Chapter 131 Hongmen Dinner

"No, don't come back now!"

As soon as he heard Wang Chan's words, there was a sudden crackling sound of heavy objects falling to the ground on the other side of the phone. Then Zhou Lin's voice hurriedly "angrily" and said, "I tried my best to send you out. If you want to run back again, no one can save you at this time..."

"Although there is trouble now, don't care too much. With Uncle Zhang to protect me, no one dares to touch me. The domestic form is ever-changing. Although the Lin family has begun to gradually take power, the forces in all aspects, large and small, only maintain a balance on the surface. The reason why they want to pursue you is that your behavior has destroyed the general situation of stability and unity to some extent, and they have to do so. But now you are far away from abroad, and everyone is out of reach, so as long as you can carry through the next round of arrest, then you will have a long period of time and recuperate. After three or five years, you don't want to come back at that time.

"So, Wang Chan, don't worry. Although you are powerful, in China, once the national machine wants to deal with you, the immortals will have no help. As long as you show your head now, the army will be mobilized immediately. The land, sea and air will be completely blocked. No one can resist. If you say it, you can catch it. The situation in Russia and China is completely different. Since the collapse of the Soviet Union, the whole Far East has been turbulent, and there will never be a large-scale military mobilization, especially in Siberia, where there are many Chinese and gangsters are rampant. As long as you don't go too far, you won't have big trouble.

Wang Chan said "Oh" and smiled: "I don't owe anyone in my life. If you have nothing to do, I will naturally not go back. However, Xu Changchun and his party are always a scourge, and it should be solved as soon as possible. Do you have any news about him?

"This is not, but I know that before that Shaolin Temple had organized a delegation to go to several major cities in Russia and want to build overseas Shaolin Temple. If you want to find Xu Changchun, you might as well try it in this regard. Tell Wu Zhong that they will help you do everything. Well, don't worry about what's going on here. As long as you're fine, I'll be fine..."

Zhou Lin obviously contacted Wang Chan through Mr. Zhang's special line. Although he was not afraid of being monitored, it would not be too good after a long time. Now he told Wang Chan to say a few words and told him to "be careful", and then hung up the phone.

At this moment, as soon as the door rang, Wu Zhong came in with a big red bronzing invitation: "Brother Meng, I'm afraid someone has suspected of us... The Chinese Chamber of Commerce has a banquet tonight, saying that it would welcome a delegation from the Shaolin Temple in China, and invited all the Chinese martial arts halls in Siberia in their name. And the organization, in peacetime, small organizations like ours will only communicate secretly and will never send posts...

"Haha!" Wang Chan was thinking in his heart. Hearing the words, his eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed and said, "It's really timeless to step on the iron shoes. Just now, I was worried about this matter. I don't know where to look for it. Unexpectedly, they took the first step and sent them to the door by themselves. In that case, it's not good for me not to go. That's all, Wu Zhong, you can come with me tonight..."

"Xu Changchun has long known that I am in Siberia. Through the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, he obviously doesn't want to make things too big on the surface and attract the attention of the local political axe."

The rich Chinese businessmen in Russia are very rich and more magnificent than some rich people in China who have stated the same, which can be seen from the scale of the dinner specially held by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce on the bank of the Yinu River tonight.

The total number of Chinese in Siberia is more than one million, and about one-third of them are engaged in business activities and are members of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. Here, a president and four vice presidents of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce are the five richest of all Chinese. The Sun family, the Qian family, the Wang family, the Chen family, the Shen family, and the family are all super rich among the rich. They all have dozens or hundreds of billions of fixed assets and huge connections. Compared with some heavyweight millionaires in China, it is not inferior at all.

Siberia has been a bitter and cold place since ancient times. Before the Qing Dynasty, most of it has always been a place in China. At least when Suwu shepherded sheep, Lake Baikal was the "North Sea" recorded in ancient Chinese books. Although the weather here is cold, it is rich in products, and almost all Russians have migrated here.

After the Qing Dynasty "ceded" Jiangdong, a large number of Chinese were forced to be transferred to the tsar's rule. Relying on their hard-working hands and with their own wisdom and sweat, in more than a hundred years, they developed a vast world in the Siberian Far East. This makes the Russians constantly worry and jealous, believing that the Chinese have scrambled for their employment opportunities. As a result, they frequently create public opinion and disputes, and constantly throw out the so-called "yellow disaster" and China's threat theory.

After greedily occupying this huge territory, generations of Russian authorities are afraid that their land will not be "taken back" by their original owners. This is a fear that they are willing to admit from the bottom of their hearts.

Siberia is vast and sparsely populated. Even Novosibirsk, the third largest city in Russia, has a population of only more than one million. The per capita land area is enough to make the vast majority of people in China envious.

As far as tonight's banquet is concerned, the Chinese Chamber of Commerce occupies a large manor on the Yinu River with a typical European and Chinese-world style. The area along the river is full of tall and straight sub-cold and straight larch forests. It is said that the ancient castle-style building was built by a Russian Grand Duke.

When Wang Chan and Wu Zhong passed by car, the tall iron gate was led by a tall security guard to stop in the parking lot, Wang Chan's eyes were full of strange exotic customs. Although his eyes were still full of yellow-skinned and black-haired Chinese, he could occasionally see a few or blonde eyes, or The snow-skinned Russian girl, who was eye-catching, couldn't help but feel as if she was in medieval Europe and was attending an aristocratic party.

The eyes are full of luxury and rotten to the extreme.

"In the rule of others, I don't know how to restrain my behavior. It's obvious that it's a piece of super fat meat, and it's strange not to be remembered. These people are obsessed with pleasure, but in a hurry for a hundred years, there is a pile of loess in an instant. The world is stupid, and they are really consistent. Wang Chan got out of the car, looked around, frowned, and snorted coldly.

Master Lonely! It's not all because there is no enemy. The biggest reason is that martial artists practice boxing. First of all, they have to endure loneliness. They are fascinated and dizzy. Once they are addicted to it, everything is in vain.

Therefore, a real master with a pure and spotless heart will never bend down for any wealth and power.

"At this banquet tonight, the initiators and conveners are both Sun Changgeng, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. He is not only the largest Chinese tycoon in Siberia, but also said to have a simple origin. Some people once said in private that his other level of identity is also an important member of Russia's largest Chinese gang 'Northeast Gang'. I don't know whether it is true or not, but he has always had a good relationship with China, and he is quite popular in the Russian political axe in Siberia. I heard that he has been competing for this session of Novosibirsk recently. The mayor. He bought this manor from a declining aristocratic prince. It covers an area of more than ten hectares and includes a large area of primitive pine forest behind. Well, this guy is rich enough. I'm afraid that any rich man can't own such a large piece of land in China!"

Wu Zhong turned off the car, and then came down. He stood behind Wang Chan and whispered to him the origin of the manor and the history of Sun Changgeng, the owner of the manor.

Wang Chan nodded. He didn't care much about these things. The reason why he came here was to find Xu Changchun who came to Russia to arrest him. If he wanted to find an opportunity, it was better to do it first and end the disaster earlier.

Therefore, when he looked around, his eyes were mostly swept by the people in the manor, and only occasionally glanced at some decorated buildings and sculptures on the side, which seemed a little careless.

From the parking lot, there is a marble board road, which is very wide and long, extending to the main venue of the banquet. In the ancient castle, the road is neatly built on both sides, with pine and fir trees, and there is also a strong green in winter.

In addition, there are many fountains and snow-white marble statues in the manor.

Wang Chan even saw that on the side of the manor, there was a huge horse farm surrounded by birch. Dozens of tall horses were led by their respective horse masters, walking and jumping elegantly.

Although it is dark now, there are bright and soft lights everywhere inside the manor, covering most of the areas on both sides of the road in a strange prosperity, as if it were a city that does not sleep on the banks of the Iniu River.

The security and service staff in the manor, including Chinese and Russians, are all neat and unified black waiters, white gloves, neatly dressed and neatly. Most of them also stood respectfully on both sides of the road of the ancient castle at this time. Every time a guest arrived, a person would be automatically separated immediately, leading the guest to the hundreds of meters of red carpet and into the banquet hall.

"What a great style, this banquet of Sun Changgeng today has taken a lot of thought!" Wang Chan glanced and saw six or seven personal helicopters parked on the flat cement apron on the side of the castle.

"This banquet is held in a hurry. I'm afraid it's not simple inside. These helicopters are all from Sun Changgeng and several rich people of the Chinese Business Association. They are used to pick up some guests who are far away and too late. These are all influential Chinese in Siberia. Table."

"I heard that the former president of Russia, the current Prime Minister, is not only the head of an old Soviet spy organization, but also a karate master. When he visited China a few years ago, he highly praised Shaolin Kung Fu and invited Shaolin Temple to open a martial arts school in Russia several times. This time, the domestic inspection team came for this matter, but in this way, I'm afraid it will have a great impact on the original Chinese martial arts halls in various places, especially our Black Tiger Hall downstairs... This time, it will definitely come back. Tut-t! The old man's temper is so hot that he is caught in the fire. If it's really like this, I'm afraid we will have a lively look.

Wu Zhong accompanied Wang Chan as he walked in and kept nagging.

"Why are there guests here and Lao Maozi?" Wang Chan found that there were still many Russians among the guests: "Isn't it a Chinese party this time?"

"Those are the heads of municipal axes. The inspection team of Shaolin Temple got the permission and support of their president and prime minister. When they arrived in Novosibirsk, of course they would be there."

"Oh, Wu Zhong, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you here for a long time." Just as Wang Chan and Wu Zhong got out of the car and walked to the castle of the venue, four or five people immediately greeted them enthusiastically from a distance.

The leader is a middle-aged man in his forties. He was white and fat, with two mustaches on his lips. It was the Chinese fat man Wang Chan saw in front of the Black Tiger Hall in front of the Black Tiger Hall when he came here on the first day.

It's just that on that day, he was arrogant, but this time he was full of smiles. When talking, the enthusiasm was completely different from before.

This white fat man obviously waited for Wu Zhong here, and then greeted him while secretly looking at Wang Chan walking in front of Wu Zhong.

"Mr. Lao Bai has been waiting for a long time. Mr. Wu was busy a few days ago and forgot Mr. Han's warning for a while. He didn't come to the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in time. Please forgive me. Well, this time Wu Zhong came here specially to plead guilty..." Wu Zhong naturally didn't have a good voice when he spoke, and the split face with a gun and a stick was a sarcasm.

"Brother, what are you talking about? We are all Chinese, and the Chinese in the world are a family. How can there be an overnight hatred! It was all my fault last time. I also asked Brother Wu to take care of it. It happened to take advantage of tonight's reception. Brother, I will definitely make a toast to you.

As if he didn't hear the sarcasm between Wu Zhong's words, Fatty Bai's face was still full of smiles. He hit a ha ha in his mouth smoothly, and then stretched out his hand to make a gesture, inviting Wang Chan and Wu Zhong to enter.

"Well, this guy is one of the people who talk to the outside world. His surname is Bai and his name is Bai Fushan. Because he is white and fat, everyone calls him Bai Fatty. Although he is full of smiles, in fact, it is not the most important thing. He turns his face and doesn't recognize people. The most important thing is the honey-bellied sword. Among the Chinese businessmen in Siberia, there is a nickname called Smiling Tiger, Smiling Face, Talking and Laughing.

Wu Zhong really despised the white fat man to the extreme in his heart. He didn't care about the way in front of the other party. He only stood beside Wang Chan and introduced him to the origin of this smiling tiger. I'm not afraid that my voice is too loud and I will be heard.

When I entered the castle hall, it was indeed a luxurious cocktail dinner, which was also in the form of a cold dinner, which was basically the same as the time Wang Chan attended in the State Guesthouse in China, but the guests here were not dignitaries, but businessmen.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing in the whole banquet is the group of Shaolin monks who are shaved, wearing monk clothes, with obvious scars on the top of their heads.

There are more than a dozen such monks in the hall, all of whom are full of temples, refined, and their limbs are like iron. The older ones are still wearing red golden robes on their bodies. Among a group of people, they seem to stand out from the crowd and are different.

These people are indeed the master monks of the monks in the Shaolin Temple, all of whom are registered monks. If you are not a real monk, you will not be ordained with incense on your head.

Now, Wang Chan also noticed that the people who are mixed with these monks are a group of people with sharp eyes, deep temperament and strong breath. Among these people, there are 50 or 60 years old, middle-aged people in their 30s and 40s, and about a dozen young men and women, all standing outside, quietly listening to what was being said inside.

Wang Chan just glanced at it and immediately saw that this group of people were all extraordinary boxers.

"Ma Hui is still here. The people next to him are the owners of the whole Siberian Chinese martial arts school. Wu Zhong looked around for a week and immediately explained when he saw Wang Chan's eyes.

"Hmm." Wang Chan nodded.

At this time, his eyes suddenly began to shift to the corner behind this group of people, where there was a figure who was obviously outside the banquet.

It was a straight and meticulous middle-aged man, wearing a black stand-up collar Zhongshan suit, and his hair was combed brightly, all on his back.

It seemed to feel Wang Chan's eyes all of a sudden. The middle-aged man, who seemed to be only thirty-four or thirty-five years old, turned around very quickly, raised the goblet in his hand from afar, raised it slightly to Wang Chan, and then a few smiles appeared on his face. As soon as he looked up, he shook the cup for a long time, like blood. The red wine was swallowed.

Seeing this, Wang Chan also smiled and nodded. Then he looked around and saw that the hall was full of Chinese merchants in suits and leather shoes. He was about to take action when his eyes flashed, but he found that the middle-aged man in the corner had disappeared.

"Hey hey, it turns out that people are afraid of spreading here and dare not do it. Then I'd like to see what you have prepared for me next and how you will catch me and kill me.

It can suddenly disappear at the bottom of Wang Chan's eyelids. Obviously, he will not be an ordinary person. Therefore, as soon as he entered the banquet hall, Wang Chan had basically achieved the purpose of his trip. This so-called Chinese party and banquet dinner was really held for myself.

(to be continued)