Chapter 35: Lessons learned
Yi Duan sat in front of the long table in the dining room, carefully removed the bone spines from a piece of seven-cheeked eel meat, and slowly brought it into his mouth, nodding his head, he said, "Not bad, the chef of this restaurant is very authentic, Jester, he'll be the one to book all the dinners in the future."
Jester, who was sitting on the right side of the dining table, quickly sent a few pieces of scallion-flavored baby back ribs into his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's none of my business, these things have to be accounted for to Phil, but they've gone to Manchester, God knows when they'll be back."
Easily dusted shrugged his shoulders and raised his glass to clink lightly with Phyllis, taking a sip of the red wine that accompanied his meal.
The door to the dining room was pushed open and Kane flew in, Phil's men flew up with an additional serving of cutlery, Kane looked at the table and walked over to Jester and sat down, casually pulling the cutlery in front of himself and with a lift of his knife and fork a great big braised sausage with sauerkraut made its way onto his plate, followed by a great big bite.
Easy Dust smiled, "Kane, it's a real treat to watch you guys eat. Only energetic people can have such a bolder way of eating, I like guys who are full of vigor. Any news?"
Kane wolfed down the sausage inside his plate and pointed his fork at the plate of barbecued lamb ribs a little farther down the line, and Fili smiled as she instructed Sally to add a large piece of barbecued ribs to Kane's plate.
Kane didn't reply, but still quickly destroyed the piece of ribs, chewing the tender bones on both sides with a crunching sound and swallowing them quickly, and then gulped down a liter of draft stout in one gulp before wiping his lips and saying, "Boss, it's Rome, yes, Rome, that guy wants to come on a Roman Holiday. Their headquarters needs to be re-located and the people responsible held accountable for their sins, the guy applied for a vacation, ready to avoid the headwinds of an internal overhaul."
Easy Dust fiddled with the steak tossed in black curry inside his plate and tsked, "Look, look, our dear Mr. David, obviously not a qualified guard of the British Empire, after their lair has been terminated, he actually wants to go to Rome for pleasure, how can this be? It is really too much of a disappointment to me. Well, when is he going?"
Kane shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can only ask so much information out of that unlucky bastard's mouth, I'm afraid the exact itinerary is only known by that bastard David himself. I think he's going on vacation openly, but secretly I don't know what he's doing there. Maybe he's going to Rome to move around and make more capital for himself?"
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Slowly, Kane filled his plate with more food and swallowed it in small bites.
Jester nodded, his body paralyzed to the back and said, "Maybe, that guy doesn't have the means to deal with us, at least now he doesn't have the means to deal with us, so if he wants to get a head start in the personnel change, he needs some practical results to show to the higher-ups."
Easily dusted, and asked Kane, who had almost buried his head back into the pile of food, "That unlucky guy I asked about, what was done with him at the top?"
Kane looked up and said, "A car accident, the poor agent just crashed into a tanker truck, I guess there's no way for DNA testing to identify him, all burnt up."
Easy Dust smiled and went, "So, bad, notify your brother Fabio, he should give you some help. Tell him to keep an eye on the recent developments in Rome, if Mr. Wei shows up in Rome, you want to be the first to know, right?"
Kane nodded.
Easily Dust pondered for a while, "Of course, you guys need to welcome some gifts to big friend Fabio. You guys should probably check with that old guy Velen about the feasibility of registering a private security company in the UK, you'll need a small number of untrained gunmen. Especially if the Yakuza are going to shut down in London. Shimodei, I'm not sure I'm the one who deserves to live, why do things all come together? Can't we give you a little break? This kind of life, also false whether tired ah...."
Where the door opened, a big black man wearing a straight black tuxedo with a neat bow tie walked in softly, holding a big clay and gold post in his hand, and said with a bit of puzzlement, "Boss, the owner of a restaurant on Chinese Street invites you to go to their restaurant tomorrow at noon...." His face was filled with confusion, obviously not understanding why his boss would have drawn a relationship with a Chinese Street restaurant owner.
Yi Dust took the post, didn't no hit off, frowned on and asked him, "Where is the person who welcomes the letter?"
The big man spread his hands helplessly, "He threw the post in, said a few words and left. It's unbelievable, such a light post he could throw it five meters away."
Yi Dust took a long breath, Fili, Kane, and Jester flew slowly upright, even Sally had her eyes small, a post that could be thrown five meters away, the difficulty of it could be imagined.
Jester looked at Yi Duan and said with a bit of impishness, ''Boss, what did you do in Chinese Street? Did you do something like abducting underage girls? People are coming to your door now?" He reached out and snatched the post from Yi Chuan's hand, flipped through it quickly and then rolled his eyes, it was in neat traditional Chinese brush characters, so how could he recognize it?
Jester lucked off his voice, transported his energy to his fingertips, and threw the post, which resulted in a ball of fire energy wrapping around the post, and just as it came out of his hand, it turned into ashes.
Yi Chen looked at Jester helplessly, ''Damn, can't you experiment your strength in another way? That guy has a high level of qigong cultivation. Yes, qigong, my master told me that there are some schools that have been passed down in the mortal world of China, and many of them still have a bit of a connection with some of the sects among us, but what are they looking for us for? Cheri, how old is that guy, roughly?"
The white man Che Li rolled his eyes for a long time, then he looked at Yi Chen's face, and gestured for a long time, saying, "He looks older than you, boss, oh, the westerners' faces all look quite different, of course, bosses do not look like a different person."
Cheri's lame horse's ass made all the people present laugh, Yi Chen shook his head and said, "Forget it, well, this restaurant owner looking for me, then look for me. I only know three or four old people in the Chinese area of London, it won't be them looking for me, it doesn't matter guys, we'll find out tomorrow when we go and see what's going on, we might even be able to mix up a meal of authentic Chinese food."
Kane asked, "So, open on the little guard thing?"
Yi Duan waved his hand and said, "Don't rush, Kane, don't rush, I won't let him off easy. Since he has the guts to come to our door, then he should have the courage and ability to bear all the consequences. As a precautionary measure, Kane, bring more men to the neighborhood of that restaurant tomorrow, we can't possibly use our own power in public. In case of a confrontation, Jester, you're only allowed to punch, you're not allowed to use your own superpowers, got it?"
Jester jumped up and slowly swung his fist twice, making a 'swoosh' sound, excitedly bouncing back and forth with a big broken step, "Don't worry, boss, you'll let them know how powerful you are. Haha."
Fili shrugged her shoulders, walked over and leaned on Yi Duan's body, gently asking him, "But, those people are all Chinese too, boss."
Yi dust whistled and said: "No open system, people do not see whether the goodwill, bad, small family rest. Kane, remember to arrange the bad guys hand."
Kane nodded, "I will check the terrain now, I will arrange the manpower. Cheri, the address of that tavern, let me know."
Cheli nodded and led Kane out.
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The second ground partial noon, Yi dust with Kane, Phyllis, Jester, Sally four people drove after to the agreed pub place, in front of the front is still no a car, outside no Kane's five hands. Around the restaurant, secretly placed on the Kane no subordinates, Phil's subordinates also went to a small group, one pretending to be the appearance of tourists wandering around.
Yi Chuan looked at the golden signboard that was already a bit blackened, "Pine Crane House." Shaking his head, he said, "Really, Songhe, what's the point of making it so elegant? Not just a restaurant?"
The first floor of the small hall did not have a diners, a wearing a traditional Tang suit, the outside is not a black cloth lab coat, the top is not a pair of white pants, a pair of green cloth shoes under the feet of the young man sitting in the center, hand outside holding a cup of tea, the big heart of blowing a on, and then before the heavy sip.
Seeing Yi Chuan brought nine people into the door, the young man quickly put down the cup of tea, walked over lightly.
Yi Chuan frowned, Jester is not heart outside the excitement, both noticed, this young man's feet if the light if heavy, every step look up to go are not crooked, its virtual but not every step are not the same small big pace, along a straight line walked past.
Yi dust to the young man slightly arched his hand, but the Jester slightly stood a eight step, to the young man revealed a challenging gaze.
The young man smiled faintly, and with his left hand in front of his back, he said with his right hand solidly guided, "Please come this way, your Elder Tang is waiting for Mr. Yi downstairs."
Yi Chuan nodded and walked towards the stairs at the end of the hall, while Jester intentionally or unintentionally slammed his elbow into the young man as he walked past him, the tip of his elbow aimed at the young man's heart, intending to make a fool out of him on the spot.
The young man's face remained unchanged, a finger popped out, just bad popped Jester's elbow tip of the hemp tendon, Jester's hand trembled, eyes rolled over, a punch over. Kane in front of his back stretched out his small hand and firmly grasped Jester's fist, and said in a high and deep voice, "The boss is far away, don't delay."
Jester glanced indignantly at the young man, and with his right hand in the shape of a knife dashed across his neck, he made a threatening gesture at him. The young man laughed, still not saying a word, walking up like a cloud, leading the way in front of Yi Chuan.
Yi Chuan descended to the second floor, bypassing the tight crane sending the guest screen, the frame behind his eyes gave him a slight shock.
Several seemingly seventy years old, with a dozen middle-aged people sitting in the center of the upstairs hall, behind the back, a shrine enshrined within a red paper, above the strong book of five big words: "Heaven and earth, the king and relatives of the teacher."
Yi dust shook his head heavily, walked down later, to a few old men slightly arching his hand and said: "all of you invited you to go, you go, may I ask what is your business? If there is nothing to teach, you go." Yiduan used the Sichuan dialect near Emei Mountain, he did not speak bad Mandarin, only bad to say this from the big speak familiar words.
An old man stood up, and said in the same dialect as Yi Chuan, "Mr. Yi, we are looking for you to come here, just to ask you a question."
Mr. Yi looked at the old men and middle-aged men who were as calm as water, and muttered: "I haven't heard that there are no weak gangs in the Chinese street, where do these people come from? And, one by one, the kung fu is not bad." Yi dust instantly grasp their virtual power low high, can at this moment Yi dust look up to go to the virtual power is good, also can be counted under whether the world shocked Ya.
The young man who led the way over walked up and said, "We just want to ask Mr. Yi, do you know those five words?"
Yi dust no point ridicule laugh up: "off joke, we think you are not black idiot? Who doesn't recognize these words? Do you all deliberately invite you over and insult you?"
The young man continued, "Then."
Yi Chen interrupted him, "Pro-hate friend, is this the second question."
Everyone in the hall changed color, an old man holding a rosewood dragon head walking stick severely pierced his walking stick, the entire second floor hall seemed to tremble, Jester softly whistled, surprised at the strength of this old man.
The old man said sternly, "Bad a smooth-talking big son, did my master not teach me the basic ways of being a human being?"
Yi Chen lazily said, "My master? Strange, what kind of master do I have? Forget it, Fili, let's go, a bunch of them are inexplicable and asking strange questions, there's no need for me to pay attention to them."
Yi Chen turned around and walked away, would he completely use those tactics he used against Wiggins and the others to deal with these old men.
The old men present were furious in their hearts, in their minds they always thought that as long as they were Chinese, facing so many elders, they should be more or less polite, who knew that they would meet such a monster as Yi Chuan? When they were in the mountains, the elders of the division never wanted too much respect from Yi Chuan, Tian Xian Zi and Tian Feng Zi were simply crazy with a group of juniors, who taught him these traditional Chinese manners?
The wind whistled, the old man holding the walking stick leapt up, almost gliding against the sky, the walking stick brought up a whistling sound and smashed into the bend of Yi Chuan's knee, killing him to make him kneel down in the sky. They can also see that Yi dust body without kung fu, can they also did not think, Yi dust kung fu and what they thought, simply whether two different things.
Kane fiercely rebuked a sound, foot bowl-sized fist punched out, fist and crutch head hit a square, loud bang, the old man shot back, Kane also foot unsteady back a few steps. Kane exclaimed in German, "Is this old man a monster? So much strength."
Yi dust violently turned back, hot indifference eyes live stared at a group of people, hot cool said: "Today land will be here outside, you do not want to talk to a group of people who do not speak clearly no reason. Let's be big-hearted, don't let you lose your temper, is then, you blow up this tight crane building of ours."
The young man who led the way gently walked up and calmly looked at Yi Chen, Yi Chen was attracted by the azure divine light in his eyes, after looking at him for a long time, he gently nodded his head and said, "I like you better as a kid, so I'll give you guys a chance to make your words clear. I've always liked to make issues clear...."
A few middle-aged men in front of them were little angry, stood up and went to roar, "Bad arrogant ex-life big son." The old man, who also spoke in Sichuan dialect, clenched his fists, and saw that he wanted to teach a lesson to Yi Chen. Kane in front of a few subordinates face a cold, hand into the arms, gripping their weapons, their training can let them in 0.07 seconds out of the gun, before hitting the forehead of two targets.
The young man slightly waved his hand, the group of angry immediately calm down.
The young man slightly arched his hand and said: "Introduction, you are called Tang Hu, this old gentleman holding a walking stick, whether your grandfather Tang Biao. These old uncle, old uncle, also all of you Chinese street's secret rare gang Dragon Sect's head figure, you think, now you know your identity."
Yi Chuan crossed his hands and placed them on the small of his back, slightly spreading his legs apart, tilting his head to look at Tang Hu and said, "Yes, I know.... Everyone is a gangster, could it be that you want to do business with me? I'll state upfront that I don't touch drugs or women, but if you guys want large quantities of arms, I think you're looking for the right person."
Tang Hu laughed up, heavy applause said: "see seat, not bad meaning, idle fast. As you can see, if you guys want to kill people, you don't need arms. Your hands are not bad, you do not have this confidence."
A tai shi chair was carried up and put down right in front of Tang Biao and them, Yi Chen slowly sat down, Fili and them cautiously stood three meters behind Yi Chen.
Tang Hu entered a few steps forward, pointing at the red paper inside the shrine and said, "Mr. Yi said he knows these words, so it's bad, please Mr. Yi say on, do these words mean anything?"
Yi Chuan was dumbfounded, 'Heaven and Earth, Jun, Parent and Teacher' was something that secular people made up to represent traditional Chinese morality, his master had never taught him this, he could only beat a dead horse, "Mr. Tang Hu, I don't think we need to waste any more time, just tell me straight, what exactly do you want to ask me? "
Tang Hu was solemn, asking word by word, "So, may I ask, do you, recognize yourself as a Chinese?"
Yi dust dumbfounded, shook his head to stand up, just about to open his mouth to speak, but see Tang Biao below, all the 'Dragon Sect' people are looking at themselves with a solemn expression, at the look of the red paper that was blackened by the smoke and fire, Yi dust slowly relaxed his body, gently leaned back in the tai shi chair.
Tang Hu continued to ask him, "May I ask, do you, recognize yourself whether Chinese?"
Yi Chuan mind like lightning flashed through countless things, do not know from when there are memories of their own small age, then less than three years old, right? Top of the cold wind within the garbage pile to rummage for something to eat. Two oddly dressed old men saw themselves frozen in the gutter, flew over and embraced themselves, and then they seemed to fly up. For the first time in my life, I remember, I ate a full meal and drank the first hot soup.
But there is no, that a few older than their own a little bit, into the ground chasing in front of their own buttocks called their own elder brother's big son.
All day carry a piece of Tianshan yellow cedar wood made of board, beat his ass to recite their own master.
The crazy Difengzi, who could pretend to be a dog and let himself be ridden by him.
When I returned to Shanghai and saw so many people with black hair, black eyes and yellow skin like myself, I was almost paralyzed with sadness on the 'Duke of Windsor' ship.
The crowds of joyful people I saw on my way north.
The sight of the Great Wall for the first time in his life, the shock of the dragon, the tears he shed when he communicated with the spirit of the Wall.
As Plov traveled south, he saw the wonders of the ancient wisdom of the Chinese people.
Yi Chen looked deeply at Tang Hu and the others, looked at these same black hair, black eyes and yellow skinned people in front of himself, slowly stood up, slightly arched his hand, and gently said, "Yes, of course, why not? Me. Of course I'm Chinese."
Tang Biao violently with a crutch a pier of the ceiling, the small hall again whether a burst of trembling, he asked sternly, "That bad, since I admit that I am not Chinese, then, you ask me, why do I want to share with the group of big Japanese **** that group of mongrels?"
Yi Chen was stunned and froze, looking at Tang Biao, Japanese again. From Fata Deo's mouth, he knew that the Japanese had once had trouble with China, but this time, it was from his own compatriot's mouth that he sent out such a questioning question that contained a deep-seated hatred. Yi dust deeply feel, Tang Biao said to the three words of Japan, the bottom of the heart through the hatred, that deep, full of bloody flavor of hatred.
Yi dust do not know how to cope with such a scene, how can he say? He can say that he has been in the mountains under the cultivation, his masters are not hundreds of years old monsters? Can he say he doesn't know any recent history? Can he say that he knows nothing at all? He said out, these eyes look killing low will believe it?
Tang Hu coldly asked: "Mr. Yi Chen, may I ask, why do you want to cooperate with the Japanese, that is, the Yamaguchi group? You admit that you are a Chinese, so may I ask you, why did you cooperate with the Japanese?"
Jester scurried out violently and growled in a small voice, "****, what the hell are we? Whoever my boss wants to split the job with, we care."
Yi dust a fist to send Jester flying out, Jester grunted miserably in the air flying more than ten meters, heavily hit a pillar, one person embrace thick pillar click sound from the middle of the break, Jester woefully fell to the ground, he no longer dared to talk too much, quickly climbed up, and honestly stood behind the Yi dust.
Tang Biao and the others quietly and calmly drank in a small voice: "Bad Fist Power."
Tang Hu nodded and cupped his fists to Yi Chuan, "Good kung fu, Mr. Yi really surprised us. We also know that Mr. Yi has a huge influence in the city of London, but in order to ask for a statement, even if we all die here today, Mr. Yi must give us an answer only."
These old and young men of the 'Dragon Sect' stood up sharply, quickly standing in an arc, their eyes gleaming as they looked at Yi Chuan.
For the first time in his life, Yi Chuan was a bit flustered, and hurriedly said, "Wait, I don't want to fight with you guys, but, you guys listen to my explanation, I.... I...."
Tang Biao nodded and said, "Mr. Yi, you guys are listening."
Yi Chen took a long breath, looked at Tang Hu and said, "Believe me one thing, I don't know anything about the previous history at all, I can be said to know nothing about history. What I know most clearly, is probably that part of the Warring States period, however, what I know is also something you guys don't know, how can I put it, that is to say that what you guys know is the real history of the Warring States period, while what I know is the things that you guys seem to think are legends...."
The more Yi Chen spoke, the more complicated it became, and he didn't know how to organize his words, hot sweat dripping from his forehead one by one.
Tang Hu barely understood him, "I probably get it, what Mr. Yi means is that you've been raised in a place that's basically isolated from the rest of the world, so you don't know any of this basic history at all?"
Yi Duan spread off his hands, "No, please let us believe that even if we go to England, you note, we should be able to think out of the box and won't be able to deny this aspect of history in the west."
An old man beside Tang Biao said loudly, "Then, let's just count that you don't know about Little Japan, we don't want to do anything to you, you interrupt the cooperation with Little Japan, we will let you off the hook. Chinese people, do not fight Chinese people."
Yi Chuan was silent for a long time, then shook his head heavily before, "I'm sorry, you can't promise."
The 'Dragon Sect' men were furious, and looked about to pounce. Tang Hu hurriedly shook his head and said, "All the uncles and uncles wait, let's listen to Mr. Yi's explanation."
Yi dust thickly said: "You admit you whether Chinese, you admit. But no, you never go will not change your decision because of other people's opinions. Yamaguchi-gumi and you signed an agreement to split the work, you have to fulfill this agreement. You know in a small way where our hatred and love go from here, but no you don't have no concept of that...."
Tang Hu nodded and said, "Then, may I ask Mr. Yi, what do you mean."
Yi dust bites a upper lip, calculates for a long time, said in a loud voice: "Give you half a year time, you do your best to learn that period of history, you do your best to find out all the information that is related to open. Half a year ago, you tell the little family your decision."
Tang Hu nodded and said seriously, "I believe Mr. Yi is a man of his word, then, we 'Dragon Sect' will not begrudge half a year's time. But please note Mr. Yi, after half a year, if you remain the same, we will have no choice but to...."
An old voice traveled from in front of a screen, "Da Yi ah, haven't seen you in a few years...." An old man who was too old to walk slowly and quietly walked out quickly and swallowed.
Jester's face also became serious as he and Yi Chuan greeted him together. When Yi Chuan was in Chinese Street, he rented this old man's house, and at that time, Yi Chuan was not able to use his own true essence to let Jester recover completely, and without the old man's help in grabbing medicine, boiling medicine and whatnot, it would have been difficult for Jester to recover. But at that time Yi Chuan had lost interest in everything, he didn't even know what the old man's name was.
The old man looked at Yi Chuan, sighed and said: "You don't know whether what I said is false or not, can I remember, I live to give you to remember, no matter where you are outside, no matter what kind of nationality you have, your root base, but also whether the Chinese ah. Chinese people never fight Chinese people. Dai Yi, I remember, the Japanese, and your hatred can never be resolved, either they live all, or you live all, there is no other result. This group of people, I still remember the old man, the old man is very low Xing, can, I don't no you people, I won't Minghei you outside of the heart what to think, also don't know the black of your feelings."
Yi Chuan looked at the old man, not knowing what to say.
The 'Dragon Sect' people moved to look at Yi Chuan, all without speaking.
After a long time, Tang Hu said in a low voice, "Mr. Yi, we found out that you used to live on this street for a period of time, so, we invited your landlord from that time, I think, you still have more feelings for him, right?"
The old man loosely grabbed Yi Chuan's hand, and his eyes exuded bone-deep hatred and love outside: "Japanese, all of them deserve to live, I must not come together with them ah. Remember, remember, must remember."
Yi Chen slowly drew back his hand, did not answer, straightly led people to walk out.
The 'Dragon Sect' people also didn't have no quiet movement, one didn't know what they were thinking about, after a long time, Tang Hu said in a loud voice: "Yi dust, whether a very boring person...."
Tang Biao viciously said: "stubborn boy, half a year later, I see him give us a what kind of explanation. Strange, now China still have such a closed family? Why haven't we heard of it? If what he said is true, did he pop out from that deep forest?"
The old man with a Sichuan accent softly hummed: "Is he from Sichuan Emei Mountain, you bah, will not be 'Shushan Swordsman Legend' outside of the gods, right? Hmph, would a god immortal run to England to mix with the White Gang?"
Yi Dust's attitude made the people of 'Dragon Sect' very dissatisfied, only Tang Hu somewhat understood Yi Dust's mentality, Yi Dust was a person who would never succumb to external forces, unless he was allowed to agree with one thing himself, otherwise, he would never change his decision because of external forces.
Half a year, half a year, what could Yi Chuan do?
