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The autumn leaves are golden and it is the harvest season.

Li Fushou walked out and came to the courtyard of the manor, only to see dozens of elite men in the open space on one side, and there was an atmosphere of dragons and tigers.

Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng are two masters on the side, these strong guys are carefully selected good seedlings, and they have certain martial arts skills, but they lack the guidance of famous experts.

After the meticulous work of the two famous teachers, the strength has grown rapidly.

They are all subordinates of the two bodyguard leaders, and they belong directly to Li Fushou's core guard, and all the treatments are first-class.

Li Fushou attaches great importance to his own safety and spends a lot of money to gather a group of henchmen, among whom these 48 members of the guard are the best.

All of them have been naturalized, and they have the opportunity to take the lead in selecting white women, and their weapons and living conditions are higher than ordinary people.

So

The members of the guards have a transcendent status, and they have become the envy of the majority of Hongmen brothers, and they all want to be one of them.

"Young Master auspicious!"

Seeing Li Fushou coming over with a smile, everyone on the training ground stopped their hands in unison, lowered their hands and half-bent their knees in salute.

This etiquette is called "one-legged An", also known as "beating a thousand children", which is a common etiquette for the people of the Manchu Dynasty to the master.

"No courtesy, look at the joy of everyone practicing today, what new tricks have you taught by the two masters?" Li Fushou walked over with a smile, looking at the group of strong men sweating and full of strong male hormones, he couldn't help but feel his hands itching; "Come on, let's go through two tricks while it's okay, just move your muscles and bones."

When he said this, no one dared to step forward.

Fu Peng made a fat promise with his hands in fists and said; "Young master, don't frighten them, these frizzy boys haven't been trained smoothly yet, and there is no one under them, so I'll accompany the young master through two moves."

"Okay, my family has been unfamiliar with the routine for a long time, and I will ask the two of you for more guidance in the future."

"The young master is polite."

After speaking, the two of them started to move, and Li Fushou's family legend of the wandering gossip palm has a lot of origins, because he has practiced the foundation since he was a child, and he is very hot.

Coupled with the youth and strength, the legs and feet are dexterous, and the set of punches is like a shock, and Fu Peng's "ping pong" is impressive, and the men of the guards keep applauding.

Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

Master Hu Tiesheng, who was standing on the side, looked carefully, he knew that Fu Peng's subordinates had at least 8 points of strength, and only used two points to fight with the big dragon, and he still had to deal with each other without falling behind.

Then again

Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng are both in their early 30s, they have been taught by famous teachers since they were children, and they have been immersed in fists and feet for twenty-six or seven years.

It was really a winter practice, a summer practice, a diligent practice every day, and a lot of hard work to achieve today's achievements.

According to age, it is the peak of strength, and the power of one punch and one palm is not trivial.

The so-called learned literary and martial arts were sold to the emperor's family.

The court will definitely look down on the reckless people in the rivers and lakes, the grandmaster with great kung fu or the apprentice of the pavilion, or the attendant of the nursing court of the rich businessman and the tycoon, or the army with a bite of the tooth and the army and the blood licking the blood of the imperial court.

In today's world, where is there any good place for martial artists?

Like the young master, he leads a rough man like himself as a confidant, and his food, clothing, and flowers are all first-class, and the people in the rivers and lakes pay attention to the gratitude of gratitude, even if they sell this life to him, what does it matter?

"Hey...... Stop. ”

Li Fushou fought with Fu Peng for dozens of rounds with his youth, and after the initial fierce momentum passed, he began to feel weak and short of breath, and his strength was obviously unable to catch up.

The sweat-stained cheeks on his forehead were flushed, and his hands were rubbing his arms and legs to inhale the cold air; "Master Fu, your arms and legs are like iron rods, I knew that I might as well have a few tricks with my brothers, this is good...... It is estimated that some of the bruises have been guilty. ”

"Please forgive the young master."

"Don't ...... I don't blame you, I know you're all holding back, if you all crush the rock with one kick like you did in Grand Central Terminal Plaza in New York, I won't have enough to fight, but I haven't been active for a long time, and I feel a lot rusty. ”

"What the young master said is that now while you are young, you can move your muscles and bones more, and your strength will go to the next level, just wait for leisure."

"It makes sense, we should often practice together in the future......"

That's it

A long whistle sounded from the dock in the distance, which attracted Li Fushou's attention and blurted out a question; "Which ship is this docking?"

"Sir, I just checked, it's the Qingcheng Mountain that has returned to Hong Kong."

It was Fiona who spoke, and she came with a stack of papers in her hand, and her swaying pale blue embroidered dress wore a noble demeanor, and her white jade neck reflected a bright white light in the autumn sun, like a saint.

Fiona is followed by the black slave Chriss, with a delicate and shiny dark chocolate complexion, and a bumpy and convex maid dress, which has a unique charm.

The young men of the escort team involuntarily lowered their heads, or avoided their eyes, Fiona's face was really amazing, like a holy angel falling into the world, and her demeanor was involuntarily impressive.

"Has the Qingcheng Mountain come back from Yantai?" Li Fushou casually took the warm towel and wiped his sweat, put it on the silver tray in Chris's hand, smelled the faint fragrance of roses at the end of his nose, and involuntarily stared at Chriss.

This little maid is also a sultry little goblin.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Fiona's big blue eyes, but her current identity is not embarrassing, and Li Fushou has always acted arbitrarily and domineeringly, and Fiona didn't dare to say anything.

"Yes, the Qingcheng Mountain will come back faster than the Longhu Mountain going to Guangzhou, and it should be a smooth journey."

"Let's go, prepare the horses, go and see."

Li Fushou gave an order, and immediately a black slave brought his mount Xue Lifei over, Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng turned around and walked towards the stable, preparing to follow the young master to the dock to inspect.

"The dock is just in front of it, and there is no need to move the people, so the two masters don't need to go."

"Young Master, this ...... Then let Ah Hu and Ah Leopard lead a few people with you, these two boys are good and dexterous. ”

"Okay, let's go."

The group waited for the horses to leave, and soon came to the Brisbane River wharf, and saw the tall bow of the Qingcheng Mountain from a distance, hunting the red river mountain flags fluttering in the wind, and the sailors in strong suits were operating the cable in an orderly manner, and the giant ship was docked steadily on the wharf.

The ramp of the freighter was unfolded, and the American captain Antonio and the trainee captain Geng Guigui and others saw the young master rushing to meet him.

"Appeal ......"

Li Fushou grabbed the reins of the horse, turned over and jumped off the horse, walked a few steps with the horsewhip in his hand and looked up, his eyes were solemn.

On the side of the Qingcheng Mountain, there were crowded heads of all sizes, men without exception had money rat tails, women and teenagers without exception had yellow faces and thin muscles, and they were wearing dirty and shabby clothes, looking like they were about to fall when the wind blew.

"Young master, this time our freighter just arrived at Yantai Port, and we learned that there was a great famine in southwest Luxi, and many people who couldn't survive sold their sons and daughters, and it only took us two days to fill a boat, which was carefully selected."

"How many died on the way?"

"Hmm...... They had been conditioning for a few days before they got on the ship, but after all, their bodies were too bad before, so they ...... So twenty or so died, and all of them were thrown into the sea. ”

"Hmm."

Li Fushou didn't say anything, stepped onto the gangway with a whip in his hand, and after getting on the boat, all the sailors knelt down in unison.

"Give the big dragon head a salute, and wish the big dragon head good luck."

"Excuse me, get up."

Li Fushou turned his head to look at the refugees who were on their knees, and could smell a foul smell from a distance, his clothes were ragged, and his eyes showed fear, helplessness and confusion, as well as a deep numbness.

This is his blood compatriots in China, so what kind of scene is the land of southwest Lu now?

Li Fushou looked at them blankly, his heart shocked.

When he saw with his own eyes this tragic situation of the refugees, it was far more profound and impactful than hearsay, and a trace of illusion in the depths of his heart was completely shattered.

Rotten Qing Dynasty, what have you done to my Chinese flesh and blood compatriots?

In the speechlessness, his eyes were moist, and a line of tears slipped quietly.

Li Fushou's tears shocked the trainee captain Geng Guigui, and he knelt down in a panic to plead guilty;

"Damn it, this way the sea is windy and rough, when passing through the Beibu Gulf, we encountered 10 meters of wind and waves, everyone can only be locked in the cabin, and after the storm passes, more than a dozen people died, the bilge vomited a mess, and then more than 10 people died one after another, we were afraid of the epidemic infection, and had to throw all of them into the sea, it was I who did not think about it, please punish the big dragon."

"Alas......"

Li Fushou let out a long sigh and said; "Everyone, please get up, you have suffered from the bumps on the sea, so many people have died along the way, Geng Guigui is of course guilty as a trainee captain, considering that the new appointment is not long, the lack of experience, and the typhoon and waves, it is allowed to make the merit for the crime, in order to see the after-effects."

"Thank you for the grace of the dragon."

"Get up, get up, I'm also responsible for the poor consideration of this matter, I didn't expect the situation in the country to be so bad."

Li Fushou shook his head and sighed, saw a group of refugees getting up one after another, looked at him with a frightened expression, and waved to the dock steward;

"Immediately arrange for the refugees to get off the boat, ask the chief manager He Shoutian to preside over the relevant settlement matters, let the black slaves of the manor boil hot water for them to bathe, everyone should change into warm new clothes, contact the Fu Linmen Hotel to arrange meals, properly arrange accommodation, and pass on my word...... This group of refugees from the country should be well nursed for 15 days, during which time no one is allowed to disturb them. ”

"Obey the order, and do it immediately."

Under the arrangement of the wharf, a large group of refugees disembarked one after another, and many people came to the wharf, sitting on the ground with soft legs and weak feet, and could not stand up for a long time.

The black dragons in the manor drove over in a carriage, causing another panicked commotion among the refugees, and they couldn't suppress their shouting.

They had never seen such a black person, could it be that they had rolled in a pile of coal?