Tang Hu nodded and clasped his fists to Yi Chen and said, "Good Kung Fu, Mr. Yi really surprised us... We also know that Mr. Yi has a huge influence in London City, but in order to find an explanation, even if we all die here today, Mr. Yi must give us an answer."

The bosses of the "Longmen" slowly stood up, slowly stood in an arc, and looked at Yi Chen with bright eyes.

Yi Chen was a little nervous for the first time in his life and quickly said, "Wait a minute, I don't want to fight with you, but you listen to my explanation, I...I..."

Tang Biao nodded and said, "Mr. Yi, we are listening."

Yi Chen took a long breath and looked at Tang Hu and said, "Believe me, I don't understand the past history at all. I can say that I know nothing about history. What I know most is about the period of the Warring States Period, but what I know is something that you don't know. How to say it, that is, what you know is the real history of the Warring States Period, and what I know is what you seem to be legendary..."

The more Yi Chen said it, the more complicated he was, and he didn't know how to organize the words and sentences. The cold sweat on his forehead dripped one by one.

Tang Hu barely understood his words: "I probably understand. Mr. Yi means that you have been growing up in a place that is basically isolated from the world, so you don't know the basic history at all?"

Yi Chen spread his hands: "Yes, please believe that even if I come to the UK, you should think that it will not be something in history."

An old man beside Tang Biao shouted: "Then, let's just count you don't know about the little Japanese, and we don't want to do anything to you. If you interrupt your cooperation with the little Japanese, we will let you go... Chinese people, don't beat Chinese people."

Yi Chen was silent for a long time, then shook his head gently: "I'm sorry, I can't agree."

The people in the Longmen were furious and were about to pounce on him. Tang Hu quickly shook his head and said, "Uncles and uncles, wait a moment, let's listen to Mr. Yi's explanation."

Yi Chen said lightly: "I admit that I am Chinese, I admit...but I will never change my decision because of other people's opinions. Yamaguchi and I have signed a cooperation agreement, so I must complete this agreement. I roughly know where your hatred comes from, but I don't have this concept..."

Tang Hu nodded and said, "So, Mr. Yi, what do you mean."

Yi Chen bit his lips, thought for a long time, and whispered: "Give me half a year, I will do my best to learn that history, I will do my best to find all relevant information... Half a year later, I will tell you my decision."

Tang Hu nodded and said seriously: "I believe Mr. Yi is a person who says what he says. Then, our "Dragon Gate" will not be stingy for half a year... But please pay attention to Mr. Yi. If you still do the same in half a year, we have to..."

An old voice came from behind a screen: "Xiao Yi, I've been missing for a few years..." An old man who was so old that he couldn't walk quickly came out slowly.

Jester's face also became serious, and he and Yi Chen went up to meet him. Yi Chen rented the old man's house on China Street. At that time, Yi Chen could not use his true energy to completely restore Jester. If it were not for the old man to help him get medicine, boil medicine, etc., Jester would have difficulty recovering. But Yi Chen lost interest in everything at that time, and he didn't even know what the old man was called.

The old man looked at Yi Chen and sighed and said, "I don't know if what you said is true, but remember, remember, remember for me, no matter where we are, no matter what nationality we have, our foundation, or Chinese... Chinese people never attack Chinese... Xiao Yi, remember, the Japanese people will never be able to resolve the grudge against us. Either they die or we die, there is no other result... This young man, you still remember the old man, the old man is very happy, but you are not our people, you will not understand what we are thinking, nor do you understand our feelings."

Yi Chen looked at the old man and didn't know what to say.

The people from the "Longmen" looked at Yi Chen quietly without saying a word.

After a long time, Tang Hu whispered: "Mr. Yi, we found out that you had lived on this street for a while before, so we invited your landlord at that time. I think you still have a good relationship with him, right?"

The old man grabbed Yi Chen's hand tightly, and his eyes were filled with bone-blooded hatred: "The Japanese deserve to die. Don't go with them... Remember, remember, remember, remember."

Yi Chen slowly pulled back his hand, without answering, and took the people out.

The people from the Longmen did not move, and they didn't know what they were thinking. After a long time, Tang Hu whispered: "Yi Chen, he is a very interesting person..."

Tang Biao said viciously: "A stubborn boy, half a year later, I see what kind of explanation he will give us... It's strange, are there such a closed family in China now? Why haven't we heard of it? If what he said is true, he jumped out of the deep mountains and forests?"

The old man with a Sichuan accent snorted heavily: "He is from Mount Emei, Sichuan. I'm sorry, I can't be the god in "The Legend of Swordsman of Shushan"? Humph, will the gods go to the UK to get involved in gangsters?"

Yi Chen's attitude made the people of the "Longmen" very dissatisfied. Only Tang Hu understood Yi Chen's psychology a little. Yi Chen is a person who will never succumb to external forces. Unless he is allowed to identify with one thing himself, he will never change his decision because of external forces.
Chapter completed!