Ever since Chen Jinjun learned about the fall of Northeast China, he was angry at Huo Tingyu for why he kept such a thing from him, just because of a ridiculous reason.
The second is worrying about those old friends in the Northeast.
The second-in-command in the Northeastern gang said at that time that he wanted to be his boss and his brother.
But all this time, there has been no news from the Northeast.
This is enough to worry Chen Jinjun.
Now, Xu Fanming said that he had intercepted the Northeast gangsters, and Chen Jinjun couldn't wait to see if there were any of his old friends from that time.
Xu Fanming seemed to realize that Chen Jinjun's anxiety was wasted, and hurriedly comforted Chen Jinjun: "I'm not in a hurry now. I just know that I'm from the Northeast, but I don't necessarily know which family I'm from."
Chen Jinjun shook his head: "I don't know why, but when you talked about this matter, I always had a hunch in my heart."
As he said that, Chen Jinjun narrowed his eyes, as if he was remembering that time on the snowfield.
Xu Fanming naturally didn't understand why Chen Jinjun was so anxious, but he didn't know how to stop Chen Jinjun.
He shook his head helplessly and could only agree to take Chen Jinjun to Wangji Temple to meet this group of people.
At this moment, a coughing sound like a broken bellows sounded in a courtyard inside Nanshan Wangji Temple.
"Second Master, please drink some more water." The boy on the side quickly handed over the warm water.
The man who was called the second master waved his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry about me. You should look after yourselves. This is other people's territory."
The young man's lips turned white and he coughed as he spoke.
"No, the second boss and the first boss want us to send you out no matter what. You can't just give up on yourself."
One of the older-looking people took the water cup and was about to feed it to the young man.
"Go, go, go," the second master said with a look of disgust, "I am injured, not crippled."
As he said this, he wanted to do something to prove himself, but he just didn't have the energy.
I forced myself to take the water glass and took a sip. The burning pain in my throat eased a bit.
But while he was drinking, he felt his hand go soft, and the water glass in his hand fell directly to the ground, rolling along the sloping mud to the door.
When Chen Jinjun followed Xu Fanming to the door, what greeted them was not a member of the Northeastern gang, but a water glass dragging long water stains on the muddy ground.
Later, concerned voices came from the room: "Second Master, is the Second Master okay?"
Second boss?
Is it possible...
Chen Jinjun hesitated, and for a moment he was afraid to go in.
Xu Fanming glanced at Chen Jinjun curiously and walked in first.
The second master, who was surrounded by his own men, frowned and saw a figure emerging from the middle of the heads.
He waved his hands impatiently, drove away everyone around him, and looked at Xu Fanming, who had just walked in.
"Black clothes, black shoes, red sandalwood beads, former criminal officer, Xu gang leader."
Even though he had just drank half a glass of water, his throat still hurt so much that even his voice was interrupted.
This was the first time Xu Fanming had seen him, but Xu Fanming had only stayed in the capital for ten years before, and then moved to the northwest, so he didn't recognize him.
The second-in-command didn't care about this at all, and introduced himself in his already cracked voice: "Eight-foot chain hammer Ye Zibiao, Zhangjiazhaixing Erxiao."
While talking, Zhang Xiao looked at the hammer placed aside.
Xu Fanming followed his gaze and looked over. The huge chain hammer was placed on the ground. The iron chain in the middle was so smooth that a human figure could be seen, which was enough to tell that it had only been used for many years.
Zhang Xiao couldn't help but sigh, but this breath did not come out, but it made him cough several times.
Chen Jinjun stood outside the door and heard the sounds inside the room clearly.
When Zhang Xiao said his calling number in the arena, Chen Jinjun only felt a soreness in his nose.
God knows, it was nine years ago when Chen Jinjun last heard these fourteen words.
Inside the room, Xu Fanming cupped his fists at Zhang Xiao.
Zhang Xiao also smiled and replied to Xu Fanming: "We are here, excuse me."
Xu Fanming was startled and said quickly: "Don't bother me, don't bother me, things in the Northeast..."
Hearing Xu Fanming mention the Northeast, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but shook his head: "The Northeast... we can't go back."
Zhang Xiao waved his hands somewhat freely, but only he knew in his heart how much he hoped that this catastrophe would not happen in the Northeast.
"I just heard them call you the second in charge?"
Xu Fanming asked this question hesitantly.
But before Xu Fanming finished speaking, Zhang Xiao immediately waved his hand: "Don't say that, you are talking about the second master, now you may want to call me the first master."
Zhang Xiao said this with a smile on his face, but Xu Fanming could tell at a glance that there was not a trace of smile in his eyes, but only endless sadness.
"What about the boss? Why are you the boss?"
Chen Jinjun stood outside the door and couldn't help but lift the thick curtain and get in.
Hearing Chen Jinjun's voice, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but startled, and then looked at Chen Jinjun in shock.
Chen Jinjun looked at Zhang Xiao displeased: "Let me ask you, where is the head master? How can you be the head master? The head master's name is Zhang Wu, not Zhang Xiao."
She stared at Zhang Xiao with her eyes wide open.
Zhang Xiao looked at Chen Jinjun blankly, as if he didn't expect her to be here.
But Zhang Xiao was still the second in charge of Zhangjiazhai, so he naturally recognized Chen Jinjun.
But he didn't expect that when he met Chen Jinjun again, he would be in such a mess.
"I'm surprised to see you here again." A smile appeared on Zhang Xiao's face. This time, his eyes were filled with warmth, and there was no endless sadness like at the beginning.
Chen Jinjun didn't pay attention to what he said, but just stared at him eagerly, wanting to know what happened in the Jianghu in the Northeast to make Zhangjiazhai fall to this point.
Zhang Xiao waved his hands and coughed twice.
When Chen Jinjun listened to Zhang Xiao's coughing, he felt that it was very similar to the old Taoist priest from Limen. The coughing sound came from a broken throat.
"Go call the doctor. These few coughs have almost knocked out the lungs."
Chen Jinjun frowned and ordered Xu Fanming.
Xu Fanming didn't delay, he just waved his hand and asked people to do it.
On the other hand, Zhang Xiao, who was sitting on the kang, looked at Chen Jinjun and then Xu Fanming with curiosity.
"Didn't I say that you married into the Huo family in Yongzhou? Why are you now in the Qinghonghui?"
As he said that, Zhang Xiao had already narrowed his eyes.
Chen Jinjun took a quick look and knew that Zhang Xiao had gone astray.
"The one I married is dead." Chen Jinjun said to Zhang Xiao bluntly.
Zhang Xiao first raised his eyebrows in shock, and then touched his chin thoughtfully: "He is unlucky."
Most of them have followed Zhang Xiao for many years, and naturally they recognize Chen Jinjun.
Hearing Zhang Xiao say this, his subordinates also nodded in agreement.
Chen Jinjun shook his head helplessly: "Don't talk about me for now. I'm fine now. Why did my second brother become like this?"
It's not Chen Jinjun's exaggeration. The current Zhang Xiao is completely different from the second master of the Zhang family village back then.
Chen Jinjun still remembered his aura when he opened the skylight above the Taoist priest's head. He was completely different from Zhang Xiao who was sitting there looking weak now.