When I got home and told my aunt about the move, she was a little reluctant. But Tang Qing, who had always disliked Zheng Yubai, agreed very much. Seeing that Zheng Yubai had already booked a house, my aunt stopped trying to stop him. She just told him to come back often for dinner and to move back if he was not satisfied with the place.
After Zheng Yubai finished his meal, he saw that it was still early, so he packed up the remaining things and said goodbye to his aunt, uncle and cousin.
After leaving the house, Zheng Yubai looked back at the building where he had lived for several months, and he felt refreshed. Without his aunt's supervision and Tang Qing's daily sarcasm, he could finally start a free life.
"From today on, this is my home." Arriving at the gate of the garden community, Zheng Yubai looked at the building where he rented, feeling very happy.
As soon as he walked into the community, a young man who was sitting under a big tree not far away followed him. He followed Zheng Yubai to the door of the house and then pretended to knock on the neighbor's door. After Zheng Yubai entered the room, he hurried downstairs and dialed the phone.
"Brother Monkey, I found the guy you mentioned last time. He lives in Room 804, Building 7."
Zheng Yubai walked into the house. The living room was dark. Xu Jin and Yu Luo were not at home. He simply packed his things, saw that it was already past 7 o'clock, and changed into a suit and went to work.
Arriving at the gate of the community and about to go to Hailong Community, a thin man came over and smiled at Zheng Yubai: "Brother, are you angry?"
Zheng Yubai thought the man looked familiar, but couldn't remember who he was. He didn't smoke, so he waved his hand and said, "Sorry, no."
The thin man nodded, and it seemed that he was about to pass by Zheng Yubai. Just when the two were about to pass each other, he suddenly raised his elbow and hit Zheng Yubai's ribs with an elbow.
The incident happened in a hurry. If it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be hit. But who is Zheng Yubai? Even a master like Yang Feiyan who has practiced Tai Chi for many years can hardly do anything to him, let alone the thin man in front of him. Zheng Yubai slid his feet and turned his body to avoid the elbow hammer. At the same time, he went behind the thin man and raised his hand to grab the thin man's neck.
"What are you going to do?" Zheng Yubai was a little annoyed. What happened these past two days? People were causing trouble everywhere.
The thin man said slowly, "Great Kung Fu, you are indeed a master. I am Sun Wukong, and I have learned Baguazhang for a few days. May I ask which lineage and generation of Liuhequan you are from?"
As soon as Zheng Yubai heard this, he knew that the other party was a gangster. Because Xingyiquan is also called Liuhequan, and it is called Xingyiquan in martial arts, but only gangsters call it Liuhequan.
Yipintang, Shuanglonghui, Sanjianghui, Four Seasons Gang, Wu (No) Shadow Leg, Liuhequan, Qishangquan, Baguazhang are the eight major sects known as the Eight Sects of Jianghu. Among them, Yipintang Shuanglonghui was a folk sect in the early years, but now it is sparsely populated and rarely seen. Sanjianghui Four Seasons Gang has developed mostly overseas and has great influence, and has developed into a mafia organization. Wuyingquan Qishangquan is rooted in the south, and Liuhequan Baguazhang dominates the north. These four sects have the ancient style of Jianghu gangs, and generally do some work such as opening martial arts schools, running transportation, and watching the scene, which is very different from the Sanjianghui Four Seasons Gang, which is engaged in pornography, gambling, and drugs.
The Jianghu contains all kinds of people, including thieves and beggars. It is actually a general term for a group of people who make a living. The Wulin is a circle of people who practice martial arts. The two sides have both origins and differences. Many Wulin people make a living in the Jianghu, forming the Eight Sects of the Jianghu.
Zheng Yubai is not a martial artist, because there is no such person as him in the pedigree of the martial arts world. He is not a gangster, so naturally he is not a gangster. However, everyone who learns martial arts is one family, and since the other party has stated that he is a gangster who learns Baguazhang, he is embarrassed to embarrass him.
Zheng Yubai released his hand from holding Monkey King, and saw him turn around and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's change places?"
There were people coming and going at the entrance of the community, and someone had already noticed them. Zheng Yubai didn't want to cause trouble, so he nodded to Sun Wukong and followed him to a secluded alley.
"Do you have something to talk to me about?" Zheng Yubai stopped and asked.
Sun Wukong gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, your martial arts are superb. I admire you."
He looks to be in his thirties, but he calls himself a younger brother. This is the way of the underworld. In the martial arts world, seniority is important, and the one who is one level older can crush the one who is older. In the underworld, people put life first and respect capable people the most. As long as you are more capable than me, I will obey you.
Zheng Yubai was a little wary at first, but he didn't look like he was here to seek revenge, but rather to learn martial arts from him, so he smiled and said, "I don't deserve it, I've only practiced boxing for a few days. I'm Zheng Yubai, I wonder if Big Brother Sun has any advice for me?"
Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Yesterday during the melee at the gate of the community, I saw you use a splitting fist to freeze the security captain Liu San. I admired you very much at that time. After I went back, I wanted to make friends with you, so I sent people to guard the gate of the community. Just now I heard that you showed up, so I hurried over. I was itching to try your skills. I hope you will bear with me."
Zheng Yubai understood what Monkey King meant. He waved his hand and said, "My ability is not worth mentioning."
"Hey! Brother, you are a little too modest. An expert can tell whether something is good or not just by stretching out his hand. Although I am not very skilled, I have a very accurate eye for people. This is the level of your kung fu in Jinghai." He said and gave a thumbs up.
Zheng Yubai thought to himself that this man was talking nonsense. Jinghai was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not to mention others, Yang Huting whom he met this afternoon was an extremely skilled master. To reach his level, one would need at least another 20 to 30 years of hard training.
Sun Wukong continued to talk incessantly, praising Zheng Yubai repeatedly, and praised him as the first-class master of all time, on par with Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng.
Zheng Yubai felt angry and amused, and waved his hand to stop him from talking: "Brother Sun, what do you want to talk to me about? I have a night shift to work, and I'm in a hurry."
"Hehe, it's like this. I'm now the incense master of the Jinghai Sanjiang Association branch, and I'm trying to expand my influence and recruit talented people. Brother, you have such great skills, and if you become an ordinary white-collar worker, it would be a waste of talent. Why don't you join us, eat and drink well, and make a lot of money every year, wouldn't that be great?" Monkey King said eloquently.
Zheng Yubai listened to Monkey King's words and smiled bitterly. He had just applied for a job as a gangster in Black Star Company, and now another underworld gang came to recruit him. What happened recently
"Let me think about this matter again..." Zheng Yubai said perfunctorily. He also saw the fight at the entrance of the community that day. Sun Wukong was obviously a local hooligan, and Zheng Yubai didn't want to get involved with him.
"Then I'll wait for your reply, this is my business card." Sun Wukong handed over a business card with the words "Assistant to the General Manager of Sanjiang Trading Company" written on it. Zheng Yubai took the business card and chatted with him for a few more words. Seeing that it was getting late, he said goodbye to him and went to Hailong Community.
This time, Zheng Yubai went upstairs directly without the old lady's guidance. He now knew that the elderly couple were the chefs of the safe apartment, responsible for preparing food for the guests. Although the two elderly people looked plain, the old man was actually a top-notch Chinese chef who was proficient in the eight major cuisines, and the old lady was a senior Western chef who could easily prepare French cuisine.
After greeting them, Zheng Yubai walked into the activity hall of the apartment. Cao Ji was sitting listlessly in front of the slot machine. When he saw Zheng Yubai, he immediately felt like he had seen a savior.
"Finally you're here. I was almost suffocating." Cao Ji cursed, "These guests are really troublesome, just like a group of flies."
Cao Ji pushed the task at hand to Zheng Yubai and left. Zheng Yubai looked around and didn't see the male and female thieves, but saw two other old men from the Sanjiang Society, Bing Ye and Pao Ye.
The two old men were also looking over, holding fruit knives in their hands, slicing the apples in their hands. From the looks of them, they seemed to have mistaken the apples for Zheng Yubai.
Zheng Yubai really wanted to shout: That old man is lecherous, it's none of my business. But what's the use of shouting? The underworld has always had a preconceived notion. Since they are angry with him, they will definitely not let him go easily.
If you can't afford to offend, can you not hide away? Zheng Yubai slipped back to the office and sat on a large chair. He hadn't slept all day, so he closed his eyes and rested while he had nothing to do.
"Ring!" Just as he closed his eyes, the bell rang. When Zheng Yubai opened his eyes, he saw two old men from the Sanjiang Society appear on the monitor.
"If it's a blessing, it's not a disaster. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided..." Zheng Yubai muttered as he walked out of the office. Two old men were sitting in front of the TV, fiddling with fruit knives in their hands, staring at Zheng Yubai.
"Do you two need anything?" Zheng Yubai put on a smile.
The two old men looked at each other, and Bing Ye waved his hand and said, "Peel two apples for me."
Zheng Yubai cursed in his heart, but his job was to serve these difficult guests, so he could only pick up two apples. There was no fruit knife on the table, and Zheng Yubai looked at the two old men, each holding a fruit knife, with a strange look of ill intention.
"Do you want a fruit knife? Come and get it. Don't be clumsy and hurt yourself." Mr. Bing said sarcastically.
Didn't Zheng Yubai understand their trick at this time? He sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that there would be trouble. He held an apple in one hand and walked to the side of Mr. Bing.
"Hold it." Mr. Bing pushed the knife in his hand forward, as if accidentally stabbing towards Zheng Yubai's wrist.
"I want to peel an apple too." Pao Ye said, and swung the fruit knife in his hand horizontally, aiming at Zheng Yubai's waist.
Zheng Yubai still had a smile on his face: "Take it slow, and kill them one by one." As he spoke, he turned his body and shook his arms lightly, avoiding the attacks of the two men.
The two men kept stabbing at Zheng Yubai. Zheng Yubai was dancing in the small space between the sofa and the table, relying only on the movements of his waist and legs to dodge at the last moment.
The two men could never stab him, so they simply revealed their ferocious faces, jumped up, and stabbed Zheng Yubai's chest randomly from the left and right.
Zheng Yubai raised his hands and waved them in front of their faces. There were a few rustling sounds. Zheng Yubai suddenly stepped back and said with a smile: "The apples have been peeled. You two can eat them slowly." (To be continued)