Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Ding ding ding!"

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

The children, as if granted a pardon, collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Zhu Bao lay sprawled out, staring at the sky, muttering, "Finally over..."

"gather!"

Teacher Li stood up and blew a whistle.

The children struggled to their feet and lined up in four crooked rows.

Teacher Li looked at them and rarely showed a smile: "You all did a good job today. If you want to learn kung fu, keep up the good work."

The children let out a wail.

Teacher Li ignored them and turned to Lin Tian: "Teacher Tian, ​​is next class still PE? Shall we continue practicing?"

Lin Tian was taken aback: "Next class? Teacher Li, the next class seems to be Chinese."

Teacher Li waved her hand: "I've already spoken to Teacher Zhang, I've used this lesson."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Chinese teacher came out of the teaching building, a hint of surprise on her face: "Ms. Li, why haven't you finished class yet? My class is next period."

Teacher Li walked over, rubbed her hands together, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Teacher Zhang, I need to ask you something. Could you let me have this class? I'll give it back to you next period."

Teacher Zhang was stunned for a moment.

The PE teacher stole the Chinese teacher's class?

Is the sun rising in the west?

She's usually the one who volunteers for PE class, so why is it the other way around today?

"Teacher Li, are you sure?"

Teacher Zhang adjusted his glasses. "Didn't the homeroom teacher say before that the PE teacher wasn't in good health and needed more rest?"

Teacher Li blushed slightly: "Well... today is a special case, so please let me have your class. I won't take your class anymore."

Teacher Zhang smiled, glanced at the children on the playground who were exhausted like dogs, then at Teacher Li's serious expression, and nodded:

"Okay, I'll let you off the hook for one period today, but this is a one-time exception."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang!" Teacher Li nodded repeatedly.

Teacher Zhang turned and walked away, but after a few steps, he turned back, looked at Teacher Li, and smiled thoughtfully.

Teacher Li scratched his head and didn't say anything.

When the children saw their Chinese teacher leave, they all wore sour faces.

Zhu Bao cried out sadly, "No!! I want to go to class!"

Lin Tian asked, puzzled, "You don't want to learn kung fu anymore?"

Zhu Bao hesitated, "I want to, but my legs aren't mine anymore. I want to rest. Besides, I'm your little brother. As long as your big brother is good at kung fu, that's enough."

Lin Tian: "..."

"Useless! You have no ambition whatsoever."

Li Tianci looked down on Zhu Bao with disdain. After personally experiencing the power of the great force, his obsession with kung fu was no less than that of watching martial arts TV dramas.

Zhu Bao pouted and looked at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian was too lazy to play around with a bunch of kids. If he weren't bored in class, he wouldn't want to teach any kung fu either.

Everyone else is practicing horse stance, so why can't I just lie down and rest comfortably?

At the same time.

East Star Headquarters.

The lobby was filled with smoke.

On the long table in front of the camel was a map of Hong Kong, with several major Hung Hing triads circled in red.

Causeway Bay, Tsim Sha Tsui, Mong Kok, Kowloon City.

His fingers tapped on the map, making a dull sound.

Feng Yuxiu sat opposite him, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit, his expression calm and unreadable.

"Brother Feng, it will be very difficult for you to find Chen Haonan. He has not shown his face and must be hiding in an extremely secret place."

Camel paused, then tapped his fingers on the table again. "Since it's not easy to find him, why don't we force him out?"

Feng Yuxiu raised his eyelids and glanced at the camel.

He understood the meaning behind the camel's words and instantly grasped his thoughts.

How do you force it out?

It was nothing more than going to chop up Hung Hing members until Chan Ho-nam had no choice but to step in.

But he didn't want to be used as a pawn.

His target was Chan Ho-nam, not the lowly soldiers and henchmen of Hung Hing.

The camel seemed to read his mind, leaning forward slightly and speaking with a more sincere tone:

"Brother Feng, if you kill a high-ranking member of Hung Hing, I'll pay you different amounts depending on their status within Hung Hing."

People like Big B and Liang Kun each received one million.

Jiang Tiansheng, five million.

If Hung Hing falls into chaos, Chan Ho-nam, as Big B's right-hand man, will definitely step in.

This is our opportunity. Instead of searching all over Hong Kong, let him show himself.

Feng Yuxiu fell silent.

His fingers tapped lightly on his knees as he weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Killing one person costs a million; killing several people costs several million.

It's a coward not to take the money.

Moreover, he had thought of this method himself at first, but he just didn't say it out loud.

"Fine, but I'll only kill the high-ranking members. Those low-level thugs aren't worth my time."

Camel was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Brother Feng, don't worry, the list I gave you consists of the core members of Hung Hing. You kill one, and I'll pay you for each one. I won't delay payment."

Feng Yuxiu nodded, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

Chan Ho-nam, I really look forward to seeing you.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

Hung Hing Headquarters.

Jiang Tiansheng rubbed his temples, feeling like his head was about to explode.

Last night's firefight resulted in heavy losses for both Hung Hing and Tung Sing, with the enemy suffering a thousand casualties and themselves losing eight hundred.

No one benefited.

If this continues, things will get very bad.

Hong Kong's major triads are not limited to Hung Hing and Tung Sing; there are also Luen Shing, 14K, and Sun Yee On, all of which are eyeing the throne with covetous intent.

The saying "when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits" is not uncommon.

The cake is only so big, who wouldn't want to take a bite?

"Big B, contact Hao Nan and have him come see me. I have something to tell him."

Big B nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, I'll contact you as soon as I get back."

Jiang Tiansheng then looked at the others and asked, "Everyone, what do you all think about what to do with Tung Sing?"

Liang Kun was the first to speak, legs crossed, a cigarette dangling from his lips, a disdainful smile playing on his lips:

"Of course we'll fight back, otherwise how can Hung Hing survive? Three of the Five Tigers of Tung Sing are dead, and the remaining two are just rotten fish."

If we don't fight now, they'll catch up and attack us.

The Crown Prince is dead. Thirteen Sister sat in the corner, arms crossed, silent until she heard Liang Kun's words, at which point she coldly spoke:

"Fight back? You're going to lead the charge? Or are you sending my sisters to their deaths?"

Liang Kun looked at her and smiled, "Thirteenth Sister, what are you saying? If you hadn't put on a show last night, the Crown Prince wouldn't have died. And now you're blaming others?"

Thirteen Sister suddenly stood up and slammed her hand on the table: "Handsome Kun, what did you say? Say it again!"

Liang Kun also stood up, refusing to back down: "I'm saying, you killed the Crown Prince. If you had gone to help, he wouldn't have died."

Thirteen Sister retorted, "I'm going to provide support? Why aren't you going to provide support? Why aren't you all going to provide support?"

"You want to take your anger out on me? You're asking for trouble."

"That's enough!"

Jiang Tiansheng slammed his hand on the table. "What's all the noise about? Is this the time for infighting?"

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