Chapter 17 Where does the rivers and lakes come from morality?
Chen Baoxiang didn't know the answer. If he knew it, he would be able to tell whether he should go all out to rescue Gu Lanchun.
"You really don't know? Or are you a bastard who is determined to fight against the sharpshooter? If you are not honest, today's Daming Lake will be the place where your family will sacrifice next year."
Zhao Wuji sneered and pointed toward the water.
Every summer during the hottest time, Chen Baoxiang would take Chuanwen and Chuanwu to Daming Lake for swimming.
Daming Lake is very deep in the middle and has never dried up in a hundred years.
Therefore, there are big fish and big turtles in the lake, which is beyond imagination.
"You want to cooperate, haha, it's interesting... Many people in the world of martial arts shy away when they hear the name of the Gunslingers Club, and they don't dare to meet each other, let alone talk about cooperation!"
What Zhao Wuji said is the truth. The Sharpshooter Club is not only a gangster gang, but also a white gang with strong support from the Northeastern Army's old marshal and young marshal.
China is as big as China, and there is no one that can rival the Divine Spear Club.
If the battle of Huanggutun had not happened and the old commander had ascended to heaven, the Sharpshooter Club would have even risen to great heights and become the number one general in the Royal Forest Army.
Chen Baoxiang is silent. In Jinan today, failure to cooperate will result in failure.
No one can defeat the Japanese alone.
"Old Chen, there are not many opportunities left for you -" Zhao Wuji smiled and gestured to the two boatmen.
"Why are you talking so much? Third brother, there are several capable people in Jinan's Jianghu Road. You can count them all on your fingers. This guy just opens a rice shop and sells braised pork. He wants to cooperate with us.
What?"
"That is, cooperation and cooperation. The loach under the Nine Yins wants to cooperate with the dragon above the Nine Heavens. Is he worthy?"
This time, the two boatmen no longer criticized each other, but unanimously targeted Chen Baoxiang.
"That's not called braised pork, it's called braised pork."
He smiled calmly and corrected the other person.
"Bullshit meat, meat is meat, why are you dividing it so finely? You Jinan people have a lot to do, and you are all cowards when it comes to dealing with the Japanese. When it comes to eating, you get all excited. You are a bunch of losers!"
Chen Baoxiang coughed slightly and felt his chest was a little clogged.
Friends in the world are used to being rough. Sometimes they say bad words, which is unavoidable and can be forgiven.
However, he does not want anyone to belittle Jinan and Jinan people.
He was born and raised on this land, drank water from Quancheng, and ate corn flour, sweet potato noodles and rice and meat.
Pork meat is a local delicacy in Jinan and is also the face of Jinan people.
When the other party said this, it was a slap in the face of Jinan people.
"Brother, what did the Jinan people do to you? Did they dig up your ancestral graves or abduct your women? They kept scolding the Jinan people... Now, let's just ask one thing, do you want to cooperate? If you don't cooperate, you can rock the boat back.
, I will turn around and leave without disturbing you."
Today, Chen Baoxiang was looking for the Ninth Master Luo Hongying, but unexpectedly he alerted the Third Master Zhao Wuji.
"Third brother."
Luo Hongying, who had been silent, finally spoke. The wind on the lake was cold, and her cheeks were already red from the cold.
"Jiu Mei, please tell me."
"Third brother, it is definitely easier to rob a prison or a prison car. We use movement to stop the static, hit the target directly, catch it by surprise, and attack it unprepared. On the contrary, to rob the prison car, we have to use static to stop the prison. The Japanese are too powerful in combat. We
We have all seen it before. If we fight on Long Street, the possibility of our success is almost non-existent."
When Luo Hongying spoke, she just looked at the lake, not at her companions.
On the right side of the boat, a blue-gray carp jumped out of the water, stood upright, and then fell into the water with a splash.
"Third brother, Boss Chen is a man of his word. At first, he had every chance to dedicate his fourteenth brother to the Japanese, but he kept it secret and did not break the rules of the world. Based on this alone, he is a friend worth keeping with.
"
"Hehehehe..."
Zhao Wuji laughed a few times and remained noncommittal.
"I agree with Boss Chen's opinion. Let's join forces and destroy the Plum Blossom Mansion. We can each save people and break up."
After Luo Hongying finished speaking, she took out her hands from her cotton robe.
In the left hand is an ocean letter, in the right hand is a short gun.
Before, she gave Chen Baoxiang a gold bar as a deposit.
At that moment, she held up Dayang and the pistol again and looked at Chen Baoxiang.
"Choose, Boss Chen."
Chen Baoxiang took away Dayang without hesitation and put it in his pocket.
"In Jinan, all our actions are subject to the third brother's decision. Therefore, he finally decided that others cannot exceed their authority."
Zhao Wuji did not rush to make a decision, but walked towards the bow of the ship and looked in the direction of the Tiegong Temple on the north bank.
Soon, a blue-gray pigeon flew over and circled the ship.
Zao Wuji stretched out his right arm, pointed at the pigeon, and whistled.
The pigeon quickly landed and stood on Zao Wuji's arm.
There is an iron ring tied to the pigeon's leg, with a paper roll stuck in it.
Zhao Wuji took out the scroll, raised his right arm, and the dove flew away.
He unfolded the scroll, read it once, and then ordered: "It's done, let's return."
The big boat returned to Sijia Pier, and several people were waiting on the shore.
One of them turned out to be Wu Yixiao.
After the two sides met, Wu Yixiao was furious and shook his hands.
It turned out that his hands were tied with hemp rope and he could not move.
"Boss Chen, with your brother's three-legged cat's dexterity, you still want to sneak into the Plum Blossom Mansion to gather information?"
Zhao Wuji slapped Wu Yixiao on the shoulder, his face full of mockery.
The people next to him also laughed: "Jinan people only have such skills, snitch, snitch... Chief Han's pistol team failed to catch him for three years. Our brothers walked around the inns in Jinan city and caught them easily. Haha.
Ha ha……"
Chen Baoxiang smiled slightly and made no excuse.
The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy, that's all.
Since the other party has already caught me, there is no point in bragging.
"'Flying on Grass' Wu Yixiao - if I really send you to the Plum Blossom Mansion, what will you do?"
Chen Baoxiang knew that Wu Yixiao couldn't answer, so he immediately interrupted: "A pack of rat poison will send the Japanese to the West."
"Fart, fart, fart... If you mix rat poison in water, rice, or vegetables, will they still eat it? Do they have no brains or no noses, and they can't even tell the difference between rat poison?"
Ordinary people know that rat poison has a pungent smell and can be clearly distinguished within two feet.
They are not cooks, but Chen Baoxiang is a cook.
"When you come to Jinan, do you think the meat is delicious?"
The people next to me were stunned. This question had nothing to do with the current predicament.
"What's the meaning?"
“It’s not bad, it’s comparable to Hangzhou’s Dongpo Pork…”
"The meat is good. Although it is not a famous dish in Jinan, it is still pretty good. I eat the meat with steamed rice and steamed buns. After eating it, I will be sweating all over and my hands and feet will be strong!"
"Everyone, why is the pork so delicious? It's because we, the chefs in Jinan, have unique spices. Pigs are raised all over China, and the taste of pork is similar. But as soon as we sprinkle the spices, the crow turns into a phoenix, and the fragrance spreads ten miles on the wind.
When Chief Han was in Jinan, his favorite thing to eat was meat - a packet of rat poison and a packet of spices mixed together. Even if the Japanese have dog noses, can they smell it?"
For a moment, everyone was silent.
Chen Baoxiang deliberately pointed out the example of Chief Han eating a handful of meat, just to prove that spices can cover up everything and will never reveal the secret.
Everyone folded their arms and stared at Chen Baoxiang.
After a moment of silence, the young man behind Wu Yixiao let out a sigh and spat on the ground.
"It is against the rules of the martial arts world to poison people and exterminate families! We, great masters of Chinese martial arts, have to rely on rat poison to save people. It is simply shameful, so shameful!"
Chen Baoxiang was silent again, without any explanation.
A true wise man knows when to shut up.
He could see that Zhao Wuji was a thoughtful person. If others couldn't figure it out, they must also have a clear mind.
"Go back - take Boss Chen and Boss Wu with you."
Zhao Wuji waved his hand and ordered, his tone becoming much more polite.
Several people were divided into two teams. Zhao Wuji, Luo Hongying, Chen Baoxiang, and Wu Yixiao returned to the inn room.
"Boss Chen, I haven't tasted your meat yet!"
At this moment, Zhao Wuji seemed to be a different person, his previous murderous aura was gone, and he was smiling, as if he had left the great temple of Maitreya.
"Spice can mask the smell of rat poison. I can guarantee that it won't reveal its flaws."
Chen Baoxiang knew where the other person's question was pointing and answered immediately and without missing a beat.
He was thinking about Gu Lanchun, and with every passing moment at this moment, the danger to Gu Lanchun increased.
"Reduce the dosage to half. We don't need to use rat poison to kill people. It's enough to reduce their combat effectiveness to prevent the dosage from being too high and accidentally exposing the secret. When we go in, we kill them one by one. It's more enjoyable than using rat poison to kill people.
.”
Zao Wuji smiled and rubbed his hands gently, as if what he was talking about was not murder and swindling, but some interesting jokes.
Chen Baoxiang finally felt relieved, because Zhao Wuji said this, which was tantamount to agreeing to cooperate.
Next, he only needed to arrange Gu Lanchun's retreat route, and that was enough.
"Boss Chen, when you save Gu Lanchun, you also save Xu Huzi, right?"
Chen Baoxiang shook his head. If he had been tempted by Wu Yixiao's suggestion of "outsmarting the birthday card" before, he no longer had it at all.
He just wanted to ensure Gu Lanchun's safety and didn't care about anyone else.
"Oh? Really? I originally thought that you were running around and doing so many things just for the gold from Jiaodong. It turns out that Boss Chen doesn't love gold and loves beauty? Jianghu morals are a role model for our generation. I admire you.
I admire it, hehehehe..."
The atmosphere in the house seems harmonious, but in fact, there are countless complicated changes hidden inside.
Before Chen Baoxiang had time to answer, Wu Yixiao had already shouted: "I'm different from him. I want gold. Damn the morality of the world. Save whoever you want to save. I just want gold!"
These words revealed Wu Yixiao's true character.
In front of gold, he did not care about anything, not even Luo Hongying, and overturned everything Chen Baoxiang said. He did not love beauty, and only wanted gold.
"That's right, that's right, how can there be morality in the Jianghu? With gold and power, we have everything. Even the boss of the Jianghu, even the moral standards are set by us, hahahaha..."