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Chapter 429 (2)

Oh, poor old thirteen, he has become like this, it's really pitiful!

In a blink of an eye, two and a half years have passed, and when I saw the thirteenth master who was known as the "desperate thirteen langs" again, Hongqing really had a lot of emotion in his heart, no side, just because the changes of the old thirteen were too big, and the thirteenth master who dared to fight back then is now only an empty shell, not only is the body already in shape, but there is not much spirit left, although there are inevitably traces of pretending, but weakness and weakness are indisputable facts.

"Uncle Thirteen, please!"

Hongqing's Qi cultivation kung fu has already been cultivated to the home, although he sighed in his heart, but his face was always smiling gently, without revealing the slightest discoloration, bent over, dragged a chair casually, lifted the hem of the robe, and sat opposite the thirteenth master, and then picked up the wine jar and knocked it, knocked out a big hole in the mud on it, tilted his hands, filled the two wine bowls in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed, steadily pushed one of them in front of the thirteenth master, and said with a smile.

"Hmmm......"

The old thirteen stared at Hongqing silently for a long time, and then he let out a sigh of relief, and didn't say much, picked up the wine bowl, looked up and drank wildly, Hongqing saw this, didn't say anything more, smiled, also picked up the wine bowl, and drank it in one go.

"Anyway, what's the matter with looking for the master?"

One bowl, then another bowl, the uncle and nephew silently drank three bowls in a row, a jar of wine has already seen the bottom, under the strength of the wine, the old thirteen's originally pale face has become ruddy, but seeing that he put the wine bowl in his hand heavily on a few pieces, his eyes were red and stared at Hongqing, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"Come again!"

Facing the tiger eyes of the old thirteen, Hongqing just smiled indifferently, reached out and took another jar of wine, patted open the sealing mud, poured it for himself and the old thirteen, and then waved his hand and issued an invitation again.

"Humph!"

The old thirteen and Hongqing have been dealing with each other for many years, and he doesn't believe that Hongqing is just here to drink by himself, but Hongqing doesn't say it, he doesn't bother to ask more, in his opinion, it seems that the master of the Three Treasures Hall who has nothing to do is at the end, and he will inevitably show the fox's tail uncontrollably, because of this, the old thirteen didn't ask any more, and after snorting coldly disdainfully, he grabbed the wine bowl and drank again.

"Uncle Thirteen still has such a good amount of alcohol, the little nephew will not be good, and it will be ugly if he drinks it again, so it's good to be here today, the little nephew will come back next time to have a drink with Uncle Thirteen, and say goodbye."

The uncle and nephew drank six or seven bowls of wine each, and used some dishes silently, and after being full of food and wine, Hongqing didn't plan to stay longer, so he put down his chopsticks, got up with a smile, bowed down, and planned to leave.

"Huh?"

Although the thirteenth didn't ask any more questions before, but in fact, he didn't guess Hongqing's intentions in his heart, and when he saw that Hongqing was actually leaving, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he looked at Hongqing suspiciously, and let out a light voice full of doubts from his nostrils.

"The thirteenth uncle stayed, and the little nephew retired."

Hongqing is naturally not without a purpose, but it is by no means as the old thirteen thinks, in fact, as long as you can drink with the old thirteen, Hongqing's purpose has been achieved, after all, this relationship is shallow, and it is impossible to say deeply, as for the rest, it is not too late to talk about it in the future.

"Hmm."

The thirteenth still didn't believe that Hongqing would leave like this, and didn't say anything to stay, just let out a noncommittal light cry from his nostrils.

"Huh."

Hongqing's intention to go has been decided, no matter what the old thirteen guessed there, he counted the courtesies, chuckled, and then turned around in a chic manner, Shi Shiran had already gone downstairs, and left on his own.

"Huh? This kid, what is the name of the house? ”

The old thirteen did not go to send Hongqing, but the old god sat still on the ground, thinking that Hongqing would definitely go and return, but he didn't expect to wait left and right, but he couldn't wait for Hongqing's turn, only then did he know that Hongqing was really gone, and he couldn't help but be a little confused, stretched out his hand and scratched his forehead, and muttered to himself suspiciously......

New Year, for the rich, is a grand festival, worthy of a good life to celebrate, but for the poor, but for the poor, it is an out-and-out ghost gate, Ashikaga Yuzo should have been one of the rich, but unfortunately bad luck, since the previous year before the Qing fleet appeared in Osaka, the Ashikaga family ran the cloth business deteriorated, to the beginning of last year, but had to declare bankruptcy, his father was angry, left a large family of old and young, hanged alone, and spent a lot of money on funerals, to this year, the family can sell, It's already sold out.,All that's left is an ancestral katana.,Ashikaga Yuzo, who has no livelihood, can only be cheeky to join the "Wangchun Society", and become a small minion, relying on blackmailing various small businesses to eat, this day, naturally live a very tight life, no, the New Year's Day, I don't dare to go anywhere, I can only drink the worst sake in my own home to relieve boredom.

"Friends three, is friends at home?"

There is a way to borrow wine to eliminate sorrow, sorrow is even more sorrowful, inferior sake is difficult to swallow, drink a few sips, Ashikaga Yuzo is already irritable and want to kill, just picked up the ancestral katana, was about to wave it, coldly heard someone outside calling the door, Dengshi was annoyed, and rushed to the door with a knife.

"It's noisy, who's going to mourn for the New Year."

As soon as Ashikaga Yuzo got angry, the ruffian suddenly became angry, and he opened the door, and he didn't even see who it was, and he was already chattering and scolding.

"Yaga!"

As soon as he heard Ashikaga Yuzo scolding so badly, the comer was immediately annoyed, and he didn't save any face for Ashikaga Yuzo, while scolding angrily, he unceremoniously whipped a big-eared scraper, and immediately smoked Ashikaga Yuzo howled miserably and rolled to the ground.

"Oops, it's Lord Zuobei, the little one didn't see you clearly, the little one ......"

Ashikaga Yuzo, who was dazed, saw clearly who the person was, and it turned out to be his top boss, Vice President Saburo Saburo, who panicked, how dare he put on a very ruffian posture, and hurriedly got up, nodded and apologized.

"Baga, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, follow me, there is a task!"

Saburo Saburo waved his hand impatiently, interrupted Ashikaga Yuzo's apology, scolded angrily, turned his head and went outside.

"Oh, Hay."

Ashikaga Yuzo was just a small minion, and he didn't dare to ask Saburo Zuobei what the task was, so he could only answer obediently, and honestly followed Zuobei Saburo through the streets and alleys, and came to a large mansion.

"You, follow me!"

When Ashikaga Yusan saw that his companions were there, the apprehension in his heart immediately became a little less, and he just wanted to get into his companions, but before he could move, Sabui Saburo Zuobei had already turned his head, his eyes widened, and he unceremoniously drank his throat.

"Ahhh

Although Ashikaga Yuzo was reluctant, how dare he disobey the orders of his boss, so he could only answer the promise one after another, and honestly followed Saburo Saburo into the depths of the house.

"Report to the president, someone has been brought, please instruct."

Walking all the way to the backyard, before Ashikaga Yuzo could figure out what was going on, he saw Sabei Saburo walking quickly to a bald man sitting cross-legged on a futon, and bowed respectfully and asked for a word.

"Well, call him over!"

The bald man nodded solemnly, and waved his hand without much expression.

"Hay."

Saburo Saburo respectfully agreed, turned around and beckoned, and called Ashikaga Yuzo over.

"Society, President, Small, Small ......"

"Wangchun Society" was established only four years, but in such a short period of four years, the development is extremely fast, more than four expeditions, defeated nearly half of the underworld organizations in Osaka City, and jumped to the first club in Osaka in one fell swoop, relying on the courage of this mysterious president Fujita Toshiyuki - no one knows where the president came from, only know his Kyoto accent, but he claims to be from Hokkaido, a few years ago, a group of members can still see the president from time to time to fight heroically, but with the growth of the "Wangchun Society", The president himself rarely shows up again, and Ashikaga Yuzo has been in the company for more than half a year, and this is the first time I have seen the president himself, and I can't help but panic, and I can't help but be very nervous.

"Well, Yo Xi, I heard that you have an ancestral fire and thunder making technique, but it's true, huh?"

Toshi Fujita stared at Ashikaga Yuzo grimly, until he lowered his head in a panic, and then opened his mouth quietly.

"Ah, the little one, the little one understands a little bit."

Ashikaga Yuzo didn't understand why Fujita Jun asked such a question, his eyes rolled a few times in a panic, and he responded vaguely.

"Okay, give you half a day, make hundreds of fire thunders, you pick the hand, what do you want, just ask, you have to do it before tonight, is there a problem, huh?"

Fujita nodded, and gave the order in an unquestioning tone.

"Ah, this, this ......, Lord, this fire and thunder is a controlled thing, if it is, if it is ......"

As soon as he heard that he was going to make fire and thunder, Ashikaga Yuzo's legs and feet couldn't help but be soft, and there was no side, he participated in the "Wangchun Society" just to eat with a mouth, but making fire and thunder is a capital crime, and freedom is not Ashikaga Yuzo is not frightened.

"Yaga!"

As soon as Ashikaga Yuzo's attitude came out, Fujita Jun didn't speak, but Saburo Saburo, who was standing on the side, was angry, and unceremoniously gave Ashikaga Yuzo a big ear scraper, which made Ashikaga Yuzo spurt blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hay."

Although Ashikaga Yuzo was dizzy, he didn't dare to resist, and he didn't even dare to reach out to wipe the blood spots on his face.

"That's enough."

Fujita Jun didn't let Saburo Saburo vent too much, waved his hand, and stopped coldly, and then stared at Ashikaga Yuzo with a calm gaze, and said word by word: "Three hundred fire thunders must be made tonight, gunpowder is ready-made, you can choose as many as you want, if you can't do it, you can cut your stomach." ”

"Hay!"

Ashikaga Yuzo, who was beaten again, learned to be obedient this time, and he didn't dare to carry it anymore, so he honestly agreed to his promise, and he didn't even dare to ask where the gunpowder came from.

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