In the Hongquan Martial Arts Hall, it was a mess.

The martial arts hall masters honestly squatted at the front with their heads in their hands.

"You too, squat, line up, each family to its own family, all squat honestly!"

The soldiers who poured in from the collapsed four walls, one by one, held their rifles, pointing at the disciples of the various martial arts fist sects.

These people held their heads in their hands, did not dare to blow up the thorns, and decoratedly behind their own masters, and squatted in several rows in accordance with the requirements of the soldiers.

Those who moved a little slower, those who moved bigger, and those who had a bad attitude, immediately smashed the butt of a gun next to them, and the muzzles of four or five guns were directly turned around and aimed at the head and heart of the troublemaker.

The person who was smashed immediately did not dare to move, even if the blood was flowing all over his face and his head, he did not dare to reach out and wipe it.

Several martial arts masters, especially Hong Zhennan, were stunned.

Most of the people who were smashed were disciples of his martial arts gym, and it was also these people who relied on their identity as the largest martial arts gym in Hong Kong, and they were used to beating people and making trouble to collect protection money, and their attitude was not so honest compared to other martial arts disciples.

Just in front of these military equipment, armed to the teeth - tactical helmets, black hoods, hard-soled military boots, black clothes, and a very obvious body armor on the outside, each with a semi-automatic rifle, a pistol and a saber hanging from his waist.

This level of equipment is enough even to fight a conflict-level battle.

These gangster youths who usually rely on the strength of the crowd and bully ordinary people with their skills can't even resist in the face of them!

Although Hong Zhennan was angry, he also knew very well that it was useless for him to negotiate with these soldiers.

And they didn't shoot, which shows that their people are still useful.

As long as you don't resist, maybe you will end well.

I just don't know who the commander of this continental army is.

At this time, Hong Zhennan also completely misunderstood, thinking that these soldiers were really from the mainland that had just been founded on the other side.

Pedal Pedal ......

[Someone is coming]

This thought flashed in the hearts of Hong Zhennan and the masters who were squatting at the front.

[Who is here?] 】

The other martial arts masters were worried and frightened to speculate about the identity of the person who came in.

Hong Zhennan already had a vague idea, he received the invitation to unify the entire martial arts association yesterday, and he was ...... today

It's hard to say that there is no connection here.

Hong Zhennan's eyes glanced in the direction of the door, and saw a pair of camel-colored round scalp shoes, which kept moving forward, and finally, stopped in front of Hong Zhennan.

"Look up."

A clear young man's voice rang out above.

Hong Zhennan raised his head with difficulty, he was obese, and he was sick, and he was drinking medicinal soup every day, and now he was squatting for so long, it was really hard for him.

This person!

This person, Hong Zhennan has seen it.

But it's not Sister Lin who fell from the sky.

As a very famous Chinese tycoon, Luo Hou often appears in newspapers, and photos circulate everywhere, and Hong Zhennan himself is also Chinese, so he naturally pays more attention.

This look was naturally immediately recognized.

It was him.

It turned out to be him, yes, it was him, and the name on the invitation was really his signature.

At this moment, the anger just now, not forked, holding breath, all dissipated with the wind, and there was no longer any of it.

The huge gap in status, fame, money, and class instantly made this martial arts master recognize his own weight.

[In front of him, what did he calculate, the entire Hong Kong martial arts community combined, people can't look down on it, it is already a great honor to let this tycoon go on a special trip and send a post......]

The origin of these soldiers is naturally very clear, such a big business, snowballing in more than half a year to create such a huge company, how can it be possible without enough security guards and enough bodyguards?

In the entire Longcheng Group, hundreds of security guards train every day, and even the most rampant gangsters dare not approach the surrounding five hundred meters, and they also know about this.

It is said that before this trip, he was escorted by three or four Ford cars, accompanied by more than double-digit bodyguards, and when I saw it today, the rumors were true.

It's no wonder that Hong Zhennan is short of breath, it's really the martial arts masters, looking at the scenery, there are dozens or hundreds of junior brothers below.

But in reality, these people are also half-black and half-white, and they also collect protection money in the street community, extort money, and even work as coolies to earn money.

Hong Zhennan is a relatively good one, he has a fish stall, but because of this, he was pinched by a little ghost, and he didn't dare to resist at all, and he had to often summon his younger brother to help the ghost head do things in vain, sweating and bleeding, but he couldn't get any remuneration, even medical expenses.

On the other hand, Luo Hou, the new tycoon, cooperates with the famous Kadoorie family in Hong Kong, a senior official of the British government in Hong Kong, and the chief leader of the Youth Gang in Hong Kong......

The difference in status at the top of a pyramid and at the bottom of society is enough to make anyone short of breath, let alone the Chinese in this era, the waist pole is not straight at all......

On the contrary, it is already an "honor" for them to be able to "contact" this tycoon so closely.

Luo Hou did not continue to say that during this time, he had come into contact with too many high-level and even top-level people in Hong Kong, and there were too many celebrities.

This Hong Zhennan, as well as the martial arts masters, if it weren't for his curiosity, he wouldn't have enough qualifications to see him.

Seeing him today, he can even be used as a business card and an advertisement by these martial arts masters in the future, greatly improving their social status and influence.

Luo Hou's new assistant took a step forward with great insight, spoke in place of Luo Hou, and officially opened his plan.

"Martial arts masters"

The martial arts masters who were squatting in front raised their heads one after another when they heard this.

The muzzles of the surrounding soldiers were retracted, and the apprentices behind the martial arts hall masters invariably breathed a sigh of relief, and their tense bodies relaxed slightly.

"Behind me is my boss, Mr. Luo Houluo, who is also the boss of the very famous Dragon City Group in Hong Kong, and the chairman ......"

A large number of assistants Balabala introduced Luo Hou's identity background, group size, number of people, and status to the martial arts hall master and their apprentices......

As expected, although I had seen the introduction in the newspaper before, I was actually extremely shocked to hear this assistant say it again.

At the same time, in the eyes of these people, around Luo Hou's body, there were more and more auras that were deified.

His status was involuntarily artificially elevated in the bottom of his heart.

I am naturally short of breath in my heart, and I have no grievances.

On the contrary, I silently made up in my heart, feeling what my identity is, what is the identity of others, and it makes sense to do so.