At the foot of the green hills, in the small village, outside the courtyard of the antique house that looked particularly fresh and peaceful in the morning mist, a stocky and slightly short middle-aged man came. This man has a raw face, a round face and a flat head, looks a little tiger-headed, with half-squinted eyes, and always a little sneering at the corners of his mouth, which makes people look particularly greasy and obscene.

The door of the Dragon Fei Martial Arts Pavilion gives the impression that it is always open, because he always opens early and closes late. All of this depends on a veteran old man in the museum. The old man's surname was Zhang, his name was Guo, he was over the age of old, he was a local lonely old man, his body was rickety, and he always looked drowsy, but he still swept the courtyard, watered the flowers and trees, and cleaned up the hall, he was still nimble and orderly. In the martial arts hall, few people remember the name of this old handyman, and they all call him Uncle Zhang. At his age, it is impossible to use his ID card to sign any labor contract with the martial arts hall.

The owner of the museum has repeatedly advised Lao Zhang to retire when he should retire and go home to take care of his old age. But Uncle Zhang insisted on coming to the museum every day to do things, even if the owner didn't pay him, he would do the same, and only move his muscles, because there was really nothing else to do. The owner of the hall and the coach Liu Zhengfeng had no choice, and they still paid him a lot of money every month. The local wage has risen, and Lao Zhang will not bargain, but Liu Zhengfeng will still take the initiative to adjust his salary according to the general market.

According to local rumors, the original site of the mansion rented by the martial arts hall is the old residence of a wealthy local family. The head of the family is surnamed Zhang, and Zhang Guo is also a descendant of this wealthy family. Decades ago, several catastrophes came one after another, the Zhang family fled, died, Zhang Guo was only in his twenties at the time, just when he was young and handsome, in a certain catastrophe, he was beaten to the point by the angry people, dying, and he couldn't live, and he was thrown away on the side of the mountain not far away.

Because he came from a family of tycoons and bullies, there was no one in the village to sympathize with or help the poor young man. Everyone planned to go back in a few days, and if they died, they would work together to bury them on the spot. Anyway, this kind of thing is commonplace in the village.

As a result, a few days later, Zhang Guo was abandoned, leaving only a faint trace of blood that had seeped into the soil and weeds, and the dying man was nowhere to be seen.

The old house of the Zhang family has been looted several times and has long been dilapidated, and later became the collective property of the village, but it is also uncared for and inhabited. Until the early eighties, the eastern coast was full of life. A strange middle-aged man with a rickety figure and slightly inconvenient movement came to the village and told the village committee that he was Zhang Guo back then. Zhang Guo didn't ask the village to compensate for anything, just wanted to build a shack in the vacant land next to his old house, anyway, it was good to live alone.

At that time, there was still a place in the village, and for so many years, there were especially old people in the village who had participated in various sports back then, and most of them felt guilty, so they also came to help more, so that the lonely and disabled Zhang Guo could settle down. His lower back is probably the one who was injured in that fight.

More than ten years ago, a middle-aged martial artist said that he wanted to open a martial arts hall in this village, and rented the site of the old mansion of the Zhang family from the village and signed a long-term lease contract. The building of the house is already too much to use, and the martial arts hall is directly rebuilt. After the completion of the Longfei Martial Arts Hall, at the request of the village, it was promised to let Zhang Guo, a lonely old man who was over fifty years old, do some odd jobs in the museum.

As for the owner of the Longfei Martial Arts Pavilion, he looked to be in his forties when the martial arts hall was built, and he still has almost no change in appearance and spirit. And now Zhang Guo is aging.

When the greasy middle-aged came, Uncle Zhang was holding a bamboo branch broom to clean up the fallen leaves and debris in the courtyard, attentive and meticulous.

"Uncle Zhang. The greasy middle-aged man said hello to the old man with a smile. The old man didn't stop what he was doing, just glanced at him and nodded slightly, which was a response.

The greasy middle-aged man still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked through the courtyard with his head held high, entering the martial arts training hall of the pavilion.

In the martial arts training hall, the head coach Liu of the year was practicing the eight-stage brocade tendon duster, and when he saw the greasy middle-aged man coming in, he quickly stopped his efforts, stood and bowed his head, and said respectfully: "Senior brother is early." ”

Liu Zhengfeng is a little strange, unless the master summons a martial arts lecture in his spare time, his senior brother Li Dongqing usually does not come to the museum. Although the master is also here today, there is no instruction to teach martial arts.

The greasy middle-aged man ignored his full stomach of questions, and asked directly, "Has Master gotten up?"

Liu Zhengfeng said: "I am drinking tea in the study." ”

The so-called study room is also a bit like a secret room, but it is not secret, and it is only separated from the martial arts training hall by the wall with the Bogu frame, but there is no door to enter it directly on this side. The door of the study opened in the backyard, and the greasy middle-aged man walked out of the hall directly through the back door and walked towards the study.

The middle-aged pavilion owner looks like he is about the same age as the greasy middle-aged Li Dongqing, but he has a clear spirit and a bit of fairy style. Li Dongqing entered the door and hurriedly saluted his master.

"Master's cultivation realm seems to have advanced again, and he is getting younger and younger. It's a pity that our brothers and sisters have mediocre qualifications and failed to break through the bottleneck of martial arts cultivation and follow the master to become martial arts. Hey, I'm afraid that in a few decades, I won't be able to run errands for Master and deal with some trivial chores. Li Dongqing has always been very respectful to his master Ruan Longfei, and every time they meet, all kinds of flattery and sycophants are all in the absence of any traces; on weekdays, he feels that his younger brother Liu Zhengfeng, who seems to be relatively honest and honest, has indeed won a lot of favor from his master, and he is very biased in both passing on his merits and entrusting things.

Therefore, Liu Zhengfeng has only been teaching boxing in the hall, conscientious, diligent and thrifty. And Li Dongqing has already had a rich family business, money and beauty, and he has made a lot of Hummer contributions in his division. It's just that all this, including many sect secrets, Liu Zhengfeng didn't even know about it, let alone be able to dabble in it, and it was a little bit oily. But there is such a junior brother, who is usually simple-minded, helps the master take care of daily life, runs errands, and picks up trivial things, as a senior brother, he also saves a lot of trouble and worries.

The owner of the Ruan Pavilion was making tea, and when he saw his lover coming unexpectedly early in the morning, he was quite surprised, but he said quietly: "Dongqing, since you are here, help me refill the pot of water first." As for martial arts, remember not to be impatient, be at peace with what happens, be casual, and persevere. Are you here today, is there anything important?"

Li Dongqing took the kettle and helped the master refill the kettle to boil, which made the secret technique of the sect, condensed the voice into a line, and replied: "Uncle Qin's recent movements, can the master know it?"

Seeing that the apprentice was like this, the middle-aged pavilion master understood that the conversation at this time should not fall into the six ears, so he leaned back, changed to a more comfortable sitting position on the sofa, and also communicated with him in his heart: "I have also heard about the general situation. It's just that why they acted so hastily is a bit strange for the teacher. Now that you're working with Uncle Qin, what do you see?"

Li Dongqing said: "I didn't hear anything. But in recent years, all kinds of things, connected together, I feel that the atmosphere on the southeast coast is a bit weird. ”

In fact, Ruan Longfei has long felt this, but this beloved disciple has always been thoughtful, handles various affairs, and is shrewd, so he wants to listen to his analysis more.

When he was not compromised, Li Dongqing was not polite, so he said bluntly: "Disciple is bold, if what he says is not right, I hope that the master will not blame the sin of arguing about the sect." ”

Ruan Longfei waved his hand and said: "Here is you and me, master and apprentice, although I never say your loyalty to the teacher, but I know it in my heart." Something else, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Although the greasy middle-aged man is accustomed to seeing the treacherous wind and rain of the rivers and lakes, the master's words still make his eyes blazing. He coughed dryly, cleared his throat and said, "Three or four years ago, in Uncle Qin's deal, a very clever offspring escaped by chance. It stands to reason that in that situation, with him as an ordinary man, even if he escaped from the cage with a little mechanical and electrical means, he would not be able to get out of that mountain. But he actually escaped, and a few days later, an envoy from the sect came to ask for someone and took away the girlfriend of the later life. Since then, Uncle Qin's business has been quite excluded in the sect, and it has gradually been subject to many restrictions. Especially after the Beihai King Beilun incident last year, what can be done now is very simple. ”

Ruan Longfei nodded slightly, but he was puzzled: "Uncle Qin's side, it is indeed necessary to be more restrained. But although they all work for the sect, they don't have much intersection with each other, which doesn't seem to have much to do with us. It's just that you're in it, just be careful. ”

Li Dongqing sighed and said, "I also hope that it's just that the disciple thinks too much, but then thinks about it lately. For example, why did the sect specifically instruct us to sell him those few guns to Zhang Qiang, who was insignificant in the periphery? Although the transaction is done well, it is a harmful thing after all. Besides, this time on Uncle Qin's side, since the sect was squeezed out, and Uncle Qin also intended to stop in a low-key manner, why was he suddenly blamed for the lack of fundraising with Shen Xianhui? This was obviously forcing them to reopen the stove and take risks. In this way, Uncle Qin, the vein of Immortal Hui ...... Alas, don't say it. Actually, it's nothing, I'm just worried about the master alone, the others, I just act when the opportunity arises. ”

Although the middle-aged pavilion owner said that he had already felt it, he still couldn't believe it when he heard the apprentice's analysis so appalling, but he couldn't think of a basis for refutation, bit by bit, it was very reasonable. "What do you mean, money is not a problem, but a deliberate attempt to clean up the portal? I don't think so, even if you want to do this, there are strong people who can play chess, then you have to find the right chess player here. You can't beat your own people with your own people, and the result of this is that people's hearts are out of control. After all, Donghaitang has great merit and no great fault. ”

Having said that, Pavilion Master Ruan himself felt that this reason was really a bit taken for granted. I couldn't help but sigh, it seems that I have been obsessed with cultivation all these years, and my mind is sophisticated, and I am really not as good as this beloved disciple.

Li Dongqing said: "Master forgives the sin, but the disciple still has to say." We don't know what the opponent is, but the person who laid it out must know it very well. What's more, as long as Akari has an opponent, it doesn't matter if he is strong or weak, at most he will make it ugly, even if some gossip spreads, as long as it can be explained and excused, it will not be a problem. As for what's in the shadows, we can't see through it. ”

The Ruan Pavilion Master's face turned a little blue, and he didn't feel a little weak with his refined state of mind cultivation that he had been immersed in for decades. After being silent for a long time, the middle-aged pavilion master finally looked firm, and explained softly: "Dongqing, for this matter, thank you a lot for the teacher." I will go back to Yunnan in the near future, and I should not come back within half a year. The business of Nanshan Tang and Donghai Tang, no matter what, before the teacher comes back, you only need to shirk it, let's close the door. As for Uncle Qin's affairs, the situation in Dongguan, I have a little idea, if there is no internal ghost, you can get out if there is an accident. If there is any vision within the sect, you don't have to care too much about the morality of the rivers and lakes and the friendship of the sect. As for your junior brother, he is just a simple-minded martial arts instructor, and he should be fine. I'm just two disciples like you, I hope there won't be any surprises. ”

At this time, the greasy middle-aged man has no obscene and gloomy look on his face, and the love between master and apprentice is sincere. "Thank you, Master, for your concern. As long as you go back to Yunnan, the disciples have their own plans for this matter. ”

When Li Dongqing went out through the martial arts training hall, Liu Zhengfeng stopped practicing again and bowed his head to send him off. Master and Senior Brother are both respectable and formidable people in his mind. Li Dongqing stopped in front of him, looked at the junior brother with a respectful expression, sighed, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard." Don't be like you half-hearted brother. ”

Liu Zhengfeng looked up in astonishment, looking ignorant. But the senior brother turned around and walked away, without looking back.

In the small room in the factory area, there was no change for a long day, and the men in the hall outside, in shifts of five and two shifts, all had fierce faces and were loaded with guns. The original three with knives have now been replaced with AK47s of one color.

The women in the room were relatively quiet today, eating and sleeping, each with their own thoughts, and the same tense heartstrings were numb. It was estimated that by dusk, the women had already eaten dinner, and their spirits were better than the time of the day, but they found four unfamiliar faces outside the hall.

One of them, a tall and thin middle-aged man, dressed casually, always has a listless face, and people like to squint first, and when they really hand over, they will gradually face the square. This man seemed to be the boss of the current deacon, and the five heavily armed guards were on his side.

The other three, the women had never seen before, and the leader was a kind old man, with gray hair and a face of vicissitudes with kindness. On the thumb of his right hand, he clasped a very good ink jade wrench. Although the wrench is dark green, it is very pure, the luster is flowing, and the jade is transparent and warm. From time to time, the old man rubbed the wrench finger on his index finger and turned it around.

The two people who followed the old man, one was a middle-aged man with a stocky body, a horizontal face with a meaty face, and a tiger-headed man; he was used to squinting at people, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he looked a little obscene, it was Li Dongqing, the eldest disciple of the owner of the Longfei Martial Arts Pavilion. The other person was a young man who looked to be less than thirty years old, with an expressionless face, just silently following behind Li Dongqing.

Fortunately, Aji and Lin Chuyi are not here, otherwise they can be recognized at a glance, this Li Dongqing is the night Hou Xiaojin brothers and sisters met Fat Biao two weeks ago, and they appeared side by side with the tall and thin middle-aged man in the Liangba Nightclub.

But in the current hall, the three people led by the old man seem to be at odds with the tall and thin man's group, and the old man's group is a guest.

After greeting each other, they sat down opposite each other at the small table. The old man spoke first: "Gao Laobin, in my opinion, your Thai customers, forget it." Not to mention that the current market in Thailand is not good, and I can't make much money. Besides, the South China Sea is now so tightly investigated, in case you encounter the military police patrolling the sea, this girl who is like a flower and jade, you don't have to throw it into the sea to feed the fish, and you will run for your life in a hurry. Yin Gong!"

The girls were terrified when they heard this. I have been trapped for two days and two nights, and now I finally know the fate arranged by the other party from the old man. Someone let out a few screams involuntarily, and immediately felt a slight vibration of the floor, and the five men with loaded guns reacted very quickly, rushing over, pointing their black muzzles into the small window. The women were silent, not daring to make any more noise.

I only heard that the tall and thin middle-aged man outside seemed to have a very stubborn temper, and he shouted angrily: "Anyway, it's all about trading with your head hanging on your trouser belt, and you're afraid of a bird." Lao Tzu just has to do it according to the old rules, anyway, your share will be indispensable at that time. ”

The old man still said calmly: "I came to talk to you today, but in fact, I don't mean to treat you badly. The price given by the Thai side, you also know, I naturally can't afford it. But after deducting my deed, and then subtracting the shipping costs, and then for the sake of many years of friendship, you can make a reasonable discount. I'll take this business next, what's next? Cash transaction, I won't owe you a cent. ”

Gao Laobin's face was even more unkind, and he looked at the old man coldly and said, "Uncle Qin, what do you mean by this? This is going to break up with Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu earns money that licks blood on the head of the knife, and you still let me discount it?"

Each of these questions is thrown out, like a hammer hammer on the woman's heart. At this time, everyone had a feeling in their hearts that if they fell into the hands of this old man, the end would definitely be a hundred times better than in the hands of that Gao Lao Bin.

I only heard the old man's tone not slow, and continued: "I am old, and I have been fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes for so many years, and there are more enemies than friends. It's just that between you and me, I slowly saved up almost a lifetime of friendship, which is not easy. It's not that I want to fly solo or anything, but I just want to give future generations less loss of yin even if this order is lost or earned. I met a master of immortal cultivation, you know, the famous master Wang Sen in China. I think many of the girls here have heard of it. As long as they cooperate, I will give you the money you should earn and pay off your debts, and they may also get a chance to cultivate immortals from now on. No matter how bad it is, if you follow Master Wang Sen for half a year, you can earn a lot of money and get out, which is a happy situation. I'll also give it to you, Gao Laobin, who has his hands covered in human blood like me, and accumulate some yin skills. ”

The old man's words were serious, and most of the girls were already grateful, and they prayed one after another, hoping that Gao Laobin would quickly agree to the old man. The main thing is that if the tall and thin middle-aged really want to transport them across the ocean to Thailand, it will really be a catastrophe.

I don't want things to turn around, it's completely against the wishes of the girls. Gao Laobin jumped like thunder and scolded, anyway, in a word, leave these women in the country, in case there is a leak, and the news leaks afterwards, the risk is too great, and everyone will be placed in a place of no return. I don't agree to anything, let alone a discount, even if I increase the price.

The two groups of people broke up unhappily. The hearts of the women, which hung in their throats, sank to the soles of their feet at once. But things are not completely without a glimmer of hope, because the old man is sincere, please Gao Laobin look at his thin face, and then think about it, he will come again tomorrow.

All night, most of the women prayed silently in their rooms, hoping that tomorrow when the old man came to talk, Gao Laobin would be relieved. This conversation is so gripping that everyone has no intention of thinking about many of the subtleties. Even though he knew that the old man was also one of the trafficker partners who detained them, he seemed to have become the only savior in the hearts of the women. To tell the truth, they have this experience, and most of the people they really hate in their hearts are acquaintances who deceived them before. For the murderous bandits outside, they are more afraid in their hearts.