Longmen Memoirs

"Take a good look, Corey."

Wei Yanwu didn't speak anymore. He stared intently at the fight below, even though there were actually no skills worthy of his attention in the boxing ring.

He just looked at the Dongguo boxers who were being pushed into a desperate situation by Chen Mo. Chen Mo's fighting skills had no routine at all. They were simple, straightforward, but also sharp.

Those golden eyes were like silent stagnant water, without any ripples. They just reflected the figure below, but their sight seemed a little wandering.

He remembered some past events, but soon as the smoke dispersed, he remembered the shadow-shrouded dragon gate back then. It was much more difficult then than it is now.

But he didn't have any worries at that time, because he was young, he was frivolous, he was unruly, he was high-spirited, and he dared to challenge a huge city with his sworn brother and the brothers he met.

He didn't have any fear or flinch. There was a fire burning in his heart, and the fire was so blazing.

But he thought of Edward's death again. His death was like a sharp sword thrust straight into his chest. There was no blood, but it was chilling.

He remembered the orders from Dayan and Victoria. Those thin words bent his spine, broke his pride, and forced him to make a choice.

Only then did he realize that he was helpless and unwilling...these words were too light to describe the young man whose faith had collapsed at that time.

His extraordinary life experience gave him far more insight and courage than ordinary people, but courage is only the temporary passion of young people, and when the passion cools down, he understands what it feels like to lose it.

Young people always view this land too simply, because they have not yet experienced loss, and because they can still be unrealistic. They embrace ideals, which are full but empty, and they try to fight against reality.

But reality is often so cruel, so cruel that no one can question or quibble, and so cruel that there is no way out. People always have to pay the price for what they have done, and some prices are too heavy.

He should have done better.

In the end, he was unable to take that step, unable to cut away this torturous world with a knife like the young man on the battlefield, because he left too many ties.

These worries dulled his ambition.

He would want to guard this Dragon Gate where he had made countless sacrifices. He would want to guard the bloodline left behind by his brothers and his own relatives. He hesitated, but Dragon Gate hindered his steps. He was willing to be buried with this city.

I have lost too much to remember.

For this city, for this dragon gate.

He buried all his regrets, guilt, exhaustion and unwillingness.

For this Dragon Gate, he would rather live with the hatred of his relatives all his life. For this Dragon Gate, he would rather become a ruthless ruler. For this Dragon Gate, he would helplessly watch the promise shattered and turn against each other.

Wei Yanwu had never thought about what it would be like if Edward could still be alive, if his sworn brother from the Yan Kingdom could also be alive.

He has done too many wrong things, and he knows they are wrong. All he can choose is to stop them when he can see them, because he does not expect too far into the future, just like he has never regretted looking at Talu. Even though La was taken away, he never regretted leaving Chen Mo alive.

The fight in the boxing ring was over. Hua Wei took Chen Mo away with a smile. They left the hall of the boxing ring talking all the way. The pride on Hua Wei's face was not concealed. The Dongguo man vented his anger in words that Longmen could not understand. .

Hanao can also speak a few words of Dongguo dialect. His pronunciation is not very standard, but he can still understand what he is saying.

He raised his thumb and made a sign on his neck. The Dongguo people almost wanted to rush over and tear this arrogant gangster apart, but they did not do so after all.

Hua Wei hoped that they would do this. After all, He Shengchang's territory here could still allow a group of Dongguo people to go crazy.

The Dongguo people restrained themselves very smartly and dragged their boxers out of the ring in despair. Before leaving, they looked at Chen Mo fiercely and left a harsh word from Dongguo.

Chen Mo couldn't understand what he was talking about, and could only understand one sentence of Baga. Dongguo's words were only specious with the language of a certain country in his memory.

Hua Wei came up again, smiled evilly and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder.

"He said Sister Gui will not let you go."

Chen Mo finally understood that Huawei brought him here not to box at all, but to continue to press with Shengchang's hands for three sessions in an arrogant manner, but Chen Mo did not feel any dissatisfaction.

Because he was sure that he would face the so-called ghost sister soon.

The Dragon Gate in Xiacheng District is actually very interesting. A group of underworlds who are sneaking around to make money and mercenaries who work for money are a perfect match.

The only regret is that Chen Mo still couldn't see Wei Yanwu. He had a lot to say to Wei Yanwu, of course, provided that they could both sit down properly.

Wei Yanwu stood up slowly, and his noise woke up the sleepy Rat King beside him.

"What do you think? Corey."

There was no reason for his words, but the Rat King understood what he meant.

"Why do you need to ask me, young master, I am no better than you. I am already old and I don't want to interfere too much with the affairs of young people."

"You are not old, Corey, and your reputation can still suppress the riots in the lower city." Wei Yanwu shook his head and replaced the long pipe with new tobacco: "You tell me, if I let him be a shadow guard Commander, will he accept it?"

"Ah?" The Rat King's voice was as slow as an old man's.

"No, no, he won't accept it." Wei Yanwu retorted to himself: "Then if I say let Hui Jie marry him... Hui Jie, ugh."

He frowned again and spoke softer and softer, like an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

The Rat King had never seen Wei Yanwu like this before. He had never been so hesitant in many years.

One can never look back.

We can only move forward with time, so that a certain decision made at that time will become a turning point in the future.

Chapter 12 Most things in this world cannot be distinguished from right from wrong...

"What did you gain today?"

Foxhound is really not a good partner, nor is he a good monitor. If Chen Mo were Wei Yanwu, he would probably fire this idle bastard immediately.

She always had a light smile on her face, which sometimes seemed fake, but when Chen Mo asked her why she always liked to laugh, she couldn't quite answer.

So she found a random reason.

She said: "The first impression is that if a person is always smiling, others will be less embarrassed to trouble him. This is my experience."

Speaking from experience, Chen Mo thought that if he let the fox hound go to the funeral, she would probably be beaten to death and thrown out. Maybe he should find a cemetery for her the next day, and the epitaph would read: "A certain year in a certain year" On a certain day of the month, he died taking pleasure in his misfortune, hoping that future generations would learn from it."

Her smile really makes it hard to dislike her, but if you want to like her, that's all.

He or she, a woman, Chen Mo didn't pay much attention to this at first. He was not familiar with the fox hound, and it didn't need to be said whether he was familiar with it or not. The first impression that the fox hound gave people did not want to be a woman. Her The mind is too open, and it is difficult for ordinary women to have this kind of openness.

And her face is too neutral, with no characteristics at all except for being delicate and bland. She is a very ordinary person. If she is thrown into a group of men, she might be able to stand out, but if she is thrown into a group of women, It has absolutely no charm or character at all.

Chen Mo's eyes involuntarily fell on the foxhound's chest. The buttons on the collar of her white shirt were half open, so she couldn't see more and there was nothing to see.

Chen Mo's gaze caught the foxhound's attention. It was difficult not to attract attention, especially when the foxhound was sitting in the car and Chen Mo was leaning next to the car. Every move he made fell in the foxhound's eyes. .

"What's that look on your face?" Foxhound raised her eyebrows. What I hadn't noticed before was that her eyebrows were very thin, not as thin as a man's.

She was never a man.

"I just heard someone tell you something interesting?"

Chen Mo lowered his voice and stared into the foxhound's eyes.

He still had a strong smell of alcohol and perfume. The mixed smell made Foxhound twitch his nose like a dog. He had just come out of the KTV. Huawei's singing was really like a kind of torture, but Fortunately, he was generous enough to make up for this minor flaw.

Longmen's extravagant life reminded Chen Mo of Sfeldt from Colombia. Sfield and Huawei definitely had the same odor as each other, which was a drag on Sfield. Chen Mo managed to avoid making any fools of himself, but to be honest, he still didn't like it. He was so used to girls leaning against him.

Hua Wei was very drunk and told Chen Mo to remember to come to him tomorrow, so he left the box with the two beautiful girls, leaving Chen Mo where he was. His smile was really evil, including his treatment of the girls. Bragging about the great future of his newly recognized brother.

Foxhound's call came at the perfect time.

The eyes of the Longmen girls were shining, they were passionate, sexy and hot, and it took Chen Mo a lot of effort to escape.

Chen Mo walked around the engine and opened the passenger door and got into the car. The foxhound's head followed his figure until Chen Mo sat on the passenger seat and landed on him.

"What's so interesting?"

"A little story." Chen Mo said nonsense: "A strange story about a vixen who disguised herself as a man and a scholar at the academy. The young fox was caught by a hunter's trap, but the scholar saved her life, so she dressed up as a man. Enter the academy and become brothers with the scholars."

Over the years, his storytelling skills have declined a lot.

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned to look at the foxhound sitting next to him. The car was dark, and the dim street lights illuminated the scene inside the car. The foxhound suddenly fell silent and looked at Chen Mo with pursed lips.

When Chen Mo finished speaking, she smiled with the corners of her mouth raised.

"That's really interesting." She said, putting her hands on the steering wheel and curiously asked: "What's the result?"

"I don't know the result either." Chen Mo shook his head and leaned back on his seat: "Your call came before the girl finished speaking."

"I'm really sorry for disturbing your good things." Foxhound said, but there was no apology in his words. He pointed to the outside of the car: "If you feel it's a pity, it's probably not too late for you to go into your gentle country now. "

"Forget it, actually I just figured it out. Your call came at the right time."

"Are you sorry you didn't finish hearing that story?" Foxhound started the car and stepped on the accelerator.

Chen Mo turned to look at her.

"The story is false. Isn't there someone similar to the one in the story next to me?"

Chen Mo looked at the foxhound's handsome profile.

Looking at it now, she does look a bit like a woman.

"I feel like you're thinking of something bad?" Foxhound said without turning around.

"I've never seen it so flat...I'm sorry."

"Blame me?"

There was some resentment in Foxhound's words. He reached for the paper bag placed next to the driver's seat and threw it into Chen Mo's arms. She didn't mind that she was a woman, and she didn't specifically explain that she was a man.

But people are always accustomed to deciding their perception of others at first sight.

Chen Mo opened it and found a hidden black headset inside. Foxhound used his right index finger to tap his right ear.

Chen Mo put it on.

Foxhound's words rang out from the headset.

"You haven't said what you gained today?"

Chen Mo turned to look at the night scene outside the car window. Rows of lights were lit across the artificial river. A light rain started to fall in the night. The rain became heavier in an instant. The outside of the glass was foggy, and water marks slid down the glass. , the car was so quiet that you could hear the splashing of water, and the raindrops pattered on the roof of the car.

The car was parked at the intersection, and the smooth water on the asphalt road reflected the blurry neon lights of the city and exploded into pieces in the raindrops.

Chen Mo crossed his hands.

From the glorious boxing ring to the bustling KTV, and then to the silence of the heavy rain, the ending was a bit deserted for a while.

"Tomorrow is the date agreed upon by the Third Assembly and Sheng Chang. Hua Wei asked me to go find him tomorrow. I think it should be this time."

"Did Hanao say that I want you to come on stage?"

"I didn't say."[#/

"Unforgettable things..." Foxhound frowned, and the car drove away from the intersection. "If you fail to get on stage, we will have to find another way."

"any solution?"

"Go to He Shengchang's officials and get the answers we want directly from the people in charge." Foxhound said, "I forgot to tell you, I just received the news that He Shengchang and a group of Colombian pharmaceuticals We have contacts with Shang, so we might have to deal with that group of people for this matter.”

"Since you have the news, why do you want me to contact the people in He Shengchang?"

"I'm afraid they'll call the police." Foxhound replied matter-of-factly: "You must know that what we are doing now has nothing to do with the Guards Bureau. If we really kidnap He Shengchang and those Colombians, we will get the evidence by then. Before, the Guards Bureau would come to trouble us first, and I don’t want to be wanted by the Guards Bureau all over the city with you.”

"You are not from the Guards Bureau." Chen Mo asked funny.

"Who knows?" Foxhound said with a faint smile on his lips: "Longmen is about the law. If this matter is really that simple, why should I sit with you."

She couldn't speak clearly.

Who can say clearly how much the Longmen Guards Bureau has been involved in dividing the interests of Xiacheng District according to the old tradition? At least Foxhound can’t tell. What she can know is that once they really do this, the Guards Bureau and those Underground gangs will join forces to deal with both of them.

Chen Mo doesn't care, but Foxhound, or Wei Yanwu behind her, is the master of this drama.

Chapter 13 That summer

She's a stupid fox cub, she always has been.

Chen Mo told a very bad story, so bad that it made me tossing and turning, the light rain was pouring, the wind and rain blew through the rooftop windows, and the dim light of the elevated tower in the distance was blurred in the mist.

Midsummer of 1088 in the Crystal Age

The maple leaves on the long maple leaf road have not yet reached the red season. This road is sparsely populated and the cicadas are chirping endlessly in the summer. I can't feel the huge dragon gate moving slowly.

Amidst the chirping of cicadas, the sounds of children playing behind the large rusty iron gate could be heard. The white walls and red tiles of the original church could still be seen clearly in the chapel that had been transformed into an orphanage.

The courtyard is covered with dead leaves, and several children are playing in the courtyard. The swing hanging under the big oak tree is often the most popular among the children, just like before.

Wolper stood behind the door and stared at the plants and trees in the orphanage. The children looked at the stranger who appeared at the door with curious and timid eyes.

They didn't come forward.