spirit walker

Chapter 670 Huo Zhengkui

Lu Jing asked without answering, "Do you know who Jing Guo's grandfather is?"

Tao Siming shook his head. He had only joined the Anti-Black and White Alliance for 20 years. 20 years ago, Deng Jingguo's father had already returned to the spiritual realm.

The anti-black and white alliance is actually the foundation of the Deng family. He is at most a rising star, and he has become a shareholder by virtue of his outstanding business ability. Of course, Tao Siming and Deng Jingguo are like-minded brothers and are not outsiders.

That's why he can sit here for this conversation tonight.

"My grandfather." Deng Jingguo also frowned, "Since I was a child, I have never heard my father mention my grandfather."

Lu Jing nodded:
"Of course he didn't dare to say it. If he said it, he might not live to be an adult. Your grandfather's name is Huo Zhengkui."

The words Huo Zhengkui caused an uproar in the hearts of Deng Jingguo and Tao Siming, and the two masters who had experienced strong winds and waves were stunned.

Among the Chinese walkers in New York County, almost no one did not know Huo Zhengkui. Well, the new generation of dolls might not know, but they, middle-aged and elderly people, knew who Huo Zhengkui was.

He is the founder of the spirit walker organization (gangster) in Chinatown, New York County, and was active as a spirit walker in the last century.

The Chinese in New York County have always encountered unfair treatment, capital oppression, and racial discrimination since they immigrated. The ancestors were engaged in dirty work such as mines, farms, cigar factories, and timber factories that white people were unwilling to do.

During the economic crisis of the Freedom Federation, a large number of white people were unemployed, and Chinese Americans who did dirty work could actually get enough food and clothing, so they became targets for the government to divert conflicts.

The white people condemned them verbally and in writing, and the government took advantage of the trend to promulgate the Chinese Exclusion Act, etc., and the life of Chinese Americans was very difficult.

Against such a background, a spiritual organization (gangster) came into being. This gang is called the "Brotherhood". It connects the poor people and the rich class. Sometimes even resort to force to resist.

At the peak of the fraternity, nine out of ten Chinese were members of the organization.

But the complex membership structure also led to internal instability. When Huo Zhengkui was alive, everyone obeyed him, and the brotherhood stumbled and survived.

After Huo Zhengkui returned to the Spiritual Realm, with the help of the Xinyue County Government, the Brotherhood split into three major organizations, which are the now famous Chinese Spiritual Realm Walker Organizations: Black Dragon Hall, Baolin Hall, and Hong Gang.

"My dad is Huo Zhengkui's illegitimate son?" Deng Jingguo muttered to himself.

Lu Jingjing nodded, with a vicissitudes of tone:

"When Mr. Huo returned to the spiritual realm, your father was just a small person, and the brotherhood split. He didn't dare to reveal his identity, and took me out to work hard alone. As our ranks became higher and higher, an anti-black and white alliance was established. So this name, on the one hand, inherits the behest of Mr. Huo, on the other hand, in the Free Federation, who hasn't been squeezed by those guys?"

The old man Qinghuang picked up his teacup to moisten his throat, and continued:

"Mr. Huo is an astonishingly talented spiritual traveler. When he was young, he traveled to Europe, where he worked as a bounty hunter for a period of time, and met the Pope. I don't know how he met. Dad didn't say, and maybe he didn't either. Know.

"In Europe more than 100 years ago, it is said that there was an unimaginable turmoil. As the world's most powerful spirit walker organization, the Holy See was destroyed.

"Before the Pope died, he gave something to Mr. Huo, probably because Mr. Huo was of Chinese descent. At that time, he was still wearing a braid from the Qing Dynasty, which seemed out of place in Europe. No one thought that the Pope would give the precious relic to him. Give it to a yellow man with braids.

"So, Mr. Huo left Europe with the Pope's relic, and came to Xinyue County to establish a brotherhood. In his later years, he passed on the relic to his illegitimate son, Jingguo's father.

"This is because the identity of the illegitimate child is more concealed. For the same reason, my brother also passed on the relics of the Pope to the illegitimate child Jia Feizhang."

"So that's how it is." Tao Siming suddenly realized, glanced at Deng Jingguo, and said:
"But what's the reason for doing this? If the Pope's relic is precious, Mr. Huo should get it himself, because only a strong spiritual practitioner can control powerful and precious items.

"If Mr. Huo can't get it for some reason, it should be passed on to his powerful heirs and let future generations complete it. At worst, it's better to trade it for heaven's punishment than to give it to an illegitimate child."

Deng Jingguo snorted coldly: "Although my father is an illegitimate child, he is also a spiritual practitioner, a stronger spiritual practitioner than us."

The bookish Tao Siming smiled wryly: "Then you don't understand what your father did. Why did you give it to Jia Feizhang instead of you. Uncle Deng thinks that Jia Feizhang can also become a spiritual practitioner?"

"These are not important anymore." Lu Jing said in a deep voice, "The Pope's relics cannot fall into other people's hands. Since Jia Feizhang is dead, Jingguo will take care of them. We must take back the Pope's relics."

Deng Jingguo frowned: "Uncle Jing, we don't even know who the enemy is, how can we take it back? We may not have the strength to take it back."

The silver-haired Lu Jing acted particularly forcefully, and immediately said: "Then report it to Heavenly Punishment and let Heavenly Punishment take it back, so that at least we can get a favor fee from Heavenly Punishment."

Deng Jingguo and Tao Siming looked at each other without any objection.

"Then it's decided." Lu Jing took out his mobile phone and planned to contact the senior management of the Tianfu Branch in New York County, "I have had several contacts with Winnie Bertram, she is an upright Mage Lei, although Somewhat impersonal."

At this time, Tao Siming's mobile phone ding-dong, he took out the mobile phone and looked, suddenly his face changed slightly:

"and many more!"

Lu Jing and Deng Jingguo looked at Xunsheng.

With a weird expression, Tao Siming raised his phone and pointed it towards the two of them, "The task we released in the Hunter's Guild has been completed!"

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yuanqing got up to wash, came to the living room, and saw that Annie had already prepared breakfast, and she tore up the fried dough sticks in a considerate manner, and soaked them in salty soy milk piece by piece.

Her own breakfast is fried eggs, toast, bacon and sweet soy milk.

"Why do you eat sweet soy milk?"

"I'm not used to eating salty soy milk."

"Promise me, don't drink sweet soy milk in the future."

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After breakfast, Zhang Yuanqing put his mobile phone in his pocket, turned the doorknob, and walked out of the room, just in time to see Cao Qianxiu walking out holding his younger brother's hand.

Tears were still on Cao Chao's face, and he was holding a popsicle in his hand. He didn't know whether he was beaten by his mother or his sister.

The two sides met each other, Cao Qianxiu suddenly stopped in her tracks, her eyes lit up slightly, but she was restrained and didn't speak, she froze in place.

Zhang Yuanqing took the initiative to step forward, touched Cao Chao's head, and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Cao Chao cried "wow", hugged his brother's leg, wiped his tears and snot, and cried: "I want to eat two popsicles, but my mother won't let me eat, saying that I am a bedding boy!"

"Go back now and yell at your mother: Please call me handsome!" Zhang Yuanqing said, "She will let you eat two popsicles."

"Really?" The little boy opened his innocent eyes wide.

"I used to yell at my mother like this when I was a child, it will do!" Zhang Yuanqing gave courage and encouragement.

Cao Chao thought for a while, and out of yearning for popsicles and trust in his brother next door, he opened the anti-theft door with high spirits and rushed into the living room to find the landlady's wife.

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing look at the girl next door, and took the initiative to say:
"Sorry, I concealed the real level."

Cao Qianxiu gave a strong laugh: "We didn't have enough trust foundation at that time, who would tell strangers about their true level."

Didn't you just say it? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, but didn't say it out of fear of embarrassment for the arrogant girl.

Cao Qianxiu hesitated, and said tentatively:
"Then, about joining the Anti-Black and White League"

"I think it's very interesting. Before I went back to China, I was a member of the Sixth Group of the Anti-Black and White Alliance. If you have anything to do, please remember to contact me. Salary arrears are not allowed." Zhang Yuanqing gave an affirmative answer.

Cao Qianxiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, if it's the usual group gathering."

"If I'm free, I will participate." Zhang Yuanqing nodded.

A smile appeared on the girl's face.

At this time, screams like killing a pig came from the house, and Cao Chao ran out, crying like rain, looking at Zhang Yuanqing heartbroken, and complained with crying.

The popsicle in my hand is gone.

"Did it not work?" Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and said, "Next time use 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people to try poorly."

Cao Chao cried even louder.

"Okay, okay, you go to 403 now, and Aunt Anne will compensate you with a pack of snacks."

Cao Chao stopped crying for a moment: "Really?"

"When did I lie to you?" Zhang Yuanqing asked back.

"Yeah!" Cao Chao jumped up and down to knock on the door.

Seeing her younger brother's silly appearance, Cao Qianxiu had a complicated expression: "Sometimes I wonder, are you really a scout? I remember that a scout is a soldier, serious and serious."

"That's because you don't understand the second largest district. There are different types in any group. Seriousness is a group temperament, not a personal temperament. There are always some people who are not serious enough." Zhang Yuanqing washed her hair: "I know a fire master , wiser than a bachelor. I also know a bachelor, who is more flamboyant than a fire master, and a powerful scout who likes to listen to other people's flattering, and likes to see others accept their heads and worship."

Cao Qianxiu listened carefully.

At 09:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing, dressed in plain clothes, changed his appearance into a bald middle-aged Jia Feizhang, and stepped into the Mosaic Bank building.

He went straight to the reception desk and said to the tall, brown-haired, brown-eyed white lady, "Hi, I'm looking for Will George, he's my account manager."

"Wait a moment!" The female receptionist lowered her head to operate the computer, then raised her head after a while, and said, "Will George has been away for many years."

has resigned?Well, it means that Jia Feizhang hasn't opened a safe for decades. Zhang Yuanqing said: "I'll open the safe, the number is 0042."

The female receptionist said, "Please show me your valid ID."

A transparent vortex appeared in Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, "You have already seen my valid certificate."

The female receptionist was in a daze, and then smiled all over her face: "Please, please follow me!"

She led Zhang Yuanqing into the bank and knocked on the manager's door: "Manager, this gentleman is here to open the safe."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)