"The marshal is here. Stop."
Li Zihao's men fired at the sky one after another to stop the chaotic fight. Many people were injured on both sides.
Judging from Li Zihao's attire, it was obvious that he was the main character. He wore a magnificent military uniform with a braid and a general's cape, looking majestic.
When they stopped, a soldier hurriedly grabbed the reins of his horse. Li Zihao then said slowly," You are too rude. They used Shaolin Kung Fu to welcome you. How could you use guns? Right, Abbot?"”
"Amitabha. Patron, please don't kill anymore. Return the world to a pure land.”The abbot said mercifully. He was indeed an accomplished monk.
That was why Li Zihao was so polite to him. Otherwise, he would have ordered the monks to be shot to death.
"Abbot, are you too old and muddled? Is there still a pure land in the human world now? It's not like you don't know the world. Look at those refugees outside. Is it really just me?”Li Zihao saluted the abbot with one hand to show his respect.
However, if he really respected her, he would not have brought her here. He still had to put on an act.
"I admit defeat. Let me go. I'll give you all my money.”Xu Long felt that he was only qualified to say anything else if he could survive.
"You're Xu Long?"
"It's me. It's all my fault for not recognizing the great mountain and offending Marshal Li. Here's my bank deposit. There's still 100,000 yuan inside. I have many beautiful wives at home.”Xu Long had no backbone and seemed to be planning to use money to buy his life.
Money?
Did Li Zihao care about money?
Also, he had no love for second-hand goods. This guy probably didn't know his personality, so he dared to say such words.
Li Zihao walked up and patted Xu Long's shoulder. He said with a pleasant expression,"It's true that this man is lecherous, but his eyes must be good. If he chooses the wrong target, he will die. Don't you think I'm right?"”
She also took his bank notes. This money was the fat of the people. It was better not to leave it for the dead.
Xu Long knew that Li Zihao was talking about him. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said,"Yes, yes."”
Li Zihao walked back as if he was going to let Xu Long go.
Seeing that Li Zihao was about to leave, Xu Long finally relaxed. He could finally survive.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, Xu Long was shot. He covered his wound and saw Li Zihao's cold gaze.
This shot made the situation tense. Ten soldiers carried a few Maxim heavy machine guns in. Was Shaolin going to be splashed with blood today?
No matter how good his martial arts skills were, it was useless. In front of a powerful martial arts master, it was a joke in front of a machine gun.
Li Zihao looked at the angry monks, pulled out his saber, and said to them," You beat up my people. How are we going to solve this? You don't have to pity Xu Long. He deserved to die."”
"We'll take responsibility for what we've done.”Eldest Senior Brother Qing Shui stood up consciously. They knew that Li Zihao was an arrogant warlord. He was not satisfied with Xu Long's death. It would probably be very difficult to get through today.
The older monks who accompanied him all stood up. The senior and junior brothers behind him all wanted to pull them back.
The machine gunners pointed their guns at them. As long as Li Zihao gave the order, they would immediately shoot them to death.
"Hehehe." Li Zihao smiled and put his saber back into its sheath. He continued," I'll give you a choice now. Choose to be loyal to me, or I'll destroy your Shaolin Temple.”
"Amitabha. Marshal Li, Shaolin Temple is a pure place of Buddhism. It never meddles in secular affairs, nor does it use weapons for no reason.”
It was certain that Shaolin Temple was not a pure land. Even during the period of warlords, it was inevitable to encounter various situations and accidents. Today's incident was only one of them.
"Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, you can't blow up the temple!”Li San came because he was here to tell Li Zihao that the old lady believed in Buddhism. As her son, if Li Zihao destroyed Shaolin Temple, he would definitely be scolded by the old lady.
"What's wrong?"
"The old madam often comes to offer incense. She and the abbot are old acquaintances. Previously, the abbot also helped our family because of the eldest young madam.”
" Is that so?" Li Zihao raised his hand, and the soldiers put down their guns.
"Abbot, I didn't expect there to be so many things involved. Today's matter ends here.”
"Marshal Li, I have a presumptuous request. I hope you can agree to bury the corpse of Xu Long, this traitor. He was also my disciple in the past.”
"Yes, your level is too poor to actually teach such a disciple. Abbot, in the future, when you take care of disciples, you have to keep your eyes open and not be blinded.”
The abbot bowed to Li Zihao and didn't say anything else. He should be thanking Li Zihao for his generosity. After all, the monk soldiers had indeed clashed with Li Zihao's subordinates. Although both sides had people injured, in this day and age, the words of the strong were the most effective.
Dengfeng City had already regained its peace. The Qin Clan had also received the notice that Li Zihao was coming back.
Xu Long was already dead. If it weren't for Li Zihao giving face to the abbot, his corpse would probably be hanging on the city wall under the scorching sun.
Although he was returning home in glory, Li Zihao didn't make any ostentation.
However, Lin Yu had already made arrangements for them to enter the city with many cavalrymen.
The old lady of the Li family had brought the whole family to wait for Li Zihao's return.
There were soldiers everywhere in the residence, and it was completely surrounded.
Li Zihao's mother wasn't actually old. It was just a matter of time. She was only in her forties, but most women of her age were already grandmothers.
Li Zihao was the eldest son of the family. He had a younger sister who was studying in Shanghai.
However, they were all back now, so they were waiting for Li Zihao's return.
Outside the mansion, the military band had already started playing. Lin Yu was looking at his watch. The commander wouldn't be late, right? What time was it already?
However, his worries were unnecessary. From afar, a large group of cavalrymen came over. He knew that Li Zihao had returned.
Qin Mingxi was also in the crowd. She saw Li Zihao from afar. Although they were family friends, they had never met before. Qin Mingxi was studying abroad, while Li Zihao was at Baoding Military Academy. Naturally, they did not have the chance to meet.
"Marshal." Lin Yu pulled Li Zihao's horse.
Li Zihao jumped off the horse and saw a group of people standing under the signboard of the Li Residence.
"My son is finally back.”
The old lady hurried over and grabbed Li Zihao's hand. She touched his face to see if he had lost weight.
"Brother." Li Zihao's younger sister, Li Qing, felt that her brother was very impressive. After going out to fight for a few years, he had become rich!
"Mother, I'm back." Li Zihao didn't feel awkward when he called out to his sister because of his memory. He patted his sister's head and thought," You've become a big girl!"
"Brother." Li Qing was unhappy. This brother still treated her like a child. If she wasn't in university, she would probably have married someone else.
"Yo, you're not happy, little girl.”
The Li Residence was a luxurious mansion that occupied an area of more than a thousand square meters. It was a typical Chinese-style mansion with many servants.
In other words, Li Zihao was also a rich second generation in this era of China. He was also a big landlord in Dengfeng City. As for the Qin family, they were mainly businessmen.
The banquet was very sumptuous, but it was a pity that there were not enough people. There were only three people in the main family. Although there were other relatives, in this era, such a family gave people the feeling that it was very weak.
Because in the past, it was emphasized that the brothers would fight the tiger, and the father and son would fight. The family with the advantage of numbers naturally had an advantage.
Apart from the Li siblings, Li Zihao's mother was the only one left.
"Son, this incense is a big deal. Your sister will eventually get married, and this family business still depends on you to inherit.”
Old Mrs. Han was forcing the marriage. Parents were all similar in this aspect.
She naturally hoped that her son would find a wife and have a few more fat sons to continue the Li family's line of succession. This was the traditional thinking of the Chinese.
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