Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth old and strong
Ever since the "Jiangnan Case" in the 1980s, Mr. Bai has been living in seclusion in a manor on the outskirts of the city. Only a very few people in Hongmen know that Mr. Bai is still alive.
However, although this manor is also on the outskirts of the city, it is in the opposite direction from the airport. The car has to cross the entire city of San Francisco to reach the manor, which allows Qin Feng to see all the city's features.
San Francisco is a port city on the Pacific coast of California, the second largest city in California after Los Angeles, the largest financial center in the western United States and an important high-tech R&D and manufacturing base.
At the same time, San Francisco is also the most densely populated place for Chinese in America. The world-famous high-tech industrial park "Silicon Valley" is located here, attracting countless high-tech talents and tourists from all over the world every day.
It was night when Qin Feng and others got off the plane, and the whole city of San Francisco was brightly lit. Especially when passing the famous Golden Gate Bridge, the striking scenery was quite shocking.
"The car will stop at Chinatown..."
When the car passed by a thoroughfare, Bai Zhentian pointed to a place and said, "Brother, it's late today. Let's get off the car and take a look before leaving. I'll accompany you to have fun tomorrow and the day after tomorrow..."
"Well, when you come to San Francisco, you must see Chinatown." Qin Feng nodded. He had already heard about this place where overseas Chinese gather.
When the car stopped, Bai Zhentian took the lead in opening the door and walked out. Pointing to the entrance of Chinatown, he said with emotion: "These places are all built with the blood and sweat of our Chinese people.
Although Bai Zhentian spends most of his time in San Francisco and comes to Chinatown for tea almost every day, every time he sees this building, he always has an inexplicable feeling in it.
"Yes. Those Chinese who built the railways died many times before they could occupy a place here." Qin Feng sighed. He heard those things from his master. China was weak in the early years, and he didn't know how to bear it.
How much bullying.
San Francisco's Chinatown has existed in the United States for more than a hundred years.
Qin Feng saw that at the entrance, there were a pair of stone lions and a dark green Chinese-style archway, with the four characters "The world is for one commonwealth" written by Dr. Sun Yat-sen. This is a symbol of Chinatown and a symbol of Chinese civilization.
Looking back at the Hongmen disciples gathered around him, Bai Zhentian said: "Brother, there is Grant Street inside. I won't take you in today..."
"Okay, Brother Bai, you should go visit the old man first.
Qin Feng nodded. Although it was already night, he could still see that the streets inside were crowded with tourists, and almost every shop door was surrounded by people.
"Let's go..." Bai Zhentian got back into the car, and four or five cars drove directly to the manor on the outskirts of the city.
After getting in the car, Bai Zhentian sighed: "My father likes to come to Chinatown for tea, but he can only come once a week..."
"Brother Bai, if I miss home, I can go back to China and stay for a while."
Qin Feng said: "It has been so many years. The veterans who went to Taiwan back then have been asked to go back to visit their relatives. It should be no problem for the old man to return to the country..."
"Yes, Uncle Bai, if the old man goes back, he will live directly in Cangzhou..." Before Qin Feng finished speaking, Liu Zimo said: "Our old Liu family still has the final say there.
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"His old man wants to go back, but I'm a little worried." Bai Zhentian said: "My father left early, and he has never seen the changes in the country. Brother, I have lingering fears..."
Because Mr. Bai once served in the Kuomintang government, he went to the United States before liberation because he was afraid of settling scores in the future, and was not affected by the shocks after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
But Bai Zhentian was different. He had suffered a lot of criticism in China at that time, otherwise he would not have left the mainland with a group of old brothers and fled abroad to live in exile. Now that he thinks about it, he still feels a little wary.
"Brother Bai, the country is relatively relaxed now. If the old man is serious, you should arrange for him to go back for a walk!"
Although he had never experienced that era, Qin Feng knew the past events very well, because with Master Zai's ability, he hid in prison and refused to come out at that time, which shows how chaotic it was at that time.
"Okay, if I have the chance, I would also like to go back for a walk!" Bai Zhentian nodded. It has been decades since he came out. Deep down in his heart, he still misses the mountains and rivers of his hometown.
In order to let Qin Feng see the night view of San Francisco, the car did not drive very fast. It took more than an hour to leave the city and drove for more than 20 minutes to arrive near Highway 1 from San Francisco to Los Angeles.
"The scenery here is very good, and it is also good for my father's health..."
After several cars filed into a gate, Bai Zhentian turned around and explained to Qin Feng that Highway 1 in San Francisco was very beautiful, and the old man's manor was on one side of the highway.
"Hmm? There are still guests today?"
Seeing seven or eight cars parked in the open space inside the gate, Bai Zhentian couldn't help but frown. His father lived in seclusion here and had very few interactions with people from Hongmen.
"Uncle Bin, what's going on? Who is it all from?"
After getting off the car, Bai Zhentian walked towards the gatekeeper at the entrance of the manor. The old gatekeeper was seventy or eighty years old. Even when Bai Zhentian saw him, he would give him the courtesy of a junior.
"Young master, the master of the door brought people here. More than twenty people came, and the master let them in."
Uncle Bin was playing with a pair of iron balls in his hand. Each one was the size of a baby's fist. Without a certain amount of wrist strength, he really couldn't turn this thing.
As the saying goes, the poor are poor in culture and rich in martial arts. In the early years, when the family had no money, they had no intention of learning martial arts. Just like the Liu family back then, the Bai family was also a big family in Hebei Province. When they went abroad before liberation, many people followed them.
come out.
Just like Uncle Bin in front of me, he looks very old now, but when he was young, he was also a number one figure and did many great things with Mr. Bai.
It stands to reason that Uncle Bin can be considered a veteran of Hongmen overseas. He can find a place to enjoy his old age, but Uncle Bin has followed Mr. Bai since he was a child and would rather be a concierge here.
"Here is the master of the door? Can he still go out in that body? What a nonsense!"
Bai Zhentian's brows furrowed even more tightly. He turned around and waved to Chen Junhua and said, "Something is wrong. Let the people from the hall come over and surround the garden for me..."
Bai Zhentian has traveled around the world for so many years and has seen too many things. When he returned home, a group of people brought the owner to his father's house. They always seemed to have murderous intent.
"Yes, Mr. Bai 1" Chen Junhua agreed, walked aside and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
"Master, it's okay. Lao Cao is here too. As long as he's here, those brats can't do anything wrong." Uncle Bin turned the iron ball in his hand with a nonchalant look on his face.
"Oh? Uncle Cao is here too?"
Bai Zhentian was stunned when he heard this, his face relaxed a little, and he nodded and said: "With Uncle Cao here, there is really no need to worry. Uncle Bin, let me introduce someone to you to see if you still have any impressions?"
"Who can you introduce to me?"
Uncle Bin rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You're bullying me, aren't you? The people who come with you are all young people, how can anyone I know know?"
Although Uncle Bin has always maintained a master-servant relationship with the Bai family, no one in the Bai family dared to regard him as a servant, and Bai Zhentian knew that Uncle Bin was very high-spirited, and ordinary people would not look at him at all.
Upper eyes.
"Hey, Uncle Bin, do you still remember Yama who was seeking life in the world back then?"
Bai Zhentian chuckled, pulled Qin Feng over, and said, "This little brother is the direct disciple of Yama Suo Ming. Do you think I should introduce him to you?"
"Death-seeking Yama?!"
Hearing this nickname, Uncle Bin's body couldn't help but tremble, and his turbid old eyes shot out a glimmer of light, staring at Qin Feng closely, and said: "You... you are Mr. Xia
Senior's disciple, he...is he okay?"
Uncle Bin is seventy-eight years old this year. When he worked as a follower of Mr. Bai in the Kuomintang government, he was not yet twenty years old. It was for this reason that he had met Zai once.
At that time, the name of Yama Suo Ming was very popular in the world. Even Mr. Bai was not senior enough in front of Zai, let alone Bai Bin in front of him.
Moreover, the life-killing Yama had a life-saving grace for Mr. Bai, and he often mentioned this matter over the years, so Uncle Bin also respectfully addressed Zai as Mr. Bai.
Qin Feng knew that the master used the surname Xia in the early years of the world, so he immediately said: "Uncle Bin, the master passed away a few years ago..."
"He...his old man passed away?"
Uncle Bin's voice was a little trembling, "Oh, think about how graceful Senior Xia was back then. The little devils and traitors he killed were frightened by the news. I didn't expect that they would not be able to escape the barrier of time after all..."
"By the way, tell me quickly, how did Senior Xia get here these years?"
Uncle Bin grabbed Qin Feng. For people of his age, old friends die almost every year, so he especially likes to remember the past. Now that he saw the son of his old friend, he seemed a little excited.
"Uncle Bin, we'll talk about this later, let's go in first!"
Seeing that Uncle Bin wanted to take Qin Feng to reminisce about the past, Bai Zhentian quickly said: "My father also wants to hear about Mr. Xia. We can't let him talk twice, right?"
"Yes, let's go in and talk, then we'll talk after we go in."
When Uncle Bin heard this, he nodded repeatedly, straightened his back, and said, "Kick those bastards away, damn it. If I had known that there were distinguished guests here today, none of them would have thought of coming in..."
As if thinking of the past events of those years, Uncle Bin suddenly became arrogant, and his style made a 180-degree turn. His rough style did not look like an old man at all, but more like a decisive warrior.