I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Chapter 103 The Great Hero

As the night wind howled, a giant, python-like figure suddenly descended onto the rooftop of a hotel over thirty meters high.

Xu Nanjia, whose legs were weak, was placed on the ground.

She looked around blankly until the howling wind on the rooftop woke her up and brought her back to her senses.

Xu Nanjia slowly made her way to the edge of the rooftop, glanced down at the bustling street, and felt a sudden pang of panic. She quickly retreated from the edge of the rooftop and asked in surprise, "Hero, how did you manage to carry me all the way up the hotel wall? Are you... Spider-Man?"

Li Chang'an had never read popular comics from Europe and America and didn't know what Spider-Man was, but that didn't matter.

He stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice, "Now it's my turn to ask you, and you answer me, understand?"

"----clear."

"Who is Deng Ye? And what is the background of the Number Gang in Kowloon?"

Seeing that he couldn't get any information from this mysterious hero, Xu Nanjia had no choice but to tactfully explain: "The Number Gang has a strict hierarchy. From top to bottom, the gang leaders who oversee the main halls are called the Dragon Heads."

Then there were the five major branch leaders, called marshals, the leaders of each district's branch, and a bunch of henchmen and thugs below them.

"The current leader of the Number Gang is Ge Yanshao, who is probably in his twenties."

"His father was the previous leader of the Number Gang. It is said that after he disappeared unexpectedly, Ge Yanshao was found by the gang's elders and hastily promoted to the position of leader, taking up the mantle."

Prior to this, Ge Yanshao had no idea that his father was the infamous leader of the Number Gang; he only thought of him as an ordinary businessman.

After Ge Yanshao took over, because he lacked a strong base within the gang, actual control of the organization has now fallen into the hands of the marshals of the five major branches.

Li Chang'an didn't speak after listening, but his expression softened a bit.

Hu Xian had told him this information before, which confirms that the reporter did indeed know the inside story of the Number Gang and was not lying to him.

Xu Nanjia continued, "Among them, the Yi character gang, one of the five major gangs, is currently the strongest and controls the entire Kowloon territory."

And Master Deng was the master of the Yi Zi Tui sect, and people in the underworld also called him Big Nose Deng.

He was a military man who served as a bodyguard for the first leader of the Kuomintang before the Kuomintang remnants retreated to Hong Kong. He repeatedly charged into battle to protect Ge Zhaohuang.

Therefore, Ge Zhaohuang trusted him greatly and made him a founding member of the Number Gang.

During his time as the second-generation leader, he had already taken control of the entire Kowloon territory, and people from both the legitimate and criminal worlds began to respectfully call him the "King of Kowloon."

Li Chang'an nodded.

Hu Xian hadn't told him these secrets, perhaps because the gang that threatened her was mainly concentrated in Hong Kong Island, which meant she didn't know much about Kowloon.

Afterwards, Li Chang'an asked many more questions about Deng Ye and unexpectedly learned an important piece of information.

Tonight, as usual, Brother Deng will go to a teahouse in Tsim Sha Tsui to listen to opera, instead of staying at the heavily guarded headquarters of the triads.

Upon learning this news, Li Chang'an planned to set off immediately.

"Great hero!" Xu Nanjia quickly called out to him.

"You're not going to go and mess with Deng Ye—that big-nosed Deng Ye—right now, are you?"

"What are you trying to say?"

"I just think it's too dangerous. Even if that big-nosed Deng isn't in his lair right now, he must have a lot of gang members protecting him."

Although Big Nose Deng has kept a low profile and hasn't made much news in recent years, twenty years ago, when the Guangdong East Gang was fighting the Number Gang for territory in Kowloon, he charged ahead alone and killed dozens of people, demonstrating his ruthless and powerful methods.

Most importantly—he might have a gun!

"Great hero, you are a good person who is willing to do righteous things, and I don't want you to lose your life in vain!"

Besides, even if you kill Big Nose Deng, the Number Gang won't fall. There will always be new villains standing in front of the stage to oppress the public.

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"This is a flaw in the Hong Kong British government's system and laws; violence will not work."

Xu Nanjia said earnestly, "Times have changed, my hero. The era when martial artists had no taboos is over."

In this day and age, we must consider procedures and public opinion. Only by exposing the evil deeds of those who commit wrongdoings to the public and putting pressure on the Hong Kong British government can we promote change.

Young man, you have gained the friendship of the Green Robe Tower's secret agents, your innate strength is 0.1.

The Green Robe Tower is the premier intelligence agency in the Central Plains. Its Green Robe spies operate in the most dangerous corners of the martial world and wilderness. Befriending a Green Robe spy brings both danger and opportunity.

Li Chang'an was somewhat surprised.

Following Brother Chen and Master Huang, a new person with a special identity has appeared, right in front of him!

And judging from the narration, following this female reporter seems to trigger many plot developments—

He stared at Xu Nanjia for a long time before walking straight up to her.

Xu Nanjia was earnestly trying to persuade him when the other person suddenly approached. She panicked, thinking she had said something wrong and angered the other person, and subconsciously took a step back.

Unexpectedly, Li Chang'an said, "Tell me your contact information."

Xu Nanjia was a little confused and gave him her home phone number and the newspaper office phone number without really understanding what was going on.

Li Chang'an wrote down the number, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and took one last look at her: "No matter how times change, some things will never change—I will come to find you again in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped into the air against the howling night wind.

"Ah! Don't jump!"

Xu Nanjia exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly ran to the edge of the rooftop to look around, but there was no one in sight.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "Could he be Batman?"

Xu Nanjia stared blankly at the traffic below the rooftop, her emotions unable to be calmed.

After encountering that mysterious swordsman, everything that happened tonight was too bizarre. His terrifying skills, far beyond ordinary people, overturned her understanding of the world.

This incredible adventure was even more exciting than the plot of a comic book, leaving Xu Nanjia's heart pounding.

The world turned out to be more mysterious than she had imagined, and some people were more fascinating than she had ever thought.

Will he come looking for me again?

Suppressing her joy, Xu Nanjia muttered to herself and quietly took out a small, invisible camera from inside her clothes.

From the moment the hero dealt with Fei Zai Dong, to when he led him through the buildings, Xu Nanjia, out of professional ethics, had already secretly filmed a lot of footage.

I wonder how much turmoil the superhuman skills displayed by that hero in this camera will cause in Hong Kong once they get out.

However, Xu Nanjia is a journalist with integrity. If that hero were a violent vigilante like Batman, or a friendly neighbor like Spider-Man...

She would never reveal a single word about him.

I just plan to keep it to myself for a while — like those female protagonists in comics who only know the secrets of superheroes?

But when Xu Nanjia took it out to look at it, she found that the camera had already been cracked in two.

Furthermore, a line of words, carved with a finger at some unknown time, was left on the fuselage.

Next time we meet, don't try to outsmart me like a dragon.

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