Mo Feifan insisted: "As long as he is a human being, he must eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and he must have weaknesses. As long as I wait patiently, I will definitely be able to wait for the opportunity."
"This time the mission is different from your past. The enemy you are facing is not someone else, but killing your parents and destroying hundreds of enemies in your village. I am worried that you will be impulsive and not only will you not kill the "pig cage", but you will take your life away.
Mo Feifan knew that Yu Lin was caring for him, and couldn't help but feel warm. He showed his dimples and suddenly laughed: "Hehe, don't worry, Uncle Yu, I'm already sixteen years old, and I'm not a child."
"No," Yu Lin refused, "You are also considered to be the one I grew up watching. We are nominally masters and apprentices. In fact, I treat you as my child. I can't watch you die."
Hearing these words, a warm spring flowed through Mo Feifan's heart. He bowed and knelt in the snow, and said emotionally: "Uncle Yu, please let me go. I have been waiting for six or seven years, and my parents and villagers have been waiting for me to take revenge underground for six or seven years. During these six or seven years, I have always wanted to catch Zhu Long and find three other enemies through him. I can't wait any longer, and I don't want to wait any longer. Regardless of whether Uncle Yu agrees or not, I must go this time."
Mo Feifan's every word is sonorous and every word is like a knife, which greatly touched Yu Lin.
He sighed, half-get up and pulled Mo Feifan out of the snow: "Okay, you have grown up and it's time to go out and hone it. I promise you to go. While I'm going, I have a gift to give you."
"Gift, what gift?"
"I will transfer forty helpers for you. These forty people are the elites of the younger generation in the gang. If you bring them with you, your chances of winning will be greater." Yu Lin said.
When Mo Feifan heard him, his eyebrows suddenly jumped and he looked at Yu Lin in surprise: "Uncle Yu, this...is probably inappropriate. Didn't Zhao Guang just say that the people in the gang will be transferred unless he agrees?"
Yu Lin Sigu looked at it and laughed, "I will give you the next order to withdraw from the gang with these forty people first. When you take revenge, it will not be too late for me to let you join the gang again. Uncle Yu is incompetent, and all you can do is this. I hope you can do it yourself and never be impulsive. Although the Yunhai Escort Agency does not have as many people as the gang leader said, there are still three or four hundred. Moreover, those Escorts are good players who are in the world, and they are not simple. You must not underestimate the enemy."
Mo Feifan knew that such a great kindness would never be rewarded by himself as soon as he knelt down, so he no longer knelt down. He clasped his fists tightly and bent down to thank him, "Fefan remembers Uncle Yu's great kindness in his heart."
No more words, Yu Lin pulled Mo Feifan and sat down: "Come on, let's have a few more drinks today, just to celebrate your achievements in advance."
"Okay." Mo Feifan did not refuse and sat down.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the two of them drank more and more. When the guests left, a layer of thin snow had accumulated on them. Yu Lin's alcohol content was good, and after drinking more than two pounds of white wine, he could still speak louder. Although Mo Feifan's alcohol content was not as big as Yu Lin's, the more he drank, the brighter his eyes became, as if he wouldn't be drunk.
At noon the next day, the snow finally stopped. Mo Feifan and his group of forty-one people rode forty-one fast horses and rushed to Qijiahuo Town, ninety miles away. Their whereabouts were very secret, and no one in the gang knew about them except a few people.
The fast horse ran in the snow for three full hours, and when night fell, he finally arrived at Qijiahuo Town.
Before we came to Qijiahuo Town, someone told Mo Feifan that this place is extremely prosperous and complex with various forces.
Although the number of people is less than half of Liujia Town - only about 100,000 people, the wealth in the town is dozens of times greater than that in Liujia Town. Among them, the sects led by the four major families, the Yunhai Gang, etc., are even more profitable every day and rich. In this place, any stall vendor may earn more than the bosses in other places.
Before seeing these, Mo Feifan thought this was a bit exaggerated. After arriving here, he realized that this statement was not false, and even more than that.
At this moment, it was already night, and most vendors in other towns had closed their stalls. Instead of removing the stalls, the vendors here lit oil lamps and lanterns and yelled them from time to time. The surrounding teahouses, taverns, yards, and casinos were crowded and lively. The guests were all red in their faces, dressed in bright clothes, carrying precious jewelry all over their bodies, and even the folding fan swords were inlaid with valuable gems.
Listening to the shouts and laughter of the people around him, Mo Feifan and others had already walked a long way on the street and came to the end of the street. Seeing the scene in front of him, everyone else swallowed secretly: "It is said that this Qijiahuo Town is rich and prosperous. When I see it today, it is indeed extraordinary."
"That's of course. I heard that the braised cuisine restaurants in this town have been around for more than a hundred years. The taste must be very fresh, and it makes people drool if you think about it." A fat man with a weight of more than two hundred pounds in the crowd said.
"Crazy, we are all with Brother Mo now, why are you still thinking about that little food every day? I don't know how to restrain myself." A shorter man who was only about Mo Feifan's shoulders but was one year older than Mo Feifan asked curiously.
Mo Feifan knew the two people who were talking, and they were also the two strongest among the forty people.
The fat one is Li Dafeng, which is delicious and as good as his name, so he is as destined to be like a madman when he starts to fight.
The thin one is called Hou Xiaobai. Because he looks like a monkey, he is often ridiculed as a "white monkey". Although he is inconspicuous, his skills are not bad.
"White Monkey" Hou Xiaobai is the captain and Li Dafeng is the deputy captain.
Li Dafeng held the reins with one hand and rubbed his round belly with the other. He smiled and said, "The world is big, and the food is the biggest. Brother Mo will not let us go to war on hunger, right?"
"Madman, why do you talk to Brother Mo?" Hou Xiaobai owed slightly and said to Mo Feifan embarrassedly: "Brother Mo, don't be as knowledgeable as him. He is a starving ghost and is reincarnated. He can eat more than ordinary people, and he is even more careless."
Mo Feifan smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay. We are all brothers, and we are not in the gang, so we don't want those rules."
"Haha," Li Dafeng patted his thick palms and shouted with a smile: "Brother Mo said this to me. Also, Bai Monkey, who said that the starving ghosts were reincarnated? You were reincarnated by the starving ghosts. With the old man's physique, it was obvious that the landlord and old fortune were reincarnated. Look at your thin appearance, it was really reincarnated by the starving ghosts."
Hou Xiaobai's eloquence is not good, and he has never beaten Li Dafeng in verbal battles. However, he has his ultimate skill.
Before Li Dafeng could finish celebrating, he had already raised his thigh and kicked Li Dafeng's big butt: "I'll let you see who is reincarnated by the starving ghost."
"call"!!
Li Dafeng felt that his butt was pushed by a cow's horn and staggered down from the horse.
Li Dafeng rubbed his big butt, lifted his pants that were about to reveal his ass, and cursed: "White Monkey, you pervert. Why are you kicking me on the butt? I'm not your wife. I'm going to have a butt for your feet to touch it."
"Hehe." The brothers around all laughed. Even Mo Feifan was no exception. I had heard Uncle Yu talk about these two enemies in life and good brothers on the battlefield. Although they usually play and make trouble, they are all people who can sacrifice their lives for each other as soon as they go to the battlefield.
"Brother Mo, let you laugh, we're having fun." Hou Xiaobai's face turned red and scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
At this time, Li Dafeng tried his best to climb the mountain. He glared at Hou Xiaobai fiercely and said, "Well, we are having fun. Brother Mo should not laugh at Hou Xiaobai. Of course, if you really want to laugh, it's okay. Hahaha."
Finally, he deliberately elongated his tone. The strange sound and tone of Li Dafeng attracted many people on the street to stop and watch.
"Haha, Brother Li is so funny. By the way, don't call me Brother Mo, just call me Feifan. I am younger than you, so I really can't afford this brother." Mo Feifan said politely.
"Or, no, no. Brother Mo joined the gang earlier than our brothers and saved the life of the deputy gang leader. Of course, it was our eldest brother."
"In addition, we brothers have also heard of Brother Mo killing Leopard Head and Qingtian. That's not something ordinary people can do. The people who are in the world are not divided by age, but by seniority and credit. So you deserve this brother."
...........
Brothers, I spoke in words, but Mo Feifan kept wavering his hands and shook his head. He was not pretending to be modest, but just felt that his brothers were here to avenge him. He owed his brothers a favor, and if he was even older than his generation in terms of title, he would be even more embarrassed.
Li Dafeng rubbed his stomach and changed the topic: "Brother Fan, don't be humble. If you continue to be humble, your stomach will be hungry."
Hou Xiaobai: "Yes, the madman is right. It's not too late to talk about the title again in the future. Now, we have to find a place to stay."
"Okay. Brothers, let's go to have a meal first." Mo Feifan said.
The group found a good tavern. After drinking more than ten jars of wine and eating a few tables of dishes, they stayed in this restaurant.
One oil lamp, two plates of peanut beans, three people.
"Brother Fan, I will go to find the turtle son's 'pig cage' tomorrow. If I don't beat him up all over the ground for my teeth, my surname will not be Li." Li Dafeng chewed peanut beans and said with a frank expression.
"You go, how do you go? There are hundreds of escorts at Yunhai Escort Agency. If you go directly to find the pig cage, you may not even see his face and you will die first." Hou Xiaobai gave him a blank look and said disdainfully.
Li Dafeng shook his head and sent a handful of peanuts in and said, "Don't worry about this, I've already thought about it. I'll call out the 'pig cage' in the name of martial arts competition. Then, beat him half to death as quickly as possible, and let him breathe first."
Hou Xiaobai looked at him sideways, and the old god said, "Zhu Long is not a pig's head, he is not as stupid as you think. What's more, with your skills, are you sure you can beat him? Don't think that if you have too much meat, it is said that he has a lot of meat."
"I have too much meat. My body is strong at best. I am not as thin as you, but as thin as a chicken." Li Dafeng protested.
Hou Xiaobai turned his face and ignored him.
"Brother Fan, don't mind. We are just like this. If we don't agree, we will easily be squab. By the way, do you have any good plans?" Li Dafeng thought Mo Feifan hadn't spoken, and thought he was angry, so he quickly rubbed his hands and explained.
Mo Feifan could also see that although these two men were desperate, they were brothers who had died, and no one would take their hearts. He waved his hand without hesitation and said, "The army has not moved, intelligence will come first. Before killing the pig cage, we must first find out the situation of Yunhai Escort Agency and Zhu Long, and the most important thing is to figure out what their enemies are."
"Information comes first before the troops move," Hou Xiaobai clapped his hands and said, "Although this sentence is simple, he is well versed in the art of military strategy."
Mo Feifan smiled faintly and said modestly: "I don't understand any military tactics. I only know that I know myself and my enemy and win every battle."
In the dim room, the three of them approached their heads to discuss.
At noon the next day, Hou Xiaobai came to the most lively tavern in the market alone. This tavern is not the highest-end one in Qi Jiahuo, nor is it the most expensive one in Qi Jiahuo, but it is the most customers.
The people who come here not only have peddlers, gang members, small officials, and landlords and butchers. They are really a mixture of dragons and snakes, but they are also a great place to collect information.
Although Hou Xiaobai is short, his appetite is amazing. He ordered a basket of soup buns, a roasted yellow chicken, a boiled mandarin fish, two pounds of venison, and a large bowl of hot soup. Of course, a pot of fine wine is inevitable.
The people present had seen something to eat before, but Hou Xiaobai's appetite amazes them. Many people even put down the bowls and chopsticks in their hands and looked at Hou Xiaobai with interest, wondering how he swallowed so many things.
The people around him looked at Hou Xiaobai like monsters. Not only did Hou Xiaobai not feel embarrassed, but instead shook his cheeks with a smile and started to eat and drink. This is the effect he wanted.
Not long after, his alternative behavior attracted a person's attention. This man was tall and thin, with a thunderous eyes, and he looked like a scoundrel with bad intentions.
The tavern is very lively and there are people coming and going.
The scoundrel squeezed into the crowd and slowly observed Hou Xiaobai. This man was nothing special except for being thinner. What attracted his attention was a purse on his waist. The purse was too big and bulging, as if it was wrapped in a few large gold bricks.
Seeing Hou Xiaobai tilting his neck to drink, his feet slipped and fell beside Hou Xiaobai.
"Oh, I'm dying." The rogue slapped his butt while shouting.
Hou Xiaobai, who was drinking, glanced at the rogue coldly, then smiled grimly and put down the wine glass. He changed his face to a kind-hearted person and helped the rogue up: "What's wrong, is this brother okay?"
The rogue stretched out his hand and touched Hou Xiaobai's wallet into his hand. While slapped his butt, he said embarrassedly: "I'm fine, I'm disturbing you to have a meal."
"It's okay." Hou Xiaobai waved his hand.
"That's good, that's good." The rogue secretly stuffed his wallet into his arms and was about to turn his head and leave.
But just after taking two steps, Hou Xiaobai followed him. The former suddenly patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "This brother didn't disturb me, but it's disturbing my money."
The rogue was shocked and turned his head calmly and shouted, "Little bastard, what are you talking about?"
While pinching the rogue's shoulder, Hou Xiaobai reached out to take out the purse from his arms: "What is this?"
"Little bastard, I think you are impatient." The rogue was so angry that he punched Hou Xiaobai with a backhand.
He thought that he would make a quick punch, and it would be strange if he didn't knock out the short front teeth. He knew that Hou Xiaobai was a monkey spirit. Before his fist came, he had already twisted his body, raised his wallet and thrust his head at the rogue.
The rogue punched the sky and his face immediately twisted, as if countless people were bounced towards his head.
Hou Xiaobai asked with a smile: "Who is the little bastard?"
The rogue screamed in pain, but he still refused to admit defeat. He took a few steps back and turned his head to greet him: "Brothers, come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, five ordinary-dressed people immediately turned into thugs and pulled out their sharp machetes and shouted. These people were all helpers of rogues, mingling among the crowd, silhouetted rogues.
The guests who were eating were afraid that they would hurt themselves by fighting and did not even pay for the meal, so they fled away in a panic. They only saw the restaurant Xiao Er holding a rag and shouted repeatedly: "Don't leave, don't leave, you haven't paid yet."
There were so many people in the tide, and the guests were in charge of so many people, and they ran away, fearing that they could not avoid it.
Let’s talk about Hou Xiaobai’s encounter with a scoundrel. Although Hou Xiaobai does not look strong, his palms are like the wind and his moves are sharp and ruthless. He did not show off his weapons, but just fight with bare hands and empty fists. After a while, the scoundrel and his accomplice were knocked to the ground by Hou Xiaobai, and his teeth fell off and his face was swollen. The machete used to chop people was also dropped on the ground like a decoration.
"I'll ask you, who is the little bastard?" Hou Xiaobai moved his fingers and stepped on the rogue's face.