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

Chapter 42 Conditions
It was only a blink of an eye from Li An's sudden violent explosion to the horse-faced man falling to the ground.

Completely beyond everyone's expectations.

They couldn't believe that the man in front of them dared to take action when facing more than 30 of them!
So Brother Ten didn't react until Li An's voice fell to the ground.

He first glanced at the horse-faced man lying on the ground with his mouth covered.

Then he raised his head and stared at Li An with his eyes uncertain.

"Playing a hero?"

"That's not true! I just don't like being scolded. Especially by a guy like him who doesn't keep his mouth shut."

Li An shook his head slowly, his expression calm.

“I like to follow rules the most, and I can’t control other things.

But here, you come to recruit people in a big way, and the people you find are still working with me, so you have to give me a reason to convince me.

Otherwise, let alone Wu Shihao himself, he is here. There is no reason for me to hand him over to you.

And I'll only think you're here to make trouble. "

Brother Ten laughed angrily:

"Okay, if you learn some boxing and kicking, you will really consider yourself a hero."

He took the dog-leg knife from the boy beside him and became furious.

"Cut him to death!"

Hulala, a large group of people gathered around here.

Brother Ten showed a cruel smile on his face, raised the dog-leg knife in his hand, and slashed at Li An's face.

Li An glanced at the horse boys who were coming to this side, without any panic on his face.

He stepped to the left, slightly bent his left palm to rest on Brother Ten's wrist, raised it up, and stretched his right hand forward to clasp Brother Ten's neck.

This lightning-like move shocked Brother Ten.

Not to mention that the other party grabbed the wrist before he was able to chop off the knife, but the palm of the other party's grab almost touched his neck.

Brother Ten also learned boxing and kicking kung fu from Wang Laoji for a period of time.

Although it was left behind.

But he also knows that as long as he is grabbed by the throat by the other party, he is really under the control of others.

Brother Ten subconsciously ducked back, and the Li An in front of him actually rubbed his raised right arm and walked around behind him.

His face suddenly changed, and without waiting for his reaction, accompanied by a faint clicking sound, there was a sharp pain in the hollow of his knee.

Brother Ten groaned, his lower body went limp, and he fell to his knees, with thin beads of cold sweat breaking out from his pale face.

Li An didn't hold back his hand, and smashed his elbow on his face, hitting his head on the ground with a crisp bang.

Picking up the dog-leg knife that fell on the ground, he squatted down and put the knife on Brother Ten's neck.

He looked at Brother Ten with a half-smile on his face.

"Haven't you heard of the word blood spattered five steps?"

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Brother Ten spat out a mouthful of blood, hugged his legs and lay on the ground without saying a word.

The group of younger brothers who came over stopped immediately, neither advancing nor retreating.

The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

Seeing this situation, the little horse who had been standing aside watching the excitement finally lost his temper.

Even Pony Ma, who had always been carefree, turned serious.

Although the tenth brother has always had opinions on the two brothers.

But in the final analysis, the three of them are all for the business of Zihua stalls.

The two brothers looked at each other.

Ma Shaolin stepped forward and looked at Li An:

"Li An, no matter how good you are at fighting, you can still beat more than 30 of us by yourself. In this way, let Brother Ten go, and forget about this matter."

Li An looked at him with a cold face.

At this moment, a steady voice came from outside the field.

"What? The more people are bullying the less people?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted the attention of big and small horses.

Li An turned his head to look at San Jiangshui who was walking over in a hurry, and shouted:

"Brother!"

Sanjiang Shui nodded in greeting and looked at Ma Shaolin who was speaking playfully.

"More than people?"

He smiled and shouted:
"My own people come out!"

The sound was heard far away on the pier.

After a short while, noisy footsteps sounded one after another.

A large group of coolies held a long wooden club as tall as a man's forearm, and surrounded him in a dense manner, with more people joining in from behind.

Everyone in the field looked at the crowd of coolies, roughly no less than two to three hundred people, swallowed hard, and subconsciously backed away.

Sanjiang Shui glanced at Ma Shaolin, who looked ugly, and said disdainfully:

"More people than me? Just two or three big cats like you, and you still say you are a gangster?"

Ma Shaolin stopped talking immediately.

Sanjiangshui counted the number of people in the arena and smiled:
"Don't be so embarrassed. I only have about 35 people here. As long as the [-] of you perform normally, one against ten, we can tie.

Of course, if you are a little braver, wow, one fights eleven, then we will attack the street.So, you still have a chance. "

Seeing that the situation was stronger than others, Ma Shaolin could only give in:

"Brother, stop joking, let's admit defeat this time."

"joke?"

San Jiangshui's expression changed, and he sneered: "When you were bullying my junior brother just now, it didn't look like you were joking."

Ma Shaolin's expression changed.

He looked at Li An with a smile on his face:
"Lee An, how can you let us go?"

Li An put down the dogleg knife in his hand.

"Let's talk about how Wu Shihao offended you first."

"The Zihua stalls in Kowloon City have always been the business of my godfather Wang Laoji. Wu Shihao and the others interfered in Shek Kip Mei and broke the rules."

Li An frowned and asked in a deep voice: "You mean he is making calligraphy stalls?"

"As far as we know, it was his brother named Dawei who did it."

Ma Shaolin didn't hide anything, and answered honestly.

Seeing that Li An didn't say anything, he continued:
"If you let us go, we won't pursue the matter of Zihuadang."

Hearing this, Li An understood.

Presumably Venus Williams' physical discomfort in the past few days was just an excuse.

Just relying on this, let Ma Shaolin go
Li An shook his head:

"The Hong Kong Governor didn't say that your godfather Wang Laoji's business in Kowloon is owned by Wang Laoji. How can he break the rules?"

He paused, and looked at Ma Shaolin meaningfully:
"In this way, if you promise me one more condition, I will let you go."

"What condition?" Ma Shaolin hesitated.

Li An stood up and smiled: "When I think about it, I will naturally come to you. Whether you agree or not is up to you."

Ma Shaolin thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded: ".Okay."

(End of this chapter)