Chapter 76 Sailing Away

When you are alive, you should always do something against your original will.

When he was a child, Yasha never thought that he would join the underworld one day when he grew up and do those shady things all day long. He likes to read comics very much. In his spare time, he also tried to draw some stories in his heart, imagining that one day he would become a great cartoonist, using woven stories to catch the eyes and hearts of tens of millions of people.

However, Yasha has no chance to become a cartoonist. At the age of 14, the supermarket at home caught fire, which not only burned up all the money that his parents had accumulated for a lifetime, but also burned his parents who were reluctant to give up their wealth.

The fire was not caused by an accident, but by a group of local gangsters. There is no dispute, no dispute, it's just because the drugged gangster wanted to see some gorgeous fireworks, so they lit the best supermarket on the street with gasoline.

The fire burned for a whole hour before it was extinguished. Yasha, who was only wearing a blanket, saw his parents carried out of the ruins with his own eyes. He couldn't even tell who they were. It was just two balls of coke.

The angry Yasha found two kitchen knives from the ruins and put them in his belt to avenge the gangsters. Unfortunately, he was not the protagonist in the juvenile hot-blooded cartoon. Although he found the gangsters, he only slashed his knife twice, and was slapped to the ground from behind, and then brutally beaten. If it hadn't happened to be a patrol police car passing by, he might have been beaten to death there. After lying in ** for half a month, Yasha, who could barely get up, found his distant cousin, who had rarely come and go before. At that time, his cousin was 19 years old and was the little leader of the local gang Jinhua Club, and asked him to avenge himself. My cousin agreed proudly and introduced Yecha to join the Golden Flower Club. In his cousin's words, he is just an outsider. Although the Golden Flower Club is powerful, it will not be used to help unrelated outsiders, but if he joins the club, it is natural for him to avenge his own people. The next thing was very simple. With the help of the Golden Flower Club, Yecha pulled the gangsters to the fire ruins of his supermarket and cut off their heads one by one. Seeing the group of arrogant gangsters kneeling in front of him and crying for mercy, Yesha suddenly felt that he was the protagonist of the cartoon, and felt that it was really a good choice to become a gang member. That night, in the middle of a pile of heads, Yecha swore with his enemies and his own blood that he would never let his family suffer any more harm from now on, although he had no family at that time. Joining gangsters, fighting, picking up girls, watching the scene, selling drugs, robbing territory, life passes away like running water, from initial panic to cruel numbness, making him gradually forget that he is still alone, as if it were just a cold machine. This coldness and cruelty made him fierce and cruel in his actions, which often brought infinite fear to the enemy, and also made him appreciated by high-level officials. He once became the No. 2 thug of the Golden Flower Club, second only to Isuzu Jiabei.

"What is Isuzu Jiabingwei? One day I will trample him under my feet and become NO.1 in the Golden Flower Club." Yecha is not interested in this guy who doesn't even have a nickname. However, his great ideal did not have time to realize it. Soon after, he met his current wife, Chiba Mai. That day, as soon as he finished a big business, he went to the nightclub with a few guys for fun. When he entered the door, he saw the ** woman dancing in the middle of the stage. Maybe it was unparalleled sexy, maybe it was the white thighs and chest, maybe just because of the light, or for no reason. In short, he was fascinated at once. I think it's the angel chosen by the god for himself. Yecha spent a full year and a half of pursuing Chiba Zhenyi, including sending flowers, inviting dinner, picking up and dropping off from work, beating all her competitors who were interested in her to the disabled, drugged her ** abducting her to bed, etc. All means were exhausted, and finally hugged the beauty back. After that, Yasha changed. He was no longer the cruel and ruthless killing machine. He was always worried about what his wife would do if something happened to him. What if they offend too many people and they take revenge on their wives? If people have a concern, it is impossible to move forward. Yecha finally made a choice to withdraw from the line of the first-line thre, and the arrangement in the meeting came to this secret port to pick up the stowaways. This is a leisurely and secret position. Occasionally, I accept some members who have caused trouble in the meeting. I usually run a shop like a real tavern owner, and I live a carefree life.

I thought it would be like this in my life. I never thought that the disaster would fall from the sky. A few days ago, the news came. First, the old house in Yanli was attacked, the president Yanli Zhengnan was killed, and Yanli Mayang was abaku, followed by Isuzu Jiabingwei and Yanli Mayang returned to the headquarters to regroup, and then go down. It was another bad news. The headquarters of Jinhuahui was attacked by Nichirenzong and killed. Yecha felt bad. He made a decision immediately, packed up his things, and planned to run away with his wife. But before he left, the Hengsheng group came to the door and blocked him at home. If he is only one person, he is naturally not afraid of the threwinners of the Hengsheng group. It's just a death, but the Hengsheng group threatened him with Chiba Zhenyi, so he couldn't stand it. He had to promise to help them as an insider and deal with the golden flower members who wanted to escape through this channel. In the past two days, more than a dozen senior cadres have fled here, but they have been picked up by Yecha and introduced into the traps of the horizontal group. The fishing boat parked on the sea is like a bottomless grave, constantly devouring the lives of the cadres of the Golden Flower Club, and every inch of the deck is stained with blood. Until Isuzu Jiabingwei suddenly visited.

"This may be the last group of people. If they can catch Isuzu Jiabingwei and Miss Yanli, they must be satisfied." Thinking like this, the guilt of betraying his brother unconsciously rose from the bottom of his heart. In his original intention, he naturally did not want to be a traitor, but he vowed to protect his family from any harm, and he could only choose one at both ends. He couldn't help looking back. The sea was vast, and he couldn't see the fishing boat in the distance, but in front of him, he seemed to see the miserable appearance of Isuzu Jiabingwei and Yanli Mayang being hit by machine guns. He couldn't help shivering and muttered, "It's not my fault. Even if I don't cooperate with them, you can't escape. Go out." Although Yan Mayang once introduced that Yong Bowen was a mage, he did not see the scene of the battle of the mage with his own eyes like the members of the Hengsheng group. He still thought that no matter how strong the mage was, he could do nothing in the face of more than a dozen guns.

The fishing boat docked, Yacha packed up his things, jumped off the boat, and returned to the pub.

The village is still quiet. Those fishermen won't go home in the middle of the night if they don't make trouble in the pub. Now should be the most lively time. But when Yesha walked to the door, he didn't hear any sound. The light came out from the cracks in the door panel, with an ominous trace of blood, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

Yecha's heart tightened, shouted "real clothes", and pushed the door open. He was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

The corpses in the small tavern were like mountains. Before leaving, the fishermen who were still singing and drinking fell to the ground, with unquenched smiles and drunkenness on their faces. Blood kept gushing out of the seven orifices, and the dark and rich ** flowed all over the ground. Everyone is dead! The two people who stayed here to monitor him, as well as his wife, also died. Chiba Zhenyi died on the table in the middle. Her clothes were half faded and there were many wonderful places, as if she had just fallen asleep. Yecha was stunned for a moment and let out a hisssing howle. He suddenly jumped up and hugged his wife's body and cried loudly. He cried and shouted, "Who is it, who did it!"

"Mao Inobe?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Yecha's body shook, stopped crying, and slowly turned back.

An old man with a goatee is standing at the door of the pub. He wore a long blue shirt, his cuffs rolled up, revealing a snow-white lining, his hair and beard were neat and shiny, and he stood there with his face down, as if he were the steward of a large Chinese family that came out of a historical drama.

Mao Ibe? What a strange and familiar name. Yesha almost forgot the name that once belonged to him. Sadness and anger made his mind a little dull. Looking at the old man for a while, he realized that it was calling himself and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?" Did you do this?

The old man in a long gown took out a photo from his sleeve and stood it up and asked, "Did you just send this person on the boat?" The young man in the photo wears glasses, is elegant, and his eyes are serious and persistent. It is Yong Bowen.

"Did you do this! You killed the real clothes!"

Yecha shouted, his bloody eyes stared at the old man in a long gown, and suddenly let out a beast-like roar and rushed up.

The old man raised his hand and slapped in the air, making a crisp sound. Before the fierce rushing Yasha approached, he was turned upside down by the fan and fell on the pile of corpses. The left half of his face was red and swollen, and his shape changed.

With a bang, the four walls of the tavern suddenly collapsed, the roof was smashed, and the slaughterhouse in the room was exposed to the slightly cool sea breeze at night.

Yecha looked up blindly and found that there were hundreds of people standing all around. They were all wearing a color of green cloth gowns and round cloth shoes. They stood silently and looked at the imposing formation, just like an army.

Several big black cars stopped on the street, surrounded by blue shirts.

Yasha felt a little confused and muttered, "Who are you?"

The old man in a long gown raised his hand and grabbed it impatiently. Yecha suddenly flew out of the pile of corpses and fell beside the old man. He was sending his head to the old man's hand. The needle-like tingling instantly penetrated his brain, which made him cry, twisted his body, and howled loudly. In this pain, the scenes of what he had just experienced were discovered by the old man. The old man ignored all the unrelated parts, leaving only a few fragments. Because Yecha doesn't attach much importance to Yongbo, there are very few fragments left, but it is enough. The old man soon got the answer he needed. With five fingers, his five fingers were often hard. Yecha's head was smashed, and the screams stopped abruptly. Then he threw it. The broken body flew out and fell back into the corpse pile. I don't know if it was a coincidence that it happened to fall on the body of Chiba Zhenyi.

The old man turned around and walked to one of the cars and whispered, "Master, Yong Bowen has got on the boat. That boat is a trap set by the Hengsheng Group. The second master should have chased it."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the car, "I know. Let's go there."

The old man in a long gown asked hesitantly, "The second master may not be happy that we did this!"

"If your father blames you, I will bear it!" The hoarse voice seemed a little unhappy, "What kind of age is this? My father is still doing the same thing. He has a golden body. What if there is something wrong with him? We have to think about him! You can't just listen to everything he says!"

"The fresh tail is here..."

"It's flat. Don't let people know that we've been here."

"Yes!"

The motorcade and the green shirts began to move towards the seaside. Where they passed, the fires ignited one by one, and soon the whole small fishing village fell into a sea of fire.

The team stopped on the edge of the coast and did not enter the sea.

Because a motorboat has broken the waves back, the person they are going to pick up is standing in the bow.

The middle-aged man wore an ordinary Chinese cardigan, and his eyebrows were as ordinary as a passer-by, but he had his own majesty.

The motorboat stopped more than ten meters away from the shore. Because the shallow water could not move forward, the middle-aged man stepped down and walked back to the shore on the waves, not even the soles of his shoes wet.

The people in blue on the shore bowed their heads and saluted.

The middle car opened, and a man in a straight suit came out of the car. He is only about 20 years old, his face is slightly pale, his eyebrows are thin, and his lips are thin, and he looks mean. He stood by the car and respectfully shouted to the middle-aged man, "Father, you're back!"

The middle-aged man hummed and asked in a faint tone, "Why are you here?"

The third young master said, "Taiping Road has always been tly tricky. I'm afraid that they have any conspiracy and I can't rest assured, so I'll take a look."

"If you let them see it, they think we are afraid of them!" The middle-aged man said unhappily, "With the current Taiping Road, even if there is any conspiracy, what can you do to me?"

"Yes, the father's magical power is unrivaled. Naturally, he is not afraid, but his son is overthought." The third young master lowered his head, and a vicious light flashed in his eyes, but his tone was still respectful. "Since my father is back, he must have solved the remnants of the Yong family."

The middle-aged man said, "Well, I met him and said a few words, but I didn't kill him!"

"Didn't my father say that he needed to be eradicated? Why... Do you disdain to attack this kind of junior? Do you need a son..."

"No need. I used to specize him as a grandson at the level of Yong Hansheng. I always felt that if the grass is not eradicated, there will be endless trouble. It can be seen that I know that dragons and rats are born! It's just a little bit of ability, but he doesn't even dare to admit his own identity. After all, he can't do it. Let him go!"

"Grandpa will be unhappy!"

"It's too late for the old man to be happy to keep such a mouse generation for the Yong family. How can he not be happy?"

The middle-aged man looked back at the black sea with his hands behind his back. The scene of short contact was still vivid in his eyes. He sighed for a long time: "There is no successor to the Yong family, but it's a pity that Yong Hansheng is a hero."

"Ding Zhaoqi of the Major League came to visit the Yongjiao leader of Taiping Dao!"

The thunderous sound rolled on the sea, causing the waves to shake, and the big fishing boat also swayed, as if it could not withstand the pressure. If the sound was a little louder, it may be directly overturned.

This power, close to the power of heaven and earth, is really scary.

Major League?

Ding Zhaoqi?

Taiping Road?

The head of Yongjiao?

Yong Bowen quickly went through these keywords in his mind and couldn't help crying secretly: "The couple came too fast. I just learned from my grandfather that there was such a feud. How could they come to my door in just a few days?" He has fought repeatedly and traveled thousands of miles. His physical and spiritual mana have been consumed. It's okay to bluff these laymen, but he has no spare strength to fight again. Look at the momentum of this man. Compared with the masters of Ono Santang and Guyangding, I'm afraid it's only high or low, even if he is in the best state to deal with it. It's quite hard. At this time, I really want to start a war, and nine out of ten are going to cry. Seeing that the motorboat is getting closer and closer, and the fishing boat here has just started, and the speed has not come up yet, even if it is full of force, it can't run the motorboat in a short distance. Although the members of the horizontal group are honest at present, as long as his Yongda Tianshi shows a little fatigue and timidity, these gangsters will be the first to copy. The guy rebelled.

When I was in a hurry, I suddenly heard Huajian say, "Don't admit it. If you want to admit it, you have to fight!"

Yong Bowen was very uncertain, "They came to the door directly. Can they fool them?"

"You can't fool him, but we have to bet on this one! Masters with status and status like him regard themselves very highly. If you refuse to admit your identity, you will disdain to fight with you because you look down on you!"

"Really? Our family has a feud with them. He should come up and eradicate it. How can I give up because of my poor performance?

"Lions will not be interested in trampling ants to death!"

"Blessings, I, God bless, Allah bless, God bless. He must be a lion, not a pangolin anteater!"

Yong Bowen prayed to the four gods in the bottom of his heart, and then arched his hand and said, "It's polite to send Yong Bowen in the north of the Heavenly Master!"

"Tianshibei School?" Ding Zhaoqi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What's the joke of Yongjiao? You are so powerful that you can't compare with the Tianshi School? Why do you call yourself the Tianshi North School, and you have tarnished your own name!"

Yong Bowen shook his head like a wave drum, and just said, "I don't know what Taiping Road is. I am an authentic descendant of the Tianshibei School. It has nothing to do with Taiping Road. This is a serious identity registered in the Mage Association. It has nothing to do with Taiping Road. You are mistaken."

The smile on Ding Zhaoqi's face slowly faded, staring at Yong Bowen, and said in a low voice, "You are really not the contemporary leader of Taipingdao!"

"Of course not!" Yong Bowen said this sentence righteously. Although Grandpa had told him a lot, he did not say that he wanted him to inherit the Taiping Road and be the head of the Tao.

"So that's it. That's Ding. Yong Tianshi is going to go to sea. I wish you a good trip and let Ding give you a ride!"

Ding Zhaoqi raised his hand and pinched a seal on the bow and stamped his feet slightly. The wind was so strong that there was a huge wave under the fishing boat, which lifted the whole fishing boat and sent it straight to the depths of the sea.

The whole fishing boat swayed fiercely on the wave peak. The boat was so scared that their faces were white. They all clung to the things around them and fixed their bodies firmly on the boat for fear of being accidentally thrown down again. That would be a big deal.

Yong Bowen did not dare to show off. He lay on the deck and still couldn't believe it in his heart. He asked Huajian, "Is this going to pass?"

Huajian said angrily, "Of course, he has passed. He must look down on you!"

Yong Bowen said, "If you look down, look down. Anyway, I don't know who he is. What can I do even if I look down on me again? It's good to be safe."

The waves surged again and again. I don't know how far it had been before it slowly calmed down.

The fishing boat stopped shaking, and everyone got up one after another. The captain took a look and couldn't help shouting out, "We actually left the same place for more than ten nautical miles in more than a minute!" Hearing this, everyone was shocked and afraid. Looking at Yong Bowen's eyes, they were more and more in awe.

This is the mage. It's really not a human!

Yong Bowen didn't know what they were thinking. He got up from the deck and looked around. The shadow of Ding Zhaoqi was gone. Then he was completely relieved. He laughed twice and turned to Isuzu Jiabingwei and said, "Let them sail. Let's go home!"

Isuzu Jiabingwei turned his head and roared, and the members of the horizontal group immediately became busy.

The fishing boat sailed to the depths of the ocean with the roar of the machine, far away from Japan.

******I'm a happy dividing line*****

This volume is finally over, hahahaha.