Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 622
"Where's Chen Zhen?"

Nong Jinsun dressed neatly and came to the courtyard.

"Go to Photon!"

Huo Tingen looked back at him when he heard the sound, and asked, "Uncle Nong, do you want to go out?"

"This kid is really fascinated by that neon woman."

Nong Jinsun muttered helplessly, before saying, "I'm going to Lao Xie's place to inquire about the situation, as well as your Uncle Zhao. There is a telegram that needs to be sent to him."

"When will he come back? I haven't seen him for a long time since the last condolence."

Huo Tingen asked: "Did he say when he would return to Tianjin? Can I go with him and send my father back?"

"He hasn't finished his work yet, so he probably won't be back in a while."

Nong Jinsun shook his head and said: "But what you said is right. After all, people have to return to their roots after all their lives. After this matter is over, Master Huo must be sent back. No matter what, he must be buried in the grave of his ancestors." !"

"Uncle Nong..."

Huo Tingen asked with some hesitation: "Do you think Feinan's movie is reliable? In case the Neon Army really wants to deal with us, can a movie stop real bullets?"

"I can't tell."

Nong Jinsun sighed: "But we have no way out. This is the foundation laid by your father and us old fellows. We must never give up. No matter what, we must give it a try."

"I understand."

Huo Tingen nodded vigorously.

"You go and guide them to practice boxing! Everything will be discussed after Anan makes the movie. Also, remember to strengthen your guard."

"it is good!"

Coming out of Jingwumen, Nong Jinsun directly took a rickshaw and came to a small building outside the French Concession.

There are many tenants in this building, Nong Jinsun went upstairs and knocked on the door of a room.

A young and alert guy opened the door, saw him, opened the door, and said hello: "Uncle Nong."

"Liu Ming, where's your Uncle Zhao?"

"In the back room."

Entering the house, Nong Jinsun took off his hat, and an old man with gray beard and hair walked up to him, and hugged him with a smile. It was Huo Yuanjia's brother, Huo Tingen's uncle, Zhao Jingyuan.

After meeting Li, the two sat down, Zhao Jingyuan said with a smile: "I heard about the Hongkou Dojo, Ting En and Chen Zhen are really good guys, they did things beautifully, it's really refreshing."

Nong Jinsun shook his head and sighed: "Relief is to relieve qi, but if you poke a hornet's nest, it will be a big trouble to deal with the aftermath!"

Zhao Jingyuan asked: "Last time, I heard from you that the guy surnamed Fei took you to make some kind of movie. He wanted to use this to put pressure on the Neon Army. How did the movie go?"

"The filming has already been finished, but it still needs to be cut out."

Nong Jinsun explained: "It's like the fabric has been spun, and it has to be cut and sewed before it can be made into clothes. Alas! Who knows if there is any drama?"

"I think there is a play!"

Zhao Jingyuan said sternly: "This kid surnamed Fei has a brain enough to think of such an idea, and he made it happen. He really has some tricks. There is a saying that the mouth of the people is better than Fangchuan. I want to engage in a public opinion war, and when I finish my work, I must see this kid with my own eyes."

"Let's see when the time comes! Let's wait until the Fist of Fury Sect has passed this level first."

As Nong Jinsun said, he took out a piece of paper from his briefcase and handed it to Zhao Jingyuan: "This is a telegram from Tianjin to you."

After receiving the paper, Zhao Jingyuan glanced at it, and couldn't help but change his expression: "Not good!"

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?"

Liu Ming who opened the door asked.

Zhao Jingyuan's face was solemn: "There is a distinguished guest coming to Shanghai."

"What distinguished guest?" Liu Ming asked again.

Zhao Jingyuan explained: "The two neon people I asked you to follow these two days are legitimate businessmen on the surface, but in fact they have another identity."

"That Zentaro, on the surface, is the chief of Ajinomoto's personnel department, and that Isetaro, on the surface, is the general manager from Asakusa, but in fact, they are all members of the Denryukai!"

Liu Ming blurted out, "Then they are all neon spies?"

"Ah."

Zhao Jingyuan got up and said with his hands behind his back: "They have a branch in Shanghai, but they are very secretive. No one knows their real information."

"The telegram was sent by Zhang Dasheng from Shandong Tanglangmen. He said that in three days, a woman will come to Shanghai."

Liu Ming didn't take it seriously: "It's just a woman, what's there to be afraid of?"

"She is not an ordinary woman, she is a female devil who ran rampant in North China and killed countless of our martial arts compatriots."

Surprised, Liu Ming blurted out the woman's name: "Xiangzi Yamaguchi?"

"Yes."

Zhao Jingyuan said with a serious expression: "Zhang Dasheng said that Shankou Xiangzi's visit to Shanghai this time may have something to do with our Fist of Fury."

……

Three days later, a cruise ship slowly sailed into Shanghai Wharf.

Zentaro came to the waiting room early in the morning and waited quietly in the rest area.

He didn't notice that in the corner of the rest area, there were two young men secretly staring at him.

Not long after, travelers began to leave the station at the exit. Zentaro got up, but instead of going to greet him, he left the waiting room directly.

Seeing him leave, the two young men hurriedly got up, but they didn't know whether to chase after him or not.

Zhao Jingyuan also came out from the shadows and came to the two of them.

Liu Ming couldn't help asking: "Uncle Zhao, didn't he come to pick up someone? Why didn't someone pick it up, but left instead?"

After thinking for a while, Zhao Jingyuan ordered in a deep voice: "Leave him alone, wait until Zhang Dasheng is born!"

The three of them stood at the exit, examining the passengers exiting the station.

Liu Ming looked at it for a long time, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Uncle Zhao, is that man Koko Yamaguchi? I heard that she is very good at makeup."

Zhao Jingyuan carefully looked at the person he was talking about, shook his head and said, "It should be impossible, just wait and see."

The flow of people became thinner and thinner, Liu Ming muttered: "Why haven't you seen Second Brother Zhang come out for so long, did we get the ship number wrong?"

"Impossible? It's written clearly in the telegram that this is the boat?"

Seeing that there were no passengers leaving the station, Zhao Jingyuan said, "Let's go! Let's get on the boat and have a look."

The three got on board and searched separately.

Liu Ming walked towards the stern of the ship, but saw a white-haired grandmother coming out of the cabin tremblingly, but was thrown to the ground by the sway of the ship.

Liu Ming hurried forward and helped her up.

"Grandma, be careful, the boat is slippery."

He reminded.

Grandma raised her hand to support him, and a string of golden bells on her wrist collided with each other, making a few crisp sounds.

"Thank you, lad."

Granny thanked her with a smile: "It's very inconvenient to walk for a person who is in his tens of years. You are so kind, and you will definitely be rewarded in the future."

After bidding farewell to Grandma, Liu Ming continued to search for the stern of the boat, but found nothing after searching around.

The three met at the boarding port, and suddenly saw several crew members walking out carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher seemed to be carrying an adult, covered with a thick canvas.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingyuan quickly stepped forward and lifted the canvas, revealing a man's face below.

"Second Brother Zhang!"

Liu Ming blurted out that the stretcher was Zhang Dasheng who sent them a telegram.

(End of this chapter)