Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Chapter 194 Does the Anger of Ordinary People Really Have Meaning?



Chapter 194 Does the Anger of Ordinary People Really Have Meaning?

Chapter 194 Does the Anger of Ordinary People Really Have Meaning?

One after another, figures leaped out and instantly took up advantageous positions, holding rifles and aiming them at the thugs and pirates in the circle!

Liang Kuan held a rifle, pointing the muzzle at Li Chu Jiu's head, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever moves, dies."

This sudden turn of events caught Zhou Yongling, Li Chujiu, and the others off guard, leaving them frozen in place, too afraid to make a move.

then.

A series of unhurried footsteps sounded.

Chen Wen slowly walked in, his gaze calmly sweeping across the room before finally landing on Ma Rulong and Zhuo Yifei, who were leaning against the wall, looking astonished.

"Jazz!"

Ma Rulong cried out excitedly, as if he had seen a savior, and almost burst into tears.

Zhuo Yifei was stunned at first, then overjoyed surged into his heart!

Is this the powerful figure Ma Rulong has latched onto? The legendary Sir Chen?

He reacted swiftly, his face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, and he bowed deeply as he approached: "Sir Chen! Lord Chen! You've finally arrived! You're a lifesaver! These damned bandits and robbers dared to commit violence in broad daylight, all thanks to you—"

As he spoke, he glanced smugly at Zhou Yongling, Li Chujiu, and the others who had been so aggressive just moments before.

The meaning couldn't be clearer.

With a powerful backer arriving, you're finished!

Ma Rulong ignored Zhuo Yifei's flattery; he was more puzzled and relieved: "Sir, how—how did you get here? And with so many people and so many guns?"

He noticed that the men Liang Kuan brought had some rifles in their hands, which looked quite familiar.

Chen Wen smiled, then turned his gaze to Zhuo Yifei, his words carrying a hidden meaning: "If I don't come, I'm afraid my guard captain will be sold out and still be helping the seller count the money."

Zhuo Yifei's smile froze, and he quickly waved his hands: "Misunderstanding! Sir, it's a huge misunderstanding! I was tricked by that kid Ma Rulong! He's as cunning as a monkey, how could I possibly fool him!"

He didn't hesitate to shift the blame back.

Ma Rulong glared at him, but when facing Chen Wen, he lowered his head with some shame.

This unauthorized action almost led to a major disaster.

At this time.

Suppressing his fear, Zhou Yongling straightened his clothes, forced a smooth smile, stepped forward, and cupped his hands, saying, "This must be Sir Chen Wen? I've long admired your name; it's legendary!"

"I am Zhou Yongling, the founder of a distinguished club. It is my great honor to have the opportunity to meet you, Sir, today!"

"It was all a misunderstanding. My men were ignorant and offended your men. I apologize on their behalf!"

"I have long admired Sir Sir. Would you have the honor of inviting him to the club so that I may extend my hospitality?"

"I am familiar with most of the prominent figures in Hong Kong, and I may be able to introduce you to one or two of them."

He spoke eloquently, both apologizing and subtly implying his connections and influence.

They are not only trying to defuse the crisis, but also trying to curry favor with Chen Wen.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wen showed no joy whatsoever. Instead, he seemed to have heard something utterly ridiculous and couldn't help but scoff, "The Elite Club? Zhou Yongling—oh, I remember now."

"It's that kind of thing—making connections with powerful people everywhere, and secretly helping those red-haired devils and white-skinned pigs with smuggling and trafficking!"

"Antique paintings and calligraphy stolen from the mainland, rare jade artifacts obtained through trickery and force, and even secret treasures leaked from the palace —"

"Through your hands, it crossed the ocean and became a display in a foreign museum or a plaything in the private room of a wealthy person."

"Am I right, Boss Zhou?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among Ma Rulong, Liang Kuan, and others.

"What? Smuggling national treasures?" Ma Rulong's eyes widened in fury as he pointed at Zhou Yongling and roared, "You're a traitor!"

"You bastard! You dig up your ancestors' graves and sell their treasures!"

Liang Kuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and several Blood Flag Army soldiers glared at Zhou Yongling, wishing they could tear him apart on the spot.

Faced with the public's anger.

Zhou Yongling was initially taken aback, but then a calm, even slightly mocking, expression appeared on his face.

He shrugged, his tone surprisingly calm: "Traitor? What a load of nonsense—Sir Chen, gentlemen, you're all making a mountain out of a molehill."

"Whether in Hong Kong or elsewhere, there are countless people like me. I wouldn't say 100%, but which 80% of foreign firms and trading companies doesn't have some kind of business behind them?"

"What's so strange about that?"

"If you look through history books, you'll see that Shanxi merchants colluded with the barbarians, and Anhui merchants colluded with Japanese pirates, but they did so in groups, with clearly marked prices!"

"As for those who act alone or in secret, they are too numerous to count!"

"Haven't we all done it this way since ancient times? Why is it that when it comes to me, I'm considered utterly wicked?"

His twisted logic left Ma Rulong and the others speechless, feeling indignant but unable to refute it.

Zhuo Yifei listened from the side and nodded repeatedly, deeply agreeing with the sentiment.

He's the kind of guy who'll do anything for whoever pays him. This time, he tricked Ma Rulong because of Zhou Yongling's money.

He instinctively wanted to chime in, but Ma Rulong glared at him fiercely, so he quickly shrank back and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Ma Rulong's face flushed red as he tried to refute Zhou Yongling's fallacious argument, wanting to say that it was wrong!

But when the words came to my lips, they felt pale and powerless.

Seeing the humiliation and bewilderment on the faces of Ma Rulong, Liang Kuan, and the others, Zhou Yongling's smugness deepened. He chuckled and slowly asked, "You keep saying I'm wrong, that I'm a traitor. Then I'd like to ask you, are those things yours? Were they passed down from your ancestors? Have you ever seen them? Have you ever touched them?"

"Since neither of those are the case, what are you all getting so worked up about? Do you even have the right to be angry?"

This statement is even more ironic.

Ma Rulong opened his mouth, but found that he was completely unable to answer.

Yes, he had never even seen those smuggled antiques and treasures, nor did he know what they were.

They belong to China, but this China is too vast and too vague.

Do I, an ordinary person, really have the right to be angry and to condemn?

Does his anger really make sense?

There are traitors everywhere; you're the one who doesn't fit in.

It's just a feeling of resentment, but what's the point?

Just then.

Chen Wenping spoke calmly.

"If what you're selling is just your own land deeds or ordinary goods, even if the source is somewhat questionable, it's really not good for others to say much. After all, it's your private property."

"But what you are stealing and selling is a cultural treasure accumulated over thousands of years of Chinese history! It is a priceless treasure that carries history, art, and the wisdom of our ancestors!"

"They do not belong to any single family or individual; they belong to all the descendants of Yan and Huang on this land, to the entire Chinese civilization!"

"Therefore, every Chinese person has the right to question, the right to be angry, and the right to stop you!"

Chen Wen stepped forward, his voice suddenly becoming louder, carrying a deafening force: "Today, you sell antiques, I don't care. Tomorrow, you'll dare to demolish the Great Wall! You'll dare to sell the Imperial Seal!"

"If this continues, our descendants will have to go to other people's museums and look at those things that originally belonged to us through thick glass if they want to see the treasures left by their ancestors!"

"Are there foreign language annotations next to it?!"

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