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"Xiaohou, are you really in such a hurry to leave and not stay in Laojie for a few days?"

Peng Jiafu walked to the sofa opposite Hou Zhengdong and sat down, "You said last time that you are here for the first time in Laojie, so you don't want to play here for a few days, if you are bored, let Mingjiao take you to the casino to play a few games." ”

His voice paused, and a smile slowly appeared on his face, "Moreover, Jun Shao may have to come to be resolute, don't you want to have a good chat with him again?" ”

"Don't stay, don't stay, I don't worry about domestic business."

Hou Zhengdong smiled and took a puff of cigarette, "It's been a week since I came out, and it's time to go back, otherwise I don't know what kind of mess those little monkeys will make." ”

"As for Jun Shao, if he is bold, please trouble Chairman Peng to tell him, and I will seriously consider his proposal. However, he must be prepared that the price of my person is not low. ”

Peng Jiafu was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Okay, Chairman Peng, those foreign devil reporters are still waiting to interview you, so I won't bother you." Hou Zhengdong snuffed out the cigarette on his finger and stood up, "Also, Chairman Peng, these reporters should have been specially invited to smear Kokang, and when they finish the interview, remember to seal a red envelope for them, after all, people have come all the way to Kokang, and they can't go back empty-handed." ”

His voice paused, and he sighed, "The battlefield of this propaganda war is different from other battlefields. ”

"Xiaohou, thank you."

The smile on Peng Jiafu's face narrowed, and he stood up suddenly, "I thank you on behalf of the 150,000 people of Kokang, although I don't know what Kokang will become in the future, but I can swear to God, as long as I am in Kokang, I will definitely build him into a foothold for our Han people!" ”

"Chairman Peng, don't thank me, you are also a branch of the Han nationality, we are all descendants of the Han nationality of the same origin, it is also a good thing that you can have a place to settle down, and it is also my honor for me to be able to contribute a little bit of strength."

Hou Zhengdong quickly stood up and bowed slightly to Peng Jiafu, "I believe that the Kokang people will be able to open up a new world with leadership like Chairman Peng." ”

Out of Peng Jiafu's office, Hou Zhengdong saw Ming Chunqiu standing in the courtyard smoking with his hands behind his back, wearing an old summer camouflage training uniform, and pulling a pair of flip-flops under his feet.

Of course, Hou Zhengdong will not underestimate Ming Chunqiu because of this, the lesson of the big American is in front of him, but he saw with his own eyes that after Ming Chunqiu's right middle finger slashed, the American's calf burst out with a bloody arrow, obviously, Ming Chunqiu's fingers were as sharp as a sharp knife.

"Uncle Ming, let's go, I'll go back to China tomorrow, and we must have a drink today."

Hou Zhengdong walked over with a smile, "I won't tell you, I still have some cultivation questions to ask you." ”

"Then you may be disappointed, I haven't devoted myself to cultivation all these years, and I am entangled in mundane things." Ming Chunqiu shook his head with a wry smile, pulled his legs and walked out, "Let's go, as soon as you say that, the wine worms in my stomach will come out." ”

The place selected in the spring and autumn of the next year is a restaurant that is applauded again, and the grade should not be high, but the business is surprisingly good, the lobby on the first floor is already full of people, and the ears are full of familiar words, Hou Zhengdong has a feeling of being in the country.

In a private room on the east end of the second floor, Hou Zhengdong chatted with Ming Chunqiu.

In this case, Ming Chunqiu can actually get a private room, obviously, Ming Chunqiu has a very good relationship with the owner of this restaurant.

"Uncle Ming, I didn't expect to meet a cultivator thousands of miles away, it's really fate."

Hou Zhengdong took a moment and lifted his wine glass, "Come, a toast to our encounter." ”

Ming Chunqiu smiled and nodded, lifted the wine glass and touched it with Hou Zhengdong, raised his neck and drank it all, and then took the cup, "It's been more than ten years, and I've been here for twelve years and three months." ”

"Uncle Ming, you are also Chinese?"

Hou Zhengdong was stunned when he heard this, this Kokang people are all branches of the Han people, but they moved into the Kokang area during the Ming Dynasty, and Kokang does have many leaders who stayed here when the Kuomintang was defeated and retreated to the mainland, but he didn't expect that the Spring and Autumn of the Ming Dynasty would also come from China.

"Yes, I am also Chinese, and I only came from China more than ten years ago."

Ming Chunqiu picked up the chopsticks, took the chopsticks back to the pot, stuffed the meat into his mouth and chewed it, and then said the reason why he came to Kokang.

It turned out that Ming Chunqiu was a native of Sichuan, and he grew up in a Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain since he was a child, followed his master to learn Taoism, traveled down the mountain from time to time, and also participated in several Taoist conferences with his master.

As he grew older, Ming Chunqiu's cultivation became higher and higher, however, because he was obsessed with cultivating the exercises, he abandoned his cultivation Dao heart, and his temper became more and more irritable.

Once, Ming Chunqiu followed his master to Longhu Mountain to discuss the Tao, after the end of the discussion, his master wanted to go north to Changbai Mountain with his Taoist friends, he had to go back to Qingcheng Mountain alone, and met a few hooligans molesting a girl when he was at the train station, and Ming Chunqiu was angry and helped out.

Unexpectedly, Ming Chunqiu did not control his strength, and accidentally killed one on the spot, seriously injured three, and the remaining hooligans were injured by him one by one.

When Ming Chunqiu came to his senses, he was immediately dumbfounded, at that time, the whole country was very strict about cracking down on crime, especially this kind of murder case, although Ming Chunqiu was for the purpose of helping that girl, but he shot too hard, killing one and seriously injuring three.

This can be a big case in Sichuan Province at that time, although the Ming Spring and Autumn Kung Fu is powerful, but how can it not be as fast as the bullet, in the country to hide in Tibet for a few years, and later in southern Yunnan when I heard that the Golden Triangle was recruiting officers, with a lot of kung fu followed a group of people to the Golden Triangle to break through.

Then, for so many years.

"Uncle Ming, I didn't expect you to be a disciple of the Quanzhen Dao, no wonder your kung fu is so powerful."

Hou Zhengdong was taken aback, he really didn't expect that Ming Chunqiu was still a person with a story, he had heard the master talk about the Quanzhen Dao, the Quanzhen Dao is a branch of the Taoist school, it advocates that the cultivator should become a monk and join the teacher, eat and live in the Taoist temple, and if he is a Taoist priest, he will not marry a wife and have children, and he can't eat meat, their practice is very domineering, and it is a little less soft.

If the master of the Quanzhen Dao can comprehend the way of femininity, then he can truly become a master of going home, and when Ming Chunqiu just started, Hou Zhengdong obviously felt that there was a vague taste of rigidity and softness in his movements.

"By the way, Uncle Ming, what is the Taoist Triple Gate you told me this morning?"