709 Journey to the West
"Corkrian, how sure are you of the information you have on hand?"
The day after Wang Xiaohu and Cokrian returned to Hong Kong, they received a message from the United States, Wang Xiaohu didn't think so at first, but after reading the message, he frowned and immediately pulled Cocrean to his study for a secret conversation. [No pop-up novel network]
"100 percent sure, God, this guy named Quint still owes me $300,000 and was the personal physician of many of the mafia leaders ten years ago." Corkrian said in a very certain tone.
Wang Xiaohu shook his head, and he said: "Man, I didn't ask about these, I only asked you. Do you know Bobby's deal? ”
"I don't know!" "But I can get someone to check it out as soon as I can," Cokrian said. ”
"Well, if this thing has to do with Hugh. Bobby, I promise you'll be fine. Wang Xiaohu said with a wry smile.
Corkrian, however, was not so convinced, he was now frightened by the assassins, and he was determined not to joke with his life.
Corklian went to the living room to call the American side, and Wang Xiaohu was the only one left in the study, and he was in turmoil at this time.
Brother Xiaolong's sudden death has become Wang Xiaohu's biggest regret in his life, he worked hard and hard in exchange for empty joy, in exchange for no one will be happy, if it weren't for Huang Chunliang's repeated begging for himself, he would really be able to do all his family property to investigate thoroughly.
But the news he received from Corkery suddenly awakened a thought that had been dormant in his heart for almost ten years. Everything and Hugh. Bobby is related, to be precise, it is related to Bruce Lee.
"Could it be that Master Huang has started to avenge Brother Xiaolong?" Thinking of this, Wang Xiaohu suddenly grabbed the phone in the study, and quickly put down the microphone again, because he remembered that although the phone was nominally on the security route, it was difficult to guarantee that it would be eavesdropped by the mainland, and there were some things he didn't want to be known by the mainland.
So he walked out of the living room downstairs, saw that Corklian had finished the phone call and was playing with his son, and walked over with a smile and said, "Corvo, take your ass off the couch, I need to call a friend." ”
"Alright, John, let's visit your father's practice room." Corklian said to Wang Jiaen boringly, the little guy was very proud, and ran to the second floor quickly with his calves.
I don't know what kind of confused soup the gambling king poured into his son, in short, now one big and one small are beaten together, which is very lively.
After sitting on the sofa and pondering for more than a minute, Wang Xiaohu picked up the phone and called Wong Chun-leung, who was far away in Seattle to promote Wing Chun.
Since Ip Man's death, Wong Chun-leung, Leung Ting and other Wing Chun warriors began to promote Wing Chun abroad, and their funds to open martial arts gyms in Europe and the United States and other countries were funded by Wang Xiaohu.
After the phone was connected, Huang Chunliang's familiar voice came: "Hey, this is the Wing Chun Guoshu Museum." ”
"Uncle Huang, I'm Xiaohu."
"Ha, it turned out to be you kid, I watched "Mulan", it's very exciting, speaking of which, I have to teach you a lesson, I didn't come to Seattle to see us after staying in the United States for two months, Guohao and Xiangning are arguing about you." Huang Chunliang scolded with a smile.
Wang Xiaohu's face turned red when he heard this, and he said with a wry smile: "Things are too busy to take a break." ”
"I know you're busy right now, and those were all joking." Huang Chunliang didn't take it to heart, and said on the phone with a smile: "Why did you remember to call me today?" ”
"That's the case, I once asked Master Huang to pay attention to a person named Kato Tian Tsuyoshi, I don't know if there is any news of him now?"
After Wang Xiaohu passed the "100 Kumite" in the karate world, the number of students in the Wing Chun Guoshu Hall has increased, and there is a tendency to surpass the influence of karate in the United States. Therefore, Wang Xiaohu feels that if Kato Tiangang wants to revive the prestige of karate, the first to attack must be the Wing Chun Guoshu Museums around the world.
He contacted Huang Chunliang and others a year ago, asking them to be cautious, and at the same time, he contacted him as soon as there was news about Tsuyoshi Katoda.
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and half a minute later, Wong Chun Leung took a deep breath and said: "No, not only in the United States, but even the brothers and sisters who promote Wing Chun in other countries have not found any trace of this person, do you want to challenge him to save face?" ”
"Hehe, it's a little bit of this thought, you also know that we are all martial arts idiots, it is very rare to meet a master who is better than yourself, there is such a good opportunity to improve your comprehensive strength, how can you do it without worrying." Wang Xiaohu touched his nose and said.
"Hey, this person is like evaporating from the world, anyway, we don't have any news of him here." Huang Chunliang sighed, and then comforted: "Xiaohu, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, Xiaolong was knocked over by the yellow boy back then, and after Xiaolong learned to succeed, didn't he also look for the yellow boy in Hong Kong without results, so this kind of coincidence is too big, and it is more difficult than winning the [***] lottery." ”
"That's just as well." Wang Xiaohu agreed, and suddenly asked, "Uncle Huang, have you investigated the cause of Brother Xiaolong's death back then?" ”
"Nope!" Huang Chunliang almost without thinking, and replied fluently on the phone: "It's not that you don't know, half of the clues were found back then, and after so many years, everyone can't find the slightest valuable thing, and over time they will lose their patience, hey." ”
This answer made Wang Xiaohu dumbfounded, he had long suspected that Huang Chunliang was deliberately comforting himself back then, what better than time in this world to stitch up all scars?
"Xiaohu, why did you suddenly ask about this matter today, do you have any clues?" Huang Chunliang asked next.
Wang Xiaohu immediately told Huang Chunliang about the assassination of several mafia leaders, and then also expressed his doubts: "Uncle Huang, I always feel that someone is behind the scenes to avenge Brother Xiaolong, the more this is the case, the more I suspect that the cause of Brother Xiaolong's death back then was not as simple as it seems." ”
"Oh, Xiaohu, you're too careful, maybe it's the enemy of the mafia who comes to take revenge."
"Hehe, maybe I'm too careful, okay, Uncle Huang, we'll talk about it here today, turn around and call Linda's family to Hong Kong, and in three months it will be Master's taboo."
hung up the phone, and the doubts in Wang Xiaohu's heart became even greater.
Unbeknownst to him, Huang Chunliang, who was far away in Seattle, was already sweating at this time, he let out a long breath after hanging up the phone, and immediately dialed a number: "Xiaolong, something is wrong, Xiaohu is starting to suspect now." ”
After a long time, Bruce Lee's wry voice came from the other side of the phone: "I missed the gambling king Corkerian, hey, maybe it's time to meet Xiaohu." ”
"Hmph, if he knows that you are still alive, he will definitely be angry at your teasing, you better be mentally prepared." Huang Chunliang gloated and said: "Don't say I won't tell you, today he asked Kato Tian Gang about it, it seems that he wants to be ashamed." ”
"Unless he cultivates the killer instinct to the extreme, he will still be tortured and killed. Okay, now that the matter is over, I'll take the time to go to Seattle and check if Brandon has been lazy in the past six months. ”
In Hong Kong, Wang Xiaohu had just returned to the study, ready to sort out these clueless things and see if there were any clues that could be used, when the phone suddenly rang, no need to ask, this call must be from the mainland.
"Lao Wang, there is something to trouble you." Zhao Gang's loud voice came after a few months, and this thing never knew what politeness meant, and the calls were straightforward.
"Let's say, if we are urging the main creators of "Mulan" to participate in the Mulan Cultural Festival, needless to say, we will participate on time." Wang Xiaohu said with a smile.
The global release of "Mulan" has a huge impact, if it is a genuine dollar abroad, then what is gained in China is word-of-mouth.
Under a series of big moves, the mainland finally knew that there is no faster way to promote traditional Chinese culture than movies, "Mulan Ci" has been sung in China for more than a thousand years, and various Mulan movies and opera programs have also been renovated dozens of times, even the influence of Chang Xiangyu's Henan Opera is only in China.
Concorde International put the legend of Mulan on the international stage this time, not only won the award, but also promoted Mulan culture to the world, and its box office itself has proved the huge influence of film communication.
Therefore, while the iron is hot in China, the first Mulan Cultural Festival was launched in Mulan's hometown, and Wang Xiaohu, Lin Qingxia, and Yuan Heping were all invited to participate.
"Not this thing." Zhao Gang said: "The Ministry of Culture wants to shoot a TV series with the cultural style of "Mulan", but I am not sure about the martial arts action design and special effects, and the director is also a woman, so"
"So ask me for help, right?" Wang Xiaohu smiled: "Okay, what's the name of the TV series you want to film?" ”
"One of the four famous novels, Wu Chengen's "Journey to the West".
"Huh? "Journey to the West"! Wang Xiaohu was stunned, and said in his heart No, the mainland is preparing to shoot "Journey to the West" so early?
In my previous life, I only knew that "Journey to the West" had been filmed for a long time, and it may be regarded as the longest filming time among domestic TV dramas, so that several Tang Seng and Zhu Bajie were replaced, as for why it was filmed for so long, it may really be the same as what Zhao Gang said on the phone: the crew is weak.
It is undeniable that in that era, "Journey to the West" could still be filmed so classicly, both the director and the actors made great contributions, and Wang Xiaohu admired it very much. So after learning that Zhao Gang asked for help to shoot "Journey to the West", Wang Xiaohu happily agreed.
"Okay, whether it's martial arts instruction, shooting machines, or special effects support, we will strongly support Concordia International."
"Hey! Or Lao Wang, you are happy! Zhao Gang said happily on the phone.
(To be continued)