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

Chapter 117 Frankie, on a mission
"Hey, how can we see this kind of excitement every day? Of course we have to watch them finish the fight!"

Fatty Chao said without turning his head.

He seemed to be in high spirits. He stared intently at Frankie, who was still gaining the upper hand despite being besieged by the hometown association, and muttered:

"Those fellow villagers are arrogant and arrogant in the walled city. It would be better if a few of them were beaten to death."

Huaman looked at Li An, with a clear look of inquiry in her eyes.

"Since Brother Chao is so interested, let's take a look."

Li Anyi was brave and shrugged indifferently.

And he was indeed a little curious about how many punches a magician like Fu Shou Jin, who looked like a white lotus and could bluff people, could sustain Frankie's punches?

Is it possible to really ask God to take over?Li An was in disbelief.

He is more inclined to believe that Fu Shou Jin uses drugs to numb his pain, and also uses some hard skills such as hard Qigong to greatly increase his defense, just like copper skin and iron bones?
There is a saying in the Muay Thai circle: "I have lived in the boxing world for [-] years, and I have never seen anyone who gave up his knees and used his fists when there was an opportunity to use his knees!"

It is an indisputable fact that most of the famous Muay Thai fighters are good at using knee techniques.

The main reason is that when Muay Thai fighters use knee attacks, they make full use of the force of placing the hips and waist during the attack, the force of pushing the soles of the feet on the ground, and the force of twisting the body and twisting the waist!

It is this kind of attack that integrates one's own overall strength that makes the Muay Thai fighter's knee attack have a longer distance, more changes in the attack, and stronger attack power!

Long Chenghu volleyed with two flying knees, and hit the elbow of the man in red to protect his chin, making a muffled sound!
The man couldn't help but retreat.

When Long Chenghu's feet landed on the ground, the man had stabilized his figure. He stared at Long Chenghu fiercely, shook his sore arms, and rushed towards Long Chenghu with a leap.

Suddenly, a black umbrella stretched out diagonally and hit it hard!

The man's expression changed, but his body was in the air. He could only twist his waist and use all his strength to dodge to the left.

Like a black lightning bolt, the specially made umbrella hit the man's waist hard, and his back hit the ground hard, and there was a muffled sound in his chest and abdomen!
As soon as he stood up, Ke Wanchang was already taking steps, flashing forward to catch up, holding the black umbrella in his hand.

The man's elbow hit the umbrella body, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward. He grabbed the umbrella body with his right hand, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

But to his surprise, Ke Wanchang relaxed his hands and let go of the black umbrella in his hand.

"If you want it, just give it to you."

Ke Wanchang had a smile on his face and drank softly.

He hugged his knees and stepped forward, turned his left hand into his palm, grabbed the man's wrist, and took a step forward at the same time, twisting his waist and turning sideways. His right hand moved from top to bottom like a hammer, and hit the man's chest with a block. !
The man was beaten and leaned back, with only his heels on the ground. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his right hand that grabbed the umbrella was unable to loosen it.

The black umbrella fell vertically and was caught by Ke Wanchang.

At this time, Long Chenghu jumped over and hit the man's waist with a flying knee.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones!The man flew sideways, hit his waist on the railing of the second-floor stand, and flipped sideways down to the second floor.With a plop, it fell straight into the stands on the first floor!
"Pujie, this Ke Wanchang hides so deeply. He always shows his success to the public. I thought he didn't know Kung Fu."

Fatty Chao spat and muttered, with obvious surprise on his face.

Li An looked calm.He also knew something about the people in the hometown association.

Feng Chunmei is proficient in grappling, and the Fushou Golden Envoy's Pi Gua Fist is a divine strike?Ke Wanchang hides the deepest, is proficient in Tai Chi, and has a hidden weapon.

Li An just glanced at the man in red who was knocked downstairs and had bleeding from his mouth and nose and was obviously not going to survive. His eyes focused on Fu Shou Jin again.

He evaluated Fu Shou Jin. At this time, Fu Shou Jin took two more jabs from French. His body seemed to be overwhelmed, and there was a rare look of pain on his face.

The main reason is that Frankie's steps are too flexible, his body sways left and right to dodge very quickly, and while dodging, he counterattacks very quickly, and even the probing jab is very powerful.

If it weren't for Feng Chunmei wearing a steel claw and attacking sideways to distract Frankie, Fu Shoujin might have been beaten to death by Frankie long ago.

However, now that Long Chenghu and Ke Wanchang have eliminated the red-clad Thai guys under Fei Lanqi, when the two of them join the siege, the situation will obviously be unfavorable to Fei Lanqi.

In fact, Ang Lee didn't understand. Frankie was a British guy and not a member of the older generation of martial arts circles. He shouldn't be resistant to guns.

Or maybe he has confidence in himself and is confident that he can defeat people like the hometown association with his fists?
The steel claw in Feng Chunmei's hand almost grazed Franki's eyes and forced him back again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ke Wanchang and Long Chenghu rushing over. A smile appeared on his lips, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could completely let go of this, Frankie seemed to understand his situation. He slid to the right, staggered Feng Chunmei, then made a circle step to Fu Shou Jin's side, and stabbed Fu Shou Jin directly in the face.

Fu Shoujin stretched out his hand to receive the jab, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.He raised his right hand and punched French on the neck.Unexpectedly, Frankie's backhand punch that was ready to strike came out with a backhand. The second strike came first, and the heavy fist hit Fu Shoujin's face.

Fu Shou Jin could no longer hold on and was punched to the ground by Frankie.

Frankie stepped forward and rushed straight towards Feng Chunmei.

Whoosh!
The nearly two-inch-long steel needle flew diagonally and headed straight for Frankie's temple!

In the flash of lightning, Frankie paused and retreated, barely able to avoid it.But the steel needle still scratched the skin on his face, and blood soaked out.

Frankie turned around and saw that Ke Wanchang was holding a black umbrella in his hand, with the tip pointed at him.

He wiped the blood on his cheek, moved his body to the left, and frowned:

"What is this?"

"Hidden weapon! Don't you understand? Damn the foreign devil!"

Ke Wanchang sneered, and the black umbrella in his hand moved accordingly. The tip of the umbrella was pointed at Frankie, and he twisted the handle!
More than ten steel needles were shot out one after another, all blasting towards Frankie until the hidden weapon in the umbrella was empty.

Although Frankie slid to dodge, five steel needles were still shot at him. Two were pierced in the arm he used to block, one was pierced in his left leg, and one was pierced in the lower abdomen, especially the chest. A steel needle in front of her had penetrated most of it, leaving only half an inch outside, trembling slightly.

Blood oozed out from the wound. Frankie paused for a moment, his eyes widened, and he fell to the sky!
Kewan spat, put down his umbrella, and walked towards Frankie.

But what Ke Wanchang didn't expect was that just when he walked to Felanqi, the fallen Felanqi suddenly turned over and hit Ke Wanchang's chin with a heavy punch from behind. He had to stretch out his arms to block in a hurry.

Frankie's punch was extremely powerful. With just one punch, Ke Wanchang's arm had deformed, and the fist and Ke Wanchang's own arm hit him hard on the chin.

Blood mixed with broken teeth splashed everywhere!
Ke Wanchang flew out uncontrollably.

Frankie also exhausted all his strength and finally couldn't hold on anymore, so he knelt down on one knee with his injured left leg.

Long Chenghu didn't even look at the boss who was knocked away. He sprinted in front of Felanqi with a very quick reaction. He stepped on Felanqi's knee with his right foot to gain strength. He jumped up and hit the boss with the tip of his elbow. The top of Frankie's head!

A loud bang!
Frankie was stunned by the elbow on the head, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose.

"Pfft!"

The cold light penetrated Frankie's neck!
"Come on!"

Feng Chunmei pulled out the bloody steel claw without any hesitation. She didn't even take care of Ke Wanchang and Fu Shoujin who were lying on the ground, and turned around and left!

Long Chenghu helped Ke Wanchang, who fell to the ground, and followed him, leaving Fu Shoujin, who was left with bleeding from the corner of his mouth, struggling to stand up.

"asshole!"

He kicked the chair that fell to the ground next to him, his swollen face looked quite angry, and he staggered towards the stairs.

Fatty Chao watched them leave with a look of eagerness on his face!

He glanced at the two horsemen following him, hesitated for a moment, and said with some frustration: "Take his mother! It was a mistake. If I had known better, I would have brought a few gunmen here."

Of course, he just said this. Although fights in associations are common, the use of guns is still very rare, at least the policeman will not be able to pass.

Apart from arranging gunmen for errands, even he rarely takes gunmen out with him.

Fatty Chao looked at Li An, as if he wanted to say something.

Li An also pretended not to be seen and greeted:

"Let's go, there's a dead British guy, we'll be in trouble when the police come."

By the time they arrived on the first floor, except for a dozen people lying on the ground and some spectators hiding in corners, most of the spectators had fled, and there was the sound of fighting outside!

Li An and his group walked out of the boxing ring and saw dim incandescent lights not far away.

Ma Jingsheng was leading people to surround more than a dozen Sijiu who were holding bright things in their hands. The leader was a young man with a bit of a ruffian attitude, holding a dagger in his right hand.

Cao Shijie was not seen, and he should have left long ago.

"Ma Jingsheng, your foreign boss is dead. Are you sure you want to offend our hometown association?"

Feng Chunmei, who came out of the boxing ring, said this in a pitiful voice.

He didn't take Ma Jingsheng seriously and waved: "Let's go."

Ma Jingsheng was a little surprised, hesitated for a moment, watched the fellow villagers leave, turned around and ran towards the boxing ring with them.

"bang bang bang"

Fierce gunfire suddenly exploded!

Li An, who was standing at the door of the boxing ring, saw from a distance that the group of fellow villagers who had disappeared around the corner had withdrawn, and behind them, a large group of military uniforms led by plainclothes rushed towards them.

As if they were very familiar with the shipyard, a group of about ten people from the hometown association ran straight to the platform where the repair ships were parked, and jumped into the sea to escape.

"Damn it, when did you become so fast on duty? This ghost guy's situation is just different."

Fatty muttered angrily.

Li An grabbed Huaman's wrist: "Follow me."

The woman only struggled subconsciously, and followed Li An to a dark place aside.

Li An said very quickly:
"Give me the money and the gun."

The woman said nothing, opened her handbag, and handed over the brown paper bag and gun.

Li An used his right hand hard and threw the gun far into the darkness.

"Hey, what are you two doing?"

Fatty Chao walked towards the two of them.

"Punching and watching boxing are both illegal. It would be bad if the police caught you."

Li An was vague.

Fatty glanced at him sideways: "Is it illegal? Are you telling me a joke? Didn't I see you saying this to me when I was beating someone to death?"

Li An didn't blink: "So, I didn't just want to see if there is any place in the shipyard where I can escape."

"Don't worry about this, police, I'm here to make sure you're fine."

Fatty Chao didn't doubt that he was there, and he confidently confirmed it.

He greeted the two of them: "Let's go to the boxing ring first. The visibility outside is not good. Don't let these policemen think you are from a hometown association."

The brigade of military uniforms and plainclothes soldiers rushed into the boxing ring under the leadership of Gui Lao. Under the loaded gun, Ma Jingsheng squatted aside with a group of bad boys watching the scene.

Looking at Frankie's body in the stands on the second floor, Edward frowned:

"Take the person back and find out who the murderer is?"

"Got it sir."

The middle-aged man wearing a beige short-sleeved shirt responded and came to the first floor.

He held the handle of the gun with his right hand and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Take everyone back, everyone."

"Hello, Sir Zhang."

Fat Zai Chao led Li An and the others and stepped forward confidently: "You don't recognize me? I had dinner with you, Inspector Lan Jiang, last time. I remember you were there at that time."

The middle-aged man known as Sir Zhang looked up and down at Fatty Chao. After a while, he said with a smile:
"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Chao."

Fatty Chao casually took out a few Hong Kong dollars and stuffed them into Sir Zhang's shirt pocket, and pointed at Ang Lee and the others behind him:

"I'm just going to bring a few people over to watch the boxing match. You should know who I am, and those who did it have nothing to do with me. Just turn a blind eye and pretend you don't see us. Next time, please be with me. Inspector Lan drinks tea."

Sir Zhang hesitated for a moment, then took out the Hong Kong dollars from his pocket and put them back into Fat Chao's hand with a snap.

Fatty Chao said with a confused look on his face: "Sir Zhang, what do you mean? Are you not giving me any face?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Chao. I also want to give you Brother Chao some face, but the superior officer above won't give you face, so how can I dare to let go."

Sir Zhang gave a wry smile, leaned close to Fatty Chao and whispered:
"If it's something else, forget it. But this time it's a British guy who died, so it's a big deal. The ghost guy is still watching from above. Brother Chao, just follow me back to the mission office to record the transcript."

At the end of the sentence, he spread his hands, looking helpless.

Yau Ma Tei police station!
"Name?"

"Li An."

"where to live?"

"No. 152 Zhongfang Street, Apartment No. [-] on the fifth floor."

A soldier in military uniform held a pen in his right hand and quickly wrote down on the paper while asking without raising his head.

"Your confession said that you went to the Western Union Shipyard to watch a boxing match?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Military uniform raised his head and looked at Li An:

"But those people watching the boxing match said, you are a boxer in the boxing ring. What do you want to say about this issue?"

(End of this chapter)