Chapter 35 Lessons Yi Chen sat in front of the long table in the restaurant, carefully removed the bone spur from a piece of lamprey eel meat, slowly put it into his mouth, nodded and said: "Yes, the chef in this restaurant is very authentic, Jace Special, I’ve made reservations for all future dinners with him.”
Jester, who was sitting on the right side of the dining table, quickly put a few pieces of green onion-flavored short ribs into his mouth and said vaguely: "It's none of my business.
These things have to be handed over to Phil, but they went to Manchester." , God knows when to come back.”
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, raised his wine glass, touched it lightly with Feili, and took a sip of the red wine that accompanied the meal.
The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Kane walked in quickly.
Phil's men quickly added a set of tableware.
Kane looked at the dining table, walked to sit next to Jester, and put the tableware on the table.
In front of him, with a flick of the knife and fork, a large piece of sauerkraut stewed sausage was put on the plate, and then he took a big bite.
Yi Chen laughed: "Kane, it's a pleasure to watch you eat.
Only energetic people can eat in such a bold way.
I like energetic guys...
Is there any news?"
Kane devoured the sausages on the plate and pointed his fork at the plate of roasted lamb ribs a little further away.
Feili smiled and pointed to Sally to add a large piece of roasted lamb ribs to Kane's plate.
Kane didn't answer, but quickly destroyed the piece of ribs, chewed the tender bones on both sides until they made a crunching sound, swallowed it quickly, and then drank a liter of pure dark beer in one breath, then wiped his lips and said : "Boss, it's Rome, yes, Rome, that guy wants to have a Roman holiday...
Their headquarters needs to be relocated, and the person responsible is held accountable.
This guy applied for a holiday, preparing to avoid internal rectification.
Limelight.”
Yi Chen fiddled with the steak mixed with black curry on the plate and said loudly: "Look, look, our dear Mr.
David is obviously not a qualified guard of the British Empire.
He was taken away from their home."
He actually wants to go to Rome for fun in the future, how can this be so disappointing to me?
"When will he go?"
Kane shook his head and said, "I don't know.
I can only get so much information from that unfortunate guy.
I'm afraid only David, the bastard, knows the specific itinerary...
I think he went on vacation openly, but secretly...
I know what he’s doing there.
Maybe he’s going to Rome to do some activities and make more money for himself.”
Kane quickly filled his plate with food, lowered his head and swallowed in large gulps.
Jester nodded, slumped back and said, "Maybe, that guy can't deal with us, at least he can't deal with us now, so if he wants to take the lead in personnel changes, he needs some practical measures.
Show the results to your superiors.”
Yi Chen said nothing and asked Kane, who had almost buried his head in the pile of food: "What happened to the unlucky guy you asked about in the end?"
Kane raised his head and said: "In a car accident, the poor agent crashed into a tanker truck.
It is estimated that the DNA test will not be able to determine his identity.
Everything was burned."
Yi Chen smiled: "Well, then, let's inform our brother Fabio, he should give us some help...
Let him pay attention to the recent developments in Rome.
If Mr.
David appears in Rome, I will Know it immediately, do you understand?”
Kane nodded.
Yi Chen pondered for a while: "Of course, we need to send some gifts to the kid Fabio.
Maybe we should consult that old guy Wei Lun to see the feasibility of registering a security company in the UK.
We need a lot of training.
A skilled shooter...
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Especially when the Yamaguchi group is preparing to open the gate in London...
God, why can't you give me a chance to breathe when everything comes together?
Life is really tiring.”
At the door opening, a black man wearing a crisp black tuxedo and a neat bow tie walked in gently, holding a large gold-plated post in his hand, and said with some confusion: "Boss, a guy from Chinatown."
The restaurant owner invites you to go to their restaurant at noon tomorrow..."
His face was full of confusion, and he obviously didn't understand why his boss had a relationship with a restaurant owner in Chinatown.
Yi Chen took the post without opening it.
He frowned and asked him: "Where is the person who sent the message?"
The big man spread his hands helplessly: "He threw the post in, said a few words and left...
It's incredible, he can throw such a light post five meters away."
Yi Chen took a long breath.
Feili, Kane, and Jester stood up quickly.
Even Sally's eyes widened.
A post could be thrown five meters away.
You can imagine how difficult it is.
And know.
Jester looked at Yi Chen and said with some evil intentions: "Boss, what did you do in Chinatown?
Did you do something to abduct underage girls?
They are now coming to your door."
He reached out and grabbed Yi Chen.
He flipped through the post in his hand quickly, and then rolled his eyes.
There were neat traditional Chinese calligraphy on it.
How could he recognize it?
Jester made a sound of luck, using his fingertips to throw the post out.
As a result, a ball of fire wrapped the post, and it turned into ashes as soon as he took it off.
Yi Chen looked at Jester helplessly: "Damn it, can't you test your strength in another way?
That guy has a very high level of Qigong...
Yes, Qigong, my master told me that all Chinese There are some sects in the world that have been passed down, and many of them are somewhat related to some of our sects.
However, what are they trying to do with us?
How old is that guy?"
The big black man rolled his eyes for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, he looked at Yi Chen's face, made gestures for a long time and said, "You look younger than you, boss.
Oh, the faces of Asians all look the same, of course." , the boss looks very different.”
Cheli's lame flattery made everyone present laugh.
Yi Chen shook his head and said: "Forget it, okay, this restaurant owner is looking for me, so just look for me...
I only know the Chinese district in London.
It’s just three or four old people, they won’t be the ones looking for me, it doesn’t matter, guys, we’ll find out if we go and have a look tomorrow, and maybe we can have some authentic Chinese food.”
Kane asked: "So, what about David?"
Yi Chen waved his hand and said: "Don't be anxious, Kane, don't be anxious, I won't let him go easily.
Since he has the courage to come to our door, then he should have the courage and ability to bear all the consequences." .
Just in case, Kane, bring more people to the restaurant tomorrow.
We won't be able to use our power in public.
If there is a conflict, Jester, you are only allowed to punch, not you.
Use your own superpowers, do you understand?”
Jester jumped up, waved his fists twice quickly, and made a squeaking sound in the air.
He bounced back and forth with small steps excitedly and said: "Don't worry, boss, I will let them know how powerful I am...
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Ha ha..."
Feili shrugged her shoulders, walked over and leaned on Yi Chen, and asked him gently: "But, those people are also Chinese, boss."
Yi Chen whistled and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't necessarily mean it maliciously.
Okay, everyone has a rest...
Kane, remember to arrange your manpower."
Kane nodded: "I'm going to check the terrain now, and I'll arrange the manpower.
Cheli, tell me the address of that restaurant."
Cheli nodded and took Kane out.
At noon the next day, Yi Chen drove to the agreed restaurant with Kane, Feili, Jester, and Sally.
There was a car behind him with five of Kane's men in it.
All of Kane's subordinates were secretly placed around the restaurant, and a large number of Phil's subordinates also came, wandering around pretending to be tourists.
Yi Chen looked at the gold-lettered signboard that was already a little darkened: "Songhe Tower."
He shook his head and said, "Really, Songhe, why is it so elegant?
Isn't it just a restaurant?"
There was not a single diner in the hall on the first floor.
A young man wearing a traditional Tang suit, a white cloth coat, a pair of black trousers, and a pair of green cloth shoes sat in the middle, holding a cup of tea in his hand and blowing the tea carefully.
For a moment, then took a gentle sip.
Seeing Yi Chen leading nine people through the gate, the young man quickly put down his tea cup and walked over lightly.
Yi Chen frowned, while Jester was excited.
Both of them noticed that the young man's feet were heavy and light.
Every step looked crooked, but in fact, every step was the same size.
Walking along a straight line.
Yi Chen slightly cupped his hands towards the young man, but Jester stood slightly and looked at the young man with a challenging look.
The young man smiled slightly, put his right hand behind his back, and said with his left hand, "Please come this way.
We, Mr.
Tang, are waiting for Mr.
Yi upstairs."
Yi Chen nodded and walked towards the stairs at the end of the hall.
When Jester passed the young man, he bumped into him with his elbow intentionally or unintentionally.
The tip of his elbow was aimed at the young man's heart, deliberately putting him on the spot.
Make a fool of yourself.
The young man's face remained calm and he flicked out his finger, hitting the tendon at the tip of Jester's elbow.
Jester's hand shook, his eyes rolled, and he punched him.
Kane behind him stretched out his big hand, firmly grasped Jester's fist, and said in a low voice: "The boss is gone, don't waste time."
Jester glanced at the young man angrily, slashed his neck with his right hand like a knife, and made a threatening gesture to him.
The young man smiled, but remained silent as he walked forward smoothly, leading the way in front of Yi Chen.
Yi Chen went up to the second floor and bypassed the Songhe welcome screen.
The posture in front of him surprised him slightly.
A few old men, who looked to be in their seventies or eighties, and a dozen middle-aged people were sitting in the center of the hall upstairs.
Behind them, in a shrine, there was a piece of red paper with five characters written on it: "The Lord of Heaven and Earth." division."
Yi Chen shook his head gently, walked forward, slightly cupped his hands to the old men and said, "You guys invite me, I'm here, what's your advice?
If you don't have any advice, I'll leave."
Yi Chen He spoke the Sichuan dialect spoken near Mount Emei.
He couldn't speak Mandarin well, so he had to speak the language he had been familiar with since childhood.
An old man stood up and spoke in the same native accent as Yi Chen: "Mr.
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Yi, we came here just to ask you a question."
Yi Chen looked at the stern-faced old men and middle-aged men, and muttered in his heart: "I haven't heard of any powerful gangs in Chinatown.
Where did these people come from?
Moreover, they all have pretty good kung fu.
"Yi Chen instantly grasped their strength.
At this moment, Yi Chen seemed to have good strength, which can be regarded as shocking.
The young man who led the way stepped forward and said loudly: "We just want to ask Mr.
Yi, do you know those five words?"
Yi Chen laughed sarcastically: "I'm kidding, do you think I'm an idiot?
Who doesn't know these words?
Did you invite me here on purpose and then insult me?"
The young man continued: "Then..."
Yi Chen interrupted him: "Dear friend, this is the second question."
Everyone in the hall changed their expressions.
An old man holding a rosewood faucet nudged his cane hard.
The entire hall on the second floor seemed to tremble.
Jester whistled softly, surprised by the old man. power.
The old man said sternly: "What a smooth-tongued boy, didn't your master teach you the basics of how to be a human being?"
Yi Chen said lazily: "My master is strange.
It doesn't matter what master I have.
Feili, let's go.
A group of them asked some strange questions for no reason.
I don't need to pay attention to them."
Yi Chen turned around and left.
He used all the methods he used to deal with Wiggins and others to deal with these old men.
The old men present were furious.
They always believed that as long as they were Chinese, they should be more polite when facing so many elders.
Who knew they would encounter a monster like Yi Chen?
When they were on the mountain, Master The elders of the sect never respected Yi Chen too much.
Tian Xianzi and Tian Fengzi simply went crazy with a group of juniors.
Who taught him these traditional Chinese etiquette?
The wind roared, and the old man holding the crutches jumped up, almost gliding close to the ground.
The crutches brought a roar and hit the crook of Yi Chen's knees, deliberately making him kneel to the ground.
They also saw that Yi Chen had kung fu, but they did not expect that Yi Chen's kung fu and what they thought were completely different things.
Kane scolded fiercely and punched out with a fist the size of a bowl of ocean.
His fist collided with the head of the cane.
With a loud bang, the old man flew back and Kane also took a few unsteady steps back. .
Kane exclaimed in German: "Is this old man a monster?
He is so powerful."
Yi Chen turned around fiercely, stared at a group of people with cold eyes, and said coldly: "That's it for today.
I don't want to talk to a group of people who don't explain clearly...
Be careful, don't let me Lose your temper, or I will blow up your Songhe Tower."
The young man who led the way walked up gently and looked at Yi Chen calmly.
Yi Chen was attracted by the bright light in his eyes.
After looking at each other for a long time, he nodded gently and said, "I like you better, boy.
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So, I’ll give you a chance to speak clearly.”
The middle-aged men behind him were furious and stood up and shouted: "What an arrogant young man."
The old man who also spoke Sichuan dialect clenched his fists loudly, apparently wanting to teach Yi Chen a lesson. .
Several subordinates behind Kane had cold expressions on their faces.
They reached into their arms and held their weapons.
Their training allowed them to draw their guns within 0.07 seconds and hit two targets in the forehead.
The young man waved his hand slightly, and these angry people immediately calmed down.
The young man slightly cupped his hands and said: "Introduction, my name is Tang Hu.
This old man holding a cane is my grandfather Tang Biao...
These old men and uncles are also the leaders of the secret gang Longmen in our Chinatown.
Characters, I think, now you know who we are."
Yi Chen crossed his hands and placed them on his lower abdomen.
He spread his legs slightly, tilted his head and looked at Tang Hu and said, "Yes, I know...
Everyone is in the underworld.
Could it be that they want to cooperate with me in business?"
Let me state first that I am not into drugs or women, but if you want a large amount of arms, I think you have found the right person."
Tang Hu laughed, clapped softly and said, "Look, I'm sorry for neglecting you...
As you can see, if we want to kill people, we don't need weapons.
Our skills are pretty good, and I have this confidence."
A grand master's chair was lifted up and put down facing Tang Biao and the others.
Yi Chen sat down slowly, while Feili and the others cautiously stood three meters behind Yi Chen.
Tang Hu took a few steps back, pointed at the red paper in the shrine and said, "Mr.
Yi said he knew these words, so that's great.
Please tell Mr.
Yi what these words mean."
Yi Chen was dumbfounded.
Heaven, Earth, Lord, Kiss, and Master were created by secular people and represented traditional Chinese morals.
His master had never taught these things.
He could only make mistakes: "Mr.
Tang Hu, I think we don't need to waste time." , just tell me, what exactly do you want to ask me?"
Tang Hu was solemn and asked word by word: "So, please, do you admit that you are Chinese?"
Yi Chen laughed dumbly, shook his head and stood up.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw that all the people in Longmen below Tang Biao were looking at him solemnly, looking at the picture that was blackened by the smoke.
With the red paper in his hand, Yi Chen slowly relaxed his body and leaned gently on the Taishi chair.
Tang Hu continued to ask him: "Excuse me, do you admit that you are Chinese?"
Countless things flashed through Yi Chen's mind like lightning.
I don't know when he had the memory.
When he was young, he was not even three years old at that time, he was rummaging through the garbage pile to eat in the cold wind. . .
Two old men dressed strangely saw themselves frozen by the gutter.
They rushed over and hugged themselves, and then they seemed to fly. . .
For the first time in my life, I remember eating a full meal and taking the first sip of hot soup. . .
Also, those guys who are a little younger than me, chase after me all day long and call them senior brothers. . .
The master who carries a board made of Tianshan yellow cypress wood all day long and spanks himself to make him recite the formula. . .
Tian Fengzi, who is crazy all day long and can pretend to be a dog and let himself ride. . .
When I returned to Shanghai and saw so many people with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin like myself, I almost collapsed on the Duke of Windsor in sadness. . .
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Going all the way north, I saw those cheerful crowds. . .
Seeing the Great Wall for the first time in my life, I was shocked by the giant dragon, and shed tears when I communicated with the soul of the Great Wall. . .
As Plov and his companions traveled south, they saw miracles that embody the ancient wisdom of the Chinese people. . .
Yi Chen looked deeply at Tang Hu and the others, and at the people in front of him who had the same black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin.
He stood up slowly, cupped his hands slightly, and said softly: "Yes, of course, why not me?"
. . .
Of course I am Chinese.
Tang Biao hit the floor with his crutch, and the hall trembled again.
He asked sternly: "Well, since you admit that you are Chinese, then, let me ask you, why do you want to fuck with those little Japanese people?"
"Chop Suey Cooperation" Yi Chen was stunned and looked at Tang Biao blankly, he was Japanese again, and he was Japanese again.
From Fatadio's mouth, he learned that the Japanese had had issues with China, but this time it was from the mouth of his own compatriots that such a question containing deep hatred came out.
Yi Chen deeply felt the hatred from the bottom of Tang Biao's heart when he mentioned the words "Little Japan", the hatred that was deep and full of blood.
Yi Chen didn't know how to deal with such a scene.
What could he say?
He could say that he had been practicing Taoism in the mountains.
His disciples were all monsters hundreds of years old.
How could he say that he didn't know any relevant modern history?
Did he say that he actually knew nothing at all?
If he said it, would these people who saw the rising murderous intent believe it?
Tang Hu asked coldly: "Mr.
Yi Chen, why do you want to cooperate with the Japanese, that is, the Yamaguchi Group?
You admit that you are a Chinese, so, please, why do you want to cooperate with the Japanese?"
Jester rushed out fiercely and shouted loudly: "What the hell are you?
I don't care who the boss wants to cooperate with..."
Yi Chen punched Jester and flew him away.
With a groan, Jester flew more than ten meters in the air and hit a pillar hard.
The thick pillar broke from the middle with a click, and Jester He fell to the ground in embarrassment.
He didn't dare to talk anymore, quickly got up and stood behind Yi Chen honestly.
Tang Biao and others were moved and shouted: "Good punching power."
Tang Hu nodded, clasped his fists at Yi Chen and said: "Good work, Mr.
Yi really surprised us...
We also know that Mr.
Yi has great power in London City, but in order to get an explanation, even if we all die here today , Mr.
Yi must also give us an answer.”
The bosses of Longmen slowly stood up and slowly formed an arc, looking at Yi Chen with bright eyes.
For the first time in his life, Yi Chen was a little flustered and said quickly: "Wait a minute, I don't want to fight with you, but please listen to my explanation, I...I..."
Tang Biao nodded and said, "Mr.
Yi, we are listening."
Yi Chen took a long breath, looked at Tang Hu and said: "Believe me on one thing, I don't understand the previous history at all.
I know nothing about history.
What I know best is about the Warring States Period.
However, what I know is also some things that you don’t know.
In other words, what you know is the real history of the Warring States Period, and what I know is what you seem to think are legends. " The more Yi Chen spoke, the more complicated it became.
He didn't know how to organize his words, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Tang Hu barely understood what he said: "I probably understand.
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What Mr.
Yi means is that you have been growing up in a place that is basically isolated from the world, so you don't know these basic histories at all."
Yi Chen spread his hands: "Yes, please believe that even if I come to England, you should be able to figure out what I am paying attention to, and it will not be about history."
An old man next to Tang Biao said loudly: "Well, let's assume that you don't know about Little Japan.
We don't want to do anything to you.
If you stop cooperation with Little Japan, we will let you go...Chinese, Don’t hit the Chinese.”
Yi Chen was silent for a long time, then shook his head gently: "I'm sorry, I can't agree."
Everyone in Longmen was furious and was about to pounce on him.
Tang Hu quickly shook his head and said, "Uncles, please wait a moment.
Let's listen to Mr.
Yi's explanation."
Yi Chen said calmly: "I admit that I am Chinese, I admit...
However, I will never change my decision because of other people's opinions.
The Yamaguchi-gumi and I signed a cooperation agreement, and I must complete this Agreement.
I roughly know where your hatred comes from, but I don’t have the idea.”
Tang Hu nodded and said, "Then, Mr.
Yi, what do you mean?"
Yi Chen bit his lip, thought for a long time, and whispered: "Give me half a year, I will do my best to learn that period of history, and I will do my best to find all relevant information...
Half a year later, I will tell everyone that I decision.”
Tang Hu nodded and said seriously: "I believe that Mr.
Yi is a man of his word, so our Longmen will not be stingy with half a year...
But please pay attention to Mr.
Yi, after half a year, if you are still the same, We have no choice.”
An old voice came from behind a screen: "Xiao Yi, I haven't seen you for a few years..."
An old man who was too old to walk walked out slowly.
Jester's face also became serious, and he and Yi Chen stepped forward to meet him.
When Yi Chen was in Chinatown, he rented this old man's house.
At that time, Yi Chen could not use his true energy to make Jester completely recover.
Without the old man's help in getting and boiling medicine, Jester would not be able to recover.
It’s also hard to recover from.
But at that time, Yi Chen had lost interest in everything.
He didn't even know the old man's name.
The old man looked at Yi Chen, sighed and said: "I don't know if what you said is true, but remember, remember it to me, no matter where we are, no matter what nationality we have, Our roots are still Chinese...
The Chinese never fight the Chinese.
The hatred between me and us can never be resolved.
Either they are all dead, or we are all dead, there is no other outcome.
Young man, you still remember the old man, but the old man is very happy.
You are not ours, you don’t understand what we are thinking or our feelings.”
Yi Chen looked at the old man, not knowing what to say.
The people in Longmen looked at Yi Chen quietly without saying a word.
After a long time, Tang Hu whispered: "Mr.
Yi, we found out that you lived on this street for a period of time before, so we invited your landlord at that time.
I think you still have feelings for him."
The old man grabbed Yi Chen's hand tightly, with utter hatred in his eyes: "Japanese, all deserve to die, you must not get together with them...
Remember, remember, you must remember live."
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Yi Chen slowly withdrew his hand, did not answer, and led the people out.
The people in Longmen didn't make any movement.
They didn't know what they were thinking.
After a long time, Tang Hu whispered: "Yi Chen, he is a very interesting person..."
Tang Biao said fiercely: "Stubborn boy, half a year later, I'll see what kind of explanation he gives us...
It's strange, is there such a closed family in China now?
How come we haven't heard of him?
It’s true, he jumped out of that deep mountain forest.”
The old man with a Sichuan accent snorted heavily: "He is from near Emei Mountain in Sichuan.
Damn, he can't be the immortal in the Legend of Shushan Swordsman, right?
The immortal will come to England to join the gangs."
Yi Chen's attitude made the people of Longmen very dissatisfied.
Only Tang Hu somewhat understood Yi Chen's psychology.
Yi Chen was a person who would never succumb to external forces.
Unless he was allowed to agree with something, he would never do it because of it. change one's decision due to external forces.
Half a year, what can Yi Chen do in half a year: