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

Chapter 162
Huaman leaned back without thinking, and the strong wind of the umbrella flew almost close to her face.

Then Huaman straightened up, twisted his waist and turned sideways, turned around and hit Ke Wanchang's temple fiercely with his elbow!
Ke Wanchang, who was opposite her, also reacted very quickly. He kicked off his left calf, dodged and retreated without hesitation, and swung the umbrella in his hand upwards.

"Oh!"

The moment he pulled away Huaman's elbow, the umbrella stopped abruptly, and then stretched straight forward, with the tip of the umbrella poking directly into Huaman's throat.

After forcing Huaman back with one blow, Ke Wanchang was not in a hurry to pursue, but looked at the woman in front of him with a ferocious look on his face.

"Since the goods of Fu Shou Jin suddenly appeared in Long Chenghu Ame's store, I thought that someone was secretly plotting against our hometown association.

Now that Feng Chunmei and Fu Shoujin died, I guessed that that person would come to me sooner or later, but what I didn't expect was that it was a woman who came to my door. "

Huaman gave a soft drink, said nothing, and rushed over quickly.

But this time, Ke Wanchang seemed to be a different person. As soon as they came into contact, the evenly matched situation between the two was broken when they first met.

The umbrella in her hand hit Huaman's fist horizontally.

Before Huaman could change his moves, his right leg quickly rose up and struck Huaman hard on the abdomen.

Huaman groaned, covering her abdomen, and stepped back one after another.

Ke Wanchang slowly approached and coldly snorted:
"You beat Fushoujin's God to death without fear of pain, so you think this old guy like me is easy to deal with?

Let me tell you, my kung fu is the most powerful in the entire hometown association. "

After the words fell to the ground, Ke Wanchang lifted his right foot off the ground, hugged his knees and stepped forward.

His left hand was like electricity, and he struck down with a single whip, hitting Huaman's blocking elbow firmly. He flipped his right wrist, clenched the umbrella body tightly with his five fingers, and handed it forward.

Huaman subconsciously stretched out his arms to block, but was pushed back by the huge force.

At the same time, Bo Zai Cake Shop.

When Li An walked into the store, he saw a mess.

The shelves fell to the ground, flour, bowl cakes and broken porcelain bowls were scattered on the ground, leaving people with nowhere to put their feet.

There were still some fears on the faces of the more than ten waiters in the store, and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows was sitting slumped on the ground.

Li An set his sights on middle-aged people.

The middle-aged man's hair was disheveled and his body was covered with dust. The large footprints on his white shirt were very conspicuous, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth. He looked quite embarrassed.

Yang Zhuluan.

Li An narrowed his eyes and strode inside.

He didn't stop until he reached Yang Zhuluan.

"What's the matter with you?"

Yang Zhuluan looked up at Li An, put his hands on the ground and prepared to stand up.

Li An reached out and gave him a hand.

"Boss Yang, I just heard that your Bobo cake tastes good, and I want to buy some Boba cake to try."

There was a bit of bitterness on Yang Zhuluan's face.

"You also saw the situation in the store, I'm really sorry."

"There's no more left?" Li An looked a little disappointed.

"Why are you so ignorant? Didn't you see that this is already happening in the store?"

The guy next to me seemed to be a little overwhelmed and couldn't help but interject.

Yang Zhuluan waved his hand to interrupt the clerk, thought for a while, and said:

"Then wait a moment and I'll look for any clean ones."

"Then thank you, Boss Yang."

Li An thanked him.

Not caring about the looks of these guys, he unceremoniously pulled out a stool and sat down.

After a while, Yang Zhuluan found a clean bowl of bowl cake from the steamer that fell to the ground and came over.

Li An took the bowl cake and asked:

"how much is it?"

"No money, just treat it as a treat."

"How can this work?"

Li An shook his head, took out a coin from his pocket and stuffed it into Yang Zhuluan's hand.

Yang Zhuluan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept.

"Boss, Ke Wanchang is fighting with someone outside."

At this time, a waiter finally walked to the door of the store, noticed the movement outside the door, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yang Zhuluan walked over and took a look.

"Don't worry about them, it's none of our business."

"No, boss, the guy wearing glasses seems to be Dr. Duan from the dental clinic in Alley [-], Longjin Road." said the clerk.

Yang Zhuluan looked a little serious.

"Don't read it, you're worried about getting burned."

After saying this, he glanced at Li An, who was sitting carelessly in the shop eating a bowl of cake, frowned slightly, turned around and walked to the back room.

"Fist, go help Huaman and leave Long Chenghu to me."

Duan Yingfeng saw Huaman falling into a disadvantage out of the corner of his eye and said something quickly.

"it is good."

The boxer responded without any hesitation and rushed towards Ke Wanchang.

Long Chenghu leapt forward, trying to stop the boxer.

An elbow hit his back with strong wind.

Long Chenghu twisted his waist and turned around, kicked off the ground, and hit his elbow hard with a knee.

"Your opponent is me."

Duan Yingfeng moved his arms and looked serious.

"Okay, then I'll deal with you first."

At this time, the wound on Long Chenghu's right arm had already collapsed, and his clothes were soaked with blood and dyed dark red.

His slightly pale face was expressionless, and he rushed forward regardless.

Huaman gradually became exhausted.

After these few rounds, the gap between the two became more and more obvious, from being slightly inferior before to now being almost one-sided.

"How long can you last?"

Ke Wanchang's tone was indifferent.

Holding the umbrella with both hands, the tip of the umbrella poked Huaman's abdomen.

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air.

Ke Wanchang turned around and saw a wooden box smashing towards him.

His steps stopped, his waist sank, and the umbrella in his hand slammed against the wooden box!
The wooden box exploded suddenly, and sawdust flew everywhere, making Ke Wanchang subconsciously squint his eyes.

The boxer leaped forward like a tiger, swooping forward and smashing his fists on the blocking umbrella.

With a slant of his step, he ran into Ke Wanchang's arms regardless of his body, and he bumped into him with a close push.

At the same time, Huaman no longer had any scruples. He stepped closer and slashed Ke Wanchang's Tianling Gai with his tiger-clawed right hand with all his strength.

Ke Wanchang's pressure suddenly increased, but his skills lived up to his boast.

When he stepped back and flipped his wrist, the umbrella hit the boxer's shoulder first, knocking the boxer's body to a halt.

The single whip hand of his left hand slashed out horizontally and hit Huaman's wrist.

After forcing the two men back, Ke Wanchang did not take advantage of the situation to pursue them. Instead, he took two steps back and looked around with his eyes.

He seemed to be examining something.

At this time, Long Chenghu, whose wound had collapsed, was being pestered by Duan Yingfeng.

The horse boys under him were also chopped to the ground, and a dozen thugs with obvious things in their hands were pressing towards them.

The situation in front of him became increasingly unfavorable to Ke Wanchang. "Mr. Ke, you go first and don't worry about me."

Long Chenghu shouted, obviously noticing the current situation.

He forced Duan Yingfeng back with a knee strike and tried to charge forward, but Duan Yingfeng blocked him again.

Ke Wan pursed his lips without leaving a trace. Seeing Huaman and Quan Lao rushing forward again, he gritted his teeth and retreated decisively, holding an umbrella in both hands.

"Brother, be careful."

Huaman's reaction was not unpleasant. He pushed the boxer beside him away, twisted his waist, and spun around to avoid it.

Two steel needles flew towards her, almost touching her cheeks.

With a whoosh, it penetrated into the chest of Dazai not far behind Huaman. The man looked down at his chest in confusion, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ke Wanchang retreated while aiming the tip of his umbrella at the two people and twisting the umbrella handle.

Huaman pulled Boxer over, and the two of them jumped directly behind the tricycle on the right.

Several steel needles flew past one after another and pierced the wall behind the two people. Less than half of them were inserted, and the remaining half trembled slightly.

Then the umbrella tip moved sideways, and several steel needles shot straight towards Duan Fengfeng.

When the two of them poked their heads out, the figures of Ke Wanchang and Long Chenghu just disappeared around the corner of the street.

"He ran away."

The boxer punched the wall behind him unwillingly.

"Without the territory of the Walled City, Ke Wanchang will be truly penniless. He will come back."

Huaman said softly.

There was no hint of discouragement in his tone.

After all, she never expected to kill Ke Wanchang so easily this time.

"Take care of this place and send the injured to the hospital."

"I understand, Sister Huaman."

With a gentle breath, Huaman walked towards Bo Zai Cake Shop.

In a messy shop.

Li An was sitting on a stool, holding a piece of bowl cake in his hand and eating it with relish.

Seeing the three people entering the door, Li An asked:

"Ran away by Ke Wanchang?"

"Ah."

Huaman nodded.

Li An was not surprised. Hua Man wanted to take revenge on his own, and he was not surprised that Ke Wanchang ran away.

Under the premise of not using a gun, it still depends on personal skill.

The twenty or so beaters that Huaman brought were not enough for Long Chenghu and the others to beat just one person, and they could not directly change the outcome.

That is to say, Long Chenghu was injured. Otherwise, with the strength of Huaman, Duan Yingfeng, and Quan Lao, even if they join forces, they would not be able to deal with Long Chenghu alone.

What's more, Ke Wanchang's strength is not bad, and he carries a hidden weapon with him.
Even if you can't win, you can still get away by running.

While the two were talking, the waiter who was cleaning up the shop glanced at Huaman and the others carefully, looking a little nervous.

These guys all saw the fight in front of the store just now.

At this time, Yang Zhuluan walked out of the back room. The dust on his face and the blood on the corners of his mouth had been cleaned away, and he didn't look as embarrassed as before.

He said softly:
"There's no need to clean up. Let's go back first."

"Let's go, boss."

Seeing the guys leaving, Yang Zhuluan glanced at the messy shop with a little loss on his face.

Li An stuffed the bowl of cake into his mouth and sighed deliberately:
"Boss Yang, don't mention it. The bowl cakes in your store taste pretty good. I wanted to eat two more pieces, but unfortunately they were all smashed by Ke Wanchang."

Yang Zhuluan looked at Li An and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, maybe I won't open this store again in the future."

"Boss Yang has opened the Bobo Cake Shop for so many years. It would be a pity that it will not open like this."

Li An sighed with emotion.

But the always enthusiastic boxer asked:
"Boss Yang, why did Ke Wanchang destroy your store?"

Yang Zhuluan remained silent and did not speak.

"Don't worry, we are not bad people. We just came to Ke Wanchang just for revenge."

As if he was worried that Yang Zhuluan would misunderstand, Quan Lao explained.

Yang Zhuluan shook his head.

"I know you are not bad people, it's my own fault."

Li An interrupted:

"Hey, Boss Yang, that was a gang fight on the street just now.

Although Ke Wanchang is not a good person, but this kid just said this casually, do you believe that they are good people?Is it too easy to trust people? "

Huaman looked at Li An suspiciously, with a strange look on his face.

But when Yang Zhuluan heard this, he said to Li An seriously:
"I believe in Master Duan Tongtian."

He looked at Duan Yingfeng.

"I know you are Master Duan's son. Master Duan is a hero in the eyes of everyone in the city. I believe his son will not be a bad person."

"Do you know my dad?" Duan Yingfeng asked subconsciously.

Yang Zhuluan nodded:
"15 years ago, thanks to your father's protection, we residents of the Walled City were able to live in peace for so many years.

But since your father's accident, a large number of social groups have flocked to the walled city, engaged in pornography, gambling, drugs, and committed crimes. The walled city has been in decline for 15 years. "

His face was full of shame.

"And I was forced by Fu Shou Jin and followed him to do many unjust things. I originally thought that I would be free once Fu Shou Jin died, but I didn't expect that Ke Wanchang would come to visit me again today."

"A good man doesn't want to suffer the consequences. Those people in the hometown association are inhumane. I think Boss Yang might as well just agree to Ke Wanchang."

Li An suddenly interrupted Yang Zhuluan.

"Do you know what Ke Wanchang wants me to do for him?" Yang Zhuluan said fiercely.

Li An stood up, with an expression on his face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"Why don't Boss Yang tell us, maybe we can help?"

Yang Zhuluan paused, lowered his head, and said dryly:
"You can't help me. Ke Wanchang came to my door today. It's probably because God has seen that I have done too many harms to others and is unwilling to forgive me."

"Actually, I think so too."

Li An laughed heartily and suddenly twisted his waist and raised his legs!
He raised his feet like a dragon and hit Yang Zhuluan's chest with a fierce side kick!

A series of blood drops dripped from the corners of Yang Zhuluan's mouth and splashed in the air.

He was kicked one meter away, and his back hit the wall. Fine cracks on the wall spread around Yang Zhuluan's back.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yang Zhuluan fell to the ground with a thud.

After a while, he pressed his back against the wall, struggled to stand up, and spoke with difficulty:
"You, what are you doing?"

Li An didn't say anything, and stepped forward on the ground.

The moment he got closer, he stepped forward, twisted his waist, raised his hips, and bumped into Yang Zhuluan's chest.

Li An's sudden outburst made Hua Man and the other three people a little stunned.

Seeing Li An take action again, Duan Yingfeng and Quan Lao took a step forward, as if they wanted to stop him.

Huaman quickly grabbed the two of them and shook her head at them.

From the cracks on the wall, it is enough to see the strength of Li An's kick.

Huaman thought to himself that even if he had been practicing boxing for many years, if he received such a kick to the chest, even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured and fall to the ground unable to get up.

But Yang Zhuluan, an ordinary person, could stand up despite being hit by such a powerful and heavy kick.
(End of this chapter)