"Your kung fu is not bad. You can stay in the martial arts club." Chen Mo tidied up his messy clothes and said to the people lying on the ground.
Hearing that they could stay, they couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"I don't care what your identities were in Huaxia. From now on, you are the instructors of this martial arts club. You have to follow my rules here." Speaking of this, Chen Mo looked at them seriously and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to drive anyone out with my own hands one day!"
These people were all boxers who sneaked into the United States to escape the war. They couldn't speak English and had no other skills other than kung fu. They could only make a living by doing hard labor at the docks.
In order to improve his fighting skills, Chen Mo specially found a group of boxers who had just arrived in the United States and were worried about making a living. He picked out the four best boxers from them.
After all, they would be his subordinates in the future. Chen Mo didn't go overboard. They quickly stood up and saluted Chen Mo with their hands folded. Their eyes were full of respect and gratitude.
"Thank you for taking us in! Don't worry, we won't let you down! "
Their answers were powerful and resonant.
These boxers were considered local figures in their country and were somewhat arrogant. However, after coming to the United States, they had already let go of their conceit and pride. In this war-torn world, they were satisfied to be able to live and feed themselves and their families.
Chen Mo had taken them in during their most difficult and helpless times. He was their benefactor. Those who practiced martial arts valued friendship the most. The kindness of a drop of water must be repaid with a gushing spring. Their hearts were filled with gratitude towards Chen Mo. They wished they could use their bodies to repay him.
Moreover, martial artists respected martial arts. Chen Mo was so young, but his strength was already far above them. Although his skills were a bit rough, he would become stronger in a few days. He would reach a level that they could only look up to. How could they not be full of reverence?
Seeing the boxers' expressions, Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction. They were all sincere men and could be used.
The martial arts club had three floors.
The third floor was Chen Mo's private area. Other people were not allowed to go up there.
The first floor was an open area, including a hall, a practice room, a ring, a locker room, and a rest area. The boxers were arranged to stay in several guest rooms on the second floor.
This place was much better than the dirty and shabby slum where they lived. Looking at the spacious and comfortable room in front of them, the boxers felt an inexplicable warmth in their hearts. They felt so hot that their eyes turned red.
Since he was able to open a dojo in New York openly, Chen Mo was no longer an unregistered resident. It was easy to solve the problem of his identity.
Hydra had many spies in various countries around the world, and many of them held high positions. Before leaving Norway, Chen Mo had sent his real photo and fabricated identity to them. They had already arranged a new identity for him, and even the US government couldn't find anything wrong with it.
At the same time, within Hydra, Chen Mo had arranged a new identity for himself. He was Red Skull's new assistant, a Kung Fu master from Huaxia. This time, he would cooperate with Red Skull to complete a secret mission in America. Of course, his identity was strictly confidential.
After coming to New York, Chen Mo suddenly became a wealthy Huaxia tycoon who came to America to escape the war. He bought an entire building in Brooklyn at a high price and opened a dojo.
Red Skull temporarily disappeared from Hydra's sight. His assistant, Chen Mo, temporarily took over the Hydra's affairs and commanded it remotely. Dr. Zola and the new guard captain, Major John, were in charge of the base.
The worship and awe of Red Skull have long been deeply rooted in the bones of all Hydra members, and no one will have any objections to his orders. Their mission is to follow the will of the leader, Red Skull, and complete the tasks given by Red Skull. After Chen Mo's purge, there was no other voice.
Red Skull's temporary disappearance did not cause any chaos in Hydra. The construction of the base and all kinds of research were carried out step by step. Dr. Zola's research on the Rubik's Cube had also made progress.
After leaving the practice room, Chen Mo walked to the sofa by the window and sat down. He took the towel handed to him by the old housekeeper standing beside him.
"Eddie, are you used to living here?" Chen Mo wiped his hands and handed the towel to the housekeeper. At this time, standing in front of Chen Mo was an old man wearing a fitted dark gray suit. His white hair was neatly combed, and his face was gentle and kind. He was Eddie Albert, who taught Chen Mo German and painting for a month in Liverpool.
"It's good here. The bed in the room is very comfortable," Old Albert said in his gentle voice.
Before Chen Mo came to the United States, he thought of Old Albert who stayed in Liverpool. As the only person in the world who could be considered a friend to Chen Mo, Chen Mo still missed him. Before he left, he went to Liverpool first and found Old Albert, who was still helping people draw in the square.
Although Chen Mo gave him ten thousand dollars, Albert's life did not change much. In addition to renting a cheap house and having a place to stay, he also helped some compatriots who had a hard life.
Every day, he still went to the square to help people draw. However, his life was secure and his body was much better. He often thought of the young man who helped him and gave him hope.
When Chen Mo appeared in front of him again, Old Albert's hand that was drawing could not help but tremble, and the painting almost went crooked. Looking at the young man in front of him who was smiling at him, Old Albert, who was always serious, could not help but smile.
"Sir, do you want a portrait?" Old Albert asked with a smile.
"Why not?" When he was with Old Albert, Chen Mo felt that his whole body was relaxed. He did not have to worry about disguises or schemes. He could temporarily relax, enjoy life, and experience the culture of old Europe.
This was the feeling of trust. Although they did not spend much time together, Chen Mo understood Old Albert's personality. He was serious, optimistic, and open-minded. He was kind and upright. He was an old man worthy of respect.
After going through so many hardships, he did not care about life and death. He was calm and collected. The only time Chen Mo saw him lose his composure was when Chen Mo pretended to be him. Thinking of the expression of doubt on Old Albert's face, Chen Mo could not help but smile.
After Old Albert finished his work, he began to draw Chen Mo's portrait.
"Eddie, I'm going to New York. Do you want to come with me?" Chen Mo sat on a wooden chair and did not move.
Old Albert was holding a paintbrush and sketching on the drawing board. He could not help but pause when he heard Chen Mo's words. He pondered for a moment and then said.
"Does it include food and accommodation?"
Chen Mo was always amused by Old Eddie's sense of humor from time to time. Old Eddie, who was usually a strict gentleman, would occasionally make a joke. No matter whether it was funny or not, Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh. Back then, Old Eddie was hired by Chen Mo here with a daily salary of ten dollars and room and board.
"Of course, 10 RMB a day, including food and accommodation," Chen Mo replied with a smile.
"Then congratulations. From today onwards, you have an excellent butler." Old Albert put down his paintbrush, stood up, and bowed elegantly.
As it turned out, Old Albert was born in a noble family in East Prussia, Germany. He received noble education from a young age and was very talented in painting. After a war, Albert, whose family was in decline, had to find a way to make a living. He went from being a noble young master to a great noble family's butler.
It was not until the noble master passed away that Albert, who was almost 40 years old, decided to leave the castle and bravely pursue his dream of becoming an artist.
Even he did not expect that after going around in circles, he would eventually return to his old job and become a butler. However, he could not think of anything else that he could help Chen Mo with. He had basically learned all his skills, and now this was his only strength. He could help Chen Mo take care of logistics and take care of his daily life.
However, his life could be considered exciting. He had enjoyed the luxurious life of a noble, experienced the vicissitudes of life, courageously pursued his dream, and experienced the hardships of living in the open.