Chapter 711: A paradise

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

In a ward in a private hospital, Uncle Zeng changed his clothes, sat on the bed, lit a cigarette, frowned tightly, shook his hands, and felt a little pain in his body.

In fact, Uncle Zeng suffered a serious injury last time. He has not recovered for almost a week. However, tomorrow is the cocktail party held in Maliu, and he is also on the list of invited personnel. Besides, the people who are in trouble on the road think this hospital is as unlucky as a prison, so he wishes he was discharged earlier.

There were seven or eight brothers standing in the ward. These brothers were all Hong Xing's elite and Uncle Zeng's confidant. Uncle Zeng was not so easy to get hurt this time, because the big-headed shrimp arranged them to another place. Now, after returning, they felt guilty. Therefore, during the period when Uncle Zeng was in the hospital, they were almost indifferent to the ward, for fear of a slight mistake.

For these brothers, as long as Hong Xing is not removed from the list, as long as Uncle Zeng is the boss for one day, they don’t care who Uncle Zeng will cooperate with. They obey Uncle Zeng, and naturally they are loyal to him. Uncle Zeng said that they would never go west when they go east.

"Have the discharge procedures been completed?" Uncle Zeng looked up at the brothers in front of him.

A brother quickly said, "It's being processed, but we don't have to wait for this, we can leave at any time. We have booked a hotel and will go out later. We have dinner together to get rid of bad luck for Uncle Zeng."

Uncle Zeng waved his hand and was about to speak, but the door was knocked at this time. A brother opened the door and saw that it was Maliu, followed by Alisa, and Maliu was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Uncle Zeng quickly stood up and greeted him. He smiled and called Liu Brother Liu, took the flowers from Maliu's hand and handed them to his brother on the side. Uncle Zeng asked Maliu to sit down on the hospital bed, handed him a cigarette, and personally helped Maliu get angry. He was extremely respectful.

In the eyes of brothers such as Zeng, Uncle Zeng has never been so humble. Because Uncle Zeng has the highest seniority in the Tao, no one deserves to be so respectful. But they also know that Uncle Zeng's life was also rescued by Maliu. If it weren't for Maliu, Uncle Zeng might have died in the conspiracy of Big Head Shrimp a few days ago, so it is not surprising to see Uncle Zeng so respectful.

"The injuries on your body are healed, right? If there are any problems, you can continue to stay with peace of mind. You can't attend tomorrow's cocktail party." Ma Liu said with a smile.

Uncle Zeng quickly said, "It doesn't matter. Although fighting with people is not enough, it's quite convenient to move. How can I miss such an important cocktail party tomorrow? By the way, Brother Six, I heard that something happened to you, right now, is it okay?"

"Haha, you know, I have a great fortune and great fortune. I didn't die a few days ago. How could I die this time? I have experienced many things like this!" Ma Liu laughed: "If anyone wants my life, I will take anyone's life. No one can save him. And you also know that many people wanted my life in the past, but now most of them are dead. Those who have not died yet cannot live for too long."

I don’t know what Ma Liu’s words mean, but Uncle Zeng felt a chill in his heart. Ma Liu’s words were indeed very shocking. Even if he didn’t have to speak fiercely, Ma Liu’s words still had a murderous aura.

Uncle Zeng repeatedly said yes. Ma Liu talked about the current situation in Hong Kong and asked him to discuss with the mad dog after he was discharged from the hospital, so that he would not act rashly, so as not to cause any trouble. Uncle Zeng agreed.

Then Ma Liu said that there was something else, so he left first and sent Ma Liu away. Uncle Zeng was stunned for a while, and then he took his brothers away.

The three cars were very majestic, but Uncle Zeng got in the car but did not go to the hotel, but asked someone to drive the car to a certain wharf.

The car stopped on the road. Uncle Zeng saw an old man sitting at the pier not far away, concentrating on fishing. He didn't wear a hat on his head, bald, and a bucket was placed next to the small stool. I don't know if he had caught a fish.

Letting all his subordinates stay in the car, Uncle Zeng walked over slowly, came to the old man's side, squatted down, handed over a cigarette, and lit it for the old man. Uncle Zeng smiled and said, "Uncle Fourth, aren't you tired of fishing every day?"

The old man called Uncle Fourth only had a few hairs on the back of his head, but they were all white. He didn't turn around and asked, "Then are you tired every day?"

Uncle Zeng was stunned and smiled bitterly, shook his head: "I'm tired, but I live a wonderful life."

The bald man turned his face and his face was quite rosy. He looked very healthy and smiled at Uncle Zeng on the side.

It can be called the fourth uncle by Uncle Zeng, which shows that the old man is not young anymore, but the old man looks only in his sixties. Suddenly, he pulled the fishing rod and a three-pound red carp swung a graceful arc in the air and landed obediently on the old man's hand. The old man took off the hook, threw the fish back into the sea, put on the bait, and threw it into the sea again.

Uncle Zeng was not surprised at all. He seemed to have become accustomed to such things. He sat on the ground and Uncle Zeng began to talk, saying all the situation in Hong Kong and many of his thoughts, as if he had found a partner to tell, and Uncle Zeng did not hide it at all.

After more than an hour of this talk, Uncle Zeng finally finished his nagging, stood up, stood respectfully beside the old man, and said nothing more.

The bald man still didn't look back, as if he was asleep.

Uncle Zeng was not angry, nor did he show any impatience, and he still stood aside and waited.

After another half an hour, the bald man finally made some noise, but when he lifted the fishing rod, it was still a red-headed carp, more than twice as big as the one just now. However, the bald man threw the fish back into the sea and did not continue to place the bait, but finally spoke.

"I'll just say eight words to you." The bald man sighed and said, "Stop disturbing me whenever you have something to do."

Uncle Zeng said with a look of surprise: "Please give me advice from the Fourth Master."

"Retreat bravely in the torrent, be free and free." Bald man said word by word.

Uncle Zeng was stunned and frowned and said, "Uncle Fourth, it was the first time you have advised me like this in so many years, and I am unwilling to accept it."

"Don't give up?" The bald man smiled and said, "If you continue like this, I'm afraid that you won't be able to find me next time. Even if you look for me, I might have nothing to say to you."

Uncle Zeng smiled bitterly: "Uncle Fourth, I joined the underworld as a teenager, and I can't quit in my life."

"Your heart cannot retreat, right?" Shaking your head, the bald man said helplessly: "Okay, I'll say that. You go, don't disturb me, I still have to wait for someone!"

Uncle Zeng sighed and said respectfully: "Thank you, Uncle Fourth."

After saying that, Uncle Zeng turned around and left, feeling a little lost, but as soon as he got on the car, Uncle Zeng seemed to have suddenly woken up and said to his brothers around him: "Let's go, inform the Coyotes and the others, all of them will come to the hotel, and you will not return drunk at night, and have a meeting by the way."

When I said this, Uncle Zeng looked a little excited.

Uncle Zeng and his three cars left. The bald man at the dock sighed and continued to sit down, but stopped fishing. He just stared silently, his eyes closed, as if he was dozing off.

After a long time, the sun sets and dusk comes, a very cool Porsche parked not far from the shore. Malu and Alisa walked slowly to the pier and came to the bald man.

Ma Liu smiled and smoked a cigarette and lit it. Instead of squatting down, he stood by the bucket on the side and looked at it, saying, "I heard that there was a paradise in Hong Kong who used to call him Xiao Wu Yong in the Tao, but he gave himself a nickname called Yu Yin Jushi. I wonder if the old man had heard of it?"

The bald man slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly: "What Xiao Wu is used to do? What is the fishing monk? In fact, he is a common man. How can he be a paranormal? He has children, daughters, grandsons, and can fish with cars and houses. This is life."

Ma Liu picked up the fishing rod, hung the bait, threw it into the water, and stood there. After a while, he pulled the fishing rod and immediately lifted a silver carp weighing more than ten pounds. Ma Liu laughed: "It seems that his luck is pretty good!"

Putting the fish in a bucket, Ma Liu smiled and said, "Some people fish for the sake of mood, what they enjoy is the process, and some people fish for the sake of fish. And I not only enjoy this process, but also want to eat fish. Not only do I have fish tonight."

While laughing, Ma Liu took a rope from somewhere, stringed the silver carp, held it in his hand, and left with humming a small song.

From then on, in just ten minutes, Ma Liu and Bald almost didn't say a few words.

Maliu got into the car, and Alisa on the side smiled and said, "He is the Yuhen Jushi you mentioned? I didn't see any master's demeanor."

"You can't understand this, haha, do you have to put the word "a master" on your forehead before you can recognize it?" Ma Liu said with a smile.

Alisa smiled and said, "Then you came to find him specifically, why did you leave without saying anything? Don't you want to invite him out?"

"Forget it, people no longer have that intention. Maybe tomorrow or in the future, we will never find him again. At least, he will not be used by others. He is all such an old man. Can I still push him into the river to kill someone to silence him?" Ma Liu gave Alisa a blank look.

Alyssa doesn't understand.

The bald man on the pier finally stood up, looked at the direction of the embankment, his face became a little complicated. He said a few words to himself that no one could understand. The bald man threw the bucket and the fishing rod into the sea. At this time, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, but the old man's face became warm and kind again.

After making a phone call, the bald man hummed a tune that no one could understand, but it was very toneful. When he arrived on the dam, an extended version of Bentley slowly drove over from a distance. A middle-aged uncle got out of the car and respectfully helped the old man open the car door, saying, "Second Master, where is your fishing rod?"

After getting in the car, the bald man smiled and said, "From tomorrow, I won't be fishing anymore. By the way, go book two air tickets. Tomorrow, let's leave Hong Kong and go to Australia!"

The middle-aged uncle didn't feel strange at all, and smiled and said, "Did the Fourth Uncle really decide?"

"What? Are you unwilling to do it? Then you stay in Hong Kong. Anyway, Zeng Buyi is recruiting soldiers and horses. If you go, he will treat you like a god." The bald man smiled.

The middle-aged uncle said with a bitter face: "Fourth Master, what did you say? I can go to Australia with you. That's a blessing I have cultivated in eight lifetimes. I have long since I didn't want to care about Zeng Buyi's affairs."

"I gave him eight words, "I retreated bravely and was free and easy. Unfortunately, he couldn't listen anymore, so let's not wait for him anymore. If there is something happening to him in the future, if I am gone, you can just help his family. Don't let him die. After you know, he has many enemies." The bald man closed his eyes and said slowly.
Chapter completed!