Li Hei slowly walked back to his mansion and entered the guest hall. He sat down and thought about what happened today. Just as he was thinking, his daughter-in-law Miao Qing 'er suddenly stumbled in. When she saw Li Hei, she shouted, "Gong-gong, you're back! You're back!"
Although Li Hei was a Jianghu person, his family had always been very strict. Seeing his daughter-in-law only wearing Yan Ju casual clothes and her wet hair draped over her shoulders, he was very displeased. He frowned and reprimanded, "How can you be like this? That's not proper!"
Before he finished, his daughter-in-law burst into tears, "Grandfather, Jinyu is gone! Jinyu is gone!"
Li Hei was so scared that his whole body trembled and his face turned pale. He hurriedly asked, "Gone? How did he go missing? Tell me clearly."
Li Hei only had one son. He fell into the water and died while crossing the Sanmen Gorge in the autumn of the year before last. Now he only had his precious grandson, Li Jinyu, who was the only bloodline of the Li family. Li Hei was now in his early sixties. Although he had many wives and concubines, it would be difficult for him to have a son. Carrying on the family line, continuing the family line, and wearing mourning clothes for him after a hundred years, all depended on this baby.
This precious grandson was the flesh of Li Hei's heart. He was now the second deputy leader of the Jiao Dragon Society. In fact, he was the first deputy leader. He handed over the power for retirement because of his precious grandson.
He used to be in charge of Cao Quan. Every year at the beginning of the year, he would go to Yangzhou and then return to Chang 'an from Yangzhou. He would be outside for a whole nine months. Thousands of brothers in the society were under his command. His position was second only to Leader Wen and his real power was enough to compete with Leader Wen. It was because he wanted to see his precious grandson often that he gave up his position.
Now that he heard that his grandson was gone, Li Hei's blood rushed to the top of his head and his hair stood up. He raised his hand and slapped his daughter-in-law, causing her to stumble and fall to the side. Li Hei's cheeks trembled and he shouted fiercely, "How can Jinyu be missing? Tell me, tell me now!"
When the daughter-in-law saw that her father-in-law's eyes had turned red and he looked like he wanted to eat someone, she was so scared that she didn't dare to cry. She knelt on the ground and trembled as she replied, "Jinyu was sleepy, but he refused to sleep and kept saying that he wanted to wait for you to come back. I coaxed him for a long time before he fell asleep. The daughter-in-law placed him on the kang bed and asked the wet nurse to look after him. She then went to take a bath. When the daughter-in-law returned to the bedroom, she saw that the wet nurse had fainted on the floor. Jinyu, he … he was gone! Boohoo … "
Li Hei was in so much pain that his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. He was someone who had been in the pugilistic world all his life. When he heard his daughter-in-law say this, he knew that this was definitely not the work of a human trafficker. Human traffickers rarely went to someone's house and directly stole a child. Besides, what kind of place was the Li family? Even if it wasn't a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, it wasn't a place that just anyone dared to barge in. To be able to go to the Li family's house and beat the wet nurse unconscious, then take a child away without anyone knowing, how could he be a thief?
Li Hei knew that the other party's target was definitely not the child, but him. However, he didn't know what the other party's goal was. If they wanted money, it wouldn't matter even if he gave up all his family's wealth as long as he could protect his eldest grandson. What he was afraid of was that the other party came for revenge. If that was the case, then his precious grandson would be in danger. After spending his entire life in the pugilistic world, Li Hei's hands were also stained with dozens of lives.
Li Hei was so anxious that his chest was burning as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, a guard from the house ran in and reported loudly, "Master Hei, little Langjun … little Langjun …"
Li Hei pounced over like a ferocious tiger and grabbed his collar. He asked with a trembling voice, "What happened to Jinyu?"
The man pointed outside and said while panting, "Someone … someone came back with little Langjun."
Li Hei suddenly turned his head and saw an extremely burly man who was surrounded by more than ten thugs from the house. The man walked over with steady steps, carrying a two or three-year-old child in his arms …
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The first deputy leader of the Flood Dragon Gang, Yan Shiwei, returned home with a gloomy face. He took off his robe and handed it to the servant girl who came to greet him. He walked into the inner room while untying the leather belt around his waist.
He was originally the second deputy leader and had always accompanied the leader in Chang 'an. In terms of status, he was ranked second. In terms of actual power, he was actually inferior to the third leader, Jun Ruyan, who was ranked below him.
In the end, Li Hei handed over his power because of his son's death, so he became the first deputy leader of the Flood Dragon Gang.
In the Cao Gang, the most important skills were the Cao Fist and the Cao Mouth. They were the right-hand men of the gang leader. Jun Ruyan was in charge of the Cao Mouth, while Li Hei was in charge of the Cao Fist. As the second deputy leader, his position was very awkward. He was overjoyed to be in charge of the Cao Fist. However, Li Hei had been in charge of the Cao Fist since his father's generation. The father and son had been in charge of the Cao Fist for decades and had many trusted subordinates. Although Li Hei had handed over his power, he still had great control over these Jianghu heroes. Yan Shiwei didn't live up to his title as the leader of the Cao Fist.
After more than a year of hard work, he finally grasped a certain level of strength and recruited two to three hundred people as his trusted subordinates. They were the people who wanted to annex the Shun Gang by force today. When Wen Gang leader wanted to annex the Shun Gang, he patted his chest and took it on. He thought it would be easy to deal with the Shun Gang, but he didn't expect that he would embarrass the Flood Dragon Gang.
In tonight's meeting, he wanted to immediately return the favor and gather the people of the Flood Dragon Gang to destroy the Shun Gang. However, Li Hei, who still controlled most of the force in the Flood Dragon Gang, strongly opposed it. It was obvious that he wanted to make a fool of himself.
To tame those unruly Jianghu men, one had to rely on means and prestige. Li Hei didn't want to give up his power because he didn't want to lose face. Damn it, his grandson was still drinking milk. What did this old man want to do? Did he want to wait until his grandson grew up and take back the position of the Cao Fist's leader?
Yan Shiwei walked around the inner room with a calm face. When he looked up, he was stunned.
Under the light, a square-faced man with thick, ink-like eyebrows was sitting in front of the table. Yan Shiwei would drink a bowl of cheese every night before going to bed. At this moment, the bowl of cheese that the maid had brought was in the hands of the man, and he was enjoying it with relish.
The man raised his head and stared at Yan Shiwei with a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He smiled and said, "Did Leader Yan just come back? I've been waiting for you for a long time! "
Yan Shiwei's horrified gaze fell from that person to the long sword on the table. He cried out in alarm and hastily retreated, shouting, "Someone come! There's an assassin! Guards, come quickly! "
Following Yan Shiwei's shout, the thugs of the mansion heard the alarm and rushed into the bedroom with sticks and swords in their hands. The room was filled with crashing sounds, the sound of tables and chairs breaking, the sound of things being thrown and smashed, the sound of fists and palms colliding, the sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of shouting and cursing interweaved together. With a crack, a large hole was smashed on the wooden screen by a broken corner of the table.
In just a moment, the storm-like sound stopped, and the bedroom was silent. Yan Shiwei stood in the hall, protected by four armed guards. Hearing the silence in the bedroom, they couldn't help but look at each other.
"Go! See what's going on inside? "
Yan Shiwei nervously pushed the two guards in front of him. The two guards gripped their knives and braced themselves to go around the screen. They looked around and saw that the bedroom was in a mess. The seven or eight thugs who broke in were lying on the bed, some were hanging limply from the top of the tent, some were hanging upside down on the dressing table, some were lying on the floor full of wood shavings, and one was sitting on the floor leaning against the screen. All of them were unconscious, but the burly man who broke into the bedroom had disappeared.
"Deputy leader, that … that person is gone!"
The two guards looked as if they had seen a ghost. They stared at the room in shock and fear, afraid that the person would suddenly jump out of nowhere like a demon.
"Gone? How is that possible! "
The only way out of Yan Shiwei's bedroom was through the central room. There were no small doors or windows, so how could a living person disappear?
Yan Shiwei rushed over to take a look. Everything in the room that could be broken had been broken, and the curtain was on the ground. There was indeed no place for a person to hide. The four guards and Yan Shiwei looked at the room in a daze. Yan Shiwei suddenly shivered and cried out involuntarily, "Could it be … could it be some kind of demon?"
Someone at the side poked his head into the messy bedroom and said to Yan Shiwei, "Are there any demons or evil spirits here? Deputy leader, you should invite a Daoist priest to perform a ritual. "
"Bullsh * t! You … ah! "
Yan Shiwei was furious. He was about to turn around and scold him when he suddenly realized that the person who spoke wasn't his guard at all. The guard had fallen to the ground, unconscious. The person who was standing there and looking into the bedroom curiously was the man who had just disappeared from the bedroom …
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When the sky was about to brighten, someone impatiently knocked on the door of the vice president of the Flood Dragon Society. About half an hour later, Jun Ruyan hurriedly walked out of the house with dozens of hired thugs and rushed to Vice President Wen's house.
Halfway there, they met Li Hei who had come out from another alley. Li Hei also had a few dozen people with him. The two of them did not speak when they met, only nodding with cold expressions. They then cooperated and hurried towards Guild Master Wen's house. Soon, Yan Shiwei also appeared in town with dozens of thugs. All of them looked gloomy and hurried toward Leader Wen's house.
The people who got up early noticed the abnormality and immediately thought of the great loss the Flood Dragon Society had suffered yesterday. Could it be that … the Flood Dragon Society had set the time for them to take revenge on the Shun Gate this morning?
Curiosity and excitement tickled them like a cat in lust. They all informed their neighbors and waited eagerly. However, they did not see the troops marching to the Shun Gate until the sun was high up in the sky. Instead, they received a piece of unbelievable news: Wen Changxing, the leader of the Flood Dragon Union … was dead!
The first to discover Leader Wen's death were the eighth and ninth wives of the Wen family. Leader Wen's eighth wife and ninth wife were a pair of twin sisters. They were originally prostitutes in the martial arts world, but Leader Wen took a liking to them and took them in as his wives. Leader Wen loved having them serve him in bed.
Last night, it was the two sisters who served him on the bed. Today, at dawn, when the ninth wife was about to get up, she found that Leader Wen, who had been sleeping between them, was already dead. Leader Wen was unscathed and died of old age at the age of 42!
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