The big ship sailed towards the depths of Daming Lake, away from the bleak vegetation on the shore.
On the boat, no one spoke, only the sound of bamboo pennies and oars piercing the water again and again.
Historical records indicate that Emperor Qianlong did visit Daming Lake.
He was admiring the scenery in the north of the city at the Quehua Bridge. He thought of Zhao Mengfu's "Picture of Smoke and Rain over the Quehua Bridge" and immediately sent an 800-mile horse back to the capital to fetch the masterpiece and appreciate the actual scenery.
The beautiful scenery of Huashan and Queshan in the north of Jinan City impressed the great painter Zhao Mengfu so much that he took the mountain scenery into his paintings.
"Boss Chen, if you want to save people, I also want to save people. We all end up in the same place by different routes. It's very good."
Since the other party was the third master of the Sharpshooter Club, Chen Baoxiang did not dare to tell lies and nodded lightly.
"Why did your friend Gu Lanchun enter the Plum Blossom Mansion?"
Chen Baoxiang could not answer because only Gu Lanchun himself knew this question.
"I only save people, I haven't thought about anything else."
"Wrong, wrong, wrong, Boss Chen, you are not serious. I, Ninth Sister, and Fourteenth Brother risked such a big risk to come to see you, and you just deal with me like this? I heard that the water of Daming Lake is two feet and a half deep, and there are hundreds of years beneath it. The bastard likes to eat human flesh the most... Hehehehe, Boss Chen, if you don’t want to tell me, how about you go to the bottom of the lake and talk to the bastard?"
The blue-shirted scribe smiled and pointed at the wide lake.
Daming Lake never freezes, and in such cold weather, there is a light layer of water vapor floating on the lake.
When the big boat arrived in the middle of the lake, it was surrounded by smoke. Even if something happened, the shore couldn't be seen.
The two boatmen lowered their bamboo poles and oars, each took out their pistols and pointed them at Chen Baoxiang.
"Are they all yours?"
Chen Baoxiang gave a bitter smile, secretly annoyed that he was too careless.
Before boarding the boat, the two boatmen didn't say a word, which was inherently strange.
Chen Baoxiang was impatient and exposed a huge flaw, which was exploited by the people of the Sharpshooter Club.
"Yes, Boss Chen, they are all members of my Sharpshooter Club. If you don't tell the truth, it would be fun to chop you up and feed you to the bastard."
The man was gentle, fair-faced, and dressed like a teacher. However, when he spoke, he was cruel and harsh, like a butcher with bloody hands.
The third master of the Sharpshooter Club, the "Blood River Spear", Zhao Wuji, is very famous in the world. The key is that he hates evil as much as he hates it. When facing evil people, he will kill them all without leaving a single person alive.
"I am a theater fan of Gu Lanchun. Something is wrong with her, and I must risk my life to help rescue her."
This is the truth, but when it comes out of Chen Baoxiang's mouth, even he himself doesn't believe it.
Because, if we are just theater fans, from Peking to Jinmen, from Jinan to Shanghai, there are not 10,000 but 8,000 theater fans in Qingyi Gu Lanchun.
Others didn't save him, only Chen Baoxiang jumped out. This is totally illogical.
"Hey, are you from Wanhualou?"
The boatman at the stern asked cursingly, then put the pistol on his knee, pulled out a wrist-sharp knife from his left sleeve, and rubbed it back and forth on the sole of his shoe.
"How could he be from Wanhualou? Are you blind? He is a man, not a woman."
The boatman holding the bamboo pole muttered dissatisfiedly and also took out a sharp knife.
"Yes, yes, yes, Boss Chen is not from Wanhua Building, but Da Qingyi Gu Lanchun is from Wanhua Building, Lien Chengbi is from Wanhua Building...Wanhua Building, Wanhua Building, don't jump early or late Come out, are you trying to get into trouble with the sharpshooter?"
Zhao Wuji sat down on the low stool and stared at Chen Baoxiang closely.
Chen Baoxiang was stunned. Of course he knew about Wanhualou, a famous female killer organization in the world. However, Gu Lanchun was an actor, a big Qingyi, and a famous actor in Beijing. What did he have to do with Wanhualou?
"Don't fucking stand there, tell me quickly, what the hell does Wanhualou want to do? Are you tired of living and looking for death if you dare to fight against the Master Gun Club?"
"Okay, okay, don't say bad words. Our Sharp Gun Club is a well-known and upright person in the world. We swear every day, and every damn thing we say will be discredited by the Sharp Gun Club. We are the third master here now. If we meet the fourth master,
I’ve been slapped all over my face for a long time..."
Two boatmen were quarreling, one had a hot temper and the other was arrogant.
Chen Baoxiang suddenly remembered the two devil-like super madmen that Wu Yixiao had said, and blurted out: "Bi Gong, Bi Jing——"
His thoughts were a little confused, which is why he called out like this.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew that he was wrong.
Bi Gong, Bi Jing is the name of the two Chinese masters and Japanese masters. They sound humble and polite, but the methods of these two people are stronger than those of the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Ghost-faced Judge, and the millions of hungry ghosts in the underworld put together.
Ten thousand times.
In the eyes of many Jianghu people, they are King Yama.
"Hahahaha, fools, damn fools, they thought we were Bi Gong, Bi Jing's two shameless old dogs, they are really blind. There are not many people in the world of Jinan who have eyes, not even us.
I know. Third brother, forget it, chop this guy up and feed it to the bastard, let’s get Wu Yixiao, the Flying on Grass, he looks smarter, hahahaha..."
"Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill. Third brother is here, is it your turn to chirp? Why don't you shut up quickly? You are an embarrassment. People regard you and me as respectful, respectful, and flattering."
Can't you and I even hear this?"
The blue-shirted scribe tilted his head and listened to the two boatmen arguing without stopping them.
When the two of them said they were tired, he spoke: "Boss Chen, they are not respectful to the two uncles."
Chen Baoxiang was very ashamed, but the two boatmen were talking to each other, and he couldn't get in the conversation at all. At this moment, he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone, please forgive me for being clumsy and short-sighted. Of course you two are not being respectful or respectful.
If they arrive, murderous and fearless—"
"Fart, fart, fart, you're a fucking compliment, you're just disrespecting our Sharpshooter Club. The surname is Chen. I originally thought that people from Jinan are the descendants of Liangshan heroes, so they must have some backbone, but now it seems,
All of them are weaklings. When the Japanese arrive, they all droop their heads, like fat pigs that have just been castrated!"
"Hey, hey, hey, sister nine is here, and the maid is here, can you be more civilized? Pay attention to your polite image? Boss Chen said it very well, Bi Jing, Bi Jing was the elite of the Northeast Army that the old commander admired most during his lifetime.
If we really talk about it, even the head of the family would call him uncle, right?"
The boatman at the stern sneered twice, but could not refute.
Chen Baoxiang knew that the Sharpshooter Club was established by the old commander himself, and at that time, the two of them, Bing Gong and Bing Jing, had already gone to Japan and Germany to study.
To talk about it in detail, Bing Gong Bi Jing is the equal of the old commander, while the Sharp Spear Club is the equal of the young commander.
So, according to the rules of the martial arts world, everyone in the Sharpshooter Club must treat him respectfully and call him uncle.
Of course, now, he respectfully recognizes the thief as his father and has betrayed the old marshal, the young marshal and the Northeastern Army. Whether they cry out or not is beside the point.
"Okay, Boss Chen, let's talk about Wanhua Building and Gu Lanchun. I want to know what is the purpose of Gu Lanchun creating an opportunity to sneak into Meihua Mansion?"