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

Chapter 151: Kill the chicken, goods

[The previous chapter is unreasonable to simply come and have a fight, and has been revised. 】

The three of them decided together to find a group of desperadoes to kill Ang Lee.

But it was Feng Chunmei and Fu Shoujin who came into contact with these gunmen.

"A bunch of trash."

Feng Chunmei cursed in her heart. He didn't expect that even if more than a dozen guns failed to kill Li An, the other party would also come to the door.

Ke Ren was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

Now that Ang Lee and his gunmen are trapped in Anle Building, and everyone is a knife and a fish, Feng Chunmei can only agree to Ang Lee's request.

It is undeniable that Ang Lee's strength in the boxing ring at Western Union Shipyard that night was indeed good, but Feng Chunmei did not believe that the sixteen people on her side would lose.

"Behead him."

More than a dozen Forty-Nine rushed over.

Li An moved his neck and shoulders, grinned at Feng Chunmei at the back of the crowd, and moved forward instead of retreating.

He twisted his waist and turned sideways, and gave a fierce side kick to the chin of Sijiu who was rushing in front. He kicked his body completely crookedly and flew sideways, hitting Sijiu behind him. The two of them fell down like gourds. On the ground.

Immediately after he struck with a backhand fist, Sijiu, who was holding a dog-leg knife, suddenly felt his eyes blurred. A blurry black shadow with gusts of wind hit his face, knocking him backwards. He fell to the ground, unable to let go of the dog-leg knife in his hand.

Li An stepped on the blade of the dog-legged knife that had fallen to the ground with his toes, raised one foot up, and held the dog-legged knife in his hand.

Kick forward on the ground, using the strength of your waist to raise the sharp blade.

"what"

Half of the arm dripping with blood beads flew out, dancing in an arc in the air, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Li An raised his right foot and kicked on the man's chest. The screams in his mouth stopped abruptly, and the whole person flew out.

In the blink of an eye, four people fell.

The others couldn't help but feel their throats tightening, and they hesitated to step forward.

"Afraid of death." Feng Chunmei roared angrily.

Blood flowed along the tip of the knife and fell on the ground drop by drop.

Looking at Sijiu, who was forced to come over again under Feng Chunmei's urging, Li An stretched his right hand forward and raised his knife to wipe out the Sijiu at the front.

"Stab!"

Blood spurted out, and the man whose throat was slashed went weak. There was a gurgling sound in his chest, and he fell crookedly. He was about to die.

Seeing this scene, the remaining Sijiu no longer dared to step forward and subconsciously retreated.

"It's your turn."

Li An grinned.

Holding the knife in his right hand, he forced himself towards Feng Chunmei step by step.

"You are so trusting, we still don't know who will win."

Feng Chunmei took a deep breath, her hands with steel claws were in the shape of eagle claws, her legs were slightly bent, and when her steps burst out, they made a hissing sound when they rubbed against the ground. She rushed towards Li An like a hawk flying over the ground.

Li An raised his hand, and the sharp and cold blade slashed at Feng Chunmei's wrist.

Feng Chunmei did not dodge, she lowered her right hand, buckled down the steel claw on her finger, grabbed the back of the knife and moved it to the side, and grabbed Li An's throat with her left hand like an eagle's claw.

When the opponent grabbed the back of the knife, Li An immediately leaned back, his right foot was like a dragon rising out of the sea, and his toes went straight to Feng Chunmei's crotch.

The sharp claws passed almost close to Li An's face, and she felt the deep cold chill coming from her crotch. Feng Chunmei stepped back to let the touch of her vaginal legs pass.

Swish!
Li An took advantage of the situation to pursue him. As he stepped closer, he flipped his wrist, held the handle of the knife behind his back, and swiped the blade directly towards Feng Chunmei's neck.

This quick counterattack caught Feng Chunmei off guard.

Almost instinctively, Feng Chunmei relied on her amazing waist strength to make an iron bridge, and finally avoided the end of having her throat slit.

But there was still a long bloody mark from his neck to his chin.

As if she was worried that Li An would take advantage of the situation to pursue her again, Feng Chunmei didn't care about her face and just rolled around, keeping distance from Li An.

He stood up, took two quick steps back, and then wiped the blood on his neck with the back of his hand.

Li An flipped his wrist and held the knife in his forehand.

Feng Chunmei, who was opposite him, took a deep breath and rushed towards him again.

Li An kicked off the ground and rushed forward. The dog-legged knife in his hand rushed towards Feng Chunmei's crotch, lifting it from bottom to top.

Feng Chunmei felt a little embarrassed about Ang Lee's style of fighting with his crotch attached.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hands with steel claws, and grabbed the back of the knife again. The moment they met, there was a harsh sound of metal clashing.

But what Feng Chunmei did not expect was that as soon as he grabbed the dog-leg knife, Li An actually let go of the handle of the knife, swayed to the left like a ghost, and came to him in an instant, walking up and down. He moved forward and hit his neck with his elbow.

Feng Chunmei was shocked and immediately realized that something was wrong. She almost subconsciously raised her knees and tried to kick Li An's calf with her feet to force Li An back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his knees, Li An's right foot had already been raised first, and like a poisonous snake, he kicked his calf hard on the tibia.

At the same time, Li An's elbow hit Feng Chunmei's neck firmly.

Feng Chunmei groaned, and her whole body was staggered to the left.

A fierce look flashed across Li An's face.

He closed his legs with his knees, clasped and swung forward, and struck Feng Chunmei's chest with his left hand in the shape of a tiger claw, causing Feng Chunmei to vomit blood. Then his right hand turned into a fist, raised high and struck violently. And down.

Accompanied by a slight sound of bone cracking.

Being hit on the forehead by Li An's palm, Feng Chunmei's eyes were immediately filled with fine bloodshot eyes, her body shook and she fell to the ground.

"Get the essence of skills, 72-way grappler."

The small black letters in front of me turned into little stars and disappeared.

Li An glanced at Feng Chunmei who fell to the ground and retracted his palm.

I originally thought that they would still be doing business in the walled city anyway, and it would take time to decorate the shop, so I wouldn't mind spending two more days with them.

But now that the other party has arranged for a gunman to come to the door, Li An also doesn't mind killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

"let's go."

The group turned and left Anle Building.

When passing Hua Man, Li An gave her a meaningful look.

Huaman frowned, looked at Feng Chunmei's body on the ground, and sighed softly.

Before leaving, the meaning of Li An's glance was very clear, telling her to hurry up.

As soon as Li An and his party left, chaotic footsteps sounded outside Anle Building one after another.

Huaman, who was frowning and thinking, looked up and saw Feng Xiaman hurried in with seven or eight forty-nine people.

As if he couldn't believe it, Feng Xiaman stopped and stared blankly at Feng Chunmei, who had fallen to the ground and had long since lost her voice.

"elder brother."

After a long time, he shouted and rushed forward.

"Brother, you promised me that you would take care of me. Brother, get up and take care of yourself."

Holding Feng Chunmei's body, Feng Xiaman cried until his eyes were red.

It's hard to believe that the Feng brothers, who have no humanity and have done all kinds of bad things, would have such a deep relationship.

"Li An!"

After a while, Feng Xiaman's face turned ferocious after he stopped crying, and two words popped out from his clenched teeth.

"Brother Xia Man, my condolences."

Huaman came over.

Feng Xiaman raised his head suddenly and stared at Huaman with a pair of red eyes.

"My brother is dead, how do you want me to express my condolences?"

He naturally knew the woman in front of him who was highly valued by Feng Chunmei.

If it were in the past, Feng Xiaman would definitely not be able to help teasing such a beautiful woman.

But now that his brother was beaten to death, Feng Xiaman only thought about revenge, and how could he be in the mood to pay attention to this woman.

He put down Feng Chunmei's body and stood up.

"Follow me and seek revenge from Li An."

Huaman didn't care about Feng Xiaman's tone and said calmly:
"Brother Xia Man, if you come directly to my door like this, you will not be able to avenge me, and you will lose your life in vain."

"So what? Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

"It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years."

Huaman looked at Feng Xiaman, suppressed the murderous intention in her heart, and tried to calm her tone.

In her opinion, although Feng Xiaman was not the one who attacked her father in the detention room, the people from the hometown association should still be killed, not to mention that Feng Xiaman was Feng Chunmei's younger brother.

It's just that Feng Xiaman can't die yet.

She said softly:
"Brother Chunmei just died, you have to let him rest in peace. What's more, Li An's killing of Brother Chunmei this time is not only your matter, but also the matter of the hometown association.

Since we want to take revenge, the fellow villagers association should contribute no matter what. "

Feng Xiaman seemed to calm down after hearing this.

He murmured: "Yes, we hired gunmen to ambush Li An. Ke Wanchang and Fu Shoujin were also involved. There is no reason for them to stay out of it."

Huaman raised her eyebrows and said calmly:
"So, you can't be in a hurry now. These days, only those with money will be rich. Brother Chunmei has planned it. After the dancers are trained in a few days, Anle Building's business will definitely be able to go to the next level. Then, slowly, Recruit people, accumulate strength, and it’s never too late to take revenge.”

Feng Xiaman's eyes were red:

"Why are you telling me so much? Now that my brother is dead, there is no need for you to stay in Anle Building anymore."

There was a bit of bitterness in Huaman's tone:

"We are grasshoppers on a rope now. Once Brother Chunmei dies, Fat Chao will definitely trouble me again. Helping you is also helping me."

Feng Xiaman said nothing, seeming to be thinking about what Huaman said.

After a long silence, without saying a word, he carried Feng Chunmei's body and walked upstairs.

Huaman breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a while, then turned around and left Anle Building.

Now that Feng Chunmei is dead, the fellow villagers' association will definitely be in chaos for a while, and she doesn't mind making the fellow villagers' association even more chaotic.

Guangming Street, No. 28, Liu Ji Noodle House.

"Miss, your face."

A man in his thirties with an apron tied around his neck came over carrying a bowl of noodles.

Huaman got up to pick it up.

Perhaps because of the city's closure, the noodle shop seemed very deserted, and there was only one customer in the entire noodle shop, Huaman.

The heat spreads away.

Looking at the noodles with ingredients almost sticking out of the mouth of the bowl, Huaman exclaimed:
“The portions are large and filling, and you’ll be appetizing just by looking at them.”

"The guests are satisfied."

The man replied with a smile.

"how much is it?"

Huaman asked casually.

"Five cents."

"Well, wait a minute."

Huaman opened her handbag and searched for it for a while before raising her hand and patting her forehead.

"Oh, I'm sorry, boss, I forgot to bring money this time."

The man was stunned for a moment: "You didn't bring any money?"

"Yes."

Huaman made a sad face and pretended to be pitiful:

"I wonder if I can give it to you a few days later?"

"That's it"

The man hesitated.

Seeing this, Huaman gritted his teeth, with a hint of charm on his face.

"I'll bring it to you next time, boss."

With a smile on his face, the man took a stool and sat in front of Huaman.

"Miss, this is also a small business."

"If you agree, boss."

Huaman raised her fair arm and put her right hand on the man's neck.

"how?"

The man seemed a little anxious.

"Of course you can do whatever you want."

Huaman said, taking out a dagger from his left hand under the table.

"From the moment you entered the store, I noticed that you were weird!"

With a smile on his face, the man took out his knife and put it on the woman's waist first.

"Put down the knife in your hand!"

Huaman stiffened, let go of his left hand, and the dagger fell to the ground with a thud.

The smile on the man's face became even bigger.

Suddenly, Huaman put her right hand on the man's neck and made a fist. A tiny steel needle less than an inch long shot out from the ring she was wearing on her finger. With a whoosh, it sank into the man's neck.

The man grunted and fell to the ground.

He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. He could only support his body with his hands on the ground and slowly move back.

Huaman stood up with a smile.

"You're quite smart, but it's a pity that you're never smart enough for me."

She walked up to the man, knelt down, reached out and searched for a key from his trouser pocket.

The man ignored it, reached out with difficulty, and took out a hammer from under the shelf in the corner behind him.

Huaman put away the keys and said calmly:
"It's useless. The poison has spread throughout my body. Do you think you can still hurt me?"

The man didn't seem to hear anything. He pushed himself hard, climbed to the table where Huaman was sitting, and used all his strength to lift the hammer and smash it.

Huaman's eyes narrowed and then he saw something on the ground.

She grabbed the man's arm, pushed him aside, picked up the whistle on the ground, and looked at it carefully.

This whistle should have fallen out when the man fell down just now.

Seeing that the man was so nervous and wanted to destroy the whistle before he died, it was obviously very important.

After pondering for a while, Huaman put away his whistle.

Glancing at the man who had died of poison, Huaman searched the store carefully.

"Li An said that the place where Fu Shou Jin hides his goods is here."

Huaman searched the entire shop but found nothing, and finally focused on an iron door in the back kitchen.

Opening the door, there is a sealed alley less than three meters outside.

Huaman looked around and went straight to a pile of debris. He opened the debris and found an iron plate flush with the ground.

"Finally found."

Huaman's face showed a hint of joy, she inserted the key into the keyhole and turned the key.

Pulling open the iron plate, a hole nearly one meter wide was revealed.

Go down the reserved ladder to the bottom. This seems to be a sewer, with feet of water up to your ankles.

Huaman groped forward with the help of a little light coming from the water net above his head.

"Squeak!"

The sound of water seemed to disturb something, and a squeak suddenly sounded.

As the cry got closer and closer, a large, dark swarm of bats flew towards Huaman.

Huaman screamed, swatting the bat with his hand and ducking back.

The bat pounced again.

When Huaman swatted the bat, the whistle he held in his hand accidentally dropped.

As if remembering something, she squatted down, grabbed the whistle that was about to fall into the water, put it to her mouth and blew hard.

A sharp sound echoed in the sewers.

The bats seemed to be frightened and flew out towards the sewer net at the top.

at the same time.

Dafu Smokehouse on Guangming Street.

Fu Shou Jin led a group of young men out of the opium shop with his face glowing red.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a large group of bats flying out of the alley in the distance, and asked casually:

"What? Are there any goods to be shipped tonight?"

"Master Jin, Chengzhai Smokehouse only gets the goods once every two days. It was shipped yesterday, but it won't be shipped today." Ma Zai responded behind him.

"Oops!"

Fu Shoujin's expression changed and he quickly ran towards the noodle shop.

After wandering around for a long time, when they ran to the noodle shop, they saw the man on the ground who had long since made no sound.

"The whistle is missing."

Fu Shou Jin groped around the man's body, his expression getting uglier.

After passing through the kitchen and coming to the alley, Fu Shoujin didn't dare to delay at all when looking at the large hole. He lit a torch and led several of his men to the sewer.

Using a torch to drive away the few bats, he led the way to the steps at the end.

Looking at the empty steps, Fu Shou Jin's face instantly turned ferocious:

"Asshole, my goods!"

(End of this chapter)