Chi chi chi chi chi chi!!! — —
Long tongues of flame spat out from the muzzle of the submachine gun and shot into the rows of wooden planks placed on the ground. In an instant, wood shavings flew everywhere and the rows of wooden planks were shot into a hornet's nest. It was an unsightly sight to behold.
After shooting a magazine, Ye Xuan looked at the dozens of burly men who seemed to be frozen in place. He slowly removed the magazine and put it in his pocket. Then, when he took his hand out of his pocket, another magazine filled with bullets appeared in his hand. He leisurely loaded the magazine into the submachine gun. Only then did he look at the dumbfounded burly men around him calmly like a king inspecting his own territory.
Gulp!!! — —
In the crowd, someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Then, as if it was contagious, the sound of saliva swallowing rose and fell, as if they were playing a beautiful song.
"Who else wants to fight?" The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth curled up slightly. He held the submachine gun in his hand and looked at the surrounding burly men who were frozen in fear. Finally, he looked at Zheng Weiji whose legs were trembling.
"You can't bully people like this!" Looking at the submachine gun pointed at him and the machetes, iron rods and other cold weapons in the hands of these people, Zheng Weiji wailed loudly in his heart.
Zheng Weiji was also shocked by the submachine gun that suddenly appeared in Ye Xuan's hand. His legs were so scared that they almost cramped. When he saw Ye Xuan's gaze on him, his face turned pale. Looking at the submachine gun pointed at him and the wooden planks that were shot into a hornet's nest, he secretly swallowed his saliva. He knew that he had kicked an iron plate today and shook his head like a rattle drum.
"That's right. Harmony brings wealth, don't you guys think so?" Ye Xuan held the submachine gun in his hand and looked at the burly men around him with a smile. Every time he looked in a direction, those ferocious men who were like fierce tigers would be like mice that had seen a cat under Ye Xuan's gaze. One by one, they lowered their heads and looked away. None of them dared to look him in the eye.
But this was normal. After all, although these burly men were on Zheng Weiji's side, in the face of a gun that could kill them at any time, it was already very courageous of them to still stand there and not immediately turn and run.
"Since you guys aren't fighting, then we'll be leaving!" Ye Xuan smiled. He put the submachine gun in his hands into his clothes and stored it in the storage space. He winked at Ye Wen, signaling for them to follow him. Then, he walked out of the fish stall.
As Ye Xuan and the other two walked forward, the burly men who had surrounded the three of them automatically made way for them. The three of them slowly walked out of the way as if they were taking a leisurely stroll in the park. And those burly men just slowly spread out behind them with knives in their hands. They were also afraid that Ye Xuan would suddenly go crazy and take out his gun to shoot at them. At this time, turning around and running away was the worst idea, because if they were not careful, they would be shot in the back. Of course, these people understood this.
"Ah!" Just as the three of them walked out of 'Li Hong Ji's Fish Stall', a series of battle cries suddenly came from the opposite side. A group of burly porters carrying wooden sticks, carrying poles, and wearing coarse short sleeves rushed over from the opposite side.
Suddenly, the eyes of the burly man who was running in front widened. His face revealed an expression of disbelief and he immediately ran to the side of Ye Xuan and the other two. He placed his hands on Ye Xuan's shoulders and exclaimed with some suspicion, "Ah Hsuan. You're not dead? "
Seeing the person who came, a smile appeared on Ye Xuan's face. He patted the person's shoulders with both hands and said with a smile, "Brother Jin. I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you to change so much! "
"Hahaha, no. No, I'm old, I'm old. On the other hand, Ah Hsuan, you're still the same. If Master Ye wasn't by your side, I really wouldn't dare to acknowledge you! Master Ye, it's been a long time. After the Japanese attacked last time, everyone was busy running away and we got separated. I didn't expect you to come to Hong Kong. "Jinshan laughed heartily.
"Hello, Master Jin. I trust you've been well since we last met!" Ye Wen smiled and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Good, good, good. Oh right, what are you guys doing here? Are these bastards looking for trouble with you? Don't worry, leave this matter to me. " After Jinshan finished exchanging pleasantries with the two, he looked at the thirty to forty burly men behind the three of them who were holding machetes and iron rods. He shouted in a tough tone, "Are you bastards looking for trouble with my brother? Where's Hong Zhennan? Call him out, I! "
Hearing Jinshan's words, Zheng Weiji, who was standing in front of the crowd, looked at Ye Xuan, who was standing behind Jinshan calmly. He cursed in his heart, "We're looking for trouble with them? We'll be thankful if this Death God doesn't look for trouble with us. Which eye of yours saw us looking for trouble with him? Can't you see that we don't dare to move at all? We're sending the Death God to his doorstep. "
Of course, Zheng Weiji didn't dare to say what he was thinking. Not only was this Death God still here, but he was also facing Jinshan, who controlled the entire Deepwater Wharf. Even his master didn't want to offend him, so how could Zheng Weiji dare to offend him?
"Master Jin, you must be joking. We don't have the guts to look for trouble with Master Jin and your brother. We're just sending them to their doorstep," Zheng Weiji said with a flattering smile.
Looking at Zheng Weiji, who was flattering him with a flattering smile, Ye Xuan smiled slightly. It seemed that even with the self-regulation of the movie, it was not the same. At least, Ye Xuan remembered that in the previous movie, Zheng Weiji was not afraid of Jinshan at all. But now, looking at Jinshan's attitude, not only did Zheng Weiji seem to be afraid of him, but he also dared to call Hong Zhennan by his name. It seemed that Jinshan had been doing well in the past 11 years!
"Sending them to their doorstep? Do you think I'm stupid? Are you sending them off with machetes? Where are you sending them to? The netherworld? "Jinshan said angrily.
"Put down your machetes … No, Master Jin, it's …"
"What are you doing?" Just when Zheng Weiji was about to explain to Jin Shan with a bitter face, a loud shout suddenly came from the side. Hearing the voice, everyone turned their heads towards the source of the voice. They saw a large group of people slowly walking towards the entrance of the fish stall, led by a middle-aged man who was wearing a long black robe. He had a sturdy figure, and his hair was slightly white. He seemed to be in his fifties.
Seeing this middle-aged strong man, Zheng Weiji's face lit up. He shouted to the middle-aged strong man, "Master!"
The middle-aged strong man was Zheng Weiji's master, Hong Zhennan. It was he who cleared up the relationship with the officials of the British colonial government, so the martial arts club in Hong Kong could teach martial arts safely. Therefore, he had become the representative of the entire Hong Kong martial arts world and had a pivotal position in the entire Hong Kong martial arts world.
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