From the Bird

The southern part of Jodo died miserably.

This is also the first time in Li Yan's life to kill.

It is difficult for Li Yan to give birth to a person like Chengtonan. However, he also knew that if he died on the fist, those gamblers would cheer and shout hysterically.

What he thinks is more sober than others is that he doesn't annoy himself with words such as mine, which is **** for heaven. You have to know that Chengtonan died on the stage and he could survive, which is nothing like the so-called good and evil.

"The Tigers have no furrows ..."

Li Yan washed her hands in front of the mirror and spoke to herself.

He Liansheng's flower shirt nine, Xiao Zhou playing Wen Shengquan, his manager Red Ghost, big water pipe Judy, and the unseen boss behind the scenes are too old ...

Li Yanyin feels that she can catch three million Hong Kong dollars, as well as ancient novels, and even more.

Out of the bathroom. Li Yan stepped into the lounge to look for red ghosts, during which he caught the attention of many boxers.

The dark-skinned Filipinos, the fierce-eyed Malaysians, and the stubborn Vietnamese. There was even a strong black man with various faces and faces, with a light or deep red light permeating his body.

Through these days of thinking, Li Yan roughly understood the role of red light.

Only when a person is hostile to himself will he and her body emit a red light, and the higher the degree of threat to himself, the more intense the redness on his body. This seems to be that he is walking as Yan Fu Special treatment, others are invisible.

Among these people, the deepest red is a Vietnamese wearing a combat suit and wiping a dagger. At least by contrast, Li Yan feels that the red light on his body is not under the master Wen Sheng Quan named Xiao Zhou. It has never happened before.

He walked through the lounge and saw the red ghost approaching.

"your."

The red ghost stuffed a stack of banknotes into the shirt pocket of Li Yan's chest.

"Open an account for me later, and I'll put your money to win the boxing match."

"So what is this?"

Li Yan pointed at his pocket

The red ghost glanced at Li Yan with a smile.

"Mrs. Deng gave it to you and bought some nice clothes. She wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow."

Li Yan nodded and said nothing.

"I've been hungry for so long. Let's go hungry. Let's take you to supper."

Li Yan's eyes flickered.

"Brother Red Ghost, I just saw the blood, and I'm not too comfortable, it might as well be another day."

"You need to make up for it when you see the blood, let's go!"

Li Yan grinned, but didn't insist anymore.

In contact, this man named Red Ghost is more impersonal than he thinks.

Unlike Li Yan's imagination, the red ghost did not take him to any Fengyue place, but took him to a smoke-filled hot pot stall, which made Li Yan somewhat disappointed.

Hot pot soup was quickly brought to the table, and red peppers were rolling in the bubbling milky white boiling soup, making the index finger move.

"This dog hotpot tastes good, try it."

The red ghost greeted him, picked up his chopsticks, took a sip and sent it to his mouth.

The two sweated on the tip of their noses, and the red ghost asked it, either intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yes, Ah Yan, which school of masters do you follow to learn boxing? I think you hit the gossip gate before. Why did you change to Minghe today?"

Li Yan looked at the red ghost with a smile.

"Red Ghost has a lot of research on traditional martial arts."

The red ghost shook his head: "Well then, who in the whole Longcheng city dares to say that he has a study of martial arts on the site of Tai Sui, and my insight is also pointed by Tai Sui."

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

"The Honorary President of the Hong Kong Martial Arts Association. I do n’t know how many martial arts clubs have been kicked in Hong Kong with a pair of legs.

Li Yan made a sigh, and the interface asked: "Is that too old to inherit the martial arts? Hongquan? Cai Lifo?"

The red ghost gave Li Yan an angry look. Scolding with a smile: "Pu Jie, I asked you, Zhong asked you?"

Li Yan grinned and replied, "I've been a master of Baihemen in Guangdong, and I'm a master of art investment," Li Yan blinked.

"Lei Hongsheng doesn't know if Red Ghost has heard it."

The red ghost thought about it and shook his head.

"Well."

Li Yan nodded and didn't speak again. When Yu Guang swooped down to eat meat, he saw a familiar figure.

A white-washed shirt, cloth shoes that didn't fit well, and an orange kitten under her feet that bumped her trousers from time to time.

The girl facing her door seemed to be called Axiu.

She should come out to help at night. After all, the living conditions of people living in Longcheng cannot be very good, but now the little girl seems to be in trouble.

"You are blind! Clumsy!"

A young man with a red nose and a pointed nose pointed at his wet crotch and cursed badly.

"I'm sorry."

Axiu's face was pale and seemed to be frightened.

"To your mother! Boiled water."

The young man grabbed the kettle on the table and poured it on the girl's face.

Axiu hid subconsciously and spread the hot water to the ground, rising a white mist.

"Do you dare to hide?" The man with the nose ring bit his teeth and raised his hand with a slap and screamed. The girl's cheeks became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. The man reached out and grabbed the girl's hair and pulled towards him. .

The girl's eyes were sore with tears, her body curled up, and the orange kitten was screaming around the man, and the scene was noisy.

"Lick me clean."

There was a sudden pain in the wrist of the male with a strong nose ring, and a faint sound could be heard, followed by a flower in front of him. The 41-size leather shoes almost smashed his nose with a dull wind! The whole man flew upside down, knocked over the tables and chairs and bench, and was hit by a hot pot of hot pot.

"It's just getting boiled. I'm sorry for my little sister, OK?"

With a relaxed smile on Li Yan's face, he pulled the girl aside and said to the nose ring man who fell to the ground.

It didn't matter at this point, Hulachao stood up more than ten, four or nine, and surrounded Li Yan, his machete flashing cold.

"Don't move!"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows, and the man with the nose was actually talking.

He stood up tremblingly, and the resentment on his face was like substance.

"Good majestic, so good. Where do you mix?"

Li Yan almost laughed when he heard this classic line from Hong Kong film. He didn't speak, just shook his head.

"It's fun to be a hero, and you dare to fight with Shunchang?"

Seeing that Li Yan kept silent, the arrogance of the man with a nose ring was even more arrogant. He turned around Li Yan twice, and his crooked nose looked a little funny and a little embarrassed.

The nose ring man grabbed a fruit knife from his hands and patted it on the table.

"Now, it ’s better to dress as a hero than you like to be. You poke me from the neck with a stab, a hundred, or I will kill ..."

The spitting nasal ring man's words are not finished, Li Yan's hand has pulled out the fruit knife on the table, and inserted it into the man's neck!

"Well."

The sound of the blade cutting through the leather caused the nose ring man to collapse instantly.

He sat on the ground with one buttock, desperately holding the knife handle with his hands, his eyes rounded, and a warm body fluid came out of his crotch.

It took a while before he noticed that his neck was cold.

The fruit knife passed in and out of his collar, and the sensation of chill caused the man with a nose to goosebumps.

"I thought you were not afraid of death."

Li Yan looked down at the man with a nose ring, with a smile on his face.

"Cut him to death!"

Nose ring man roared hysterically.

Li Yan flashed on his face, and his feet were about to exert force, and the red ghost over the table exaggerated like a student.

"Wow, it's so sharp to chop people, I have eyes."

The man with a nose ring stared fiercely at him, looking at the face of the man who was sweating on the tip of his nose while eating hot pot, a fierce face broke down instantly.

‘Red, Red Ghost ~ You, too. "

The red ghost smiled and nodded: "Good, but I haven't seen you. Are you a miser with Shunchang?"

The nose ring man wiped a cold sweat, and trembled, "He Shunchang's four-three-two straw shoes red-headed Cai, the doorman Shan Daopeng."

"Oh, I'll know when you talk about four eyes."

The red ghost wiped his mouth. "I often come to this store. My younger sister's work is not easy. Why do you have such a big fire? I'm sorry to my younger sister. I lost the table, chair and bench."

The man with a nose ring smiled and nodded, and ran to the little girl with a smile on his face.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm a rude person. You forgive me for speaking rudely, and I'm sorry for you."

Axiu hid behind Li Yan and did not dare to speak.

"Boss!" Red head Cai took Hong Kong dollars from her pocket and handed it to the owner of the hot pot restaurant, patted her breast, regardless of the soup on her head, "I will pay for all the losses here."

Talking, the man with a nose ring looked at the red ghost.

"Red ghost brother, look ~"

The red ghost raised his hand. The man with a nose ring was about to amnesty, and left the hot pot stall with a horrible crowd.

"Don't be upset, keep eating."

Li Yan pulled Axiu to sit down and replied: "Still Red Ghost has a card."

The red ghost bit the dog's flesh and said vaguely.

"The mainland is reforming and opening up. Mixed characters? Promising."

Li Yan took a big sip of white wine and was flushed with wine, without speaking.

Today is his fifth day in Kowloon Walled City.

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