"Your kung fu is pretty good, you can stay in the martial arts studio." Chen Mo straightened his somewhat messy clothes and said to the people lying on the ground.
When they heard that they could stay, several people couldn't help but beam with joy.
"I don't care what your status was in China before. From now on, you are the teachers of this martial arts hall. When you are here, you must abide by my rules." At this point, Chen Mo looked at them seriously and said in a deep voice.
, "I don't want to one day drive anyone out with my own hands!"
These people are all boxers who smuggled themselves to the United States from China to escape the war. They cannot speak English and have no skills except kung fu. They can only make a living by working as coolies on the docks.
In order to improve his fighting skills, Chen Mo specially found a group of boxers who had just arrived in the United States and were worried about their livelihood, and selected the four best in martial arts.
After all, they were his subordinates from now on, so Chen Mo had to be cautious in his actions. Several people quickly stood up and saluted Chen Mo with clasped fists. Their eyes were full of respect and gratitude when they looked at him.
"Thank you, Master, for taking me in! Don't worry, Master, we will not disappoint you!"
Several people's answers were very convincing.
These boxers can be regarded as local figures in China and are somewhat arrogant. However, the experiences they experienced during their time in the United States have already made them put aside their pride and arrogance. In this war-torn world, they can survive and provide for themselves and their families.
belly, they are already satisfied.
Chen Mo was their benefactor who could take them in when they were in the most difficult and helpless moments. People who practice martial arts value friendship the most. Every drop of kindness will be repaid with springs. Several people were so grateful to Chen Mo that they wished they could die.
In return.
Moreover, warriors respect martial arts. Chen Mo is so young and his strength is far above them. Although his skills are a little rough, with just a little time, he will become more powerful, reaching a level that they can only look up to.
How could they not be filled with reverence?
Seeing the expressions of the boxers, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction. They were all men of true temperament, and they were quite useful.
The martial arts hall has three floors in total.
The third floor is Chen Mo's private area and no one else can go up there casually.
The first floor serves as an open area, including the lobby, practice room, ring, locker room and rest area, while several boxers are arranged in several guest rooms on the second floor.
This place is much better than the dirty and dilapidated slums where they live. The boxers looked at the spacious and comfortable room in front of them, and felt an inexplicable warmth in their hearts.
redness.
Being able to open a martial arts gym in New York openly, Chen Mo is naturally no longer a "shady person", and the problem of identity is actually easy to solve.
Hydra has many spies lurking in various countries around the world, many of whom are in high positions. Before leaving Norway, Chen Mo sent his real photos and fabricated identity, and a new one has been arranged for him there.
Even the U.S. government can't find any problems with his identity.
At the same time, within Hydra, Chen Mo also arranged a new identity for himself, Red Skull's new assistant, a kung fu master from China. This time he will cooperate with Red Skull to complete a secret mission in the United States. Of course, his identity is strictly confidential.
of.
After arriving in New York, Chen Mo transformed into a wealthy Chinese man who came to the United States to escape the war. He bought an entire building in Brooklyn at a high price and opened a martial arts gym.
The Red Skull temporarily disappeared from Hydra's sight. His assistant Chen Mo temporarily took over Hydra's affairs for remote control. Dr. Zola and the new guard captain Major John were in charge of the base.
The worship and awe of the Red Skull has long been deeply rooted in the bones of everyone in Hydra. No one has any objections to his orders. Their mission is to obey the will of the leader Red Skull and complete the tasks assigned by the Red Skull. Under Chen Mo's leadership,
After cleaning, there was no other sound.
The brief disappearance of the Red Skull did not cause any confusion for Hydra. Base construction and various research are proceeding step by step. Dr. Zola's research on the Cosmic Cube has also made progress.
After leaving the practice room, Chen Mo walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, taking the towel from the old housekeeper standing beside him.
"Eddie, are you used to living here?" Chen Mo wiped his hands and handed the towel to the housekeeper. At this moment, he was standing in front of Chen Mo, wearing a well-fitting dark gray suit, with his white hair neatly combed.
The old man with a gentle and kind expression on his face was surprisingly Eddie Albert, who taught Chen Mo German and painting in Liverpool for a month.
"It's very nice here. The bed in the room is very comfortable." Old Albert said in his smooth and gentle voice.
Before Chen Mo came to the United States, he thought of the old Albert who stayed in Liverpool. As the only person in the world who could be regarded as a friend with Chen Mo, Chen Mo was still a little concerned. Before leaving, he went to Liverpool and found the helper who was still in the square.
Old Albert of Man Drawing.
Although Chen Mo gave him $10,000, Albert's life did not change much. In addition to renting a cheap house and having a place to live, he also helped some compatriots who were living in difficulty.
He still goes to the square to help people paint every day, but now that his life is secure, his health is much better, but he often thinks of the young man who helped him and gave him hope.
When Chen Mo appeared in front of him again, old Albert's hand that was painting couldn't help shaking, and the painting almost became crooked. Looking at the young man looking at him with a smile in front of him, old Albert, who had always been unsmiling, couldn't help but smile.
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"Sir, do you want a portrait?" Old Albert asked with a smile.
"Why not?" Staying with old Albert, Chen Mo felt that he was completely relaxed. He didn't need to think about disguises and defenses, or scheming. He could relax temporarily, enjoy life, and feel the European atmosphere of the old era.
Cultural customs.
This is the feeling of trust. Although they have not been together for a long time, Chen Mo understands Albert's personality. He is serious and rigorous in doing things, optimistic and open-minded, kind and upright. He is an old man worthy of respect. He has experienced too much.
The ordeal made him look down on life and death, calm and calm. The only time Chen Mo saw him lose his composure was when Chen Mo pretended to be himself. Thinking of the expression on old Albert's face that doubted life at that time, Chen Mo couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
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After Old Albert finished the work at hand, he began to paint Chen Mo's portrait.
"Eddie, I'm going to New York. Do you want to go with me?" Chen Mo sat on a wooden chair and kept his posture motionless.
Old Albert was holding a paintbrush and sketching on the drawing board. Hearing the words, he couldn't help but paused and pondered for a while before speaking.
"Is food and accommodation included?"
Chen Mo was always amused by old Eddie's little sense of humor. Usually a strict gentleman, he would occasionally make a joke. Regardless of whether it was funny or not, Chen Mo couldn't help laughing. This was where old Albert was hired by Chen Mo on a daily basis.
Hired with ten yuan including room and board.
"Of course, the daily salary is ten yuan, including food and accommodation." Chen Mo replied with a smile.
"Congratulations, from today on, you have an excellent butler." Old Albert put down his brush and stood up, bowing gracefully and saluting.
It turned out that Albert Sr. was born in an aristocratic family in East Prussia, Germany. He received an aristocratic education since he was a child and was very talented in painting. After the First World War, Albert, whose family fell into decline, had to fend for himself. He became a noble young master.
Became the butler of a great nobleman.
Until the noble lord passed away, Albert, who was nearly forty years old, decided to leave the castle and bravely pursue his dream to become an artist.
Even he didn't expect that after going full circle, he would eventually return to his old job and become a housekeeper. However, he couldn't think of anything else he could do to help Chen Mo. He had basically learned all his skills.
Now, with this little advantage, I can help Chen Mo take care of the logistics and take care of his daily life.
However, my life can be considered wonderful. I have enjoyed the luxurious life of aristocrats, experienced the vicissitudes of the world, bravely pursued my dreams, and experienced the pain and hardship of sleeping in the open air.
Maybe Chen Mo will give him a more exciting second half of his life.