Chapter 204 Finally Meet

It turned out that this young man who suddenly stood up turned out to be Song Jie. I just don't know how he went to invite the dragon Taoist with Bai Su and Jinzhu Dabao Lama just now, but now he got here before Wang Chan!!

"What's strange about this? Although I worked in the National Security Bureau, I didn't delay in joining the Big Circle Gang in North America before I took office. Besides, I was originally working in the Overseas Bureau, and it was very useful for me to have such a big identity. What's more, overseas Chinese are also Chinese in the final analysis, and they need to be strongly united..."

Song Jie, who was holding a sword bag in his arms, smiled at Wang Chan, but his eyes were as cold as a blade.

In modern society, although it is known as peace, it is impossible to launch a large-scale war in the short term, but the competition between countries is not reduced but increasing, which is more intense. Therefore, the deployment of a large number of spies in hostile countries has become a common international case. Song Jie's overseas bureau of the National Security Bureau, on the surface, is just an ordinary business liaison, but in fact, he is one of the best agents in North America. In order to facilitate action, he joined the Chinese circle gang that is rampant in North America. This is also a combination of two advantages, and the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, which is not unusual.

You should know that the Chinese people have always been the most flexible. During the domestic war, they unanimously protested against the outside world. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party of China also have conditional compromises. Have people [***] joined the Kuomintang in their personal capacity? As for the high-level members of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party of China who had the gang community Yanjing in the old era, there are many of them. Even Sun Yixian himself has the status of an "elder" of Hongmen.

As for Song Jie's self-reported North American circle gang, Wang Chan is also no stranger.

The "Big Circle Gang" is still an authentic emerging community organization. Although it is far less than the old forces of the Northeast Gang and Hongmen General Hall for hundreds of years, it has developed rapidly as soon as it appeared in the 1970s and 1980s in the last few decades. In just a few decades, the power has expanded abroad. It's a mess that people can't even pay attention to it.

The earliest "big circle" was actually the "red guards" who went overseas during the ** period in China and the educated youths who could not survive. It also included some soldiers who were discharged from the army, mainly from Guangdong, Hunan, Shanghai, and other provinces.

Ten years of turmoil, the people were unable to make a living. In the late period of the Cultural Revolution, these people began to smuggle to Hong Kong. With the "bold" cultivated in China, they tried to start their new life in Hong Kong. However, due to the huge differences in language and cultural concepts, coupled with the discrimination of Hong Kong's ordinary citizens at that time, these people were difficult to gain a foothold and forced to make a living. Under pressure, many people began their early underworld careers.

At the beginning, the Big Circle Gang was not as hierarchical and well-organized as described in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies. When they first debuted, most of them were alone and had nothing to worry about, so when they fought with the local gangsters, they were ruthless and ruthless and fearless of life and death. They said that they "grow under the red flag and the roots are red". If The local area could not hide, so he went to the mainland and made the police at a loss.

There were too many cases in Hong Kong later. In the late 1980s, these people turned to North America and entered the west coast of Canada. They continued to fight with the Vietnamese gangs, Iranian gangs and Indian gangs that dominated Chinatowns. Finally, they unified the Chinese world in Canada and the largest local gangster organization "Hell" In the past ten years, the whole gang has completely transformed into a total westernized underworld community organization, smuggling arms, selling drugs, and doing whatever it makes money.

And this gang, after being fully westernized, completely abandoned some of the old traditions of domestic gangs more than a decade ago, and adopted a modern company group-style management method. Most of the gangs have a formal occupation and a fixed salary provided by the community. Family to make a living. But acting secretly is more vicious. Interpol and national police departments are registered, and there are special departments and manpower to crack down on them.

"No matter how much you make trouble in China, it doesn't matter to me, but you killed my master, and I, Song Jie, dare to forget it. I also know that I may not be able to kill you all my life, but I will never even have the courage to face you. Wang Chan, you used my right hand with the sword in China. This time I practiced the left hand sword again. I don't know if Master Wang dares to fight with me again?

Song Jie spoke very fast and decisively. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes stared at Wang Chan's face. He seems to be warlike.

"I don't know what you think, but if you want to take action on me, there is only one chance." Facing the continuous condensation of Song Jie's body, Wang Chan said, "Oh": "Which famous sword on Wudang Mountain are you holding in your arms? Since you are confident, let's do it!"

Wang Chan spoke as simply and directly as before, and he disdained to ask anything.

Although Song Jie's swordsmanship is good, it is far from his master Yue Po. Compared with the current Wang Chan, he is not even qualified to take action. However, this man was born in a family. He has been used to many tricks since he was a child. Even if he can't measure himself, he should know that he can't afford to provoke Wang Chan. Now he has come to challenge Wang Chan alone. If there is no trick behind this, Wang Chan will not believe it.

However, Wang Chan has always been too lazy to pay attention to the sland in other people's hearts. If you want to fight, I will fight. If you think too much, it's useless to say too much.

It is true that you can fight, have a hard fist, and kill people.

This is the only naked "law of the jungle" in Wang Chan's heart.

No one of your tricks, I can only break them with one force.

Wang Chan can now be said to be full of enemies all over the world. I don't know how many people curse at night and tell him to die, but today the first part of the people who came to the scene are all the first-class "gold medal hitters" in the North American big circle gang. They represent the facade of the whole big circle gang, and their posture is also very large. In addition, Song Jie's special identity, come forward to choose Zhan Wang Chan is only equivalent to showing the attitude of the Big Circle Gang in this matter.

"By your blessing, my right hand was useless, but I was blessed by misfortune. Under the guidance of my elders, I practiced a more powerful backhand sword. In addition, the sword in my hand, with the name of Zhenwu, is extremely sharp. You should be careful.

While talking, Song Jie shook his hand gently and revealed a bronze scabbard from the sword bag, a four-foot-long sword.

Even the scabbard of this sword is cast in bronze, and there is some rust on it. Obviously, it is old. It is held in Song Jie's arms. Before it comes out of the sheath, there is an unstoppable cold air.

"The Wudang School believes in the Zhenwu Emperor and respects turtles and snakes. Since your sword is also in the name of Zhenwu, its natural origin is extraordinary. Let me see how much effort your backhand sword can play this sword?" Wang Chan looked at Song Jie and said casually.

Just as he was talking, Song Jie did not answer. His face suddenly sharpened. His toes grasped the ground, and his feet were seven or eight feet away. His feet shook repeatedly. In a blink of an eye, he came to Wang Chan. The next moment, the blade of the sword came out of its sheath and sonorous sounded, as if he had suddenly hit a calendar in the middle of the whole venue. Flashing, a sword light rose to the sky, blue and white, straight like a white rainbow in the sky, shooting out of Wang Chan.

The vast majority of ordinary people are born with a developed left brain, so most people mainly use the right hand, and few people practice the left hand sword. But because of this, once the left-handed sword is practiced, because of the habitual thinking, the power that can be exerted is far greater than that of the right-handed sword, which is more strange and unpreparable.

As far as Song Jie's swordsmanship is concerned, it is actually just a very common move in Wudang's swordsmanship. After being used by him with his right hand, the angle has changed greatly. It is different. Without the original swordsmanship, there is a little more elusive tricky and viciousness. In addition, the real martial arts sword in his hand is extremely sharp, and the direction of the sword has really added a lot of power compared with his past.

"A little progress, but that's all!" Wang Chan frowned. Facing the sword stabbed by Song Jie with all his strength, he didn't even bother to look at it. He only stretched out one finger. At the moment when the sword light was about to be added, it must have bounced directly to the side of the sword.

Suddenly, the sound of the sword was Xiaoxiao, and the sound of Zheng Zheng was piercing. A real martial arts sword in Song Jie's hand shocked in an instant, just like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, and the bell of the ancient temple bells. The huge incredible force went all the way down the sword body. In a blink of an eye, he shook the tiger's mouth in the palm of his left hand to crack, and the blood was gurgling, holding the sword. Steady, fall to the ground.

It was just a move. Song Jie lost a lot, and he didn't even have time to hand out a sword. Such a result only saw that he knew Song Jie's powerful gang outside the court. They were all stunned and shocked.

"Your Excellency hides his head and shows his tail and refuses to show up for a long time. Do you want your nephew to test me in front of your eyes?" Wang Chan flicked off the real martial arts sword in Song Jie's hand with one finger, and then grabbed it down with one paw on his head, trying to kill Song Jie. However, as soon as his hand moved, his ears trembled. He stopped his hand in an instant, spoke, and turned around and looked at the door.

The door of the venue is wide open. Through the outermost automatic glass door, you can also see the wind and snow outside. However, in the wind and snow, a middle-aged Taoist in a green sermon robe stepped out of the wind and snow and stood at the entrance of the gate.

This man came wrapped in wind and snow. He didn't know how long he had walked in the snowstorm and how long he had waited outside, but he couldn't see a trace of snowflakes falling all over his body, including his head and shoulders. Hearing Wang Chan speak, he didn't open his mouth. He only looked at Wang Chan from afar, and his eyebrows were indifferent.

(to be continued)