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Two days later, Lu Wendong had arranged everything in an orderly manner.

Incidentally, he also trained his Unrestricted Fighting Technique to the beginner level of 89/100!

Tomorrow is the day when the Tanka people will go to worship the Goddess of the Sea!

Lu Wendong carried the kerosene lamp to the water cellar. Actually, this place was originally used for temporary fish farming...

With their mouths gagged, Liang Kun and Sha Qiang were half-submerged in the water.

His wet hair lay flat on his head, and he looked listless.

Lu Wendong discovered that both of them were unconscious.

Feng Yuxiu said, "I pressed the acupoints."

"sharp."

A kung fu master is a kung fu master. As long as he doesn't use a gun, Feng Yuxiu is simply a dimensional reduction attack to these gangsters in the martial arts world.

"You know grappling techniques, right?"

Feng Yuxiu nodded coolly.

He thought to himself, "It's more than just capturing."

First punches, then kicks, then grappling—a five-in-one combination of internal martial arts and weaponry!

This is kung fu!

"How is your sister-in-law?"

Feng Yuxiu's face fell: "The doctor said the earlier the surgery, the better."

"This guy has some money, but there's a certain level of risk involved."

"He can't die today, and it's best if no obvious injuries are found on his body."

Feng Yuxiu immediately understood what Lu Wendong meant: "No problem."

The two of them pulled Liang Kun out of the water cellar.

Feng Yuxiu gave Liang Kun a good beating with a series of sharp retorts.

Lying on the ground, Liang Kun looked like a disassembled toy doll, sweating profusely from the pain, yet unable to move at all.

Lu Wendong silently moved a little further away from Feng Yuxiu. This guy wasn't just a little dangerous, he was extremely dangerous.

He should be the punisher.

Lu Wendong asked Feng Yuxiu to help Liangkun restore it, and then dismantled it three more times.

The pain made Liang Kun roll his eyes.

At this moment, Lu Wendong removed the towel from Liang Kun's mouth. It was covered in saliva, and he threw it aside in disgust.

He even wiped his hands on Liang Kun's clothes.

"Brother Kun, let's get straight to the point."

Lu Wendong patted Liang Kun's face: "Wake up, time is money."

Liang Kun's unfocused pupils gradually focused, but when he was about to see Lu Wendong clearly, he was so frightened that he quickly turned his head to the side.

"I understand the rules, I understand."

Young Kun, being a member of the underworld, knew immediately upon seeing the situation that he had run into a swindler.

He closed his eyes and said, "Brother, I have plenty of money."

Lu Wendong glanced at Feng Yuxiu and found that the guy's emotions were completely unaffected.

No wonder he's a martial arts fanatic!

If it weren't for Shen Xue, Feng Yuxiu probably wouldn't have even given the money a second glance.

"Three million! Three million!"

Liang Kun truthfully replied, "Brother, if it were before, millions wouldn't have been a problem."

"But recently I've been cursed by the White Tiger Star, and the cops have seized two shipments of my goods. Damn that jinx, I've also made some enemies."

"There really is only 300 million left."

Liang Kun is also suffering inside…

The gang had just announced their intention to promote him to the top, when they ran into some desperate criminals.

Lu Wendong slapped him across the face, coldly saying, "Three million? Is that enough to appease a beggar?"

Liang Kun was clearly stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

"Brother, brother, let's talk this out. If you want me to make a phone call..."

"You still want to call the police?"

Lu Wendong slapped Liang Kun across the face again.

He didn't have a good impression of these gangsters.

The system has activated the destiny of "Springtime in Hong Kong" for me!

Criminals like Liang Kun deserve a heavy blow!

After several attempts to probe, Lu Wendong discovered that Liang Kun only had 300 million, so he pulled Feng Yuxiu outside to discuss it.

So far, Feng Yuxiu has not made a move after hearing the figure of 300 million.

This indicates that his main focus was on martial arts.

Lu Wendong felt much more at ease.

"I'll go get the money, you stay here and keep watch."

While he was reassured, Lu Wendong was quite meticulous when it came to money; he also went to buy some sugar and gasoline.

Upon returning, Lu Wendong personally gave Feng Yuxiu 60 yuan.

"Arrange for your sister-in-law to have surgery first."

"If it's not enough, come back and ask me for more."

Feng Yuxiu, carrying a heavy plastic bag of money, bowed solemnly to Lu Wendong: "I'll be back in a bit."

It would be best if he came back, but if he didn't, Lu Wendong wouldn't lose out either.

However, he still hoped that Feng Yuxiu would come back.

No matter what, this 60 can be considered a red envelope, right?

Shouldn't this kindness be repaid?

At midnight, lights began to illuminate the sea.

This is the Tanka people preparing for the Tin Hau Festival tomorrow.

When Feng Yuxiu rowed his famous little sampan back to the fish raft, he saw Lu Wendong making something.

He leaned closer to take a look, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Sugar, gasoline, glass bottles, cloth...

Did they receive militia training, or what?

Is capitalism all talk and no action?

"Everyone will go to Tin Hau Temple before 8 a.m. tomorrow."

Lu Wendong filled the last bottle: "Let Shek Pai Wan dance!"

"If the plan goes smoothly..."

Lu Wendong handed two photos to Feng Yuxiu: "Kill them!"

How can I allow others to sleep soundly beside my bed?

Lu Wendong may share money with others, but he will never share power.

……

There are at least 40 Tin Hau temples on Hong Kong Island to date, the oldest of which is the Fu Tang Mun Temple in Sai Kung, built in 1266.

Up to 5 worshippers visit the temple every year on the birthday of Tin Hau.

Most of the Tanka people in Shek Pai Wan go to the Fu Tang Mun Temple, while the rest go to the Tin Hau Temple in Tai Shu Ha, Yuen Long.

Starting at 5 a.m., you can hear the sounds of gongs and drums.

Standing on the fish raft, Lu Wendong could see sampans adorned with colorful flags drifting by from time to time.

The barbarian rowed a brightly colored sampan to find Lu Wendong: "Brother Dong, let's go."

"They're about to hold a ritual to appease the spirits over there!"

The celebrations of the Tin Hau Festival vary from place to place.

For example, the Tin Hau Temple in Tai Shue Ha, Yuen Long, mainly conducts its processions on land.

The Buddhist temple that Lu Wendong and his group were going to would hold a ritual to appease the spirits on the sea.

The villagers would take the statue of the goddess Tin Hau out of the temple and move it to the main boat in a palanquin.

Then, two other boats symbolically towed the boats with ropes as they cruised in the waters in front of Leung Shuen Wan and performed a blessing ceremony, praying for the blessings of Tin Hau for a smooth voyage, a bountiful catch, and safe passage on land and sea.

This event is held annually.

The Tanka people present were all all smiles.

Lu Wendong thought to himself, "A sudden illness requires drastic measures!"

If this kind of pain can't wake these people up...

Lu Wendong was preparing to leave Shek Pai Wan directly and try a different kind of fun.

He refused to believe that a transmigrator with the support of a system could not bring kindness to Hong Kong.

The sea was filled with small sampans, and the land was teeming with people.

Lu Wendong and Manzi, covered in sweat, finally managed to offer incense to the Heavenly Empress.

"Brother Dong."

The barbarian said happily, "The Heavenly Empress will surely bless us."

"I've already contacted the brothers, and they all said they're willing to support you. What do you want us to do, and then..."

He was stunned.

As far as the eye could see, several plumes of thick black smoke pierced the sky.

Looking in that direction, it's heading south of Hong Kong Island!

"Fire!"

Let's give a shout from the crowd!

Experienced people would immediately recognize that the place was Shek Pai Wan.

The Tanka people who came from Shek Pai Wan were so frightened that they all ran to the pier to board the boat.

Those who were impatient simply jumped into the sea and swam to the boat.

Everyone looked utterly miserable.

I must go home!

"Brother Dong..."

The barbarian's face turned pale instantly. He let out a scream and, as if possessed, tried to jump into the sea.

Lu Wendong grabbed the barbarian: "Let's go, taking a taxi will be faster!"

The sea is full of boats, and it's impossible to row out in an hour or two. It's better to take a taxi!

The thick smoke was thick and straight!

Become!