Changbai Mountain.

In the nearby town.

Wu Xie, Zhang Chulan and their group have been living here for two days.

Fatty Wang asked boredly, "Well, when are you going?"

Zhang Chulan held the phone and said with a smile: "According to the instructions from above, we have to wait for everyone to gather."

"This time, it can be considered a decisive battle. All those who should and shouldn't have arrived have arrived. It can be resolved once and for all."

"Waiting for someone?"

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other and asked curiously, "Could it be Chen Pi Ah Si and the others?"

Zhang Chulan just kept guessing, nodding and shaking his head. Fatty Wang became anxious. It was already this late, so he shouldn't let people guess.

Just when Fatty Wang wanted to ask, the first wave of people arrived.

There were a few guys, following behind a man with an elegant face. The man in front wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes flashed with a gleam from time to time. It was obvious at first glance that he was a person with a lot of plans in his mind.

Wang Ye stepped forward to greet him and said, "Brother, you are here so quickly!"

The man smiled and said, "Master's order must be followed without delay. In addition, my junior brother Er Yuehong and I have also notified the people who should be notified. Calculating the time, I think they will be here soon."

As he was speaking, another group of people arrived.

The man was dressed in red, with a delicate bone structure, and it was difficult to tell whether he was androgynous. He was extremely good-looking, a first-class handsome man.

Wang Zhenqiu also went forward at this time: "Senior Brother!"

When Wu Xie heard the titles of Wang Ye and Wang Zhenqiu, he realized that the visitors were actually the old men from the Nine Gates, Qi Tiezui and Er Yuehong.

And, she is still so young, incredible!

You know, these two are over a hundred years old!

It feels like the characters in the plays and novels suddenly come alive and stand in front of you.

Wu Xie quickly stood up. When he was thinking about how to start the conversation, Qi Tiezui spoke first: "This must be Wu Laogou's grandson. He has some of his temperament back then."

Er Yuehong also stepped forward and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, saying, "Don't be restrained. We are all family. According to seniority, you can just call me and Senior Brother Second Grandfather and Eighth Grandfather."

Wu Xie nodded repeatedly: "Second Grandfather, Eighth Grandfather!"

"Ok!"

Er Yuehong looked at Qi Tiezui and said, "Brother, which companies have you notified?"

Qi Tiezui said: "I know it's not easy for you to go to the Huo family, so I notified the Huo family, the Jie family, and Lao Liu."

Er Yuehong nodded and said, "Among the Nine Sects, the descendants of Banjie Li are not very capable, so I didn't inform them of this operation. However, I did inform the Zhang family and Chenpi."

After Qi Tiezui and Er Yuehong arrived, they waited for another half a day, and then they saw a lone figure walking towards them in the wind and snow.

His black hair was in wisps, and he carried a knife box on his back. His jacket was not new and looked a little worn. He looked as dangerous as a lone wolf on the snowy field.

"Sixth!"

The two voices were quite delighted. They walked forward and hugged Blackback Laoliu: "Haha, long time no see. I didn't expect that we, a group of old men, would meet again one day."

Wu Xie was even more surprised. It was said that this person had disappeared in the 1950s. Everyone in the Nine Gates thought he was dead, but they didn't expect that he was still alive.

Even in Wu Xie's memory, he is a character that is easily overlooked.

Blackback Laoliu raised his head, revealing a face of about thirty years old. He looked at Wu Xie with eyes as sharp as a knife, and then forced a smile: "Little bastard of the Wu family?"

Wu Xie reacted at this time and quickly saluted and said, "Sixth Grandpa!"

At this moment, no matter how Wu Xie is called the Evil Emperor, he has to become a little puppy in front of the lone wolf Lao Liu. After all, this guy's reputation is not just talk, the knife in his hand is extremely fast, how fast can it be?

As the saying goes: As you walk through a busy city, you will see people everywhere.

If a black-backed wolf walks on the street and passes by you, your head will fall off and no one will be able to find out who swung the knife.

He is a man who is extremely decisive in killing!

In response to Wu Xie's goodwill, Blackback Laoliu simply nodded without saying much. He was a silent person and not good at speaking.

He looked at Qi Tiezui and asked, "Do you have any wine? It's so cold today, give me a few bowls to warm you up."

Qi Tiezui smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I have prepared it a long time ago!"

Things change, and the three brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they have a lot to talk about. They eat the local specialties while drinking, and the sauerkraut and pork are bubbling.

When they were half drunk, the door was opened from the outside.

The person who came was an old man with a cruel and gloomy face. It was obvious at first glance that he was not an easy person to deal with, but when he saw Er Yuehong, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He quickly stepped forward and said, "Master!"

Er Yuehong stopped the wine cup in mid-air, looked at Chen Pi's old face, and said with a sigh: "Since you are here, please sit down!"

Chen Pi nodded obediently, which made his subordinates extremely surprised and unbelievable. The reputation of Fourth Grandpa's cruelty was well-known in the underworld.

But he would be so obedient in front of this young man and even call that person Master. It was unbelievable, unbelievable!

"Chenpi, come to think of it, we haven't seen each other for a long time!"

"Master, it is fifty-three years and eight months. I have been counting the days."

Er Yuehong sighed: "In the blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed, and you have become so old."

Chen Pi hesitated again and again at this time, but still asked: "Master, Master's wife... is she okay?"

Er Yuehong nodded: "She is very nice. She makes a bowl of crab roe noodles every year, but it is placed on the table and no one eats it."

After hearing this, Chenpi felt mixed emotions.

Er Yuehong took out his cell phone from his pocket, opened the photo album skillfully, and handed it to Chen Pi.

The girl still looked as young as before, but Chenpi had white hair. Unconsciously, Chenpi shed tears.

But he kept saying, "As long as Master's wife is in good health, as long as she is in good health, that's all!"

Er Yuehong handed over a glass of wine at the right time: "Since you are here, drink two cups with me."

"it is good!"

Different generations have different faces. Some are still young and beautiful, while others have white hair. It is really sad.

Talking about the past of Jiumen, whether crying or laughing, each generation has its own memories.

Wu Xie and his friends stood aside and had no chance to sit at the table.

They are all grandfathers, so children like them can only sit at the children's table.

The only one who could match their age was Zhang Qiling, but Zhang Qiling had nothing to talk about with them, so it would be better for him to stay with Wu Xie.

The snowstorm came in again.

The leader had a dignified and graceful look on his face as he looked at the three people at the table.

"I am not late, am I?"

(End of this chapter)