Chapter Eighty-Three: Arrogant Demonstrations
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Chapter Eighty-Three: Arrogant Demonstrations
The killing aura emanated from Hu Zhiyong, and everyone's sixth sense suddenly felt uncomfortable. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o Mīŧ
Feng Yuguo sighed: "Your eldest brother went to Beiping to do business, and was ensnared by your second brother and locked up in the basement of the Fuxing Society. The main reason I'm here this time is for this, and I hope you can send someone to rescue him! â
"Huofeng, inform Uncle Li Shicheng to quickly select a group of good players, I want to go to Beiping in person!" How could Hu Zhiyong tolerate his brother's accident, his heart was burned with anger, and he was even more disgusted with his second brother Hu Zhiqiang.
Li Shicheng rushed back from Xianguo with a blood wolf team of more than 1,000 people, and happened to encounter such a thing. After receiving the order, he quickly picked out a group of martial arts experts to form two squads and rushed towards the port of Heidao Town.
Hu Zhiyong and Huofeng had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw them coming, they waved their hands: "Get on the boat, let's rush to Beiping overnight!" â
It was a medium-sized cargo ship, and twenty-seven men boarded the ship and began to inspect weapons. Three disassembled sniper rifles were packed in a lockbox, a miniature radio station and some grenades were packed in the box. Each person has a submachine pistol, and the multi-purpose military spur has a scabbard stuck in the scabbard at the waist.
In the hot summer, it is not easy to hide the weapons with them, so Hu Zhiyong made them boldly straddle their waists, and the grass green short-sleeved clothing looked extra magnificent.
"Remember, don't kill if you can't kill someone, don't shoot if you can't use a gun! Our purpose is to save people, and we must teach that bastard of the Renaissance Society a lesson! â
Hu Zhiyong will not be merciful to the Fuxing Society, but he can't get out of the movement in Beiping because of the big movement.
"Yes!"
When Li Shicheng heard that Hu Zhiyong's uncle had appeared, he was surprised and said: "I have admired him since I was a child, and when I come back from school to visit him." He disappeared for no apparent reason. â
Hu Zhiyong said with a smile: "He is training Yongxiang's group of boys, I will take you to meet him when I have the opportunity!" â
"Three Shao, your Hu family boxing, Hu family knife, and Hu family light skills are the three uniques, and your grandmother's short fights and short knife kung fu are quite powerful. Miss Feng's martial arts came from your grandmother's transmission, who taught you your light skills? In his spare time, Li Shicheng began to tell the story of the predecessors of the Hu family.
"It's strange, I've lived stupidly for seventeen years, and I don't remember who taught me light body kung fu. Sister Feng, do you know? Hu Zhiyong smiled embarrassedly and asked to the fire phoenix.
"Yes, sir. Before you were ten years old, there would be two hours of practice every morning, but unfortunately I didn't see his old man's martial arts! â
Hu Zhiyong deliberately frowned: "My son is so visionless, how good it would be for my good wife to learn too!" â
"Hahahaha!" The warriors burst into a long laugh, and Huo Feng lowered his head with a red face: "At that time, I followed my grandmother to learn martial arts, and I was only six years old!" â
The Hu family's light work is called Shenxing Feizhong, and the legend is that Hu Yidao, the four bodyguards of King Li Chuang of the Qing Dynasty, is greatly implicated. Hu Zhiyong was surprised: "He is an anti-Qing righteous man, and my ancestors are die-hard loyalists of the Qing Dynasty, how can this be linked?" â
Li Shicheng smiled: "Hu Yidao is a branch of the Hu family, and your family is the authentic family heirloom Golden Buddha sect master of the Hu family." The Golden Buddha represents the glory of the Manchus, and it is also the command of the Hu family to the Manchus. â
"It?" Hu Zhiyong took off the golden Buddha around his neck: "It's more useful than the Blood Wolf Token?" â
"Three Shao, in the heyday of the Qing Dynasty, it could call on the children of the Eight Banners, and it could also command the emperor. With the decline of the Qing Dynasty, these things gradually lost their majesty. But you can't underestimate it, he is still influential among the people! Li Shicheng told everything he knew, and solemnly returned the Golden Buddha to Hu Zhiyong.
Along the way, the Japanese warships kept checking and quickly released them after seeing that it was Zhuanghe who boarded the boat. Arriving in Leting County late at night, the blood wolf team went ashore from here and began to rush towards Beiping.
"How far is it?" Walking quickly, Hu Zhiyong asked Li Shicheng, who was familiar with geography.
"More than 200 kilometers!" Li Shicheng has a lot of energy and walks quickly. Hu Zhiyong said with admiration: "Uncle Li, I'll test your foot strength with you!" â
Li Shicheng smiled slightly and didn't answer, and ran forward with all his strength. Hu Zhiyong hurriedly used his divine flying vertical and followed closely behind. The little soldiers behind gritted their teeth, secretly crying bitter in their hearts.
Luannan is a demilitarized zone, and Hu Zhiyong and his entourage did not encounter any armed forces for interrogation. It was dawn, and they had breakfast in Qianying Town.
The Kailuan Coal Mine in Qianying Town was built in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, and the coal mine controlled by the British had a very rich history, that is, the later President of Country M, Hoover. Hu Zhiyong was reluctant to continue walking, and looked at the passing cars.
Walking two or three miles to the northwest, Huang found two coal trucks driving over on the outskirts of Huang.
"Up!" As soon as Hu Zhiyong waved his hand, the soldiers on both sides of the road quickly pounced, and the military spur was quickly put on the driver's neck.
"Brother, we don't kill people, we don't seek money. Requisition your car now and send us to Peking! Seeing that it was a Chinese, Hu Zhiyong smiled and explained to them.
"Sir, it's nothing we'll send you to, just not that much gas." Seeing that the young man was very talkative, the two drivers finally had the courage to speak.
"Let's go, I'll cheer you up when you get ahead, these hundred oceans are your frightening expenses." Hu Zhiyong personally sat in the driver's seat and ordered the soldiers to start pedaling.
With a car, dozens of miles of road in the blink of an eye to the outskirts of Beiping. After sending off the two drivers, Hu Zhiyong took the group to wash it up, and swaggered towards the east gate of Beiping.
"Stop, what are you doing?" The sentinels of the city saw that these people were strangely dressed and the pistols at their waists were extra conspicuous, and they stared cautiously and dared to ask.
"The reconnaissance detachment has been ordered to reconnoiter in enemy-occupied areas!" Hu Zhiyong walked over angrily: "Get out, Lao Tzu has suffered a lot outside, and there is nowhere to vent his anger!" â
Where did the soldiers defending the city dare to stop him, hurriedly took a step back, and scolded after seeing the group walking away: "Grandma, do you have the fire to do Lao Tzu's hanging?" â
Entering Dongcheng District, Li Shicheng smiled and said, "Young master, aren't you afraid that they will ask for documents?" â
"When you go out to reconnoiter in enemy-occupied areas, which one will carry your own documents? These people have always bullied the weak and feared the hard, and they won't ask at all when they see us with guns. Hu Zhiyong spoke, sighed and said: "As a soldier, these people are not qualified. It's okay for the national army to fight a civil war, but it's okay to do it with little devils, hum! â
At the entrance of Chang'an Street, Hu Zhiyong found the old nest of the Fuxing Society, an independent inn. I sat down in a nearby restaurant, and four tables of wine were served. Hu Zhiyong, who was facing the window, carefully stared at the door of the inn opposite, observing the people entering and exiting the door.
"Three less, dozens of rooms on two floors, if it doesn't work, I'll go up and take a look?" As soon as Li Shicheng's words landed, Hu Zhiyong laughed softly.
"Uncle Li, this group of people are all fucking rice buckets, and there won't be more than fifteen people in the building now. I'll take Sister Feng over first, and you quickly control the first layer, and then pounce on the second layer. Remember, my big brother is in the basement, be sure to keep an eye on his safety! â
"You're going?" Li Shicheng was shocked: "I'd better go, I can't let you take risks!" â
"Uncle Li, I'll go find Hu Zhiqiang, I believe they won't be difficult for me." Hu Zhiyong said his clever plan, and Li Shicheng nodded: "Okay!" When you get in the door, I'll take someone in and take out the first layer of personnel! â
Huofeng changed into a flaming red skirt, and Hu Zhiyong handed over the pistol to Li Shicheng for safekeeping without changing his clothes. The two of them went downstairs holding hands, attracting everyone's attention.
"Sister Feng, they must all be scolding me in their hearts, saying that I have Yanfu and that you are a flower inserted in cow dung!" Hu Zhiyong looked at the eyes around him and said to Huofeng with a low smile.
"Poof!" Huofeng was amused, and the flower branch covered her stomach tremblingly: "It means that your fate is good, and your fate is peach blossom!" â
"Hey, really! The four of you are all big beauties, and the good cabbage has been ruined by my stupid pig! When Hu Zhiyong was laughing, he was already close to the door of the hostel.
"Go away, this is not where you came from!" A man of about forty years old walked out of the door, his eyes greedily staring at the chest of the fire phoenix.
"Hu Zhiqiang, my little brother finally came to Beiping, why don't you come out to see me?" Hu Zhiyong stood still, raised his head and shouted loudly.
"Little brother? Are you Brother Hu's brother? The man panicked and hurriedly asked.
"Cut, he's the second, how dare he call him a big brother? Tell him that Hu Zhiyong is here, and if he doesn't want to see me, I'll leave now! Hu Zhiyong's domineering appearance made Huofeng cover his mouth and snicker. The three young men of the Hu family are really amazing, and they look like they don't care everywhere they go.
"Third brother!" Peeking out of the window, he saw Hu Zhiyong hurriedly shouting.
"Damn, you come to my place to eat and drink and wait, and you won't be allowed to enter the door!" Hu Zhiyong raised his head in dissatisfaction and vented his complaints.
"They don't know you." Hu Zhiqiang hurriedly defended and asked the people downstairs to let him go quickly and send Hu Zhiyong upstairs.
When I entered the door, I saw six people playing dice. Hu Zhiyong smiled: "You are opening a hotel, so who dares to come in and stay in the hotel?" â
"Little brother, we're not open." The man accompanied him carefully, and said to Hu Zhiyong flatteringly: "Your second brother and second sister-in-law live upstairs, and the people living on the lower floor are my subordinates. â
"The two of them only occupy one floor? How about going to bed at night and getting ready to roll on the spot? Hu Zhiyong's happy words made everyone in the building look at him with laughter.
"This-" Dahan didn't dare to say this, because Hu Zhiqiang's wife was the daughter of an important member of the national military government, and he didn't dare to say this kind of joke.
"Who's speaking ill of me?" A woman's voice was heard, followed by a fat woman in her early twenties on the stairs. Hu Zhiyong shuddered suddenly, shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head: "Second sister-in-law, I can't imagine that you are so rich, no wonder my second brother is so thin." â
"Hehe, are you the third child of the Hu family? The God of Wealth comes to the door, please, please! "Although Hu Zhiqiang's wife is average-looking, she is also a scholar. She knew that it was her husband's little brother, and she greeted her without being rude, and walked upstairs.
"Second sister-in-law, this is your brother and sister, the first time they meet, you have to ask for a meeting gift, right?" Hu Zhiyong acted like a scoundrel, and asked for a gift from his sister-in-law who met for the first time.
"You're a big businessman, and you won't be able to look at anything I have here." The fat woman sneered, liking the talkative little brother.
"Actually, I've long been optimistic about the gift, I'm afraid you won't give it to me!" Hu Zhiyong walked into the living room on the second floor, stared at his second brother Hu Zhiqiang and said.
"Really?" The fat woman smiled even more happily: "As long as there is something in this building, I will give you whatever you want!" â
"A word?" Hu Zhiyong hurriedly asked.
"It's a deal!" The fat woman replied in the affirmative.
"I want big brother, please let him out to see me!" Hu Zhiyong's tone changed, stared at Hu Zhiqiang and said, "The purpose of my coming has been said, how is the second brother going to give me an explanation?" â
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