1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 375 Li Zhiying's Legacy
"His pride laughs at the waves, his blood is hotter than the sun, his courage is like iron, his bones are like steel..."

Chen Shilong got up from his room early in the morning, washed up and made a phone call. The martial artist from the Chen family had already gone downstairs to wait for him.

Humming "A Man Should Be Self-reliant" which Zhai Yuan wrote for him.

Chen Shilong walked out of the hotel room and put on a suit.

When I arrived at the corridor, I happened to see the tall Zhong Chuhong leaning against the wall, rubbing her toes on the ground, as if she was hesitating about something.

Directly opposite the door is Zhai Yuan's guest room.

"Ah Hong~"

Seeing this, Chen Shilong paused, stomped on the floor intentionally to make some noise, and greeted with a smile.

Zhong Chuhong was slightly surprised, and as if frightened, she immediately put away some of her little girl attitude, returned to her usual royal sister look, and smiled and nodded at Chen Shilong.

"Brother Long."

After a brief hesitation after greeting, Zhong Chuhong asked tentatively: "Are you here to see Mr. Zhai?"

"Ayuan?" Chen Shilong was slightly startled when he heard this, and shook his head and asked, "No, he's gone. Didn't he tell you?"

Zhong Chuhong's eyes widened: "Leaving? Where to?"

"I'm back to Hong Kong. I hurriedly booked a flight yesterday afternoon. It seems like I have some urgent business to attend to."

Chen Shilong rubbed his big nose and continued, "But let me stay and help him with some other things. Damn! He really knows how to order people around."

Zhong Chuhong asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Shilong counted on his fingers and chattered, "First of all, of course, I have to continue to promote "Hiroshima Monster". I don't know where he heard that Akira Toriyama is a fan of mine, the one who draws the "Dragon Ball" comics. He wants me to invite him to Hong Kong for exchanges and study, and to meet a few of his friends here. You know he has a factory in Japan, and many of the workers there are fans. Let's have a meet-and-greet..."

Basically all they talked about were work-related matters. They treated Brother Long like a mule. No wonder he sounded so unhappy.

Zhong Chuhong frowned when she heard this and couldn't help asking, "What about me?"

Chen Shilong was puzzled: "What?"

Zhong Chuhong took a deep breath, waved her hands and forced a smile: "Nothing."

Chen Shilong looked at the closed door of Zhai Yuan's guest room, and then at Zhong Chuhong.

understood!

"Ayuan said that your leg skills are sharp enough, you can consider becoming a female fighter."

Chen Shilong made a teasing remark, Zhong Chuhong's face turned slightly red, and he narrowed his eyes and pretended to be threatening. Chen Shilong immediately laughed and dodged a few meters away.

"Let's go~Go and help your boyfriend do his bidding."

"Talking nonsense!"

Zhong Chuhong raised her hand in indignation, as if to hit him, but Chen Shilong had already turned the corner and entered the elevator with a smile.

It is obvious that ever since Zhai Yuan bit me at the premiere, everyone in the crew has been a little more polite to me recently.

Even a big brother like Chen Shilong's attitude became kinder than before, and he even cracked a few jokes.

Since actresses cannot bring in box office revenue, they have never been taken seriously in the industry, so the trend of finding a godfather is stronger than that of male actors.

Come to think of it, she is now the top star of Jiuyi Entertainment, but she is still not as well treated as someone who had a scandal with Zhai Yuan.

Zhong Chuhong sighed when he thought of this.

Looking at the tightly closed guest room door, I walked up and tried turning the handle twice, and sure enough, it was locked.

She pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and muttered, "You left without even saying hello. Are you so stingy that you get angry after being kicked twice?"

…………

There is no time difference between Tokyo and Hong Kong.

Zhai Yuan suddenly decided to rush back and took the last flight alone.

It was already evening when we arrived in Hong Kong.

Walk out of the airport.

A familiar pickup truck was parked on the side of the road. Wei Xing leaned against the door and lit a cigarette while waiting. When he saw Zhai Yuan coming out, he put out the cigarette and walked over to him.

"Where is the thing?"

Zhai Yuan walked up to Satellite and asked directly without any unnecessary words.

Satellite replied: "It is temporarily stored in the city, in Brother Brave's martial arts gym."

Zhai Yuan asked again: "How many are there?"

Wei Xing thought for a moment and replied, "The kind of boxes that hold Kangshuaibo instant noodles, a whole box of them."

The two did not take the car.

From Kai Tak Airport, it is only a hundred meters away to enter the walled city.

In January, the demolition of the Walled City by the Hong Kong government became a hot topic, but the ground-moving work has not yet started and the Walled City is still brightly lit at night as usual.

Walking into the walled city, you will see dog meat stalls, fantan restaurants, roadside drug addicts, and one-cent chickens everywhere along the street.

There were even quite a few foreign faces carrying photographic equipment.

As the news of the imminent demolition of Kowloon Walled City spread, explorers from all over the world rushed to this lawless area in the hope of leaving behind the last audio and video footage.

Wei Xing took Zhai Yuan through the south gate of the city.

Turning into a muddy alley on Longjin Road, we saw Shangguan Yonggan's martial arts school at a three-way intersection near Longcheng Road.

Brave Martial Arts School, the authentic northern style!
"Your mother's feet! You said you would refund 30,000 yuan, but now you only have 29,500 yuan. Are you bullying me for not knowing how to count?"

Before he even approached the entrance of the martial arts gym, he heard Shangguan Yonggan questioning in a mixed Henan and Cantonese voice, which did not sound like a master at all.

Among the Five Ancestors, the other three stood behind Shangguan Yonggan and tried to dissuade him, saying, "Forget it, Brother Yonggan. Don't bother with them over a few hundred dollars."

Shangguan Yonggan turned around and glared at the three of them, cursing, "Bullshit! You don't care about 500 yuan, how many days have you eaten a full meal? I will send 500 yuan back and the village chief will kowtow to me!"

After scolding his own people, he turned around and looked at the young men opposite him, and said confidently: "What! We agreed that 30,000 is 30,000. You bully me just because you are from the welfare association? How about we fight and then settle the score?"

The young men on the opposite side shook their heads helplessly and murmured to each other. The leader stepped forward and smiled apologetically: "Master Shangguan, how dare we fight you? Five hundred yuan of depreciation is not much... Forget it, let's consider it as a loss and give you another five hundred yuan, okay? Anyway, you just need to move out before the end of the year."

Shangguan bravely took the few pieces of Hong Kong dollars handed over by the other party, counted them again, and then smiled: "That's right! Don't worry, I will move in as soon as I find a good place!"

The crowd dispersed.

Zhai Yuan and Wei Xing came over and the two sides greeted each other.

Zhai Yuan pointed at the young men who were walking away and asked, "What's going on?"

Shangguan Yonggan lowered his head and continued to count the Hong Kong dollars, grinning and saying, "They said that my place is going to be demolished, and the martial arts school I bought for 30,000 yuan can now be fully refunded, as long as I move out before the end of the year and make room for them."

There are no land deeds for buying and selling houses in the walled city, and everything depends on the Dragon City Welfare Association as a witness. The Welfare Association is also equivalent to the worst society in Hong Kong, and is far better than the three major gangs outside when it comes to fighting and robbing.

However, seeing those young men from the welfare association just now, they were so timid in front of Shangguan Yonggan.

Zhai Yuan knew that his martial arts school was already quite famous in the city.

"Let's go inside first."

Shangguan Yonggan put the 30,000 yuan he had just received into his arms, patted them hard, and invited Zhai Yuan to enter the martial arts hall.

He was still boasting, "Hey, that's great. I'll go to the Welfare Club tomorrow to transfer the ownership. It means I've lived here for three years for nothing. Hong Kong people are really stupid and have a lot of money."

Zhai Yuan walked at the end and smiled. He wondered whether he should tell Shangguan Yonggan that as long as he stayed for a while longer until the demolition, the Hong Kong government would provide them with public housing and pay compensation three times the market value of this martial arts school.

You are so stupid that you just give up the demolition compensation to others, and you still think it's beautiful!

"Forget it, let's not tell him, or else I'll have to fight with the Welfare Association."

Zhai Yuan shook his head, turned his head and said to Wei Xing: "Close the door, take out the things first so I can take a look."

……

"Boss, everything is here."

It was something that was so worth it that Zhai Yuan stopped flirting with Zhong Chuhong and rushed back to Hong Kong overnight.

They were neatly placed in a suitcase.

Satellite pulled a box out from the bed, unzipped it, and revealed boxes of tapes inside.

"We found them in the safe at Li Zhiying's home. He was the first one to be killed. His wife told us about these things in order to protect herself and the three children."

Wei Xing calmly recounted what happened and continued, "After listening to one box, I thought you might be able to use it, so I brought all of it back."

In the whole thing.

The most innocent person should be Li Zhiying’s Filipino wife.

Needless to say, Li Zhiying.

His father was once a wealthy family in Shunde, Cantonese. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he helped the Kuomintang transport gold to Hong Kong. Fatty Lai was able to join him in Hong Kong later, and he also relied on the few pieces of gold hidden by his concubine's mother to raise enough money for the travel expenses.

The three sons, Lai Jianyan, Li Ming and Lai Yaoyan, will also be heavyweights who will inherit their father's business in the future.

Only his Filipino wife did not get involved because she later had an affair.

This time they caught them all in one fell swoop, which made Zhai Yuan feel a little ashamed.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his emotions, Zhai Yuan picked up one of the tapes, put it into the machine, and pressed the play button.

After the hissing sound of rewinding.

A clear human voice soon came out of the recorder.

Li Zhiying: "Situ, next month the American foundation will receive a sum of money. Three million Hong Kong dollars will be donated in the name of Jordan Lee as a donation to your faction, and the other two million will go into your overseas account."

Situ: "There are recent demonstrations in Myanmar. We need to order 100,000 sets of T-shirts from Jordan and print slogans on them. We won't pay you. When the situation there stabilizes, the local bank will give you some shares."

Li Zhiying: "This happened in Arabia last month, and now it's happening again? The big boss really has too much money to spend, when will it be Hong Kong's turn?"

Szeto: "It may not be in Hong Kong, it may be in Taiwan. Anyway, all this is done for world peace and stability. If you work hard, you may even win the Nobel Peace Prize in the future..."

A tape was quickly finished.

Zhai Yuan thought that in the future, when Fatty Li was in custody, his cronies and financial backers actually nominated him for the Nobel Peace Prize in order to get him out.

I don’t think that the man named Situ in the recording is a prophet. I just find it absurd and funny.

I listened to several more tapes in succession.

Zhai Yuan even found a recording of his conversation with Li Zhiying.

"First, I will arrange for you to take over the sign of the Forbidden Fruit Daily. After that, an overseas trust fund will provide one million US dollars every month for the normal operation of the newspaper. Once your sales volume increases, we can discuss other matters..."

Zhai Yuan rubbed his face vigorously and exhaled foul air.

As expected, he is a paparazzi. No wonder he always chooses the place for us to meet and asks us to turn off our electronic devices in advance. He is the master of the show, right?

Among the few videotapes interspersed among them, there are also records of Li Zhiying and foreigners communicating with each other in English.

Fat Lai often hides his inability to speak English, but in fact he speaks it quite fluently.

Unfortunately, among the six people in the room, Zhai Yuan, who had the best English, was still only half-baked and did not understand what was said in the English tape.

I had to take it back and ask my cousin to translate it.

"I was reading the newspaper with Zhong Chuhong, and I was a little afraid to go home."

Zhai Yuan scratched his head when he thought of this and started to worry about another thing.

It is said that when the newspaper report of "Prodigy Yuan passionately kisses Zhong Chuhong" was sent back to Hong Kong, Zhou Haimei and the others would definitely see it.

But two days have passed and I haven't received a single call. It's scary.

"Come, burn incense."

While he was thinking, Shangguan Yonggan's voice rang out.

Brother Yonggan ceremoniously took out an incense burner and handed the incense sticks to Zhai Yuan. "It's written in the book that we've all been on the battlefield and seen blood. We have evil spirits on us. Even if those big and small traitors become ghosts, they won't dare to bother us. But you have to worship, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble."

Zhai Yuan inexplicably performed a ritual, inserted the incense into the incense burner, turned his head and looked at the satellite: "What kind of nonsense book is he reading recently?"

Wei Xing shrugged. "Night Talks from a Chinese Studio, illustrated edition, 2.50 yuan a copy."

pick!
Zhai Yuan rolled his eyes.

Why would I be afraid of ghosts? Uncle Nine and Lam Ching Ying are my younger brothers!

……

I wanted to keep the tape temporarily in the Walled City, but considering that the Walled City is a mixed crowd, it would be more troublesome if it was lost.

My own home is not suitable either.

Once Li Zhiying dies, a search warrant might be sent to his home tomorrow.

So we took advantage of the night at two o'clock in the morning.

The Five Patriarchs of Shaolin carried the suitcases into the car, and Zhai Yuan asked Wei Xing to go to Kowloon Tong to store the things at Deng Leling's residence first.

Make a few copies after a while and use them as your own bargaining chips.

The rest can be handed over to the state.

Zhai Yuan patted the suitcase in the trunk, thinking that this was the real bargaining chip. Li Zhiying's death was definitely worthy of its death this time.

When leaving the city.

Shangguan Yonggan instructed the other three people: "You must be both civil and military, and strive to be strong. From now on, you will work with Wei Xing to protect Xiao Zhai's safety. I have seen that you are holding someone else's life in your hands. If others find out, many people will want to kill you."

Zhai Yuan thought about it and agreed.

The only chaotic thing in Hong Kong is the gangs, but the rich guys all treat the gangs as nothing and I've never seen any of them hiring bodyguards.

This is what happened to Li Zhiying, and he was easily killed.

Later, when the dragon from Taiwan killed the real estate tycoon Wang Dehui and the number one gangster Qiang Ge kidnapped Li Jiacheng's son, these wealthy businessmen began to feel a sense of crisis.

We really need to strengthen security.

"Brother Brave, you are the best fighter, why don't you come and protect me?"

"Fuck! I learned a lot of Kung Fu, can I be your guard dog?"

The car carrying Zhai Yuan and the other four ancestors drove out of the city.

Zhai Yuan asked curiously, "Hey! Which book did this henchman character come from?"

Wei Xing held the steering wheel and looked ahead, with a smile on his face: "It should be the Three Heroes and Five Gallants, I forgot..."

(End of this chapter)