Citizens looked up at the young man on the top of the mountain and seemed to be looking up at a living god.
The sky chrysanthemums in the mountains have all dissipated the protests and public grievances. There has never been a day as quiet as today in Hong Kong.
This prosperous city was feared by the people on the top of the mountain, and was silent by him.
Chen Jun staggered back a few steps, and the smug smile on his face froze.
After a while, he squeezed out a stiff smile, "Thank you, thank you Mr. Chu for your gift to Hong Kong Island. I, my Chen family, wish Mr. Chu a good journey here."
Chu Yun turned his back to him, playing with the fragrance of the sky chrysanthemum in his hand.
"I just asked you, what price do you have to pay for this?"
Chen Jun looked awkward, "I don't understand what you mean."
"If you don't understand, you can die."
After the words came, Chu Yun shook out the fragrance of the sky chrysanthemum in his hand, and the bright yellow flowers pierced into Chen Jun's heart. His body fell straight into the cluster of flowers all over the mountain. The bright red blood dyed the yellow on the top of the mountain red, and he died peacefully.
Chu Yun is unwilling to care about many things, but it does not mean that he does not know that the thrilling public grievances would not have been caused by the Chen family being the behind-the-scenes pusher.
Everyone in the Chen family lowered their heads deeply in horror.
The dignity of being the largest family in Hong Kong has been completely shattered.
The Chen family died for three generations, and the family completely lost its foundation, which was no different from destruction.
"There is no need for the Chen family to stay in Hong Kong Island." Chu Yun pulled out the bloody fragrance of Tianju and said lightly, "Of course, you can continue to ignore my words, but you have to pay whatever you do."
As he said that, he flew straight past the Chen family and slowly went down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, the majestic crowd, like a split tide, made a narrow road. Wherever Chu Yun passed, people bowed their heads in awe.
In just three days.
Chu Yun left an indelible memory for Hong Kong Island.
The morning sun shone through the mist and rose. People respectfully sent him away. Hong Kong Island fell into a long silence until Chu Yun left. The crowd gradually dissipated.
This scene will eventually be recorded in the glorious history of Hong Kong Island.
That day, the boy reached the top of Lantau Island and gave Hong Kong Island a mountain of chrysanthemums.
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Somewhere in China is isolated from the world, by the wooden houses and lakes.
In the wooden house, an old man in a Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the kang. His eyes were closed and sweat dripping from his forehead. He was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The beads were rolling quickly, and the old man was chanting Buddhist scriptures quickly.
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As the Buddhist beads rolled faster and faster, the old man recited scriptures faster and faster, and an inexplicable storm broke out in the wooden house.
Suddenly.
The old man's Buddhist beads were all scattered all over the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, and his clear eyes were desolate and deep, as if he could see through all the years in the world.
"My nine demon snakes! Why did they die like this..."
He murmured in confusion, his eyes full of incredibleness, "Asia's No. 1 Feng Shui master, I have trained a good container for decades. Someone can kill him. It's interesting. China is getting more and more interesting."
After the words came to an end, the old man waved his hand gently.
Next to the lakeside, a group of old ladies were laughing and chatting.
Suddenly, an old lady screamed in horror.
"Look at it! The wooden house has actually disappeared!"
Another aunt smiled jokingly, "Cuiping, where did the wooden house come from? We have been washing clothes here for many years, and no one lives here! You are afraid you are blind!"
The old ladies giggled, but Cuiping was stunned in a daze and frightened place.
It seems to be crazy.
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It was the second day since I returned to Beiguan.
As soon as Chu Yun came back, he used the fragrance of Tianju to quickly refine the Guling Pill, and began to break through in seclusion.
At the same time, two uninvited guests came outside the villa.
"Is this where Chief Chu lives?" Wang Qiang leaned against a military jeep, smoked and squinted his eyes, and looked up at the 'Beiguan No. 1' on the top of the mountain.
Assistant Liu nodded, "Yes."
"Hmph! I have never seen an instructor as rich as he is. He is obviously not a good thing!" Wang Qiang said angrily.
Assistant Liu glanced at him and didn't say anything.
She and Instructor Wang were ordered to come to pick up Chief Executive Chu to Jianglong Military Region. She originally came alone, but Instructor Wang insisted on joining in the fun and insisted on following him, saying that he wanted to see Chief Executive Chu's skills.
Instructor Wang was dissatisfied with reason.
Originally, the Jianglong Military Region wanted to give the position of the chief tutor of the "Tianlong Plan" to Instructor Wang. Later, when Mr. Deng came back from Beiguan, Instructor Wang was removed from his post and became a deputy, he was naturally unhappy.
"After all, Chief Executive Chu was chosen by Mr. Deng himself." Assistant Liu reminded him at the right time, "I hope Instructor Wang must not be impulsive, after all, he is your superior."
Wang Qiang rolled his eyes in anger, "I, Wang Qiang, never look at superiors and subordinates, I only obey the strong! A nameless person dares to press on me, but I want to see how much he has!
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Assistant Liu's face changed slightly, and he frowned and reminded, "The information says, a master!"
When Wang Qiang heard this, he couldn't help but feel funny.
He was born in a martial arts family and was also considered a martial artist. Especially when his Wang family is in Nan'an, Jianglong, he is one of the best martial arts families. He is knowledgeable and understands the ways.
"Have you seen a master in his early twenties?" Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I have been fortunate to meet several masters. Which one is not an old master? The level of a master is so difficult. It's a big deal to be a master in his early twenties.
Grandmaster!”
"Even if it is my Nan'an Wang family, who has not produced a master in decades, can he still compare with my Wang family?"
When Assistant Liu heard this, he was slightly stunned, "What do you mean?"
"Old Deng also has times when he is sluggish." Wang Qiang said lightly, "I came here this time to check on Mr. Deng again, so that all the things I could bring into our military region, defiling the glory of our Jianglong military."
Assistant Liu seemed to realize something, and was so scared that he hurriedly said, "Instructor Wang, don't do anything wrong!"
Wang Qiang snorted coldly and waved his hand, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."
As he said that, the two of them climbed to the top of the mountain one after another.
After the two arrived at the villa, Chu Yun was in seclusion, and they could only sit on the sofa and wait for a while.
Assistant Liu was actually uneasy.
The people who were selected for the Jianglong "Tianlong Plan" were all top soldiers in the Jianglong military, many of them had a background in the martial arts family. These people were so arrogant that if the chief instructor didn't have many tricks, it would be difficult to convince the public.
In fact, not only Assistant Liu, but also the entire Jianglong Military Region, I think Instructor Wang should be the most suitable candidate.
Not only did he have a martial arts background, he was born in a military field, and it was the most appropriate for him to be the chief tutor of the "Tianlong Plan", but Mr. Deng refused to be the objection and chose such a stranger to come up.
The entire Jianglong military community is actually not satisfied with Mr. Deng’s choice.
But now that things have come to this point, their subordinates can only obey.