Chapter 266 Sea Gang

The origin of the Hai Gang is mysterious. They claim that wherever there is a sea, it is the territory of the Hai Gang, and other sects are not allowed to set foot there. But if you really want to ask who is a member of the Hai Gang, probably no one can tell.

They come from the market and hide in the crowd.

Perhaps the old man selling mineral water on the dock is a member of it.

Perhaps the sailor shouting on the deck is also a member of it.

This is like the bandits in ancient times. They farm in spring and become bandits in autumn. When the soldiers come, they hide among the people. When the soldiers leave, they rob and plunder on horseback. They can't be wiped out or killed.

It's not that the Hai Gang is really a bad guy. In fact, many things that can't be seen behind the scenes are sorted out by them. They do things very sensibly. I haven't heard of any unforgivable things. It's just that their way of activities is very similar to the bandits in the old days, which means it is destined to be a difficult thing to find them.

But for our case, I'm afraid only they can do it.

Lao Bai was the only person who might have had contact with them, so the matter naturally fell on his shoulders.

Lao Bai said that he was under great pressure, and he was always dejected after coming out of my master's room.

Because it was too late and they couldn't clean up the room, Lao Bai's room was given to Old Man Li and Wushuang, and Lao Bai stayed in my room that night.

Then, I heard him talking in his sleep all night, muttering about the captain of the ship surnamed Shi who took him in, saying that he, Lao Bai, was also a face-loving person, especially in front of his brothers, and the old man must give him some face...

I was stunned when I heard it. Before the fight, the morale was deflated for no reason. Looking at Lao Bai's posture... It seems that his words are not so effective. Brother Yaozi and I are still counting on him.

But then again, the Hai Gang is really mysterious. Last time in the underground city of the Undead, Lao Bai told me about the old man Shi. He had been with him for three years, but in the end he didn't know whether he was a member of the Hai Gang. It was just his guess. After three years, the other party finally told him that the world is big and you can go anywhere. We really have to take a chance to run all the way to meet this old man Shi.

Even my master shook his head when he mentioned the Hai Gang, saying that he had only heard of the name of the other party, but had never really seen it, and had never heard of anyone who could really ask the Hai Gang to do something.

The whole night passed by in such a messy way.

Early the next morning, we got up and packed our bags. Originally, we had everything, but we had to add two more people, Old Man Li and Wushuang. Moreover, these two people were more clean than their faces. They sat in the yard early in the morning with their bellies on their backs to bask in the sun. It was clear that they had no money, so you can do whatever you want.

There was no other way. Zhang Xinya gritted her teeth and went down the mountain to purchase a set of items for the two men. Old man Li was very shameless. He was obviously very poor and only smoked a big pipe of dry tobacco. However, he said to Zhang Xinya with a shameless face that since he was going out to do business, he couldn't be short of tobacco. He had never smoked bad tobacco. At the very least, he had to have a hand-made pipe and two boxes of Dunhill nightcaps. He had to bring these when he asked someone to do something for him. He was asked to remember to bring them when he came back. Old Bai spitted a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face, and the old man gave up.

After a lot of tossing back and forth, we set off in the evening. We took the high-speed rail and the car. When we really arrived at Quanzhou Port, it was already noon the next day.

It was probably lunch time. The whole dock seemed a little quiet. Stevedores and sailors squatting on the roadside eating lunch boxes could be seen everywhere.

Old Bai said that there must be people from the Hai Gang here, but it was a pity that we didn't know them.

I glanced at him, isn't this nonsense? Everyone in the Xuanmen knows that Quanzhou Port is the nest of the Hai Gang. How could there be no Hai Gang members here? I urged him angrily, and then Lao Bai waved his hand and led us to sit in a small bread van at the intersection ahead. The driver was a young man. Lao Bai leaned over and whispered in his ear. The young man immediately looked at him in surprise and said with a smile, "Oh, you speak with a foreign accent. Are you a local? How can you know this place?"

However, the other party just responded with this sentence, without asking more questions, and drove the car to take us away from the port. We drove for nearly an hour, and drove at least 60 to 70 kilometers. The surrounding buildings gradually became sparse, and the flow of people became less and less. Finally, we were pulled directly to a small, low, dilapidated house: "Okay, we're here in Longhu Village!"

I glanced out the window and was speechless.

It is called a village, but in fact, there are less than 20 or 30 houses, which are extremely simple. The word "Longhu" is in the name of the village, but it is actually by the sea. Looking around, there is no lake. When you turn your head, you can see the beach and the sea.

After paying the fare and getting off the car, Old Man Li knocked his pipe on the sole of his shoe and said, "This place is interesting."

I thought he saw something, but Old Man Li said confidently that experience told him that in the context of modern society, the ruined families all have stories. Apart from other things, do the courtyards in Beijing look luxurious? But who are the people living in them!

Lao Bai opened his arms, took a deep breath of the fishy air, and sighed, "It still smells the same!"

Brother Yaozi kicked him and told him to stop talking nonsense and lead the way quickly.

Lao Bai then led us into the village. He was familiar with the way. According to him, everything here has not changed, and it is exactly the same as when he fled here!

Don't mention it, this village looks run-down, but there are many people.

An old man sitting in front of the door playing chess, a stout woman pulling a fishing net...

I looked around, but I really didn't find the feeling of crouching tigers, hidden dragons that old man Li said.

This is probably a remote place, and there are few strangers on weekdays. Suddenly, a group of people like us who look weird broke in, and the villagers looked at us sideways.

"Huh?"

Lao Bai raised his eyebrows, a trace of doubt flashed across his face. Before he could say anything, he was attracted by a red brick house. He stopped outside the door and smiled, "We're here!"

Then, like a job seeker who was about to go for an interview, he tidied his clothes and combed his hair in front of the door. At the end, he rubbed his face hard, as if he was changing his face. He immediately put on a sweet smile that made me shudder. This is a man in his forties after all. Putting on this expression is really poisonous. It's like taking a big sip of lard, so sick that I want to vomit. What's even more unbearable is that he actually shouted inside like a spoiled child - Master Shi, are you home? I'm Xiaobai, I'm here to see you.

Even my master frowned and silently stepped back a few steps, probably because he thought Lao Bai's killing range was too large.

There was no response in the house.

Lao Bai didn't care at all, nor did he worry whether there was anyone inside. He put his mouth to the crack of the door and shouted again and again.

"Who the hell is this!!"

Finally, there was a response from inside, an angry man's voice.

Lao Bai's expression was choked, and the next moment, the door opened with a "clang". A strong man wearing Snoopy print pajamas stood at the door with a frown and glared at Lao Bai: "What are you yelling for? You are yelling for sex, you ass-selling thing, get out of the way quickly, don't come here to solicit business, no one is interested in this!"

Needless to say, this strong man is definitely not the old man Shi.

Lao Bai's face turned green. He yelled for a long time but didn't catch the main person. He looked up at the strong man and got angry: "Who the hell are you?"

The strong man rolled up his sleeves and almost rushed up to hit him.

I hurried forward to stop the man and said, "My friend is not very clear-headed and often does outrageous things. Don't be surprised. We are here to find an old man named Shi."

"Old man Shi?"

The strong man was stunned, but he was no longer angry. He looked me up and down and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

I smiled and said, "It's nothing big. I just want to ask him a few questions. What's wrong? You look like you are very surprised."

"How can I not be surprised..."

The strong man said expressionlessly, "Old man Shi has been dead for several years. I don't know if you really don't know or are pretending not to know. You come here to find someone who has been dead for several years."

Lao Bai's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked, "How did he die?"

"He was run over by a car."

The strong man said nonchalantly, "I heard it was a big car with four wheels in front and eight wheels in the back. It ran over him directly. When collecting the body, it was shoveled up one by one."

Lao Bai was a little anxious and was about to speak, but I stopped him. It can be seen that Lao Bai actually cares about that old man Shi. After all, it was the old man who took him in when he was being hunted down and had no way out. They lived together day and night for three years. How could there be no feelings?

He was no longer fit to talk, so I simply pulled him behind me, took another close look at the sturdy man, and said with a smile: "We really don't know about this, we haven't been in touch for a long time, but this house seems to belong to Old Man Shi, right? You must not live here for free, so who did you rent it from?"

The sturdy man did not hide anything about this, and directly said that he rented it from a man named Yongzi, who was said to be a relative of Old Man Shi, working in a nightclub called 6698 next to Quanzhou Port. He was a foreman, and actually a janitor. He saw a rental advertisement and rented this house because it was quiet here. Although he looked big and strong, he was actually an artist. Looking at the sunset at the seaside every day can stimulate his creative inspiration.

I didn't listen to his nonsense afterwards, and hurriedly said sorry for bothering him and left here immediately.

After walking a little further, Lao Bai suddenly said, "Old Man Shi is definitely not dead, this grandson is talking nonsense."

Zhang Xinya thought that Lao Bai could not stand the stimulation, so she was gentle and comforted him softly, saying that he had not been back for many years, and he did not have Old Man Shi's phone number. He had been completely out of touch during this period. After so many years, it was estimated that Old Man Shi would not die of old age. If something unexpected happened, it was not impossible to understand, and he still had to look at it in a positive way.

"What are you talking about? I'm calm now!"

Lao Bai waved his hand and said, "This place is really wrong. I lived here for three years. It's such a small place. You say I don't know anyone? But this time I walked in, there was really no one I knew. If you say I haven't been back for so many years, I believe those old guys are in the coffin, but there are still many young people and children. Did they die of old age? Now they have all disappeared, all unfamiliar faces. I wanted to say something at the time, but when I got there, I didn't say a word!"

Don't mention it, I was a little curious at the time. I thought Lao Bai had lived here for three years after fleeing, how come I didn't know anyone, it turned out that they were all replaced?

That's a bit weird.

"That..."

Just as we looked at each other, a weak voice suddenly sounded behind me.

The person who spoke was Wushuang.

He was too shy, not like a boy in his twenties. We hadn't heard him say a word all the way here. Besides, there was Old Man Li in front of him, and Old Bai and the others didn't want to pay attention to him. I felt that he and I were in the same boat, so I asked him from time to time if he was thirsty or hungry. His answers were always simple - well, thank you, OK, thank you...

Now it was a bit strange that he suddenly interrupted.

Seeing that we were all looking at him, Wushuang's face suddenly turned red.

I knew he couldn't speak when someone was staring at him, so I patted his shoulder and whispered, "Don't be nervous, these are good friends who will live and die together in the future, and you can trust your life to them. Talk slowly!"

Wushuang nodded, and then stammered, "Just now... that man was lying. He is not an artist. He is very good at fighting."

"Martial artist?"

Brother Yaozi smiled and shook his head, "You must have seen it wrong. If it is a martial artist, there will be a smell on his body that cannot be wiped off. I can smell it with my nose."

I nodded in agreement. There is indeed a special temperament on martial artists, which can be seen.

"He's not a martial artist."

Wushuang thought about it, mustered up the courage to look at Brother Yaozi and said, "He hasn't practiced martial arts, but he's very good at fighting. People who fight every day are different. Their fists hitting people and hitting sandbags have completely different effects on themselves. His hand bones...will be slightly off. He must beat people often, like a gangster..."

I was a little surprised, and looked at Wushuang in surprise. Can you see this? I couldn't help but think of the legend about the ferryman. His fighting power is off the charts, and his physical skills are unparalleled, which means he must have a very good understanding of the human body. These words coming from his mouth are very credible! !

I wanted to remind him to talk more in the future, otherwise his presence is too low and people will subconsciously ignore him...

However, after what he said, coupled with what Lao Bai said, this small village...seems to be really wrong!

"Let's find a place to stay first, and then go to that nightclub tonight."

At this time, my master finally spoke, saying lightly: "Although we don't know what happened here, we must find the Hai Gang and follow this clue to see what they are up to!"