Chapter 35 Lessons

Yi Chen sat upright at the long table in the restaurant, carefully removed a piece of bone spur on the seven-gill eel meat, slowly put it into his mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, the chef in this restaurant is very authentic, Jester, I will go to his place for dinner in the future."

Jester, who was sitting on the right side of the dining table, quickly put a few small scallion ribs into his mouth and said vaguely: "It's not my business, these things must be told to Phil, but they are going to Manchester, and God knows when they will be back."

Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders, raised his wine glass and touched Feli gently, and took a sip of the red wine that was served.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and Kane walked in quickly. Phil's subordinates quickly added a dishware to come up. Kane looked at the dining table, walked to Jester and sat down. He pulled the tableware in front of him. With a knife and fork, a big sausage stewed with sauerkraut was put into the plate, and then he bit it down with a big bite.

Yi Chen smiled: "Kain, it's a pleasure to see you eat. Only those who are full of energy can have such a bold way to eat. I like the energetic guys... Is there any news?"

Kane voraciously killed the sausage on the plate, and pointed at the plate of grilled lamb ribs a little further away. Philee smiled and pointed out Sally to add a large piece of grilled ribs to Kane's plate.

Kane did not answer, but quickly wiped out the ribs, chewing the tender bones on both sides, swallowed them quickly, and then poured a liter of pure raw tan beer in one breath, then wiped his lips and said, "Boss, it's Rome, yes, Rome, that guy wants to have a Roman holiday... Their headquarters needs to be re-selected and the person responsible is held accountable. This guy applied for a holiday and is ready to avoid the limelight of internal rectification."

Yi Chen fiddled with the steak mixed with black curry on the plate and said with a tsk voice: "Look, look, our dear Mr. David, obviously not a qualified British Empire guard. After their nest was taken, he actually went to Rome for fun. How could this be? It really disappointed me... Well, when will he go?"

Kane shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can only ask so much information from the unlucky guy. I'm afraid only the bastard David, the bastard, knows the specific itinerary... I think he is going on vacation openly and secretly doesn't know what he is doing. Maybe he wants to go to Rome to get more capital for himself?"

Kane quickly filled his plate with food again, and leaned down and swallowed in big mouthfuls.

Jacet nodded, and his body sagged back and said, "Maybe, that guy can't deal with us, at least he can't deal with us now, so if he wants to take the lead in personnel changes, he needs some practical results to show to his superiors."

Yi Chen hunched and asked Kane, who had almost buried his head in the food pile, and said, "What did you do in the end if you are asking?"

Kane raised his head and said, "In a car accident, the poor agent crashed into a tanker truck. It is estimated that DNA testing could not confirm his identity, and all of them were burnt."

Yi Chen smiled: "Then, okay, the Fabio brothers who informed us, he should help us... Let him pay attention to the recent movements in Rome. If Mr. David appears in Rome, I will know it as soon as possible, do you understand?"

Kane nodded.

Yi Chen pondered for a while: "Of course, we need to give some gifts to Fabio. We should probably consult that old guy Viron to see the feasibility of registering a security company in the UK. We need a large number of well-trained gunmen... Especially when the Yamaguchi group is preparing to open the mountain gate in London... God, you are such a damn guy, why are all things coming together? Can't you give me a chance to breathe? Such a life is really tiring..."

At the door opened, a black man wearing a straight black tuxedo and a neat bow tie walked in gently, holding a big post from Mud Gold, and said in a little puzzled manner: "Boss, a restaurant owner on China Street invites you to their restaurant at noon tomorrow..." His face was full of doubts, obviously not understanding why his boss had a relationship with a restaurant owner on China Street.

Yi Chen took the post, didn't open it, frowned and asked him, "Where is the person who sent the letter?"

The big man spread his hands helplessly: "He threw the post in, said a few words and left... It's incredible that he could throw such a light post five meters away."

Yi Chen took a long breath, Phylli, Kane, and Jester quickly stood up, and even Sally widened her eyes. A post could be thrown five meters away, and the difficulty can be imagined.

Jester looked at Yi Chen and said with a bit malicious intention: "Boss, what have you done in China Street? Did you do something to abduct underage girls? Now they are here?" He reached out to snatch the post in Yi Chen's hand, flipped it quickly, then rolled his eyes. It was neatly written in traditional Chinese. How could he know it?

Jester's luck started to make a sound, and he threw the post out with his fingertips. As a result, a ball of fire wrapped around the post and turned into ashes as soon as he took off his hands.

Yi Chen looked at Jester helplessly: "Damn it, can't you try your own strength in another way? That guy has a high level of Qigong cultivation... Yes, Qigong, my master told me that some schools in the world in China have been passed down, and many of them have some connections with some of our sects, but what do they ask us for? Cheering power, how old is that guy?"

The black man rolled his eyes for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, he looked at Yi Chen's face and gestured for a long time and said, "It looks younger than you, the boss. Oh, the faces of the oriental people look similar. Of course, the boss looks particularly unique."

The poor shear flattery made everyone present laugh. Yi Chen shook his head and said, "Forget it, okay, this restaurant owner is looking for me, so let's look for me... I only know three or four old people in the Chinese area of ​​London. It doesn't matter. Guys, I'll know it when I go and check it out tomorrow. Maybe I can have an authentic Chinese meal."

Kane asked, "So, about David?"

Yi Chen waved his hand and said, "Don't be anxious, Kane, don't be anxious, I won't let him go easily. Since he has the courage to come to our door, he should have the courage and ability to bear all the consequences... In case, Kane, tomorrow, we will bring more people to the restaurant, and in public, we cannot use our own power... Wan clashed together, Jester, you are only allowed to punch, you are not allowed to use your superpowers, do you understand?"

Jester jumped up, waved his fists twice quickly, making a "swish" sound that broke through the air, and excitedly jumped back and forth with small steps, saying, "Don't worry, boss, I will let them know my awesomeness... haha..."

Fei Li shrugged her shoulders, walked over and leaned on Yi Chen, and asked him softly: "But, those people are all Chinese, boss."

Yi Chen whistled and said, "It doesn't matter, it's not necessarily malicious. Okay, everyone rest... Kane, remember to arrange the staff."

Kane nodded: "I'll check the terrain now, I will arrange the manpower. Shear force, the address of the restaurant, tell me."

Cher nodded and took Kane out.

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At noon the next day, Yi Chen took Kane, Philee, Jester and Sally to the agreed restaurant. There was a car behind him, including Kane's five subordinates. All of Kane's subordinates were secretly placed around the restaurant, and Phil's subordinates also came a large number of them, pretending to be tourists and wandering around.

Yi Chen looked at the already a little black golden sign: "Songhe Tower." He shook his head and said, "It's true, Songhe, why are you doing so elegant? Isn't it just a restaurant?"

There was no diner in the hall on the first floor, one was wearing a traditional Tang suit, a white cloth coat, black pants underneath, and a pair of green cloth shoes on his feet sat upright in the center, holding a cup of tea in his hand, whispered carefully, and then took a sip.

Seeing Yi Chen bringing nine people into the door, the young man quickly put down his teacup and walked over lightly.

Yi Chen frowned, and Jester was very excited. Both of them noticed that the young man's feet were heavy and light, and every step seemed crooked, but in fact, every step was the same size, walking along a straight line.

Yi Chen bowed slightly to the young man, but Jester stood slightly in a horoscope and showed a challenging look at the young man.

The young man smiled slightly, put his right hand on his back, and said with a faint intent on his left hand: "Please wait for Mr. Yi upstairs."

Yi Chen nodded and walked towards the stairs leading into the hall. However, when Jester was walking past the young man, he deliberately or unintentionally hit his elbow, aiming the tip of his elbow at the young man's heart, intending to make him look ugly on the spot.

The young man's face was unchanged and his finger popped out, and he happened to hit the numb tendon on the tip of Jester's elbow. Jester's hand shook, his eyes flipped, and punched him. Kane behind him stretched out his big hand, grabbed Jester's fist firmly, and said in a low voice: "Boss, go away, don't waste time."

Jester looked at the young man angrily, and his right hand blew over his neck in a knife shape, making a threatening gesture to him. The young man smiled, but still said nothing, walked forward like a flowing cloud and water, leading the way ahead of Yi Chen.

Yi Chen went up the second floor and bypassed the pine crane welcome screen. The posture in front of him surprised him slightly.

Several old men, who looked seventy and eighty, took a dozen middle-aged people to sit upstairs in the center of the hall upstairs. Behind them, there was a piece of red paper in a shrine with five big words written on it: "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers."

Yi Chen shook his head gently, walked forward, bowed to the old men and said, "Everyone invites me, I'm here, what's the point? If there is no advice, I'll leave." Yi Chen used Sichuan dialect near Mount Emei. He couldn't speak Mandarin well, so he had to say these things he had been familiar with since childhood.

An old man stood up and said in a slight voice that was the same as Yi Chen, "Mr. Yi, we came to you just to ask you a question."

Yi Chen looked at the old men and middle-aged men with a deep face, muttering in his heart: "I haven't heard of any powerful gang in China Street. Where did these people come from? Moreover, they have good skills." Yi Chen instantly grasped their strength. It can be considered as shocking to be able to see Yi Chen's strength at this moment.

The young man who led the way forward walked forward and Langlang said, "We just want to ask Mr. Yi, do you know those five words?"

Yi Chen smiled sarcastically: "Just kidding, do you think I am an idiot? Who doesn't know these words? Do you want me to come here on purpose and insult me?"

The young man continued, "Then..."

Yi Chen interrupted him: "Dear friend, this is the second question."

Everyone in the hall changed color. An old man holding a red sandalwood dragon head held a red stick of his crutch hard. The entire second-floor hall seemed to tremble. Jester whistled softly, surprised at the power of the old man.

The old man sternly said, "What a slick boy, haven't your master taught you the basic way of being a human being?"

Yi Chen said lazily: "My master? Strange, what kind of master do I have? Forget it, Feli, let's go, they all asked some strange questions for no reason, and I don't need to pay attention to them."

Yi Chen turned around and left. He used all the methods he used to deal with Wiggins and others to deal with these old men.

The old man present was furious. In their minds, they always believed that as long as they were Chinese, they should be more polite in the face of so many elders. Who knew that they would encounter a monster like Yi Chen? When they were on the mountain, the elders of the master never respected Yi Chen too much. Tian Xianzi and Tian Fengzi were simply crazy with a group of juniors. Who had taught him these traditional Chinese etiquette methods?

The wind roared, and the old man holding a crutch jumped up, almost sliding against the ground. The crutch roared and hit Yi Chen's knee bend, intentionally making him kneel to the ground. They also saw that Yi Chen had skill, but they did not expect that Yi Chen's skill and what they thought were nothing but two things.

Kane shouted violently, and punched the fist as big as a bowl, and the fist and the crutch hit the head of the crutch. With a loud bang, the old man flew back, and Kane also took a few steps back unsteadily. Kane exclaimed in German: "Is this old man a monster? Such a great deal of strength."

Yi Chen turned around suddenly, stared at the group of people with cold eyes, and said coldly: "That's all today. I don't want to talk to a group of people who don't explain clearly... Be careful, don't let me lose my temper, otherwise I will blow up your Songhe Tower."

The young man who led the way walked up gently and looked at Yi Chen calmly. Yi Chen was attracted by the divine light in his eyes. After looking at each other for a long time, he nodded gently and said, "I like you more, so I'll give you a chance to let you explain it clearly. I have always liked to make the problem clear..."

The middle-aged men behind were furious and stood up and shouted, "What an arrogant young boy." The old man who was also fucking Sichuan Tuyin even clenched his fists, and he saw that he wanted to teach Yi Chen a good lesson. Several subordinates behind Kane's faces chilled, and his hands reached into his arms, holding his own weapon. Their training allowed them to fire a gun within 0.07 seconds and then hit the foreheads of both targets.

The young man waved his hands slightly, and the angry people immediately calmed down.

The young man bowed slightly and said, "Let me introduce it, my name is Tang Hu. This old man with a crutch is my grandfather Tang Biao... These old men and uncles are also the leading figures of Longmen, our secret gang in China Street. I think you know our identities now."

Yi Chen crossed his hands, placed them on his lower abdomen, spread his legs slightly, looked at Tang Hu with his head tilted, and said, "Yes, I understand... Everyone is a gangster. Do you want to cooperate with me to do business? I will make a statement first, I don't get involved in drugs or women, but if you want a large number of arms, I think you have found the right person."

Tang Hu smiled and applauded softly, "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm neglected... You saw that if we want to kill people, we don't need arms. Our skills are pretty good, I have this confidence."

A grand master chair was lifted up and put it down directly facing Tang Biao and the others. Yi Chen slowly sat down. Fei Li and the others stood cautiously three meters behind Yi Chen.

Tang Hu took a few steps back and pointed to the red paper in the shrine and said, "Mr. Yi said he knew these words, that's so good. Please tell me, what do these words mean?"

Yi Chen was silent, "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers" was created by secular people, representing traditional Chinese morality. His master has never taught these things before, so he could only be careless: "Mr. Tang Hu, I think we don't have to waste time. Tell me, what do you want to ask me?"

Tang Hu asked solemnly, word by word: "So, may I ask, do you admit that you are Chinese?"

Yi Chen laughed in silence, shook his head and was about to stand up. He was about to speak, but when he saw Tang Biao below, all the people from the "Dragon Gate" looked at him with a solemn expression. Looking at the red paper that was blackened by the smoke and fire, Yi Chen slowly relaxed his body and leaned gently on the Taishi chair.

Tang Hu continued to ask him: "May I ask, do you admit that you are Chinese?"

Countless things flashed like lightning in Yi Chen's mind. I don't know when I have memories. I was young and less than three years old at that time, right? I was flipping through the garbage dump to eat... Two strange-looking old men saw themselves frozen by the gutter, rushed over and hugged themselves, and then they seemed to fly... The first time I remembered in my life, I ate a full meal and the first sip of hot soup I drank...

Also, those boys who are younger than me who chase after me behind me all day long to call me my senior brother...

The master who carries a board made of Tianshan Huang cypress wood all day long and hits his butt and wants to recite the formulas by himself...

I'm crazy all day long, I can pretend to be a dog and let myself ride the Tianfengzi...

When I returned to Shanghai, I saw so many people with black hair, black eyes, yellow skin like me, and almost collapsed on the sadness of the 'Duke of Windsor'...

All the way north, I saw those cheerful crowds...

The first time I saw the Great Wall in my life, the shock that the giant dragon gave me, the tears that dripped from me when I communicated with the soul of the Great Wall...

As Plov and his team went south, they saw miracles that embodies the ancient wisdom of the Chinese...

Yi Chen looked at Tang Hu and the others deeply, and looked at the same black hair, black eyes and yellow skin in front of him, slowly stood up, bowed slightly, and said softly: "Yes, of course, why not? I... I am of course Chinese."

Tang Biao suddenly pierced the floor with a crutch, and the hall trembled again. He asked sternly: "Okay, since you admit that you are Chinese, then I'll ask you, why do you want to cooperate with the little Japanese fucking mess?"

Yi Chen was stunned and stared at Tang Biao in a daze. He was both Japanese and Japanese. From Fatadio's mouth, he knew that the Japanese had had a holiday with China, but this time, he asked such a question of deep hatred from the mouth of his compatriots. Yi Chen deeply felt that when Tang Biao spoke of the three words "Little Japan", the hatred that came out of his heart, the deep hatred full of bloody smell.

Yi Chen didn't know how to deal with such a scene. What could he say? Can he say that he had been practicing Taoism on the mountain, and his masters were all hundreds of years old monsters? Can he say that he didn't know any modern history at all? Can he say that he actually didn't know anything at all? He said it, would these people who were looking at the murderous aura believe it?

Tang Hu asked coldly: "Mr. Yi Chen, why do you want to cooperate with the Japanese, that is, Yamaguchi Group? You admit that you are a Chinese, so why do you want to cooperate with the Japanese?"

Jester rushed out and shouted loudly: "Damn, what are you guys? Who do I want to cooperate with? You care..."

Yi Chen punched Jester out with a punch. Jester flew for more than ten meters in the air with a snorted bitterly, hitting a pillar heavily. The thick pillar that was held together broke from the middle with a click. Jester fell to the ground in a mess. He never dared to talk too much anymore, got up quickly, and stood behind Yi Chen honestly.
To be continued...