Shanghai.
Lao Letou is 55 this year.
He has always been single.
He usually likes to drink a few sips and play chess.
He cannot read.
But he knows a lot about astronomy and geography. Throughout the ages, he has always been able to talk a lot about it.
Today, he had breakfast and went out as before, preparing to play a few more games with his old rival.
In the last game yesterday, if my rook hadn't made the wrong move, I wouldn't have lost the game.
As soon as he went out, he heard the neighbor next door sitting there holding a chatterbox.
The old musician was not interested either and was about to leave, but a limerick in the chatterbox suddenly stopped him.
"There are talented people from generation to generation in the country, and strong winds rise in the lakes and seas. Tell the heroes of the world, and the loyal ministers will be seen in the heavy rain and thunder!"
Lao Letou said nothing, turned around and walked back.
He has been waiting for this poem for many years.
He didn't expect to hear it today.
He knew what the poem meant.
Add the first word of each game together, that is:
The world is in danger!
He closed the door, pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, opened it, and lifted off the clothes on it.
Then, a shell gun was revealed.
He checked it out.
Although the gun is as old as himself, it is still usable.
He went out again and locked the door carefully.
He didn't know if he could come back alive.
But this is my home, and I always have to lock it when I leave.
…
The world is in danger!
You Anyuan wrote these four words on the paper with a brush.
He is a successful businessman and is 56 years old.
He is full of children and grandchildren, his wife is virtuous and his son is filial.
How many people looked at him with jealousy.
His wife came over, holding a rattan box:
"Everything is ready."
He opened the cane box and looked inside. Inside was a submachine gun and a Browning pistol.
He smiled: "Thank you, I may not be able to come back once I leave."
"You've been waiting for this signal for so many years. Finally, it's finally here."
The wife also said it with a smile, but as she spoke, her eyes became red.
"I owe him. Without him, how could our Youjia be where we are today?"
You Anyuan picked up the rattan box: "From now on, the family will depend on you."
"You, walk slowly, see the third and fourth masters, and tell them that I miss them."
…
Countless people in Shanghai have received these four words:
The world is in danger!
Some, I heard it from the chatterbox.
Some, I saw it in newspapers.
Others were told by their companions.
Most of the people who received these four words came.
Carrying a variety of weapons, they silently arrived at the gathering place.
The youngest among them is forty-five, and the oldest is almost eighty.
Some had submachine guns, some had pistols, and some had axes.
The most exaggerated thing was that a gangster leader from the Youth Gang came over with a light machine gun.
Some of them knew each other, and some were meeting for the first time.
Everyone gathered together, no one spoke, just waiting silently.
At a glance, it looked like there were 1,560 people there.
A car drives up.
The car stopped and two people emerged from the car.
One, wearing a three-piece British tweed suit, tie, and an American brand's black windbreaker.
The hair was neatly styled with hair wax.
On his hand, he wears a "Longines" watch.
On her feet are "BOBSHOE" brand leather shoes.
His companions were dressed much more simply.
A gray gown and a pair of cloth shoes.
The hair is slightly gray, but it is neatly combed.
Then, two more people got out of the car.
They were actually two young and beautiful women.
When they saw these two men, there was a flurry of greetings at the scene:
"Third Master, Fourth Master!"
"Third brother, fourth brother!"
Meng Baifeng, He Ruyi!
Meng Baifeng and He Ruyi smiled and greeted these people.
"Xiao Le, you are old."
"Third Master, wherever Xiao Le is still there, he is now an old Le Tou."
"You Anyuan? I heard that you have done well in these years?"
"Fourth Master, if it weren't for you and Third Master, Xiaocui and I would have died long ago. Xiaocui said that she misses you very much."
"Hey, isn't this Ma Kuai Dao? The Kuai Dao is like a gust of wind, and you are fighting to be the first."
"Third brother, you, do you still remember me?"
"Are you eighty?"
"Third brother, he's seventy-eight."
"Ma Kuai Dao, I'm old, go back."
"Third brother, I won't leave. I'm still strong. Yes, I can no longer move under the knife, but I still have this."
Ma Kuidao opened his clothes, and there were two grenades tied inside. He said to Meng Baifeng: "Third brother, back then, my family was wiped out by the enemy, and I was almost hacked to death. It was you who saved me and avenged me." I'm here to pay off my debt. Third brother, I'm here to pay off my debt today."
Meng Baifeng nodded. He looked at these people and found that several familiar faces did not appear.
Ma Kuidao seemed to have discovered this: "Third brother, some people are dead. Some people were afraid and did not come."
Meng Baifeng said "Oh": "Isn't Geng Daping here too?"
"This bastard didn't come!" Ma Kuidao said bitterly: "Back then, Third Brother, you were so kind to him. For him, you went to negotiate with Shui Zitou alone and almost didn't come back alive. But this bastard …”
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions, there is no need to force things."
Meng Baifeng replied faintly, and then his eyes fell on everyone.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Meng Baifeng said slowly: "There is an emergency in the world. My son, Lao Si's student, is trapped by the Japanese. We want to rescue him, but it can't be done by me and Lao Si alone. I need you old brothers!"
I have to make it clear to you, this time, I am risking my life with the Japanese! I'm afraid more than half of us won't be able to go back. I never like to force others, stay or leave as you please! "
"Third Master!"
You Anyuan said loudly: "We all owe you and Fourth Master. Some of us owe our lives, and some of us owe our whole family's lives! Without you, I don't know how many of us would be alive. Now, it's time It’s time for us to return our lives!”
"Third Master, stop talking. It's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. Just give your orders!"
"Etc., etc!"
At this moment, several figures stumbled over from a distance.
Two people were carrying a stretcher. There was a patient lying on the stretcher, and beside him, there was a man in his thirties.
"Geng Daping?"
When they saw the patient on the stretcher, Meng Baifeng and He Ruyi blurted out at the same time.
Geng Daping's face was as pale as paper, and his voice was trembling: "Third Master, Fourth Master, I thought I would never see you again!"
"Daping, you are so sick, why are you still here?"
"The Jianghu is in an emergency. The third and fourth masters are in trouble. Daping has to come!" Geng Daping said with all his strength: "But my body is broken and I can live in a few days. I, I brought my son, Damn it, let him be the first to take the lead!"
"Daping, this..."
"Third Master, please stop talking. I, Geng Daping, owe you something that I will never be able to repay in my lifetime!"
