Chapter 174 Emei

"You don't have to worry about Wang Chan. From time to time, since they have the intention of reconciling with you, you should not refuse people thousands of miles away. So it's inhumane? You might as well listen to Lao Feng and see what they are going to do, and then you are making a decision. After all, the Northeast Gang is the largest Chinese organization in Russia. Lao Feng can't make the decision by himself. There are always some procedures to go through. It's really going to be deadlocked. It's not a good thing for everyone. However, I listened to Lao Feng's words just now. It seems that there are still people in your organization who do not agree to reconcile, so I want Xiangtang to be ready to extend my friend's ability?

At this time, the two sides opened their words. When they saw Wang Chan's eyes narrowed and Zhou Lin, who was sitting aside and knew his surname well, they also knew that they could not speak at this time. At that time, they quickly looked up to the sky and said such words in front of Wang Chan.

He was entrusted by Mr. Zhang in China. Of course, he didn't want the two families to really fight. On the day of the Northeast Jiangdong Ancestor Sacrifice Conference, the world's Chinese people noticed and provoked Wang Chan. However, whenever something happened, it would be earth-shaking, and the death and injury would be discussed. And such a result, obviously, whether at home or Russia, is unwilling to see it.

"This... Of course, among the nine core bosses of the Northeast Gang, there are five for and four against. Although I am the initiator of this meeting, I can't make the decision for others. Moreover, since ancient times, gangs have had gang rules. If such a large Northeast gang succumbs to Master Wang's feet and spreads it out, how can our 300,000 children in Jiangdong go out to see people?

Feng Jiugong knew that at this time, no matter how beautiful words he said, it was useless for Wang Chan. It happened that Zhou Lin mediated in the middle, and the results were all told.

Indeed, Jianghu has its own rules, especially for big gangs such as the Northeast Gang, and the internal rules are even stricter. What's more, it's better for people in the gang to show off, because they draw their knives when they don't agree, causing hundreds of people to fight between different forces, which is not a strange thing. Feng Jiugong said this, but it was also reasonable, and it was not too much.

"If you want to stretch my skills, just let me go!" Wang Chan's face moved slightly, "But if you want me to break into the incense hall of your Northeast Gang, then don't talk about it."

The so-called "Kaixiangtang" actually refers to the conference ceremony organized by some gang organizations that were widely popular before liberation, recruiting disciples or punishing traitors, and personnel changes. Although it is rare in China now, this tradition has been widely spread among the underground forces of the Chinese in overseas countries.

"Breaking into the Xiangtang" is equivalent to putting your "active" in a "passive" position. Everything must be done according to other people's rules. With Wang Chan's surname, he will naturally never be led by others.

"In this case, Master Wang might as well go with me and see some young people in our help first. As for whether to break into the incense hall or not, I will take advantage of this time to discuss it with several elders." Feng Jiugong frowned, and his face was also gloomy.

"Young people?" Wang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Master Feng wants you to help these young people to stretch my skills? Or have you already set up a 'fearance' for me in advance and asked me to break through one by one?

"I dare not, I dare not, Master Wang's words are heavy. Young people? They are full of blood, and it is inevitable to be competitive. These young people, both men and women, are the most outstanding rising stars of the gang without exception. In the future, each person will have a few unique skills. Two of them have excellent talent. One is Xie Min and the other is Su Xiu. Although she is a girl, she has been worshipped under the elders of Su Hanshan in Northeast China since she was a child. She has practiced authentic Emei Kung Fu, and I can't help it at ordinary times. Just think of it as Master Wang asking for martial arts, and then ask Master Wang to show mercy.

"A tree with five flowers and five leaves of Emei school kung fu? The boxing martial arts of the Emei School are between Shaolin Yanggang and Wudang Yinrou. They are also soft and strong, and the inside and outside are heavy. However, the sects that can keep pace with Shaolin Wudang. Since even Feng Jiugong said so, they must have got the true biography of Emei's martial arts, and the kung fu is quite good.

Of course, Wang Chan knows that the Emei School is the largest martial arts faction in the southwest of China.

"No matter whether I can reconcile with your gang today, just for this Emei martial arts, I also want to see it." Wang Chan suddenly seemed to be interested.

There is no doubt that the Emei School is extremely famous. The five families and eight schools dominate the northwest half of the country, and the kung fu inheritance is extremely wide. In any aspect, it is a very influential branch of the domestic martial arts world. What kind of two girls can get the true biography of Emei? He is also called Feng Jiugong, a master of gossip boxing, who has almost achieved great kung fu. Is he so praised? This really made Wang Chan naturally a little curious.

As for the master of the two girls, the elder of the Northeast Gang named Su Hanshan, Wang Chan also saw some introductions in the information provided by Zhou Lin. This Su Hanshan is not old. He is only in his fifties, nor is he a native Chinese descendant of Russia, but more than 30 years ago, during the ** period in China, he smuggled to Russia to make a living. Later, he joined the Northeast Gang. As soon as he joined the gang, he immediately showed his terrible strength, even the land of several major families of the Russian mafia. In the lower forces, there were several godfather-level figures, who were touched into the base camp by him overnight and killed a clean and neatly.

It can be said that the Northeast Gang has risen rapidly in recent decades and grew up from the cracks between the Russian political axe and the local gang to the point where it is today, which has a lot to do with the joining of Su Hanshan.

Although this person is not a descendant of the 64 Tun Han people in Jiangdong, the power in the Northeast Gang is even more than a few generations of the longest. The oldest seniors are not the leader than the leader. It is because of him that the Russian Mafia, the most influential gang organization in the world, is afraid of the Northeast Gang. I dare not launch a large-scale conflict easily.

Moreover, this Su Hanshan also controls the most powerful "Iron Blood Hall" in the Northeast Gang alone. There are not many disciples under his command, but they are all brave and good at fighting, and they are not afraid of death. They have been taught boxing martial arts by Su Hanshan. They are simply murderous characters. In addition, his "iron-blooded hall" is not as scattered as other halls and mountain gates in the gang. The members and disciples are mixed with fish and dragons. They usually have their own jobs and want to make money to support the family. Only when the gang acts, will they be organized together. There are hundreds of people up and down in the Iron Blood Hall, all of whom are the most professional gangsters. They eat, drink and sleep, all of which are solved by the help. The treatment is excellent.

It is also because of this that the professionalization of the gangsters fundamentally ensures the purity of the internal personnel of the "Iron Blood Hall", which is unprecedentedly powerful, and this hall is not easy to move. Once it is dispatched, it is to kill the opponent with a knife to see the blood, and the gun to death, and not to drive the opponent out. Kill it and never end it. Therefore, among the entire Russian underground forces, the Iron Blood Hall of the Northeast Gang is famous, and everyone changes their color.

Through the relationship, Zhou Lin transferred the information to Wang Chan through the Russian military channels, which is very complete and detailed. The above is clear about the power composition and core figures of the whole Northeast Gang. Wang Chan also found that when Su Hanshan was young, he was really similar to himself. He acted as a man, all of whom were unfettered and lawless. The best was to go deep into the enemy camp, directly hit the yellow dragon, and kill the enemy chieftain. Since joining the Northeast Gang, the leaders of the Russian rival gangs who were assassinated to death by him have relevant records. As many as 63 people were admitted by him. This is not to mention the dozens of gangster suspected cases that he secretly sneaked into and took off his head.

How cruel and ruthless is such a core leader of the gang who started his family by assassination and beheading? Unexpectedly, I practiced the weak to win the strong, and use both virtual and real. I have never been good at killing.

However, no matter how strong the iron-blooded he is introduced in the other party's information, Wang Chan is not afraid. He is a person who wants whatever he wants. His likes and dislikes are all up to his own thoughts, and he is not affected by the outside world at all. If the Northeast Gang sincerely seeks peace, he is also happy not to cause trouble. On the contrary, if he wants to set a trap to harm himself in the name of seeking peace, then Wang Chan doesn't mind taking some effort to cut off the core senior officials of the whole Northeast Gang one by one on the day before the Northeast Gang Jiangdong Ancestral Sacrifice Conference.

The Northeast Gang is to slowly test Wang Chan's ability. Is it worth giving up the big deal with the Lin family? After all, everything Wang Chan did before is a deadly "business". There are rumors about him, which have long been widely spread within the Northeast Gang. If it is really the same as the legend, no matter how big the profit and wealth can be compared with his own surname, it is naturally necessary to weigh it lightly.

But at the same time, Wang Chan is testing the Northeast Gang!

After all, the Northeast Gang has a big business, with hundreds of thousands of disciples, all over all sizes and cities in Russia. He hasn't really refined the fish intestine sword into his own flying sword yet, so he broke it halfway and walked out of the mountain forest. It's not long. That's all right. As long as he goes back in time, spends seven days and eight days, and he can recover. As before, I kept up with the previous progress, but after a long time, I couldn't make up for it. If you want to make up for it, a flying sword will be completely useless.

"That's just right. Those young people in the gang are in the practice room on the west side of my manor at this time. If Master Wang has no problem, I will take you to have a look now and help me point out their kung fu by the way."

Feng Jiugong didn't know that it was just in this change of thought. Wang Chan flashed a lot of things in his heart. As soon as he saw Wang Chan, he was finally relieved. At the moment, he was also taking advantage of the hot iron, he immediately prepared to arrange for Wang Chan to meet a few rising stars in his help. Then he could take advantage of this time to find someone to renegotate the opening of the incense hall.

When several people came out of Feng Jiugong's study one after another, the weather outside had become much colder. Snowflakes began to fly in the sky, and the sky gradually darkened.

In the farm covered by a large area of forest, the street lights have been automatically turned on, and the lights have been lit all the way to the depths of the forest, reflecting the snow. In the manor in the evening, there is a completely different scenery from that of the day.

Feng Jiugong can become one of the core bosses of the Northeast Gang. Of course, it is not only as rough as it seems. Although his words and manners are bold, he is also very good at adjusting the atmosphere. Along the way, he talked about things from the anecdotes in the martial arts world to the current political situation in Russia. Zhou Lin had a little temper, and the two of them talked as they walked, which seemed to be in harmony.

"This place in Siberia is only suitable for occasional travel. It's definitely not good for me to settle here. After all, there are still too few people in this place. The place is surprisingly big, the weather is cold, and it is inconvenient to do anything. Lao Feng, if you have time in the future, you might as well take time to go back to China. The current country is very different from the past.

Zhou Lin smiled and reached out and rubbed his big back.

"Haha, I want to go back to China, but it's not easy!" Feng Jiugong laughed and said, "However, you and Mr. Zhang have helped me so much this time that I will go back sooner or later to walk the road my father walked in China."

Looking at the two people talking happily, Wang Chan didn't seem to hear it. He just slowly followed, closed his eyes, and took a short time, but he had unconsciously melted his spirit into the night sky above his head, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Uncle Feng, are you here? Everyone is sitting in it, chatting and drinking tea, waiting for your message!"

Three people stopped in front of a two-story building at the end of the road. As soon as they stopped, they were gently pulled away by a young man with a strong body and a thick skeleton in front of them. However, the young man was shorter than a normal person. His figure was about 1.6 meters tall, but The shoulders are wide and the back is thick, and the joints are thick and unusual. Wang Chan glanced over and saw that the young man must have practiced hard skills such as iron cloth shirts and golden bells, but it was too early to practice. When he was a child, his bones were not fully developed, so he rehearsed and practiced. As a result, he became deformed, and he could no longer grow tall. So he is shorter than normal people.

However, this young man's arms are very long, his hands are drooping, not over his knees, and his palms are in all directions, like an anvil. He opened the two large iron doors that weighed nearly a ton, both of which were as easily as ordinary people opened their own doors, but showed great strength. Looking at the appearance of this young man, Wang Chan estimated that he still practiced Tongback boxing skills and iron sand palms in addition to the hard work of the outer door. Looking at the appearance of his hands, it was obvious that he had practiced the external skills to the peak. A pair of iron palms can open the monument and rubble.

The young man opened the big iron door, and his voice fell. As soon as his eyes swept over Wang Chan, he immediately trembled all over his body. The thick bones crackled a crisp sound like firecrackers, and her eyes were full of vigilance. Obviously, she had already seen a little horror in Wang Chan's eyes. The place.

Indeed, for Wang Chan, who is almost the same as "killing the god", when he did not restrain all the leaked essence, there was absolutely no martial artist in the world who dared to give up his vigilance under the situation of facing him.

"Sui Sui, relax. This is Master Wang Chan. If he wants to be unfavorable to you, it's useless for you to take precautions." Feng Jiugong patted the young man in front of him on the shoulder and pushed him, "The front leads the way!"

I followed him step by step and found that the outside seemed to be just an ordinary two-story building. There was a unique hole inside. Walking down the stairs, Feng Jiugong's practice room was completely built underground.

Reaching out and pushing open a door, you can see an extremely spacious and huge space.

The area of the whole practice room is at least more than 1,000 square meters. In addition to the bottom with three-in-one soil in the middle, a rubber floor, and a large Taiji gossip map of the circular practice site, in this space, several areas are artificially isolated, and there are specializing in various fitness equipment. In the fitness area, some of them are equipped with a whole shelf of knives, guns and halberd.

There is another place, near the central area, where a small pool is dug out, in which there are blue water ripples, raising big red carp, covered with transparent fiberglass on it, and carefully built a small pavilion, all of which are tall green vines, clusters, crowded together, full of greenery. In the eyes, it is a state of vitality.

This is obviously a place to be used as the host's meeting area, and the layout is quite elegant and pleasant. Unexpectedly, Feng Jiugong, such a powerful man, was so delicate in his mind that he decorated the place where he often practiced his kung fu so naturally.

At this time, the soft light shines from the high ceiling. In the middle of a small pavilion, there were several young men and women sitting together, whispering. Among them, the red mud stove and water vapor steamed, and a fresh tea fragrance came from afar, which made people feel calm.

As soon as he entered such a practice room, there was a huge contrast and harmony, and even Wang Chan was slightly stunned.

However, no matter how elegant and pleasant the environment is, it is also a side-by-side. Wang Chan turned his eyes and glanced through several young men and women in the gazebo in the distance. He immediately saw that there were two young women in the middle. One of them stood up at the right time when he pushed the door and looked over gently. This young woman is extremely beautiful, like a lotus flower in the pool, spotless, especially the woman's eyes, as clear as water, black and white. At a distance, she looked like a fairy in a dream. She was amazing. When she saw Wang Chan and others coming in, she just smiled and said nothing.

The other person, while holding a small ball fan in her hand, was slowly fanning the small mud stove. When the water vapor was colorful, she picked up the purple sand kettle in one hand, raised it high, and condescendingly, and injected several small tea cups on the table one by one. The movements were light and dexterous. At a little, in the water cup, The fragrant tea rolled, and it was a happy and complacent.

(to be continued)