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

Chapter 161: Intimidation, taking action
In order to collect enough money to buy goods to save his daughter, Ke Wanchang spent almost half of his fortune.

Now except for some pitiful working capital used to maintain the operation of several gambling houses, Ke Wanchang can no longer spare any extra money.

After taking over the site of Fu Shou Jin, and having the delivery channel of Yangzhuluan Bozi Cake Factory, as long as a few shipments are made in a short period of time, part of the losses can be recovered.

Let him solve the urgent problem.

Ke Wanchang lit a cigar, squinted his eyes, and sorted out the thoughts in his mind.

After a long time, he asked:
"By the way, what happened in Anle Building? How did Feng Xiaman die?"

The man said slowly:

"Those people under Feng Chunmei were all taken over by Huaman, and Anle Building was renamed Huaman Dance Hall. I heard it will open the day after tomorrow.

As for Feng Xiaman, because of what happened to Xinxin last time, the man named Quan Lao came to his door and beat him to death in Anle Building. "

Ke Wanchang laughed out loud:
"What has happened in just a few days is more exciting than in the past year. It seems that we are all being plotted against."

He thought for a while and then said: "Let someone carefully investigate this Huaman. Why should a woman take over Feng Chunmei's territory and manpower?"

"I understand, Mr. Ke."

The man nodded.

At this time, a horse boy came in.

"Mr. Ke, Fu Shou Jin is dead."

Hearing this, Ke Wanchang paused and said:

"Who killed him? Have you found the shipment of Fu Shou Jin?"

Ma Zai shook his head: "Fu Shoujin's body was found in the alley of Guangming Street. I don't know who killed him."

Ke Wanchang frowned, thought for a while, and stood up.

"Go and have a look."

Guangming Street alley.

The narrow alleyway was crowded with onlookers.

"It is not a pity for such a person to die. So many drug addicts in Guangming Street are thanks to him."

"I won't accept this kind of corpse anyway, just move it to expose it to the sun."

"Exposure to the sun will make it easier for him. I think it's only worthy of being fed to dogs."

The crowd murmured to each other, and most of the people watching were filled with indignation when they saw Fu Shou Jin lying crookedly on the ground.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way"

A vicious scolding voice came from behind.

The crowd outside was roughly pushed away.

These people turned around with anger on their faces. When they saw Ke Wanchang's face, they swallowed the words on their lips again and stepped aside with interest.

Ke Wanchang was wearing a gray suit, frowning and holding an umbrella as he walked to Fu Shou Jin's side.

Long Chenghu and six or seven Ma Zai followed him expressionlessly.

Ke Wanchang raised his foot and kicked the crooked corpse to the ground. Long Chenghu knelt down and took a closer look at Fu Shoujin's corpse.

"Mr. Ke, Fu Shoujin died after his skull was crushed."

"Broken skull?"

Ke Wanchang muttered something, and then used the tip of his umbrella to push the clothes off Fu Shou Jin's chest as if he remembered something.

There was a large purple-black color on his chest.

Ke Wanchang's eyes narrowed:
"Bajiquan, a tiger climbing a mountain hard."

He suspected Li An almost immediately.

After all, ever since the three of them failed to find a gunman to kill Li An, things happened one after another. In just a few days, only Ke Wanchang was left in the hometown association.

There is no doubt that Ang Lee is the most suspect.

What's more, in the Western Union Shipyard, Ang Lee used the tiger to climb the mountain twice in the ring.

What made Ke Wanchang a little confused was that Li An had no taboos in doing anything when he came to the walled city and never took them seriously.

Whether it was robbing his gambling house or killing Feng Chunmei, he always came directly to his door and used force to suppress him.

This plot against Fu Shou Jin and him caused the two to turn against each other, which seemed to be somewhat different from Ang Lee's behavior.
Thoughts were rolling in his mind, but Kewan's face showed no signs of it.

He glanced at Fu Shoujin's body again, turned around and left, saying without looking back:

"Throw his body to the dogs."

"I understand, Mr. Ke."

The two horse boys responded.

After leaving the alleys of Guangming Street, Ke Wanchang took a puff of his cigar impatiently. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he asked intentionally or unintentionally:

"Cheng Hu, who do you think Fu Shou Jin was killed by?"

Long Chenghu shook his head:
"do not know."

"Fushoujin was beaten to death by Baji Quan. Do you think it was possible that the boy who was with your grandma last time was beaten to death?"

Ke Wanchang asked again.

Long Chenghu thought for a moment and said hesitantly:
"After taking the medicine of Fu Shou Jin, I am not afraid of pain. Duan Yingfeng is not necessarily Fu Shou Jin's opponent."

Ke Wan looked noncommittal and didn't ask any more questions.

No matter who is behind the scenes, he is the only one left in the fellow villagers association now. If the other party wants to deal with him, sooner or later his flaws will be revealed.

The most urgent task is to get hold of Yang Zhuluan and ship the goods smoothly.

Ke Wanchang led a group of people around for a long time and came to Yang Ji Bo Zai Cake on the corner of Guangming Street.

There are six or seven pedal tricycles lined up at the door with the Yang Ji Bo Zai Cake brand.

"Cheng Hu, please stay outside and watch."

"I understand, Mr. Ke."

Long Chenghu nodded.

Ke Wanchang glanced at the sign on the wall and walked in with only two horse boys.

More than a dozen workers are busy in the small workshop. The steam inside is steaming, and the freshly baked bozi cakes, exuding aroma, are neatly placed on the shelves to cool.

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows, wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, who looked to be 45 or [-] years old, saw Ke Wanchang walking in with someone, and he hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Ke, are you here to buy bowl cakes?"

Ke Wanchang did not answer, but looked up and down at the middle-aged man.

"Are you the owner of this Bo Zai cake shop, Yang Zhuluan?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile on his face:
"The bowl cakes here are all freshly made. If Mr. Ke comes to visit, I will definitely give you a discount. I can ask the waiter to deliver them to your door if you need as much as you need."

"Bo Zai Gao, don't be in a hurry."

Ke Wanchang interrupted him with a smile on his face.

"Boss Yang, no one has ever stopped your Bo Zai Gao in and out of the Walled City for so many years. I thought you paid enough protection fees and the Fushou Gold gave you such face.

Unexpectedly, you secretly helped him transport the goods. "

A trace of panic flashed across Yang Zhuluan's face.

"Mr. Ke, what kind of shipment, I don't know what you are talking about?"

Ke Wanchang saw his expression in his eyes and his tone remained unchanged:
"You don't have to deny it. If I hadn't found out that this was indeed the case, I wouldn't have come to the door."

Seemingly worried that Ke Wanchang would blame him, Yang Zhuluan was a little panicked and hurriedly explained:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ke, I'm just an ordinary boss of a bakery shop. I'm really not a member of Fu Shou Jin. I was forced to do this.

Fu Shou Jin threatened me with the lives of the guys, so I had no choice but to help him transport the goods. "

Ke Wanchang waved his hand.

"Don't worry, whether you are from Fushoujin or not, I won't blame you."

Seeing that Ke Wan didn't look like he was joking, Yang Zhuluan was visibly relieved.

He observed Ke Wanchang's face, looking worried.

"Then I don't know what's wrong with Mr. Ke coming to see me?"

Ke Wanchang smiled and said unhurriedly:

"I came here specifically to ask for your help. You have helped Fu Shou Jin transport goods for so many years, so you must have some information about those buyers."

Hearing this, Yang Zhuluan remained silent.

When Ke Wanchang saw the other person's expression, he knew it, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

"Don't tell me that for so many years you only helped him transport goods and didn't know anything about other things.

Let me tell you, I hate it when others treat me as an idiot. "

Yang Zhuluan lowered his head and whispered:
".Understand a little bit." "That's right."

Ke Wanchang nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:

"Don't say I don't take care of you. You won't have to pay the protection fee for Bo Zai Cake Shop in the future.

Just sort out the buyer's information and give it to me, and then everything will continue as usual, and you can help me ship the goods in the future. "

Yang Zhuluan's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to say:
"Mr. Ke, I can give you the buyer's information. But I will never help others ship goods again."

Before he could finish his words, Ke Wanchang raised his knees and kicked him hard in the chest with his right foot.

Yang Zhuluan's back hit the shelf, and the small bowls of bozi cakes scattered on the floor, with pieces flying everywhere!

"Boss, are you okay?"

The two guys couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

The smile on Ke Wanchang's face faded.

"You can get lucky if you help me with longevity gold, but you can't help me, Ke Wanchang. Are you looking down on me, Ke Wanchang?"

Yang Zhuluan collapsed on the ground, covering his chest with his right hand, and spoke with difficulty:
"Mr. Ke, I have a troubled conscience and I really don't want to harm anyone anymore. Can you let me go?"

"Having a bad conscience? You don't want to harm anyone, do you?"

Ke Wanchang's face was full of ferocity. He took a step forward and kicked Yang Zhuluan violently one after another.

Along with the screams, a trace of bright red blood seeped out from the corner of Yang Zhuluan's mouth.

Ke Wanchang retracted his right foot and took a deep breath.

He knelt down again and helped Yang Zhuluan straighten his shirt.

"I'll give you three days to think about it, and the first batch of goods will be made in three days. If you are unlucky, not only you, but also your guys will not be alive by then.

This kind of thing only happens the first time and countless times. From the moment you help Fu Shou Jin transport goods, you have no choice. "

Ke Wanchang stood up and waved his hand.

"Smashed his shop."

"Bad bones."

Ke Wanchang spat and led his subordinate Ma Zai out of the Bo Zai Cake Shop.

Long Chenghu glanced at the messy shop floor, paused, and approached Ke Wanchang.

"Mr. Ke, where are you going now?"

"I'll go home to be with my daughter. I'll leave the city's affairs to you. If anything happens, just call me and let me know."

"Okay, Mr. Ke."

Long Chenghu nodded.

The group of people walked four or five steps before leaving the door of Bo Zai Cake Shop.

A figure walked over.

Seeing the person coming, Ke Wanchang's eyes narrowed and he stopped.

Long Chenghu took a step forward and stood in front of Li An.

"Chenghu."

Long Chenghu looked back at Ke Wanchang and stepped aside silently.

Li An smiled at Long Chenghu: "There's no need to be so nervous, I'm not interested in fighting with you."

Ke Wanchang looked directly at Li An and asked calmly.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Li An smiled when he heard this, and then turned his attention to Ke Wanchang.

"Ke Wanchang, you are the only one who is going to die from this fellow countryman, and you are still so domineering? Do you think you have to take care of me when I come here to see the excitement?"

Ke Wan had a big smile on his face: "How could that happen?"

"That's it."

Li An didn't give him a good tone at all. He said this and walked towards Bo Zai Cake Shop.

Ke Wanchang watched Li An walk into the store, his face uncertain.

Just when he was thinking about whether to follow him or not, a large number of chaotic footsteps sounded one after another.

From the direction that Li An came from just now, more than twenty people came vaguely, with evil faces and bright things in their hands.

When Ke Wanchang saw this, his face quickly darkened.

Huaman stepped out of the crowd and looked at him coldly.

"Ke Wanchang!"

Ke Wanchang looked up and down at the woman in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Huaman."

Seeing the murderous intent on the face of the woman in front of him, Ke Wanchang narrowed his eyes.

"I've long heard that a woman named Huaman took over Feng Chunmei's territory. It turns out it's you. You really can't look down on women at all.

I don’t know what’s wrong with you bringing so many people here this time? "

"kill you!"

Huaman said no more, waved his hand, and more than 20 people behind him pressed forward.

She stepped forward and rushed straight towards Ke Wanchang.

Long Chenghu glanced at the five or six gangsters on his side and said very quickly:

"Mr. Ke, let's stop her, you go first."

After saying that, he faced Huaman.

Huaman twisted her waist, passed by Long Chenghu, sprinted forward, and stabbed Ke Wanchang's chest with her elbow!
Long Chenghu turned around, and just as he was about to step forward to stop him, a dog-legged knife came towards him.

He dodged to avoid it, stood up from the ground, and hit the man's chin with a knee!

There was a dull fleshy bang.

Accompanied by the clearly audible sound of bones, the man leaned back and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, two fists from behind hit his head diagonally, one from the left and the other from the right.

Long Chenghu's expression changed, almost instinctively, his body dwarfed, and his fist almost brushed his scalp.

After rolling on the spot and pulling away, Long Chenghu stood up and looked at the two people who attacked him.

"Duan Yingfeng, boxer."

He stared at the two of them closely, his tone cold.

The boxer looked serious:

"Long Chenghu, thank you for your help last time at Taibo Shiduo store. But I won't hold back this time, I'm sorry."

"Then let the horse come over."

Long Chenghu shouted softly and rushed over.

A fierce and fast left hand punch went straight to the boxer's face, hitting the boxer's blocking elbow. His left foot stopped, his right leg was lifted up, and it hit the boxer's chest like a steel whip. abdomen.

The boxer stretched out his arm to block, and took two steps back after being hit.

At this time, an elbow hit Long Chenghu's neck with strong wind.

Glancing at Duan Yingfeng who was close, Long Chenghu swung his right leg to the ground, took over his right leg with his left leg, leaned back, raised his left leg into the sky, and kicked Duan Yingfeng's elbow.

bang.

Duan Yingfeng took a step back, moved his elbows, looked at each other with the boxer, and each of them hit Long Chenghu's chest with a hammer.

Long Cheng straightened up with the strength of his waist, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists to face the two of them.

The moment his right fist connected with Duan Yingfeng's fist, Long Chenghu's face turned pale and he subconsciously stepped back.

Soon, strands of blood soaked through his clothes on his right shoulder.

Duan Yingfeng assumed a posture with two elbows.

"Long Chenghu, this is a grudge between us and Ke Wanchang. You are injured and you are no match for the two of us."

Long Chenghu's face was expressionless and he didn't give in.

“Whether it’s your opponent or not, you won’t know until you try it.”

On the other side, seeing Huaman stab his chest with an elbow, Ke Wanchang kicked his front foot back and took half a step back lightly to avoid Huaman's elbow.

Then he raised his right hand, and with the strong wind in his hand, the umbrella hit Huaman's neck from bottom to top!

(End of this chapter)