Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

Soon after Lao Yang left, a group of Five Poison Sect members appeared and began to clean up the corpses, weapons, and poisonous insects. This was also the rule of the black market. Whether they failed or succeeded, they had to clean up the battlefield to avoid accidentally injuring people.

Although the dead are his relatives, friends, brothers and sisters, he can only shed tears and swallow his tears. Revenge is absolutely impossible. He is the one who provoked the incident. He can only accept his fate if he is killed in return. Otherwise, the gang will be destroyed by others. Rules must be followed. The underworld hates people who don't follow the rules the most. Such people will be attacked by everyone.

Lao Yang soon reached the downhill intersection. After turning the corner, he was at the bottom of the mountain. He looked at the flat road and the empty road. There was no one there, and it didn't look like there was another assassination attempt.

Lao Yang began to move forward quickly, but he did not find anyone to stop him and assassinate him.

At the place where the two guardians of the Five Poison Sect were killed, there was a cushion with an old monk sitting on it. The old monk had 12 scars on his head and was holding a wooden fish in his hand, knocking it again and again. Old Yang was also very curious and didn't know why Buddhism sent someone again. Could it be that there are higher masters in both Buddhism and Taoism? Hua Jin or Jin Dan? I don't know if this is right. Anyway, I have never been exposed to the realm of martial arts before, so I will call it according to the settings in the novels of my previous life.

After approaching, the old monk put down the wooden fish, put his hands together and said: "Bodhisattva Li has made many good friends in the mainland, why did he kill so many people in Hong Kong and bring disaster to all living beings? Amitabha, I wonder how Bodhisattva Li views these living beings?"

Old Yang was even more surprised. What was going on? He was going to talk about Taoism with me? Oh, no, he was going to talk about Buddhism. So he said, "The Tao that can be talked about is not the real Tao, and the name that can be named is not the real name. Others handed me the knife and I cut off my head. I will eliminate the sins I have committed myself. Why can't you let it go, monk?"

The monk was about to say more but was interrupted by clapping, and continued: "Old monk, if you really want to sit and discuss Buddhism with me, you can't do it like a furious Vajra, and talk to the Buddha about the Dharma! You must know that no matter good or evil, you must defeat them before you can discuss right and wrong."

The old monk knew that it was useless to say more and said, "Amitabha, then Boss Li, take it!"

As he spoke, the old monk threw the wooden fish in his hand. The wooden fish flew in the air, making a humming sound, giving people a heavy feeling, just like facing a speeding train and having no way to deal with it, and giving up resistance with a dead heart. However, Lao Yang had been in the world of pleasure and survived in a mountain of corpses and blood, so he would not be affected by a mere sound wave.

The only way to deal with the flying wooden fish is to break it with force. He took a deep breath and clenched his fist and smashed it hard, wanting to smash it to pieces. But the truth is often unexpected. The wooden fish, which looks like wood, is actually made of steel. He punched the wooden fish fiercely and domineeringly. With a dull clang, the wooden fish sank and his right fist smashed into the wooden fish. What's even more vicious is that there is a mechanism in the wooden fish. After being hit, the mechanism is activated and two poisonous needles are shot out from the opening and pierce the chest. This change is so fast and urgent that people can't react. I can only sigh in my heart, what a vicious scheme!

If they hadn't met Lao Yang today, the others would have died on the spot. When the poison needle pierced their skin, they were taken into space. Lao Yang's shoulders shook, and he took a step back, looking at the monk in astonishment, shouting, "You, you, you are so despicable!"

After seeing Old Yang being hit, the old monk laughed out loud, his expression full of complacency, and said with a red face: "It doesn't matter if you, Boss Li, are the best martial artist in the world! You will die if you are hit by my unique hidden weapon! It took my Five Poison Sect a total of one deputy leader, two guardians, and many core followers to assassinate you. In the end, I, the leader, had to do it myself. It was really not worth it! But from now on, my Five Poison Sect will be the best in the world, and no one will dare to challenge it again. With Boss Li's life, my Five Poison Sect has achieved its reputation. Boss Li can go with peace of mind."

After saying this, he waved proudly to Lao Yang, as if it was so easy and effortless.

Old Yang had a painful expression on his face, his eyes wide open as he shouted, "Even if I die, I will take you with me!"

As he said this, he suddenly pounced on the Five Poisons Sect Leader. He was thinking that he must weigh the Five Poisons Sect Leader's weight to see if he had real skills or if he just relied on poison to make his fortune.

The Five Poisons Sect Leader had been prepared for a counterattack before his death, and when he saw him rushing forward, he was not ambiguous. He used a move of Wei Tuo to clear the way and hit Lao Yang - he actually used Wei Tuo Fist, bringing a strong fist wind to meet him. It seems that the Five Poisons Sect Leader must have had some connection with Southern Shaolin before, either he betrayed Southern Shaolin or abandoned Southern Shaolin.

A set of Weituo boxing should be practiced to perfection and one should be very proud of it before using it subconsciously, so this Shaolin Temple must have real stuff. Take some time to go to the Shaolin Temple in the mainland and steal his scriptures to have a look.

The left hand stretched out quickly to block the punch. The Weituo Fist emphasizes strength and stability, short and close-range punches. If the punch misses, the punch is immediately withdrawn and the kick is kicked. The punch has an impact of about 600kg. Lao Yang raised his leg and kicked out, separating the leader's sweeping kick, and punched the leader's chest with his right fist. The leader blocked with his left hand upwards, and rushed into Lao Yang's chest, punching quickly, and hitting continuously with short punches. Lao Yang was unable to defend and was hit in the chest continuously. He was beaten back continuously, leaving a gully on the ground.

Every punch he made felt a force that penetrated his body and damaged his organs. It looked like he hadn't developed the legendary internal force, so it was probably that he had cultivated his external strength to the extreme, not far from the legendary transformation force, but he hadn't reached that level yet. The internal force that penetrated his body didn't do much harm to his body, so he could totally withstand it.

Looking at Old Yang who was retreating again and again, the leader of the Five Poisons said smugly and sarcastically, "Martial arts is only a minor art after all. To truly defeat the enemy, you still need wisdom. The brain is the most useful weapon, so survival is the key to victory! You decent people are all so self-righteous and you represent justice. You are practicing some kind of righteousness, but it's all bullshit! Doing anything to survive is the way of heaven. Look, you are all dead, but I am still alive and well. I am right!"

Seeing the Five Poisons Master who had fallen into madness, he immediately used both hands to interrupt his attack, stepped back two steps, and said to the Five Poisons Master: "Old monk, do you have any powerful moves? Is your martial arts so mediocre?"

The leader of the Five Poisons said sinisterly: "I don't have any tricks anymore, but I still have a lot of poisons. Just look at your own hands, Boss Li, and you'll know!" After saying that, he nodded to Lao Yang with satisfaction.

He raised his hands and looked at them. He saw a layer of poison on his palms, and his palms had turned black. He quickly took out water from the space to wash them. After washing them, he found that there was indeed a layer of black skin on his palms, which seemed to be a sign of poisoning after the poison penetrated.

The leader of the Five Poisons Sect, who was watching coldly from the opposite side, also showed a surprised look and was shocked to see Lao Yang creating water out of thin air.

He opened his mouth and asked, "How did you get this water?"

Old Yang ignored him and asked, "What is the effect of your venom? Can it kill people immediately?"

The Five Poison Sect Leader stared at Lao Yang's hands and said subconsciously: "This is a poison that disturbs the enemy. Long-term exposure can cause skin ulcers. It is not fatal. But it is itchy and unbearable, which affects the strength."

Old Yang was relieved and said, "It seems that you are good at poisoning, but your strength is average, about the same as the monk and Taoist priest we met before. Where did you become a monk? Do you have any profound secrets?"

The Five Poison Sect Leader was also confused when he saw Old Yang looking at him expectantly. Wasn't he already poisoned? Why hadn't the poison taken effect yet? He should have vomited blood and fallen to the ground and died!

Old Yang looked at the stunned Five Poisons Sect Leader and clapped his hands, saying, "Tell me where the profound secret manual is? And I'll tell you why I'm still fine!"

The Five Poison Sect Leader frowned and looked at Lao Yang and said, "My kung fu comes from the Putian Shaolin Temple, and the poison skills are inherited from the Nanyang Gu Miao. The Shaolin Temple must have more advanced martial arts secrets, so go and grab them if you have the ability. As for why you didn't get poisoned, I'm really curious!"

He raised his hand and two poison needles appeared in his palm. He threw them to the Five Poison Sect Leader and said, "You should have heard of the Golden Bell Cover and the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill. I have made great achievements in these two martial arts. I am almost indestructible, if not Vajra-like."

After hearing this, the Five Poison Sect Leader immediately shouted, "Impossible! Since these two martial arts were passed down, no one has ever practiced them to the highest level. At most, they can be invulnerable to swords and knives, but this kind of hidden weapon with a fine needle can definitely be inserted into the body."

Old Yang shrugged and said, "There's nothing you can do if you don't believe it. It's just the truth! Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it either!"

This sentence seemed to hit the Five Poisons Sect Leader's heart. He suddenly murmured to himself: "Can martial arts be trained to such a high level? Am I on the wrong path? But how could such a master appear? Back then, Master didn't even train his skills to the point of being able to block flying needles with the Golden Bell Cover."

Then he shouted loudly again: "Impossible, you are lying to me, you must be lying to me, you must have some kind of precious clothes to block the poison needles! Master also said that the highest level of the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt is to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and it can't block piercing at all. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been slaughtered by the Japanese army at that time!"

As he attacked frantically, he shouted, "Let me see what kind of armor you are wearing underneath!"

The leader of the Five Poisons used his Dragon Claw Technique and continuously attacked Lao Yang's upper body, intending to tear off his clothes to see if he was wearing any armor underneath.

While dealing with the Five Poisons Sect Leader, he mocked with disdain: "How can a loser like you compare with a genius? A genius like me can achieve that with just a little practice, but a loser like you will never be able to do it in your lifetime! What's the point of living? You might as well just die!"

The Five Poison Sect Leader's eyes were red, veins bulging, and he shouted loudly: "You lied to me! It's impossible! I have practiced martial arts for more than 60 years, how can I be worse than you! You die!"

As he spoke, he attacked frantically, and various poisons appeared in his hands and kept throwing them out. About 10 minutes later, the Five Poisons Sect Leader was so tired that he was out of breath and could no longer use poison to deal with Lao Yang.

Looking at the calm and composed Old Yang again, his eyes regained clarity, and he sighed and stopped attacking. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looking down, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the Five Poisons Sect Leader sighed deeply and said, "It seems that I was wrong!"

After he finished speaking, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and his head drooped. Looking at the Five Poisons Sect Leader who had passed away, he said deeply: "I am worried about you dying like this!"

He took out a machete from the space, chopped off the head of the Five Poison Sect Leader with a sharp move, stuck the knife beside the corpse, and turned away.

Lao Yang looked up at the setting sun and estimated that it was about four o'clock. Lao Yang quickly came to the main road and looked at the vehicles coming and going. He felt that this wave had passed and it felt not as thrilling as the first time.

He reached out to intercept the vehicles, and a black Bentley was intercepted by Lao Yang. Just as Lao Yang was about to open the front passenger door, the back door opened, and a lady wearing sunglasses came out of the door and said to Lao Yang: "Here, come and sit here!"

He looked familiar, so he walked over and got in. As soon as he sat down, the woman rushed over, hugged his arm, and started touching him all over.

Lao Yang hurriedly pushed her away and asked, "Sister, what are you doing? Do we know each other?"

The woman quickly took off her sunglasses and said to him, "You bastard, it's only been two days and you've already forgotten me!"

Old Yang looked at the face in front of him and suddenly remembered that this was the woman in the car that was intercepted a few days ago! How come she appeared in the Bentley again and was intercepted again?

Old Yang said awkwardly: "You are the lady in the back seat last time, right? We meet again, what a fate!"

The woman came up to him immediately, hugged his arm and said, "Yes, it's me! After I left last time, I kicked the driver and changed a car and a driver. I just wanted to go around here to see if I could run into you again. I didn't expect that I would really run into you! Dear little baby, give me a kiss, I miss you so much!"

As she said that, she kissed him, and quickly pushed him away, saying, "Big sister, please stop making trouble, okay? We don't know each other, and we are not that familiar with each other. I hope you will respect yourself!"

The woman swallowed her saliva and said, "No, it doesn't matter. I like you. You will have a good life if you follow me! Besides, we are already acquaintances. Don't think too much, young man. I have plenty of money. Just follow me and live a good life!"

Old Yang was screwed, he could encounter any situation, and why was this plot so familiar! Did he look like a gigolo? While Old Yang was in a daze, the woman had already touched his abdominal muscles and wanted to put her hand inside. He couldn't stand it, so he reached out and slapped the woman on the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious.

He ordered the driver: "Go to Kowloon Villa District!"

The driver glanced at the fainted woman and asked, "Sir, is my boss okay?"

"It's okay, I just fainted. Just take me over quickly and wake her up."

The driver immediately drove towards Kowloon.

Half an hour later, when Lao Yang got out of the car, he said to the driver: "Sprinkle some cold water on him and he will wake up."

After saying that, he walked towards the villa.

After leaving, the driver quickly opened the car door, helped the unconscious sister up, shook her and called out to her.

After a few minutes, the eldest sister slowly woke up and immediately asked, "Where is the person?"

The driver replied: "Sister, the person has left. Do you need someone to go in and look for him?"

The woman said, "Forget it, let's go. I basically know who he is. What a pity!"

Bentley soon left the Kowloon villa area and never appeared again.

A few minutes later, Old Yang returned to the villa. Butler Tian was still guarding the door. He was relieved to see him back. He welcomed him in and said, "Master Deng Junlai, Master Fang Jianghe and Master Fang are waiting for you in the living room?"

He hummed to show that he understood, and soon came to the living room. Deng Junlai and Fang Jianghe sat together drinking tea and chatting, as if they were not worried about him being assassinated at all. When Lao Yang came in, the two of them immediately stood up to greet him.

Deng Junlai said happily: "Brother-in-law, I knew you would be fine. I have full confidence in you. This guy even made a bet with me!"

Lao Yang immediately asked with interest: "Oh? What are you betting on?"