Uncle Zhong put his pipa in the suitcase and said at the same time:
"Yes, let's go to Yundian!"
Yun Dian?
This place name has been mentioned to me by many people recently.
Fourth uncle, old Mr. Wu, plus now Uncle Zhong.
Just when I was about to ask again, Uncle Zhong raised his head and said to me:
"You have memorized the content of the Eight Jin Gua Styles by heart. However, it is useless to just rely on me to teach you this thing. You still have to gain experience in practice..."
With that said, Uncle Zhong closed the suitcase and lifted it up with his hand.
He put on his coat, turned around and left.
"Lock the door when you leave!"
Although I haven’t been in contact with Uncle Zhong for a long time.
But I can still clearly feel that Uncle Zhong is the kind of person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
Looking at his back, I hurriedly asked again:
"Uncle Zhong, I have a question and I want to ask you..."
Uncle Zhong looked back at me.
"explain!"
"We had a bet some time ago, and you said I look like the same person. I want to know, who do I look like?"
That day, I wanted to ask him.
But I know that I have just come into contact with him.
With his arrogant character, he would not say it easily.
But now that we are apart, maybe he can give me an answer.
Uncle Zhong was wearing sunglasses, and I couldn't see his eyes clearly.
But I could feel that he was a little hesitant.
"A person who looks like him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the door and left.
The moment he stepped out of the door, he suddenly sang a few words loudly:
"A three-foot sword with a shining green edge, a seven-foot tall man's body.
If a monster bullies me, I will laugh at him because he cannot recognize people with his dog eyes.
A hundred years of life are all passers-by, and I sing generously to the ghosts and gods.
With drunken eyes, the rivers and lakes are far away, and the awe-inspiring aura exists in the world."
As the singing got further and further away, Uncle Zhong's back also disappeared.
…………
Although Habei is only more than 500 kilometers away from Fengtian.
But the weather is much colder than Fengtian.
The taxi got off the highway and parked.
As soon as I got out of the car, a biting chill made me shiver.
Xiaoduo and Lao Hei are already waiting for me on the roadside.
As soon as I got in the car, I didn’t waste any time and asked directly:
"Did Huangzi reply to the letter?"
Lao Hei turned the car around and replied:
"I called him seven hours ago. There's still no reply, but it should be soon..."
I nodded.
But he still looked out the car window worriedly.
I haven’t been in contact with Mr. Hong for too long.
Although, it can't be said to be a life-and-death friendship.
But I know clearly that Mr. Hong is definitely the kind of person who can be trusted with his life.
Moreover, he can safely leave his back to his friends.
Otherwise, when Xiaoduo, Lao Hei, I and I were besieged by Chen Chengbei and other thieves.
There was no way he could just ignore the situation and rush forward with his car to take us out of danger.
It's even more impossible to keep the three of us in his small mansion.
And at the foot of Shuanglong Mountain, there are hundreds of thieves facing Rongmen.
When everyone didn't know it yet, I had already ambushed everyone in the Beggar Clan in advance.
Mr. Hong is still fearless and fights side by side with us.
I keep everything in mind.
But now that he has something going on, I will never ignore it.
Santana has entered the city.
I was just thinking about what to do next.
Suddenly, Lao Hei's cell phone rang.
He picked it up, looked at it, and immediately handed it to me and said:
"Master Xiaoliu, he is Huangzi, listen to what he says!"
I quickly picked up the phone.
I heard Huangzi say directly on the other end of the phone:
"Brother Hei, there is news. Two of our little brothers who were fighting in the old street responded. They said that they saw Mr. Hong before and went to Chef Zheng's place. But he came out later and didn't pay attention...
"
Old Street? Chef Zheng?
Could it be that Mr. Hong went to the venue and was caught?
"When did it happen?"
I immediately asked.
As soon as he heard my voice, Huangzi immediately said:
"Master Xiaoliu, have you returned to Habei? It happened the night before yesterday. But Master Xiaoliu, I am now in the suburbs. It will take me two hours to go back. So, Master Xiaoliu, you can go directly
Go to Old Street, I will ask the little brothers to wait for you at the street entrance. If you need manpower, I will transfer it to you now..."
"Okay, I'll give you the information when the time comes. Also, Huangzi, these two deployments of manpower have delayed the brothers from making money. I'll ask Lao Hei to call you the money later..."
When he asked for money, Huangzi refused.
"Xiao Liuye, please don't. If we charge you to do something for you, what will it mean?"
"No, one code is one code. Brothers, let's settle the score. That's it!"
With that said, I hung up the phone.
Across the world, I always adhere to one point of view.
If you can solve it with money, you will never owe favors.
Unless, money can't solve it.
Or, I don't have enough money.
Returning the phone to Lao Hei, I told him:
"Now go to Chef Zheng. In addition, call Huangzi one hundred thousand later..."
"Okay!"
Lao Hei agreed and drove straight to the old street.
The old streets in the cold winter have also lost their former fireworks.
There are very few people walking on the street.
Every household has its doors locked and its windows closed.
Looking at it, I felt an indescribable feeling of desolation.
When you get to the street corner, park the car.
As soon as I got off the bus, I saw three beggars emerging from nowhere.
As soon as he came to me, one of them was a little beggar with unkempt hair and a shabby thick leather coat.
Looking at me, he smiled and said to me:
"Say hello to Mr. Liu!"
I nodded and asked directly without any nonsense:
"Did any of you see my friend go to Chef Zheng's place?"
The little beggar immediately raised his hand and said excitedly:
"I, it's me, Mr. Xiao Liu. I happened to be on a siege in the old street that day. I saw your brother entering Chef Zheng's place. Because we saw your brother at the foot of Shuanglong Mountain before. So you
Don’t worry, we will definitely not get it wrong!”
The little beggar keeps talking nonsense.
I know he wants to take credit.
I turned back to Lao Hei and said:
"Old Hei, give some brothers some drinking money..."
Lao Hei immediately took out a small wad of money and gave each person one thousand.
Taking the money, the little beggar became even more excited.
He actually said that he would accompany us to Chef Zheng's place.
Although, there are very few pedestrians on the old street.
But Chef Zheng’s place seems to be more lively than before.
The free small restaurant at the entrance was even full of people.
I glanced towards the kitchen.
On weekdays, Chef Zheng, who likes to cook here, is not here.
We were just about to go upstairs.
Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind.
"What are you doing?"
When he turned around, he saw Zhao Ping, the sharp knife, walking out of the corridor next to him.