"Hong Chao Xi, Hong Ying, please hurry up." The three of them walked into the inner building and went up to the upper floor. A long corridor appeared with people standing on both sides. Some of them stood at the door and looked anxiously when they saw people coming up. Greet immediately. "Uncle Jian, what's the big deal?" Hong Chaoxi saw that the person greeting him was a middle-aged man with a high status in the Hongmen. He looked at the formation in front of him. The row of people standing on the left were Hongmen disciples, and the people standing on the right were Hongmen disciples. Qinggang, this is the "Green-Red Formation", a high-level etiquette reserved only for receiving big shots. Although Mr. Yu is extremely powerful, it is impossible for the Hongmen of the Qing Gang to use the etiquette of the "Green and Red Formation". "The chief helmsman's overseas apprentice, the young helmsman, is back and discussing important matters with the one from the Yu family." Uncle Jian glanced at Li Hansha, and suddenly there was an angry look on his face: "You are becoming more and more ignorant. Why are you bringing outsiders in for today's big event? You think it's a gathering of friends? Brother Hong is about to step down. You have to take over his position. You should behave well in front of the young helmsman." "But" Hong Ying just said. She was talking, but was interrupted by Uncle Jian: "You are naughty and mischievous, you often get into trouble, and I usually dote on you, but you also have to know what is good and what is wrong. The rules in the gang do not allow you to interrupt." Hong Ying's face turned red and tears were flowing from this scolding. His eyes were spinning. Uncle Jian then clasped his fists at Li Hansha: "Brother, today is a big event for our gang. Outsiders want to avoid it. Where do you live, I will send a car to take you back." He was polite, but refused people thousands of miles away. . "What era are we in now? The rules of gangs need to be changed to make them look like gangsters." Li Han laughed hoarsely. He knew that the rules of the old times were strict, and no one could violate cuts, slang, and taboos, but At present, any gang has been formalized and corporatized. If it adheres to that style, it will be out of date and will be eliminated by history sooner or later. "Young man, be careful what you say." Uncle Jian's face darkened when he heard this. He had already attributed Li Hansha to the kind of young man who didn't know the heights of the world. However, he still didn't get angry, he just warned that if he still said something rude, then Just follow the rules of the Hongmen Youth Gang. "Uncle Jian, this person is a master." Hong Chaoxi quickly reminded in a low voice. "Oh?" Uncle Jian looked at it again and didn't see that Li Hansha was a master: "Young man, which sect are you from? Tell me your inheritance." "I am friends with people from the Yu family, and I want to meet the Hongmen. The chief rudder of the Qing Gang, nothing else matters." Li Hansha waved his hand and didn't care about Uncle Jian. With his status, even when he went to "Da Nei", the leader would come out to greet him. When he arrived at Hongmen of the Qing Gang, the boss would be there. The helmsman must also come out and treat each other with courtesy. "I don't know how high the sky is!" Uncle Jian felt that he had given in over and over again, but this young man still didn't know how to advance or retreat, and he must be taught a lesson. His fingers suddenly pointed out, using the Zhuifeng acupuncture technique, and they touched the numbness in Li Hansha's arm. With just a slight press, the person's whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, making him extremely uncomfortable and unable to move. Ordinary people will feel sore and numb for a while if their arm touches a numb tendon occasionally. When an expert splits the tendon and bone, it will make the person even more uncomfortable for days and nights. Li Hansha didn¡¯t dodge, he just let Uncle Jian press his arm. Uncle Jian's fingers felt like they were pressed against a fine steel block, and his finger bones felt a dull pain. He immediately stopped his hand, with a surprised look on his face: "Golden bell cover, iron cloth shirt?" Ability." Li Hansha nodded in approval. "Impossible, how could the Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt have cultivated to this level?" Uncle Jian was deeply aware of the power of his acupuncture skills. With a single shake of his finger skills, he could press cracks into the wall. "Who is the master outside, please come in and talk." At this time, the voice came from inside through the door. The sound is strong and loud, like a lion's roar, which can ward off demons. It can be judged from this that the person speaking inside the door is full of Qi, his internal organs are solid, the five Qi are condensed, and his breathing and breathing are as melodious as the sound of bells. "Yes, young rudder." Uncle Jian was shocked but didn't say anything. He opened the door and revealed the hall. Inside was a spacious tea room, which was a bit dark and the lights were dim. It seemed that the underworld liked this atmosphere. . In the tea room, there were two people sitting, one was thirty years old and the other was twenty-seven. The twenty-seven-year-old man has an air of wealth and nobility about him, and there is a jade ring on his thumb. The ring is full of ancient charm and green, and it is actually the precious imperial green, and it is also ancient jade. The thirty-year-old man was wearing ordinary casual clothes of an ordinary brand. He was casual and had a lazy temperament, like a cat slumped on the table. But Li Hansha could see that this man's inner spirit was like an Arhat sitting in a Leo constellation. , majestic, overwhelm the devil. This person cultivatesThe most important thing is the magical power of Tantra to subdue demons, which is the practice of Zen, enchantment, spirit, meditation, and physical body, with a mysterious color. ??The masters of the Tantric magic of subduing demons throughout the ages were all unworldly figures. Because of their practice, nine out of ten would become insane, and the remaining one would become disabled. Only those who are born with geniuses and have a strong Taoist heart can find their true self in the countless illusions of meditation. This kind of person has great charm in every move he makes. Under his aura, everyone centers on him. He is a natural leader. "Young rudder, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep an eye on this person." Uncle Jian followed with an apology on his face. "It has nothing to do with you. Just close the door." The thirty-year-old young helmsman waved his hand and glanced at Li Hansha: "Brother, what kind of master are you? You can't be an unknown person who has practiced martial arts to this level." This young helmsman has an ordinary appearance, but his eyes are like stars, with a moving color that makes people forget their common thoughts, and they are brought into their own aura by him unknowingly. His palms are also like glazed jade. This is the state of "glazed jade body" achieved through practicing Tantric Buddhism. "Li Hansha." After Li Hansha said three words, he directly asked the young helmsman: "Where is your master? I want to see him." This was very rude, but it was completely consistent with his identity. "What did you say?" The young helmsman sat up, his body straight, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. The temperature in the whole room seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees. "Wait a minute." "Young Master Yu" who was holding the finger of Emperor Dai Lugu was suddenly shocked and stood up: "Li Hansha? Are you Li Hansha?" "You are from the Yu family, right? I have met Yu Xiaolong." Li Hansha nodded slightly. "Brother Yu, do you know this rude person?" Although the young helmsman has a deep sense of self-cultivation, Li Hansha disrespects his master, and he must maintain his dignity. "Brother Mi, he fought with Zhongnan Sword Immortal in Dauchi, broke through the realm, walked on the water, and achieved the martial arts myth of indestructibility. He is indeed qualified to say such a thing." Young Master Yu gave a bitter smile and did not dare to sit down. Down. "King Kong is indestructible!" The young helmsman also stood up, "I also heard that someone in China has entered this realm and wants to come back to see, is it you?" "Brother Secret, don't be rude. He and your master are on the same level. The existence of numbers." Mr. Yu was afraid of being implicated, so he quickly said something nice.