Causeway Bay District, a famous snack street.

The flow of people is endless.

Even if the night is cold, the dazzling array of food still ignites people's enthusiasm like fire.

"Mengyuan, this tastes good, try it."

Sun Xiangchen handed over a skewer of barbecue.

"Ouch, show affection on the street."

"Senior Sister Chen, do you still have contact with Senior Chu, can you give me his phone number?"

A little girl asked quietly.

When Sun Xiangchen heard this, his face immediately turned bad.

The word Chu Yi was like a demonic barrier that had been hanging over their hearts. From the initial disdain for him to the slight surprise to the current shock and fear, their psychology has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Especially for Chen Mengyuan and Sun Xiangchen, the power of the name Chu Yi is even more extraordinary.

One is a baby kiss ordered since childhood, and the other is a rival relationship, which is not a taste that can be experienced by the parties.

"He doesn't use a cell phone."

"What about WeChat or QQ, it won't and won't use it."

"yes."

Chen Mengyuan said embarrassedly.

"Wow, it's so cool, there are still people who don't have mobile phones and QQ these days!"

The little girl said with a look of adoration:

"He is worthy of being a martial arts master, but he is different from ordinary people."

Chen Mengyuan was also completely speechless. Ever since she saw Chu Yi's majesty with her own eyes, these little girls would come over every once in a while to inquire about him, which gave her a headache.

"Eat quickly, I'm going back tomorrow, I must have a good meal tonight!"

A chubby boy said as he nibbled on a fat pig's hand.

At this time, Sun Xiangchen's face suddenly sank.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mengyuan asked.

Sun Xiangchen pointed to a pair of masters and apprentices in front of him.

"What the hell is going on?"

Liu Yue said angrily.

"Look at their feet."

The young men and women took a closer look and immediately turned pale with fright.

"With their feet in the air, are they ghosts?"

"It's not a ghost, it's a martial artist who practices ancient Muay Thai."

Sun Xiangchen explained:

"I once read in a book that there is a group of martial artists in Thailand who practice ancient Muay Thai, and after decades of hard training, they can reach the realm of walking with their feet off the ground in the air, and the locals call them Baquan masters."

"Then compared to what martial arts master, who is more powerful?"

"I don't know."

Sun Xiangchen shook his head:

"But whether it's a martial arts master or a master of the Martial Arts Fist, there must be something big going to happen here, so it's better for us to leave quickly for the sake of safety."

Even if it is an arrogant person like Liu Yue, she chose to be silent at this time.

Without taking two steps, Chen Mengyuan suddenly stopped.

The people around also stopped and followed her gaze.

A young man, dressed in white and snowy, although his appearance is not good, he has a natural momentum. He's not tall, but he's standing up to the sky!

"Chu Yi."

Sun Xiangchen's face was gloomy.

"It's Senior Chu!"

A freshman girl rushed over like crazy.

This had a chain reaction, and almost half of the girls rushed over.

But they soon found that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get close to the young man in white.

Seeing that the young man was getting closer and closer, Chen Mengyuan opened her mouth, but found that she didn't know what to say at all.

Passing by, really passing by.

But Chu Yi didn't say a word, not even the expression on his face changed in the slightest.

Chen Mengyuan's heart was slightly cold, and she shook her head with a wry smile.

Sun Xiangchen's clenched fists were put down again, and he laughed at himself:

"We and him, after all, are people of two worlds."

For such a group of old people, Chu Yi really looked down on it. In the past, he was ignorant, and he had unrealistic fantasies about the school flower Chen Mengyuan, but now, even if this beauty is stripped naked and standing in front of him, he won't take a second look.

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory. What's more, it's the gap in the realm.

The silent walking of the master and apprentice did not attract much attention, and certainly no one noticed their dangling feet.

Kunshaka suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

Kunshaka shook his head and sighed:

"Suddenly I remembered, it seems that I haven't eaten mango rice for a long time."

Chanchai was stunned for a moment, and followed the teacher to a food stall.

"Bangkok's specialty snacks, you can find it all."

The owner shouted enthusiastically.

Mango rice is steamed with coconut milk and spices, cut a few slices of yellow mango and spread it on the rice, and eat it with mango slices rolled with rice, full of sweet coconut and mango aroma.

Khunshaka folded his hands and took the fragrant mango rice with a smile on his face, which was extremely religious.

This is also the first time in many years that Chanchai has seen his teacher, the famous Southeast Asian master Kunshaka, show such a look.

The mouthful look is like a child who has been away from home for many years, greedily tasting the delicious food carefully made by his mother.

"Teacher, I'm really homesick."

Chanchai sighed:

"Mrs. Tai died ten years ago, and the teacher didn't go back to see her for the last time."

As Kunshaka ate, he suddenly burst into tears, and the more he flowed, the happier he became.

"Teacher—"

Chanchai was really scared. He couldn't imagine that a super strong man who had been famous for a long time would actually cry.

The cold wind is biting, and even if you chant it, you can't help but shiver.

Dressed in white, he walked by.

At this time, Kunshaka raised his head.

An old and a young pass by.

The young man in white stopped, his face expressionless.

The old man also put down the mango rice in his hand.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the heavens and the earth soon became hazy.

People shouted and cursed to find a place to hide from the rain, and after a while, there were only three people left in the whole alley.

A young man dressed in white.

An old man in a gray robe.

There is also chanting standing quietly.

After a long time, the young man in white took the lead and walked to the depths of the long street with his hands behind his back, only a few people knew that it was the hiding place of Kunta, the number one drug lord on Hong Kong Island.

After the boy left, it was as if a volcano had erupted, and countless roars came from the air, and the majestic energy exploded endlessly, evaporating the water droplets in the sky.

Faintly you can see that in a mist of water vapor, there are countless figures fighting. That move is domineering, like a silver hook and iron stroke, revealing a simple and heavy desolate beauty, and the strength is as sharp as a knife between criss-crossing.

Bang bang!!!

The Buddhist bead in Kunshaka's hand suddenly burst open.

One, two, three......

In an instant, the originally intact string of orbs turned into dust.

The battle spirit soared in the air, and in an instant, between square inches, an old man and a young old man fought with force in the air, a simple duel of absolute power!

"Teacher!"

Chanchai rushed forward.

The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his whole body erupted with a crisp sound of "gelala", and he fell softly.

"It's amazing, it's amazing. If you can defeat me in strength, within ten years, this person will definitely set foot in the royal realm! ”

Kunshaka smiled indifferently:

And it did. In fact, since you arrived, I have been restless, and I feel that it is impossible to escape this fate, but after all, I still don't believe in fate, and in the end I lose. ”

Kunshaka already had an ominous premonition when he went out, so he stopped at the food stall to taste his childhood memories and hometown for the last time.

After 20 years of wandering, the Si people have passed away, things are not people, except for the handful of dirt in Bangkok's hometown, I am afraid that there is nothing in the world worthy of the concern of this master of boxing.

There was a drop of bloody tears in the corner of his eye, and what he was holding tightly in his hand was a piece of mango rice.

"Take me back."

These four words are the last words of this master of boxing. After twenty years of wandering, this old man is finally returning to his hometown. For him, this may be the best place to go.

Early the next morning, a big news broke out on Hong Kong Island, and Kunta, a big drug lord who had been entrenched in Hong Kong for more than ten years, disappeared for no apparent reason. Along with him, hundreds of guns and tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition disappeared. These were all thrown into the sea by Chu Yi.

At the same time, on a plane to Donghai City, Chu Yi was sleeping with Zhengxiang.

Next to him were two beautiful women.

Su Xuewu looked at the magazine with relish, while Li Mengli calculated the financial reports of the Royal Entertainment Group over and over again.

Originally, Chu Yi didn't want to take her back to the mainland, but Li Mengli said that she wanted to go to the mainland to play, and asked Su Xuewu to help intercede, so she reluctantly agreed.

Of course, the premise is that it can't interfere with his normal life, Li Mengli agreed.

Four hours later, the plane landed at Yuntian Airport in Donghai City.