Zhu Zhongba drove away the descendants of Genghis Khan and established the last feudal dynasty of the Han nationality in history, the Ming Dynasty. Among the spy organizations that had been with the Ming Dynasty for the longest time, the Jinyi Guard had the longest history. It could be said that they had been through the entire history of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years. Although they were later hindered by other spy organizations, it was undeniable that they were still an extremely powerful spy organization.
Jiang Cheng and Liu Dazhi watched Zhang Jian walk in front of Lin Yang with a machete in his hand. He pointed the machete at Lin Yang's nose and said, "Not bad, buddy. You have some skills. You dare to show off in our territory after learning a few machete skills? Today, I will teach you a lesson. Let's see if your machete skills are better or my machete skills are better."
After that, he didn't hold back and waved the machete in his hand. When Lin Yang saw Zhang Jian's gesture, he knew that the person who came was not simple. He didn't dare to be arrogant and hurriedly picked up the machete in his hand to block Zhang Jian's machete.
When Zhang Jian saw that his attack didn't work, he didn't hesitate. He pulled out his knife and turned around to sweep his leg. Lin Yang was scared and hurriedly dodged. But this dodge made him confused. Zhang Jian swept his leg three times in a row. Lin Yang was already a little flustered. Zhang Jian took the opportunity and waved his knife to cut Lin Yang's left arm. Lin Yang couldn't help but expose his weakness under the pain. Zhang Jian immediately stabbed his left thigh.
The speed of these two machetes was so fast that Lin Yang couldn't resist them. He just learned a little bit of Shaolin Podao from an old master in the north. This time, because he committed a crime in the north, he came to the south to hide from the limelight.
Lin Yang was very confident in his machete skills. Since he started his career, he had killed hundreds of people, but he had never met someone who was so good at using a machete. Just now, he was stabbed twice in a row. The injury on his arm was a small matter, but the one on his thigh was really painful. Lin Yang suddenly felt tired. He covered the wound on his thigh and fell to the ground.
Zhang Jian saw that Lin Yang had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. He waved his saber and said to him, "You stole a few moves of Shaolin Temple's saber skills, and you dare to come out? You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, bah!"
Zhang Jian spat a mouthful of phlegm in front of Lin Yang, walked back to his camp, and said to Jiang Cheng as if he was asking for credit, "Brother Jiang, what do you think? My sword skills are good, right?"
Jiang Cheng, Liu Dazhi, and the others were dumbfounded. They never thought that this skinny young man would have such a skill. Jiang Cheng praised, "Little Zhang, not bad. You have some skills. Awesome. Oh, right, you said your ancestor was a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. What position did your ancestor hold in the Embroidered Uniform Guard? "
Zhang Jian scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I don't know. It's been too long. I only know that my ancestor was from Beijing. Later, he followed Zhu Di in the rebellion and succeeded. Then, he got the hereditary title of 'Qianhu'. Until the end of the Ming Dynasty, he was still a 'Qianhu'.
Liu Dazhi asked confusedly, "Your ancestor was from the north. Why did he come to the south? Did he move his whole family to the south? "
"Yes, when the Qing army entered the pass, my ancestor escaped with his family. He ran all the way to the south and came here. He wanted to continue to Fujian, but later, Zheng Zhilong in Fujian also surrendered. My ancestor said that he wouldn't run anymore. Wherever he went, he would be surrounded by the Qing army. So, he settled down in Jiangnan."
"So your sword skills have been passed down from your ancestor?" Zheng Xiaohu also came over and asked jokingly.
"Yes, my great-grandfather said that we shouldn't forget our ancestors' etiquette and sword skills. Almost all the men with the surname Zhang can use a sword, except for those who are weak and can't practice martial arts."
It was hundreds of years ago. Unexpectedly, the Zhang family had not forgotten their ancestral knife skills. It was really an admirable family, unlike the people nowadays, who didn't even know the names of their ancestors. They only knew those stars, luxury cars, and iPhones. They didn't even ask about the history of their ancestors. In China, where filial piety was emphasized, it was really a kind of inexplicable irony. Everyone knew that Zhang Jian's family had such a history, and they couldn't help but be in awe of the Zhang family's ancestors. It was really an inexplicable irony in China, which emphasized filial piety.
Jiang Cheng patted Zhang Jian on the shoulder and said, "You're right. You can't forget your roots, let alone your ancestors. Otherwise, you won't deserve the title of a Chinese man. Zhang Jian, you're a real man."
Zhang Jian was praised by his boss, and he couldn't help but smile so much that he couldn't close his mouth. He held the saber and brandished it in the air, making a 'huo huo' sound.
Jiang Cheng waved to his men and took them to surround the cement building. He walked to Lin Yang, squatted in front of him and asked, "Tell me, who asked you to smash my bar?"
Lin Yang's thigh was bleeding because his meridians were cut. When he saw the military knife in Jiang Cheng's hand, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. His face was covered in cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth.
When Jiang Cheng saw that this guy didn't say anything, he waved his hand and said to his men, "Beat them, but don't kill them."
As soon as the boss gave the order, hundreds of people picked up all kinds of weapons in their hands and waved them at the gangsters who were surrounded. After a while, the whole dock was filled with screams. When the truck drivers who were pulling the sand on the river saw this kind of fight, they were scared. They climbed out of their trucks, supported each other, and ran away. They didn't even want their cars anymore.
It was autumn, and the weather was still a little hot. Most of the people were wearing short-sleeved shirts and shorts. Zheng Xiaohu and Liu Dazhi rushed into the crowd with a group of wolf cubs. They flew up and down and soon set off a bloody rain. The whole dock was almost dyed red.
Lin Yang looked at his men who were cut into pieces and blood flowed on the ground. He hurriedly waved his hand and shouted to Jiang Cheng, "Stop fighting, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, a gangster named Brother Biao offered a big price. He offered 300,000 yuan to let me take your life."
"F * ck, I knew it was that old guy. Last time I didn't kill him, it's too easy for him. Damn, it's hard for him to not die this time!" Jiang Cheng scolded angrily, and then he asked his men to stop.
Liu Dazhi and Zheng Xiaohu led their men to stop. They came in front of Jiang Cheng and asked, "Brother Jiang, how is it? Which bastard is behind this?"
Jiang Cheng lit a cigarette and said to Lin Yang, who was lying on the ground, "Surnamed Lin, remember, when you go back, tell that old bastard Fan Debiao to wash his ass clean. I, Jiang Cheng, will take his dog life at any time. Hmph, let's go."
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