Chapter 21: Be Bold, Be Tough!
Chen Wujun felt that today’s experience was truly bizarre as he walked back.
“I didn’t expect it to be so easy to become a disciple. I thought there would be some kind of test…”
“Moreover, for a character like Master, why would he be in a place like this, living like an ordinary retired old man, watering flowers in his spare time… A character like that should find it easy to make money.”
Chen Wujun didn’t know how high Zhou Qing’s strength was, but from the tone in which he evaluated the prodigies of old technique generation after generation, his strength wouldn’t be low.
Not to mention that just the sound of his breathing was like war drums, directly pulling him into the battlefield, with the taste of iron and blood in his mouth, forgetting everything like an ordinary soldier.
Even now, when Chen Wujun recalled the iron taste in his mouth just now, it still felt real.
“And he told me not to tell anyone who my master is… A person like Master surely wouldn’t be afraid of me causing trouble and implicating him, right?”
“And pulling me into the battlefield… What kind of kung fu is that? It seemed like it could control people’s brains, yet Master said it was just a small trick…”
“Old technique and new technique… Magnetic field crystal… Old technique also needs magnetic field crystal… Senior Sister did remind me about this before.”
Today he had received too much information, all sorts of ideas popped up in Chen Wujun’s mind, so much so that he didn’t pay attention to the changes that the Old Bear Hugs Tree stance brought to his body.
After walking for a long time, he finally realized that his steps today were light yet steady, and his body was flexible and strong.
His body seemed much lighter.
“It seems this is the effect of the Old Bear Hugs Tree stance. Just some movements and breathing method, plus magnetic field crystal, and in such a short time it brought such big changes. Truly magical.”
“However, this effect should be temporary. This stance needs to be practiced persistently.”
Chen Wujun took out his mobile phone and called Ji Xiang, learning that Sister Sha Jiu was drinking on the rooftop.
Sister Sha Jiu often stayed on the rooftop, so she knew about him practicing kung fu using the Stealing Heavenly Secrets method.
Chen Wujun returned to the rented house, changed clothes, and came to the rooftop of Liang He Building, where it was pitch dark.
Chen Wujun looked carefully and found Sister Sha Jiu sitting on the guard wall in the corner of the rooftop.
There was also a can of beer next to Sister Sha Jiu.
“Senior Sister!”
“Met the old guy?” Sister Sha Jiu picked up the beer, took a sip, and smiled.
“Met Master!” Chen Wujun scratched his head; he had many things he wanted to ask in his mind but didn’t know where to start.
“So from now on, should I call you Little Sixteen?” Sister Sha Jiu laughed.
“Senior Sister, are you Ninth Senior Sister? Where are the other senior brothers and senior sisters?” Chen Wujun asked curiously.
“I only know a few people… two of whom are dead. The others might be in prison, might be dead, or might be wanted somewhere—who knows…?” Sister Sha Jiu said lightly, her voice seeming to float over from far away.
“Two… dead?” Chen Wujun was stunned for a moment.
But thinking about the question Zhou Qing had asked him before, and recalling what Sister Sha Jiu had once said… it seemed normal that they were dead.
“One general achieves merit upon ten thousand bleached bones. Either step by step to the top, or become part of the piled white bones below.” Sister Sha Jiu said casually.
“Senior Sister, how much does the scrap of this magnetic field crystal cost?” Chen Wujun took out the yellow bean-sized magnetic field crystal Zhou Qing gave him and asked.
This one was given by Zhou Qing; he’d have to figure out the others himself.
“5000. This isn’t scrap; it’s just scrap in the old guy’s eyes.” Sister Sha Jiu said without even looking.
Clearly, Zhou Qing gave roughly the same to each disciple.
Sister Sha Jiu raised her hand, and a black object smashed into Chen Wujun’s chest. Chen Wujun caught it with his hand and saw it was a small box. Inside were five identical magnetic field crystals.
“A gift for you, consider it a present from your senior sister.” Sister Sha Jiu smiled at Chen Wujun.
“Plus the one in your hand, that’s enough for a month. You’ll have to pay for the rest yourself.”
Chen Wujun calculated: if he needed one every day, a month would be five, that’s 25,000.
This stuff was more expensive than he thought.
Although he had some money, it would only last a month.
As for the 8000 Sister Sha Jiu gave him each month, not to mention only getting 6000 in the coming months, even taking it all would be a drop in the bucket.
Zhou Qing and Sister Sha Jiu’s attitudes had always been telling him.
Walking this path, whether resources or anything else, meant fighting for it, robbing for it, seizing it.
Chen Wujun thought for a moment and grinned.
He should have felt pressure; anyone in this situation would feel pressure.
But he was thinking about the police news he had been watching for so long; finally, it was going to come in handy.
Sister Sha Jiu had been watching his expression. Seeing him grin, Sister Sha Jiu also laughed, revealing a mouthful of sharp white teeth:
“Everyone in our lineage is extremely bold!”
Then she jumped down from the guard wall, her words still coming:
“But boldness needs a hard life! Only with a hard life is boldness valuable!”
“Let’s go to the dance hall to celebrate for you.”
“Senior Sister, why do you like watching striptease so much?” Chen Wujun walked behind Sister Sha Jiu, somewhat puzzled.
Sister Sha Jiu generally stayed in three places: the rooftop, the office of the financial company, and the dance hall—the kind with striptease.
“Who says women can’t watch striptease? I like watching women, watching surging waves—not allowed?” Sister Sha Jiu scoffed.
“And today there’s a new one, said to be really hot. I haven’t seen her yet!”
“Alright, if Senior Sister says it’s good, it must be good!” Chen Wujun laughed hard behind her.
The two went straight to the dance hall on Long Jin Road.
The henchman at the door saw them and hurriedly opened the door, then quickly led the way ahead.
“Sister Sha Jiu, you’re here. Saved your usual booth for you!”
As soon as the door opened, the music and clamor inside poured out.
“Bring a case of beer, and where’s that new one?” Sister Sha Jiu asked as she walked inside.
“Sister Sha Jiu wasn’t here, so Sister Kai Lun didn’t let her on stage.” The henchman said immediately.
The dark red ambiguous lights inside were somewhat dim. On the T-stage at the front, three women had only socks on their feet, their delicate skin reflecting a peach-red glow under the lights.
The area around the stage was packed with people waving cash and laughing.
In a booth not far away, a woman was dancing on the table.
Amid the music and various clamor, the smells of alcohol, tobacco, and powder permeated everywhere.
Everywhere was filled with an intoxicating atmosphere that stirred people up.
“Sha Jiu, you’re here! Come have a drink!” In that booth sat four men; one with a tall build, short hair, his shirt tightly stretched over his body, waved at Sister Sha Jiu.
The others also quickly stood up.
“Brother Xiang, out with friends?” Sister Sha Jiu laughed heartily, took the wine glass, sat across from him, clinked glasses, downed it, put the wine glass on the table, and stood up:
“You guys have your fun! I have something to do!”
“Sure, go ahead with your business!” Brother Xiang waved.
Chen Wujun glanced as he passed by; even sitting, he was taller than the others by a head, and with his highly bulging muscles all over, he gave off a sense of pressure.
At the same time, there was a burning heat from him, like a furnace radiating heat at any time.
This should be Elephant from the Four Heavenly Kings of He Tu, said to be 2.1 meters tall, weighing 400 pounds. Standing there, he could scare people to death without fighting.
And he was also a new technique master.
……
Sitting down in Sister Sha Jiu’s usual booth, Chen Wujun asked: “Was that Elephant just now?”
“That’s him. In the Walled City, there are a few people you shouldn’t mess with, and he’s one of them. This guy’s got some brain issues; when he goes crazy, he’s trouble. Of course, no need to fear him. He’s not easy to mess with, but I’m even harder.”
“Sister Sha Jiu! Jun Zai!” Kai Lun walked over from the side.
“Is that new one really that hot?” Sister Sha Jiu asked with a smile.
“Super hot, the best in the Walled City!” Kai Lun immediately waved to someone far away to notify them, then turned and smiled: “You’ll know when she comes.”
“Then I have to see!” Sister Sha Jiu said with a giggle.
Moments later, a woman in a shirt and short skirt, looking very uneasy, followed the henchman over.
“Come closer, don’t stand so far—afraid to be seen?” Sister Sha Jiu crossed her legs, took a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, lit one for herself, and tossed it to Chen Wujun.
“Try it. Though it’s not good for the body, once martial arts practice reaches a certain level, you don’t have to worry about that.”
Chen Wujun took one out, lit it, and coughed twice from the choking.
And that woman nervously walked to the front of the table.
She looked only eighteen or nineteen, with very long hair, skin showing peach red under the lights. Though not very fair, her figure was hot, the shirt unable to contain her hot body.
Most importantly, her features were extremely delicate, with a pair of almond eyes that looked even better under the dim lights.
The dance hall had pretty ones and hot figures too, but they were still a bit inferior to this one.
“Indeed very stunning. So pretty, how did you end up here?” Sister Sha Jiu sighed, then asked.
“An illegal immigrant?”
Hearing Sister Sha Jiu’s words, the woman’s body trembled instantly, her face paling, even more nervous and uneasy.
“Don’t be so scared; you look pitiful. In this Walled City, there are eight thousand if not ten thousand illegal immigrants. Even if you shout outside that you’re an illegal immigrant, no one would care.”
Hearing Sister Sha Jiu’s words, the woman finally relaxed a bit.
“A Yue, greet them. How did I teach you before? Call Sister Sha Jiu!” Kai Lun raised her hand and patted her butt.
“Sister Sha Jiu!” A Yue said with her head down, somewhat fearful.
“Call Brother Jun!”
“Brother Jun!”
Kai Lun signaled the woman to get on the stage, then the henchman pulled up the gauze curtain on the side.
From outside, one could vaguely see inside but not clearly.
