84. There are people in my generation, and there are successors

"Whew!"

A shrill whistle sounded in the street.

At both ends of the long street, many patrol officers rushed one after another, but listening to the deafening gunshots that tore through the sky, the patrol policemen who were originally serious changed their faces one after another, and they each looked at each other, their legs trembling.

These people bully the weak and fear the hard, and they do all the bad things, and they are also the most life-sparing.

The superintendent is a Chinese with a foreign name, Herbert Smith; He manages Central and several nearby areas, and is small but cautious, and in his capacity he knows who is fighting inside.

At one end of the long street, more than a dozen rickshaw drivers were crowded together, as if there was a quarrel over a little matter, and the road was also full of sundries, and only gunshots could be heard, and no one dared to enter.

Smith soothed the frightened horses under his seat and instructed the men below, "What are you still standing?" Get out of the way! ”

"Superintendent, don't panic, we'll help you!"

Many onlookers on the street rushed over when they saw this.

But the grinding action was clearly dragging time, and the angry Smith's face turned purple.

He raised his horsewhip and was about to disperse it, when he suddenly saw an old man who lowered his head and moved things, approached and said with a smile and a low voice: "Little Lao'er is a hall master of the Hong Gang, today is only for the righteousness of the whole rivers and lakes, and I am here to respond, and I hope that the superintendent will sell a thin noodle, and there will be a good reward if it is done; If you don't succeed, you will ruin my brother's righteousness, and you will have to sleep with your eyes open in the future. ”

The old man teased his coat without a trace between talking and laughing, and Smith originally wanted to say a few words, but when he glanced at it, his heartbeat was almost gone, and his face turned white.

There was a ring of explosives hidden under the coat.

Not only this one, but there were more than a dozen guys around him, all of whom were bulging under their clothes, and there were things hidden in all likelihood.

Smith saw sweat on his forehead, but he still pretended to be calm, lowered his voice and said angrily: "The movement is too big, how can I explain to the British?" ”

The old man smiled, "Don't worry, this year, there is money to make the ghost grind, and it has been done." As for the rest of the mess, the brothers will make sure they will clean it up and wash the floor for you again before dark...... Tomorrow, as soon as the morning dawns, the things will be delivered to your house. ”

The old man is lively, and he is indeed a good person, what he says is not leaky, face is given, and the benefits may be, Smith had to pretend to say a few words after listening to it.

Not for a while.

"Look, someone's coming out!"

Sharp-eyed ones pointed along the street.

I saw a man covered in blood staggering towards him, limping with a knife all over his body, and opening his mouth towards his outstretched hand.

It's just that he didn't go far, and a flying knife suddenly flew from the corner at the end of his vision, and he could faintly see a figure flashing by.

The flying knife was shaped like a willow leaf, spun sharply, and crossed an arc trajectory under everyone's gaze, nailed to the back of the man's head impartially, and immediately fell to the ground.

The old man angrily pouted at the crowd of onlookers behind him, and immediately dozens of people walked out, and Smith's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it.

"Superintendent, the weather is a little hot right now, why don't we do this corpse collection work for you, otherwise it will stink later, and cause the plague again......"

Smith could see that he was just an ornament today, and waved his hand impatiently, "Go, go, hurry up!" ”

A group of people were about to move the piles of debris out of the opening, pushing the board trucks and rushing in.

After half a cup of tea, the first car of corpses was pulled out, and the car was full of bloody stumps and broken arms, and the people watching were nauseated.

Then there is the second car, then the third car......

It was nearly evening, in the backyard of the Li Mansion.

Several blood-covered figures slid in through the back door.

Chen Zhuo carried the White Lotus Elder of Xiu Nei Dan on his back, and hurriedly picked a gentle place to put it down.

But people can't do it anymore.

This person's cultivation is a kung fu called "Five Thunder Palms", which uses internal breath to attract the qi of the five internal organs, and the palm is like a thunderbolt, and the power is extraordinary. It's just that the eunuch surnamed Gao broke his palm with a broken sword fragment before, and then slapped several palms, and then was shocked by the terrifying strength of horizontal training, and the five qi were greatly damaged, hurting the five organs, and the age was too great, so it was impossible to save it.

The old woman's face was like gold paper, lying flat on the ground, looking at Gu Yu, and smiling forcefully, "Jade girl, birth, old age, sickness and death are all certain, you don't have to be sad for me, but we can't protect you in the future...... After a lifetime of rebellion, I can see through it, the world has changed, the era of dancing knives and guns is over, in the future, you can live well with the surname Chen, it is best to leave this river and lake...... Go far...... Far...... Don't ......"

Before the words were finished, a breath was already broken in his throat.

Gu Yu couldn't stop crying when she saw it, and she cried sadly.

Chen Zhuo also looked silently, and reached out to close the other party's eyes.

He didn't know the name of this person at all, and because Gu Yu still had a lot of prejudices against him, he still helped and saved his life, not wanting to be able to get out of the way.

He was gloomy in his heart, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly glanced at Li Luoneng on the side, staggering, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Master Zu, are you okay?" ”

Li Luoneng steadied his feet, and said with full anger: "What can the old man do?" ”

It's just that a few people saw his red-faced face visibly darkened, and they all panicked.

Zuo Zongsheng said anxiously: "You hurry up and rest and take a breath." ”

When the old man sat down in the chair, he laughed, "The old man has been gasping for a long time, and if he gasps again, it will be the same as those old immortals...... But I don't want to be like that, I'm afraid I'll have to swallow this breath...... You must also remember that the great husband was born in the world, and when he stood up to the heavens and the earth, he exhaled and raised his eyebrows when he lived, and he was happy to die when he died. ”

Several people were shocked, and sorrow came from it.

Lin Hei'er handed over a few pieces of yellow essence from the side, which were felt from the corpse of the old eunuch.

Li Luoneng didn't shirk, chewed two pieces, and his face recovered a little, "Enough...... Enough is enough......"

He looked at Chen Zhuo and Zuo Zongsheng, as well as Gu Yu and Lin Hei'er, as well as Du Xinwu, stretched out his hand to shake it, was caught by Chen Zhuo, and smiled calmly: "There is nothing to be sad about, I hold this breath just to see you and see the latecomers; You are just grandmasters who dare to ask those old monsters for the sake of the world, such a spirit, my generation is not as good as it, otherwise, it will not let the latecomers sacrifice their lives to fight blood......"

Li Luoneng eased his breath when he said this, leaned back, lay on the bamboo chair, looked away from Chen Zhuo, looked at the blue sky, and said: "Fortunately, martial arts have been studied for thousands of years, and there will be successors in my generation...... This records the division of the martial arts realm and the six senses that I have sorted out, and it will be passed on to future generations today...... Hahaha...... It seems that the two old things of them have not been able to re-enter the world before me...... Hahaha...... Happy...... Death is blind, and the old man goes! ”

The old man took out a book from his bosom, handed it to the air, and finished his words with a few laughs, and closed his eyes.

"Plop!"

Chen Zhuo and Zuo Zongsheng knelt down in unison and bowed their heads.