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According to Uncle Tak, he attended Queen's College when he was young. Before the Radish Head occupied Hong Kong Island, he was already an anti-Japanese vanguard, often organizing marches and performances for his classmates to raise funds to support the mainland's resistance against Japan.

After the Japanese occupied Hong Kong Island, a large number of young intellectuals joined the resistance. Several of Uncle De's classmates joined the Kuomintang's underground organization in Hong Kong Island, while Uncle De chose to join the newly established Hong Kong and Kowloon Brigade.

Because of his knowledge and quick wit, he was quickly selected for the short-gun squad. The short-gun squad had the most combat experience in the entire brigade and had the most diverse talents. Uncle De was like a big sponge, quickly absorbing the expertise of his comrades and turning it into his own skills.

He himself said that his short gun skills were quite outstanding in the later period, closely following Liu Heizi, the number one short gun team member and sharpshooter of the East Column. His boxing skills were authentic Cai Li Fo, which he learned from his comrades. Due to the limitations of the conditions and environment at that time, he did not learn Cai Li Fo's weapon fighting methods. Later, he was selected to study at the column headquarters and learned a set of mace techniques that were said to have been passed down by Qin Qiong of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Uncle De learned the authentic Choy Li Fut, he did not learn it completely. After decades of practice, he developed his own set of "Choy Li Fut - Iron Arrow Fist" and two sets of stance training.

His Iron Arrow Fist incorporates elements of both Tiger and Crane Fist, featuring agile yet stable footwork, long-range punches, and a combination of fists and feet, combining offense and defense, with a blend of hardness and softness in his punches. Cao Tai was initially swayed by his soft techniques and nearly captured several times by his grappling skills, ultimately only managing to escape through sheer physical strength.

There weren't many boxing routines, which Cao Tai quickly learned. However, it was Uncle De who directly taught him the secrets of generating power for two hours before Cao Tai had a basic understanding. After all, the military and police combat techniques he had learned before mostly relied on strength to win, and the techniques were mostly grappling. He had never learned the specific tricks of generating power.

Learning boxing from Uncle De this time has truly broadened his horizons. I estimate that once he masters the boxing techniques and understands the methods of generating power, his overall strength will exceed 2000 jin (1,000 catties), comparable to a Siberian tiger weighing 300 kg and over 2.5 meters in length. With a casual swing, he can exert tremendous force, enough to shatter human bones.

In the end, Yu Hongsheng, who was eager to test his skills, also suggested that he spar with Cao Tai.

Cao Tai, who had suspected his opponent was a master, felt that he had undergone an epic upgrade (scratch that), and that he had made up for his initial weaknesses and was no longer afraid of any opponent, so he readily agreed.

Then Cao Tai did indeed win, although it was easier than winning against Uncle De, but he felt more pressure because Yu Hongsheng was actually practicing Muay Thai. While Yu Hongsheng's technique and power generation weren't as refined as Uncle De's, his strength far surpassed Uncle De's, and his attacks were like a continuous downpour. If it weren't for Cao Tai's overwhelming advantage in strength and his doubled physique, which meant that even when hit by two elbows and a leg, he only felt pain but not serious injury, and if he hadn't counterattacked, landing a punch that grazed a small part of Yu Hongsheng's right shoulder, although it wasn't a solid hit, Yu Hongsheng's right arm would have instantly lost feeling. Uncle De called a stop in time, and Cao Tai had won.

Uncle De then used liniment to rub and massage Yu Hongsheng's arm for about 10 minutes until his right arm regained movement. Uncle De gave him half a bottle of liniment and told him to apply it and rub it for a few minutes every day. It would take a week for his arm to fully recover.

During the conversation, Cao Tai learned that Yu Hongsheng had gone to Siam to learn boxing when he was young. He studied under Muay Thai master Yutong and had won the Lumbini Grand Prix. In 1973, he also won the Southeast Asian Free Fighting Championship and was awarded the title of "Golden Ring Master" by the National Muay Thai Association of Siam.

No wonder even though my strength had increased two or three times, it took me several hits to defeat him; it turns out my opponent was a Muay Thai master.

It seems that Yu Hongsheng's current skills are far superior to those of Sergeant Ma Jun, whom he saw on the street before. Even when Ma Jun, in his thirties, is at the peak of his skills, strength, and experience, he still can't compare to Yu Hongsheng now. After all, Yu Hongsheng can put some pressure on Cao Tai. When Cao Tai first met Ma Jun, he observed that Ma Jun's speed and strength were far inferior to his own. He could handle ordinary experts without any problem, but he would be a level below top experts like Yu Hongsheng now and Lian Haolong, the rumored number one expert in Hong Kong's triads, even at his peak.

Back at the hotel, Cao Tai didn't go out to the night market because he had an appointment with a real estate agent to view an apartment the next day. He took a shower early and prepared to rest. Before going to sleep, of course, he had to indulge in some playful banter, climbing on the dragon and phoenix, leaping and singing, riding the dragon and straddling the phoenix. Only when Gang Sheng was screaming hoarsely and his limbs were sore and weak, lying on the bed, did Cao Tai release himself.

Young people who have tasted the sweetness of life don't know how to restrain themselves. Apart from the first time when they were still a bit clumsy and couldn't fully enjoy themselves, Cao Tai would only end things hastily after Hong Sheng reached his peak and almost passed out.

After a quick rinse, Cao Tai used a damp towel to wipe Gang Sheng's body as he fell into a deep sleep. Finally, with the cool air conditioning, Cao Tai covered the two of them with a thin blanket and then slowly fell asleep.

The new day was a clear, cloudless day. Because today was the day for the house viewing appointment, Gang Sheng, who still felt sore and weak after a good night's sleep, forced himself to get up early.

After washing up, I changed into a white short-sleeved T-shirt, paired with dark blue straight-leg jeans and white casual sneakers. I let my long hair down, put on a baseball cap to shield myself from the sun, and then put on my sunglasses. Suddenly, I felt ethereal and otherworldly.

Cao Tai looked at her sleeve, which covered her elbow, revealing two slender, white forearms that complemented her white T-shirt. Her hands were fair, clean, and delicately long; they felt soft and smooth to the touch, practically a weapon against kidney failure.

They agreed to meet at 10 a.m. at the main entrance of "Ai Du Building" at 55 Garden Road, Mid-Levels. Cao Tai arrived at the main entrance of Ai Du Building about 10 minutes early. As soon as he parked his car, two figures on one side of the entrance quickly approached the car.

Before the car door was even opened, a beaming face was pressed against the passenger-side window. Amused, Gang Sheng rolled down the window.

"Haha, Mrs. Cao looks beautiful today." The female real estate agent half-squatted down to try to look at Mr. Hong at eye level, and greeted him with a big smile. "Mr. Cao looks handsome today too. He and Mrs. Cao look like a match made in heaven!" Her words were sweet and cloying, as if they were filled with honey.

She glanced sideways at the back seat and said, "Mr. Wang is here too!" Her voice, which had been sweet, seemed to have been sucked clean, and took on a different kind of coldness.

Cao Tai suspected that this average-looking, under-30-year-old real estate agent was from Sichuan Province and possessed a family tradition of face-changing skills.

The agent, whom she was meeting for the second time, was already naturally calling Hong Sheng "Mrs. Cao." This was because when she first showed the property to Cao Tai and his family, she addressed them as "Mr. Cao," "Ms. Wang," and "Mr. Wang."

Later, she tentatively addressed Hong Kong student as "Mrs. Cao." Although Hong Kong student's expression hardly changed at the time, she noticed the slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

After that, the female agent kept referring to Hong Kong student as "Mrs. Cao". Hong Kong student, who had lost interest after looking at several small units of a few hundred square feet that were ten or twenty years old, suddenly became excited again. In the end, as they talked, Hong Kong student, who had originally decided to only buy units of three to five hundred thousand dollars, actually agreed with the female agent's opinion and agreed to look at luxury homes in Mid-Levels that cost several million dollars.

"Mrs. Cao, there are parking spaces inside. We've already informed the security guard, so we can drive right in," the female real estate agent said with a smile, her arm resting on the car window.

"Then get in the car and go in together, so you can give us directions." Before Gang Sheng could speak, Cao Tai spoke first.

After he opened the back door and crawled in, the female agent leaned over from between the two seats and said, "Mr. Cao, after entering the main gate, walk straight ahead. I'll let you know in advance if you need to turn."

"Isn't your colleague with you?" Cao Tai glanced at the male real estate agent who was still standing by the car in a shirt and trousers.

"He went upstairs first to open the windows and doors to let in some fresh air. Although the house was recently renovated and cleaned, it hadn't been ventilated for several days, so it would be a bit stuffy when he went in on a hot day," the female agent replied.

"Okay." Hearing that they had made the arrangements themselves, Cao Tai nodded to his male agent through the car window, then started the engine and drove off.

Following the instructions of the female agent, Ms. Zhang, Cao Tai parked his car in parking space S157.

After getting out of the car, Ms. Zhang approached Mr. Hong and said, "Mrs. Cao, this parking space is the one that comes with Unit B on the 36th floor, which we'll be looking at later. If you buy this unit, the parking space is also included."

The parking space was just a few steps from the elevator entrance. Ms. Zhang pressed the button for the 36th floor before entering the elevator. "The complex has three buildings, each 44 stories high, with two units per floor, for a total of 239 units. It was only completed and handed over at the beginning of this year (actual occupancy is in August, but we're moving it in earlier). All units were sold before last year..."

"Ding!" The high-speed elevator is really stable and fast. If no one presses the elevator button in the middle, you'll be on the 36th floor before you can even finish a few words.

Ms. Zhang's colleague was already waiting at the door. Inside was a spacious living room that led directly to a large balcony. Because the building was tall enough, the buildings in front could only block the view up to the lower floors of the complex, so you could see part of the Victoria Harbour view from the balcony.

The house was newly renovated and unoccupied; the brand-new furniture was still wrapped in plastic film. Hong Sheng followed Ms. Zhang on a tour of the entire house with great interest, lingering in each room for a long time. Cao Tai, on the other hand, simply took a quick look around before sitting down in the living room, with Xiao Fu accompanying him. The male real estate agent, who was assisting, saw Cao Tai resting with his eyes closed and didn't know how to start a conversation.

About 20 minutes later, Gang Sheng, who was satisfied with what he had seen, finally came out and plopped down next to Cao Tai, putting his arm around his shoulder. His sunglasses were already hanging on his collar, and his watery eyes were staring straight at him.

"Watch carefully?" Cao Tai asked affectionately.

"Um!"

"Do you like this set?"

"I like it." Her rosy lips parted slightly, uttering two words that carried the fragrance of orchids.

"Ms. Zhang, come over here for a chat," Cao Tai called out to the female agent who was listening intently to him.

"Haha, Mr. Cao, Mrs. Cao, the house is quite nice, isn't it! It's hard to find such a good unit in Mid-Levels these days." Ms. Zhang said with a smile, squatting down on the other side of the coffee table. Luckily, she was wearing a shirt and trousers instead of a short skirt today.

"The house is nice, we like it very much too. Tell me why the owner is selling and what the price is." Cao Tai certainly knew the buyer's tactics for lowering the price, but he felt it was unnecessary. He would rather spend the time negotiating tens of thousands of dollars than deal with the seafood business as soon as possible. He could make two or three million dollars a day, and his net profit would be several hundred thousand dollars a day.