Hong Kong Comprehensive: Who said that those who practice martial arts have no money?

Chapter 112: Marksmanship?boiling?
Everyone ate snacks and chatted for a while.As the waiters opened the door again and filed in, food and drinks were placed on the table.

Li An seemed to have thought of something, put down his chopsticks, and asked Li Jianjun sitting opposite him:
"Uncle Jun, you have been in the army for so many years and have been on the battlefield. You must be good at marksmanship?"

Li Jianjun glanced at him and said modestly:
". Barely okay."

"Earlier at the dock, Xu Yunxiong asked his gunman to use a firearm. I was only planning to scare him.

Wow, who knew that the muzzle of the gun flicked and he was almost shot to death. He was lucky, and the shot only hit his ear. "

Li An made a joke and then said seriously:

"It doesn't matter if I don't know how to play with a gun. When will Uncle Jun teach me how to shoot?"

"Teach you marksmanship?"

For a moment, Li Jianjun thought Li An was joking.

But he found that Li An's expression was extremely serious, and he couldn't help but ask:
"You killed that gunman. You are so good at it, why do you still need to practice shooting?"

Li Jianguo told him that his nephew, whom he had not seen for more than ten years, only had a few months to practice martial arts.

But looking at Li An's actions, his sophistication was a bit beyond his expectation.And he also knows that many people who practice martial arts are not very willing to use guns.

Even Hou Shijie looked at Li An in surprise.

"Who said you don't need a gun if you're good at it? Even at a close distance, the gunman's action of pulling out the gun is not as fast as my shooting speed. If we really need to distance ourselves, if the gunman moves faster, I will definitely avoid the edge. After all, No matter how sharp your skills are, they can't be as fast as the bullets coming out of the chamber."

Li An shook his head and said with a chuckle:
"Actually, these days, not to mention the people in the society who make money from side jobs, there are only those rich people who seem to be doing serious business. They all accumulated such a huge wealth through plundering without conscience. It's better to practice your marksmanship and be prepared. If someone shoots me in the face one day, I won’t be completely powerless to fight back.”

Li Jianjun didn't answer, seeming to be thinking about something.

Li An took a chopstick and put the dish into his mouth, chewing it slowly without rushing.

He could understand that for soldiers like Li Jianjun, most of them had their own bottom line to stick to.

Li Jianjun lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and finally nodded:
".Okay. However, if you practice shooting, you can't have too few bullets."

When Li An heard this, a smile broke out on his face.

"As long as you agree, Uncle Jun. I will figure out the rest."

"Bullets are not a problem."

Wu Shihao, who was eating with his head down, suddenly spoke.

Seeing Li An looking over, he smiled and said:

"I'll take care of the bullets."

"Is it reliable? Don't ask people from the society to buy it?"

Ang Lee asked.

Of course, this kind of thing must be kept secret. He would rather find some solitary sellers than find people in the community to buy this thing.No matter what kind of shooting happens one day, those on duty will find him based on the clues provided by the society.

Wu Shihao is confident.

"No problem. The seller's name is Chaozhou Ming. He is from the same hometown as me and has nothing to do with the society. He mainly does smuggling business on weekdays. After getting on the line with the Vietnamese, he occasionally smuggles some arms over. He must have goods there. And He also makes a living on the dock, so if you give him some courage, he won't dare to mess with us."

"That's alright. You can ask him to get a few short dogs by the way, just to be prepared."

Li An nodded and greeted everyone.

"Come on, eat."

Full of wine and food.

By the time everyone separated and Li An crossed the sea and came to Ferry Street, it had been dark for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late, he did not go to Nanjing Street anymore. Instead, he went home, took the money, and headed to Western Union Shipyard.

Entering the boxing ring, Li An only glanced twice at the boxers fighting fiercely on the ring, and the sharp-eyed Darong walked towards him with a smile.

"You are finally here. Brother Sheng has been waiting for you for a long time. When you come, go to him first."

Li An glanced at him: "Ma Jingsheng? What can he do to me?"

"Wow, how dare we as young people ask questions about Brother Sheng? Just follow his instructions and do whatever he says."

Darong didn't dare to answer, so he just replied vaguely.

"Okay, I see."

Li An waved his hand, turned and left.

Seemingly thinking of something, he turned back to Darong and asked, "Who is my opponent tonight?"

"Wang Yunwu."

"Thank you."

Li An thanked him and walked along the mottled iron stairs to the second floor stand.

Near the stairs, Ma Jingsheng was chatting with a pony-tailed young man with a smile on his face.

Li An walked up to the two of them, put the brown paper bag in his hand on the table, pulled out a chair and sat next to the two of them, grabbed the orange segments cut from the fruit bowl on the table and put it into his mouth, vaguely said:
"Brother Sheng."

At this time, the pony-tailed young man also saw Li An's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but stare:
"It's you!"

Li An chewed the fruit in his mouth, looked up at the young man, and greeted him warmly:

"You are Cao Yanjun's younger brother, your name is Cao Shijie, right? What a coincidence, we can meet each other in Yau Ma Tei."

Cao Shijie said nothing, staring at Li An with a pair of eyes.

If it hadn't been for Li An's matter, his sister wouldn't have insisted on clearing Changle Club in advance.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his waist, but suddenly a flash of silver light flashed before his eyes.As soon as he touched the handle of the gun with his right hand, the coldness on his neck made his scalp numb, and he froze in the chair.

"Do you know who Mr. Jie is? Why don't you put down the knife yet?" The round-faced fat man next to Cao Shijie shouted with a stern expression.

"To shut up!"

Anger flashed through Li An's eyes, and the fat man who spoke out was startled by Li An's eyes.

The sudden change in front of him made Ma Jingsheng stunned for a moment. Even the two Ma boys who were standing behind him with expressionless faces were staring at Li An warily.

Ma Jingsheng frowned:
"Lee An, if you have anything to say, please talk to me. There's no need to use knives or guns."

"It's none of your business."

Li An replied lightly, stood up, reached out and took out the short dog from Cao Shijie's waist, and then calmly put away the razor in his right hand.

He played with the short dog in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun moved from side to side intentionally or unintentionally.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun move away from his chest, Ma Jingsheng twitched the corner of his mouth:
"If you want to sit down and talk, put down the gun first, okay?"

Li An ignored him, only looked at Cao Shijie, and said with a smile:
"Young Master Jie, right? A sword and a gun have no eyesight. You can't make such a joke."

Cao Shijie gritted his teeth and looked at Li An bitterly.

Li An saw his expression in his eyes and had no intention of coddling him.

The muzzle of the gun was raised and he said in an exaggerated tone:
"Wow, what's that look in your face?"

Seeing the gun pointed at him, Cao Shijie swallowed hard even though the safety was not on.

He had a gloomy face and remained silent.

Li An chuckled.

"I didn't bully your sister, so there's no need to look at me as an enemy. Moreover, the discussion between me and your sister was to pass the steps to your Changle Club, otherwise you would think that your Changle Club could escape so easily.

Let me tell you, in today’s competition, I’m going to stop here and show mercy. Don’t be ungrateful.As for the grievances between me and your Changle Club, they have been wiped out. From now on, we will never offend each other, do you understand? "This time, looking at your sister's face, I took it as a joke."Next time. You also saw the gunman who died on the dock. "

After saying this, Li An had no intention of returning the gun to Cao Shijie, and just put it in his waist.

He looked at Ma Jingsheng and said casually:

"I almost forgot about the business. Brother Sheng, Darong said you were looking for me, what's the matter?"

Ma Jingsheng looked at Li An in surprise.

Changle Club, Cao Yanjun, Li An, conflict, the amount of information was a bit large, which made him confused for a while.

"If you don't say anything, I'll leave." Li An grabbed the brown paper bag on the table and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Ma Jingsheng called out to Li An and glanced at the brown paper bag in his hand.

Affirmative tone:

"Are you going to bet this money?"

Ang Lee neither admitted nor denied it.

He leaned lazily on the chair and leaned back with an indifferent expression.

"Brother Sheng, boxers can't place bets, and there's no rule that guests can't place bets, right?"

"You're right, we definitely welcome betting. The boxing ring is open for business, and if there are no customers to place bets, you can only rely on the ticket money, let alone make money, and Northwest Wind will be able to drink enough."

Ma Jingsheng nodded and changed the subject:
"But if a boxer lets guests help place bets, that's breaking the rules."

Li An stared at Ma Jingsheng's face and his smile faded.

"Everything has two sides. I bought it because I won it. Now that I have won money, you Ma Jingsheng will not be happy. If I lose, will you Ma Jingsheng still put the money in his pocket? What are you saying to me?"

Ma Jingsheng was speechless for a moment.

But last night, Ang Lee and Ruan Wenhao were upset. Ma Jingsheng originally thought that he would make a lot of money in that match, but he didn't expect that the big head won the upset.Although I didn’t lose money, I didn’t make much money either.

He also specifically learned about the woman who placed the bet through the waiter at the boxing ring, and unexpectedly learned that the woman actually knew Li An, a boxer in his boxing ring.

Moreover, Ang Lee asked him about his bet before. It is hard not to think that it is fake for Ang Lee to box, but it is true that he uses the boxing ring as a chicken farm to make money.

This made him feel angry.

But what Li An and Cao Shijie said just now made him still a little confused.

Why am I alone?No one has any background?Don't you dare offend the hometown association?
Ma Jingsheng doesn't believe what he said when Ang Lee came to the boxing ring now.

As a friend of Cao Shijie, Ma Jingsheng knew very well who Cao Yanjun was.

If Changle Club had not been run by Cao Yanjun, it would not be the largest club in Wan Chai today.

But he was surprised to hear that the eldest sister who regarded Changle Club as a single party had suffered a big loss at the hands of Li An.

This made Ma Jingsheng temporarily unsure of Li An's details, and naturally he couldn't say too many things to offend.

Ma Jingsheng frowned and said nothing.

Li An looked around the stands on the second floor, sizing up the boxing ring that was suddenly more lively than usual.

His eyes lingered for a moment on the extra strange customers in the stands.

There was also a smile on his face.

Turning his eyes, Li An looked at Ma Jingsheng and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Let's do this, Brother Sheng. I won't make it difficult for you. From tomorrow on, I won't bet in your boxing ring. What do you think?"

If he had read correctly just now, not only Ke Wanchang was on the stage today, but the Fushoujin and Feng brothers of the hometown association were also here.

A discerning person would know at a glance that the two parties were about to quarrel.

For Ang Lee who doesn't want to wade into troubled waters, the best thing to do is to get out at the right time.

After making the money tonight, let alone placing bets, he wouldn't bother to come over even if Ma Jingsheng invited him to box.

Ma Jingsheng's face looked much better after hearing this.

"That's what you said."

"Ah."

Li An nodded: "But I have no control over whether that woman places bets. To be honest with you, I met that woman when my senior brother and I came over to watch boxing that day. As for me, I just asked her to help place bets. But I can’t be her master.”

Ma Jingsheng thought for a while: "Okay. But you have to fight one more game tonight."

"Who are you fighting with?" Li An asked casually.

"Nai Feng! Wait until he finishes fighting Long Chenghu."

Li An neither agreed nor refused, but just said vaguely: "Let's talk about it! The premise is that he can survive Long Chenghu's fist."

"Then it's settled."

Ma Jingsheng looked confident, as if he had full confidence in Naifeng.

Li An just smiled at him and glanced at Cao Shijie, who was silent.

"Young Master Jie, take your time to watch the boxing match. I won't accompany you. I will take the first step."

Watching Li An leave, Ma Jingsheng poured tea for Cao Shijie and asked quietly:
"Master Jie, what did An Li just say about the feud with your Changle Club?"

With the sudden burst of shouts in the boxing ring, Huaman looked away from the only boxer left in the ring.

She looked at Fatty Chao next to her with a smile.

"Brother Chao, look at how lively this place is compared to the bloody battle in the walled city."

"I'm not that interested in boxing matches."

Fatty Chao shook his head and turned to look at Ke Wanchang in the stands opposite.

"I came here just to see the excitement. I just want to see who will have the last laugh between the hometown association and the foreign devils behind this boxing ring."

"Everyone from the hometown association is gone, so it should be soon."

Huaman's tone was cold.

She picked up the teacup placed on the table on her right and took a slow sip of tea. When she raised her eyes, she saw Li An walking over, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Fat Zaichao obviously noticed Huaman's expression, turned his head, focused his eyes on Li An's face, and asked Huaman:

"he is?"

Huaman chuckled and said:
"His name is Li An and he is a boxer here. If Brother Chao is interested, you might as well place a bet on him. Let me tell you, I have won a lot thanks to him in the past few days. "

Fatty Chao looked Li An up and down.

The tall, thin young man in front of me, who looked about 20 years old and had a smile on his face, didn't look like he could fight compared to the boxers in the boxing ring with bulging muscles and fierce faces.

He was full of disbelief.

"real or fake?"

"Can I still lie to you?"

(End of this chapter)