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

Chapter 160 Style, Yang Zhuluan
After Li An finished speaking, for a moment, Duan Yingfeng felt a trace of heartbeat on his face.

Fifteen years ago, with the protection of Duan's Bajimen, the walled city was a safe place.

But since his father's death, with the increase in the number of residents in the Walled City, the prefixes of associations in Hong Kong and Kowloon have also arrived in droves like sharks smelling the smell of blood.

As a result, the walled city lost its former peace and became chaotic.

It's not like Duan Yingfeng has never thought about changing this situation and making the city more orderly.

But many times, things don't change according to one's own will.

What's the point of fighting alone?Brothers in the martial arts school cannot be beaten, and children cannot be beaten.
The final result of trying to be a hero is often only harm to the family.

I remembered that when I stood up for myself, the martial arts school was retaliated against, and Xiaozhi was also beaten to the point of losing his mind.
Duan Yingfeng became a little silent.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Li An saw Duan Yingfeng's hesitation and said with a smile:

"There is no need to make a decision in a hurry. After you solve Ke Wanchang, the city will be in chaos for a while. There will be enough time for you to consider."

".it is good."

Duan Yingfeng wanted to refuse directly, but after thinking about it for a moment, he swallowed the words and finally nodded.

He looked at Li An and asked again:

"By the way, that batch of Fushoujin? When do you want it?"

Li An waved his hand and said seriously:
"Let's stay with you for now. If you really plan to intervene in the city and establish new rules, then you can take out this batch of goods and destroy them in public. Wouldn't it be a good way to accumulate reputation?

Otherwise, why would these residents of the Walled City believe in you?How can I believe that you are not the next hometown association? "

Although this batch of goods can even go to war with those prefixes.

But for Ang Lee, they are just useless things.

Being a human being requires hard work.

In the 60s, there are a lot of opportunities to make money. If you are short-sighted and get involved in this stuff, you will undoubtedly lose more than you gain.

Li An dared to swear to Huang Tian that he had no interest in gambling or drugs, whether in his previous life or now.

Since getting this batch of goods, Ke Wanchang's family fortune has been emptied. The only use of this batch of goods is waste recycling.

After promoting the establishment of a welfare association, they will be destroyed in public to accumulate reputation.

"Well, then leave it with me first, and I'll give it to you when you want it."

Duan Yingfeng only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll go first."

After saying that, he stood up, turned around and left.

Watching Duan Yingfeng disappear from sight, Huaman filled the wine glasses on the table, picked up two glasses of wine, and asked softly:
"You want to interfere in the affairs of the Walled City?"

Li An took the wine glass and shook his head with a smile:

"I don't have the energy to worry about the Walled City. I just feel that the Walled City is too chaotic now.

There is no rule without rules, and nothing will happen anyway. While the forces in the walled city are being reshuffled, I just hope that the walled city becomes orderly.

Duan Yingfeng happens to have some ideas in this regard, and I don't mind helping. "

What he said was not a lie. He had no intention of intervening too much in the affairs of the city.

Even if he facilitates the establishment of the welfare association, Ang Lee will only need a little say at most and will not interfere with the operation of the welfare association.

Huaman just asked casually, and after hearing Li An's answer, she didn't ask any more questions.

She took a sip of the wine and stared at Li An with her autumn eyes, looking a little dazed.

"If it's really just a small favor and it's easy for me to do. Then have you ever thought about the possibility that I would agree to you directly even if we haven't slept together?"

The scene when the two of them were in bed, when Li An said these words, is still vivid in his mind.

Sometimes, women's thoughts are very complicated.

Although Huaman was born as a dancer, she also opened a romantic place like a dance hall.

But seriously, Ang Lee was the first man to see her body.

"Now there is only Ke Wanchang left in the hometown association. Long Chenghu is injured. Now that you have taken over the Anle Building of the Feng brothers, it is equivalent to standing on the bright side.

When Ke Wanchang clears his mind, the first thing he will look at is you. When are you going to take action? "

Li An's question brought back Huaman's thoughts.

A blush flashed across her face, and she calmed down.

He said with a slight frown on his eyebrows:

"Now we can only deal with him openly. Find an opportunity to give him a try tomorrow."

Li An thought for a while and brought up the old things again:

"Revenge is not your business alone, it is also your brother's business. You have even attracted Duan Yingfeng, why can't you tell your brother?
What's more, just you and Duan Yingfeng may not be able to deal with Ke Wanchang. Ke Wanchang's skills are not weak. Think about it carefully, right? "

".it is good."

Huaman pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

"I'll go first."

Li An drank all the foreign wine in the glass, picked up the duffel bag at his feet, and stood up.

Huaman looked at him with a smile, pursed her lips and said.

"Won't you stay a little longer?"

Li An laughed meaningfully:
"Even if I am interested, I think you are only thinking about revenge now, and you should not have any thoughts in this regard."

She originally wanted to tease Li An, but was exposed by Li An, and Hua Man also flashed a blush on her face.

After walking two or three steps, Li An seemed to think of something and stopped again.

"By the way, there is something I forgot to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Huaman opened her mouth and asked.

Li An looked Huaman up and down.

This woman is wearing a white lace shirt, a pair of nude high heels, tall and slender black nine-point pants, and light makeup. It is pleasing to the eye and at the same time a wind of pure desire blows towards her face.

The perfect combination of purity and sexy, with both pure temperament and sexy temptation, it is really eye-catching.

Li An said with an appreciative tone:
"I think you should dress up like this to look charming. Your previous outfits were too gorgeous and coquettish."

The woman raised her eyebrows.

"To put it bluntly, are you saying that my previous dress was too coquettish?"

"Coquettishness only makes people want to sleep, but coquettishness makes people want to love."

After saying that, Li An coughed, wiped his head and left.

Huaman didn't look angry, instead he smiled, picked up the wine glass, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

dentist clinic.

Duan Zhejiang, who has gray hair and is wearing a white coat, is bending over and helping someone see a dentist.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

Duan Yingfeng walked in with a frown on his face.

Duan Zhejiang looked up at him, lowered his head and asked:
"The clinic is so busy at night, where have you been?"

Seeing that the patient was just cleaning his mouth, Duan Yingfeng said:
"Sorry, we are closing. Please come back tomorrow."

"What do you mean? I haven't seen half of them closed." The patient complained.

Duan Yingfeng just looked at him without speaking.

The man reluctantly stood up from his chair and pulled off the cloth around him.

"Hey, I won't come to your clinic for dental treatment next time." He muttered and walked out of the clinic holding his cheek.

Duan Zhejiang's expression was serious: "What's the matter with you? How can there be any reason to drive customers out when you open the door to do business?"

Duan Yingfeng turned a deaf ear, closed the door, walked up to Duan Zhejiang, and said in a calm tone:

"Didn't you ask me where I went at night? I went to Guangming Street with someone."

Noticing his nephew's tone, Duan Zhejiang couldn't help but frown.

"As a grown-up like you, I can't control where you go. But today Ke Wanchang's people are cleaning Fu Shou Jin's opium shop on Guangming Street. It's better not to go there these two days to avoid getting burned."

"We went to kill Fu Shou Jin."

Duan Yingfeng interrupted Duan Zhejiang's words.

"What did you say?"

Duan Zhejiang's expression changed.

"How many times have I told you not to get involved in the club's affairs? Have you forgotten about Xiaozhi?"

"I will not forget what happened to Xiaozhi, but similarly, I will not forget my father's death either."

Duan Yingfeng was expressionless: "Let me ask you again, how did my father die 15 years ago?"

Duan Zhejiang paused, avoided Duan Yingfeng's eyes, took off his white coat, and hung it on the wall.

"Didn't I tell you? Why are you asking me?"

"But I want to hear you say it again."

"No matter how many times I say it, it's the same. Chao Mengshan will kill your father."

Duan Zhejiang was a little angry.

Duan Yingfeng stared at Duan Zhejiang with burning eyes, gritted his teeth and said:
"The person I respect the most is you. You raised me and I have always followed your example. But why are you still lying at this time?"

"I do not have!"

"But that's not what Fu Shou Jin said before he died. Whether it was my father or Master Chao, it was the president of the hometown association who asked someone to do something."

Duan Yingfeng grabbed Duan Zhejiang's collar and asked angrily:

"Why don't you tell the truth? Why are you still lying to me now? Why do you want to force Master Chao to death? Why do you have to worry so much? Just tell me."

Duan Zhejiang pushed Duan Yingfeng away and said fiercely:

"You think I am willing? You were not there, and you have no idea what happened back then. The killer could punch through the wall with one punch, and his body was as hard as iron.

My fist hit him, and he felt absolutely nothing. You don’t understand that feeling of powerlessness at all, you don’t understand.”

"So you just watch my dad being killed? Huh?!"

Duan Yingfeng had tears in his eyes, clenched his fists, and walked towards Duan Zhejiang step by step.

The fist slammed down.

But in the end, the fist stopped in front of Duan Zhejiang and did not hit him.

Duan Yingfeng threw Duan Zhejiang to the ground angrily.

"The descendants of the Chao family have returned to the walled city. If you are willing to go and show Master Chao's innocence and let them do whatever they want, my father, Izumi Izhi, will forgive you, and I will forgive you too."

Duan Zhejiang shook his head desperately:
"No, I can't say anything, the killer will come looking for me."

"That person is the enemy who killed my father and your brother. Do you know what you are talking about!!"

Duan Yingfeng pointed at Duan Zhejiang and yelled angrily.

Duan Zhejiang squatted on the ground and murmured.

"I can't go. The killer said that if I tell what happened that night, he will beat me to death."

Duan Yingfeng took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"This matter is not up to you. Once we kill Ke Wanchang, I will take you to meet the descendants of the Chao family."

In the early morning, the rising sun turned the sky orange.

On the rooftop made of cement, Li An's upper body was naked, sweat dripped from his muscular arms, and the strong wind brought by his fists and feet gradually stopped.

The boxing skills have reached great perfection, and the speed of integration has also been further improved.

Li An also had a deeper understanding of the integration of wrestling and Baguazhang walking and turning.

A towel was handed over.

Li An took the towel, wiped the sweat from his neck, and asked:
"Think about it."

Huaman in front of him nodded and said softly:
"You are right, revenge is not just my business."

"As long as you can figure it out, your brother should be here soon."

Li An said while wiping the sweat on his body with a towel.

Da da
Light footsteps sounded.

Li An glanced at the visitor and chuckled:
"Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here. You two, brother and sister, have a nice chat and I won't disturb you anymore."

He took the short shirt hanging on the cement pillar and put it on, put the towel around his neck, and walked towards the boxer.

"Why are you so late for boxing practice today?"

Li An asked casually.

"Diao Lan has a friend who has been close to her since childhood who came to the Walled City to see her. He is a guest, so we chatted a little more."

"Diao Lan's friend?"

Li An was disturbed: "What's his name?"

Diao Lan is Yang Zhuluan's killer, and he knows this very well.

Now that Diao Lan's killer friend has appeared, it means that Yang Zhuluan will take action soon.

Boxer thought for a moment:
"It seems to be called Jay Chou. Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing."

Li An shook his head and then said, "Hua Man comes to see you for something, so go ahead."

Longjin Road, Central Casino, second floor.

"Mr. Ke, you are looking for me."

A man in a white shirt opened the door and walked in.

"How do Fushoujin's goods usually come out? Have you found out?"

Kewanchang, who was sitting on the chair without raising his head, exhaled a puff of smoke and put out the cigar in his hand.

The man stood opposite him and nodded quietly:
"We have found out. According to Ma Zai, who is under Fu Shou Jin, there is a bowl cake factory in Chengzhai. The owner is Yang Zhuluan. The bowl cakes produced are supplied to Kowloon and the New Territories.

Every time Fu Shou Jin shipped the goods, he handed them over to Yang Zhuluan, and under the cover of the Bo Zai cake, he unknowingly moved the goods out of the city and delivered them to the buyers. "

Ke Wanchang sneered:
"No wonder Feng Chunmei and I haven't found out how Fu Shou Jin is delivered for so many years."

His eyelids were drooped and he tapped his fingers on the table.

"If this is the case, does it mean that Yang Zhuluan has the buyer's information?"

The man thought for a long time before observing Ke Wanchang's face and said:

"Although Ma Zai, who works for Fu Shou Jin, said that the boss of Bo Zai Cake was forced by Fu Shou Jin, Yang Zhuluan, who has helped Fu Shou Jin transport goods for so many years, must have some knowledge of the buyer's information."

A smile appeared on Ke Wanchang's face.

"What an unexpected surprise. The master who makes Fu Shou Jin powder has agreed to help me.

Now that we have Yang Zhuluan, we don’t have to spend any energy finding buyers ourselves. As soon as the goods are made, we can use Fu Shou Jin’s previous channels to ship them smoothly. "

(End of this chapter)