Chapter 218 Tang San’s Identity

After taking root in Thailand in his previous life, Wu Pu followed Lao Gui back to his hometown in Foshan once, specializing in worshiping Lao Gui's deceased father.

Wu Pu still remembers that the tombstone mixed in the cemetery still looks shabby, with several large black characters engraved on it that are not majestic or outstanding - the tomb of the deceased father, Gaohu, Tang.

After that trip to Foshan, Lao Guicai truly regarded Wu Pu as a friend who could talk about everything, both a teacher and a friend. Lao Gui had talked to Wu Pu about his deceased father countless times. The words mixed with the smell of wine were filled with deep self-blame and guilt, and every sentence was still vivid in my mind.

Wu Pu Wuxia recalled what the old ghost once said too much. His thoughts had already floated to Grandpa Zeng Peng's diary, and there was also a name on it - Tang San.

It would be fine if there was only one name. If there were more people in the world with the same name and surname, Wu Pu would only briefly think about it and not go deeper. However, when the name Tang San appeared in Grandpa Zeng Peng's diary, there was another record for a task. When the spring breeze blows across the land of China in 1989, a great old man spoke in the southern tour, and some priests who had received the order of lurking received a strange order to secretly guard the elderly in the southern tour.

The task was headed by Zeng Peng's grandfather, and Tang San was one of the participants. Zeng Peng's grandfather regarded this task as a rare honor in life and recorded it with a pen.

Wu Pu's memories once again returned to his previous life. He deeply remembered that the old ghost said the same thing more than once after drinking.

Lao Gui's father abandoned the mother and son very early. Lao Gui's childhood was very bumpy. In his own words, it was a miracle that their mother and son could live in Foshan safely for more than 20 years. As for the difficulties this mother and son had encountered in more than 20 years after Tang Gaohu left, Wu Pu did not hear a single word in Lao Gui's mouth.

The old ghost hated his father, but because his mother always missed the feelings of the past, it was not until his mother passed away that the old ghost was able to embark on the road to seeking his father.

According to Lao Gui's words, he searched for his father for nothing else, just wanted to return all the pain they had suffered for more than 20 years to this irresponsible father. Wu Pu still remembered Lao Gui's original words, "When I buried my mother, I thought that even if the old thing was dead, I had to dig him out of the grave, hammer his bones into ashes, and then sprinkle him on the road, so that everyone passing by would step on him."

This hatred made Wu Pu extremely uncomfortable, but every time he was like this, facing the almost distorted face of the old ghost, he stopped asking questions. Because the old ghost still had many stories to tell, in the subsequent stories, the old ghost's expression gradually became endlessly guilty.

The story behind is a bit bizarre, and it is full of thrilling and thrilling.

The old ghost really found his father's trace. However, when he followed the clues to search, he only saw a bloody corpse.

Holding the corpse covered with gun holes, the old ghost felt inexplicable. He was unable to do anything to crush his father, but he found the enemy who shot his father. It was at that time that he knew another name of his father, Tang San.

Descending to the body that had not yet cooled, the old ghost found his father's temporary residence, and then he saw a suicide note with new and old handwritings and a passbook with his mother's name written on it.

After burying his father, the old ghost realized that he was killing a big brother in a casino in Macau. After that, the overwhelming pursuit came. He had to escape to Hong Kong and began a displaced life.

Although Wu Pu did not hear the reasons for self-blame and guilt from Lao Gui's mouth, it was enough. Now that he heard Zhang Fei say Tang San's name, all the information about this name overlapped, it was already consistent.

In his previous life, Tang San died in 2002. Now, the old ghost seems to have just embarked on the road to finding his father.

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"Head - Wu -" Zhang Fei was not a person with simple brains and developed limbs. His previous excitement was only because the belief that he and his father had always adhered to suddenly appeared in front of him. After a brief precipitation, he quickly recovered. Seeing Wu Pu suddenly fell into deep thought, he stumbled a few times, but suddenly found that this title was a bit difficult to grasp.

He simply ignored the title, "Is there any problem with Uncle Tang?"

"Ah?" Wu Pu was interrupted in his contemplation, and there was a thought that was hard to understand in his heart. Facing Zhang Fei's inquiry, he pondered for a while before saying, "How much do you know about Tang San?"

Zhang Fei's father's loyalty to the thorns is beyond doubt, but after all, Zhang Fei only inherited the faith in his father's hands, and he has many doubts about the thorns. Compared to his father's old brother who had been talking about for decades, especially knowing that Tang San has life-saving kindness to his father, he respects Tang San as much as he is taller than the sky.

When there was a conflict between faith and benefactor, when Zhang Fei saw the appearance of the leader, he had a relationship between heaven and man in his heart. The two suspected opposing emotions made him start to hesitate. When facing Wu Pu's gaze again, he obviously seemed a little cramped.

What kind of person Wu Pu is? How could he not see this crampedness? He immediately smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous. I think Uncle Tang in your mouth may have the same faith as us. The previous generation of the top sheep left a long time ago, and he left nothing. Now that we want to gather everyone, we can only follow the clues. This is very difficult, just as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. If you talk more about Tang San, I can confirm my guess."

Hearing this, Zhang Fei looked calm. After thinking about it carefully, he seemed to notice some clues. He immediately pondered for a moment, but suddenly realized that his father had never raised any substantial things since he was a child. He said a little embarrassedly: "My father liked to talk to me about Uncle Tang since he was a child, but it was only a few words after all. My father only said that he had fought with Uncle Tang, and Uncle Tang saved his life, so that I would remember Uncle Tang's kindness for the rest of my life. But as for what kind of struggle he and Uncle Tang had participated in, I really can't say it. Why don't I go back to my hometown immediately?"

"It's too late--" Wu Pu shook his head, knocked on the back of the chair with his hand, and the light flashed in his eyes. After a while, he said: "Zhang Fei, do you know where Tang San lives?"

Zhang Fei nodded and said, "I know."

Wu Pu said: "That's easy. As long as you can find him and find the same tattoo as you on him, your identity can be determined. The pattern on the third fork of the trident is a dragon, a dark sting, and a phoenix is ​​a spy sting. Do you know what kind of situation this tattoo will appear, right?"

Zhang Fei nodded. Although his father did not explain in detail when he tattooed this pattern on him, he had a tattoo after drinking, and the rules were easy to understand.

"Since that's the case, you can set out to find Tang San now."

"On the other side of the army--" Zhang Fei stood up and hesitated a little.

Wu Pu waved his hand and smiled and said, "It was your boss' idea that I invited you."

Zhang Fei's face suddenly became a little wonderful. Wu Pu was amused and said, "Look for an opportunity to help you with this breath. Let's do things first."

Zhang Fei thought to himself, I will look for you first if I want to vent my anger. He didn't say this, so he turned around and left.

Wu Pu sat in the room alone for a while, called Jian Jue, Wang Chao and others to give orders, hung up the phone number for Wen Jie, and rushed to Xiao Donghe's residence.

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"Apart from helping you get rid of Xiao Longxiang, I can promise you anything else. I guarantee you to leave the mainland safely and return to Hong Kong. As for what you want to do to Xiao Longxiang, it is your own business. This condition has been added to the previous basis, and you should be satisfied. I only have one requirement, and I will hand over the land use rights in the southern suburbs to me immediately." When Wu Pu saw Xiao Donghe, he said bluntly.

Xiao Donghe looked at Wu Pu and Wen Jie calmly, without any dandy temperament, calm and terrifying, "I'm very curious. Since you're not worth mentioning the land in the southern suburbs, why are you still so interested in it?"

Wu Pu said: "That's my business, you don't need to worry about it, understand?"

A hint of displeasure flashed across Xiao Donghe's face, and a smile forced out a long-lasting smile, saying, "We are in a cooperative relationship now. In order for us to cooperate better, shouldn't we be more honest?"

"Young Master Xiao, you are a businessman, so you don't need me to teach you what cooperation is, right?" Wu Pu's tone was cold and said, "I might as well give you a clear idea. Even if you don't agree to me, you will have to hand over the right to use this land in the near future. Of course, by that time, this land will not fall into my hands. But you, Mr. Xiao, will not get any benefits. Rather, Mr. Xiao is a smart person, so of course he will choose the right way to deal with this favor. Do you think so?"

Xiao Donghe suddenly stood up and said, "Are you threatening me?"

Wu Pu looked at Wen Jie with a side face, then smiled and said, "You must think this is a threat. Mr. Xiao's current situation is not good, and I'm afraid your situation in Hong Kong will be even more difficult. In this case, even if you still have some help, it will not be able to relieve your near thirst. In this place, it is not easy for you to find other help."

"You--" Xiao Donghe's face turned purple, his face muscles twisted violently for a while, and sat down angrily and said, "What hatred do I have with you?"

Wu Pu laughed and said, "There is no hatred between us. It's just because you did something to Wen Jie that she doesn't like."

Xiao Donghe suddenly laughed, looked at Wen Jie, and said for a while: "Miss Wen, I really didn't expect that you have such a confidant. Okay, okay, Xiao did take advantage of you before. But I didn't do anything to you. Now if you do this, I, Xiao, admit it. Xiao apologizes to Miss Wen here."

Wen Jie didn't expect that Wu Pu would say such words, and she didn't expect Xiao Donghe to be forced to apologize. Even though she had always been calm, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She immediately glared at Wu Pu with resentment, but a different feeling surged in her heart.

"Young Master Xiao, we only want the land use rights in the southern suburbs now." Wen Jie was quiet and she did not accept Xiao Donghe's apology bluntly. In fact, Xiao Donghe really did not do anything to her, so there is no way to tell her apologize.

Xiao Donghe turned to Wu Pu, and saw that Wu Pu was always smiling slightly, he said helplessly: "I'm going to hide it from you, if it were yesterday, I could give you that piece of land immediately. But now, are you late?"

"What?" Wu Pu and Wen Jie were stunned at the same time. Wu Pu said coldly: "Young Master Xiao, are you playing with me?"

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