Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

"As long as the price is right, there's nothing I can't consider."

Ye Tian didn't mince words: "My older brother, Kun, admires you. He wants you to switch sides and work for him."

"What do you think?"

Without even thinking, Wu Zhaonan blurted out, "It costs more!"

Ye Tian turned to look at Liang Kun, his tone slightly teasing: "Brother Kun, did you hear that? That's the kind of person he is. Do you still want him now?"

Liang Kun chuckled: "I admire his straightforward personality."

Ye Tian was too lazy to care about their business anymore. He leaned back and sank into his chair, letting Liang Kun do as he pleased.

Liang Kun looked Wu Zhaonan up and down a few times, and the more he looked at him, the more pleasing he found him. He patted his chest and said, "I may not have much else, but I have a lot of money."

"If you agree, I'll go talk to Bearded Yong about your transfer right now."

"Transfer fee, two million, how about it?"

Wu Zhaonan's eyes lit up instantly, but his greedy nature prevented him from agreeing immediately. Instead, he tried to bargain: "Brother Kun, could you... add a little more?"

Handsome Kun tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Then... how about adding another 500,000?"

Wu Zhaonan immediately shook his head: "Two million five hundred thousand, that number sounds awful, like an insult. At least add another ten thousand, making it two million five hundred and one hundred thousand!"

Liang Kun thought to himself, "Two million five hundred thousand doesn't sound very good." But since Wu Zhaonan liked it, he'd let him have his way. It's just an extra ten thousand yuan, what's a little bit of money to him, Liang Kun?

We also have to thank that fat guy Lai from North Point. That battle this morning netted Mong Kok six million. Hiring Wu Zhaonan was just a drop in the ocean.

"When you work for me, loyalty is the most important thing." Liang Kun made a promise to Wu Zhaonan, "I won't treat you unfairly. You'll get a share of the profits from the properties in Mong Kok."

"There's an extra charge for tea and water for each mission."

"Your main job is to be my personal bodyguard. The fee is five million, paid in a lump sum. Are you in or not?"

Wu Zhaonan was intrigued and quickly nodded, "Let's do it!"

Ye Tian snapped his fingers. Lin Fu immediately carried a heavy box out of the inner room.

Looking at the tacit understanding between the two, Liang Kun felt a little envious. He opened the box, inside which were neatly stacked stacks of cash, and said to Wu Zhaonan, "Here, six million five hundred and one thousand. Count it and keep it safe."

"Come with me to see Beard Yong in a bit to finalize the transfer."

Wu Zhaonan's eyes gleamed, and he hugged the box tightly with both hands, as if he were holding some rare treasure, refusing to let go no matter what.

Liang Kun was a little puzzled: "Are you going to agree or not? What's the meaning of not saying anything?"

Wu Zhaonan said earnestly, "Brother Kun, once I've taken your money, my life is yours."

"Protecting you is my duty, unless you step over my dead body."

"But let's make it clear beforehand: if you want me to do anything other than bodyguard work, I'll have to get extra pay!"

Young Kun laughed heartily: "Go ask around in the underworld, the last thing Mong Kok lacks is money! As long as you work hard, you won't be treated unfairly."

Wu Zhaonan was skeptical, but seeing the solid cash in his pocket, he chose to believe him. "Brother Kun, shall we... go talk to Brother Yong about the transfer now?"

Liang Kun was a little taken aback. This guy was so enthusiastic?

Ye Tian laughed from the side: "Brother Kun, he's afraid that things might get complicated and he's worried that the six million will disappear."

Handsome Kun shrugged: "Okay, let's go now."

Ye Tian thought for a moment and said to Lin Fu, "Xiao Fu, you come along and keep an eye on things."

Lin Fu nodded: "Okay."

Ye Tian's idea was simple. If this succeeded, Liang Kun would have a reliable bodyguard. Wu Zhaonan might be greedy, but his integrity was impeccable. Once he took the money, he would do his utmost to get things done and would never abandon the project halfway through. That kind of quality was rare.

As for asking for more money... people are willing to risk their lives, so asking for more money doesn't seem unreasonable.

In high spirits, Liang Kun urged, "Let's go, let's go, stop dawdling."

Ye Tian watched the three of them get into the car with a smile, thinking to himself that Mong Kok would probably be even more lively from now on.

He had just turned around to go back inside when he suddenly noticed something strange. Looking up, he saw a boy with blue hair walking up the stairs step by step.

The blue-haired youth walked up to him, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and spoke respectfully, yet with a hint of provocation: "My name is Luo Tianhong. I've heard that Ye Tian of Mong Kok is invincible with his iron fists. I've come here today specifically to learn a few moves from him."

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, looking the boy up and down.

"Luo Tianhong?"

What day is it today? I had just thought of this non-mainstream little blue-haired guy when the real thing showed up at my door.

He asked, somewhat puzzled, "Didn't you aspire to be the best in the world?"

"Why not challenge Lian Haolong, the loyal and trustworthy one? He is the recognized top expert."

Luo Tianhong was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "You know me?"

"I originally wanted to find Lian Haolong. But the people from Tung Sing said that Lian Haolong is too old and his skills are not what they used to be. You are the most worthwhile opponent to fight in the underworld now."

People from Dongxing?

I've remembered this favor.

A sharp aura suddenly erupted from Luo Tianhong, her eyes fixed intently on Ye Tian: "Please enlighten me!"

After saying that, he got into a fighting stance, his muscles tense, ready to pounce.

Ye Tian waved his hand casually.

Luo Tianhong's eyes instantly turned cold: "You don't dare?"

Ye Tian rolled his eyes: "This is the street. You expect passersby to watch a free martial arts show?"

Luo Tianhong looked around and noticed that several passersby had stopped and were curiously looking in their direction. He scratched his head awkwardly, then his expression hardened again: "Then hurry inside! I'm going to beat you!"

Ye Tian waved his hand again: "If you train hard for several more decades, you might still have a chance."

"Listen carefully, the rules here are quite strict."

Luo Tianhong was furious. Why was this guy so stubborn? What made him so sure he couldn't beat him? He was determined to teach this arrogant guy a lesson today!

Luo Tianhong rushed into the house, taking three steps at a time. As soon as she stood still, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Ye Tian's gaze towards him was surprisingly... eager? Like someone who had been starving for a long time finally seeing a decent meal.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in Luo Tianhong's heart: "Are you going to fight or not?"

Ye Tian gave a hearty, even excited, smile: "Rare indeed, truly rare."

"Since two years ago, no one has dared to challenge me to a one-on-one fight. I never expected that someone so fearless would show up today."

"I'll definitely treat you well!"

Luo Tianhong was stunned, and asked in a trembling voice, "Two years ago? You were... invincible two years ago?"

Ye Tian assumed the small stance of Bajiquan, his expression solemn: "Bajiquan, Ye Tian. Today, I'd like to learn from you."

A somber aura emanated from him. He stood like a firmly rooted pine tree, steady and composed, his gaze so still it reflected one's image.

Luo Tianhong's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "Eight Extremes... Grandmaster?"

The blue-haired boy clearly refused to believe it. He charged forward, raining blows at Ye Tian with his fists, shouting, "How old are you? I don't believe you can reach the Grandmaster realm!"

Ye Tian smiled slightly, turned his body slightly to the side, and with a flick of his wrist, wrapped Luo Tianhong's arm around his front.

Immediately afterwards, a series of attacks, too fast to see clearly, rained down on Luo Tianhong like a storm.

That evening, after helping Liang Kun handle Wu Zhaonan's transfer of his registration, Lin Fu returned to Ye Tian's residence. He was startled when he opened the door.

Why is there a little blue-haired guy with a bruised and swollen face in the living room?

The guy's face was covered in bruises, and there was still some blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. His hair was a mess, and he looked extremely disheveled.

Ye Tian sat to one side drinking tea. When he saw Lin Fu return, he smiled and said, "Little Fu, this is Luo Tianhong, our newest acquisition."

Lin Fu was taken aback and pointed at Luo Tianhong: "Brother Tian, ​​who... beat him up?"

"Should I go find him and get revenge for him?"

Ye Tian glanced at him sideways: "I did it. You want to stand up for him? Come on, shall we have a match?"

Lin Fu quickly waved his hand: "No way, I can't beat you."

Ye Tian withdrew his gaze and said to Lin Fu, "Luo Tianhong is a martial arts fanatic. I'll entrust him to you from now on."

"Take him to the West Kowloon Headquarters and check if he has a clean record. If there's any trouble, take care of it."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhong immediately retorted, "Why can't I be with you?"

Ye Tian put it bluntly: "In terms of fighting skills, you can't beat Lin Fu."

Luo Tianhong's mouth dropped open, her face filled with disbelief: "I can't beat him?"

"Are you kidding me?"