Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Black and White House (1st Update)

Chinatown, New York. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Every day at four o'clock in the morning, in front of the early shop in Chinatown, a large cauldron of white steam has been set up.

All kinds of ingredients and meat are unloaded at the entrance of Chinatown, divided and packed, and sent to various butcher shops and restaurants, in the dim street, there is a sound of Yan Yan feeling more cordial talking, shouting, and "beep" when unloading and reversing, after entering Chinatown, the black-haired and black-eyed Yan Yan blends into the many Chinese on the street.

Yan Yan mingled in the crowd and walked to the agreed restaurant, an antique and elegant attic, with a signboard with gold characters on a black background on the lintel that read "Black and White Building" with three big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

In the early morning, there were almost no diners in the hall on the first floor, only three or two early customers walking birds were eating tea and teasing the birds.

A shopkeeper wearing a black Tang suit, with fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a clean rag on his left shoulder, was wiping the table neatly, and when he saw Yan Yan walking in, his eyes suddenly rolled over, and the young man quickly put down the rag, walked over quickly, and laughed in a low voice, "This master!" But the surname Yan? ā€

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and secretly said in his heart, "What a handsome skill!" ā€

This young man is only about twenty years old, but the steps under his feet are as heavy as light, every step looks crooked, but in fact every step is the same size of the pace, obviously a very steady kung fu, although not as good as the Iron Fist, Shang Qi and other martial arts masters, but against seven or eight thugs on the street, it is still more than enough.

Although the strength can only be regarded as good, but a small guy who runs the hall has such strength, thinking about the nearly 10,000 members of the New York Youth Gang, even if there are only a thousand such small guys, the strength is enough to sweep any force in New York.

Yan Yan suddenly became more and more curious about the most mysterious Qinggang in New York, nodded slightly, and arched his hands with fists, "I'm Yan Yan!" Have an appointment with Fu Hu! ā€

Xiao Er smiled slightly, put his right hand behind his back, and said with his left hand: "This way, please!" The young gang leader and a few elders were waiting for Mr. Yan upstairs. ā€

Less helper?

Yan Yan's expression was natural, but the information contained in this title made Yan Yan's heart tremble slightly.

The little servant walked smoothly, took Yan Yan all the way into the private room on the third floor, lightly buttoned the door frame, and after answering in the door, he pushed open the door and bent down to invite Yan Yan in.

The private room is simple and concise, the bamboo table, the bamboo chair, has a unique charm, on the left hand of the two bamboo chairs sits a stout middle-aged man, bald head and thick beard, the eyes are blazing, the opening and closing room is like thunder.

On the right hand is a tall and thin man in a black Tang suit, with a high nose and fat lips, and a humble expression, and the shrine on the wall behind the two is enshrined in a red piece of paper, on which are five big characters: "Heaven and Earth Monarch Teacher." ā€

The two looked at Yan Yan silently, Yan Yan's gaze swept over the faces of the two without a trace, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, this stout bald middle-aged man was the one who found him in an instant that day, and the other strength was slightly inferior, but it was not an idle character, the strength was much stronger than Daniel and Shangqi, and Yan Yan looked good at this moment, and it was already shocking in New York.

"Yan Yan! Welcome, I'm here to introduce you! Shangqi, who was also dressed in a black Tang suit, sat down with the two of them, and when he saw Yan Yan coming in, he got up to greet him with a smile, and then the bald man who was on his hands with a blank finger smiled and said, "This is my uncle Lei Gong, and this is my uncle, Fu Changhe, the head of the New York Youth Gang." ā€

Yan Yan stepped forward and bowed his hand slightly to the two of them, and then sat down with his hands in his hand, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and took a sip calmly.

Shangqi sat opposite Yan Yan, and asked with a soft smile, "Mr. Yan!" I didn't expect you to contact me so soon, I guess it must have brought good news! ā€

"Hmmm! I found him! Yan Yan sipped the fragrant tea and nodded slightly noncommittally.

"Found that turtle grandson? Where is it? Lao Tzu went to screw his head! Lei Gong suddenly got up and became more burly, his eyes were round, and he cursed angrily in Shaanxi-Gan dialect.

A fiery power gushed out from Lei Gong's burly body, standing in front of him, as if he was standing in front of a red-hot iron ingot, the heat was overwhelming.

"Lei Zun! Don't worry! Fu Changhe chuckled, nodded humbly and politely to apologize to Yan Yan, and said in a low voice, "Daniel, is a disciple carefully trained by Lei Zun, but he died in New York for no apparent reason, I am anxious, and I hope Mr. Yan will forgive me!" ā€

After Yan Yan shook his head to show that he didn't mind, Fu Changhe tilted his head thoughtfully, looked at Yan Yan silently for a moment, and laughed softly: "As far as I know, Mr. Yan Yan has a grocery store in Queens that provides magical props, and the objects of the transaction are all local gangster giants, and the wind is good?" … From what you have done, I can only say that you are a very sophisticated profiteer, and if I am an elder, I am very happy to have a Chinese like you in New York, but as a partner, I am skeptical of the information you have brought! ā€

"I'm sorry! Yan! These are just some routine investigations! Shangqi got up and apologized apologetically, but his eyes were like torches, staring at Yan Yan silently.

Get straight to the point, and take the lead first.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Yan Yan muttered in a low voice in his stomach: Sure enough, dealing with Chinese people is much more troublesome than dealing with foreign devils.

The Qing Gang's investigation of its own details was completely expected by Yan Yan, after all, the Green Gang was one of the underworld giants in New York, as the head snake, after Shangqi and Lei Gong arrived, if Yan Yan was not investigated, it would be a strange thing.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a lazy smile, Yan Yan calmed down, and the corners of his eyes rolled and snorted, "Since a few people don't believe it, then I will do it more!" I think that with the Qing Gang's own forces, they should be able to get news of Matthew soon. ā€

Yan Yan turned around and left, the situation in front of him, Yan Yan had already thought of a way to deal with it before coming.

Lei Gong frowned, in the Kunlun Holy Land, he is a noble Lei Zun who is worshiped by everyone, even if he is out of Kunlun, the Qinggang has received him with the highest standard all the way, a junior, he dares to be so unkind in front of him.

"Stop!"

With a thunderous scolding, a fist the size of a sea bowl punched out, the fist was covered with a layer of blue light, and blasted straight towards Yan Yan's knee, although he shot behind the back in anger, but he just wanted to teach Yan Yan, an arrogant descendant, a lesson.

Yan Yan's body turned, a punch blasted out, fist to fist, and took Lei Gong's punch, the two fists collided head-on, bursting with energy, making a loud sound that made people's eardrums burst, Lei Gong took a few steps back and smashed the bamboo chair behind him, Yan Yan also staggered under his feet, and involuntarily took three steps back.

Although strength is Yan Yan's weakness, this is only compared to the other two perverted attributes, which is eight times the strength value of a normal person, and Yan Yan is already a monster.

Lei Gong was surprised and sighed, glaring at the beads of his eyes and exclaiming: "You kid, what kind of monster are you?" There is such a strong effort. ā€

He felt that there was no true qi in Yan Yan's fist, and the punch that had just collided with him was completely the brute force of muscles.

Brute force and his true qi?

This kid is simply not human.

Shangqi looked at Yan Yan in shock, the strength that Yan Yan showed was completely beyond his greatest estimate, and silently exchanged a look with Fu Changjiang, nodding slightly without a trace.

Yan Yan turned around indifferently, frowned and whispered, "I came here just to see that everyone is Chinese, so I came to express my kindness, but don't mess with me!" Otherwise I wouldn't mind razing this place to the ground! Now that you've investigated me, it should be clear that as long as I take out a few props, countless people will be happy to help me do this! Although the Green Gang is strong, it is only the power of mortals... Don't forget! This is a world that belongs to God. ā€

Lei Gong was furious, speaking in Ganshan dialect, glaring at his eyes like a lion and roaring: "What an arrogant offspring." The fists clenched loudly, and I saw that I wanted to teach Yan Yan a good lesson.

"Lei Zun! Calm your anger! Shangqi looked at Yan Yan calmly, as if he wanted to see through Yan Yan's bones, if it weren't for Fu Changhe's information, he would never have imagined that Yan Yan, who was anxious for justice and righteousness, would have his true face like this.

The voice seemed to contain a wonderful magic power, which made Lei Gong suddenly quiet.

"Since, Mr. Yan is a businessman! I believe in the integrity of Chinese businessmen, and we have been in business to solve this problem! Shangqi arched his hand slightly, and said with a smile, "The current Qinggang helping Fu Manchu is my father, I think, I should be qualified to talk to Mr. Yan Yan about this business." ā€

"I really like you!" Yan Yan grinned, his interest was obviously raised by the business that Shangqi said, he tilted his head and chuckled, "Since this is the case, then things will be easy to handle!" I found Daredevil, what are you willing to buy his news with? Not! If the price is right, I wouldn't mind helping you get rid of him. ā€

Shangqi grinned, nodded slightly reservedly, and smiled, "Kill... We don't need to borrow outsiders' hands yet, I have this confidence! I know your rules..."

"Papa" clapped his palms, but in the blink of an eye, two little servants walked in carrying a large lacquered mahogany and brass box, and as soon as the box was opened, the golden light was brilliant, and the dazzling light reflected Yan Yan's ecstatic eyes into gold.

"This is a thousand taels of gold sealed from the treasury of the Qing Dynasty! I'll use it to sell you a message! Shangqi looked at Yan Yan, who was obsessively staring at gold, with a little disdain, and said in a majestic whisper, "If your news is true, I have another thanks!" But if the news is fake, the Green Gang has never been afraid of anyone, any force! Even if you chase to the ends of the earth, you will get justice. ā€

"Treasury gold, worth 16,000 gold coins!"

Playing with the heavy golden nails, Yan Yan's cold voice quietly sounded in his head.

"Of course! Anything can be done with money! Yan Yan quickly closed the box with his hands and feet, and carelessly took out two photos from his arms and threw them on the table.

"Hopefully where we can find him! Otherwise, I'll go back to you..."Shangqi glanced at the photo lightly, then smiled and stretched out his palm to Yan Yan.

Yan Yan shook hands with him gently, but did not answer, and walked straight out with the gold, and after a long time, he looked at the direction in which Yan Yan disappeared and whispered, "Yan Yan!" is an interesting person ... ā€

Outside Chinatown, Yan Yanmei put the gold into the system, grinning and muttering, "Threaten me? Hey...... I'll be sure to help you find Daredevil! ā€

Perfect disguise, the same combat skills, even the most familiar people, can not distinguish the real from the fake, only a few people in the world know the identity of this Daredevil. (To be continued.) )