When Mr. Ma heard the frail old man Li Er asking for money, he was stunned.
In fact, Mr. Ma is not short of money. Regardless of whether he has done something to rob the rich and give to the poor in the past, he has already earned a huge family fortune.
Therefore, when friends in the martial arts world were in trouble, they would also ask the old man for help, and the old man would usually help them, just like the master had received favors from the old man.
But I have never asked for money directly like this. It is like if someone is in trouble and you go to help him, you are doing it out of kindness, but someone is in trouble and comes to ask for it, as if it is a matter of course for you to ask for money.
, but it is also suspected of robbery, which will at least make people unhappy.
Mr. Ma felt unhappy and pondered for a moment. When the thin old man Li Er saw it, he thought the old man was unwilling, snorted coldly, took something out of his arms and threw it towards Mr. Ma.
Mr. Ma took it and saw that it was a small gold ingot.
Shaanxi is a thousand-year-old ancient capital. Not only are there many cemeteries of princes and nobles in the vicinity, but also the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty, is also here. Because tomb robberies are rampant, despite Mr. Ma's objections, the gold and silver recovered from the ground are still there.
I have also seen a lot of treasures.
When I saw this gold ingot today, Mr. Ma knew just by looking at it that it was real and an old item. Could it be that these two people were tomb robbers? Mr. Ma shook his head secretly, because tomb robbers have been underground for a long time.
In the land, the body was curled up while moving around. It has been a habit for many years. Even in front of everyone, even if the person is tall, it will make people feel small and huddled. But these two people stood tall and tall.
Mr. Ma thought for a while and understood that these two people were either rich or noble. They must have had nothing to do and came here to have fun. However, he could not lose his posture. He immediately pushed away the hand of the old man Li Er.
"That's not necessary. Although I can't be said to be rich, I have enough food and clothing. Since the two brothers are short of money, it doesn't matter if I give them some." After finishing speaking, Mr. Ma estimated the size of the ingot and said to the servant.
, "Go to the back and ask Madam to get 20,000 yuan!"
When Mr. Ma handed the money that the servant had taken to the hand of the old man, the old man insisted on keeping the gold ingot. When Mr. Ma got angry, he took the gold ingot and threw it to the servant. "This
It's two old gentlemen who rewarded you, keep it!"
The servant was overjoyed when he unexpectedly got rich.
Seeing the two old men about to leave, Mr. Ma thought to himself that he wanted to kill people and send Buddha to the west. Since he had already helped, he would just help to the end. Maybe there was something wrong with these two people.
So I told them the contact information of the Loyalty League and said, with my face, there is no need to worry about the cost.
During the conversation between Mr. Ma and the two old men, Mr. Ma kept asking about the origins of the two old men, but the two old men did not answer, so Mr. Ma stopped asking any more questions.
So, the two old men went to the Zhongyi League. They were separated when they left the Zhongyi League and entered the customs. The thin old man didn't know where he was going, but the fat old man actually came to find me, but he met Chen Fucai and was chopped down by Chen Fucai.
My hand was broken. Later, when the fat old man saw Chen Fucai looking for me, he decided that Chen Fucai and I were in the same group, so he left, returned to the Loyalty League, and left again. The two old men did not come back to look for Mr. Ma again.
It seems that things in the world are difficult to explain clearly. For example, the fat old man found me from the beginning, so now I know what happened to the two old men. But by coincidence, the fat old man happened to meet Chen Fucai, and a series of things happened.
thing.
After listening to what Mr. Ma said, I consoled him, "Don't be too angry, Mr. Ma, it's just 20,000 yuan."
Mr. Ma angrily said, "Do you think it's because of the 20,000 yuan? That's his fault!" He cursed again, and then continued.
Mr. Ma was already very angry, but it was the first few days that made him even more angry.
This morning, after Mr. Ma had breakfast, the servant came to see someone who wanted to see him, so he naturally invited him in again.
At first glance, Mr. Ma looks like an old man, but he is a Taoist priest. He has white hair and an immortal spirit, but he looks like an outsider. The Taoist priest's facial features are correct, but his expression is...
Full of violence.
Mr. Ma said respectfully, "Where does the immortal come from to meditate? Do you have anything to do with me, Ma?"
Mr. Ma was quite reasonable about the Taoist priest. There is a reason for this. In the past, there were three kinds of people who could not be provoked. These three kinds of people were monks, Taoist priests and nuns. Because in the past, many monks, Taoist priests and nuns practiced hard in remote places. Except
Outside of the Dao Zang Sutra, he would pass the time by practicing martial arts every day. Unknowingly, his martial arts skills were extremely high. Because he was far away from the crowd, some people had eccentric personalities and would hurt each other if they had any disagreements. Therefore, people rarely provoked them.
As soon as Mr. Ma finished speaking, the Taoist priest asked, "I heard that two old men came here."
Mr. Ma was stunned and said, "What old man?"
"What are you talking about? Don't you know?" The Taoist priest stared, "Where have they gone!"
Mr. Ma was stunned. In fact, Mr. Ma knew that the old men the Taoist referred to were the fat old man Wang Da and the thin old man Li Er, so he pondered for a moment.
But the Taoist priest seemed to be unable to wait any longer, and shouted angrily, "Tell me! Tell me quickly!" The Taoist priest didn't have any kind words to ask, but rather looked like he was interrogating a prisoner.
Mr. Ma became angry at that time. As I said just now, the two fat old men Wang Da and Li Er were just rude to Mr. Ma, but this Taoist priest seemed to have tortured him to extract a confession. If Mr. Ma now tells Wang Da and Li Er
Where to go, that doesn't prove that Mr. Ma is scared! The old man will never be able to save his face, which is something that Mr. Ma cannot tolerate.
Moreover, it seems that the Taoist priest has some trouble with the two old men. If they reveal their whereabouts casually, it will be related to the reputation of the world, and Mr. Ma can't say anything!
Mr. Ma sneered, "I know where they went, but why should I tell you?"
The Taoist priest didn't say anything, but just kicked the old man.
Although Mr. Ma was old, he had practiced martial arts all his life and was very agile. He hurriedly stepped back. Of course, the kick missed him, but the Taoist priest pulled out the long sword from behind and stabbed Mr. Ma in the throat.
, the old man retreated sharply, but his back was already against the wall. His body paused, and the tip of the sword actually touched the neck of Mr. Ma.
Although Mr. Ma is old and his skills have diminished, he has practiced martial arts diligently all his life, and now he can easily subdue three or five big men. However, when the Taoist priest drew his sword from behind and struck again, Mr. Ma did not hide away. It can be seen that
This Taoist's swordsmanship is extremely fast.
Mr. Ma is a tough guy. Although he was forced by the sword, his expression remained unchanged. Faced with the Taoist priest's questioning, he became stubborn. Instead of revealing the information, he kept cursing.
The Taoist priest had no choice but to curse, "Ordinary man, stubborn old man!" He swiped the tip of his sword, turned around and walked away. It did not hurt Mr. Ma, but Mr. Ma only felt a chill on his chin, and the beard he had grown for many years was cut off.
And early the next morning, Mr. Ma found that the face of the servant who went to buy vegetables had been swollen. After asking carefully, the servant couldn't help but kneel down. It turned out that it was the Taoist priest who asked about the whereabouts of the two old men. Naturally, the servant
After the man was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he didn't dare to hide anything and obediently told the story of the whereabouts of the two old men.
This is also the reason why when we arrived at Mr. Ma's house, the door was closed. The servant who poked his head out was already frightened.
After listening to what Mr. Ma said, everyone suddenly realized that no wonder Mr. Ma cursed whenever he mentioned the old man.
The first is that Mr. Ma has never suffered the humiliation of having a sword pressed against his throat.
Secondly, although Mr. Ma did not reveal the whereabouts of the two old men to the Taoist priest, the servant did tell him after all, so it can be considered that Mr. Ma did not keep the confidentiality strictly.
Just at this moment, He Changzhi's phone rang. He Changzhi took out the phone, stood up, nodded to the old man, indicating to answer the call, the old man waved his hand, and He Changzhi hid aside to answer the call.
"What? The entrance to the hall was smashed up!" Everyone was stunned. Although the Loyalty League did not have a master in charge, it had very good relations with various gangs. How could anyone go to kick the ball? "What? A Taoist priest with a white beard?
"When everyone heard this, they thought, oh, I understand. It seems that the Taoist priest who cut off Mr. Ma's beard has chased the Loyalty League.
Because it was Master Ma's servant who revealed that the Loyalty League was smashed, Mr. Ma did not shirk his responsibility. He stood up and said to He Changzhi, "The smashing of your hall was all due to my negligence. Please forgive me."
, I will bear the loss of the hall!" He Changzhi repeatedly waved his hands and said no, no, no.
Mr. Ma became angry the more he thought about it. He stroked his long beard out of habit and couldn't help but stopped. The long beard had been cut off, leaving only a short beard.
Mr. Ma couldn't help but cursed again. When we saw him, we comforted him a little, dropped a lot of gifts, and left quickly.
Because if Mr. Ma's anger has nowhere to vent and is transferred to us, it will be very bad.