The elevator that Qin Feng took stopped on the eighth floor. But before Qin Feng could get out of the elevator, two young Chinese men in black suits stopped at the entrance of the elevator and said, "I'm sorry, sir, this is a private floor.
Not accepting guests!”
"I'm looking for Mr. Bai and made an appointment with him!" Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can check with Mr. Bai, but let me get out of the elevator and talk."
Two hours after Qin Feng returned to the hotel, he received a call from Liu Zimo. After Bai Zhentian heard about Qin Feng, he asked Liu Zimo to invite him to the hotel to meet him.
But Qin Feng didn't expect that Bai Zhentian would be so generous as to take over the entire floor of the hotel, basically eliminating the possibility of being attacked.
"Okay, come out and put your hands by your side."
A Chinese young man guarding the elevator looked at Qin Feng's not very strong figure, nodded in agreement, and motioned for Qin Feng to get out of the elevator.
After using the walkie-talkie next to his ear to contact Bai Zhentian, one person said to Qin Feng: "It's the person invited by Mr. Bai. This gentleman, please come with me."
"The modernization process abroad is indeed much ahead of that at home." Qin Feng couldn't help but say after seeing the actions of the two men.
"Are you from China?" The young man leading the way looked at Qin Feng curiously and said, "I wonder what it's like in China? Can everyone have enough to eat?"
Most of the new blood among the Hongmen are descendants of the older generation of Hongmen. These people were born and raised in the United States. Although they can speak Chinese, most of their thinking and behavior have been Westernized.
Moreover, the U.S. government has always had a suppressive attitude towards China. There is basically very little publicity about China, and even if it does, it is always negative.
Therefore, these people's understanding of their motherland is either from what they see on TV, or they are stuck in the memories of their fathers and grandfathers who did not have enough to eat fifty or sixty years ago.
"Brother, it has been almost 20 years since the opening of the business. As long as you are willing to work, how can you not have enough to eat?"
Qin Feng had a wry smile on his face and said: "Go back to the mainland when you have time. You will feel friendly. It's true that Hongmen was on the wrong ship decades ago. As for whether we will never communicate with each other until we die."
?”
Qin Feng knew that whether it was Hongmen or the Shanghai Green Gang affiliated with Hongmen, or even many Jianghu sects at that time, they all supported Mr. Chiang who fled to Taiwan.
Therefore, after Mr. Chiang's defeat, people in various sects were afraid that the ruling party at home would settle old scores, so they fled abroad one after another. Overseas Hongmen immediately injected a large number of talents, and it began to develop and grow from then on.
"Master Bai, the guests have arrived..." The young man and Qin Feng had already arrived at the door of a house. After ringing the door curtain, he said: "Hey, tell me about domestic affairs when you have time.
"
"No problem." Qin Feng nodded and stood in front of the door.
"Hey, I said you came here very quickly?" Liu Zimo's voice sounded from inside the door, and the door was opened.
"Who are you?" When Liu Zimo saw Qin Feng's face clearly, his expression suddenly changed and his body tensed suddenly.
"Brother Mo, what's wrong?" The young man who had not gone far after knocking on the door immediately put his hands in his arms when he saw Liu Zimo was so nervous.
"Who do you think I am?"
Qin Feng touched his face and smiled bitterly. In order not to attract the attention of the American police and other gangs, Qin Feng made some slight changes to his face. Unexpectedly, he deceived Liu Zimo again.
"Holy crap, are you a Transformer?"
Hearing Qin Feng's voice, Liu Zimo immediately relaxed, waved his hand to the young man, and said, "Ajun, it's okay, he's one of his own."
"It's better to be cautious. You also know how many people are watching here." Qin Feng followed Liu Zimo into the room.
Bai Zhentian lives in a large suite with a living room of thirty or forty square meters. In the middle of the living room, there is a tea table carved from tree roots, with Kung Fu tea tea sets on it.
"Young man, please sit down!"
Hearing the footsteps coming from outside, Bai Zhentian raised his head and glanced at Qin Feng, and said lightly: "It's been a long time since I made tea. Let's see how the old man's craftsmanship goes."
Lowering his head, Bai Zhentian didn't speak anymore, but concentrated on making tea. After cleaning the tea set with freshly boiled water, he poured the boiling water into the tea bowl, and suddenly a scent of tea wafted out.
However, the next step Bai Zhentian took made Qin Feng stunned.
Because according to common sense, Bai Zhentian should pour the tea in the bowl into a small cup, but Bai Zhentian took out a glass and poured all the tea in the bowl.
Bai Zhentian pushed the glass of water in front of Qin Feng and said, "Drink it while it's hot. Freshly boiled tea won't taste good when it's cold!"
"Thank you!"
Qin Feng had understood at this time and did not refuse immediately. He picked up the teacup calmly and drank the entire cup of hot tea in one breath.
"The best Tieguanyin from Anxi, Fujian Province, is sweet and mellow, with agarwood and agarwood. It is indeed a good tea!" After putting down the tea cup, Qin Feng looked at Bai Zhentian indifferently, his expression not changing at all.
Qin Feng knew that Bai Zhentian was testing him. If Qin Feng couldn't drink this cup of tea or made a fool of himself after drinking this cup of tea, he would be a big loser in Bai Zhentian's eyes.
"Okay, okay, it turns out that a hero comes from a boy!"
Seeing Qin Feng's calm look, Bai Zhentian suddenly burst into laughter and said, "I didn't expect there to be a young man like you in the country. It's rare, it's rare!"
From Qin Feng's behavior of drinking this cup of tea, Bai Zhentian can tell that Qin Feng is practicing internal martial arts. Even if he has not yet developed dark strength, he may have reached the peak of Ming strength, because most people cannot drink this cup.
Of tea.
"Uncle Bai, Qin Feng is my brother, can he be any different?" Liu Zimo said dissatisfied from the side. He also knew that Bai Zhentian was testing Qin Feng.
"You kid, stop interrupting."
Hearing Liu Zimo's words, Bai Zhentian suddenly straightened his face and said, "Do you think you will be invincible if you practice dark strength? If you go to the ring the day after tomorrow, you, Uncle Bai, and I will definitely help you collect the body..."
Liu Zimo also told Bai Zhentian about his breakthrough in cultivation before, but Bai Zhentian's view is the same as Qin Feng's. Killing and fighting are two different things, and actual combat effectiveness cannot be divided by realm cultivation.
"Uncle Bai, I'm not that unbearable."
Liu Zimo curled his lips when he heard this. In any case, his fighting ability in Hongmen was also unparalleled. Apart from Bai Zhentian, Liu Zimo could be said to be the invincible opponent in Hongmen.
"Sit down and go."
Bai Zhentian waved his hand, turned to look at Qin Feng, and said, "I don't know which sect my little brother is from? This disguise technique is superb?"
Bai Zhentian's father was a direct disciple of the sharpshooter Li Shuwen. Unlike Mr. Liu, who was a wealthy man, Bai Zhentian's father traveled alone in the world in his early years. Later, he passed on all his skills and experience to Bai Zhentian.
Therefore, Bai Zhentian knew that people like Qin Feng must have received some kind of inheritance, maybe from some sect in the world. Before this conversation, he still had to find out the details of the other party.
"Uncle Bai, I stole the Bajiquan passed down by my master, the Mo family, in my early years. Thanks to the great love of my master, he did not take back my martial arts. So from this point of view, I have to teach you how to call him uncle."
After saying this, Qin Feng thought for a moment and said: "Later, I encountered some things, and I really worshiped a master. In his early years, he had a nickname in the world of life-seeking Yama. I don't know if you have heard of it, Uncle Bai."
No?"
Back then, Zai wanted to unify the Eight Outer Sects, but the Outer Eight Sects had never been unified since the late Ming Dynasty and the early Qing Dynasty. Naturally, the leaders of several sects did not want to put a tight curse on their heads.
So when Zai came to these sects, he was not greeted with courtesy, but with all kinds of open and covert attacks. Zai was injured several times that year, all because of this reason.
However, Zai was relatively restrained at that time and did not kill anyone. However, after the Japanese invaded China, many people from the Outer Eight Gates defected to the Japanese, which made Zai furious.
From the northeast to the south of the Yangtze River, Zai was like a ghost in the dark night, causing a bloody storm in the world. Countless people from the Outer Eight Sects who had connections with the Japanese died in his hands.
From then on, Zai also earned the title of "Death-seeking Yama" in the world, which means that if the King of Hell asks you to die at the third watch, who dares to leave anyone alive until the fifth watch.
After the end of the Anti-Japanese War, Zai Ye completely gave up on the idea of unifying the eight outer sects. In addition, his disciple's misbehavior at that time also dealt a huge blow to Zai. From then on, Zai lived incognito in Hujiacun.
"Death-seeking Yama? I...I seem to have heard of this name..."
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Bai Zhentian's face showed a thoughtful look. His martial arts and knowledge in the world came from his father. Bai Zhentian vaguely remembered that his father mentioned this person.
"I remembered!"
Suddenly, Bai Zhentian's expression changed, he looked at Qin Feng and said, "Is your master short in stature, with a black mole hidden in the center of his eyebrow, and a scar on his earlobe yesterday?"
"Huh? How do you know this?"
After hearing Bai Zhentian's words, Qin Feng remained motionless, but the muscles all over his body tightened, and the life-threatening needle wrapped around the middle finger of his right hand slipped into his palm.
Qin Feng had to be on guard because Master Zai rarely showed his true face when he traveled around the world.
Knowing that masters are the most secretive and special people, if they are not close friends, then they are definitely their life and death enemies. Only these two kinds of people can understand these things so well.
However, when Qin Feng thought about it, his master was ruthless and killed countless people, and the Bai Zhentian in front of him was probably his enemy. According to the rules of the world, if there were some mortal enemies, then the next generation would also fight to the death.
The energy emanating from Qin Feng was sensed by Bai Zhentian at the first moment, and he quickly waved his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, your master and I have no grudges. His old man is still kind to my Bai family.
.”
In order to ease the tense atmosphere, Bai Zhentian made another pot of tea, but this time he poured tea for Qin Feng in a small cup, and his eyes softened.
