Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 19 Wang Yaqiao's Junior Brother
"Speaking of which, Lu Mingtang and Wang Yaqiao still have some relationship."

Under Fang Chen's expectant eyes, Zhao Jingheng continued. "Wang Yaqiao's marksmanship master is named Zhao Youshun, and Lu Mingtang was later instructed by Zhao Youshun, and his marksmanship is not inferior to Wang Yaqiao's!"

"This person is Wang Yaqiao's younger brother."

"Zhao once saw Lu Mingtang's brother Lu's marksmanship. Seven sparrows flew across the sky at the same time. When he swung the spear, all the sparrows fell!" Zhao Jingheng said, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Such a cow?"

Fang Chen's eyes showed shock, seven sparrows were flying in the sky, and he swung his gun to kill them, so it was no ordinary cow.

You know, every sparrow is flying, even if it is a single sparrow, it is very difficult to aim and hit, let alone seven!

"I also ask the owner of Zhao to tell him his address."

Fang Chen was also a little moved. Since he couldn't practice martial arts, it would be good to practice marksmanship.

Not to mention hitting seven sparrows with a wave, three sparrows would be enough.

With this kind of marksmanship, he is able to protect himself in Shanghai.

"He lives at the Huangpu River pier now. If you go to him, I can write you a letter of recommendation." Zhao Jingheng said.

"Thank you."

"Mr. Fang, this is Liu Feng, my third disciple. From now on, he will stay by your side at any time to protect your safety. If you need anything, just tell him."

Zhao Jingheng wrote a few strokes, wrote the letter of recommendation, handed it to Fang Chen, and then led a well-built young man to him and introduced him to Fang Chen.

"Liu Feng met Mr. Fang."

Liu Feng has a cropped head, a medium build, and looks honest and honest.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Fang Chen patted Liu Feng's shoulder, feeling as firm as a rock, and he was very satisfied.

After the two parties negotiated the employment price, they bid farewell to Zhao Jingheng, left five gold bars, and set off with Liu Feng.

Liu Feng was paid 10 yuan per month, which was enough for an ordinary family to live for 10 years. In the middle of the Republic of China, such treatment was a high salary.

Fang Chen had to get this money.

The world in Shanghai is not peaceful, and Fang Chen can be considered a rich man now, so he will inevitably be coveted by others, so he needs bodyguards.

The previous rickshaw driver is a lesson from the past.

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There are many ships coming and going at the Shanghai port every day.

As far as the eye can see, the porters on the entire pier are like ants. Liu Feng brought Fang Chen to the third pier with ease.

"Mr. Fang, do you see that middle-aged shirtless man is Uncle Lu?" Liu Feng pointed to Fang Chen, a shirtless man who was about 50 years old.

At this moment, Lu Mingtang was carrying two big sacks on his back, and his trousers were tied by a hemp rope, and he was loading goods onto the ship.

"He is Lu Mingtang?"

Fang Chen was a little dazed, a man with a mastery of marksmanship, actually moving bricks here?
Are you kidding me?
"Mr. Fang, I have personally seen Uncle Lu's marksmanship."

Seeing that Fang Chen was still puzzled, Liu Feng continued. "The reason why Uncle Lu hides here is because he once joined the army, but he couldn't get used to intrigue, and because he believed that Wang Yaqiao killed innocent people indiscriminately, so he was willing to bury himself."

"I see."

Fang Chen suddenly realized.

"Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu!" Liu Feng shouted loudly.

Hearing Liu Feng's shout, Lu Mingtang pulled up the dark towel on his shoulders, wiped the sweat off his face, glanced this way, and walked over.

"Xiaofeng, why are you here?" Lu Mingtang looked at Liu Feng, a little surprised.

"Uncle Lu, is it convenient to talk now?" Liu Feng looked around and asked.

"Wait for me a while." Lu Mingtang glanced at Fang Chen upon hearing this, then turned and left.

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This is an old and dilapidated alley with two-storey small old buildings on both sides.

Seven or eight children ran around laughing and laughing.

Lu Mingtang's family of five lives in the east end of the courtyard in the alley, and the whole family relies on Lu Mingtang to earn money at the wharf.

"father!"

"Father! You're back! Did you bring something good for Wan'er to eat?"

Seeing Lu Mingtang, the two children ran over quickly. The older girl was about ten years old, with bright eyes and teeth, and the younger was a boy about eight years old, smart and well-behaved.

Lu Mingtang hugged each other in his arms.

"Come on, kids, this is a greeting gift from uncle." Fang Chen hastily handed the prepared gifts to the two children.

"Hey, Mr. Fang, you can't do it, you can't do it!" Lu Mingtang hastily declined.

The so-called not getting paid for nothing, how dare you accept things from someone you just met?

"Uncle Lu, it's okay. I came here to ask you to learn marksmanship!" Fang Chen said straight to the point.

"Yes, Uncle Lu, just accept it." Liu Feng also said aside.

Hearing this, Lu Mingtang was stunned for a moment, his expression changed, and he finally patted the heads of the two children and said. "Wan'er, Jie'er, thank you uncle."

"Thank you uncle!"

The two children raised dirty smiles and ran into the house with their things in their arms.

"Mr. Fang, let's go in and talk, please!" Lu Mingtang waved Fang Chen.

When Lu Mingtang waved his hands, Fang Chen suddenly saw that the index fingers of both his hands were broken at the root. "No wonder, he was moving bricks at the pier. It turned out that he lost his index finger for pulling the trigger."

Fang Chen knew in his heart that a gunman only relied on his index finger to pull the trigger, and if his index finger was gone, what else would he play?

However, he can teach spear skills.

Lu Mingtang's woman was an ordinary middle-aged woman. After serving tea to Fang Chen and the others, she went to the side room on the side, and there were intermittent coughing sounds from inside.

Obviously there are old people in the family.

"Father, the pastry this uncle gave is delicious, even this one is quite heavy, I can't bite it." Fang Chen just took a sip of tea, when suddenly, Lu Mingtang's youngest son ran over with a bag of things ,.

Because of running too fast, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

In an instant, ten gold bars fell to the ground.

Seeing the gold bars on the ground, Lu Mingtang was taken aback, and hurriedly said to the other side. "Mr. Fang, this is such an important courtesy, call me call me"

"Uncle Lu, this is what I should do. This is the letter from the curator Zhao, please read it." Fang Chen handed over Zhao Jingheng's handwriting at the right time.

Lu Mingtang took the letter and thought for a while after reading it. "Mr. Fang, since you were introduced by brother Zhao, I won't tell lies."

"It's not like practicing martial arts. You must be talented. For ordinary people, as long as you are willing to practice, you also need enough financial resources to support the consumption of bullets. There is a certain chance of success."

"Of course, the secret to ultimate success is persistence!"

"As long as you persevere, you will surely succeed!"

"Okay, I don't have to worry about bullet consumption."

Fang Chen has this self-confidence, not to mention the real cake shop and the commercial firm in Shanghai, he still has a lot of gold bars in his real home.

When I have learned the marksmanship ability to hit 7 birds at a time, I will have the ability to stand by myself, which is equivalent to practicing martial arts.

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The suburbs of Shanghai Beach.

Fang Chen, Lin Feng, and Lu Mingtang stood on a small hill.

Next to it is a dense woodland.

"Mr. Fang, let me demonstrate it to you. You have to watch it carefully." Lu Mingtang took out two Mausers, one of which was aimed at the air and pulled the trigger with his middle finger.

boom!
With a crisp sound, more than a dozen sparrows flew out of the forest in fright.

In an instant, Lu Mingtang waved his hands, bang bang bang.

There were 5 gunshots, but only 3 sparrows landed in response.

"Hey, it's a pity, only 3 were hit."

Lu Mingtang looked at the three sparrows on the ground with a lonely expression.

Back then, I could shoot down up to 10 sparrows with two guns in bursts!

You know, Wang Yaqiao shot down seven sparrows with a single shot when he was at his peak. Because he accidentally learned the art of drawing circles with his left and right hands, he was good at using two spears.

Just because his spear skills surpassed Wang Yaqiao's, he was favored by Du Yuesheng. Lu Mingtang felt contemptuous of Du Yuesheng's deeds. He couldn't refuse because of his family, so he had no choice but to cut off his own index fingers to cut off Du Yuesheng's thoughts.

(End of this chapter)