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

Chapter 135 Ding Ye Guild Hall, Attitude
Boom!Boom!
The sound of shaking steps sounded one after another.

The dim light on the street shines into the abandoned houses.

The young man has a black slicked back hair, a white shirt, gray trousers, black leather shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face, dressed elegantly.

However, when he steps forward and punches, he is fierce and powerful. Every time he steps to the ground, he blows his breath, and the strength is the same.

The young man frowned, thinking while practicing his boxing.

With a punch, the young man seemed to feel something and turned to look at the figure standing at the door.

The two looked at each other, and Ah Quan suddenly spoke:
"Bajiquan!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, looking up and down at the man in front of him who looked about the same age as himself.

"You know how to do Baji Quan? Who are you?"

"Oh, I just guessed."

Ah Quan casually gave an excuse and said a little embarrassedly: "My name is Ah Quan. I'm sorry for disturbing your boxing practice."

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

The young man stopped Ah Quan.

"Brother, you look like you are from outside the city. Why are you here so late?"

Ah Quan took a deep breath and turned around:

"I have no place to live, I just came here to find a place to sleep."

"I'm done practicing, you can rest here tonight."

The young man smiled kindly, and as he passed Ah Quan, he reminded him: "Many places in the walled city are dangerous. Don't run around when you have a rest at night."

"I see."

Aquan nodded: "What do you call it?"

"Duan Yingfeng."

The young man didn't know what happened to him, but he suddenly blurted out his name.

Only later did he react: "I hope you won't mention it to others about me practicing Baji."

The last thing you should not believe in side competition is family affection. Money is the hardest thing in all relationships.

This sentence is just right to describe Doll Qiang and Luotuoding.

Gongzai Qiang is the nephew of Luotuoding, a veteran of the city, and is in Miss Bai's business.There is a super competitive relationship with Dayaojia and Chaozhou Gang Fat Boy, who are backed by Yan Tong.

The rules of the walled city are that the business between the walled city and the side gates outside the walled city does not conflict with each other.

It is well known that Gong Zaiqiang runs Miss Bai's business in Kowloon. Without the support of Lord Ding, the leader of Chengzhai, it would be impossible for Gong Zaiqiang to compete with Fat Zai Chao in Kowloon for such taboo matters.

But under Lei Luo's money offensive, the relationship between the two was vulnerable.

The uncle wanted to kill his family for the sake of gold, but the nephew took the initiative and killed the uncle with one shot because of his identity as a handler.

The two vividly displayed the fragile side of kinship.

"Master Ding? Elder of the city wall, I've heard of it outside."

Li An was vague.

His eyes glanced at the group of people opposite him calmly.

The doll had his chest exposed, and from his angle, he could clearly see the short dog on the opponent's waist, but the eight or nine horse boys standing behind him didn't have anything to do with him.

In fact, he could roughly guess that besides what happened during the day, he couldn't think of anything else that Luotuoding could do to him.

With an idea in his mind, Li An looked as usual and asked intentionally or unintentionally:
"I'm a little-known person, and I don't want to take advantage of others. What can Master Ding do to me?"

Dou Zai Qiang obviously knew Ang Lee’s concerns and said straight to the point:
"Not only Master Ding is here this time, but also the hometown association in Chengzhai and Fat Chao from the Chaozhou Gang are here. Master Ding knows about the conflict between you and Ke Wanchang during the day, so the meeting place this time is at the guild hall in Xinjie. "

The guild hall in Xinjie is Dingye's base camp. He said this just to dispel Li An's doubts.

"Master Ding invites you, so of course I can't help but show my respect and lead the way."

Li An thought for a while and nodded.

Since we plan to do business in the walled city, it's just right.Taking advantage of the presence of these forces in the walled city, it is still necessary to express one's attitude on some matters.

However, Ang Lee never likes to do things that he is not sure about, and he does not like to tie his own safety to the moral ethics of the world that are often talked about by the fishing industry.

Therefore, even though the skilled man was bold, Li An still had a hand in reserve. Before leaving, he silently winked at Dachun who was standing aside.

"Then please."

The doll stretched out his hand to signal, and walked forward side by side with Li An.

Li Jianjun and Amin followed him.

Dachun left quickly in the opposite direction.

Xinjie, Dingye Guild Hall.

The old man was wearing a black cardigan and cloth shoes. He worshiped God solemnly, lit three sticks of incense, and then sat leisurely on the chair in the middle.

He glanced at everyone in the guild hall and lowered his eyelids:

"As for the people, I've asked the dolls to invite them. Everyone is working in the walled city to make a living, and everyone will be prosperous and others will suffer losses. If you have anything to say, you can also express your stance."

"Master Ding, gentlemen, please make it clear in advance that I'm just here to join in the fun. You don't need to ask my opinion on this matter. Just treat me as if I don't exist."

Fatty Chao said with a smile.

He sat below the old man and leaned back on the backrest with an indifferent expression.

Ke Wanchang was sitting opposite Fatty Chao, with his left arm hanging on his chest with gauze and his right hand holding a black umbrella.

He interrupted Fatty Chao and said with a serious face:
"You can't say that. Although your business is outside, there are a lot of people in the walled city. How can it be none of your business?"

Fatty glanced at him with a disdainful tone:

"What do you mean there are too many people? To put it bluntly, this city is almost single-handedly controlled by your fellow villagers. The gambling house, opium shop, prostitute village, and the three of you each have a share of the profitable business. You also eat the meat and even drink the soup. Gotta be clean.

As for us, except for the pitiful sanitation fees and water pipe management fees (public taps), we got nothing.

Wow, now that your gambling house has been smashed, you think of me and Master Ding. How can such a good thing happen?Anyway, I’ll leave it here. I won’t get involved in the matter between you and Li An at all. "

The two were already at odds with each other. Last time, his right-hand assistant Chen Minhui had three ribs broken by Long Chenghu. She was just discharged from the hospital yesterday.

Ke Wanchang's gambling house was robbed and he had a conflict with Li An. It would have been nice if he didn't add insult to injury. How could he be the one to be used as a weapon by the other party?

At this time, Feng Chunmei, with blush on her face and wearing a white embroidered gown, pinched her orchid finger and said softly:
“There is no rule without rules. In the past ten years or so in the Walled City, no one has ever dared to use firearms.

As soon as this Li An came to the city today, he led a dozen gunmen to rob Mr. Ke's gambling house. In the evening, he injured my brother at the hot pot stall in Xinjie. He also used firearms. He acted without scruples. Sooner or later, he would cause trouble. Big trouble will bring us down. "

"I agree with this." Fu Shoujin, who was sitting next to Ke Wanchang, stretched lazily and yawned in agreement:

"I don't think anyone is so naive as to think that if the Walled City is left alone, those ghost guys won't dare to touch the Walled City, right?

That's because we usually act within the scope of their tolerance. If Chengzhai keeps using firearms to challenge their bottom line and the matter becomes big, those half-bitch ghosts will definitely not mind sending troops into the city to clean up our society. "

"Hey, aren't you? Master Ding and I can say this. Why do you fellow villagers have the nerve to say it? Don't forget the last time you killed Frankie? At that time, why weren't you afraid of those ghost guys? People entering the city?"

Fatty's eyes widened and he shouted in an exaggerated tone.

Fu Shoujin glanced at him sideways, glanced at him and said:

"I've said it all, Gui Lao always likes to be a half-bitch lintel, and he's both up and down. Franky is in the underground boxing ring business. This kind of shady side business, Gui Lao has no time to cover up in order to protect their image. , how dare you speak out."

"Ah"

Fatty Chao sneered twice and said, "Your fellow villagers have already told you what's right and what's wrong. Do you think I look like an idiot?"

After speaking, he spat on the ground and seemed unwilling to say any more.

Picking up the golden orange on the wooden table on the right hand side, he took a big bite of the fruit with its skin and pulp, chewing until the juice splashed everywhere, and the yellow orange juice flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Sitting in the middle position, Mr. Ding put down his teacup, tapped the armrest of the wooden chair with his fingers, and smoothed things over:

"There's no need to argue. The walled city has its own rules. How about we wait until the rightful owner comes to talk about it?"

If it weren't for the fellow villagers talking about the rules, Luotuoding would really not want to pay attention to these things.

What's more, Fat Chao told him about Li An's situation when he came here.

Standing behind them were two Inspector Hua, who were not weak in their own strength. Even the Changle Club in Wan Chai suffered a big loss from Li An.

As long as there is no conflict of interest between us, we can definitely be friends.

In his opinion, when people come out to make money, they naturally focus on making money, having more people, and thinking more about their brains!

Sometimes in the face of naked interests, loyalty, face, and even rules should be worthless.

Of course, as a veteran of the city like a squire, the meaning of existence is to maintain the so-called rules in the city to restrain the people below, so some superficial rules still have to be observed.

"It's right out of the alley."

The doll leading the way said without turning his head.

The group of people exited the alley and walked along the mottled stairs to the Ding Ye Guild Hall on the second floor.

The doll paused and glanced at Li Jianjun and Amin who were following Li An:

"You don't need to search your body, but they two can't enter."

Li Jianjun and Amin ignored Dou Zaiqiang and just looked at Li An.

Seemingly worried that Ang Lee would misunderstand, Douzaiqiang added:

"Not just you, Ke Wanchang and Fatty Chao also entered alone. Since we are all sitting together, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, some basic rules must be followed."

Li An thought for a moment and responded with a smile:

"That's natural."

Without looking back, he said to the two people behind him: "Since everyone obeys the rules, Uncle Jun, please wait outside for a while."

"it is good."

Li Jianjun’s words were concise and concise.

The doll forced the door open, and Li An glanced at the situation in the house. When he followed in, he caught up with Ding Ye's words.

"I am blessed to see you all today."

Li An said with a relaxed expression and a smile.

He glanced at everyone in the hall again.

Ke Wanchang, Feng Chunmei, Fu Shoujin, Fatty Chao and three or four other unfamiliar faces. Finally, Ang Lee focused on the old man in the center.

"Is this Master Ding?"

The old man known as Mr. Ding was also looking at Li An in surprise as he walked in. He was surprised at how young Li An was.

Without showing anything on his face, he nodded to Li An and said:
"There is a talented person in the world, please take a seat."

Dou Zaiqiang walked directly to Ding Ye and sat down at the lower right hand side of him.

Li An looked around and walked to Fat Chao's side.

"Brother Chao, there shouldn't be anyone here yet, right?"

Fatty said in a very polite tone: "You, the real owner, are the last to arrive. No one is coming after you. You can sit wherever there is space."

Li An nodded and sat down gracefully.

He looked at the old man sitting in the middle and asked deliberately:
"Master Ding, when I came in just now, I seemed to hear you saying that you would wait until I, the rightful owner, arrived before talking. I wonder what caused Master Ding to mobilize troops to create such a big scene this time?"

Luotuoding's tone was somewhat harsh:

"Okay, since you asked, let's explain it straight to the point. Although the city is chaotic, it is the rule in the city not to use firearms, which is also the reason why the police can tolerate us. So whether it is fighting for it or not Whether it’s territory or seeking revenge, the club strictly abides by this rule, do you understand what I mean?”

"I understand. You mean I fired a gun during the day."

Li An nodded and suddenly laughed: "If you don't use firearms, this rule is just to fool the people below. I dare say that if everyone here is searched casually, they will find many short dogs. If this reason is used as an excuse, it won’t be very interesting if it’s like holding a trial meeting.”

After a pause, Li An continued:
"In this way, it's rare that everyone is here tonight, and we can talk clearly at once. I can roughly guess what everyone is thinking. I reiterate, I don't take advantage of the territory in your hands. I’m not interested either, so you can rest assured about this.”

"We believe what you say, but do you think we are idiots?"

Feng Chunmei looked at Li An with a cold light in her eyes.

As we all know, he has always regarded Feng Xiaman's younger brother more seriously than himself. He was furious when Li An injured Feng Xiaman.

"Then why are you just sitting here shitting your pants? Why don't you just tell me clearly that it would be better to have a horse and a carriage?"

Li An said this very rudely. He stared at Feng Chunmei's face and his smile instantly faded:

"To put it bluntly, in the slums of the Walled City, you fellow villagers are the only ones who are considered a treasure. No one here, whether it's Mr. Ding or Fatty Chao, earns more than you.

Besides, I don’t need to tell you. You should have investigated my background before inviting me here.If I really want to get into this business, I might as well go to Yau Ma Tei and Boundary Street. "

Hearing Li An mention themselves, the two of them coughed in embarrassment.

Luotuoding looked at Li An, who couldn't suppress his anger, and couldn't help but feel a little convinced. Before Feng Chunmei, who looked gloomy, could speak, he changed the subject:
"Then why did you rob Ke Wanchang's gambling house as soon as you came to the walled city?"

"Then you should ask him."

Li An raised his eyebrows playfully.

(End of this chapter)