I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

Chapter 92 Reencounter with He Shenghe

After finalizing the meeting time with Xu Nanjia for tomorrow night, Brother Huashan quickly left through a side alley as if avoiding a plague.

However, Xu Nanjia didn't pay much attention to the strange behavior of the man in the flowery shirt.

Most of the gray men have damaged their brains and are not normal, so she is used to seeing them do strange things.

After returning to the match point with Awei, the match just came to an end.

To Xu Nanjia's displeasure, Li Chang'an actually won first place and became a six-time champion.

They're still far ahead of second place!

As he crossed the finish line, Xu Nanjia was greeted with huge cheers and applause from the passersby.

Many young women dressed in revealing and bright outfits swarmed around Li Chang'an and tried to woo him.

Xu Nanjia called to Awei to bring the camera over, intending to take a couple of photos of the scene and send them to Su Xingning later.

While Xingning was feeling heartbroken, the culprit was enjoying himself immensely, speeding around and picking up girls. She wanted to make Su Xingning think about whether it was all worth it.

Before Xu Nanjia could press the shutter, a girl walked into the frame.

Her appearance was beautiful without being gaudy, charming without being vulgar, and her elegant and noble temperament was something Xu Nanjia had never seen before.

She stood calmly beside Li Chang'an, her attire and aura dazzlingly beautiful.

The girls who had excitedly surrounded Li Chang'an felt ashamed of themselves and dared not approach.

Finally, no one knows what she said with a smile, but she managed to send all the women away. Xu Nanjia saw the two of them chatting and laughing intimately in front of the camera.

Especially the girl, whose eyes were glistening with tears under the magnified lens, her gaze fixed on Li Chang'an, almost tearful.

And sometimes she would flick her hair with her fingertips, and other times she would straighten her posture slightly, pretending to casually hook her leg and turn to the side, constantly making small movements.

"Where did this vixen come from? She smells awful!"

Upon seeing this, Xu Nanjia's initial goodwill towards the man's demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by disdain. She frowned inwardly, thinking, "Does that Li Chang'an like this kind of slutty vixen? What kind of taste is that? Humph—"

So she took more than a dozen photos, intending to show them to Su Xingning later so that she could see Li Chang'an's true colors.

Ah Wei, standing to the side, scratched his head, wondering why Xu Nanjia was staring at the Kowloon racing legend so intently. Was she a die-hard fan of the racing legend?

"Jia-jie, the competition is over, we should go now, we have important business to attend to tomorrow."

Xu Nanjia put away her camera and turned around to retort.

"Okay, okay, why are you rushing me?"

The two bypassed the crowd and returned to the bread cart.

Xu Nanjia reached out to return the camera to Awei, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find it.

Her heart sank, and she immediately turned the bag upside down and began emptying its contents.

As a result, the eyebrow pencil that I hadn't been able to find for two days fell out, but the huge camera was nowhere to be found!

Xu Nanjia immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The camera contained a lot of information she had been investigating for more than two months, including key clues about various grey and pink goods black markets.

If others, especially those connected to Brother Flower Shirt, find out, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Seeing Xu Nanjia's nervous expression, Awei comforted her, "Sister Jia, it's not necessarily stolen by the 'Pocket Boy'; it could have fallen somewhere along the way."

Upon hearing this, Xu Nanjia suppressed her panic and immediately called Ah Wei to turn back the way they came to look for the camera.

Unfortunately, the two searched back and forth several times, until all the passersby had left, but they still couldn't find it.

Without a doubt, the camera was stolen by the thief!

"What should we do, Jia-jie? How about we stop the plan for now? Let's not go see Brother Hua-shan tomorrow. Safety is the most important thing. Let's wait until things calm down."

Xu Nanjia pursed her lips tightly, her eyes flickering.

After a long silence, she said, "No—we've been secretly tracking and investigating for two months, and we finally found a breakthrough in the black market for counterfeit goods. We absolutely cannot give up."

As she spoke, Xu Nanjia angrily punched the railing beside her.

"You son of a bitch, you dare steal from me, Xu Nanjia! Don't let me find you!"

In front of an open-air food stall.

"Boss, I'd like a charcoal-grilled seafood platter, including charcoal-grilled salt and pepper mantis shrimp, grilled squid, and charcoal-grilled oysters."

Wen Zhilan looked at the menu and ordered a large table of dishes.

Li Chang'an, who was standing to the side, asked, "Squad leader, are you sure you brought me here for a late-night snack to celebrate my victory, or did you want to eat it yourself?"

"Yes, yes, we have them all~"

I definitely wouldn't dare order this much by myself normally, because I have a small appetite, but it's different with Li Chang'an around. I'll eat a little of everything, and you can finish the rest, so there's no worry about waste!

As Wen Zhilan was speaking, she suddenly noticed that Li Chang'an was fiddling with something in his hand.

"Huh? Why do you have a camera in your hand?"

"I just picked it up."

"Found it—and you think you can just take it?"

Li Chang'an handed the camera to Wen Zhilan.

"Someone was secretly taking pictures of us, so I took her camera. Class monitor, how do we see the photos?"

"Were they secretly taking pictures of the two of us?"

Wen Zhilan frowned and looked at the camera in her hand, saying, "This is a film camera. If you want to see the photos, you have to go to the darkroom of a photo studio to develop the film."

"And this camera is only the size of a cigarette box, and it produces almost no sound or light when shooting—the photographer who took our picture must not be an ordinary photographer."

Instead, they were journalists or similar figures, the kind who couldn't be seen in the light of day.

I know that paparazzi in the entertainment industry often use these mini cameras to secretly take photos.

"reporter?"

Li Chang'an was somewhat surprised by the class monitor's reasoning.

Why did the reporter keep filming him and the class monitor?

He was only somewhat well-known in the Kowloon motorcycle circle, and Li Chang'an was certain that the person wasn't after the class monitor.

The class monitor was just someone the reporter took a candid photo of; she had been watching him ever since she arrived.

"I'll know once I get back and wash the camera, but it will take a while," Wen Zhilan said.

Li Chang'an nodded, and as the two chatted, they suddenly heard the hum of an engine coming from ahead.

A large group of motorcycles escorted a black Toyota as it drove by.

On the side of the vehicle, a square-shaped emblem stands out prominently.

"The person who is He Shenghe?"

"Wen Zhilan thought of the drivers who tried to surround Li Chang'an during the race, and gritted her teeth."

It seems that the people from the gambling house, seeing that they couldn't beat Li Chang'an even if they went into the game themselves, called in the underworld.

"Li Chang'an, I remember there's a phone booth in front of a residential building on the east side of the next street. Please take me there quickly, I need to call Aunt Rong."

"Squad leader, don't be nervous, there's no danger."

Li Chang'an gently reassured her, telling her not to worry.

The two sat at a small table outside the food stall, watching the massive convoy of cars approach and finally stop five meters in front of them.

The door of the Toyota opened, and a middle-aged man with a fierce aura and a large gold watch on his wrist slowly stepped out of the car.

He approached Li Chang'an, paused for a moment, and bowed his head apologetically, saying, "Mr. Li, I am Jin Biao, the leader of the Sham Shui Po triad."

"I'm sorry, but a gambling den in my territory dared to lay a dirty trick on Mr. Li."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhilan glanced at Li Chang'an with some surprise.

Although I had a vague suspicion that Li Chang'an was connected to Shenghe because of his calm demeanor, I didn't know he was alone.

However, she did not expect that the people of Heshenghe would treat Li Chang'an with such respect.

As the saying goes, "When a dragon hides in the wild, its power will naturally manifest."

Although Wen Zhilan had already anticipated that with Li Chang'an's talent, it was only a matter of time before he would attract the attention of more and more people and forces.

But she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

While Wen Zhilan was pondering, Jin Biao waved his hand, and immediately someone took a box and a case off the car.

"These are the compensations from the gambling syndicate in Sham Shui Po to Mr. Li: HK$50,000 and one of their boss's fingers."

Li Chang'an took the box, but didn't open it to look at the contents. Instead, he told the underling to take it back himself.

He said to Jin Biao, "Please give my regards to Teacher Chen and Mr. Chen, and please apologize to Teacher Chen for not telling her my real name before."

Jin Biao said, "Mr. Li, Miss doesn't know your real name yet."

"?"

Jin Biao scratched his head and said, "Young Master Chen asked us to keep your name a secret."

He said that you must have your reasons for dating a woman from a triad family under a false identity, and that you're more comfortable in the relationship.

As Jin Biao spoke, he glanced at Wen Zhilan behind him, then lowered his voice and said to Li Chang'an, "Recently, Miss has been wanting to go out, but Young Master Chen, for her safety, doesn't allow it, and the two of them have quarreled again."

7

"What Mr. Chen means is, I wonder if Mr. Li will have time to visit Miss after the Hong Kong Motorcycle Race this weekend—Miss also needs friends."