Wushuang gave Boss Ma a wink, and Boss Ma immediately turned up the collar of his coat and followed the girl out of the Douhua shop without even bothering to eat breakfast.

"Boss, your tofu pudding shop is indeed a century-old brand. Not only the older people in Rehe love to eat it, but also the young people who are fashionably dressed like it?" Wushuang came over with the help of the boss and served them the tofu pudding.

Opportunity offered him a cigarette and took the opportunity to make a conversation. In the jargon, this is called sweeping the plate, which means making conversation and asking for information.

"Haha... I'd like to give you some good advice. Nowadays, there are fewer old-fashioned craftsmen that young people are willing to eat, but that girl has been coming for several days in a row and is very generous. She doesn't need me to give change every time. Hey,

I guess there is a big family waiting for her to feed them. Look, they have brought so many portions." The old man is a down-to-earth person and is very enthusiastic about every customer.

"Oh, I see that she is dressed so fashionably. Maybe she is not from your local area. She is willing to eat bean curd, maybe she is a girl from Tianjin Wei." Wushuang changed the topic.

Wushuang took the initiative to light a cigarette for the boss and continued to listen to him: "I can't tell, but he is definitely not from the north. His accent sounds like someone from the south of the Yangtze River. This kid also came here last week. Maybe he is visiting relatives.

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Wushuang nodded. This was the information he needed. He nodded cordially to the boss and replied in Manchu: "Baniha!"

The boss is quite old, with no trace of black hair on his head anymore, and a typical Manchu face. When he heard that this young man in his thirties could actually speak Manchu, he was stunned for a moment, but then he replied politely: "

Baita Aku.”

"Uncle, what did you just say to him? Wow, is it Manchu? Is it Manchu? No, you teach me, I want to learn!" Mei Xi is a heartless girl, in the blink of an eye,

The jealousy just now was completely replaced by the enthusiasm for Manchu.

"I just said thank you to him, and he replied that he was not polite. These are the simplest Manchu words, and I only know a little about them. If you are interested when you go back, I can ask Professor Bayala to tutor you. This old man can speak a lot.

Authentic Manchu."

Not long after, Boss Ma came back and told Wu Shuang in a low voice that the girl got into a car and left. He followed her for a while, but the girl was very alert and ran a red light at an intersection and got rid of him.

"It seems that they have been holding on to that fighting hole for a long time, but no old ghost has dared to take the lead in going in. Now that another brother has been broken, they can only wait for their boss to send someone to come. Fuhai, give it to your old man

Call the brothers and ask them to prepare to go with me to worship our ancestors, and tell them to bring more people with them. I guess the South Vein may cause trouble for us if we try to find gold. This is our territory, so don’t let others laugh at us."

Wang Fuhai took the order. "Okay, please do it. I didn't dare to say it yesterday. Those old brothers are all looking forward to seeing the Hai family cabinet again in their lifetime. Now that you have spoken, how many people are needed?

How many people are there? Don’t worry, those bastards will never come back on our land in Lao Rehe." He has this ability. In fact, it is said that he is a gold-digger who steals houses. That sounds good. In the past, what was called robbery?

The door? It’s a gang force. Just imagine, how could a huge organization that once had hundreds of thousands of thieves die completely in just a few decades?

Because the Hai family has not been defeated, the foundation of the Thieving Sect in the four northeastern provinces will never be shaken. As long as the leader gives an order, thousands of dead soldiers who are willing to die for him can still be gathered in an instant. Decades ago, the Thieving Sect was

My old brother, maybe some of them are no longer alive now, maybe he has become a very wealthy businessman, maybe he has become a beggar in desperation, maybe he is greedy for money and runs a small business on the roadside early in the morning. But the bandit leader gave an order

, they can make the whole Jehol shake.

After breakfast, Wushuang and others returned to the small village again, preparing to wait for the bandits to come together to worship their ancestors. At the foot of the mountain, facing Gong Yao Temple, he sat on a chair, kneading the blood on his left wrist with his hands.

A bunch of handles were patiently waiting for everyone. Mei Xi and Boss Ma stood behind him, enjoying the glory of this moment.

For the first time, the small village became lively. Private cars kept driving in on several roads within a hundred miles of Chengde. They brought the old and the young one by one, neatly dressed, and even their beards were cleanly shaved.

Within half an hour, hundreds of people had arrived.

There were hundreds of people, the older ones were in their 60s and leaning on crutches, and the younger ones were people like Wang Fuhai’s son. No matter which generation they were from, they all walked up to Wushuang in a polite manner and gave him a hand.

The dust on his knees kneeled respectfully on the ground, waiting for the leader's lecture.

"Fuhai, let's get up. This is not the old society anymore. I am younger, so there is no need to kneel to me like this. They are older and their bodies can't bear it." He has never liked traditional Dali, so the Ma family just knelt.

But these old people can be their grandfathers, but they can't bear it.

"Master, it's up to you to speak, it won't work if I say it."

Wushuang turned his head and stared for a long time. Last year, he also brought the four Ma brothers to worship their ancestors, but he didn't want to make a big fuss that time, so he didn't let Wang Fuhai inform the old subordinates of these ancestors. In fact, this was also his first time.

Seeing this formation, he sat on the chair with an expression as bright as a torch. He seemed to have seen the courage of his ancestor Wu Gongyao commanding the heroes on Changsheng Mountain 70 years ago.

"Brothers, please get up."

"Thank you Dagui!" It was just three words, but these hundreds of people shouted in unison. This was a gene in their bodies. The blood that had once sworn allegiance to the leader of the thieves was reawakened at this moment.

Their voices were so loud that they shocked everyone. The eighty-year-old man who was leaning on crutches was not willing to lag behind. He threw the crutches to his wife and stood upright with his back straight, as if he was accepting the command of the former supreme commander.

review.

Mei Xi stared blankly at these old subordinates of the Northern Meridian Touching Gold Sect. She never dreamed that there would be such foolish and loyal people in this era. Maybe this is not the uncle's personality charm, but the belief of the Touching Gold Sect. But

All of this is due to this thirty-year-old man, who has reunited this force. Now no one can evaluate whether this new leader can compare with the Yin-Yang Sage or the Earth-Escape Centipede. But the future will be unparalleled.

His name will definitely appear on the Hai family tree, and it will be a significant addition.

Girls are easy to admire, maybe they are singers, movie stars, or athletes, but from this moment on, Lin Meixi admired this thirty-year-old leader of theft. Only such a man can truly be considered a
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