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Chapter 125: Storm is coming(2/2)

"What Chen Zimei did was a bit excessive."

Huo Yuanjia still felt a little dissatisfied.

"There's nothing we can do. He has great righteousness and can't stop it.

Mr. Sun's situation is now on the line, and everything must be based on the overall situation.

Let's not talk about holding back, of course we have to support one or two.

To be honest, I also think that the Jingwu Sect disciples who stay here and practice martial arts every day would be better off occupying various territories in Shanghai.

It would be a pity not only for Chen Zimei but also for me to lose this financial source.

It is understandable that Dong Lin and Fei Yan want to help their uncle.

As for Zhong Heng, he seemed a little discouraged ever since he was injured by the Japanese that day...

If he joins the Qing gang and takes charge of the gambling den, let him go.

Anyway, Yuanjia, your direct disciples, Qingsheng and Xiaohui are still here, and they are still very filial. As for Ting En, well, just let him be happy."

Speaking of Huo Ting'en, Nong Jinsun paused and didn't know what to say.

Since Yang Lin entered the Jingwu Sect, Huo Ting'en has become more and more taciturn, and sometimes goes out to get drunk, but Huo Yuanjia doesn't care about him.

He should be thinking that if he can't master the weather, this son still has to start a family and start a business as soon as possible, and having children is the most important thing.

If you practice swallowing the weather in one breath, you will have a son with five tuberculosis and seven injuries. Although your martial arts skills are strong, you may not be very happy.

Therefore, do not restrain him and let him choose as he pleases.

Since he no longer has to bear the heavy burden, Huo Yuanjia has become more easy-going.

He takes very lightly on many things.

If it weren't for the fact that too many disciples of the Jingwu Sect left and it was so shameful, he wouldn't have said anything at all.

"Well, after all, Master Yang was too ruthless that day, offending too many people and frightening many people.

That’s why the changes in Jingwu Sect happened today.”

Nong Jinsun let out a long sigh, with a lot of resentment in his tone.

"How can you blame him?" Huo Yuanjia pressed the chess piece heavily on the chessboard, "A warrior will not be humiliated. A warrior is a murderer, let alone a grandmaster.

If others don't know it, don't we know it? Huang Jingyun and Zhang Yulin are not good birds. They have kept their word in Shanghai for so many years. How can they tolerate others' disobedience...

In my opinion, if Master Yang does not take action, he will probably face endless conspiracies and schemes...

It would be better to cut through the mess quickly and wipe out the power of these two people.

This is actually the wisest approach, and I think it’s absolutely right.”

"I didn't say that he did anything wrong, but in these troubled times, he actually beat Mr. Yuan Ge's son to death, and also beheaded the apprentice of the great master Gong Baosen.

That's nothing, he also hurt Huo Dianting and Sun Yuzhou, there is really no taboo, no, there will be consequences."

"How about we go to Mr. Sun Xin and ask him to put in a good word for you.

Master Yang is a talented person, chivalrous and courageous. Although he does things a little fiercely, his heart is good."

Huo Yuanjia also sighed, fluttering his sleeves and disturbing the chess pieces on the table. He no longer had any thoughts about playing chess.

"The rain is about to come, and the wind is blowing all over the building."

Yang Lin listened for a while before he understood what the two people were talking about.

'It turns out that it was because I killed all the people that day and scared those people. Moreover, everyone thought that I was going to be in trouble, so they chose to stay away...'
Chapter completed!
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