Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

Since they bought a lot of things at the Friendship Store, Chang Zhengyang and his friends decided to go back and put their things down first.

When he looked back, Chang Zhengyang remembered the promise he had made to little Pig, and went to Quanjude to buy two roast ducks and brought them back.

The family enjoyed the meal with their mouths drooling at noon, especially the third and fourth sons. After eating the roast duck and chocolate, they instantly forgave Chang Zhengyang.

Two spineless bastards who deserve to be punished!

My second uncle stayed at Lao Chang’s house for a week and finally decided to go home.

On the night before leaving, after dinner, Chang Zhengyang knocked on the door of his second uncle's room and said to him who was packing his luggage, "Second uncle, are you busy?"

"Not busy, just a few things."

"Shall we go for a walk then?"

The second uncle paused, looked at the smiling Chang Zhengyang with some surprise, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go out for a walk. I don't know when we will meet next time."

Chang Zhengyang took out a cigarette and handed it over to his uncle, who lit it. The uncle took a deep breath and followed Chang Zhengyang out of the yard, left the alley, and came to Qianmen Street where there were few pedestrians.

Under the dim street lights, the night in mid-October was a little cold. The north wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, which then fluttered down onto the shadows of the two people.

"Zhengyang, do you have anything to say to me?"

Although my second uncle seemed relaxed at the moment, the muscles in his arms were actually tense. He squinted at the tall Chang Zhengyang next to him and observed his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

Chang Zhengyang saw all of his little actions, but did not point them out. He just opened his mouth and said slowly, "On July 21, 1948, it rained heavily that night. I ate too much watermelon during the day and had a stomachache at night. When I went to the toilet at night, I saw you, my second uncle, dragging someone's leg into the heavy rain. I remember that person. I called him Uncle Li. Since then, I have never seen him again..."

"You, how could you..."

My second uncle took a step back in surprise and subconsciously put his right hand on his waist, but felt nothing.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

Chang Zhengyang took out a Browning from his pocket. Seeing this, his uncle's face changed at first, and then he smiled and said, "Zhengyang, what are you talking about? I just have an itch in my lower back."

When did this guy take his gun away?

What my second uncle could be sure of was that the gun was still on him when he had dinner, which meant that the gun disappeared on the way they went out.

This Kong Kong magic hand is no more than the Ghost Hand Liu of the past!

Chang Zhengyang ignored his embarrassed uncle and continued, "You guys were arguing loudly in the study that night. Although you lowered your voices, the rain outside was very loud. But I've had sharp ears since I was a child, and I heard everything you said. I didn't understand when I was a child, but later I found out that you were reselling military rations. At that time, the eldest son was launching a vigorous anti-corruption campaign, and you two were scared. My Uncle Li came to you to discuss the matter. He wanted to surrender, pay some money, and smooth over the relationship, but you disagreed, so my Uncle Li disappeared since then. Well, a few days ago I checked the files of that year, and this Uncle Li committed suicide out of fear of crime. Second uncle, what a good trick!"

Chang Zhengyang clapped his hands gently. His second uncle was panicked for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Among all my nephews, I just like you because you have been a smart kid since you were young. I was right about you. Yes, I did resell military rations and kill people, but where is the evidence? Who will take care of this matter?"

Seeing his indifferent look, Chang Zhengyang laughed and said, "I'm not here to expose you. I just want to say, second uncle, you are greedy for power and money, capable, ambitious, and cruel. So, my good second uncle, you didn't come back because you really miss your hometown and relatives, right?"

Facing Chang Zhengyang's question, the second uncle remained silent. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it. After a while, he said quietly, "Yes, I came here this time for my own purpose, but don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Chang Zhengyang sneered when he heard this: "Do you believe this? Second uncle, once you are in the underworld, you have no choice. The tricks of the government are even worse than those in the underworld. Can you guarantee that you can make the decision?"

The second uncle took a deep puff of cigarette, then exhaled heavily and said, "Believe it or not, I will not do anything to my family."

Chang Zhengyang shook his head, put his hands behind his back and looked towards his home.

"If I didn't want my mother to be sad in the future and to leave a good impression on Xiaoyue and the others, I wouldn't bother to care whether you lived or died. If you weren't my second uncle, I would have killed you myself if you were corrupt, murdered, and were a diehard fan of the principal."

"You want to cripple me? Nephew, are you so confident? I admit that you are extremely talented, but you are a rookie who has never seen human blood. No matter how well you practice Kung Fu, it will only be a show in the end!"

My second uncle showed a ferocious smile and stood there in a daze, with a terrible murderous aura rushing towards me.

He had fought on the battlefield for more than ten years, and then fought with the natives on Java Island for many years. Even if there were not a hundred people killed by him, there must be at least eighty.

He has mastered the martial arts inherited from his family and has been practicing dark energy for twenty years. Although he has not yet fully understood the secret of transforming energy, he believes that in a life-and-death fight, Chang Zhengyang will never be his opponent.

"It seems that when warriors talk, they still have to put their fists to the test! Come on, stop it first!"

Chang Zhengyang put his left hand behind his back, stretched out his right hand, and hooked his palm towards his second uncle.

"You kid..."

A flash of anger appeared in the second uncle's eyes. He did not attack immediately. Instead, he raised one leg and slowly walked around Chang Zhengyang with his hands in front and behind.

Bagua Youlongzhang!

Chang Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly and saw his second uncle walking around twice. When he came to Chang Zhengyang's back, his feet suddenly slid, and he approached Chang Zhengyang in an instant and slapped Chang Zhengyang's back with one palm.

If it was an enemy, he would have slapped him on the lower back.

Chang Zhengyang did not dodge or evade and took the palm strike head-on. The second uncle was surprised, but found that he seemed to have hit the tough cowhide. His legs kept moving, and his right leg was like a sickle, ready to hook Chang Zhengyang's calf.

It happened in a flash. Just when my second uncle thought he had succeeded, Chang Zhengyang took a step back, and moved closer to him like a brown bear rubbing against a tree, knocking my second uncle three meters away.

Chang Zhengyang turned around and looked at his second uncle who was standing firmly with a wary look on his face. He chuckled and appeared in front of him in one step. He slapped his right hand from top to bottom and knocked his second uncle unconscious.

When the other person fell to the ground, his face was full of fear and unwillingness.