Marvel's Great Old Ones

The mornings in Chinatown in Brooklyn, or in all foreign Chinatowns, are very similar to those in China, full of people and fireworks.

The signboards on the road are all in Chinese, and the smell of breakfasts such as steamed buns and white porridge can be heard from the shops on the street. This is Chinatown, a "little China" in foreign countries.

If it weren't for some white people appearing here from time to time, Mr. San would have thought that he had returned to China.

He was wearing an ordinary cotton coat and trousers, holding a big cattail leaf fan and a bunch of keys, just like a real old landlord.

A girl carrying a pink bag, with a youthful and lively face, hurried down from the apartment building, met the third master who had just closed the door and said hello quickly.

"Ah, are you going to have breakfast? It's morning, Third Grandpa!"

"Good morning, Xiaoxia, you go to school so early."

The third master stepped aside to pass by and responded to the greetings from the naughty daughter of the neighbor upstairs with a kind expression.

It's hard to imagine that the third master of Jishitang, who is also well-known in the New York underworld, would show such a kind look like an ordinary old man.

Seeing that the little girl was so fussy and almost fell down, the third master smiled happily, humming a song and walked downstairs.

He always couldn't get used to living in those luxurious residences. Only in this kind of place full of fireworks could he find his true spiritual destination.

When he was young, he often fantasized about the extravagant life of reveling in money and wealth, but as his age and status grew, he longed for this ordinary life more and more.

It has been almost fifty years since the team retired and came to the United States to fight hard. Many things have changed and disappeared. Even those former opponents can only go to the cemetery to remember them.

"Third Master, have you eaten? Do you want to eat some together?"

"Forget it, eat well, I'm going downstairs to make a bowl of wontons at Lao Yang's shop."

"Third Master, it's morning. Have you eaten?"

"We're on our way. Have you eaten?"

……

Walking from upstairs, people kept sending greetings to the leisurely third master, who would also reply to them all with a smile.

Arriving at an unassuming breakfast shop downstairs, Mr. San greeted the boss, ordered a bowl of Chaos, and poured in the ingredients.

"Old man, what are you going to eat? Can I have some?"

A frivolous voice sounded behind the third master. When he turned around, he saw that it was a yellow man.

"Lao Yang, serve this little brother a bowl of Chaos and charge it to my account."

Waving his hand to signal the men in charge of security in the distance to step back, the Third Master looked calm.

"Hey, this is so embarrassing."

Li Xiu hurriedly sat on the chair, saying he was sorry but not showing any embarrassment in his actions. He also took out a large enamel bowl like a pot from somewhere.

"Come on, boss, use this and fill it up for me!"

The corners of Third Master's mouth twitched. He had never seen such a shameless person before. He said awkwardly: "My little brother has a big belly."

"Ah, I'm embarrassed to praise you. The old man has such a sharp eye that he suddenly saw the virtue deep in my heart through my cruelly handsome appearance."

"Uh-huh, yeah."

Even the third master's calm demeanor and movements couldn't help being shocked by Li Xiu's shamelessness.

Taking the big bowl handed over by the boss, Li Xiu didn't mind it being too hot, and ate it like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The third master didn't say anything and just started eating.

When Li Xiu finished eating, the third master looked at his grandson like a kind grandfather and handed him a glass of water.

Li Xiu took the water, swallowed it all in one gulp, and let out a long sigh of relief.

“It’s still the most comfortable lunch in China.”

"Where is the young man from?"

"Ah, me, I live in the Cthulhu Mythos next door. Come and visit Marvel."

"Cthulhu? Marvel?"

The third master is a little confused. Is it because I am old? Why are young people talking so erratically now?

"Then do you have anything to do with me?"

Li Xiu looked over and said with an angry expression: "Hey, old man, I'm not your rebellious son Li Mo who wants to be in power."

"Li Mo," Third Master narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why did he ask you to come here? It's not just to see the old man and me."

"Hey, what should I say?" Li Xiu picked up the teapot on the table and poured the old man a cup. He poured the tea directly into his mouth while the old man's eyes twitched.

"Gulu-that-Gulu-Li Mo..."

"You'd better drink and talk."

The third master held his forehead and sighed, because Li Xiu even chewed and swallowed the tea leaves.

"Huh, feel free. I'm here because of Li Mo. He wants to truly control Jishi Hall, so he wants to ask Third Master to come and visit him."

"Ah Mo, it's him. Why is that little guy so anxious?"

Hearing that it was Li Mo who asked this strange guy to come to him, the third master was not angry because Li Mo wanted to kill him, but he was just sorry that Li Mo was a little too hasty.

"He is obviously going to take over soon. As long as he waits a few years, he will be able to truly control Jishitang sooner or later with his ability. Why are you in such a hurry?"

The third master was a little silent and did not show any fear of death. He always believed that new people replacing old talents could bring about better development. He also believed that Li Mo would be able to keep Jishitang, because since Li Mo came to New York, this For nearly ten years, he has been teaching Li Mo step by step how to be a real leader. No one knows Li Mo's abilities better than him.

He believed that Li Mo could accept Ji Shitang, but what he couldn't understand was why Li Mo still wanted to create trouble at this juncture.

For him, who is old and childless, Li Mo is like his child.

"Because you are blocking the way. Those who really have power in Jishi Hall are still more willing to trust you, the old hall master, than the younger Li Mo."

Li Xiu competed with the soy sauce on the table. He wanted to try the taste of the condiments in these bottles and jars.

Third Master thought of Li Mo who called him not long ago to ask for advice and remained silent.

"He is developing too slowly and cannot keep up with the speed of my growth. He cannot be used as a shield. Only if he truly controls Jishitang can Jishitang develop crazily and have the value of existence. Otherwise, he will not be with me. Qualifications for cooperation.”

"Cooperation? What does he want?"

"He, he wants to be strong and very ambitious. He doesn't want to be controlled by others. He will lose everything casually. Speaking of which, he seems to be quite insecure."

Is it powerful? The third master looked at the unkempt Li Xiu.

"Are you that kind of person too?"

"Ah, what?" Li Xiu couldn't react. What kind of person? Is he that kind of unruly person?

"That's the kind of person who has special abilities."

"Well, it should be."

"That's it." The third master looked at Li Xiu with a strange luster in his eyes.

He said slowly: "You go back and tell him that he will get what he wants, but not now."

Li Xiu paused for a moment, and the slovenly aura on his body suddenly became inexplicable.

"So the old man doesn't want to accept it?"

"No."

The Third Master waved his hand, stood up, and said, "I'm not afraid of death. I should have died decades ago. Being able to survive until now is already very profitable, but there are some things I still need to explain to Ah Mo."

"what's up?"

The old man said nothing, but pointed to the east mysteriously.

It turned out to be a great comrade lurking in the enemy. Li Xiu showed a look of understanding.

"I believe you, but precautions should still be taken."

Li Xiu stood up and reached out to hold San Ye's skinny palm. A thin black thread penetrated from his hand into San Ye's body.

He stood up, stretched, glanced at the nervous guard in the distance, turned and left with a smile.

"Excuse me, thank you for the hospitality!"

The third master stood there, watching Li Xiu's figure melt into the crowd, and remained silent for a long time.

"Third Master, what's wrong?"

Several men came forward and said.

"Call Li Mo and ask him to come to my place in the afternoon. I have something to talk to him about..."