Su Le certainly understood that there was no cheaper to come to the door in vain, but he thought about it that there was nothing he had to do with him. Originally, these things were stolen, but now they were lost and reborn. They became sworn brothers at home and friends at home. It was not possible to have few friends in Nanwu. Although he didn't know Xing San, just judging from the fact that he beat Cui Dahu's sixteen strong men alone just now, he was definitely a master among masters. How could he suffer a loss if he became sworn brothers like this? Su Le thought of this and nodded happily, "San brother, you are my brother in the future, and I am your brother."

Xing San laughed loudly, pulled Su Le and the other knelt in front of the statue of Guan Erye Guan, the God of Martial God of Wealth in the cafeteria. Xing San lit three incense sticks and said respectfully: "Jun Erye is here, the young Xing Buyi and Su Le, please testify today. We will become sworn brothers from today to another. We do not want to be born on the same day in the same year, but hope to die on the same day in the same year."

Su Le said: "Third brother, why do I feel a little at a disadvantage?" I thought that this name is not very nice, Xing Buyi? Is it the injustice that will kill you if you do more unrighteous things? If you die in the same year and month as me, then I will have to live for more than twenty years less, and I am not worth it.

Xing San said: "Suffering losses is taking advantage. Wishes, but wishes do you understand? I am thirty-seven this year, you are only 17, I am so much older than you, you must have lived longer than me. Well, we don't count this, we will be blessed and difficult to share in the future. If you encounter any trouble, my elder brother will definitely charge forward. If your elder brother encounters any trouble, you, a brother, will have the responsibility to be the brother, right?"

Su Le nodded and said, "Of course." But he thought to himself that with Xing San's ability, he could solve the huge trouble by himself. How could he use it to intervene? No matter how you become a sworn brother, he will make a profit without losing money.

The two kowtowed three times in front of Guan Erye's statue. Then Xing San got up and went to the kitchen, took a kitchen knife, poured Zhu Yeqing left by the middle-aged man into a bowl, then cut his fingers and dripped blood into the wine bowl. Su Le also cut his fingers into his way, dripping blood. The two drank blood wine. Even if they were officially sworn brothers, Su Le was born as a child, and his mother had only one younger brother, and he had few contacts. Su Le had no feelings for his uncle's cousin. Today there was a big brother, and he felt very warm. Although he doubted Xing San's motive for swornship, he thought about his current situation. Even if he suffered a loss, there was no big loss. His entire net worth was only more than one thousand yuan. What can I do if I plan?

It is very strange to be sworn brothers. Before he became sworn brothers, he was still muttering in his heart, but after kowtowing in front of Mr. Guan Er and drinking bloody wine, he suddenly felt close.

Xing San held Su Le's hand and said, "Brother!"

Su Le also held Xing San's hand and said, "Brother!" He thought that he had become a half-true sworn brother, but now he becomes sincere without realizing it.

After officially becoming a sworn brother, the next thing is often to drink, and there is no shortage of wine and food in the cafeteria. When Chu Xijun and his daughter left, they did not take Biwuxuan's upper-ranked Zhu Yeqing away.

Xing San was not picky about dishes, but he was quite familiar with wine. When he was drinking blood wine, he had already drunk this. This was the best bamboo leaf green of Biwuxuan. Xing San smashed his mouth and said, "Brother, I really didn't expect that you would actually have the bamboo leaf green of Biwuxuan. This wine has been around for a long time and has been stored for at least twenty years. Now it is not visible on the market."

Su Le smiled and said, "Brother, you are so amazing. You can tell the origin of this wine by just taking a sip."

Xing San smiled and said, "I like the most in my life. I am not blowing it. I have drunk some of the wines that can be named in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad. However, Biwuxuan has gone bankrupt and the brewing method of Zhuyeqing has long been lost. Now there are no such wines on the market. Only some of them in the world have become treasures for collectors. The current market price of this bottle of wine is at least 20,000 yuan. I wonder where you get it?" Xing San still has some understanding of Su Le. Su Le's current situation is poor and even if he sells him, he can't afford to buy these two bottles of wine. Judging from his appearance, he should have no idea about the value of these two bottles of wine.

Su Le was stunned when he heard that these two bottles of wine were so valuable. He said truthfully: "This wine is not from the store, but from the two previous guests."

Xing Sandao: "Which customer is so generous?"

Su Le drank a sip of wine and said, "The father and daughter are surnamed Chu, and their daughter is called Chu Xijun!"

Xing San was obviously shocked when he heard Chu Xijun's name and his face: "Chu Xijun! Are you talking about the pretty Rakshasa Chu Xijun?"

Su Le nodded and said, "This nickname is really suitable for her. When she was at the gate of the First Prison, she hit Cui Dahu with just one punch."

"The First Prison?"

Su Le said: "Well, Chu Xijun picked up her father and got out of prison today. I happened to be chased by Zhuang Dafang by Cui Dahu and others. They just saved me the siege."

Xing San slowly put down his wine glass and said, "That's right, Chu Tianyue is out of prison, haha! I'm afraid another bloody storm will be set off in the world."

Su Le only realized that the middle-aged man who was released from prison today was named Chu Tianyue. Xing San's words had already revealed that both the father and daughter were not ordinary people. Su Le was curious and couldn't help but feel excited. If the appearance of the old beggar made him realize for the first time that there might be really a gangster in the real world, when he saw the martial arts skills displayed by Zhu Laoer and his daughter in cooking, he was full of expectations for this mysterious field. He thought that the martial arts world had long been far away from the modern civilized society, but suddenly he realized that he was in a bizarre circle of gangs, and these powerful gangs would actually appear beside him.

Su Le said: "Brother, who is this Chu Tianyue? Who is Chu Xijun?"

Xing Sandao: "Have you heard the eight sects of the world?"

Su Le said with a confused look on his face: "I have heard that there are all kinds of sects in the world, but I don't know what it is."

Xing San said: "The society we live in is actually a big world. Although you don't pay attention to him and rarely listen to people mention him, it does not mean that the world has disappeared." He picked up his glass and drank a sip of wine and said: "You don't know the world, but the world has always been there!"

Xing San's eyes seemed vague, staring at the green bamboo leaves in the cup, revealing unprecedented depth and solemnity: "The eight traditional gates of the rivers and lakes are the shock gates for studying the changes of the way of heaven; the tired gates for saving lives and helping the world and saving people; the glittering gates for studying all over the world; the book gates for exploring ancient and modern knowledge, the mountain and rivers of the world, and the Feng Shui gates for exploring the art of feng shui; the fire gates for elixirs and health care to pursue the way of immortality; the Jue gates for focusing on the way of being an official; the power and skills of being willing to fall into poverty in suffering

The important gate. The above-mentioned eight gates of the Jianghu, including Jingmen as the head, the main gate behind the Hall. The stars have changed, and the world has changed. The eight gates of the Jianghu have also undergone tremendous changes with the times. Today, the Immortal Gate, Piaomen, Cemen, and Juemen have long been away from the two words "Jiumen" and "Jiumen" have quietly drawn a line between themselves and the Jianghu, and even shamed them with the two words "Jiumen", "Jiumen, Huomen, and Fengmen are still in the Jianghu, but the talents under the sect have faded, which has become an unprecedented decline. Now it is rare to see their disciples appear."

Xing San stopped and drank a sip of wine, and then continued: "The only thing that has not changed much in thousands of years is the only sect. This seemingly down-and-out sect has never experienced a real decline, and it has flourished from generation to generation."

Su Le said: "A sect is a sect that wants to eat, right?"

Xing San nodded and said, "No, it's what people often call Beggars' Sect!"

Su Le's eyes were shining brightly. It seemed that there was indeed the Beggars' Sect in this world.

Xing Sandao: "The Beggars' Sect has existed for a long time. It really calls themselves the people in the sect. It started from Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang was a beggar and later became the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty. He thought the name of beggar was too ugly, so he changed the Beggars' Sect to be the sect. Later, the people in the sect respectfully called him the ancestor master. But in fact, the Beggars' Sect had existed for thousands of years before the Ming Dynasty. What kind of ancestor master can he be regarded as?"

Su Le said: "Does the Beggars' Sect divide into the dirty clothes sect? Does the Beggars' Sect have gang leaders and elders?"

Xing San smiled and said, "You all look at it from martial arts novels, but you are right. The current leader of the Beggars' Sect's surname is Zhuangqiong, and his nickname is Tiangan. It is said that this man is very skilled in martial arts and is greedy and playful by nature. He is very similar to the famous senior leader of the Beggars' Sect. However, this man acts like a dragon but never sees him. As for real people, he rarely appears in front of the public, and I have never seen him."

Su Le suddenly remembered the little beggar Zhuang Dafang. The leader of the Beggar Sect was surnamed Zhuang, and he was surnamed Zhuang. He was surnamed Zhuang. He was also surnamed Zhuang. It should be a relative relationship between the two, right? But the possibility is not high. Even if the descendants of the leader of the Beggar Sect are not rich second generations, they must be the most awesome poor second generation in the world. There are so many people in the Beggar Sect. If Zhuang Dafang is really related to Zhuang Qiu, and he will be away from home, he will have to have a bunch of beggars. But looking at Zhuang Dafang's appearance, he is just a small beggar at the bottom, and he is alone, so he should have no background or power.

Xing Sandao: "The most prosperous of the eight sects in the past was not the Beggars' Sect, but the Jue Sect. This sect that took the ability to play with the mind of power has now hidden in the official business world. Although most of them no longer think that they are from the world, and even ashamed of their status as the world. However, many Jue Sect disciples have already occupied high positions, relying on the power technique passed down by Jue Sect for thousands of years."

Su Le saw that the wine glass in front of Xing San was empty and added wine to him.

Xing San said again: "Compared with the increasingly withering scenes among the eight gangs of the rivers and lakes, entering the current era, the eight gangs of the outer gangs of the rivers and lakes have begun to flourish like never before."

Su Ledao: "There are eight other sects besides the eight sects?"

Xing Sandao: "That is what people often call the lower eight sects, the one with the largest number of people should be the first to promote the thief."
Chapter completed!