"Zi Chen, you and I have not seen each other for almost ten years since we parted ways in Indonesia that year, right? You still look the same as you did back then, you really don't look old."
Nanyang, on a private seaside beach in the Philippines, the warm sunshine in the afternoon and the sea breeze with the salty smell of the ocean make people feel lazy. Tang Zichen walked side by side with a tall man in a royal blue shirt, with sharp brows and starry eyes. The two seemed to be old friends, talking casually while walking.
This man looks about thirty-five or sixteen years old, but the divine light in his eyes is very mature and sophisticated, as if he has gone through many vicissitudes, strolling casually on the beach, his every move reveals an indescribable charm.
"Where is it, Brother Zhao was joking, you look young in this way." Tang Zichen smiled lightly, and took two steps forward casually, pulling some distance away from this man.
"This time, Zichen, you came to Nanyang suddenly. It really was the previous thunder method. As soon as you made a move, you had a large-scale armed conflict with the Indonesian government army. You also defeated the armed forces of the government army and forced General Picha to step down. It is still the same boldness as before. , Big tricks, unlike me, these years of comfortable life, I have experienced a lot of timidity."
While the man was speaking, a complex and strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Zhao has a family and children. With a family and a large group of people, of course, they have concerns when doing things. This is also human nature. The older you are, the more you like stability. It is also mature. Think back when our Hongmen group of 30 people assassinated military and political officials in Indonesia, Brother Zhao took the lead and killed eight bodyguards of the Indonesian indigenous general Charmi with the momentum of the animal's head in Taizu's long fist. Then kill him. I can still vividly remember this scene."
Tang Zichen still smiled lightly, her expression was like a breeze, and the sea breeze made her clothes flutter, as if someone wanted to fly to the sky at any time.
This handsome, middle-aged man with an extremely mature demeanor is none other than Zhao Guangrong, the president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Association. That is, the helm of the Philippine Tang Sect, and an acquaintance of Tang Zichen back then.
It seems that he is only thirty-five or sixteen years old, but he is actually middle-aged, in his forties. It's just that the internal boxing frame is extremely pure, there are no impurities in the internal organs, the blood vessels are pure, and the skin is smooth, so it looks ten years younger.
He fought against Zhou Binglin more than ten years ago, and with a move of "sitting on the golden throne" Taizu Changquan secret hand frame, he knocked back Zhou Binglin, the authentic descendant of Sun's Tai Chi who is known as the "Little Martial God", by four or five steps. Zhou Binglin was deeply ashamed, so he retired after returning home.
Ten years ago, he was also a martial arts elite among the Hongmen, a young man who came to Nanyang Indonesia with Tang Zichen to assassinate military and political officials. He was also an important person who formed the Chinese Tang Sect with Tang Zichen back then. Otherwise, Tang Zichen would not have handed over all assets such as the military armament of the Nanyang Tang Sect Philippines to him.
The predecessor of Tangmen thirty years ago was the European Chinatown Alliance. Later, after a series of divisions, integrations, and people fighting for power and profit, Tang Zichen and a group of people stood out and gained power. After several years of business growth, it developed into a huge organization that spread all over the world.
But because this organization is too big, one person can't manage it at all, and Tang Zichen hasn't been here for ten years in Nanyang. She has been developing in Europe, and lived in seclusion in China for two years, teaching Wang Chao boxing, and then went to Africa to preside over mercenary affairs.
The current form of the entire Tang Sect is like the enfeoffment system of ancient emperors. After an emperor and his brothers conquered the country, they each divided a piece of land and became princes of one side.
But now Tang Zichen felt that he was gradually unable to command these veterans who held real power, so he wanted to take back the power and hand it over to Wang Chao, his most trusted brother.
"Hahaha, haha, Zichen, you are joking. I have been working hard to guard the foundation of the Tang Sect in Philippines all these years. I have not slackened in the slightest. This is the foundation established by a group of us back then. I will not let It fell into someone else's hands."
Zhao Guangrong laughed out loud twice, and then sighed rather despondently: "Many people we were with back then are now dead, wounded, retired, missing, and now there are only a few of them." A few old acquaintances. In the past ten years, although you have been the president of the Tang Sect, your whereabouts are illusory. I have not received any news from you. Even in Indonesia, you They rarely take care of me. Today, it’s rare for Zichen to come to see me, why don’t we just stay for two more days? Let’s catch up on the old days?”
"That's not necessary. Gathering and parting are impermanent. There is no permanent banquet in the world. It is the way of heaven." Tang Zichen looked up at the lotus-shaped clouds in the sea and sky, "Besides, this Spring Festival, I will hold Nanyang Tangmen The kissing meeting is meant to reminisce about the past with us. By the way, we will integrate the Tangmen of Nanyang. When the time comes, Hall Master Zhao will go, and it will be meaningful for us to gather together. Don’t you think so? "
Hearing that Tang Zichen changed Brother Zhao's address to Hall Master Zhao, the smile on Zhao Guangrong's face condensed for a moment, but it was only fleeting, and then he smiled smartly: "That's right, Zichen, you are still the same, The same is true of appearance and personality. At that time, I thought that everything in the world would change, and so would people. I also believed that you would change, but now it seems that I was wrong. You seem to be The same look and character that never changes."
Hearing these words, Tang Zichen looked away from the white clouds, and shook his head: "Don't talk about it, I'm going back to Indonesia today, next month will be the Spring Festival, I hope Brother Zhao will come on time, don't be absent."
"Naturally. Zichen, you talked, no matter how busy I am, I have to go, right?" Zhao Guangrong nodded, looking at the back of Tang Zichen walking away from the beach step by step, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, It narrowed into a gap, as if recalling.
After a long time, Tang Zichen disappeared without a trace. He seemed to wake up from his memory, his eyes opened suddenly, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had finally made up his mind to do something, and a sneer appeared on his face.
At this moment, several luxurious Lincoln extended cars drove over from the other direction of the beach, stopped not far away, and a few people got out of the car.
"How is it? Brother Zhao, what did you say to the sect master?"
He was also a man in a white shirt, a little shorter than Zhao Guangrong, but he was also mature and cultivated, like an outstanding figure from a wealthy family.
This man was followed by a large number of young men and women, all of whom seemed to be in their early twenties, or not yet in their twenties.
"Shifeng, I didn't talk about anything. It's just that she wants to convene a kiss meeting. She is the president of our Tang Sect and has the power." Zhao Guangrong said coldly.
"What kind of pleading meeting? I think she came back this time to strip us of all our rights and hand them over to others. Brother Zhao, don't you understand? Are you willing? Tangmen's foundation is Many of us fought together. Even if she, Tang Zichen, is the president, she can't do this. We have been running this Nanyang for nearly ten years, how much effort have we put in?" said the man named Shifeng.
His name is Lin Shifeng, and he was also one of the group of veterans who founded the Tang Sect back then. He also has superb boxing skills and profound cultivation. He is the helm of the Tang Sect branch in Malaysia.
A few days ago, Tang Zichen also went to Malaysia to discuss with him the convening meeting to reorganize Nanyang Tangmen's orders. He, too, was an old fox and smelled it right away. So he agreed on the surface, but secretly came to the Philippines to find Zhao Guangrong.
"That can't be helped." Zhao Guangrong spat out six words.
"Hehe. I don't care. It's just that Brother Zhao, your sons and daughters have grown up. If the family is big and the business is big, each son and daughter also need money and power. The elder brother has worked hard to develop over the years. The Zhao family in the Philippines has developed into a It is not inferior to the Li family in Hong Kong, the Huo family, and the He family in Macau. I heard that my second nephew is pursuing a girl from the Kennedy family in the United States? Also, the eldest nephew has a relationship with a princess of the British royal family. Close, once worked as an equestrian instructor for the royal family. Also, my little niece, in the French city, met a high-ranking young man from the upper class of the mainland, and she is planning to marry her."
Lin Shifeng said eloquently: "Of course, the owner of Brother Zhao's family will not take away tens of billions of assets. What the owner wants is nothing more than your military power of two or three thousand people. Without these, Brother Zhao is still the same. He is a billionaire. But without these, I think some businesses of my eldest brother will be inconvenient, and the property will not be safe. With soldiers in hand, the reason is unclear. My nephews and nieces He is gradually entering the upper class of the world, becoming a member of the elite, and those big families, consortiums, and royal families are not interested in mere tens of billions of money, but the power of the eldest brother in Nanyang, and his subordinates. The armed forces in the country, even if the big American consortium wants to open the Nanyang market, you must get your consent. If you don’t have these forces in your hands... "
What Lin Shifeng said is an unbreakable truth through the ages. Wealth without the protection of armed forces is equivalent to opening the money bag and putting it in front of robbers.
Back then, Zhang Ziqiang kidnapped the eldest son of the Li family in Hong Kong, stripped him naked and tied him in a cage. It costs one billion to open your mouth. In the end, the Li family obediently gave one billion, and they didn't even dare to call the police. The number one rich man in Hong Kong and the number one figure on the world's richest list. The same is true for the huge sums of money being gangsters. Moreover, Hong Kong is known as a place where the judiciary is sound.
What is the concept of one billion, and how many sacks are needed.
Although Zhao Guangrong's martial arts is strong, his sons and daughters also practice martial arts. But after all, his children are not characters like Wang Chao who are not afraid of guns. People like Wang Chao and Tang Zichen who have practiced martial arts are rare in the world.
Armed in your hands, and it is a fierce unit that even the government army dares to fight against. This is already an invisible deterrent. No underworld or white way will dare to attack you.
Some big family consortiums and bankers in Europe and the United States have trained their own mercenaries. During the prohibition era in the United States in 1920, some big families even dared to use private planes to bomb the workshop base of another family.
The children of high-ranking officials in the country all know the underworld armed forces, and while serving as a protective umbrella, they also entrust some of their shady private affairs to the underworld armed forces. This is a common rule all over the world.
It can be imagined that if Zhao Guangrong really handed over the armed forces of the Tang Sect in his hands, the huge wealth he had worked hard over the years, the future of his children, and the power of the Zhao family would all be greatly weakened.
Especially in Nanyang, a paradise for crime, it is not comparable to Hong Kong. Hong Kong kidnaps the rich, and the indigenous gangs in places like Indonesia and the Philippines dare to kill your whole family.
And these years, he has turned the armed forces of the Tang Sect into his own personal armed forces of the Zhao family. All aspects of business maintenance must be maintained by armed forces.
"I just don't know who Tang Zichen is going to hand over the foundation of Nanyang Tangmen?" Zhao Guangrong had already made up his mind.
"Then I don't know. I came here this time to ask you for advice. Everything is arranged by Brother Zhao." Lin Shifeng said.
"Hey! This woman, Zichen, is too powerful. I know her better than you." Zhao Guangrong sighed, "No one can stop her from doing what she wants to do, and her boxing and martial arts have reached a deep level. An unfathomable realm. Unobtrusive, quick-witted, and unstoppable. Even the Yankees, who have dealt with her for so many years, can't deal with her. If the two of us don't listen to her this time, she will really deal with us. We may not be able to withstand it. You see, as soon as she came back, she commanded the Indonesian armed forces and confronted the government forces head-on! This might as well be a warning to us."
"Brother Zhao, I know that you have always had a crush on her for so many years. Otherwise, you wouldn't wholeheartedly help her integrate the Tang Sect, but she doesn't care about the feelings of everyone fighting together back then. Now you have to cross the river and tear down the bridge. Yes. Her boxing skills are high. Brother Zhao, your Taizu Changquan must have reached the realm of unfathomable. It may not be much weaker than her. I have a very simple idea. Neither fall out with her, nor I don't know if you can listen to me if I can be honest and not hand over my military power?" Lin Shifeng said.
"you say."
"It's very simple. She must announce the person in charge of the Nanyang Tang Sect at this pleading meeting. At that time, Brother Zhao will try the skills of that person in power in accordance with the old rules and compete with him. If he loses, then Don't even think about taking charge of our Nanyang Tang Sect. In front of so many people, Tang Zichen still has the nerve to ask a loser, someone with no ability to take power? Will anyone be convinced?" Lin Shifeng said.
"But, this..." Zhao Guangrong frowned: "Her descendant, what if I get hurt?"
"Brother, when is the time, are you still a mother-in-law? If she wants to be in the first grade of junior high school, you dare not be in the fifteenth grade? Brother Zhao, your boxing skills have already reached the realm of Jindan restrained, vigorous and invisible, even if she If I fight you personally, I'm afraid I won't be sure of winning. Besides, how much martial arts can she have? At least in the martial arts world in East Asia, no one is your opponent. So it turns out that the younger generation of the Chen family in Singapore is known as the No. 1 in Southeast Asia. A master, in fact, is nothing but elder brother, you are past the age of showing off, you just hide your strength and bide your time, and you don't want to fight with the younger generation." What Lin Shifeng said was the truth, Zhao Guangrong was a master boxer of the older generation. What's more, it was the secret of the Hongmen back then, and the things they did couldn't be seen in the light.
Like Tang Zichen, martial arts and Dao are true, almost invincible in the world, but few people know her.
"Although I hold the title of president of the Nanyang Martial Arts Association, I haven't lost my martial arts all these years, but I have faded out of the martial arts world for a long time." Zhao Guangrong said: "Chen Aiyang's younger generation has kung fu, but he is the number one in Southeast Asia. Passed. Japan, South Korea, Russia, mainland Shaolin boxing, Wudang boxing, and Taijiquan all have powerful figures in the country, but they just don’t want to come out and compete. The number one name can’t eat or drink, but it’s not interesting, but I I heard that there is a younger generation in the mainland recently? Martial arts are so superb that they even stole the title of No. 1 from Chen Aiyang? It seems to be the curator of the Laoshan Neijia Pavilion. I also heard that Zhou Binglin fought against him and was pulled by him. Lost his arm. If this is the case, then this person's kung fu should not be underestimated. Zhou Binglin's Taijiquan, when he fought against me, was already superb. If I hadn't hit him unexpectedly and forced him to retreat, he would not have easily He was defeated, and he was so high-minded that he left as soon as he was defeated, and if he continued to fight, he didn't know who would win."
"Wang Chao, the curator of the Laoshan Neijia Museum? I've heard of it, but he seems to be a person brought out by the mainland army. He has nothing to do with Tang Zichen, and has nothing to do with us." Lin Shifeng said.
"It's too far away. It doesn't matter if he is first or second. It has nothing to do with us. I am no longer competing in the martial arts world. But I have to think about this matter carefully. Let's talk about it when the time comes." Zhao Guangrong spoke At that time, he had already turned around.
"Father." Just as Zhao Guangrong turned around, a girl who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old came out of the car with tall clothes.
"Xiao Ci, are you back? Didn't you call Dad beforehand? Also, I asked you to bring back the boyfriend you were talking about in France this Chinese New Year. I'll have a look. Did you bring it?"
This girl is Zhao Xiaoci, the daughter of Zhao Guangrong who is studying in France.
"Jiang Hai said that he has something to do when he goes back to the mainland, and he will fly to the Philippines to find me during the Chinese New Year. But Dad, I'm in France, and I met Jiang Hai's master, and he said he still knows you?" Zhao Xiaoci said suddenly.
"Your boyfriend's master knows me?" Zhao Guangrong asked curiously, "Isn't your boyfriend's home in Beijing? What's his master's name?"
"His master is Lin Tingfeng, the owner of the Jiugong Sword Dojo in Wudang, France."
"It turned out to be him. That's really an old friend." Zhao Guangrong laughed, very happy.
But he and his daughter stood together, not like a father and daughter, but like a pair of lovers. Because he looks much, much younger than his actual age.