This old man is probably in his seventies or eighties.

But his energy level is frighteningly good, his energy span is as long as it is endless, his eyes are restrained, pure and clear, and there is no trace of old age. He seems to be sitting in front of him in a trance like a mature man.

The length of the breath is the most direct way to judge the level of a person's kung fu. The deeper the kung fu, it means that the whole body is healthy, the breath can be breathed out from the pores, and the qi in the Dantian is strong. For ordinary people, if you take ten steps and ten breaths, others will

It takes twenty or even fifty steps to take a breath. The difference can be imagined. The explosive power in one moment is earth-shattering. This is accumulating energy.

"I'm afraid if I keep practicing, I'll become a thousand-year-old king or an eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise!"

Su Qing muttered in her heart, but she didn't relax her whole body. Killing a warrior is a matter of tiny details, but also a matter of inches.

"Eating noodles?"

Su Qing looked at the half bowl of noodle soup in front of him, turned around and said, "A bowl of noodles with oil!"

He was vigilant, but he didn't show it on the outside. Shang Yunxiang was a famous martial arts master in the world. Regardless of grudges, his kung fu alone should not be insulted, and he had to do enough to save his face.

"Boss Su, here's a bowl of noodles!"

At this time, another person came in on the dim street outside.

When I looked up, I saw that the man had a face like a crown jewel, long eyes and sparse eyebrows, an extraordinary bearing, and an air of easygoingness all over his body. At first glance, he was no ordinary person. He seemed to be smiling all the time. He was wearing a decent black robe and was neat and tidy.

, with hair wax on her head, glowing.

"Hey, Mr. Ye went to the hall to listen to music again tonight?"

When Su Qing saw the visitor, he laughed jokingly and turned around to serve another bowl of noodles.

This shop is also the property of the Ye family. It is really a big business. The rent has been reduced a lot for them. Since opening the noodle shop, they have been in contact with each other on weekdays. They don't see each other but Su Qing slowly feels something.

Weird, this old boy seems to want to join hands with him.

Two words, fond of martial arts.

Ye Wen has no worries about eating and drinking. Her daily pastime is either practicing martial arts or going to the hall to listen to music with her wife. It is common for martial arts people to be competitive, and it is inevitable to be excited when seeing new things. To be honest, he is idle, but he is also

She didn't want to stand out, and she was even more afraid that Su Qing would misunderstand that she was seeking revenge, so it was considered a disguised friendship.

He has practiced martial arts for a long time, and naturally he has acquired the temperament of a child of the world. He likes to associate with people from all over the world. I heard that if anyone is in trouble, he can go to the ancestral home of the Ye family to beg for food.

Now Ip Man is a real kid from a rich family, he has not experienced any ups and downs, and he has not encountered any high mountains yet.

The first thing he saw when he came in was the old man sitting there. His eyes moved slightly and he said, "Just eat here!"

Yes, here comes another master.

Su Qing rolled her eyelids and saw that the old man was sitting still. She didn't bother to pay attention to it. She turned around, took out the rag, and went to wipe the table and put away the bowls.

Come just come, whoever is a coward will be a grandchild.

It turned dark, and after a while, the last few people eating noodles left. Duan Xiaolou was dozing off on the table, Cheng Dieyi was playing with the children, and the barefooted old man and Ye Wen were the only ones left.

Su Qing was sitting in the corner, lighting a cigarette, preparing to refresh himself. As soon as he lit it, the old man holding a sea bowl and eating noodles suddenly raised his head, his mouth was full of oil after eating, he frowned, and said coldly: "Wu Ren Jieshen, this

Tobacco harms the lungs, didn't your master teach you?"

Finally he spoke.

Su Qing looked at the cigarette in her pocket. "I don't have a master!"

As he said that, he put out the cigarette butt.

The old man "sucked" a noodle and frowned deeper. "Bullshit, where would you have the ability to kill without a master?"

"Of course someone taught me that!"

"Then he is your master!"

"He didn't take me as his apprentice and only taught me the skills!"

Each of them said one sentence.

"Since you are not a master and disciple, you still want to stand up for him? You might risk your life!"

The old man asked again.

Su Qing sneered. "If the road is uneven, someone will plow it. If things are not fair, someone will take care of it. They confiscated me as a disciple but they are willing to give me their skills. This is a huge favor. They look up to me, but I can't look down on myself. If you are kind, I will do it."

You have to pay it back, and you have to avenge yourself!"

The old man was chewing garlic and eating noodles. Hearing this, he seemed to be thinking about his words, and finally nodded.

"Well said!"

He put down his chopsticks and fumbled around for a while.

Finally, I took out a post and put it on the table.

"Look at it!"

Su Qing frowned, what kind of name was this? She picked it up and opened it, and saw that it was an invitation.

The old man said: "In three days' time, in Jinlou, the Gong family will arrange a retreat in the south. You have to go and have a look!"

Su Qing sneered.

"I'm not going!"

The old man raised his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"You have to go!"

"Why?"

Su Qing wondered if it was another Hongmen Banquet.

"Retiring is like washing your hands in a golden basin. The Gong family will not interfere in martial arts affairs from now on, and all grudges have been cleared. You have to see it with your own eyes. Only when you go will the matter be settled. In addition,

Ma San is a descendant of the Gong family and was originally a member of the Chinese Warriors Association.

He lost to you, so the retreat in the north may not be counted. Many people are looking forward to the fall of the Gong family. People's hearts are complicated. When the time comes, the Chinese Warriors Association will be scattered, but it cannot be dispersed.

Because that is a lifetime of hard work for many people.”

The old man spoke very slowly, clearly and clearly.

Su Qing squinted her eyes in disbelief.

"To be honest, you are really not here to cause trouble?"

The old man shook his head and laughed.

"To be able to say what I said before, I think you have a good temper. You should understand right and wrong. Many things are more important than life. Ma San did something wrong. Whether he dies or not, it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that China

The Samurai Association cannot be disbanded, which means not only the warriors, but also the people of the north. The people's hearts cannot be disbanded, they cannot be disbanded!"

Su Qing listened without saying a word and remained silent.

If what the old man said is true, then he is looking down on the Gong family. Instead, he has become a spy through the cracks in the door and is on guard every day.

The old man looked at him.

"The Gong family can give in for the sake of justice, but you can't give in? If the grudges back then can be traced back to the bottom, it's hard to explain. There are all blood debts. The Gong family wants to retire because they want to put an end to this grudge and clear up the world.

With this grudge, the past has been wiped out, so you have to go to this Golden Tower again!"

Despite what the old man said, if he really goes up, I am afraid that all the sects in the north who want to get ahead will have to jump out, and he will have to block them one by one. In other words, the Gong family will have to push him away before they retire.

If you come out, you can avoid fighting in the northern martial arts world, and you can also protect the Gong family's reputation. It's the best of both worlds.

Su Qing is not a fool.

"Come on, don't rush me with your righteousness. I can still distinguish the hatred between family and country, but I am just a waiter in a restaurant. I have no roots, no power, no seniority. You let me

I'm going to a town hall, and if I go in, I won't be able to get out!"

The old man was confident. "Don't worry, why do you think we came here?"

Okay, I'll wait for him here.

"As you said before, it will be easier if you don't have a master. I will discuss it with my junior brother and the others when I get back, and accept a disciple on my behalf, and give you a title!"

"Wait a minute!"

Su Qing's eyes widened and her neck stiffened.

Why did all this going around get him in again?

He frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more unreal it seemed.

"If you don't want to, we won't force you to do it. It's Ma San's fault and he's also been killed. It's only natural. You don't have to worry about us seeking revenge. Just feel at ease!"

After talking about this, Su Qing's eyes narrowed and she said in a deep voice: "Okay, in this case, let's go there again. After all, it's because of me, and the personal grudges are over, so I'll just do it.

When the time comes, whoever dares to jump out, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Ye Wen on the side pricked up his ears and listened with a smile. After finishing the conversation, he said:

"You really should go!"

Su Qing's face darkened. He was breaking the rules endlessly. Hearing Ye Wen's voice again, he glanced sideways.
Chapter completed!