The Seven Precepts Gang Seventy Years Later

As Chen Mo rode in the car all the way, he could clearly see that the changes in New York compared to seventy years ago were simply earth-shattering.

But walking down this familiar street, Chen Mo found that the environment hadn't changed much since he left.

The red brick buildings on both sides of the street are still the same as before, but they have gained more historical significance from the passage of time. The slightly narrow streets are cleaner and tidier than before.

The black, retro lampposts, old and mottled, still stand straight beside the street. The dim yellow light gilds this street full of historical atmosphere with a layer of gold that represents the passage of time, making the whole street appear quiet and peaceful.

It was already evening, and the streetlights were coming on, with lights already lit in the windows of the houses on both sides.

Chen Mo stopped in front of a three-story detached building. Standing on the street, looking at the familiar Martial Arts School in front of him, a look of nostalgia appeared on Chen Mo face.

Bright lights shone through the windows of the Martial Arts School, and the sounds of intense fighting could be faintly heard from inside.

Chen Mo couldn't help but smile slightly, stepped to the door, and gently knocked on the door of the Martial Arts School.

Back then, Chen Mo handed over the Seven Precepts Gang to Wang Kun. Now, seventy years later, Wang Kun, who is over a hundred years old, no longer cares about the gang's affairs. He has completely handed over the Seven Precepts Gang his son and grandson to manage, and he lives a retirement life in Martial Arts School, while watching his great-grandson practice martial arts.

Wang Kun, Wang Jin Kun's great-grandson, grew up listening to Chen Mo's stories. His biggest dream was not to take over the Seven Precepts Gang and become the underground emperor of New York or even the whole of United States, but to become a powerful Super Hero like Chen Mo, to eliminate evil forces and maintain world peace.

For many years, Wang Kun's family has been a single-lineage organization. His son and grandson have devoted most of their energy to managing and developing the Seven Precepts Gang. After seventy years of development, this organization, which originally only controlled the underground forces in Brooklyn, New York, has now grown into a behemoth, controlling most of the underground forces in the United States.

However, they did not violate the family rules set by Chen Mo. Apart from smuggling, casinos, nightclubs and other gray industries, drug trafficking, robbery, human trafficking and forcing women into prostitution were strictly prohibited. Once discovered, they would be severely punished. It was precisely because of the existence of the Seven Precepts Gang that the security situation in the United States was much more stable than it actually was.

Although they no longer engage in many criminal activities, under Chen Mo's guidance, they have achieved great success in many legitimate industries.

The Seven Precepts Gang holds a firm place in industries such as construction, transportation, food, medicine, clothing, animal husbandry, hotels, and real estate. Many well-known large enterprises and groups are actually owned by the Seven Precepts Gang. In terms of total assets, it is an astronomical figure that no other company can match.

As the future successor of this powerful force, Wang Jin had no interest in gang affairs. After graduating from university, he did not follow his father's wishes to join the gang and help manage its affairs. Instead, he moved directly into Martial Arts School and practiced martial arts with the retired Wang Kun every day.

With the Improved Super Soldier Serum provided by Albert, their lifespans are very long. Wang Kun, who is over a hundred years old, looks only about fifty years old and is extremely strong. They are not in a hurry to let Wang Jin take over the Seven Precepts Gang. Since Wang Kun nodded in agreement, they let him stay in the Martial Arts School to practice martial arts.

Wang Jin's favorite place since childhood was not the luxurious and vast family manor on Green Street, but this simple and unpretentious Martial Arts School, because it was full of magical stories.

When he was a child, he listened to Wang Kun's stories as if they were just stories. But when he grew up, he was inexplicably injected with the Super Soldier Serum, and his physical abilities tripled in a short period of time. Only then did he realize that all the amazing things he had listened to as stories were actually true!

One man with two guns, instantly taking down more than a dozen Mafia who came to attack; he infiltrated the docks alone, rescuing his great-grandmother and grandfather from a siege by dozens of gunmen, and eliminating all the enemies; seven men stormed the headquarters of two major Mafia at night, wiping out two families overnight.

Bare-handed, he left seven fist marks on the heavy Tower Shield, intimidating all underground forces and forming the Seven Precepts Gang; on the Europe battlefield, he cleaved tanks with his sword and tore apart armored vehicles with his bare hands. With just a long sword, he single-handedly eliminated the powerful HYDRA Legion, destroyed the base, and single-handedly destroyed the massive HYDRA, rewriting the course of the war.

Wang Jin listened to Wang Kun's story again, and the shock in his heart was indescribable. He no longer had the simple worship of a powerful protagonist in a story, but a true respect and longing from the bottom of his heart for this Martial Arts School founder who founded the martial arts school and built the Seven Precepts Gang.

He longed to see this legendary hero in person, but unfortunately, he had been missing for seventy years. It was said that during the final battle to destroy HYDRA, he crashed into the sea while piloting HYDRA's super plane to prevent human cities from being bombed. Wang Jin had always deeply regretted this.

That evening, Wang Kun and Wang Jin were practicing together at the Martial Arts School again.

Although Wang Kun was over a hundred years old, he looked only in his early fifties. His physical condition was no worse than that of the young Wang Jin, and was even stronger. In addition, he had practiced diligently for many years, and his kung fu was far superior to Wang Jin's. If he hadn't deliberately held back, Wang Jin wouldn't have been able to withstand more than a few moves from him.

However, Wang Jin has remarkable fighting talent and laid a very solid foundation in his childhood. Since graduating from university and returning to the Martial Arts School, his strength has improved significantly under Wang Kun's tutelage. Although he can't last long against Wang Kun, he is already considered a fighting expert by outsiders.

Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, a knock on the door suddenly broke the silence.

Enhanced by the Super Soldier Serum, both of them had extremely sharp senses. Even though they were engaged in a fierce battle, they could still clearly hear the knocking sound coming from the doorway.

The two stopped fighting upon hearing the noise. The Martial Arts School was rarely visited, and Wang Kun's family would usually notify them in advance if they were coming. The two never expected who would be knocking on the door at this moment.

Wang Jin looked up at Wang Kun.

Go open the door.

Wang Kun gave the instructions.

In his mind, the guards around the Martial Arts School were just there to guard against a large number of threatening enemies. Ordinary people without weapons would not be stopped. He had encountered people who came to learn martial arts before, so Wang Kun did not think much of it and told them that this was a private Martial Arts School and that they did not accept students.

Upon hearing Wang Kun's instructions, Wang Jin reluctantly turned around and went to open the door. He had felt quite good earlier and had hoped to see if he could hold out a little longer under Wang Kun's command, but he was unexpectedly interrupted.

However, he wouldn't take his anger out on the person outside the door. After all, they weren't a brutal gang; they were quite gentle with ordinary people. He was just curious about who was knocking on the door.

As Wang Jin approached the door, he slowly opened it, and the person standing outside came into view.

This was a tall, young man, about the same age as him. His angular face had a somewhat cold expression, and his eyes were deep and sharp, seemingly able to see right through people.

He was wearing a well-fitting black suit, looking handsome and elegant, with an extraordinary aura. Wang Jin instinctively felt that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Although the person in front of him looked somewhat cold and sharp, Wang Jin, who had a keen sense of perception, did not sense any hostility from him. On the contrary, from the way Chen Mo looked at him, he could feel a feeling very similar to that when Wang Kun looked at him, as if an elder was looking at his junior.

The feeling was strange; the person standing in front of him was clearly a young man just like him.

Despite his doubts, he still politely asked.

Who are you looking for?

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, Chen Mo could easily guess his identity from the resemblance between him and Wang Kun. He was Wang Kun's great-grandson. Wang Kun was about the same age when he first came to the Martial Arts School, and now his great-grandson had grown up.

After a moment of reflection, Chen Mo spoke slowly.

"I'm looking for Wang Kun."

"Wang Kun?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jin was somewhat confused. As the patriarch of the family, almost no one dared to call Wang Kun by his name directly, so Wang Jin didn't realize for a moment that Chen Mo was referring to his great-grandfather.

However, some people realized what was going on.

After Wang Kun asked Wang Jin to open the door, he turned around and walked to the sofa, intending to have a cup of tea and rest before continuing to train his great-grandson.

As for the people outside the door, they are just ordinary people who have wandered into the wrong place; Wang Jin can deal with them himself.

Just as he picked up his teacup, a familiar voice calling his name from the doorway made his hand tremble, spilling the tea.

Being able to call him by name didn't surprise him too much. Although no one had mentioned it for many years, and even many of those who knew of his existence didn't know his name, there were still some who did.

But the familiar voice made it impossible for him to remain calm.

With a clatter, Wang Kun slammed down his teacup, stood up abruptly, and strode excitedly toward the door.

Even from a distance, Wang Kun could see the incredibly familiar figure outside the open door. Compared to seventy years ago, he had hardly changed, except that his aura seemed to have become even stronger.

Over the years, Wang Kun had been in charge of the Seven Precepts Gang, wielding great power, and his mind had long since become incredibly calm. But at this moment, he was so excited that his face turned red, and he murmured a low shout.

"Master!"

"You're finally back!"