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Chapter 360 [Hidden Machine Front]

When he left, Li Qingran specially gave him a diamond-branded compound bow. This compound bow is extremely powerful and can withstand a pulling force of up to 800 pounds with a custom bow string system. The continuous tension technology used by the bow body, and the twisting and adhesion force is far beyond ordinary bows and arrows.

Su Le couldn't put down this set of compound bows, and returned to the car with the compound bow. Lao Mo had been waiting for him outside. Seeing Su Le coming back with a gift, he smiled and said, "Young Master seems to have gained a lot!"

Su Le smiled and said, "She didn't know about giving me a set of compound bows.

Lao Mo said: "Friendship is friendship. When it really involves the interests of the sect, no one can sacrifice his own interests."

Su Le deeply agreed with Lao Mo's words, and he couldn't help but think of Xing San. Could it be that the news about Xie Yunan was really revealed to them by this sworn brother? Su Le immediately denied this idea in his heart. Although Xing San had not been in contact with him for a long time, since they became sworn brothers, he had been loyal to him. Even the sixteen silk-wrapped hands at the bottom of the box taught him without reservation. Although human hearts are sinister, there are still some true feelings in this world.

At 9:50 the next morning, Su Le came to Tianjingsha. He proposed the meeting. As the master, he must show a certain sincerity. Only Pang Runliang and Lao Mo accompanied him to attend the meeting.

Chen Yunfu was very punctual. At 10 o'clock in the morning, he came to this teahouse called Tianjingsha on time. Looking at the red light hanging in front of the teahouse, Chen Yunfu narrowed his eyes and stopped moving forward, as if thinking. Following him were two middle-aged men, both wearing gray Zhongshan suits and two black patches on their inconspicuous elbows. At first glance, they had a fashionable contrasting color effect. As for Chen Yunfu, he was wearing brown double-breasted Tang suits and black pants. Black round-mouthed cloth shoes, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his white face. If he didn't know his origin, he would definitely think that this guy was a master of great scholars or a master of calligraphy and painting who was transcendent.

The Beggars' Sect has developed to this day. At least in their outfit, they have kept pace with the times. As an elder of the dirty clothing sect, Chen Yunfu has no sloppy and dirty dress at all.

What attracted Chen Yunfu to stop was the plaque in the teahouse. After appreciating the three words Tian Jingsha and looking at the signature, Chen Yunfu exclaimed softly: "It turned out to be Mr. Bei Qiu's work!" From his sigh, it can be inferred that he has certain attainments in calligraphy.

Pang Runliang had already welcomed him out and smiled and said, "Elder Chen is here, and he is in a position to welcome him. I will forgive him for his crimes!"

Chen Yunfu glanced at Pang Runliang. His expression was harmonious, but his eyes were filled with indescribable pride and indifference. Compared with the thousands of years of history of the Beggars' Sect, Qianjimen is not worth mentioning at all. Even though Su Donglai once led Qianjimen to be glorious, in Chen Yunfu's eyes, Qianjimen and Beggars' Sect are still incomparable. People pay attention to connotation, sects pay attention to the background. The foundation of the Beggars' Sect is like the vast ocean and the deep, while Qianjimen is just a shallow stream. This stream is now filthy and people's hearts are separated.

Chen Yunfu smiled and said, "Did Mr. Pang say these words for himself or for your sect leader?"

Pang Runliang was stunned by his question. Before he could respond, Chen Yunfu had already laughed and reached out to pat Pang Runliang on the shoulder and said, "Just kidding, don't blame me, don't blame me!"

Su Le sat in the private room on the second floor, Chen Yunfu's harsh laughter came from afar. Su Le frowned. He had no good impression of this person. He felt that this person had a hypocritical smell from head to toe. If he was a friend, Su Le would definitely go out to greet him, but Chen Yunfu was not worthy. It might be related to Chen Yunfu when he was targeted by the police in Nanwu. He was chased and killed on the way back to Shenhai from Nanwu. This guy is very suspicious. Yesterday, the evil beggar Kong Erfu led more than a hundred beggars to the entrance of the alley to perform a full martial arts move. The person behind him should be Chen Yunfu. Of course, Su Le would not like such a conspirator who provoked him repeatedly.

Chen Yunfu walked up the stairs, his footsteps were heavy and powerful, which made the whole building tremble. When he arrived at the door of Honghe Hall, Pang Runliang made an invitation gesture. Chen Yunfu looked up at the signboard of Honghe Hall and smiled and said, "Honghe, hehe, it's better not Hongmen!" He turned to the two people behind him and said, "You are waiting outside."

Pang Runliang smiled and greeted Chen Yunfu's two followers to go to the next door for tea.

Chen Yunfu walked into the Honghe Hall, Su Le stood up with a smile, he took a step forward and stopped there, reached out and waited for Chen Yunfu to come and hold on.

Chen Yunfu took three steps before coming to Su Le, smiling and said, "Mr. Su, we're meeting again!"

Su Le smiled and shook his arm and said, "Mr. Chen's style is still the same!"

Chen Yunfu smiled and said, "I have to ask you for your blessings, no illness or disaster! We beggars who eat hundreds of families have no family, no business, no money or power. The only thing we are proud of is this body."

Su Le smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is really good at telling jokes! Please sit down!" He let go of Chen Yunfu's hand.

Chen Yunfu sat down at the tea table, leaning on the sage chair of the chicken-wand wood, gently patted the armrest of the seat, and looked at Su Le opposite him with deep eyes. After not seeing him for a while, Su Le seemed to be more mature than last time, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and composed. Judging from his behavior of taking only one step just now, waiting for him to shake hands, this kid was deliberately doing this, trying to suppress himself in a momentum. Although he was young, he had already had some skills in scheming. Chen Yunfu did not feel any pressure because of Su Le's excellent performance. Such a young man was not yet at the same time to put pressure on him.

At this time, Chen Yunfu and Su Le had something in common. Both of them had smiles on their faces. Their smiles were fake and hypocritical, but they both seemed to be smiling sincerely. The tea artist came over to make tea, and Chen Yunfu looked at the tea artist's movements with interest.

Su Le said: "I heard that Mr. Chen is a scholar and a good person, and he is good at everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Chen Yunfu laughed and said, "It's just a rumor in the world. I am a beggar. I live a life of stagnation all day long. After this meal, I have no rest. How can I have any leisure to do those things? If this is the case, others will definitely say that I am a genius. I heard that Mr. Su was a cook who used to burn fire and cook stoves. I wonder if this matter is true or false?"

Su Le nodded and said, "Before coming to Shenhai, I was indeed a chef who cooked fire and cooked stoves. I spent most of the day with a kitchen knife, and the smell of onion and ginger!"

Chen Yunfu said: "The chef is good, and you take the lead in everything that smells good. You can taste the delicious food first. The most affordable thing in the world is your business. Think about it, we are also destined to beg for it. One is cooking and the other is beg for food."

Su Le smiled and said, "Times have changed. Now the people who owe money are the old men, and those who beg for food have started to look at the faces of cooking."

How could Chen Yunfu not hear that this boy was mocking him? He smiled and said, "Good luck makes people feel bad, but if you are poor, you want to change. If God doesn't appreciate the food, you can only find a way for yourself. You probably don't understand us beggars. You can be shameless and lifeless, but we have to get back the things that belong to us at no cost."

Su Le smiled and said, "If you want money, don't you live?"

Chen Yunfu smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's just that you want money but don't live!"

At this time, the tea artist had already brewed the tea, brought the tea tray to the tea seat, and poured tea for the two of them. Su Le waved his hand and signaled that the tea artist could leave. The tea artist bowed politely and retreated out of the door.

Chen Yunfu picked up the teacup in front of him, smelled the tea fragrance, and then took a sip of the tea ceremony: "Good Jin Junmei, it's a pity that this tea artist is still a little bit short of heat after all." He looked at Su Le and said: "Jin Junmei is particular about brewing boiling water. If you want to keep the tea soup clear and bright, you should inject water finely along the wall of the white-fooded cup, so as to protect the fluff on the surface of the delicate tea buds and prevent the tea leaves from rolling violently in the cup."

Although Su Le has read some books on tea ceremony, he is far from that of Chen Yunfu, an expert who has studied tea ceremony for many years. He sighed softly: "Mr. Chen is indeed well-known."

Chen Yunfu smiled faintly: "This is just the most common tea ceremony knowledge, not a lot of knowledge. If you live alone in the plains, you will think it is an amazing mountain when you see the hills. When he has the chance to climb Mount Tai, he will understand that the hills are just a small tomb!" Chen Yunfu's words meant to whip the young man in front of him.

Su Le said: "People who live in the deep mountains rarely see the whole picture of the mountains. If you want to truly experience the majesty of the mountains, you must stand on the flat ground. The angles are different. Some people think they look taller, but they ignore the limitations they stand on the mountains. Whether they look down or upward, they have their limitations. What does Mr. Chen think?"

Chen Yunfu smiled and said, "Mr. Su has so many life insights when he is so young, which is really admirable!" He tasted the tea and suddenly said, "Is there any poison in this tea?"

Su Le smiled and said, "Actually, everything in this world is toxic. Eating too much food will cause you to die of suffocation, drinking too much water will cause you to die of suffocation, and you may be choked to death if you are not careful. Everything must have a standard. If you pass the boundary, it will be of no benefit to others and yourself."

Chen Yunfu looked at Su Le with appreciation: "I agree with this. Do you still remember the last time we drank tea?"

Su Le nodded: "How can you forget? Shortly after we drank tea in Nanwu, I was invited to the police station by Officer Xia and interrogated it all."

Chen Yunfu said: "It's a pity that Officer Xia didn't ask anything and lost his life in a daze."
Chapter completed!
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