Chapter 82 Gathering
Chapter 82 Gathering
In the tenth month of the Bingwu year, looking around, the eight directions were all dark, and the flat land became a river.
On the boat bound for Victoria Harbour, Yan Xiaoguo stood at the bow of the ship, holding a precious sword in his arms, with no expression on his face as black as charcoal.
Looking at the gradually enlarging black dot in the white line in the distance, Yan Xiaoguo's mind was not as calm as his face showed.
I hope this assassination attempt can catch all the high-ranking members of the rebel party in one fell swoop. Otherwise, once they escape, those organizations in the countryside of Fujian and Guangdong will probably revive again, and it will be difficult for me to get out of this quagmire.
I don't think I have the time to pursue the road to heaven that our ancestors talked about.
When Yan Xiaoguo thought back to the masters who had died at his hands over the years, he sighed, which was rare.
Yan Xiaoguo was born into a family of military generals. He was different from ordinary people since he was a child. He had strong ribs and twisted muscles, and was a brave general with supernatural powers.
Seeing that Yan Xiaoguo was a rare martial arts genius, the Yan family took great risks and brought him to the battlefield at a young age. They tempered the young man's character in the blood and fire of Western Xinjiang, urged him to practice military killing methods from an early age, and required him to be proficient in swords, spears, bows and horses.
After his muscles and bones were formed, he was fortunate to be accepted as a closed disciple by the ancestor of the Eight Banners. In the inner court of the imperial city, he used countless medicines to strengthen his muscles and bones, and invited countless famous martial arts masters to teach him moves. When he was practicing Qi, the ancestor personally taught him the method of practicing Qi and guided him to break through the barriers.
With all kinds of crazy investments regardless of cost, Yan Xiaoguo did not disappoint the huge inner court. A few years after he was thirty, he had mastered the four exercises and his kung fu reached the highest level.
But as time passed, Yan Xiaoguo, who had been in many battles and killed countless people, sadly discovered that he had not improved, because he could not find his own way, and he could not see where the road ahead lay.
Although he possesses some of the best kung fu in the world, what is most deeply engraved in his heart is still the blood and swords among soldiers. As for the mysterious principles taught by his ancestors, he does not understand them, let alone see through them.
He still firmly believed that the breakthrough was between life and death, or death.
After all, he has always been this way. If his ancestors had not stopped him, if he had not been needed to put out fires in various parts of China, he might have died at the hands of the sharpshooter Li long ago.
For some reason, when mentioning the sharpshooter Li, Yan Xiaoguo thought of the tall and strong young man with an unremarkable appearance who had always been following the short middle-aged man.
The Bajiquan sect is lucky, with every generation having capable people. Now, Sanlian, who is still very young, may become another great master in the future.
It’s a pity that he is just an independent person. It would be great if he could be used by the country.
Woohoo~
Before Yan Xiaoguo could think more, the whistle sounded and we arrived at Victoria Harbour.
The China-Hong Kong border was extremely crowded after the ship control was relaxed, and the man in the white hat and helmet who was squeezed in the face was a little annoyed.
"Don't push! Move back! Show me your ID and government approval documents!"
"I told you not to push, but you still pushed..."
The man in the white hat looked up and saw the King of Hell greeting him with a dark face.
"Let's go, let's go, don't cause trouble in Kowloon!"
Seeing Yan Xiaoguo's ferocious smile, the man in the white helmet shrank his head, did not stretch out his hand to offer tribute, but waved his hand to signal the man to leave quickly.
Northwest of Central, Kowloon Walled City
The dirty, crowded and pigeon-cage-like slums are tightly packed together, making the eyes dazzled. Among the countless gambling dens, tobacco houses, brothels and butcher shops, an ordinary courtyard is quietly hidden in the shadow of the walled city.
"Brother, you are finally here."
Wang Zhongjun was very happy to see Yan Xiaoguo coming here, but when he saw that only half of the elite soldiers were left, he was silent for a while.
"The rebels misled the people, the rebels were rampant, and the brothers sacrificed their lives for the country, and died heroically.
"Zhongjun, when we kill those rebel leaders, we must use their blood to pay tribute to the souls of our brothers in heaven!"
Yan Xiaoguo saw that Wang Zhongjun was in a low mood, so he tried to comfort him and promised to give an explanation to Wang Zhongjun's personal soldiers.
Wang Zhongjun also calmed down and explained the information to Yan Xiaoguo without missing a word. "Brother, there are really many masters in Jiulong. Guess who I met when I was stalking a few days ago?"
"Chen Sheng? Du Xinwu? Or Situ Hong?"
Yan Xiaoguo listed all the difficult characters that they might encounter on this trip, but Wang Zhongjun kept shaking his head.
"Brother, it's Iron Fan Liu! He's begging outside the newspaper office right now."
Yan Xiaoguo was also a little surprised when he heard the name Iron Shan Liu, then nodded, turned around, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and whispered.
"If he doesn't want to get involved in this, don't bother him. After all, he was the face of our court back then, so let him live out the rest of his life in Kowloon."
"Understood, big brother. This time I'm going to get a few guns from a gambler who works in the police department. With guns, our operation will be much easier."
Yan Xiaoguo waved his hand and did not ask any further questions. Instead, he turned his head and asked about the situation in Kowloon during this period.
"Have there been any new faces or experts around that person recently? Also, has anything major happened in Kowloon recently?"
"During this period, that person often drank tea with a troupe owner, and most of the time there was also a manager from a herbal medicine store with them. I haven't seen many other unfamiliar faces, but there was one major event.
The foreigners are planning to start a business partnership with the Li family recently, and they are trying to attract more people to invest. "
As Wang Zhongjun spoke, he picked up a newspaper from the table and handed it to Yan Xiaoguo.
"Theatrical troupe? Herbal medicine store? And the medicine business that this foreigner is doing with the Li family?"
Yan Xiaoguo opened the newspaper and looked at the big black and white words on it, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
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Central, Gold Riviera
Li Chongguang was holding two invitations sent by Blank and Li respectively, feeling a little undecided, so he looked up at Qin Huai, wanting to ask Qin Huai's opinion.
"Brother Huai, are we going to this banquet? From the meaning of these two invitations, I'm afraid some of the people here have bad intentions and want to hold a Hongmen Banquet."
Qin Huai, who was doing horse stance with his eyes closed, heard Li Chongguang's question, opened his eyes, exhaled slowly, and replied loudly,
"Go, why not? How can you enjoy the show if you don't go?"
"But I'm afraid you, Huai, won't be used to this foreign dinner."
Looking at Li Chongguang who was scratching his head, Qin Huai knew that the young master was afraid that he would make a fool of himself, so he reminded him tactfully, so he also smiled.
"You are here, right? You won't watch me and your sister Hongying make a fool of ourselves, right?"
"Sister Hongying is going too?"
"Of course, isn't it said that foreigners have to bring female companions to dinner parties? Let's show them what an oriental beauty who outshines all the others is!"
Qin Huai patted Li Chongguang and looked at the young master meaningfully without saying a word.
Li Chongguang felt a little scared when Qin Huai stared at him, so he took two steps back.
"Brother Huai, don't look at me like that. I don't have any favorite female companion. At most, I will go with my father, otherwise I would rather not go. In all these years in America, I have been to too many banquets like this that are not interesting at all."
Qin Huai looked at the young master who was suffering so much and shook his head in disappointment.
"Come on, come with me to find your sister Hongying. Let's go to the clothing store. We haven't prepared any clothes for the dinner yet!"
"Here it comes, here it comes, Brother Huai, let me tell you, this dress..."
Dear readers, Happy New Year!
(End of this chapter)