A black car with silver trim was driving slowly on the streets of Mia City, like a streamlined black fish.
The sun had risen from the clouds, looming in the sky, with half of its body slowly poking out of the horizon. It looked like a round egg yolk, and the surrounding clouds were egg white.
The orange morning sun shines through the car window, scattering on the fluffy brown-yellow spotted blanket. It also projects onto the side face of a young man, outlining a tough and deep outline.
He lowered his eyes, crossed his arms, and looked relaxed. However, his straight windbreaker, trousers, wide hat and gloves, and cold temperament gave off a sense of distance. One look at him made people feel afraid to approach him.
Buzz buzz buzz…
The car engine trembled inaudibly, and the tires turned to the right. After passing a corner, it suddenly drove into the main road of the city.
Kaxiu slowly opened his eyes in the back seat. His blue-black eyes turned to the window and quietly watched the city scene.
Clean roads, rows of ornamental trees and street lamps. Buildings that are tens of meters or even dozens of meters high constantly block the sunlight on the car windows, casting fleeting shadows. Some buildings use brown glass, and when you look at them from a certain angle, you can see the refracted sunlight like an incandescent lamp.
Windsor County is developing very well, and Mia City is developing even better.
With the naked eye, black cars were parked in the parking spaces on both sides of the street. Pedestrians dressed in fashionable clothes walked by with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, bringing with them a different spirit. Especially the girls, most of them wore the recently popular stockings.
The light black stockings outline the smooth and slender calves, which reflect slightly in the sun and are quite pleasing to the eye at first glance.
This place is more prosperous than Beiliu City in Beiliu County.
Kaxiu had been to Mia City and even Donghai City before, but those were decades ago in the retrograde era. In the real world, he had never even left the county.
Therefore, seeing the new look of the modern city, Kaxiu couldn't help but take a few more glances, his eyes slowly sweeping across the street.
After a moment, the car accelerated in one direction.
7:30 in the morning, in the old city, in an abandoned temple.
The low-key and luxurious black car was parked casually on the side of the road.
The backbone of the Spade "A" organization was waiting in the driver's seat, paying attention to the surrounding situation. The figure of Kaxiu in the back seat disappeared.
A figure slowly strolled through the dilapidated and old dojo. The stone road was badly damaged, with weeds growing out of the cracks, blocking the way. The ground was covered with gravel and dust, and some wooden buildings had rotted away. Everywhere you looked, there was a scene of desolation.
The red paint on the surface of the only brick and stone buildings has been peeling off in the wind and sun, like ringworm on the skin.
Kaxiu stretched out a hand and ran his fingertips across the wall. Suddenly, large pieces of wall dust fell down, like rain and fog.
"Although it's not the Red Eagle Fist... but..."
He sighed slightly, feeling a little emotional. Time passed quickly, and the great reputation of Blood Fist Feng Liusi in the Eastern Secret Martial Arts World fifty years ago had long been buried in the long river of time.
Even the secret martial arts school he belonged to was declined and swallowed up.
His descendants are nowhere to be found.
The name Feng Liusi is almost completely forgotten.
Kaxiu lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. He had made an appointment with Amos to meet at the old site of Red Eagle Fist this morning, and the other party should be arriving soon. Kaxiu turned his head slightly, and his sensitive eardrums seemed to hear a slight movement. He turned his feet and disappeared in an instant.
Not far away, in the weeds, an old woman in gray clothes walked in from the hole in the collapsed wall.
Leaning on a cane, he moved slowly, bit by bit.
She was hunched, her face was full of wrinkles, her eyes were cloudy, but her white hair was still thick and tied into a braid. At the end of the braid, there was still traces of the tea-green color of her hair when she was young.
The woman was carrying a basket in her right hand, which contained two bunches of freshly picked white flowers, with some dewdrops on them.
Along the way, the old woman passed by the ruins and came to the backyard of the dojo. There was a large sandy martial arts training ground, and next to it was a sparse forest for decoration.
The woman walked into the woods and stopped in a clearing.
There are two graves here with tombstones standing in front.
There are no words on the surface, only traces of wind and rain.
The old woman rested for a while with her cane, and after calming down her breath, she walked forward and took out two bunches of white flowers from the basket. She placed one bunch in front of the older tombstone on the left, and the other bunch in front of the tombstone on the right. Then she made a prayer gesture.
"Grandpa...Father..."
She lowered her head and said something, and because she was too old, her words were not clear when she spoke to herself.
All I could hear was someone seemingly calling out the names of two relatives.
As she spoke, a turbid tear fell from the corner of the old woman's eye. Her gentle and kind face showed a trace of sadness.
Today is the heyday of the Evil Eye Fist. Banners welcoming the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition can be seen everywhere in Mia City, and many residents are also discussing it. This makes the Red Eagle Fist seem even more lonely.
Today, only this old site remains of the Red Eagle Fist.
Moreover, in half a year, the Evil Eye Fist will rebuild the Red Eagle Fist's last dilapidated dojo into a new branch of the Evil Eye Fist.
As a base for talent training and youth practice.
The old woman spoke to the tombstone in a confused voice, all about the Evil Eye Fist during this period. As she spoke, she recalled the past, when her grandfather was still alive. The Red Eagle Fist was so popular, and who didn't know the name of the Blood Fist
Unfortunately, time is ruthless and everything ends up being lonely.
In the secret martial arts world today, few people remember the turbulent times of that distant era, and the old are being replaced by the new.
The Red Eagle Fist was a flash in the pan. In today's Windsor County, the Evil Eye Fist is the real overlord in the past fifty years.
As for the Blood Fist Feng Liusi who once made the Evil Eye Fist so fearful, who knows? Just listening to the nickname, it seems quite domineering. I guess he was a famous master back then. But compared with the brilliant masters and elders of each generation of the Evil Eye Fist, he is definitely far from being good enough. This is what everyone in the Evil Eye Fist thinks.
After all, they have been the strongest school in Windsor County for half a century, and the winner is qualified to turn over that page of history.
"Shua..."
Suddenly, the old woman felt someone passing by her side. The fabric of her clothes rubbed against her, causing the corner of her clothes to sway slightly forward.
She looked up blankly.
I found that this was a handsome and cool young man, with a black windbreaker held up by broad shoulders, and the fabric behind him outlined his straight back. He wore white gloves on both hands, and his five fingers were holding a bunch of white flowers, the petals were delicate with dewdrops.
The young man slowly bent down and placed the bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone on the left, with a solemn expression on his face.
After finishing, he put his hands in front of his chest, making a gesture of praying to his relatives and friends, and then stood up and turned around.
The young man looked at the old woman not far away, and his eyes seemed to see through the old facial features and see the beauty of the girl in her most youthful and beautiful period fifty years ago. Suddenly, the lively girl with tea-green hair seemed to overlap with the old woman with gray hair in front of him. Time intersected at this moment.
"Neve..." Kaxiu read out a name in his heart.
But he didn't say anything, just forced a stiff smile on his face that seemed to be wearing a cold mask.
This is actually a form of goodwill that Kasu uses to express his goodwill.
However, this smile was somewhat strange, and it seemed to scare the old woman, who unconsciously took two steps back. For a moment, the words she wanted to ask, "Who are you? What is your relationship with my grandfather?" were forgotten in her mind.
"Clatter, clatter..."
The morning breeze blew, and the leaves of the trees rubbed against each other and fell, making waves. Thousands of pieces of gold shone through the cracks into the open space in the forest, making a colorful trace of light like rippling water. The young man looked at the frightened old woman, took off his hat, bent down and performed a gentleman's salute.
The velvet-like hair color is bright and fluffy in the sun.
After the ceremony, the young man put on his hat again and passed by the old woman at a speed as if teleporting, and a deep voice rang out.
"Please pay close attention to this Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament."
"The East Nine Gates Evil Eye Fist will be completely destroyed in the near future..."
"The name of Blood Fist will once again sweep across the entire Eastern Secret Martial Arts world like a storm! The first generation of Blood Fist is named Feng Liusi..."
"The second generation of Blood Fist, named Kashu..."
"See you again, Neve."
Some startled birds flew up in the forest. They were black crows.
"Wow... wow... wow", the long-voiced birds called one after another.
Cry! Suddenly, a cry similar to that of a carnivorous bird such as a hawk split the rocks and pierced the clouds, rushing all the way up into the sky.
The crows suddenly fell silent and landed back on the branches.
Its wings trembled slightly, and it didn't dare to soar in the air at all.
In the ruins of the dojo, a tall figure suddenly appeared in the middle. The shadow below dragged out a long and narrow trail.
Kaxiu glanced at his bare right hand and took back the other life vibration energy that had already rushed to his palm. The next second, he put on the glove again on his right hand, and the fabric was unusually soft.
"Fortunately, my original body has not cultivated the Black Magic Hand, otherwise, when transmitting life vibration energy to others, it would also take away a trace of vitality. I can't even touch other people's bodies..."
He shook his head and glanced at the shadow behind him.
"Come out, why are you still hiding now that you're here?" Kaxiu turned slowly and faced the shadow not far away.
"Haha, your physical senses are really too sharp..."
A young boy's voice sounded. A boy in a tight black and white butler uniform came out with a harmless smile on his face. The lenses of his glasses reflected light, like white.
The two looked at each other and immediately walked towards a remote corner of the Red Eagle Boxing Gym, communicating as they moved.
"Now, we have good news and bad news. It may bring some variables to the implementation of the plan..."
"explain."
"The good news is that the Evil Eye Fist has made unprecedented efforts to build momentum for the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Tournament, spending a lot of money, manpower and material resources. This is a great stepping stone..."
"What about the bad news?"
"The bad news is that our people have discovered traces of the Gate Organization's activities in Windsor County. And all kinds of arrows are pointing to Mia City, which is likely related to the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange Competition..."
"What level? Is there a leader of an organization called Xiadu?"
"How is that possible? Xiadu hasn't appeared in five years..."
"Well, that's not bad news." Kaxiu stared ahead: "You brought good news, two good news..."
At 3:00 p.m. on September 25, all the invited schools from the six eastern counties of the Red Lebanese Federation arrived. They had settled in the rooms of the guild hall as early as noon.
They were also led by a special person to visit several places for dining, bathing, and exercise. Now, they all gathered at the Black Child Building near the Golden Leaf Hall. A new battle venue that has been renovated for several months, it has a modern atmosphere.
Everyone gathered in the lobby on the second floor, where there was a large stage similar to an opera house, which was built in advance. There were three steps, a half-moon-shaped platform, a soft red carpet, huge curtains on both sides, background board props, and multi-colored neon lights.
The passionate music with a strong beat echoed in the air, and the specially invited bands on both sides performed very hard. On the red carpet, a whole row of sexy girls wearing bright rose red dresses danced flamenco. The high heels stomped in time with the rhythm of the music. The skirts fluttered, revealing the round long legs tightly wrapped in black stockings. Each girl was very tall and slender, with thick makeup and a warm smile on her face.
It gives people a feeling of youthful red roses.
Under the stage, each martial arts school has its own exclusive area. Sit in a comfortable position similar to a small cubicle in a cafe, eat fruit snacks on the table, watch the performance, and occasionally chat excitedly, there is quite a good atmosphere.
On the left side of the field, in the front row, Cloud Dog Fist.
Unlike the other dozen young disciples, the black-haired young man with the highest status in the middle did not show any expression on his face. He just leaned back in his seat with his eyelids drooping, as if he had fallen asleep. The passionate dance on the stage, the catchy music, and the heated atmosphere had nothing to do with him.
Although he is surrounded by a crowd, the young man has a lazy air about him, and is always isolated from the people around him in his own world.
On the left and right, two gazes were vaguely cast towards me.
One comes from the Soul-Destroying Sword, and the other comes from the Star Ring Fist.
But the black-haired young man turned a blind eye to it.
The dance in front ended, and a new program was put on. It was a famous opera star in the six eastern counties. She had a hot body and wore a tight lace miniskirt with avant-garde design. Her white arms were spread out like the core of a flower, and her singing voice was like that of an oriole.
The audience applauded, shouted and whistled.
Before we knew it, it was evening. After a sumptuous dinner, there was another grand musical performance.
Halfway through the performance, a figure walked out of the Magic Boy Building and blended into the darkness like a ghost.
Five minutes later.
In front of the white stone fountain where water was slowly bubbling out of the water in Saka Park, the black-haired young man walked over step by step, listening to the sound of water.
"I'm here, how about you?"
Swish…
A dark shadow suddenly walked out from behind the fountain.
"I've been waiting for you for ten minutes, Simeone..."