Chapter 52
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After talking to Zhang Jue, Yang Xue made up her mind. She wanted to find out the truth behind her father's disappearance. Her first task was to become stronger.
She called Guan Peng, the leader of the "Hongying" task force.
Guan Peng already knew about Yang Wenbai's situation. He comforted Yang Xue a little. After chatting for a while, he found out that Yang Xue was asking him for "help".
He roughly guessed Yang Xue's purpose and left an address for Yang Xue.
On the weekend, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue drove to a small village about a hundred kilometers south of Jiangzhou City.
The small village looked very dilapidated. There were only a few families left. Looking at the architectural style, it should have some history. Therefore, the country had been protecting it.
Most of the people living here were old, weak, sick, and disabled. The young people had already moved to the city.
According to Guan Peng's instructions, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue carried 500 grams of beef tendon and a bottle of good quality white wine to the house at the back of the village. Unfortunately, there was no one in the house.
The two of them walked in the village and wanted to find someone to ask. Suddenly, they heard a loud shout.
"Old Chen! You're eating my chick again. I'm going to lay eggs for my grandson! "
"Your precious grandson is white and fat. He doesn't look like your son at all. Go back and ask your granddaughter-in-law. Don't fall in the same place twice. Hahahaha …"
This person was good at scolding. Zhang Jue secretly gave him a thumbs up. He wanted to find a small notebook and write it down.
Yang Xue frowned slightly. As a girl, it was not easy for her to accept this kind of joke.
Old Chen was being chased by a broom. He ran all the way. His legs were very agile. Soon, he was far behind his neighbor. He even turned around and mocked him, "You're a bastard. You can't run fast. La la la!"
The two of them were about to leave because they still had business to attend to.
They didn't expect Old Chen to turn back.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is at least 10 years old red sorghum. Good wine, good wine!"
He lowered his head and sniffed the bag in Zhang Jue's hand. He enjoyed it very much.
Just by smelling it, he could tell what kind of wine Zhang Jue was holding and what year it was. This old man was definitely an expert when it came to drinking wine.
Zhang Jue smiled and pointed to the back of the village.
"Elder, I want to confirm with you. Is that Chen Xiao 'er's house? Do you know where he went?"
The old man's expression changed. "Why are you looking for him?"
There was a door.
Zhang Jue and Yang Xue looked at each other and smiled. "Don't misunderstand. We were introduced to him by someone. We need his help with something. You see …"
Zhang Jue raised the things in his hand and said, "Is there anyone who brings these things here to cause trouble?"
"Oh, I see." The old man chuckled. "Let's not beat around the bush. I'm Chen Xiaoer. Why are you looking for me? Let me see what other good things you've brought — "
As he spoke, he was about to rummage through the bag.
Yang Xue hurriedly stopped him. "Elder, are you Chen Xiao 'er?"
"Yes." The old man patted his chest. "If you don't believe me, you can ask others. Old Chen is Chen Xiaoer."
Yang Xue asked, "Then do you know someone called Guan Peng?"
"Guan Peng?" The old man sneered. "You mean that brat? He's the most useless one among all my disciples. I've already kicked him out of my sect. There's nothing to say about him."
… …
Chen Xiaoer's real name was Chen Shangwu. He was a famous Chinese Martial Arts master. With his self-created Chen's fist and sword techniques, he was invincible.
He was in the limelight.
At that time, he had a duel with a foreign boxing champion, Chris. He lost miserably and retired from the martial arts world.
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