Chapter 266

Righteousness and friendship.

Many young people around didn't know, but some older people still had some impressions.

It was created by Zhang Peng, an old boxer in Shanxi. Zhang Peng is famous for his fists and is called Zhang fist.

Zhang fist is a good Samaritan and a good Samaritan. He adopted a group of disciples without children and wasted half his life to open an escort agency in Zezhou. After half his life of hard work, he made the escort agency one of the best.

That's why I was selected by the Fang family to protect the escort agency 14 years ago. I thought I could take the opportunity to make a better reputation. Who would have thought that things in the world depend on each other. It is precisely because of this escort that more than a dozen capable disciples carefully selected by yiyouxing lost all their money.

Uncle Fang also died of serious injury.

There was an uproar in Shanxi.

More than a dozen escorts were damaged in the hands of a group of mountain bandits, and yiyouxing became a joke.

Zhang fist was angry, anxious and sad. He vomited blood and died. From then on, yiyouxing withered and disappeared in the sight of everyone.

I didn't expect to see the opening of yiyouxing again after 14 years.

This righteous friendship is still a fist of righteous friendship?

Everyone's eyes fell on the man who hung the plaque, and someone shouted out.

"Isn't this Lao Lei?"

Even if it's not impressive, everyone has been familiar with Deshengchang for more than ten years.

Lao Lei, the driver of Deshengchang, hangs a plaque here. Is it said that Deshengchang runs an escort agency?

That's a rare thing, but it's not rare.

Other rich businessmen will operate many industries, but Deshengchang only operates ticket numbers from beginning to end.

So now Deshengchang's enemies are slain and the young master is back to health, so do you want to flourish and open up new industries?

"Is this Desheng changkai?" Questions rang out.

Lei Zhonglian looked at the crowd and shook her head while lifting the ladder.

"No, this is a righteous friendship." He said, "this is the reopening of the yiyouxing of my master, old boxer Zhang."

It's really a righteous friendship!

The scene was informed by surprise and accident.

And he said his master was a fist?

"Lao Lei, aren't you a driver? What does it have to do with a fist?" Someone asked puzzled.

Lei Zhonglian grabbed the ladder with one hand and looked back at the man.

"I used to be the driver of yiyouxing. I studied under master Zhang. Fourteen years ago, I took the escort to escort Fang's family. I haven't finished the entrustment until I escorted young master Fang and young grandma Fang back safely from Runan. So far, yiyouxing's escort and commitment have been completed." He said, "so I can reorganize my friendship."

The people around were stunned.

This sounds like another strange story with twists and turns.

"Escort bearer? I remember! When Uncle Fang was attacked, three people dragged him out, and one of them was the surviving escort."

"Yes, yes, there is one. The escort also yelled around that he was not robbed by mountain bandits, but robbed and killed by officers and soldiers."

"So that escort is you."

Everyone's eyes focused on Lei Zhonglian again.

This is another old story, this is also an old man.

"Eh, you said you escorted master Fang and grandma Fang back from Runan." Someone thought of something and shouted, "is it you, Miss Jun, who is said by the storyteller, with her illness and old disability, who trudged back to Runan?"

Lei Zhonglian looked at him and didn't speak. He lifted the ladder with one hand and held it with the other hand. His sleeve slipped down, revealing his stiff right hand, wrinkled and twisted.

People standing close couldn't help shouting when they saw it.

This hand is obviously disabled.

Sure enough, he is the old cripple.

But since his hands are disabled like this, he can't dance a knife and get a gun anymore, can he? How to open an escort agency? Did the Fang family give him money to be the owner and recruit some escort?

"No." After Lei Zhonglian put the ladder in the door, he turned back and replied, "I don't invite an escort. I'll recruit some disciples, teach them Kung Fu, and then take them with me."

Him? Professor apprentice? With an apprentice escort?

The people at the scene were even more stunned.

It's a wonder that happens every year, especially this year.

Can a disabled person with one hand teach his apprentice to escort?

Lei Zhonglian has gone in, and the discussion outside the door is chaotic.

"Since he is the old cripple brought by Miss Jun, he must have experienced the ambush, the trap and the killing."

"What if he's experienced it? Can he kill himself like this?"

"I think it's just Deshengchang rewarding him with money, setting up a shop and playing for the elderly."

There was a discussion here, and the sound of horses' hoofs came quickly from the street.

"Let go, let go." With a yell.

The crowd saw that four or five soldiers rushed towards a general in a crowd. These soldiers were majestic and menacing.

The soldiers who came to Yangcheng either broke the gate of the county government or cut their heads, which made the people afraid and dodge.

The soldiers stopped the group in front of the gate of yiyouxing and dismounted in unison. The weapons and armor clattered, which was very frightening.

The soldiers dispersed and stood in front of the door with solemn faces. The chief general did not break through the door, but adjusted his clothes.

"Master Lei." He shouted loudly.

Lei Zhonglian came out from the inside and saw the soldier frown.

"General Tian." He said, "Why are you here again?"

The man called general Tian smiled.

"Our adults said we should look after the cottage three times." He said, "so I'll invite you again."

Even Sangu Maolu came out! For a cripple?

The onlookers were wide eyed and unbelievable.

Lei Zhonglian was not flattered, but somewhat worried.

"General Tian, as I said, thanks for your favor, but I really can't work for you in the Huaiqing Route Army." He sighed and stretched out his right hand. "My hand is disabled."

That big general Tian obviously couldn't pretend to be gentle. When he heard the speech, he took a step forward with a bit of enthusiasm in his eyes.

"Master Lei, don't be modest. We saw your Kung Fu in killing the enemy in baiheliangshan valley with our own eyes." He said, "we've also inquired. It turns out that you are Hualien with two guns. You can say the ability of these two guns second, and no one dares to say the first."

The onlookers were in an uproar and looked at Lei Zhonglian incredulously.

The name of Shuangjiang Hualian is similar to that of Zhang fist. Many people have heard of it, but no one has linked Shuangjiang Hualian with Lao Lei, a humble driver of Deshengchang.

Lei Zhonglian sighed softly.

"My Lord, my hand can't use two guns for a long time. When I escorted uncle Fang to meet a thief fourteen years ago, my hand was injured and useless. I can't take a long gun anymore. In the battle of Baiheliang Valley, grandma Fang stabbed my blood with a gold needle, allowing me to fight the last battle. After the first war, my hand was completely disabled." He said, "so I, who you saw in the first World War of Baiheliang Valley, will never appear again and never exist again."

The noise in front of the door disappeared, and everyone looked at Lei Zhonglian.

The disabled hand, the golden needle of young grandma Fang, was restored, and the first World War was amazing.

Why does it seem to fall on grandma Fang again?

There is so much information in it that everyone is confused.

"Well, is this also the nursery that the Fang family paid for?" Someone murmured, "is this too much childcare and too big a bend?"