Huang Chen and Wang Fengwu left one after another, leaving only Hu Erlao and Hu Yin and his son in the house. Not long after Hu Erlao put out a pot of cigarettes, he immediately got addicted to smoking again. He lowered his head and knocked on the flint and fire sickle, lit the dry cigarette in his hand, and filled the house with several big puffs.
Green smoke lingers.
"Dad..." Hu Yin hesitated to speak.
"Brother Yin, are you also moved when you see Huang Chen get a ship?" Hu Erlao exhaled white mist and said with a faint smile. He knows his son better than his father, how could he not know what his son is thinking.
Hu Yin knew that he couldn't hide it from his father, and sighed: "I made an appointment with Huang Chen before him to come as my personal attendant in three months, but he became the master of a ship in the blink of an eye, so the agreement was naturally broken. Alas! How shameless I am.
It really doesn’t look good.”
Hu Erlao smiled and shook his head and said: "This means that everyone has his own destiny."
"Fate?" Hu Yin was unconvinced and couldn't help but say: "Didn't there be a Taoist priest with an immortal spirit who looked at my face when I was young and said that I would be a noble person in the future? There is no reason to be overpowered by Huang Chen."
Hu Erlao slowly put away his smile and gradually frowned. Why did his son suddenly mention this matter? He thought Hu Yin had forgotten it. Hu Yin had big round ears and long hanging arms since he was a child. He was different from ordinary people when he was five years old.
A Taoist read his fortune for him. Hu Yin was not very sensible at that time and only remembered the first half of the sentence. There is also the second half of this comment: If you want to be rich, you need to go through a great calamity, in which you will almost die. There are countless winds and rains on the sea.
Boats capsized and people died every now and then. Who among the people walking on the sea was not fighting against God? Er Lao Hu never died. The Taoist cursed the only son so viciously that he touched his scales and stabbed the Taoist to death with a knife.
Seeing that his father was silent, Hu Yin couldn't help scratching his head and said: "Why, did I remember it wrong?"
Hu Erlao took a long puff of cigarette, savoring the burning pleasure in his throat, and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to envy Huang Chen. If your performance satisfies me, my father will definitely give you a big boat next year. I will never
Break your promise."
"Is this true?" Hu Yin jumped up with joy, his eyebrows dancing with joy.
"When did Dad lie to you?" Mr. Hu's eyes were full of doting. Looking at him was like seeing that figure that had been blurred for a long time but was still unforgettable. Hu Yin's mother was a girl from a good family in Fujian who was robbed by Mr. Hu.
Because he had his heart set on something and was unwilling to commit himself to the bandits, he died of depression a few years after giving birth to Hu Yin. Mr. Hu was a vulgar man but extremely affectionate. From then on, he never continued his relationship and raised Hu Yin alone.
There were only two healthy women taking care of the father and son. Mr. Hu slowly came back to his senses and asked: "Brother Yin, you have been with Huang Chen for a long time. Tell me about him in detail."
"Huang Chen..." Hu Yin said quietly.
After walking out of the weapons shop, Huang Chen was thinking about what he should do next. The eight-oared boat would be retrieved in three days. During this period, he couldn't just stay in the market doing nothing, so he simply gathered his seventeen men and led them out.
After the market, we headed to the countryside.
When the five newcomers sent by Mr. Hu Er saw Huang Chen's young appearance, it was no surprise that they showed all kinds of dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction, and uncooperation. This was expected by Huang Chen, who always held back in the market, talking and laughing as usual, etc.
When he came to a deserted place on the outskirts, without saying a word, he jumped into the middle of them and knocked one person away like thunder and lightning. At the same time, he grabbed the shoulders and arms of the other person and used judo skills. He threw him to the ground and ran towards them.
The third person actually planned to fight one against five.
Huang Chen's move seemed extremely reckless, but in fact he was sure of victory. First of all, the martial arts of the five opponents were ordinary. Secondly, they had known each other for a short time and could not form a tacit cooperation. Thirdly, although Huang Chen was young, he had a high status and there were more than a dozen people beside him.
The men were watching eagerly, making them wary. In the end, Huang Chen would not give them any time to react, and almost knocked them all down one by one.
This time Huang Chen was not as cruel as last time, and there were no fractures. However, bruises and bleeding were unavoidable. The five of them fell to the ground, holding their wounds and moaning...
Huang Chen took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly, and said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, stop pretending, I acted with discretion, and it's not as serious as you made it look." He found that the five people were indifferent and continued to scream, taking his words as his words.
With the wind blowing in his ears, Huang Chen's smile gradually faded, and he said again: "Since you don't want to get up, I'll ask someone to help you." After saying this, he licked his lips at Zhang Xing, Yang Dong, Chen Si, Chen Wu and others,
Everyone understood, and immediately rushed up and surrounded several people, punching and kicking them. Among them, Zhang Xing was the weakest in stature but the most ruthless in his attacks. He targeted the face and beat the man until he held his head and screamed and begged for mercy.
Finally, with the help of everyone, the five people stood up one by one, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were in a miserable state.
"You know, you were just kidding with your own lives." Huang Chen wiped his hands and sighed: "Who do you think I am? A young boy? An ignorant boy? I am the leader of a group of desperadoes at sea!
You should feel lucky to have met me. Other pirate leaders would have thrown you into the sea to feed the fish. Since you are all newcomers, I can forgive you once. I hope you can remember this time.
Lesson learned, don’t make the same mistake again, otherwise..."
"..." The five people felt a chill in their hearts when they heard this.
A smile appeared on Huang Chen's face again and he said: "There is a saying that no one knows each other without fighting. I hope you don't be jealous."
"Don't dare, don't dare..." The five people shook their heads and waved their hands in panic.
"Don't talk about that." Huang Chen waved his hand and said: "It's said that we have been on the same boat for a hundred years. We are lucky enough to share the joys and sorrows in the same boat. This is a fate that has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years. We should cherish it."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Who knew what this "so-called" thing was about? They had never heard of it.
"Let's introduce ourselves to each other. Let's start with me. My name is Huang Chen..." After Huang Chen finished speaking, he pointed to Zhang Xing, Yang Dong and others. Those who were named imitated each other, and everyone quickly passed their names and acknowledged each other.
With a preliminary understanding, the atmosphere is slightly relaxed.
Huang Chen asked if anyone knew how to set off lighters, but no one answered. Huang Chen couldn't say he was disappointed. He had no hope. He also asked if anyone had martial arts skills. He went to sea to be a thief, so he couldn't be incompetent in martial arts. However,
Most of them were half-assed, and Chen Si and Chen Wu were no exception. They were far inferior to the skills he had developed through five or six years of hard training.
Huang Chen summoned Zhang Xing and Yang Dong, ordered them to hand out wooden sticks, and said: "From today on, I will teach you some simple and practical marksmanship, and you will have a good chance of winning in battles at sea in the future." Qi Jiguang said in "Ji Xiao"
It is said in "New Book": If you are good at martial arts, you can kill the enemy decisively. If you are not good at martial arts, you will be killed by others. If you don't learn martial arts, you are a fool who doesn't want your life. The same applies to us. If you learn martial arts, you are not
For no one, but for yourselves, so don’t be careless and take it seriously.”
"..." Everyone looked in awe after hearing this. The information revealed in Huang Chen's words clearly told them that he was not only literate, but also read military books. This was rare among pirates. No wonder he could become one at such a young age.
The owner of the ship is indeed no ordinary person... At this point, the last trace of displeasure in everyone's minds about Huang Chen's age has disappeared.
Huang Chen called out Chen Si to be his sparring partner and set a demonstration for everyone. The two of them each held a white stick and started to stand up in the field. Huang Chen nodded slightly and signaled Chen Si to take the lead. The latter hesitated for a moment and then strode quickly.
He came over, picked up the long stick and stabbed it in the chest. Huang Chen didn't move or move his body. He raised his arm and easily deflected the stick's path. He immediately took out the stick, faster than the electric light, and hit Chen Si with one blow. Unfortunately, Huang Chen couldn't use any strength.
, otherwise this blow would be enough to break his sternum. Even so, Chen Si was still in so much pain that he couldn't straighten up for a while.
Huang Chen walked over to inquire about Chen Si's condition, patted him on the shoulder, turned to his subordinates and said: "You need to know that the deck is narrow. Once a duel breaks out, everyone will be huddled shoulder to shoulder, and it will be difficult to change hands, so it's just a show."
Useless, routines are useless. The simpler the moves, the better. The volley and lash I just performed is the essence of it. After you have mastered these two moves, I will teach you some combined attack techniques and formation techniques.
I don’t dare to say that your lives will be safe, but it will definitely be much better than others.”….
Huang Chen once again demonstrated some changes derived from the two moves of Dial and Zha, and then began to teach his subordinates to practice the moves. Huang Chen stood at the back, looking back and forth. It didn't matter if the speed of the gun was slower, and it didn't matter if the angle was off. He didn't know how to do it.
He is overly harsh on beginners. However, if anyone dares to be lazy and fails to exert his full strength, he will immediately slap his back with the long stick in his hand, without mercy.
Guo Dayan was in tears as he followed the others in firing. He was the one who had been punished the most by Huang Chen. He was beaten four or five times with a stick. His back was bruised and bloodshot, and it hurt. He couldn't figure it out.
, his profession is to use firecrackers, what's the use of practicing guns and sticks? Just deal with it casually. How could Huang Chen beat him to death?
Guo Da's eyes were distracted, the strength of his hand was wrong, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong. As expected, Huang Chen's stick fell again, and his face was distorted after being slapped. He looked eagerly at Yang Dong beside him, hoping that the latter would say something to him.
A good word. Yang Dong remained silent and focused on practicing his spear. He himself was also taught a lesson by Huang Chen. It can be said that the clay Buddha crossing the river cannot protect himself, so how dare he meddle in others' affairs.
Zhang Xing trained extremely hard and was one of the few people who was not harmed by Huang Chen. Unfortunately, he had some congenital deficiencies, and his body and arm strength were average. Huang Chen thought it would be difficult for him to achieve success in martial arts. "The Road to Martial Arts"
It's hard to leave, maybe developing into firearms is a good choice..." Huang Chen thought in his mind.
An hour passed unknowingly. Everyone was panting like an ox, sweating like rain, and their physical exertion was close to the limit. When Huang Chen called a halt, the quota for the six three-eyed gunmen was also decided. There are no special requirements for firearms.
, so his criteria for selecting people were mainly based on training attitude. Six people including Yang Dong, Guo Dayan, and Zhang Xing were left to practice musketry and three eyes, and the rest were sent back to the market.