When Rebecca Levi sobered up slightly, opened her eyes and looked around her, there was no sign of Zhao Chuanxin.
But there were three neat piles of clothes beside the bed.
Each pile is also hung with a cardboard label, which reads in printed letters: Rebecca Levi, Nina, and Tang Qunying.
Rebecca Levi smiled happily.
Rebecca Levi's clothes are a loose camel coat made of woolen material, a black half-turtleneck sweater made of cashmere material, and a long skirt made of raven blue floral fabric with four-season flowers.
Don’t mention anything else, just the long skirt. Rebecca Levi touched it, but felt that the fabric was unheard of.
Huaji is a unique fabric, especially silk and linen blends during the Song Dynasty.
The people of Shangrao, Linchuan, used new wisdom to create bone-shaking gauze, using pure silk and banana bones to twist them together.
At that time, the price was high and it was not available to those who were not wealthy.
In fact, it is made of a white and thin yellow grass core, linen, silk, and now wool is added to the blended silk fabric.
Chinese people are extremely intelligent, ingenious and have countless skilled craftsmen.
Zhao Chuanxin has always regarded himself as a craftsman and likes to collect strange things.
This material was bought casually at that time.
The skirt made is indeed extraordinary.
Rebecca Levi shook it off and saw two lines of words embroidered vertically on the skirt around her right leg: Don't be afraid of Jing Zhaoyin in life, don't be afraid of King Yama in death.
Tattoos were popular during the Tang Dynasty. There was a guy named Zhang Gan in Chang'an who had these two sentences tattooed on his left and right arms.
Why will various Chinese cultures decline or even become disconnected in the next century? Instead, let Bangzi and the others take it for themselves verbally?
It’s not that it’s not good, nor that it doesn’t have flaws, it’s just that there are too many people who cling to the past. They think that if the things of their ancestors can remain unchanged, they must be excellent, and there is no need to make changes and improvements.
If you don’t know how to innovate and keep pace with the times, you will inevitably decline.
Later, a small trend of national style emerged and barely managed to pull it back.
Zhao Chuanxin took the lead and used ancient materials to make modern skirts. The traditional and conservative skirts were decorated with rebellious elements.
Dignity is fashionable, fashionable is rebellious.
Rebecca Levi put on this outfit, looked in the full-length mirror, and was immediately amazed by Zhao Chuanxin's craftsmanship.
In fact, every detail is very exquisite.
For example, the writing embroidered on the right leg of the skirt uses a new wild and elegant font, which is Zhao Chuanxin's first look at first glance.
The handwriting is embroidered on the upper side of the knee, which lifts the focus of the skirt. With the high waistline, it makes the dress look taller and makes the two long legs look more rounded and full when walking.
The woolen coat, half turtleneck sweater and boots are very plain, but the skirt is full of flowers and adds two lines of text to accentuate it. No matter where you are, you will be the brightest boy on the street. .
Because those two lines of words are in sharp contrast to Rebecca Levi’s temperament, there is a sense of contrast and joy.
The sweater and boots also have a special contrasting color.
Rebecca Levi knew that tomorrow was the first day of the Lunar New Year and it was very grand, so she took off her clothes and waited to wear them again tomorrow.
She couldn't help but look through Tang Qunying and Nina's clothes.
The two people’s outfits also have something to say from the fabric to the style.
For example, there are writings embroidered on the clothes of Tang Qunying: This old man is catching lice, and all the chicks are fighting for fire. If you want to be in the training room, everyone will be equal to me.
There is a story about a private school where the teacher’s cultural level was impressive. When he was teaching the Analects of Confucius, he misread “Yu Yu Hu Wenzai” as “Everyone is equal to me” . The schoolchildren, regardless of age, age or age, all read "Everyone is equal to me".
One day, another teacher came to the school. After hearing this, he burst into laughter and wanted to correct this group of students.
As a result, the students all felt that the new teacher was wrong and left in a hurry.
The new gentleman is confused.
When Rebecca Levi happily gave the clothes to Nina and Tang Qunying.
At first Tang Qunying thought this outfit was very beautiful.
I immediately saw the limerick and couldn't help gritting my teeth.
What does Zhao Tangong want to express?
He wanted me to be less serious and more humorous?
Or does he think that what I did may not be right, and maybe it will create a bad trend for future generations, which will be hard to get back in the future?
Tang Qunying looked in the mirror again and snorted: "I just wore it!"
When Zhao Chuanxin went to Ao Island, Ao Island was very lively, but Li Ziyu's house was extremely deserted, with only the brother and sister eating.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuanxin was holding a bottle of Shaoguo and a bottle of Lafite in his hand.
"Why are it just the two of you?"
Li Ziyu saw Zhao Chuanxin arriving suddenly and stood up quickly: "They have all been sent home for the New Year."
He I have become accustomed to Zhao Chuanxin's elusiveness.
Li Zining stood up and said coquettishly: "Master, happy New Year."
Zhao Chuanxin secretly pinched her butt hard: "Zi Ning, Happy New Year."
"Well" Li Zining was depressed and excited.
Yes, that’s how it feels.
Zhao Chuanxin pinched her hard again when he saw her like this.
This bite will satisfy her.
"Yeah" Li Zining snorted.
Li Ziyu said in surprise: "Zi Ning, what's wrong with you?"
"Brother, no, it's nothing"
Zhao Chuanxin sat down and poured a glass Wine: "Come on, let's go one by one."
Gudong, the pot in the wine cup was gulped down in one gulp.
Li Ziyu: ""
He had an average capacity for alcohol, so he drank it hard.
He immediately turned red.
Li Zining drank quite well, his face remained calm, and he even raised his eyebrows at Zhao Chuanxin.
In Zhao Chuanxin's view, this seems to be saying: Come on, torture me.
So Zhao Chuanxin was not accustomed to others, filled a cup and said: "Come, Zi Ning, let's have a drink."
Gudong, the two drank another drink.
"Come to Zi Ning, let's have another drink."
Gudong.
Li Ziyu advised: "Okay, okay, let's have some food."
Li Zining's cheeks were slightly red, and he waved his hand and said, "Brother, don't worry about it! Master, let's drink again." One."
Li Ziyu: ""
Zhao Chuanxin drank six times with her.
Li Zining is floating.
Zhao Chuanxin stood up happily: "I have to go to Hong Kong Island, so you can continue to eat. In addition, I have a plan here, which is the charter for Royal Dutch Shell to establish a distribution point on Macao Island. Look, it's very friendly to the taxation of Australia Island."
Li Ziyu took the plan and said nothing, but Li Zining stood up unsteadily, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?" Do you want to run away?"
When Zhao Chuanxin pretended to help Li Zining, he took the opportunity to pinch her waist.
"Ah"
The sound is very ecstatic.
Li Ziyu frowned: "Zi Ning, if you don't drink well, don't drink hard. How can you behave appropriately?"
"I"
Li Zi Ning was angry, but She didn't dare to say that Zhao Chuanxin pinched her.
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Let's go."
Zhao Chuanxin was very unsure of his management ability, so he was playing a very new thing at this time.
No one in power can take care of many places like him, especially in an era when there were no passenger planes.
Hong Kong Island, Lotus Tower.
There are police outside.
The Lotus Tower set up a platform with a long red strip hanging on the platform.
This is a custom that came from Guangzhou, because during the late Qing Dynasty, the communities in Guangzhou were usually autonomous. There were gates, group exercises and duties in the community. Each neighborhood had a temple. When representatives from the Central Committee come out to discuss matters, it is called a temple meeting.
When someone needs to summon the public to hold a temple meeting, they must pass a letter, just like the chicken-feather letter in the northwest region.
In addition, there is also the most advanced form of summons, which is to post a red flag.
There are many Cantonese people on Hong Kong Island, so this custom has been passed down.
In later gangster movies, there are scenes of auctioning long reds, but the young and Dangerous boys at that time have basically forgotten the traditional meaning of long reds. It is more of a symbolic meaning, or to show off financial power. means.
The Xuantian Sect's ability to post a long red sign naturally means that its prestige has reached its peak, and it has been responded to by hundreds of people on Hong Kong Island.
This is actually the case.
Under the rule of the British, the police station in Hong Kong Island is decaying day by day, and various gangs are emerging one after another. At first, they still protect their own interests, but later they do all kinds of evil, and when it comes to interests, they sharpen their heads and move forward.
Since the Xuantian Sect was established, it seems that we have returned to the time of temple meetings.In the situation of public self-government, if the police want to extort money, they must first ask Xuantianzong if they agree.
When someone does evil, the adjudication panel can usually help the victim find the culprit and bring him to justice.
In addition to the police, there are also horse boys from various gangs outside.
"The Xuantian Sect is too domineering. The gangs we have not joined have their jobs squeezed in between."
"Who says it's not the case? If this continues, there will be no one waiting for me. A place to stand?"
"There is no one to deal with them?"
"Yes, let's see, after Hei Guren surrendered, he started a new Thirteen Justices, a new one. The double-flowered red stick at the end of the Jin Dynasty is not even a match for the big vat of peach."
"It's a good show."
As he said this, there was someone outside. Pushing the crowd: "Jiang rang, how do you behave when everyone is crowded here?"
The overwhelming force came, and everyone was separated involuntarily.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a tall man wearing a blue robe walking into the inner circle. He had flowing middle-length hair and walked forward with his hands behind his back. He could knock everyone away with his arms alone
< p>In the Lotus Building, ten banquet tables were set up.The main table is Li Guangzong, the deputy head of Xuantian Sect, Elder Zheng Guohua, Li Zhitao from the Judgment Panel, a group of guest elders from the Presbyterian Church, and Hei Guren from Hongmen, etc.
The rest are other gangs, elites from all walks of life in Hong Kong Island Chinese society, etc.
At this time, at the table of Shi Sanyi, a tall, muscular man with a red face suddenly stood up, cupped his hands at Li Guangzong's table and said, "Headmaster Li, I have something unclear."
Li Guangzong was talking to others, but this person’s loud voice silenced the audience.
Li Guangzong wears a suit and leather shoes, has an easy-going attitude, and his short hair is meticulously combed.
He held a cigarette and spoke indifferently. He raised his head slightly and asked, "This little brother is Han Renxiong from the Thirteenth Righteousness, right? I've heard of you. , everyone said that you are very good at fighting, and Datan Tao is no match for you. Just say what you want."
Li Guangzong has two things that are worthy of others' admiration.
First, he never looks down on anyone and is very good at remembering people's names and data.
Secondly, no matter what happens, he will face the collapse without changing his expression.
Just like some time ago, many members of the adjudication panel were arrested. Others showed no trace of panic on his face. He was always calm and confident.
Being taken seriously by the deputy head of Xuantian Sect is enough to make Han Renxiong proud.
He was somewhat complacent.
But today he is here to cause trouble. He said with a sullen face: "Master Li, why do you Xuantian Sect seize our rice shop, teahouse and bone farm?"
Li Guangzong slowly extinguished most of the remaining cigarette in the blue and white porcelain ashtray.
In fact, he rarely smokes, but if someone gives it to him, he will light it, usually hold it in his hand without smoking, and let it burn out.
HeHe wiped his hands with a wet towel to prevent his fingers from getting yellowed. He was not angry and smiled and said: "In normal business, Xuantian Sect will not interfere with anyone's business."
Because today is On New Year's Eve, Li Guangzong was an outsider. Outsiders entered the twelfth lunar month and were even taboo about saying unlucky words such as "finished" and "death", let alone New Year's Eve.
Li Guangzong was just trying to save face for them and did not tell the truth.
Anyone who knows the inside story will understand what he is talking about.
Han Renxiong pretended to be confused: "I am confused when Master Li says this. Isn't our Thirteen Righteousness just running a normal business? Is there anything abnormal?"
He As he spoke, he opened his arms and patrolled for a week.
Don’t mention it, he has been in the limelight in the past six months, and he has the aura of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Many veterans have fallen into disgrace at his hands.
Everyone avoided his gaze and did not look at him.
Li Guangzong threw away the towel, pressed his hands on the table and said: "Tomorrow is the Spring Festival. Let's talk about this later. Sirs outside also want to have a quiet year."
Han Renxiong sneered three times: "Sirs, so can the Xuantian Sect, and so can everyone here. But only several of our Shisanyi stores have been closed down, and the Xuantian Sect is willing to be the lackey of the police department. , Don’t you have any opinions?”
Everyone lowered their heads.
Especially some respectable businessmen.
Li Guangzong looked around, then at Han Renxiong, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Some people still don’t give up.
He pinched his forehead: "Renxiong, what do you want?"
Li Zhitao next to her had veins popping up in her neck.
The Xuantian Sect is different from other gangs.
Li Guangzong did not speak, and no one dared to speak randomly. The rules were strict.
Otherwise, Li Zhitao would have overturned the table based on his temper.
Damn it, who are you with?
Han Renxiong waved his thick and powerful arm: "I want an explanation, otherwise we, the Thirteenth Yi, will not be able to survive this year."
"What explanation do you want?" Li Guangzong Staring at him with piercing eyes.
"I heard that Zhao Chuanxin, the head of the Xuantian Sect, is very good at fighting and is known as the God of War." Han Renxiong sounded dangerous, looking at Zixiong: "But, I, Han Renxiong, have also fought with invincible opponents all over Hong Kong Island. Jianghu affairs , solve it according to the rules of the world. If Leader Zhao doesn't use the quick gun, can he dare to fight with me? If I win, our rice shop, teahouse and bone farm will continue to operate. "
< p>Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.Han Renxiong has been practicing Sanzhanquan and kicking since he was a child, and he also practiced Western boxing with the British for two years.
A combination of Chinese and Western skills, and he is proficient in both South Boxing and North Legs.
Since his debut, his invincibility has made him more and more ambitious.
As a warrior, if you are afraid, you will never achieve zero defeat.
A martial artist without the courage to move forward is not a qualified martial artist.People, at this time, there is no saying that martial arts practitioners have reached the end. It is usually a matter of life or death.
When everyone starts to pay attention to "martial ethics" with a humble attitude of "doing it until the point is reached", this is the moment when martial arts declines.
You still have to be moral when killing people, maybe you have bubbles in your head?
As soon as Han Renxiong said these words, everyone was in an uproar.
Li Zhitao couldn't bear it any longer. He suddenly stood up and pointed at Han Renxiong and cursed: "Are you damn worthy to fight against our leader?"
Li Guangzong stretched out his hand and slapped Li Zhitao. He sat down glumly.
Han Renxiong laughed: "What? Leader Zhao doesn't dare to challenge?"
At this time, at the entrance of the stairs, a man went upstairs with his hands behind his hands and entered the hall.
The adjudication panel at the door bowed immediately when they saw it: "Master!"
Zhao Chuanxin was dressed in a fairy-like style, and all he had to do was bring a BGM with him.
"Zhuo, since when did martial arts practitioners dare to compete with those who cultivated immortality?" Zhao Chuanxin showed his teeth while holding a cigar in his mouth.
He took a puff of his cigar and blew out a smoke ring into the sky. Coupled with his smiling appearance, he immediately fell from a peerless master to a human being.
"Master!"
Everyone left the table, stood up and shouted respectfully.
Neediness is momentum.
The Korean people's arrogance was immediately suppressed.
Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward with a cigar in his mouth.
Han Renxiong felt that he was being robbed of the limelight and said angrily: "Master Zhao, do you dare to fight?"
Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "What the hell, if it doesn't work, just go. "The children's table."
"You"
Zhao Chuanxin and Li Guangzong both think it's better not to cause trouble if you're celebrating the New Year. If you don't want good luck, at least don't. It ruined everyone's fun.
So he ignored Han Renxiong and went straight to Li Guangzong.
But Han Renxiong didn't open his eyes, and suddenly pointed his finger at Zhao Chuanxin: "Zhao Chuanxin, others are afraid of you, but I, Han Renxiong, am not afraid. Don't underestimate the world's heroes!"
There was silence in the hall.
Zhao Chuanxin's smile faded: "I'll give you a chance, get out of the way."
The irritable Han Renxiong suddenly rushed up and kicked Zhao Chuanxin in the calf. .
If an ordinary person is shoveled by him, his calf will not be broken, but a layer of skin will be peeled off.
Zhao Chuanxin kept his hands behind his back, but suddenly raised his leg and accurately intercepted Han Renxiong's stretched leg.
The Korean's male leg involuntarily raised, and Zhao Chuanxin caught it.
Han Renxiong desperately tried to retract his legs, but they did not move at all.
Zhao Chuanxin pulled one of his legs and started swinging it lightly.
Han Renxiong was panicked and helpless. He watched helplessly as Zhao Chuanxin whipped him around twice before being thrown to the ceiling.
Bang!
Han Renxiong’s body hit the ceiling. As he fell, Zhao Chuanxin stood up and kicked with a backspin.
Bang!
Han Renxiong was kicked in the jaw. His body was like a fallen leaf, spinning and smashing through the window. He flew out of the window 13 to 4 meters away and landed on the ground and rolled out 4 to 5 meters away.
Everyone hurriedly leaned on the window to look, only to see Han Renxiong's neck unnaturally elongated, his mandible broken, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was motionless on the ground.
This kick actually separated his cervical spine and shattered his jaw.
I Zhuo
Everyone looked at Zhao Chuanxin again, with fear in their eyes.
Zhao Chuanxin dusted off the wrinkles in his robe: "Oh, the neck can be broken, the chin can be shattered, but the robe cannot be messed up!"
Everyone: ""
The Ma Chai from the Thirteenth Righteousness outside saw this and began to yell and curse, and at the same time prepared to charge into the escort of the Judgment Group.
They didn’t know what happened above, but they probably guessed that Han Renxiong was beaten to death by people from the Xuantian Sect, which was a signal to start a war.
Zhao Chuanxin recalled that after rumors that he had been seriously injured, Hong Kong Governor Luard ordered the police to arrest members of the adjudication panel.
He was so bold that he jumped up on his knees, stepped on the shoulders of several people and jumped out of the window, landing floating on the ground.
He grabbed the whip of a thirteen-year-old boy and punched him in the face.
Click!
The man was hit hard and bounced on the ground.
Turn around and whip your legs.
Bang!
Half of one man's ribs were broken, and his body was reduced to a dried shrimp.
Zhao Chuanxin used the desert roots to jump three meters high, bending his elbows when falling.
Click!
One person’s neck was crooked.
An Indian patrolman next to him drew out his baton and tried to hit Zhao Chuanxin on the back. Zhao Chuanxin turned sideways slightly, stretched out his hand, caught the baton like a long eye on the back of his head, snatched it away, and thrust it into the mouth of the Indian patrolman. He jumped up to 1.7 meters on the spot, raised his legs and kicked towards the baton.
Pfft!
Through the back of the head.
I blanch!
The people around him retreated.
Too damn cruel!
Another white patrolman shivered and reached for the revolver in his holster.
Zhao Chuanxin came closer, grabbed his wrist and pulled it outward.
Click!
"Ouch"
Zhao Chuanxin pulled out the revolver, flicked it, and the barrel of the gun penetrated the white policeman's eye socket.
Bang!
Red, white
These self-proclaimed gangsters who lick blood with their swords even screamed and peed their pants in fear
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