Age: My Small World

Chapter 218 Dark Market Founder

"Brother, why are you here?"

The younger brother didn't know how to address Yang Jun, so he just called him "big brother".

The way he addressed him almost made Mr. Hu doubt whether he had heard it wrong. Could it be that his apprentice had become the boss of this area?

"Don't yell, I'm not your eldest brother. Where is your eldest brother?"

The next moment the doubt was resolved.

"Brother Hu is still busy and can't come out for the time being. If you have any business, can you tell me first? I will go and inform Brother Hu later."

Mr. Hu secretly raised his eyebrows at Yang Jun. It turned out that his business had reached this point.

He thought about it and realized that the way here must have been opened up when Liu Shangxun brought him here last time.

Mr. Hu couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He had only been to the provincial capital a few times, but he had actually established such a connection with the local tyrants here. It must be said that this apprentice was quite powerful.

"I'm not busy today. I'm here to accompany my elders. If you know Mr. Zhang, please tell me what my elders just said. I'm not teasing you, don't worry."

I was shocked when I heard that. After taking a look at Mr. Hu in the light of the oil lamp, I nodded and went inside.

"Then please wait a moment."

"Ah."

After the younger brother had gone far away, Mr. Hu Ba spoke up, "You need to be especially careful when dealing with people here. Don't be fooled by their politeness on weekdays. That's because they're doing business. If you change the time and place, you can't tell whether they are human or ghost."

He has traveled a lot for many years and is very experienced, so he understands people like this very well.

He is polite and courteous in doing business, but if he gets into trouble and needs to retaliate, he will be a fierce general who can charge forward with a knife.

"Master, don't worry. I have the skills you taught me, so I'm not afraid of them."

"Don't." Mr. Hu shook his head.

"Skills are dead, but people are alive. What will you do if someone uses a gun? Remember not to hold on. When you need to bow your head, you still have to bow your head. Wait until you turn around and kill your opponent."

Yang Jun almost sprained his waist after hearing this reply.

I didn’t expect that the master is also a person who enjoys taking revenge.

"Come to think of it, I haven't asked you what that grappling move was about yet."

He was asking about martial arts.

Yang Jun said bluntly: "I learned this from an old soldier. I just wanted to have one more trick up my sleeve."

Mr. Hu didn't scold him. Instead, he said with satisfaction, "It's good that you're so lively. Knowing how to adapt is also one of the qualities of a person. Back then, I also learned Tongbeiquan first, and then after moving south, I learned Tan Leg from others. Only then did I have this set of skills. You have great talent. Maybe you can learn better than me in the future. It's a good thing to learn more skills."

"You're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry? Angry that you didn't take me as your master?" Mr. Hu pursed his lips and said nothing more.

It seems that he is really not angry anymore, and the old man is open-minded.

It's not that Yang Jun is too worried. It's really that the relationship between master and apprentice is like that between father and son, or even deeper than that of an ordinary father and son. If he finds another master, it would be like finding a stepfather. Then where would his biological father be placed?
Therefore, in the inheritance of martial arts, people often only learn one martial art, and they are not allowed to steal other people's skills. Violating this rule is a serious taboo.

After they waited for a while, they unexpectedly saw a large group of people coming from the opposite direction.

With the help of moonlight and his own eyesight, Yang Jun discovered that Zhang Hu was among them.

The leader was not him, but a tall and mighty one-eyed old man, who looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair, but very strong.

Judging from his face, Zhang Hu is 50% similar to him.

The facts are already in front of us, Zhang Hu should be the old man's son.

"Master Ba?!"

The old man's attention was all on Mr. Hu. When he saw his figure, he couldn't help trembling and his face was very excited.

Yang Jun's curiosity instantly rose. What was the story between these two people?
Why hadn't Mr. Hu mentioned this person before? If he were there, the aunt-in-law wouldn't be targeted, but Mr. Hu never mentioned him.

"Biaozi."

Mr. Hu called out calmly.

In an instant, the one-eyed old man's eyes turned slightly red, and he stretched out his big hand and hugged Mr. Hu's arm.

"Where have you been all these years? Why didn't you tell me?"

The old man's voice was filled with excitement and anger, more of a muttering.

"Hey, this isn't a place to talk, won't you invite me in and sit down?"

"Oh, I'm so excited I'm confused. Come this way, please."

The old man waved his hand and asked Zhang Hu to move everyone away. Then he led the way himself and walked side by side with Mr. Hu.

Zhang Hu nodded and asked his men to return to their original positions.

He did not go to the dark market, but followed the two old men.

After approaching Yang Jun, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

Yang Jun also had some complicated feelings. If he had known that his master had this relationship, he wouldn't have been so frightened in the beginning.

Of course, even if he really knew that Mr. Hu knew someone here, he would not give up his habit of being cautious.

When they arrived at a large yard, there were only four people left.

It is called a big yard, but actually it is just a separate courtyard. It looks quite spacious inside, but the things placed there are not up to standard, they are just ordinary objects.

The dazzling light is an electric light, and there is actually electricity here.

To be honest, this was the first time Yang Jun saw a private electric light after staying in the provincial capital for so long.

After entering the living room, Zhang Hu began to pour tea himself.

The old man introduced: "Eighth Master, this is my son Zhang Hu."

"Back then, you told me that my single character 'Biao' was too big to hold, so you simply named your son 'Hu'. Indeed, things have been going a lot better over the years."

Mr. Hu Ba laughed and said, "It's just some nonsense, don't take it seriously."

The old man said seriously, "How can it be nonsense? I think what you said is almost right."

As he spoke, he sighed, "If you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't have had the chance to see him grow up."

"It's all old news, why bring it up again?"

Based on the conversation between the two, Yang Jun concluded that this Mr. Zhang Biaobiao had been saved by Mr. Hu Baye, and he had been looking for him for all these years, but naturally there was no result.

For some unknown reason, Mr. Hu never came to seek Zhang Biao's help, which caused more difficulties.

"By the way, this is my apprentice Xiaoshan. Just take care of him when you have the chance."

Now Mr. Hu has handed this favor over to Yang Jun.

Zhang Biao immediately said seriously, "Don't worry, Master Ba. I will definitely do my best to help Xiaoshan in the provincial capital. If there is anything I can help with, I will definitely do it."

"You're too polite, Master Biao. I'll be sorry to bother you in the future."

"a piece of cake."

After introducing the two juniors, Zhang Biao found an excuse to let Zhang Hu take Yang Jun for a walk. In fact, the two of them wanted to talk about business.

Mr. Hu Baye suddenly came to him, but Mr. Biao didn't think it was just to introduce a disciple to him, there must be something else.

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