Chapter 110 It’s too late
When the lights dimmed, all the bills and cigarette butts that had been scattered on the ground were swept away, and the noisy sounds disappeared without a trace.
The wine in front of Mr. Jin Si has been replaced by a pot of cold tea. He sat there, looking at the empty boxing ring, silent.
"Master Jin, you have found that man, why haven't you arrested him yet?"
Tiekou Li walked in with a bamboo stick. His face looked older and paler than before. He was still holding a white handkerchief in his hand and wiping sweat from time to time.
"Mr. Li, if that person is an outsider, it only takes one sentence to catch or kill him."
Fourth Master Jin stood up and poured a cup of tea for Tiekou Li.
"But he is a boxer in the Kowloon boxing ring, and he is under my name, so I can't deal with him so easily."
"What?"
Tiekou Li raised his brows, and his white eyelids also touched the edge of his sunglasses, "Do you still want to talk to him about morality?"
Fourth Master Jin shook his head and pointed to his chest.
"I don't tell him, I tell myself. I don't care what other people say or do, but I have to get through it myself."
The whites of Tiekou Li's eyes rolled up.
"Then when do you plan to get it done? You must know that the restriction on the Feng Shui corpse will not last long. If the energy dissipates, it will be useless."
"I know. But it won't be until next week at the earliest."
Tiekou Li wanted to say something else, but after a pause, the words still remained unsaid in his throat. He just nodded and said: "Okay, next week is fine, but you have to hurry, I can't hold on for long."
With that said, he turned around and opened the door and went out without waiting for Fourth Master Jin to answer.
As soon as he closed the door, a violent cough made his whole body tremble. Tiekou Li quickly picked up a handkerchief and covered his mouth to suppress the terrible sound.
After a while, the coughing subsided, and he moved the handkerchief away, revealing dots of plum blossoms on the white handkerchief.
"Time is running out..."
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There are secrets hidden in every corner of the Kowloon Walled City, but not in the Kowloon Boxing Ring.
What's more, it's not really a secret. Big bosses and boxing managers want even the eighty-year-old lady to know about it.
After the announcement of the Crown Prince's duel with the Emperor came out from the mouth of Fourth Master Jin, it was like a gust of wind that quickly swept through the entire Kowloon Walled City.
Later, it started from the walled city and continued to spread in all directions. Soon, people in Hong Kong and Kowloon will know this information.
This will be a matchup of the century. No matter what the final result is, it will be talked about for months. Anyone who has witnessed it will definitely mention it from time to time in the years to come.
Some people will definitely shake their heads at the younger generation and say: "This is not how a boxing match is played. At that time, under the ring, it was..."
Yin Xiu didn't expect so many things in the future. Regarding its influence, legends and so on, it was none of his business.
But this time, before the fight started, he had already received a six-figure appearance fee, which he had never expected.
"Why don't you discuss it with Tai Zisheng and put all the money on him? What are the two of you doing fighting for life? Why don't we all sit together, wear suits and ties, drink coffee and make money?"
Anyway, you can now use [Kuaiwanhua] to camouflage. Although it can only be used three times a day, it is enough to deal with the pursuers.
Mr. Jin Siye is right when he says that when your fist is hard enough, the money borrowed from you is no longer a loan. It is all out of filial piety.
After a pause, Yin Xiu gave up the idea again.
[I came to Kowloon Walled City to find the Feng Shui Corpse, not to make money! 】【Of course, it’s not bad if you can make some money smoothly, accidentally, or unwillingly. After all, magic weapons and the like are also very expensive. 】
Firmly believing, Yin Xiu tightened his collar and continued walking into the alley.
"Hey, Emperor!"
Hearing the shouting, Yin Xiu turned back lazily, "What, do you want an autograph?"
As soon as he turned around, he saw four people wearing long black raincoats standing behind him. It was summer, the stars and the moon were high in the sky, and there was no sign of rain.
These people were dressed like this. They were either working in the slaughterhouse or planning to kill their friends, so they wore work clothes.
Sure enough, when Yin Xiu hit the opponent's door with a flying knee, the leader had just taken out the watermelon knife from his arms.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Yin Xiu slammed his toes on the chest of the man on the ground without hesitation, and the whole person was ejected and hit the other side.
After dodging the opponent's knife, Yin Xiu struck the man in the face with an elbow. There was an explosion sound immediately from the opponent's brow and he fell to the ground.
Then he twisted his waist again, turned around like a tiger, flew up and kicked the other person in the abdomen. The person was hit by this kick, and his whole body immediately flew backwards, knocking over a row of trash cans.
Of the four people, only one was left in the blink of an eye. He held a knife in his hand and hesitated, neither advancing nor retreating.
Seeing that the man was still standing there, Yin Xiu flicked his wrist and slowly stepped forward.
When the two sides were only one step away, the man couldn't bear it anymore, shouted loudly, raised his knife and slashed at Yin Xiu's head.
Yin Xiu turned slightly, and the man's swing was empty. Before he could react, Yin Xiu was hit with another heavy punch in the ribs, and his internal organs were immediately turned upside down.
He could no longer hold the knife in his hand. After taking a few shaky steps forward, he collapsed to the ground.
Yin Xiu stood quietly, not intending to arrest anyone for questioning.
Because since the other party knows his own strength and sends such a few rotten fish and shrimps here, he must just want to say hello.
Sure enough, as soon as he stood still, there was a rush, low, and rapid breathing sound from the corner of the alley, as well as the sound of animals running quickly on the ground with four legs.
Yin Xiu bent down and held her chest in her arms, lowering her feet, preparing to engage the enemy.
The voice became more and more urgent and anxious. Finally, after passing the corner, the owner of the voice revealed his true form!
They were four or five tall hounds all black, each standing on four legs as high as a person's waist. They were drooling and had crazy eyes, running towards Yin Xiu.
Seeing that it was a group of hounds, Yin Xiu put down her posture and just stood there, looking at the dogs indifferently.
Only a few meters away from him, the dogs seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. They all came to a sudden stop, leaving scratches on the ground with their four legs.
After hesitating for a moment, the dogs turned their heads collectively and ran hastily in the direction they came from.
"Useless stuff!"
The fat dragon appeared from the corner, holding four or five chains and collars in one hand.
Seeing Yin Xiuzheng staring at him, he also said jokingly: "I didn't expect that the emperor is an animal rights activist. You beat people so hard, but you don't touch dogs."
Ignoring him, Yin Xiu spat on the ground.
"Do you think people care about a few dogs? Please stand aside and don't block the road."
(End of chapter)