Chapter 501

Luke was not interested in attending such an occasion. He asked Derek Joe, who came from Hongmen, to take ah Jiu to the stadium. Derek Joe was Ling Xuzi's registered disciple. When he learned of ah Jiu's existence, the old man was overjoyed and excited. He called four or five times a day to urge him.

Luke understood how he felt. When he was young, the old man was frivolous and caused some romantic debts, but he didn't have children. When he was old, he shouldered the family responsibility, and he didn't plan to get married and have children. Later, that happened, he fled to the United States, and after several years of exile, he settled down when he met his grandfather.

Before he accepted Linda, he also had two disciples. Li Su, the first disciple, died young. Zhang Hanqing, the second disciple, also died young.

Linda doesn't know about these things, but Luke knows that, in a sense, Zhang ajiu is no different from his grandson.

However, Luke will not change his plan because of the old man's ideas.

In any case, the plan must be completed and no omissions are allowed.

Decker Joe is a typical Chinese American. He was used to the way of the United States when he was young, but his family education and surrounding environment made him curious. He and ah Jiu went to the VIP stage together, clasped their hands, and saluted in accordance with the Hongmen custom.

"You are the leaders of the major sects. I'm Derek Joe. I'm in charge of the contact affairs according to my young master's orders."

Lin Hong's eyes, hissing,

"Why didn't Luke Shaw come? I'm afraid."

Dirk looked at the grim looking old man with a white cloth on his waist,

"You are..."

Next to the people even busy way, "this is Lin inheritance, Lin leader."

"It's you."

No wonder dexton was wrapped with a white cloth around his waist. It turned out that his son was dead. He was in the car when he was attacked yesterday. The killers were so short-sighted that they dared to ambush the young master. As a result, needless to say, all the killers were annihilated, none of them ran away, leaving one alive. The rest were either killed or left to the Chinese special forces who came later.

The killer made it clear that Lin's eldest son hired them.

Dirk sneered in his heart, and his tone became bad.

"The young master is not interested in attending such an occasion. I'll be enough. If you really want to see my young master, I suggest you finish the funeral."

"You..."

Lin is furious and pours on him directly. He is grabbed by the people on one side.

Dirk flicked the dust from his suit and said indifferently,

"Yesterday's attack was a real eye opener. I didn't expect that there were snipers ambushing in a gun banning country like China. Unfortunately, the killers were so weak that they were captured alive before shooting. Leader Lin might as well guess what the police could dig out of their mouths."

The sound fell and the air sank suddenly.

Several old people have heard about yesterday's attack. They thought it was a fierce battle, but judging from the young people's words, it seems not so.

Decker raised the corner of his mouth and stared at Lin,

"You can't imagine what young master has experienced since he was a child. He can't even look at this kind of cheap assassination. However, as a subordinate, he doesn't care. It doesn't mean I don't care,

Lin, you have two sons and four grandchildren. The whole family has just ten people. I advise you to buy ten caskets so that they won't be enough. "

"Your Excellency is too rampant!"

Zhao Cheng said in a cold voice, "this is China, not America."

"Is it?"

Dirk said casually with a smile,

"Headmaster Lin, you might as well call your second son. There will be a surprise!"

Lin Chengji suddenly changed color. He quickly took out his mobile phone and called his son shivering. The rest of the people also looked ugly. No one expected that Hongmen's reaction would be so domineering and fierce.

The phone beeped for half a minute, but no one answered.

Lin Chuanji felt a little despair in his eyes. He pressed the hands-free button and called his daughter-in-law. When he learned that his youngest son had fallen from the roof, broken his leg and was not in danger, he couldn't help breathing and fell to the ground.

Ha ha ha ha!!!

Dirk laughed out of season, with his eyebrows raised and his face full of malice,

"You dare to hire a killer to ambush the young master even if you are such a person. It's really fearless of the ignorant."

Zhao Cheng can't see any more,

"Young people, don't be too arrogant. In China, Hongmen can't turn over the sky."

Dirk disdained to say, "I know this is China, so I asked him to prepare the urn. If the United States had it, it would have been thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

“……”

Everyone was angry and didn't dare to be cruel. Before, they always thought that Hongmen and the local underworld gangs in China were both strong from the outside but weak from the inside. Now, it's not the same thing. The local gangs used killing as a means of threat, and rarely really started. They were different. Once they spoke, it meant that you would really die.

Who is not afraid of death.

In the past, the leaders were also afraid of their hands and feet, and finally did not stand up.

Dirk shakes his head dully. No wonder the young master doesn't want to appear. These goods don't deserve to sit with him.

"Well, needless to say, ah Jiu has arrived. Where are your people?"

Chen Feng, a yellow faced man, came out from behind. When he saw the cocoons in his hands and the magic in his eyes, Dirk could not help frowning,

"He's really a master."

After thinking about it, he whispered to ah Jiu behind him,

"What do you think of him?"

The young man looked around,

"Not bad."

When dexton put down his mind, he had seen ah Jiu's ability to sense danger. Since he said it was ok, it meant that there was no big problem. He didn't want to screw up the job assigned by the young master.

"Now that all the people are here, let's start and finish early."

"Wait a minute!"

Lian Qigong stood up and said, "I have something to say more clearly than before. This contest is about the honor and disgrace of the ancient martial arts. If we win, you must return the plaque you picked and make a public apology."

Dirk's face remained the same, he said,

"What if you lose?"

Lian Qigong was silent for a few seconds and said in a low voice, "if you have any conditions, please speak."

"Seriously!"

Dirk eyes a bright, can't help laughing, "if you kneel down to learn dog barking, you are willing to."

All of you: --

"You're kidding. Don't be nervous?"

Dirk took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. "The young master said that if you win, the plaque will be returned naturally. If you lose..." he said strangely,

"It can also be returned, but on one condition."

"What conditions?"

"At the end of this competition, ah Jiu will challenge a stronger opponent. At that time, each sect will send five core students and 50 core students to help. During this period, you have to do whatever the young master asks you to do. You can't violate anything."