"Don't laugh."

  Chen Ergou subconsciously shouted, as soon as he saw Fugui's smiling face, he felt annoyed. He rubbed his neck, which had been hit by Xiongzi's Quanfa fist, and thought to himself that this Northern-style boxing was indeed not ordinary. In fact, Chen Ergou had heard of the term "Wing Chun" from a crazy old man who was lying in a grave many years ago. Just like Fugui's desperate practice of Bajiquan for over 20 years, every time the old man mentioned it, he would follow up with a string of obscure and mysterious terms. Chen Ergou remembered that when he was four or five years old, he would occasionally see the old man practicing a few moves in the morning after drinking some liquor. At that time, he was too young to understand, and only thought it looked like acrobatics. The biggest impression he had was the muffled sound of the footwork. It wasn't until he grew up and practiced more that he learned it was called "hissing wind". Fugui once said that Bajiquan emphasized individual movements, shaking the sky and overturning the earth, and stomping on the ground to shock the nine provinces. But that was a realm that could only be reached after his grandfather's body had been damaged by wine, and it would take another ten or twenty years of practice.

  The rich and noble didn't smile, but they also didn't plan to let the bear cub go. The young man who was almost choked to death by the rich and noble's large hand kicked out in desperation, but his ankle was caught by Chen Fugui's left hand. With a sudden jerk, he was lifted up like a prey caught in a trap devised by Chen Ergou. Chen Fugui's right fist was clenched, ready to strike the bear cub's knee. This punch would definitely cripple one of his legs.

  The group of people with the bear cub were only him and the man who had been injured internally from being slammed into the wall by the rich and noble. The rest of the men and women were similar in nature to Gu Cuo, just having more money or power than their parents. The spoiled woman, crying loudly, closed her eyes and shrieked at the top of her lungs, making others think that the rich and noble was raping her.

  Just before the tragedy occurred, Chen Erdou jumped up and cursed: "Damn you, do you think the thing in your hand is a rabbit on Mount Hua? With a knife, come and peel off that suit. This is Shanghai, not Zhangjiakou. If you're crippled, you'll go to jail. If you dare to enter after leaving Zhangjiakou, **** your future wife's ancestors for 18 generations!"

  Chen Fugui finally let Xiongzi off, allowing him to escape a disaster. In most things, he was much more open-minded than Chen Ergou, but in certain matters, he was even more stubborn than Chen Ergou. He was an idiot, firstly because he always allowed others to gain unexpected pleasure from his foolishness in the game of one mao and one yuan, secondly because he never fought with anyone, never took advantage of small benefits, and always ended up losing out.

  But there was another bizarre incident that made the villagers around Zhangjiashan dare not speak out, but only secretly speculate. Eight or nine years ago, a group of outsiders came to Zhangjiashan to collect goods such as tiger bones, deer skins, and wild ginseng. Among them were a few who thought they had some money and wanted to flirt with Er Gou's mother. As a result, the next day, this group of six or seven people entered the mountain and never came out again. Not even their bodies could be found, nor was there any clue, no thread or trace. The only clue was that Chen Fugui was not seen holding a bowl on the tree stump that day, smiling foolishly. Zhangjiashan thought this fool was really stupid. If he had done it, he would have gone to hell and been boiled in oil after death. Even if there was a slight mistake, ten heads wouldn't be enough to chop off in this lifetime.

  Wang Hu leaned against the wall, discovering that he had sweated a lot, and let out a heavy sigh. He said with emotion: "Old blind man, you've never met a good person in your life, nor have you met someone who is great in your eyes. I'm luckier than you, I finally got to see someone like a god today. Even if it wasn't for today, after cultivating for twenty or thirty years, I'll definitely become a famous and powerful figure."

  When Wang Jie was working as a security guard at the Tongchen Golf Villa, there happened to be a fellow practitioner who knew Ba Ji Quan and Northern-style boxing. Although he wasn't a disciple of a famous master, his footwork and movements were quite impressive. However, when Wang Jie saw Chen Fugui in action today, he immediately realized that he had encountered a true expert. In this world, no one can really fly over rooftops or walk on walls, but Wang Jie had indeed seen people who could easily jump over high walls without using any external aids. Whether it's Ba Ji Quan or Wing Chun, when practiced to the highest level, it's not impossible to take down a dozen or twenty big men with one breath - that's definitely not an exaggeration.

  The group of young masters, including Zhang Xixi, who had been thoroughly intimidated by Xiongzi, now looked at Chen Fugui with reverence and awe. What kind of extraordinary man was this? Zhang Xixi subconsciously glanced at Chen Erdou, who seemed to be trying to suppress his discomfort, and appeared to have a hint of reluctance on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he finally blurted out a sentence that made the cheongsam woman and all the other women present snort in derision, while also feeling a chill run down their spines: "Fugui, don't break your leg, just show some mercy, after all, even if you beat him to a pulp, he won't need to go to jail."

  Xiong Zi secretly scolded Chen Er Gou, the despicable bastard who kicked him while he was down, until his face turned red with rage. He then ignored his dignity and scrambled to his feet, avoiding Chen Fu Gui as he fled in disarray. Chen Fu Gui didn't intend to beat Xiong Zi further, but instead chuckled foolishly at Chen Er Gou, seemingly satisfied after hearing Chen Er Gou's sinister request, which was consistent with his usual behavior. In the past, whenever their village had a group fight and Chen Er Gou ended up losing, he would use this same sarcastic tone to provoke Xiong Zi into taking action against him.

  Two dogs said, wealth and honor are done, this is Zhangjiacun's view of Chen brothers.

  Zhang Jiazhai always thought that as long as Er Gou said so, Fu Gui this fool would do it even if he had to climb a knife mountain or jump into a sea of fire. In their opinion, Da Dui is stupid and lacks eyes, but for the sake of raising Er Gou's body over the years, they have gone deep into the mountains to pick medicine several times, almost not coming back. Some medicinal materials are not even dared to be picked by old pharmacists, it can be said that Fu Gui's kindness to his younger brother Er Gou is truly unspeakable.

  Xiong Zi helped the seriously injured man up, gazing at Chen Fugui like a cobra, saying: "Brother, dare you give me a chance to learn from you in the future?"

  Chen Ergou put on a fearless and reckless attitude, seemingly foolishly reporting an address, saying "Come if you dare."

  Zhang Xuan and Gu Jue cursed in unison, only Xiao Yao and Wang Hu knew that the address was nonsense. If they really went to find Chen Er Gou according to his address, they would definitely be able to find the place, but Chen Er Gou himself would not be there. It's unclear whether she was too clever or Chen Er Gou's acting skills were not good enough, but the cheongsam beauty seemed to see through Chen Er Gou's trick and revealed a crying-and-laughing expression. She had an uncomfortable indifference to her companion's injury, and her gaze wandered back and forth between Chen Fu Gui and Chen Er Gou, muttering: "Northern eagle, southern hawk, really alike in nature."

  Chen Fugui came to Chen Ergou's side, and his coarse, thick hands, which were layered with calluses, gently pressed on Chen Ergou's neck and lower ribs, which had been severely hit. After feeling several acupoints, he smiled and said, "Nothing serious."

  The cheongsam beauty and the bear child gang subconsciously let out a sigh of relief after hearing this, apparently if that guy named Chen Ergou really had a problem, today's matter would not be over. The eyes of the cheongsam woman did not have half a point of resentment, but instead had an undisguised appreciation. This northern big man was able to easily take down the bear child, who was considered a good hand in the security zone, and even Wu Huang, who had been in the Nanjing Military Region's number one reconnaissance company for six or seven years, was directly knocked flying. That meant that unless they moved the *** agency to forcibly suppress them, it would be pointless to find someone to help in the short term. But even if they alerted the Shanghai Security Zone or the Armed Police Corps, she believed that before that, the big man would have trampled all of them, which would be a terrible ending with both sides losing. She did not like this kind of negative non-zero-sum game, and could even say that she loathed it.

  The beautiful cheongsam-clad woman helped the tearful and hoarse girl wipe away her tears, smiling softly as she said: "Little Comma, you've always been shouting in our ears about wanting to meet great heroes and villains. Now that you have, aren't you bored? Don't think that just because you've been through a few scrapes and seen some group fights, you understand the ways of Jianghu. This place is so complex that even our fathers and grandfathers can't fully grasp it - we have to tread carefully, and even when we sleep, we're afraid of being capsized by hidden shoals. You're just a child, life isn't like a martial arts novel, and you're not the heroine who'll be rescued by some great hero. The heroes in this world either get killed off by scoundrels or corrupted by evil people. Listen to your sister's words and go study abroad in Canada quietly, as your mother wishes. Did you hear?"

  The girl with the nickname Xiao Dou wiped away a tear, nodding her head with a sob. She hated Chen Fugui for his brutal behavior, but she hated even more that guy who was arrogant despite having no real skills - a scoundrel named Er Gou, a despicable coward who only knew how to kick people when they were down, pretend to be something he's not, and make empty boasts. If she could bite someone without being beaten up by that big oaf with the warm and silly smile, she would have already rushed over and bitten off a piece of Chen Er Gou's flesh.

  The commotion finally ended, and the cheongsam-clad woman glanced at the big guy for the last time. Unintentionally, she discovered that Chen Ergou had actually directed his gaze to her chest, inching closer. Telling herself that there's always another day, she turned around and left, but couldn't shake off the feeling that her back view wrapped in the cheongsam was completely exposed to those thieving eyes.

  Zhang Xixi and her group also dispersed, without even daring to say a word of thanks to Chen Fugui, not because they didn't want to, but because their hearts were filled with too much fear.

  Xiao Yao ran to Chen Ergou's side, her face filled with heartache, and grasped the man's hand tightly. She forced herself to hold back tears and not cry out, looking stubbornly pitiful.

  Chen Ergou let out a sigh, patted Wang Jiefang's shoulder and shouted to Wang Huzhang: "Hurry up and take Jiefang to the hospital for a check-up. This internal injury can't be tolerated and must be completely cured, otherwise he'll have a hard time in the second half of his life."

  As he walked out of the Heng Long Plaza building, Chen Fugui, who had been wanting to speak but hesitated, no longer had a silly smile on his face and said, "Ergou, I have something to say."

  Chen Ergou's body shook, his hand trembled slightly as he pulled out a cigarette, but no matter what he did, he couldn't light it.

  "My mother has left."

  Chen Fugui's eyes were slightly red as he stood at the entrance of this bustling high-rise building, his tall figure over two meters high. There was no longer any heroic aura from his days of fighting in bars, only endless desolation. He spoke out three short words, which seemed even more difficult to say than a mountain-climbing rhyme. Chen Erdou didn't speak, he squatted down with his back to everyone on the steps, finally lighting that cigarette, but not smoking it, just staring blankly at the endless stream of traffic.

  Then those rich men and women who came to Henglong Square for shopping or entertainment saw such a scene, a young man wearing old cloth shoes squatting on the stairs, burying his head in his knees, holding a cigarette with two fingers, but never taking a puff, his shoulders shaking, sobbing sound extremely suppressed, no heart-wrenching wails, no tears streaming down his face, he just hid his face, not letting anyone see.

  The gyrfalcon chooses a wider sky than the eagle and is destined to be more lonely.

  Chen Fugui crouched beside him, looked up, and seemed to be trying not to let something flow out of his eyes. He trembled with voice: "Mother said before she left, 'Ergouzi's body is not good, in the cold north, mother does not regret letting him go south, bring your wife and children, come to my grave to see me once, each person give mother a cup of wine, on the road to reincarnation will be fine, just afraid that next life can't be Ergou's mother again.'"

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