The further Luo Heng walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
It was as if overnight, everyone on the martial arts street knew him...
When did my brother become so popular?
Even the vendors on the street put down their burdens and bowed to greet me when they saw me?
After leaving Wuguan Street, the situation improved slightly.
Relying on his memory, he found a bank two streets away.
Luo Heng retracted his hand into his cuff and took out a gold bar.
After entering, he slapped it directly on the iron-barred counter and asked, "Shopkeeper, how do you collect this?"
At the counter, there was a little old man wearing round-rimmed glasses, his eyes peeking out from above the frame.
First, he looked at Luo Heng.
Then he moved his eyes to the counter.
After seeing the gold bar, a smile appeared on his face, he reached out to take the gold bar and weighed it in his palm.
"A large yellow croaker worth two hundred yuan is sold in the ocean for three hundred yuan..."
One stick costs three hundred, and there are eleven more sticks in Luo Heng's backpack. If they were all sold, they would be worth three thousand six hundred oceans.
The number is definitely not small these days. If released, it would be worth several times the wealth of a well-off middle class person in the city.
Luo Heng was murmuring in his heart.
That bastard Guo Liangqi bought a county magistrate for 200,000 yuan.
As a result, the bottom of the box is more than 3,000 yuan?
This is obviously unreasonable.
But thinking about it, the Fuqing Gang lost a lot of money due to the loss of several batches of tobacco.
There are still thousands of kilograms of tobacco soil in stock in the warehouse.
To have so much gold saved, it can only be said that Fatty Guo has a good way of making money.
Three hundred oceans is enough to cover the expenses of a boxing gym for a while.
Watching the old man slowly looking for the key, he went to the warehouse at the back to withdraw money.
Luo Heng leaned against the counter boredly and looked at the people passing by the door.
I was thinking that when I get the money later, I should go to the market first and buy some meat.
I still have to leave some money to hire Senior Brother...
Judging from the movies I watched in my previous life, a war will break out soon.
Foshan will be enemy-occupied territory by then.
No matter how powerful Luo Heng's boxing skills were, he would not be able to compete with the army of guns and artillery for the time being, so he had to make plans early.
Before, Luo Heng only thought about being alone and doing whatever he wanted in this world. He is not afraid of fighting.
But the two senior brothers, as well as the martial arts disciples like Ah Hou, were very close to themselves, the orthodox heirs of the Luo family martial arts academy.
It is not like in some film and television entertainment works where the main family has a good-for-nothing heir.
Some people jumped out to seize the family property.
Judging from the current situation, everyone is supporting Luo Heng and running the martial arts gym well.
Luo Heng could no longer be so free and easy, letting go of everyone and only caring about himself.
Perhaps, we should help everyone find a way out?
On the side of the counter, the closed iron gate suddenly made a noise.
Luo Heng came to his senses and turned around, and saw a man wearing a plaid suit coming out.
He gave Luo Heng a friendly smile.
Luo Heng smiled back.
The man took the initiative to extend a hand and said with a smile: "I, Zhou Qingquan, have just returned from Nanyang and are planning to do some business in Foshan..."
Luo Heng only thought that this name seemed familiar.
For a moment I forgot where I heard it.
However, he still stretched out his hand out of habit and shook hands with the other party.
These days, handshakes are not popular.
Only people who have lived abroad would have such etiquette.
Zhou Qingquan smiled and said, "Your surname is Luo, right?"
Only then did Luo Heng wake up. The other party said his name, but he didn't introduce himself.
In fact, Luo Heng didn't even understand this etiquette if he wanted to let the next generation go.
It just traveled through time and merged with part of the original owner's memory.
Those who have been dealing with these past two days are all warriors.
Many of Luo Heng's habits were somewhat in line with the original owner.
"My surname is indeed Luo. Does Mr. Zhou know me?"
Zhou Qingquan spread his hands and gestured to the chair next to him: "Sit down and talk. This Xianfu Money Store is the business of a friend of mine. I am temporarily staying here."
Luo Heng nodded.
Finally the name Zhou Qingquan came to mind.
Isn't this the patriotic businessman who is good friends with Ip Man in the movie "Ip Man 1"?
Luo Heng sat up slightly and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, what do you want from me?"
"Master Luo, haven't you heard of me?" Zhou Qingquan asked instead of answering Luo Heng's question.
Luo Hengqi asked: "Mr. Zhou has seen me before?"
Zhou Qingquan shook his head gently and said with a gentle smile: "I have never met, but your father and I were classmates. He mentioned to me several times that he was married in his hometown of Foshan and had a son, Luo Heng..."
Luo Heng was even more puzzled now.
Classmates with dad Luo Li?
Seeing Luo Heng's expression, Zhou Qingquan explained: "Didn't your father tell you about it at Japan Hongwen College?"
Luo Heng was really speechless now.
The father who sticks to the tradition of producing filial sons from behind the stick actually studied abroad?
This guy is really beyond his appearance!
Uncle Deng said before that when my father was young, he still lived in society in Huangpu Beach.
This time it’s Zhou Qingquan again. Speaking of his father’s overseas studies...
Dad has a really rich past.
Then he shook his head and said: "When my father was here, he never mentioned his past affairs. He only ran the boxing gym and taught his disciples every day..."
When Zhou Qingquan heard this, he seemed to think of something.
He shook his head and sighed: "Brother Luo Li, you don't want to mention the past at all?"
Then he said to Luo Heng: "Do you want to know your father's past?"
Luo Heng was curious in his heart. How much past his father had was unknown to him.
Those who could study abroad in those days were not ordinary people!
Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Mr. Zhou, are you willing to tell me?"
Zhou Qingquan smiled and said: "Actually, there is nothing to hide. The reason why your father didn't mention it is probably because he can't let go of some things in the past.
"In early 2009, Brother Luo Li and I were at Hongwen College. Your father had a strong personality because he had practiced martial arts since he was a child.
"Getting acquainted with Mr. Sun who was living in Japan at the time, Brother Luo Li resolutely gave up school, escorted Mr. Sun back to Guangzhou, and landed to preside over the national conference.
"There was a sensation in Guangzhou back then, and several martyrs died because of it..."
Luo Heng was stunned when he heard this.
Damn, in my memory, the father who only showed up when he was almost ten years old.
Luo Li seemed unable to sleep if he didn't beat his son for a day.
Is there such a past?
This plot sounds familiar, right?
Isn't this the plot of the movie "October Siege"?
"Later, he entered Yunnan and followed General Songpo to attack Yuan Dynasty. In 1616, General Songpo became seriously ill and went to Japan for medical treatment. His Majesty and a sergeant Zhang accompanied him and escorted him.
"At that time, we met in Japan. General Songpa died of a serious illness, and your father-in-law and Comrade Zhang escorted his body back to the country.
"When we parted, I expressed my disappointment with the Beiyang government and my intention to go to Huangpu Beach to seek assistance from Western powers. Later, the situation was turbulent and we lost contact.
"After I finished my studies, I chose to go to Nanyang to do business. When I came back this time, I heard that he had already returned to Foshan to run his family's boxing gym and was killed..."
To be honest, Luo Heng did not fully believe Zhou Qingquan's words.
Although I can't find any flaws for the time being.
But in the memory left by the original owner.
Father Luo Li has no other image at all except beating his son.
Who has studied abroad, fought in wars, and experienced Yuan's heroic spirit?
Secondly, it was also because, according to Zhou Qingquan, my father went to Huangpu Beach to seek help from foreigners?
This is even more nonsense.
It's the Beiyang period. Who doesn't know that none of those ghost guys are good?
If dad really studied abroad, wouldn’t he have this little knowledge?
What's more, Luo Heng won't think of Zhou Qingquan as a good person in the movie.
You will have no doubts about him.
It’s not like good people can’t lie to others…
Having experienced the baptism of the Internet information explosion in later generations, Luo Heng fully understands the complexity of human nature!
No matter how much of these stories about my father are true or false.
Luo Heng doesn't care much now.
After all, it's just a thing of the past, even if dad is a big hero!
Now he has been beaten to death by Jinshan Zhao!
hatred! Luo Heng has also reported it personally.
Everything is over.
Now, Luo Heng was only concerned about one thing.
That is the non-commissioned officer surnamed Zhang mentioned by Zhou Qingquan, the colleague who escorted General Songpo to Japan for medical treatment with his father...
This experience...?
Luo Heng suddenly thought of a possibility.
I almost blurted out the word "f*ck"!
Nima, surnamed Zhang! It's General Songpa who is closely guarding him again!
Nine tubes...
After talking for so long, Comrade Jiutong is actually a colleague of Dad?
Brother, don’t you have to call me uncle?
After Zhou Qingquan finished speaking, he saw Luo Heng deep in thought.
After waiting for a while, I found that he had no intention of waking up, so I couldn't help but whisper: "Master Luo?"
"Ah?" Luo Heng was awakened by the call.
Thoughts were racing in his mind, and with a calm expression on his face, he asked curiously: "Mr. Zhou is telling me these things just to chat, right?
"Since we are old friends with my father, you might as well tell me if you have anything to say..."
