"Xi Jiu, according to your observation, is there anything abnormal in Huang Li?"

Zhou Wenqiang was wearing a cotton bathrobe, lying under the sun umbrella by the pool, and looked at Chen Xijiu, who wanted to say nothing, and said: "Don't worry about anything, just say what you want, and I won't blame you if you say something wrong." ”

She took the chicken soup and said thank you. Brother Qiang, she is still the kind girl she was back then, there shouldn't be any problems, you ...... Are you overly worried? ”

"Really?"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and nodded: "Maybe...... Xi Jiu, you can continue to associate with Huang Li. Why is your face red again, you should like her very much, right? ”

"Okay, a big man, don't do things squirming, if you like others, let go of them, so as not to regret them later, understand?"

"Yes, Brother Qiang, then I'll ...... gone"

Looking at Chen Xijiu's departing back, Zhou Wenqiang's fingers tapped the armrest of the recliner and frowned slightly.

Is it really that I am too careful?

Recently, he has checked the biographies of all the staff members at Chi Yan Primary School.

Only Huang Li's resume is a little odd.

Huang Li, 23 years old this year, an aboriginal of Hong Kong Island, has an average family background, but she is very hard-working, and she has been a top student since she was a child.

In 1946, at the age of eighteen, Huang Li was admitted to Stanford University in the lighthouse country with very good grades and received a full scholarship.

It took only five years for the female student to obtain a master's degree in engineering and returned to Hong Kong after the Spring Festival this year.

With her academic qualifications, she could have gone to teach at Hong Kong University, and at the worst she should have taught a high school or something, but she finally chose Chi Yan Primary School, which was established not long after the end of World War II.

It is said that she made this decision because she likes children and the school is close to her home so that she can take care of her mother.

On the surface, there seems to be no problem, but in Zhou Wenqiang's opinion, there are many doubts.

"Do you like children......"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled and glanced at Bai Yue, who was walking towards him with a plate of grapes, and suddenly asked: "Yue, you like children so much, do you want to be a teacher in elementary school?" ”

"Go and go, I'm also a foreigner, I have a bachelor's degree, even if I want to teach, I will teach middle school, why do I want to teach elementary school? You look down on me like that, huh? ”

Bai Yue'e was very dissatisfied.

"Hehe......"

Zhou Wenqiang laughed and said, "Yue'e, this is a grape that just came down, right?" I want you to feed me. ”

"Beautiful you."

Bai Yue'e snorted, but she still carefully opened a grape and gently put it into his mouth.

"Brother Qiang, according to your instructions, I have already invited a few celebrities from the top of the mountain to visit my home, and tomorrow is the mahjong game. But why did you want me to lose money to them on purpose? If this spreads, the outside world will say that you took the lady route in order to enter high society, are you really not afraid of losing face? ”

Bai Yue'e puffed out her mouth and said, "Besides, is it so good to enter the upper class?" I didn't expect that even Wen Qiang, you can't be exempt from vulgarity. ”

"Hehe, Yue'e, you scolded well, I'm just a layman......"

Zhou Wenqiang smiled: "It's one thing to not enter the upper class, and it's another thing to make a gesture of 'seeking progress'." My Yue'e is so smart, do you need me to say more? ”

"I really don't know what you're going to do, it's mysterious all day long."

Bai Yue'e glanced at him with a smile, and there was some guess in her heart that her man must be calculating someone again.

That man is so pathetic.

......

After nightfall, Zhiren Elementary School is as quiet as a pool of water without all kinds of noises made by the 'mythical beasts'.

According to Zhou Wenqiang's instructions, the messengers went home after 8 o'clock in the evening, but the elite of the Beiwang 'Soul Hall' was increased to fifty.

It is very difficult for the second aunt and grandmother to move, and Jiang Wentao really doesn't dare to trouble her 'old man' every day.

Fortunately, today is only the second night after Beiwang took over, and the other party is not a big name on Hong Kong Island, and it is estimated that it is impossible to mobilize any powerful forces, and there should be a head who can cope with everything.

Just in case, ten of the elite of the 'Soul Hall' carried box cannons, but if the opponent did not use firearms, they would not shoot easily.

This is Tsim Sha Tsui, after all, but it's not a lawless pirate den.

At one o'clock in the morning, figures flickered outside the school walls.

The head of the school stood on the roof of the school library, looking at the dense crowd of human heads outside, his brows slightly furrowed.

In fact, he didn't understand what Zhou Wenqiang meant, this primary school was obviously in the British Union, but he refused the British Union's helpers, and he wanted to use the power of Beiwang Security to confront these mysterious opponents.

I can't imagine what kind of force the other party is, obviously not in Hongmen, but he can casually gather hundreds of thugs.

At this moment, outside the walls of the school, there were more than 300 people gathered, although they were dressed in different attire, they all looked fierce, holding various weapons in their hands, some of them were carrying plastic oil drums, and the pungent smell of kerosene filled the surroundings.

The head of the church tightened the thick iron rod in his hand and walked down from the roof: "Open the school gate!" Form a three-person formation and scatter each other with me! ”

"Remember, don't make a fuss about people, just break their arms and legs for me!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the school gate of Zhiren Primary School opened, the head of the school took the lead, and the iron rod in his hand was impenetrable, as if a tiger rushed into the flock, and the bones were broken and the tendons were broken.

The Beiwang security guards behind him formed a three-person three-person triangular formation, just like seventeen steel knives, cutting into the enemy formation, and everywhere they went, people turned on their backs.

Although there are more than 300 people on the opposite side, they are a rabble, and their combat effectiveness is not even comparable to the old prefix of the British Union, it is more like a large circle of countries that have been improvised and collapsed, and they were either broken in their knees or broken in an arm.

In the screams of the chatter, there are three languages, Malay, Vietnamese, and Indian languages, and more than a dozen ethnic groups sing a song together, as if they are all calling their mothers......

"With this kind of combat effectiveness, you dare to make trouble?"

The head shook his head secretly, he was also a famous master of Shang Beach, and it was really unaccomplished to win these rotten boys.

Seeing that hundreds of people had fallen on the other side, the head of the sect raised the iron rod in his hand and said, "Stop!" Back to school, close! Give them a chance to clean up the battlefield. ”

After all, this is Hong Kong Island, so it's good to let the other party retreat, there is no need to overturn all these 300 people, and cleaning up the battlefield is not an easy job.

Sure enough, the other party did not dare to continue harassing after suffering a big loss, and fled with his injured companion.

The news reached Jiang Wentao, 'The other party attacked at night tonight and was repelled by our side, and our side lightly injured five people and injured more than 100 enemies.'

Jiang Wentao gave a new order, "The brothers who participated in the battle tonight will take turns tomorrow, and they will be replaced by fifty soul hall elites, and the head brother will work hard for another night." ’

On the second night, the opponent attacked again, and the number of people was reduced from three hundred to two hundred, but the combat effectiveness was nearly doubled.

The head of the sect won in a row, and fifteen people from the elite of the Soul Hall were injured.

On the third night, the head of the sect took turns to rest, and the elite of the Soul Hall was replaced by another batch of newcomers, and there were still fifty people. However, there were two masters in charge, Jiang Wentao invited out of Gong Er, and one of the sleepers, the 'First Line of Heaven', took action in person under Zhou Wenqiang's instructions.

The number of attackers on the other side was reduced to 100, and strong white men and black thugs began to appear, each of whom was extraordinary, more ruthless and good at fighting than soldiers, with faint traces of mercenaries.

Gong Er slapped and injured the opponent's five masters, including three white men who were proficient in free fighting and two black fighters with fierce boxing, and three of the opponent's masters were injured in the first line.

For the first time, the Soul Hall elite was seriously injured, with five seriously injured and eighteen lightly injured!

Both sides are using refueling tactics, slowly increasing their chips, and testing the strength of their opponents step by step.

Fourth Night...... The night here is quiet, and the other party is not coming.

The news reached Zhou Wenqiang.

Zhou Wenqiang replied to Jiang Wentao's words: "From tonight onwards, only masters such as the head of the sect and Mr. Gong Er will be left, and all the ordinary Beiwang security guards will be evacuated." In addition, Chen Dasheng was asked to sit on the top floor of the library and equip him with a sniper rifle. ”

"He only needs to be responsible for the other party's possible gun masters, and if the other party doesn't use firearms, he will ask the head and Mr. Gong Er to take action."

Jiang Wentao was a little worried: "Boss, in case the other party attacks ...... publicly"

"No, it won't. Davidson has been testing our strength for the past few days, and he now knows that ordinary circles, or even ordinary mercenaries, cannot pose a threat to us. In the days to come, he will either die down, or he will invite heavyweight masters, which are very expensive, and the number will not be large. ”

Zhou Wenqiang held the telephone receiver and chuckled: "It's been a long time since I've met a master who can make me pay attention, but I hope Davidson can surprise me." ”