was inside, and he said it was his most precious thing.
I didn't ask further, because the most precious things are usually **, and it's hard for outsiders to inquire about them.
It was evening in a blink of an eye. I took Wang Sheng to visit Zhang Beichen's place, and then took him to our company to have a look. By the way, I also let him get to know my nine personal guards. I have some selfish interests here.
The Kung Fu of these nine personal guards has always been guided by Yang Tu, but Yang Tu's Kung Fu is very refined, and it is not very lethal for ordinary people to use it, so I thought about switching to Wang Sheng to guide my personal guards.
After seeing my personal guards, I asked Wang Sheng what the quality of my personal guards was, and Wang Sheng said, "average."
The elites that Gu Qingfeng selected for me were described as average by Wang Sheng. Naturally, I felt a little unhappy, but judging from Wang Sheng's standards, my brothers did appear to be average.
But soon Wang Sheng said again: "Crazy Master, if you take me to see them, do you want me to teach them kung fu?"
I nodded and said, "If your Shaolin Kungfu doesn't spread to outsiders, I won't make things difficult for you."
Wang Sheng laughed "haha" twice and said: "Who said that Shaolin Kung Fu is not taught to outsiders? The only ones that are not taught to outsiders are the 'killing moves'. Most of the other Kung Fu, as long as you sincerely study and have good conduct, you can learn a little bit about it.
There will be specialized monks who will teach you how to make incense money."
Then Wang Shengyou said: "In addition, crazy master, the kung fu I use is no longer Shaolin kung fu, but my own 'ghost martial arts', a fighting technique for the purpose of killing!"
I was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Tu. Wang Sheng created his own martial arts. This is so damn incredible.
Yang Tu also nodded and said: "When Wang Sheng fought with me, although there were shadows of Shaolin Kung Fu, the general essence has changed. The Buddha's heart is good, and the path of killing and cruelty that Wang Sheng follows in the martial arts is a common practice in the martial arts."
To put it bluntly, it is also called 'Oniwu' in some places."
Before I could speak, Yang Tu looked at Wang Sheng and continued: "To a certain extent, Wang Sheng's qualifications are actually above mine, because I am still studying under him, and Wang Sheng has already reached the new level.
Above, my master once told me that after martial arts has reached its peak, every movement is a 'wu', and every 'wu' is life, and everything is new."
I was stunned for a moment and then said: "Just like the two moves you used to defeat Yang Tu in the end?"
The action of chopping firewood and waving casually is still fresh in my memory.
Yang Tu suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, I'm just kidding. I learned that from my master. When I use a trick that I learned from my master, its power is not less than one-tenth of that of my master, and I can only I only used it a few times, because that kind of state is beyond my ability to spy on."
I felt that Yang Tuyue was talking about the fantasy of the moon, so I interrupted him and said: "Come on, come on, what you said makes me feel like I can become an immortal soon."
When I said this, everyone laughed "hehe".
On the day we picked up Wang Sheng, we waited at the company until Lu Xiaoyu was out of school and then took the car home together. Today, seeing an extra person in the car, Lu Xiaoyu sat closer to me cautiously, and then asked me in my ear Who it is, I will tell you, his name is Wang Sheng, and he is my nephew Yang’s younger brother.
Wang Sheng does look a bit fierce, with a bald head and a weird "swastika" tattoo on his neck. He looks like a gangster.
Um, okay, actually I am the biggest gangster in Xingzhou. Lu Xiaoyu is not even afraid of me, so why should he be afraid of him?
Wang Sheng didn't talk much in the car and just slept on his seat. Only then did I notice that this Wang Sheng seemed to be very sleepy. He was basically sleeping in the car today, and he never seemed to get enough sleep. Same.
Just as we were walking to Xihu Yayuan, my cell phone rang. When I saw it was Zhao Yu, I quickly answered the call.
"Hey, Zhao Yu, is there any news from Dushan?" After answering the phone, I asked in a very purposeful manner.
Zhao Yu smiled and said: "Yes, I got the news that Dushan has returned to Xingzhou. When we acted, we were a step too late and failed to catch him."
Back to Xingzhou? Then this matter will be easier to handle!
I asked Zhao Yu if the news was accurate, and Zhao Yu told him that he was 90% certain.
I thanked Zhao Yu on the phone, and Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Thank you, I didn't help you catch anyone."
After exchanging pleasantries with Zhao Yuyou, we hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, I called Gu Qingfeng and asked him to arrange for his brothers to search for Dushan's whereabouts throughout Xingzhou.
After I finished the call, the thug asked me: "Crazy Brother Dushan has returned to Xingzhou. We have to kill him this time. If you dare to do white powder business in Xingzhou, it is simply like plucking the hair from the tiger's butt. You are seeking death." .”
I glared at the thug and said, "Can you use a slightly nicer word, like "Tai Sui's head is breaking ground" or something like that.
We chatted a few more words, and then were attracted by the roar of the locomotive.
When Yang Tu was turning at the intersection, he deliberately slowed down the car, because from the sound, the roar of the motorcycle came from the intersection.
As soon as the car turned, I asked Yang Tu to stop the car on the side of the road and turn off the lights.
Because there was a lot of excitement in the middle of the road more than a hundred meters ahead. Although it was not yet ten o'clock in the evening, in a second- and third-tier city like Xingzhou, there were already very few cars on the road.
Five motorcycles circled around a white Jetta and Santana, but judging from the situation, the Santana seemed to be in the same group as the five modified motorcycles, because it was lying across the middle of the road, blocking the direction of the Jetta.
At this moment, I suddenly remembered a name - "Motorcycle Party". Are they a group of Cao Jian from No. 2 Middle School?
Just when I was wondering, I saw five cars stopped near the Jetta, but the people on the motorcycles did not get off, but continued to increase the accelerator, and the "coaxing" engine sound sounded particularly manic.
.
Of course, this may be a kind of enjoyment for those motorcycle gangs.
Not long after, a man got out of the Jetta. I could see clearly that he held a gun in his right hand, but he did not fire immediately. After getting off the car, he pointed the gun at the people around him and asked: "
Who are you? Madmen?"
If he directly calls me crazy, then he is definitely not my person.
At this moment, Wang Sheng, who had been sleeping next to me, woke up at some point, yawned and said, "Hey, isn't that Dushan? Why was it blocked?"
"That's Dushan?" I couldn't help but be stunned.
Wang Sheng said: "Yes, he was beaten by me when he was in the second prison!"
Just when I was wondering whether I wanted to go over to help, one of the people riding a motorcycle took off his helmet. He had long hair and looked young. He was wearing glasses and all I could see was the light.
A silhouette, but I still recognized him - Cao Jian.
These people are indeed motorcycle gangs, but why are they blocking Dushan? Moreover, Dushan has guns in his hands. Although there are many of them, the situation is not favorable.
After Cao Jian took off his helmet, he said: "Dushan, I've been looking for you for a long time. One of my brothers squatted at the highway entrance for half a month and finally found you."
Dushan pointed a gun at Cao Jian and cursed: "**, it turns out you are a young brat. Who the hell are you? I don't want to kill anyone, so get out!"
After Dushan finished cursing, Cao Jian threw the helmet in his hand towards Dushan. At the same time, he climbed onto the motorcycle, increased the accelerator and rushed towards Dushan.
Dushan dodged his helmet while shooting, but due to his evasive action, he lost his accuracy. After seeing two shots, his body was hit by Cao Jian's motorcycle and hit his Jetta.
On the back of the car.
"Bang!"
I saw that the rear of the Jetta had sunk into a big hole. The impact was so powerful.
At the same time that Dushan was knocked away, two people came down from Santana. One held a rope and put it around Dushan's neck, while the other tied up Dushan's hands and feet with zip ties.
After tying Dushan, one person threw the other end of the rope to Cao Jian: "Brother Jian, go on!"
Cao Jian took the rope and tied it to the iron frame at the back of his car.
**, they are trying to kill people, this Cao Jian is crazier than I was back then.
And at this moment, I heard Cao Jian say: "Dushan, I will take you for a ride today. If you die if you fail to live up to expectations, that is your own business. Even if you die, don't blame me.
Who the hell told you to bring drugs into No. 2 Middle School and harm my brother?"
After saying that, a man picked up Cao Jian's helmet. Cao Jian put on the helmet, turned around elegantly, and pulled Dushan roaring across the road. Judging from the direction, the target was the Shili River Bridge...
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Then the other members of the motorcycle gang followed, and two others stayed behind and drove away Santana and Dushan's Jetta.
When they were all gone, I said to Yang Tu: "Follow them and take a look, don't follow them too closely."
Yang Tu waited until they were almost far away before he started his car and chased after them. We were not worried about losing them at all, because the roar of their motorcycle motors was so harsh that it was difficult to lose them.