I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 48 The Truth
"Come in slowly."

The man with glasses took off his glasses at this time, his face was full of fierceness. Looking closely, he should be young, but very courageous. He squinted his eyes and gave orders. If the sailor took a step forward, he would take a step back. Outside, dark clouds were rolling, and it was raining continuously. The other two sailors were holding guns, one on the left and one on the right, facing the door. When they saw him holding a gun, they all hid.

He grabbed the light, held the sailor hostage with a gun in one hand, and swung the light into the cabin with the other hand, shouting, "Old Huang."

The middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground holding his stomach. The short man was shot in the neck and was deader than dead. Lin Xi was nowhere to be seen.

Oops!

The man with glasses thought something was wrong and was about to retreat to the wall when a force came from his side, "Snap!" His head buzzed and his hand could no longer hold the gun. The dizziness made him crawl on the ground and he knocked over the bucket. He lay on the ground, sticky all over and almost fainted.

Lin Xi caught the gun that fell to the ground, stepped on the light, turned his body slightly sideways, and hid in the shadow of the cabin door.

The sailor looked at the short man's body, which had fallen to the ground, with a pale face, and murmured, "The bow is dead, the bow is dead."

"Fighter..." The middle-aged man called Lao Huang slowly got up and said with a bitter smile, his eyes full of helplessness. The knife on his sleeve was broken into three pieces and fell at the feet of the short man. He lost his weapon and was alone facing such a master. He no longer had the ability to resist.

Lin Xi looked at him with interest. No wonder there were so few people on the boat. It was probably because except for him, everyone else came for the gold.

It turned out that the short guy was on the boat from beginning to end. Old Huang was connected to the man with glasses in the trio. The knifeman was pure, probably coming to hunt down the trio who got the gold from somewhere.

"Tap~" The snakehead walked into the cargo hold calmly, his clothes were already soaked. He wiped the rain off his cheeks, glanced at the dead short man at the bow, and sighed, "I told you not to be greedy for this gold, it will cause trouble."

The killing in the cargo hold was going on with abandon, but no one would touch the crew members outside. Who would drive the ship if the crew members were killed?
Old Huang leaned against the wall, pointed at the dozen or so gold bars on the ground and said to Lin Xi, "I don't know who asked you to help, but these are all the gold bars. Ziqiang and I don't know where the rest are."

"Will you be willing to keep the money you got from kidnapping the eldest daughter of the Zhou family in Hong Kong Island?" asked the snakehead.

Ziqiang, who was lying on the ground covered in dirt, retched and said in a deep voice: "If the arms dealer I contacted had not disappeared inexplicably, how could he have left the gold for you." He paused and continued: "If we don't have some way to launder money in this business, we would have been eaten alive long ago."

He was a bachelor, and looked like he was ready to kill or chop you up at will, but he subconsciously glanced at "Gold", and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

"That's right." Old Huang responded, "The young man (the knifeman) is probably a new assassin hired by Boss Zhou. Of course, he doesn't care where the money is. If I hadn't been unable to get the money, I would have killed those two idiots a long time ago."

What he meant was that he was not sure about getting the money, and the real big share was with those two veterans, which was why Ziqiang was included in the trio.

At this point, everyone basically understood what had happened. The snake head looked at Lin Xi and said, "What do you think, sir?"

Lin Xi threw the gun in his hand upwards, walked straight to where the gold was scattered, raised his foot to pick up a piece of gold, but before he could move, Ziqiang, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up, pinched the snake's neck and retreated to the wall.

The sailors did nothing and ignored him who was holding the snakehead hostage.

Old Huang's face changed. The unusual behavior of these people gave him a bad feeling. "Shhh~" Lin Xi rubbed the surface of the 'gold', and the golden powder fell off, revealing the iron bars inside. He smiled and said, "Is this the gold you used to buy arms?"

Haha, this young man named Ziqiang hardly speaks the truth, and his acting skills are simply superb. The sound of the gold falling was masked by Ziqiang's roar, so the three martial artists did not notice it at the first time.

But just now, he revealed an undetectable flaw at the critical moment of life and death, which made Lin Xi instinctively feel that there might be something wrong with the gold. When he kicked it, he found something wrong from the weight.

Old Huang's face suddenly darkened, "Zhuo Ziqiang, how have I ever let you down?"

Zhuo Ziqiang seemed to have no intention of explaining at all. With no bargaining chips in his hand, he sneered and said to Lin Xi: "Let me know, sir, I do have some money to buy arms, but it was from the society. It's just that the idiot who contacted me went to participate in some Hong Kong fighting tournament and died in it..." Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth.

"Then he's dead. I received 30% of the deposit, but the goods didn't arrive, which made me run away. Before I left, I found a partner with them to do a job. I hired the killer and Lao Huang. I know where the money is. As long as you -"

"Puff" the snake head pulled the dagger out of Zhuo Ziqiang's ribs, and stabbed him a few more times as if he was not satisfied. Then he spat at the young man who died with his eyes open.

Old Huang looked a little dazed. Looking at the calm Lin Xi, he couldn't help but collapse on the ground.

This night was like a roller coaster, and his fragile brain could hardly take it.

"What a good show." Lin Xi laughed softly. With the continuous reversals, it was getting more and more exciting.

The most important thing is, fighting tournament, arms dealer, dead, why does it feel so familiar? It seems that the only person who died in the Hong Kong Fighting Tournament was Yamazaki Ryuji...

"The captain is dead, we can only be buried with him." The snakehead sat at the stairs of the cabin door, wiped his hands on the wall, took out the cigarette box from his waist, and rolled a cigarette. He said: "The captain is a South Vietnamese, responsible for the entry and exit of this ship. Boss Zhou asked him to capture those three people to vent his anger. He wanted to make a fortune, so he set sail..."

"Now that he's dead, we're going to Vietnam or back to Hong Kong Island, which means we're going to die."

North and South Vietnam were unified ten years ago, but many South Vietnamese people sneaked into Hong Kong Island to join gangs. This was because they were all military men and had been living off the war for years. There were several martial arts masters who were once trained by the Americans and were famous for their ruthlessness throughout Hong Kong Island.

What happens on a ship while it is out at sea has never been confirmed. In the business of smuggling and illegal immigration, there is usually a bow. If the bow dies, everyone is buried with him. Otherwise, there is no way to control the people going out to sea below.

Upon hearing this, Old Huang's face turned pale, and his condition was almost the same as when the sailors first saw the short man die.

"Boss, the rain has stopped." The sailor outside shouted.

Through the narrow cabin door, one could see the dark clouds outside gradually drifting away. The bright moonlight fell down. The snakehead lit a damp cigarette. Thick smoke rose. He coughed and just kept puffing out smoke.

(End of this chapter)