After two o'clock in the morning, the bustling red-light district gradually quieted down, and there were only sporadic drunkards on the road, stumbling like displaced beggars in the red-light district that had lost its neon lights. Huayinju, which had been closed for several hours, opened the iron door again, and Li Huiyou glanced back at Boss Hua, who was facing away from him: "Fried rice is good, three grades higher than character awareness!"

Behind the bar, the figure with his back to the store trembled slightly, and the extremely sharp fish-cutting knife was held in his hand, and the tip of the knife continued to tremble with his body.

A person without roots is miserable, and a person who has lost his roots and has no faith is the saddest thing in the world.

Li Huiyou did not look back after stepping out of Huayinju, and when he passed by the rickety drunkard, the night breeze suddenly rose, and the drunkard's originally cloudy eyes suddenly burst out of two fine lights, and there was an extra short knife in each hand, and at the moment when they were side by side, the short knife slashed at Li Huiyou's neck like a storm.

When the tip of the knife was only an inch away from the back of the sheep's fat white jade neck, the knife-wielding drunkard had a smile in his eyes and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised.

But that's it!

But in the next moment, his pupils contracted in vain.

The young man he thought was nothing more than this turned around like a ghost, and the strange curvature of his lips made him tremble. What made his heart palpitate even more was the tip of the palm that pierced his heart, and when he was still an inch away from him, he suddenly retracted his palm into a fist, and a huge force hit his left chest like a giant hammer, and he leaned back, like a kite with a broken line, and flew upside down more than ten meters before falling to the ground.

Wing Chun inch strength! Meaning, strength, qi unity, simple to rigid to fierce!

After the fake drunkard landed on the ground, he was unwilling and struggled to get up.

Li Huiyou didn't stop it, just stood quietly in the night, looking at the fake drunkard who couldn't stand up after struggling several times.

He turned and stopped looking at the fake drunkard who was spitting blood from his mouth.

Lions don't treat ants as lunch.

The night breeze from the South Pacific, with a damp and fishy smell, paused as he walked out of the red-light district, as if thinking about something.

It took a long time for him to start again—and perhaps it was painful for those who had betrayed their former ideals.

But only maybe.

His re-steps stopped again as the sound of slow, rhythmic footsteps sounded behind him.

Li Weiyou smiled, turned to look at the figure wearing Japanese-style clogs, and didn't say a word, just silently watched his slightly rickety figure get closer and closer, and in his hand was the sharp kitchen knife used to cut fish just now.

A kitchen knife can be used to kill chickens and dogs, and it can also be used to kill people.

The tip of his knife no longer trembled as before, and his whole aura was completely different from that of Gang, as if the gentle middle-aged man in the "Hua Yin Ju" just now was not Hua Xun who was slowly approaching with clogs at this time.

"Remember who you are?" Li Huiyou smiled, "If you don't come out, I'm really going to be disappointed tonight." ”

The middle-aged man, who looked like an old man, said expressionlessly: "This is a world full of disappointments. ”

Li Huiyou stood up with his hands in his hands and said, "So you take all the funds of the South Asia branch for yourself?"

The middle-aged man Hua Xun smiled, his smile was full of helplessness and pain: "Take it for yourself?"

Li Huiyou shrugged his shoulders and said: "Since it is the operating fund of the South Asia Branch, it will naturally not be a withdrawal. ”

Hua Xun raised his eyebrows proudly: "Which action team leader didn't raise the operating funds by himself? If he can't even use this money, how can he collect and integrate useful intelligence in South Asia?"

Li Huiyou nodded and acquiesced, he is the current leader of the action team, and the operating funds are also self-raised.

Hua Xun raised his chin: "The money I raised myself was spent on myself, is there anything wrong with it?"

Li Huiyou smiled, there is no loophole in Hua Xun's logic, but he ignored one point - a qualified military intelligence agent must first be a patriot, and Hua Xun has obviously jumped out of this category.

Hua Xun stared at Li Huiyou's eyes and said, "Seeing you now, I feel like I saw myself at the beginning. Do you know how the action leader before me died?"

Li Huiyou nodded and said, "You killed it." ”

Hua Xun seemed to hear a big joke, and looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha, so you also come to kill me." He spoke in a declarative tone, as if he were inviting.

At the end of the street, the figure flickered, Hua Xun glanced back, and pleaded: "There are countless poor people on this street, Sometimes they give up their dignity just to get something to eat. So what happens between us has nothing to do with these poor people. ”

Li Huiyou was noncommittal, the crowd was slowly approaching, and there were at least hundreds of people, each holding a machete, an iron rod, or some kind of murder weapon that could cause blunt injuries.

"Brother Hua, we are here, where did the wild seed come from, dare to show his teeth in front of the boss of our 'Zhenyi Society'?" A young man who took the lead brandished a machete, as if he wanted to rush up and chop Li Huiyou into meat sauce in the next moment.

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, and the young men began to make noise, this young man who looked better than the girls actually dared to fight the idea of "Zhenyi Society", this time he must have no return.

Hua Xun slowly raised his hand, and the indignant young people stopped making noise, and their eyes fell on this middle-aged man who was known as "Hua Boss" in the red light district. He is a little rickety, and he is not even fifty years old, and his temples are already gray, but this does not affect the image of Boss Hua in the minds of his brothers.

"This is a private matter between me and him, and you should leave it alone. Hua Xun's gaze swept over the faces of the young men who were at the head.

I don't know who shouted "Boss Hua's business is our business", and once again the crowd was angry, and there was a collective urge to rush up and tear this man who was more beautiful than a woman to pieces.

Hua Xun glanced at Li Huiyou, and his expression was a little proud: "You retreat to the end of the street, if there is anything, it will not be too late for me to greet you again." ”

These young people in the mixed society were still reluctant to move, until Hua Xun felt that his authority was being challenged, and glared angrily at the few tattooed youths in the lead, who did not dare to look at Hua Boss, silently lowered their heads, and said "retreat to the end of the street" after a while, and hundreds of people retreated in a mighty manner, but hundreds of pairs of eyes still looked at the two people at the corner of the street.

Li Huiyou chuckled: "This is your rivers and lakes?" His voice was flat, neither praise nor depreciation, without a trace of ridicule, but with regret that others could not understand.

Hua Xun tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I also thought that Lao Tzu was the best in the world, but when I was old, I didn't know that I wasn't even a fart." I just want to be a flat-headed citizen, then I will enjoy my market life, you take your Yangguan Road, I will take my single-plank bridge!" He suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, "This day, I have been waiting for a long time!" The previous leader of the action team was also cut off by himself, but at that time, he didn't think that his head would also be cut off by someone else.

Li Huiyou looked at those young men with strong blood, then looked at Hua Xun, and said, "They seem to worship you very much?"

Hua Xun shook his head: "I just live more down-to-earth." Without so much moralism, I was content as long as my brothers were better off and their families were better off. ”

Li Huiyou smiled, and actually smiled sincerely. He didn't say anything, just glanced at Hua Xun deeply: "I hope that many years later, you will still remember what you said." He turned, as if he had come quietly, and left quietly.

Hua Xun watched the stomping back leave, and when he finally sighed, he found that his back was already soaked, and he couldn't help but sigh that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and he was almost killed on the beach by the front waves.

Several young men with naked tattoos quickly stepped up: "Boss, are you okay?"

Hua Xun shook his head, "It's okay!" He turned and walked a few steps, then stopped, "Don't try in vain to trouble that person just now." The corpse in the middle of the street, clean it up, and don't let the police find it. ”

One of his subordinates asked, "Boss Hua, who is that corpse?"

Hua Xun also frowned suspiciously: "It should be that person's enemy." ”

"Isn't the enemy of our enemy our friend?" his subordinates didn't quite understand, which was not quite consistent with Boss Hua's usual style of acting.

Boss Hua turned around and said without looking back: "The enemy of this kind of enemy is also my enemy." He sighed, carried the sharp kitchen knife used to cut fish, walked into the "Huayinju", and turned his head to look in the direction where the young man had disappeared.

Goodbye, my motherland!

The next day, Cheng Qian specially asked George to a private place, and when he took out the 10 million cash, he trembled: "Mr. George, this is my savings for many years, you must take care of it! Of course, the profits will be divided into fifty and fifty according to what you said before!" He knew that as a stock broker, there must be an insider, otherwise how could he toss an astonishing growth in such a short period of time!

George also pretended to be surprised: "Cash, Boss Cheng, it's hard for me to deal with so much cash......"

Cheng Qian immediately heard the mystery, it was difficult to deal with, not impossible to deal with.

He smiled, "Well, I'll give you another five percent of my points to handle this cash!"

George squinted and laughed: "Boss Cheng is really refreshing, so let's do it, I'll sign a contract with you in private......"

"No!" Cheng Qian said categorically, "I can trust your character!" "Don't sign a contract, but it's not that he really trusts George, but because even if he signs a contract, he can't go to court with George if something goes wrong, and his only bargaining chip now is George's greed for money.