Hero Cultivation System

Just as Lu Hui speculated, in the next two days, Liang Gong led the Beijing police around again, causing all the armed policemen to fall on their backs and complain.

Originally, such an action was a provocation to the Beijing police. The police should have arrested the suspect in an effort to set the record straight.

Unfortunately, who knows who leaked the truth about this matter. All the police officers knew that they were doing private work for the three families of Lu, Li, and Miao. Not only were curses everywhere, but morale was also low. In the end, Ying Mao even became very mean. strong.

Especially in Sijiu City, the water is very deep. Even if the three families have deep roots in the military and police circles, it is not like they can cover half of the sky with just one stretch of their hands. They can get an official position in the capital. They all have support behind them, no. Everyone sells Sanjia’s face.

So on the third day, Liang Gong found that the number of police officers was getting smaller and smaller. In the last time, only seven or eight police officers from the police station were sent over for a casual look. He knew that the time had come.

Everyone has their own work and tasks, how could they be driven by Lu Lu, Li, and the Miao family every day? It was precisely because Liang Gong saw this that he spent three days doing a good job, and the effect was obviously not bad.

But that damn old man Ye didn't tell the whole story. He just said "dongjiao club" and he got it.

There are so many "private clubs" signs in the capital, most of them are restaurants, spas and other places that sell sheep over dogs. In addition, all parties have their own private clubs in order to operate relationships. Just by looking at the four clubs in the eastern suburbs, It is quite difficult to find the real location in just one word.

Liang Daxia didn't have that much time or connections, so he simply spent a lot of money on his brother, and finally got the information he wanted from an old Beijing man.

When they arrived at the field, Liang Gong realized that he almost took the wrong path. The "Dongjiao Club" that Lao Ye mentioned was just because this place was located in the eastern suburbs. It wasn't just the "Dongjiao Club" on the signboard. In fact, this ghost The place doesn't even have a signboard, and there isn't even a guard at the gate. It's ridiculously low-key.

"Damn it! Boy, there are four great masters here with a force value of 80 or above, and 13 people with a force value of 60 or above, but there is no aura of Lu Hui." After passing through the winding alley, as soon as they arrived at the end of the field, the handsome man reported immediately. Get the information he wants.

Bingo! I'm so lucky, here it is.

Hidden among a large number of residential buildings, the Dongjiao Club was obviously rebuilt from an old building, and should have been the residence of high-ranking officials in the old days. It has blue bricks and gray tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, palace lanterns and ancient locust trees. The heavy atmosphere of history is calm, and just those two The big copper door is amazing.

Liang Gong easily crossed the high wall covered with surveillance cameras and landed on the big ginkgo tree hugged by two people in the courtyard.

This large house with five fronts and backs retains its silent and mottled original appearance, which makes people feel like they have returned to the situation of the royal jade bowls of the past. The antique courtyard, palace lanterns, old-fashioned tables and chairs, figures and paintings, inside the courtyard The wind lotuses, willow trees, peach trees and ginkgo trees all made him stunned.

Damn, what a royal and aristocratic enjoyment!

But he was lucky. If this club was hidden in a high-rise building, it would really take a lot of effort to get in. It's a big house, so you can come and go easily.

Flying soundlessly over the eaves, he didn't know how many halls and courtyards he passed, and finally followed Shuai Guo's instructions to a small Soviet-style garden deep in the mansion.

There are small bridges and flowing water in the garden, countless rockeries and strange rocks, and four pavilions are built around the garden. Since it is dinner time, from his position, he can see many waiters coming in and out carrying fragrant delicacies. With an empty stomach, Daxia Liang swallowed his saliva.

"Lao Meng, don't you care about your apprentice?"

The tables, chairs, screens, cabinets, etc. in the house are all old objects, but the person speaking indifferently put his feet on the old boxwood armchair.

"How to care?"

The old man who was called Lao Meng had a rosy face, his waist was still straight, and his figure was tall and mighty. He was clearly the Meng Xiong who once appeared in Shaolin.

In addition to him, there were three elderly people in the house. The old man who asked the question held chicken feet in his hand and gnawed them with joy. A thin old man stood by the bookcase and pushed away his reading glasses and picked up the antique vase on the shelf to look at it carefully. , another old man with a pale and withered face was sitting on the Taishi chair with his eyes closed and concentrating. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall in his chest, he would have been regarded as a dead person.

"He is not young anymore. Don't you know what to do? Lao Guo, we are all of this age, do we have to stand up for them in everything?" Meng Xiong calmly ate with a plate of mixed cucumbers.

"Lao Meng, I really can't stand your way of maintaining your health. Look, I'm not afraid of vegetarians, and I've lived for hundreds of years. Why do you have to abuse yourself like this?" Lao Guo picked up another elbow. The juice drips from the bite.

"Nothing else, I'm used to it." After finishing his meal, Meng Xiong picked up a towel to wipe his hands, then moved aside to drink tea.

"Lao Guo, you haven't changed your temper in a hundred years, so you still think that this is the time when we debut? Fighting and killing will solve the problem?" The thin old man wearing reading glasses put down the vase and came over to sit down.

At this time, the haggard old man who had been closing his eyes to rest his mind opened his eyes and said: "Lao Xu is right, Lao Guo, in this day and age, if you can use your head, don't do anything. Haven't you seen what happened to Lao Yan?"

"Fucking Lao Wangtou, don't say sarcastic words. If Lao Yan hadn't rushed to get in that day, you might have been the one who died." Lao Guo stretched out his greasy finger and pointed at Lao Wang's face.

Lao Wang was not angry at all, and said: "Don't worry, it will definitely not be me. Brother, I would have been that boy's master fifty years ago. Back then, I couldn't take three moves under the old monk. So even if I am fifty He has grown up a bit in his later years, but he doesn’t have the guts to provoke his master."

Lao Xu also nodded and said: "This guy's martial arts has reached our level. He is young, strong, and full of energy. None of us are sure to control him one on one, so why bother getting into big trouble in vain? Just let Lu Hui, go and mess with him, hundreds of guns are useless now, no matter how good your martial arts are."

"Lao Guo, this is why I don't care about Xiao Hui. Instead of confronting the boy named Liang head-on, why not let these six men with guns catch rabbits? I heard from Xiao Hui that the boy named Liang has been chased. There is no way from heaven to earth."

"Hahaha! Do you think this is funny? Back then, the four of us were regarded as a serious enemy by the government, and I went to jail for several years. I didn't expect that Lin Lao actually had six minions for us to control. It was really ten years in Hedong. Ten years in Hexi." Lao Guo finished chewing his elbow and picked up a chicken leg. It was difficult for him to still have such good teeth despite his age.

"Lao Meng, let's not talk about that Leng boy. Let's talk about our martial arts alliance. I heard from people below that several big cities are ready to move again."

"Don't worry, Lao Xu. Let's just slow down a little. The China Overseas Five Communications Conference has made a big fuss. News came from Xiaohui's family asking him to take a break. In addition, there will be another meeting recently. At this juncture We should still put stability first, and when that person comes to power, we can do whatever we want. Isn’t that just doing whatever we want? Soon, China will be ours.”

The four old men all laughed loudly and wildly.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Dozens of steel marbles suddenly broke through the window and enveloped the four people in an instant...

"A bunch of dead old men, at their age, don't have to wait in a coffin to die. How can they still have the nerve to show up in this world?"