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Chapter 9 The fifth day

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    Cheng Hunan died a miserable death.

    This is also the first time in Li Yan's life that he has committed a murder.

    For people like Chenghu Nan, it is difficult for Li Yan to feel any compassion.  But he also understood that if he died in the boxing ring, those gamblers would cheer hysterically.

    What he thinks is more sober than others is that he will not anesthetize himself with damn words such as I am doing justice for the sky.  To know that Cheng Hunan died on the stage but he survived, this has nothing to do with the so-called right and wrong.

    "There is no gully in front of the tiger's eyes"

    Li Yan in front of the mirror washed his hands and said a few words to himself.

    He Liansheng's Huashanjiu, Xiaozhou who plays Wenshengquan, his manager Honggui, the big water hose Judy, and the boss behind the scenes who have never met Tai Sui

    Li Yan faintly felt that he could catch something, three million Hong Kong dollars, and ancient novels, and even more.

    Walked out of the bathroom.  Li Yan stepped into the waiting room to look for the red ghost, during which time, he caught the attention of many fighters.

    A dark-skinned Filipino, a Malaysian with fierce eyes, and a Vietnamese with a dull look.  There is even a strong black man with a full face, all kinds of people, and his body is filled with light or deep red light.

    After pondering for the past few days, Li Yan roughly understood the function of red light.

    Only when a person is hostile to oneself, his or her body will emit red light, and the higher the threat to oneself, the more intense the red color on the body, it seems that he is "walking in Yanfu"  The special treatment is invisible to others.

    Among these people, the one with the deepest red is a Vietnamese in a combat uniform who is wiping his dagger. At least in comparison, Li Yan feels that the red light on his body is not inferior to that of the Wenshengquan master named Xiao Zhou.  There is still more than that.

    He was walking through the lounge, just as he saw the Red Ghost approaching.

    "your."

    Hong Gui stuffed a stack of banknotes into the shirt pocket on Li Yan's chest.

    "Open an account for me later, and I will put the money you won from the boxing match into."

    "Then what is this?"

    Li Yan pointed to his pocket

    The red ghost glanced at Li Yan with a half-smile.

    "Ms. Deng gave it to you. Use it to buy better clothes. She wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow."

    Li Yan nodded and said nothing.

    "After fighting for so long, you must be hungry. Let's go, I'll take you to have a supper."

    Li Yan's eyes wandered for a moment.

    "Brother Honggui, I just saw the blood, and I don't feel very well, why not another day."

    "If you see blood, you need to mend it, let's go!"

    Li Yan grinned, but didn't insist anymore.

    After getting in touch with him, this man named Hong Gui is much more humane than he thought.

    Contrary to Li Yan's imagination, Hong Gui didn't take him to any romantic place, but took him to a hot pot stall filled with smoke, which made Li Yan somewhat disappointed.

    The hot pot soup was quickly served on the table, and red peppers rolled in the bubbling milky white boiling soup, which made people's index fingers move.

    "This dog meat hot pot tastes very authentic, try it."

    After saying hello, the red ghost picked up the chopsticks, took a bite and sent it to his mouth.

    The two of them ate until their noses were sweating, and the red ghost asked intentionally or unintentionally.

    "By the way, Ah Yan, which school did you learn boxing from? I think you were fighting Bagua before, why did you change to Minghe today?"

    Li Yan looked at the red ghost with a smile.

    "Brother Honggui has a lot of research on traditional martial arts."

    The red ghost shook his head: "That's right, who in the entire Dragon City would dare to say that he has researched martial arts in Tai Sui's territory, and Tai Sui taught me this knowledge."

    Li Yan's heart moved: "Tai Sui is very knowledgeable in traditional martial arts?"

    "The honorary president of the Hong Kong Martial Arts Association, I don't know how many martial arts gyms in Hong Kong have been kicked out with a pair of legs. The name of the big talker in the Dragon City ring was won by Tai Sui's fist. Do you think you have any accomplishments?"

    Li Yan groaned, and asked, "Then what kind of martial arts inheritance is Tai Sui? Hongquan? Cai Lifo?"

    Hong Gui gave Li Yan an angry look.  Smiling and cursing: "Pu Jie, I am the one who asked you, and you are the one who asked me?"

    Li Yan smiled, and replied: "I have paid homage to the master of Baihemen in Guangdong, and I can be regarded as an art investment teacher," Li Yan's eyes flashed as he said.

    "Lei Hongsheng wonders if brother Honggui has heard of it."

    The red ghost thought about itI'm sorry, I lost the tables, chairs and benches.  "

    The man with the nose ring smiled and nodded, and ran up to the little girl with a cheerful face.

    "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm a rough person, please forgive me for speaking rudely, and I'll say sorry to you."

    Axiu hid behind Li Yan, not daring to speak.

    "Boss!" The red-headed Cai took out Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, handed them to the owner of the hotpot restaurant, patted his chest, and ignored the soup on his head, "I will pay for all losses here."

    As he spoke, the man with the nose ring looked at the red ghost.

    "Brother Red Ghost, look~"

    The red ghost raised his hand.  The man with the nose ring was about to receive an amnesty, and left the hot pot stall with a group of four or nine in a panic.

    "Don't be in a bad mood, keep eating."

    Li Yan pulled Axiu to sit down, and replied: "Brother Honggui still has the card."

    The red ghost bit the dog meat and said vaguely.

    "The mainland has reformed and opened up, mixed prefixes? There is no future."

    Li Yan took a big sip of white wine, his face was flushed by the alcohol, and he didn't speak.

    Today is the fifth day since he came to Kowloon Walled City.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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