"Hello, anyone?"

Yang Yue pushed open the door of a Chinese restaurant in a black neighborhood, and it was empty. This point should not be the time when business is booming, so it is empty, there is no one, except for the exhaust fan blowing, everything else is quiet and abnormal.

However, with Yang Yue's call, a man wearing a vest looked like a boss slowly walked out of the back room, he looked Wang Jian and Yang Yue up and down, hummed, and asked in Cantonese: "Be a beggar." ”

When Wang Jian was pondering what he was saying, Yang Yue actually said in a very familiar Cantonese dialect: "I am the donkey of the jacket king." ”

The boss was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Jacket Wang Lak?" ”

Wang Jian coughed: "Although I am also from the south, I instinctively feel that my hometown dialect and Cantonese are two different languages...... So please take care of people in other language families. ”

Yang Yue smiled and stretched out her hand to the bar: "Uncle Chen, I want a soy sauce rice and a barbecued pork rice." ”

"Sure enough, it's the daughter of the jacket king, and she knows what I'm good at." Uncle Chen said in stumbling Mandarin: "I'm going to cook for you first." ”

He didn't say anything, and after Yang Yue ordered food, he went into the kitchen and began to heat the pan and boil the oil. And Yang Yue smiled and said to Wang Jian: "This Uncle Chen used to be the chef in my father's restaurant, he can't do any dishes, but the three rice soy sauce rice, barbecued pork rice and soy sauce rice are even the things that several local bigwigs must come to eat every day, these bigwigs have conflicts with each other, but they never make trouble when they eat here." And this small restaurant is known as the Peace Hotel, although in this black community with a very high crime rate, this small restaurant is never charged protection money or anything. Because it is so cheap, the poor people who don't have money will eat here, and the price of food here has not changed for 30 years. ”

"How do you know?" Wang Jian blinked: "No wonder it's a dilapidated mess here." It turns out that there are years. ”

"Yes, it is said that because of the Chinese who are smuggled here, many small groups of Chinese around take this as their home, so don't look at Uncle Chen here alone, his energy is not small."

After a while, Chen Bo slowly walked out of it, holding two hot rice, which seemed simple, but this simple fragrance made Wang Jian's appetite great, especially the barbecued pork rice, with two large pieces of fat and thin pork belly on top. The meat is also covered with chives and a brown sticky sauce, which has a rather tempting shimmer.

"Uncle Chen, I didn't expect you to be here after so many years." Yang Yue scooped up a spoonful of soy sauce rice with a spoon and chewed it carefully in her mouth, then let out a satisfied sigh: "There are two kinds of soy sauce, one is marinated beef." One is used for pickling garlic, which has a beef flavor and garlic fragrance in the mouth. It's been a long time since I've eaten such delicious rice. ”

And Chen Bo looked at Wang Jian and Yang Yue with a smile: "You two are the cubs and daughters of the jacket king, right?" ”

said. Chen Bo pointed at Yang Yue: "You are like Dad, he is like Mom." ”

"No, it's not ......" Wang Jian looked at Yang Yue, and then waved his hand again and again: "I'm just here to accompany her to investigate." ”

"Strange thing...... Strange...... It's like, it's like. Uncle Chen sighed and stood up: "I'll go get soup for you." ”

When he was taking the soup, Yang Yue reached out and played with Wang Jian's face: "Is it like it?" Why don't I think you're like my mom. My mother's standard oriental beauty goose egg face, how can your melon seed face be like it. ”

"It's strange that I want to look like it." Wang Jian tilted his head and dodged Yang Yue's hand: "This meal is really delicious, ask him how to make it." In the future, when you are too lazy to cook, you will also do this. ”

"Secret recipe, I have to ask Uncle Chen if he promised to give it to you."

Soon, two bowls of hot soup that looked like a clear soup but had a strong aroma mixed with lard and shallots were placed on the table. This taste reminded Wang Jian of going to the town with his father to catch the market when he was a child, and the bowl of chaos that his father bought for him, the soup in it was also so simple, but it made people refreshing from top to bottom.

"Uncle Chen, my old bean actually passed away twenty years ago." Yang Yue smiled a little far-fetched: "This time I came to ask you if you have any clues, he came here from Malaysia, and then went home from here." But he died not long after returning home. ”

"Hey...... The Jacket King is a good man. ”

"Why the Jacket King?" Wang Jian blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "This name sounds weird." ”

Because his English name is in English. Over time, under the influence of the accent, he became the king of jackets. And he always likes to wear a leather jacket and ride my mom on a motorcycle. Yang Yue smiled and said, "This is what I know from their old friend's mouth, saying that my mother was chased by him like this." ”

"It's really romantic...... Wang Jian ate the rice in two bites, and then ate a large piece of barbecued pork in one bite, and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "It's delicious!" ”

After he was full of food and drink, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Chen, and then lit it for himself, Wang Jian asked: "Let's not rush first, let me know what kind of person he is and who he usually intersects with." ”

"Okay." Chen Bo took a hard puff of cigarette, exhaled a circle under his eyes, and gradually dissipated in the air, slowly pulling his thoughts back to more than twenty years ago:

"I was twenty-five and the jacket king was thirty. I had just come here as a smuggler, and I met him at the street corner in front of me, and I tried to steal his wallet, but he caught him. I thought he was going to take me to the police station, but I thought I was done, but then I didn't expect that instead of beating me or calling the police, he invited me to dinner and asked me why I was so down, and I sued him. Later, there was this shop. ”

"In the two years he has been here, he has not made money at all, and this place is like a good hall." As he spoke, Uncle Chen stood up and pointed to an empty seat in the corner: "Here, there is a medicine cabinet, and he will always help the smugglers here to treat their injuries for free." ”

Yang Yue blinked her eyes: "My dad is Xu Xian...... So no one is here to make trouble? ”

"Yes! But the jacket king is so strong! If you fight too much, if you fight too much, those people will not come again. And he will also treat the people in those communities, and after a long time, where there are still people who will come to find trouble, they will also beg Taga. He was going to leave later. Saying that he was going home, he left me a lot of gold bars, and asked me to guarantee that the restaurant would always be open and that the price would never go up. On the day he left, hundreds of people saw off their two in-laws. ”

Wang Jian looked at Yang Yue for a while, then frowned and said, "This style is right, but why did they leave suddenly." ”

Uncle Chen looked left and right, stepped forward and whispered, "Run!" ”

"Escape !!" Yang Yue was startled, and out of professional sensitivity, she immediately found the crux of the problem: "Why did you run away?" Who let him escape? ”

Chen Bo shook his head, clenched his hands into fists, and spread them to the sides. Signaling that he didn't know either.

"But ......" But then Uncle Chen broke the silence first, and said with a stern expression: "The jacket king left me something, saying that it is not safe to put it on him, you wait." ”

With that, he slowly walked into the attic. Then there was a rummaging sound, and he stepped down from above. Holding a cardboard box in his hand.

"It's his stuff."

Wang Jian took out the contents of the box one by one. Some of them are wooden figures used in the study of acupuncture points, and some are hand-drawn sketches, and the handwriting on them is no longer clear, but you can still see the regular and powerful brushwork. What really attracted Wang Jian was something wrapped in oiled paper, and he carefully took it out. And when he was really in Kaifeng, Wang Jian's whole heart was in his throat. Because this is the book, or rather...... Not a book at all, but a note-taking codex.

"What's what?" Yang Yue leaned her head over to see what was going on, but after watching it for a long time, she couldn't understand what was on it: "What is this?" ”

Wang Jian frowned and flipped through a few pages. And then suddenly the chrysanthemum tightened...... This is clearly the experience of strengthening the potential of the human body, and it is not drugs and hormones that go here, but the operation of internal qi and blood. This is just a complement to the kind of external direct physical enhancement that Wang Jian is familiar with, and Wang Jian has been practicing in a similar way of luck since he was very young, so he can see the things in this codex at a glance.

"Hey, what is this, you're talking." Yang Yue pushed Wang Jian: "Is this a treasure map?" ”

Wang Jian shook his head, put down the book gently, and said with a smile: "In the eyes of those who know the trade, this is more precious than any treasure. ”

"So powerful? So what is this thing? ”

"Have you read a martial arts novel? If Shanova's transformation of the human body is external, then this is internal. It also improves physical strength and has no side effects. It's just that it takes a long, long time to practice, and you have to have understanding. Wang Jian explained to Yang Yue very briefly: "And if there is no accident, the internal family technique I practiced is the product of optimization according to your father's notebook." ”

Yang Yue's eyes widened: "It sounds like science fiction." ”

Wang Jian didn't answer her directly, just stared at Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, think about it carefully, who this jacket king was running from at the beginning." ”

"I really don't know, but I remember that one day not long before he left, he went out to a banquet, and when he came back, he was injured, very strict. At the time I thought he was dying, but the next day he was free, but then he decided he was leaving. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, they could not have been clearer. If Wang Jian is not mistaken, the departure of the jacket king is absolutely inseparable from his injury. And now as long as anyone hurts him, then the answer is almost imminent.

But...... Even if it can be found, it must not be a role to deal with, you must know that this jacket king himself is a member of Wang Jian's sect, and it belongs to the category of high-end force, carrying something of 400 catties in one hand, this is not a role that ordinary people can hurt.

So Wang Jian became extremely interested in this person who could hurt him, so he tapped his forehead with his finger, raised his head and asked Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, can you tell me who he had a better relationship with at that time?" ”

Chen Bo nodded, came to the door, pointed to a rather dilapidated building and said, "He has a good relationship with the landlord of this building, Old John, who is still alive, but ...... I advise you to be careful if you want to go in, old John is old, his son is a complete villain, and even the police are not willing to come and check this building. It was filled with drug dealers, prostitutes and murderers, and even the Peace Hotel signboard didn't work. ”

Wang Jian smiled slightly: "Uncle Chen." It's okay. I feel great to have this Peace Hotel. You have worked hard to pass down a rule for decades. ”

Uncle Chen smiled honestly: "This is my home, of course I have to do it well." ”

After speaking, Wang Jian wrote a check to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, you can take the money here." I hope that this Peace Hotel will continue to be passed on. ”

Chen Bo raised his head and stared at Wang Jian, then let out a long breath, took the check, and muttered to himself, "Like ...... It's like, it's so similar. ”

Wang Jian tilted his head: "Like what?" ”

"Look. It's like the jacket king, I really miss him. Uncle Chen wiped his tears with his slap: "I didn't expect him to leave, and he will never see him again." ”

Yang Yue whispered to him for a while, but Uncle Chen finally cheered up, and sent Wang Jian and Yang Yue to the bottom of the black apartment before being persuaded back by Wang Jian.

"U.S. imperialism has such a dirty place." Wang Jian looked around. There was garbage and graffiti everywhere, and empty wine cans and broken wine bottles were everywhere on the floor. If it weren't for the fact that there was English all around. Wang Jian really thought that he had come to which "artist" settlement in China......

Yang Yue looked up at the apartment that had been quite old, pouted and shook her head: "Any country will have its own scars, just be objective and rational." ”

And while they were talking, Uncle Hei, who was scurrying around in a hat and shorts in the cold wind, cast quite unfriendly glances at Wang Jian and Yang Yue from time to time.

"Let's go." Wang Jian smiled slightly: "What's the old man?" ”

"Old John." Yang Yue glanced at Wang Jian strangely: "It should be the owner of this apartment, he should also live on the top floor, so it is convenient to collect rent at any time." ”

"It seems that this old John is quite capable. How dare you live in such a place? ”

Yang Yue shrugged: "But anyone like this is a snake on the ground, if they don't have any ability, they will be in the wilderness the next morning." ”

Walking into the strange hallway, Wang Jian even unconsciously covered his mouth. Yang Yue is no exception. The hallway alone was filled with a foul stench of excrement, vomit and marijuana smoke, and the surrounding skinned women were walking back and forth in their panties, washing clothes or brushing their teeth when they had just gotten up.

"Most of these women are prostitutes, and they are the most exclusive prostitutes, and they will serve you once for just one burger." Yang Yue's hand subconsciously pressed on the handle of the gun on his waist: "It can be said that they are the source of the spread of AIDS, most of them are still resting at this time, and when night falls, it will be like hell here." ”

Wang Jian smiled and shook his head: "If I express my opinion, you will definitely say that I am pretending again, but the action of pressing your hand on the gun and your expression can easily cause aggression." ”

"It's better to be careful, this area is known as the New York Black Hole. Terrible place. Yang Yue pouted: "They will have an attack attempt on anyone of any other color, and once you fight back, it will evolve into **." ”

Wang Jian half-closed his eyes: "It doesn't matter. ”

When Wang Jian and Yang Yue walked to the third floor, several black-skinned children stood at the staircase and stared at Wang Jian, but after Wang Jian just smiled at them, these children dispersed with a bang, and then more than a dozen black men rushed out of a room, some of them were holding pokers in their hands, and some were tying their pants.

"Don't show intent to attack." Yang Yue frowned, and whispered to Wang Jian: "It's better to have more than one ......."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Jian had already walked up, picked up a big man weighing at least three hundred pounds with one hand, lifted his feet off the ground alive, and then gently put them aside, then nodded at them with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull away the people who were blocking the way, and walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, completely ignoring the surprised eyes of the people behind him.

"Your aura ......" Yang Yue followed from behind: "It's too strong, that smile just now, the murderous aura is almost spewing out......"

Wang Jian nodded: "Because I have really killed people in a very cruel way, and there is more than one." ”

"Tsk, I can't see it. Wang Dashao, who usually stammers in front of the girl, is actually a cold-blooded butcher. ”

"I don't mind being a butcher." Wang Jian turned his head and smiled at Yang Yue, and then pinched her face: "But I'm not cold-blooded at all. ”

Soon, they approached the ninth floor, where old John lived, and it was evident that the environment had improved slightly. But just when Wang Jian was about to praise this, a scream came from the room deep in the corridor, and then a crisp sound of slamming the door came, and then a Caucasian girl with a full body ** rushed out of it, her face swollen and her body was bruised in many places, and she was chasing behind a black man with a big **.

The girl ran all the way and knocked on the door to call for help, but although there were people around the room would open the door to take a look, none of them responded to her call for help, until she saw Wang Jian, who was not tall among the black people, and Yang Yue, who had pulled out a gun beside him, that her eyes showed something called hope.

"It's good, I can't do it if I don't want to be sideways today." Yang Yue narrowed her eyes and loaded the pistol with a click: "This guy's stick is really ugly." ”

Wang Jian raised his head and pressed Yang Yue's gun, then met the girl, and then reached out to copy it, his coat was already covered on the girl's body, and quickly protected her behind him, and then he punched the black strong man who was chasing after him and was full of swearing......

Yang Yue raised her voice and shouted excitedly: "One! ”