Rebirth 1912 starts with people on the Titanic

Chapter 29 Brother and sister who block the road and rob

After that, the owner of the Wang Pavilion brought a newspaper from nowhere and handed it to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was puzzled, took the newspaper and glanced at it casually.

He didn't know many words, let alone a foreign newspaper.

Wang Yong couldn't understand the above content, but a close-up portrait of the character above surprised Wang Yong.

Wang Yong's eyes were attracted by the close-up portrait.

"Master, this person is ...... That Mr. Li?" Wang Yong was surprised.

The Pavilion Master nodded with a smile.

"Huh...... If that's right, this is the person. Millions of rice dollars, I think my Hongmen has united the Tang people of the whole rice country, and they have worked hard all year round, and they have not been able to profit one-tenth of this son's income by all means. Wang Laoguan couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Yong didn't expect that Bruce's identity would be so scary.

A millionaire in the United States is already a big man who can reach the sky in the eyes of these Tang people.

I didn't expect Bruce to be such a powerful figure.

"Master, doesn't that mean he can ......" Wang Yong suddenly said whimsically, "Since Gongzi Li has such strength, if he can help Mr. Sun, wouldn't it be ......

."

Before Wang Yong could finish speaking, the old hall master Wang interrupted Wang Yong's words.

The lord of the Wang Pavilion hated the iron and said: "Confused! Are you really the people in the south who have never gone to the Nanyang Tang people except for our Mi Tang people?"

"I know this. Wang Yong said unconvinced.

"Those people in Nanyang have been there since the time of the Ming Dynasty? Although they have had a hard time, after hundreds of years of acquaintance, their heritage has long been their own. "The owner of the royal pavilion is a little yearning.

"At the beginning of Sun Tanshan's uprising, they were also the first group of people to support him. Asking for money for money, asking people to give people, it can be said that you don't do your best. But now, what do you think?" said the pavilion master, patting his leg indignantly.

"Isn't it like you're going to throw it away when it's used up, and no one cares?" sighed the pavilion master.

Wang Yong was once again trained by his master to be speechless.

"This Li Gongzi is extraordinary. Otherwise, it would be impossible to work hard in such a career in the United States when you first arrived. Do you think he'll fill in the bottomless pit of the south with all his hard work?" said the Wang Pavilion in earnest.

Wang Yong shook his head and nodded again.

For a while, I fell into the distress of being unable to justify myself.

"Is it because the master asked me to befriend him because he was profitable?" asked Wang Yong unwillingly.

"Probably, in short, one more helper is better than one more enemy?" said the Wang Pavilion Master indifferently.

Regarding Wang Yong's frankness, the owner of the Wang Pavilion was actually very dissatisfied.

He is old, how long can he stay in his current position?

Once he is dead, how should the hearts of those who have been gathered together be settled?

In this country of rice, which is surrounded by enemies on all sides, how can people fight against those foreigners if they are not aligned?

Undoubtedly, Wang Yong is the successor carefully cultivated by the owner of the Wang Pavilion.

It's just a pity that Wang Yong is still qualified to be a thug.

wants to grow into a scheming leader, but Wang Yong is still too far away.

As for the mess in China, the main protagonist of the Wang Pavilion is resistant and disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

It's just these things, and it's not good for the Wang Pavilion Master to tell Wang Yong directly.

Because the Tang people of Luoshan Machinery also need the powerful behind-the-scenes organization of Hongmen to maintain the most basic survival guarantee.

"Okay, you go down first, don't spread the word today, so as not to mess with the hearts of the people in Chinatown. "

In the end, the owner of the Wang Pavilion was not willing to blame Wang Yong, and waved to signal Wang Yong to go down first.

"Yes, master, disciple retires!" Wang Yong hugged his fists and withdrew with a complicated expression.

......

After Bruce finished buying the gifts, he called a carriage again and headed for Henda's estate.

What Bruce didn't expect was that in broad daylight, on their way to Hender Manor, they actually encountered a roadblock robbery.

When the carriage was galloping on the road, two little men dressed in tattered and dirty clothes suddenly appeared on the road and blocked the carriage's way.

The driver was so frightened that he almost fell off the carriage.

When he saw that it was two beggars who were so dirty that they couldn't see their faces clearly, the coachman couldn't help but shout and curse.

The coachman's shouting and scolding naturally alarmed the three Bruce in the carriage again.

Barrudo and Hibier were the first to open the door and jump out of the carriage.

Seeing two people covered in mud blocking the way of the carriage, I instantly became nervous.

Without saying a word, the two pulled out their revolvers from their bodies and aimed them at the two beggars.

This is the code of conduct of the people of the United States on weekdays.

It doesn't matter who you are, if they feel threatened to their safety, they will turn their guns on each other whenever and wherever they want.

Who knows if the beggar who looks inconspicuous in front of him in the next moment will be the enemy in disguise?

"Hey, who are you? Why are you blocking our way? Get out of the way, or we're going to shoot!" Barrudo nervously warned him with his gun.

The two beggars were indifferent to Barrudo's warning.

A little taller-looking villain just pulled the thinner figure behind him and protected him with his own body.

At this time, Bruce also walked over.

glanced at the current situation, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, you're not from the United States?" Bruce said in the official dialect of the Dragon Kingdom.

Although the two villains are so dirty that people can't bear to look at them directly, their faces are even darker, and they can't see the five views clearly.

However, the unique characteristics of the Oriental people still can't escape Bruce's eyes.

No matter what the skeleton of a Westerner is, there will never be such a thin and thin situation as two villains, so he is so sure.

As for why he suspected that the other party was from the Dragon Kingdom in the first place?

That's because other Orientals are not common in the United States, except for the Wa people.

The

taller villain heard Bruce's words and reacted.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward and said to Bruce, "I can be your bodyguard, as long as you can take in our brother and sister." "

At this time, Bruce realized that it was a brother and sister.

The shorter little man turned out to be a petite girl.

No wonder she looked extraordinarily thin and timid.

Bruce motioned for Barrudo and Hibier to put their guns away.

Seeing that Bruce and the two villains could communicate, Barudo and Hibier were sure that the villains who stood in the way were not threatening.

They obediently put away their pistols, but they still didn't dare to go too far from Bruce.

So as not to encounter any other dangers to your boss.

Bruce glanced at the taller figure with interest and asked, "How do you know I'm going to hire bodyguards?"

"Overheard in Chinatown. The taller villain replied dryly.

Bruce nodded slightly.

That makes sense.

He wanted to recruit Tang bodyguards, and only the Tang people in Chinatown knew about it.

Since the two villains who suddenly appeared were eavesdropped on from Chinatown, it was reasonable to know the news.

It's just that why didn't they stand up at that time, but instead went to this wilderness to block their own way?

And looking at their dress and image, I understand that even ordinary in Chinatown are inferior.

Although the life of the Chinese people in Chinatown is hard, they can barely survive.

The two villains in front of him were much more miserable.

The whole body looks a little invisible.

"Why don't you make a living in Chinatown?" Bruce asked.

"We're not in league with them. The boy's tone was still stiff.

Bruce Big.

Because the little boy insisted so much on distinguishing himself from the Chinatown.

Could it be that in addition to those Tang people who were deceived into the rice country, there are other organizations in the land of the rice country?

He wanted to find out more about the other party's origins, but he was afraid that if he got to the bottom of it too much, he would scare the poor brother and sister away.

So Bruce decided not to pursue it for the time being, and first appeased the brother and sister.

Smiling, Bruce deliberately quipped, "So what would you be? You look so skinny, can you beat the bad guys?".

"I'll kill!" the little beggar said with a cold gaze.

Bruce's heart shook.

Because he really saw the killing intent in the eyes of this inconspicuous little boy.

Bruce, who was born as a mercenary, actually saw a terrifying murderous aura in the eyes of a child who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

This is the perception that Bruce has cultivated as a mercenary from countless battlefield battles.

Bruce hadn't felt this scene for a long time.

This kind of beastly eyes, Bruce has only seen from the children in those war-torn areas in later generations.

Bruce became more and more interested in the siblings.

He stepped forward suddenly, holding out his hands to show that he had no ill intentions.

"Anyone can say cruel things. Bruce smiled lightly: "You and I practice, I'll see if you have the qualifications to kill!"

"Okay!" the little boy agreed without even thinking about it.

He turned to comfort his sister behind him, and then walked up to Bruce with firm steps.

The two of them put on a stance, and before Bruce could give the order, the little beggar suddenly lunged at him without a sound.

Bruce was taken aback, and at the same time raised his expectations of the little beggar again.

The two crackled and exchanged hands for a few rounds.

The more Bruce fought each other, the more surprised he became.

As a mercenary, Bruce's kung fu is all about killing moves honed on the battlefield.

Every move, every momentum, is aimed at killing the enemy directly and effectively.

What he didn't expect was that the kung fu in the hands of the little beggar was actually more insidious and vicious than his methods.

On several occasions, Bruce almost ignored the other party's way.

However, the gap in physical strength is still difficult for the little boy to make up.

After dozens of rounds, the little beggar began to suffer from physical exhaustion.

Perhaps because he had been hungry for too long, the little boy's speed was a little sluggish, which made Bruce more comfortable coping.

Seeing this, Bruce didn't continue to take advantage of the other party.

After forcing the other party back, he also hurriedly took a step back.

As soon as he raised his hand, Bruce hurriedly exclaimed, "Okay, I believe you." Where did you learn this kung fu?".

"I learned it from fighting!" the little beggar replied after a moment's breath.

Sighing, Bruce glanced at the little boy with pity, "What about your parents, why don't you want to go to Chinatown to make a living?".

"Dead!" the little boy spat out two words without emotion.

His expression was very indifferent.

It's as if the death of his parents is already a trivial matter for him that has nothing to do with him.

"Alright, I'll leave you guys!" Bruce sighed.

"What's your name, and your sister?" asked Bruce, looking at the little girl who had been hiding.

"He Wenbin!" said the little boy

Looking at his sister, he continued, "My sister, He Xiaohua!".

Bruce nodded, then spoke a few words to Barudo in English.

Barudo and Hebiyah put away their pistols with strange eyes and got out of the way.

"Come with me. From now on, you're my people!" Bruce beckoned to the He Wenbin siblings.

With that, Bruce turned around and got straight into the carriage.

He Wenbin's face was not sad or happy, but calmly pulled his sister to follow Bruce into the carriage.

The coachman watched there for a long time and did not understand what was happening.

However, he was very dissatisfied when he saw two dirty little beggars getting into his carriage.

But after Bruce threw out the ten-meter tip, the coachman immediately kept silent.

The

coachman smiled and flicked his horsewhip and drove everyone into the distance.

Ten minutes later, Bruce finally arrived outside the gates of Handar's estate in Los Angeles.

After sending the carriage driver away, Bruce rang the doorbell.

It wasn't long before a maid came out and opened the door for Bruce and them.

Seeing that it was Bruce, the maid hurriedly welcomed Bruce and his party in.