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"If I remember correctly, that person is your neighbor."

Jiang Lanxin poked Xu Guangkun with her finger, "Aren't you going to help?"

"How do you know she's my neighbor?" Xu Guangkun slapped her fingers away and turned to look at her.

"I not only know she's your neighbor, but I also know she left some fruit at your door these past couple of days to thank you." Jiang Lanxin held up a long, slender finger in front of her chest and winked. "But don't ask how I know; it's a secret."

"So mysterious." Xu Guangkun shook his head and continued walking forward.

"You really won't help?" Jiang Lanxin asked again.

"I won't help. I don't like to meddle in other people's business."

"It's better not to help." Jiang Lanxin caught up with Xu Guangkun. "That woman is a poisonous insect. It's best not to get involved. Poisonous insects will only drag everyone around them into the abyss."

Xu Guangkun stopped in his tracks.

.....

"Miss, let's go."

Seeing Xu Guangkun turn and leave, the gangster was smug and arrogant. He dragged the woman toward his boss.

During the struggle, the CDs in the woman's arms scattered all over the floor, and her eyes dimmed completely.

suddenly.

A hand was placed on the gangster's shoulder.

"You said you were going to blow my eyes out, right?"

The gangster turned his head and saw a fist growing bigger and bigger in his eyes.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud of flesh colliding, the gangster's head was thrown back, and blood gushed from his nose.

Before he could react, Xu Guangkun raised his hand and chopped down hard on his forearm.

"Click!"

A sickening cracking sound of bones breaking rang out.

Then, Xu Guangkun kicked him.

By the time he put his foot down, the thug had already been sent flying backward, rolling on the ground and kicking up dust.

Everything that happened in the blink of an eye surprised everyone.

The gang leader glanced at his groaning underlings, then at Xu Guangkun, and pulled out a switchblade from his pocket: "You're pretty good. Come at me all at once!"

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed forward.

Xu Guangkun pulled the woman behind him, twisted to dodge the stabbing knife, and punched forward with his fist!

.....

A moment later.

The gangsters were lying on the ground.

Xu Guangkun's clothes were torn in several places, and he had several scratches on his body, with blood staining his clothes.

He didn't pay attention to the wounds, glanced at the somewhat helpless woman, and turned to walk towards Jiang Lanxin.

"You learn things pretty quickly."

Jiang Lan nodded in satisfaction.

"I'll have to trouble you to re-bandage me."

"It's nothing."

The chatter gradually faded away.

The woman withdrew her gaze from the two strangely compatible figures, bit her lip, and picked up the CDs from the ground one by one.

...

142 Prince Edward Road West, Kowloon, West Kowloon Regional Headquarters.

Jiang Sir and the policewoman walked into the Major Crimes Unit with stern faces, the air between them almost suffocating.

The officers working nearby exchanged bewildered glances. In the end, they wisely chose to ignore it.

At last.

It was the policewoman who couldn't hold back any longer and spoke first.

"Sir, what's the next step?"

Jiang Sir looked up at the ceiling and stared blankly for a long time.

Seeing that he remained silent, the policewoman shook her head and got up to leave.

Where are you going?

Jiang Sir's voice finally rang out.

"Go to the gate of the fortified village."

"Don't go." Jiang Sir looked away from the ceiling, stood up, and scanned everyone. "Everyone out. Go talk to the higher-ups at Wo Shing. If Xu Guangkun wants revenge, he'll definitely show up!"

"Yes, sir."

The office began to bustle with activity as officers packed up their walkie-talkies, picked up their headsets, and started assigning tasks.

Jiang Sir walked over to the equally busy policewoman and said coldly, "This time everything was done according to the rules. Are you satisfied now?"

The policewoman ignored him, but for no apparent reason, she thought of the gangster from that morning.

The other person looked at the cigarette pack and didn't hesitate for long before saying, "I admit defeat because I believe Guan Yu doesn't have a rule against betraying his brothers."

"You'll be with me tonight." Jiang Sir tossed a file onto the policewoman's desk.

The policewoman looked down and said, "Marshal Hesheng, Boss Yuan."

.....

Kowloon Walled City, Lung Chun Road.

Lung Chun Road was still bustling today, with scantily clad prostitutes waving their hands everywhere, and gangsters with dyed hair hawking their wares with beaming smiles.

After having dinner with Jiang Lanxin, Xu Guangkun refused their attempts to pull him away and slowly walked towards his residence.

Only at this time did he have time to think about the woman across the hall.

Xu Guangkun helped the woman not because he couldn't stand it, or because he felt it was a pity that such a beautiful woman had been harmed by gangsters, or anything like that...

Rather, it's because...

This woman is Old Pan's daughter!

Yes, it's Lao Pan's daughter.

The daughter of the fellow villager that Xu Guangkun killed.

From the moment Xu Guangkun first saw the woman, he had a vague idea of ​​her identity.

Because she not only resembles Michelle Reis, but also Lao Pan's wife.

However, there are too many people in this world who look alike, so Xu Guangkun couldn't be sure.

Until today, I heard Jiang Lanxin say that women are poisonous insects.

To be honest, Xu Guangkun's feelings for his fellow townsman Lao Pan were quite complicated.

I hate it, but I don't hate it either.

Lao Pan wasn't a completely evil person; he was only doing it for his family.

The conflict between myself and him is not a simple question of who is good and who is evil.

However, Xu Guangkun knew one thing clearly: the reason he was standing here in such a dilemma was only because he had won that day. If he hadn't won, he could have hated Lao Pan to death!

"Forget it, we've already helped, what's the point of dwelling on it now?"

Xu Guangkun returned to his room and closed the door. He opened the file folder Jiang Lanxin had given him.

...

Hong Kong, Mong Kok, Yun Tong Tai Restaurant.

Today, the Second Marshal of Wo Shing is hosting a banquet here. Mong Kok is Yin Tao's territory, and he has been waiting at the door for a long time.

This wait lasted for an hour.

Under the scorching sun, Yin Tao didn't feel anything, but his underlings who came with him couldn't stand it.

"Brother, isn't that old guy not coming until 6 o'clock? What are we waiting for here?"

"I want Kongming to know my earnest intentions," Yin Tao said simply.

The younger brother shook his head.

Last time, my eldest brother stood at the entrance of the Second Marshal's Gate all night.

This time, it's probably even more difficult. "Brother, he's not Zhuge Liang; he simply doesn't have the discerning eye to recognize talent!"

Yin Tao ignored his younger brother's complaints and stared straight at the door, lost in thought.

The leader will be selected only from among the marshals; Dafei is already dead.

The marshal held the most power, and his uncles openly declared their support for him. Only by aligning himself with the marshal and becoming part of the core group could he secure his position...

Yin Tao still hasn't forgotten what his uncles said on the day he was appointed to his post.

I was just thinking about it.

"They're here!"

The younger brother pointed ahead, and surrounded by a group of people, Marshal Hesheng, who was over forty years old, slowly walked towards them.

Yin Tao rubbed his face and walked over with a big smile.

Unexpectedly, before he could even reach the marshal, one of his henchmen blocked his way.

"Master Yin, the Marshal said he doesn't want to see you. Don't make things awkward for everyone."

Yin Tao's face instantly darkened.

....

After a while, the younger brother called out to Yin Tao.

"Big brother, what should we do?"

Yin Tao turned his head and glanced at the tightly closed doors of the restaurant, a look of indescribable emotion flashing across his eyes.

He turned around, tightened his clothes, and suddenly remembered that when he first joined the club, he always liked to read Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and some chapter titles were still unforgettable.

Three visits to the thatched cottage?

The three families were united under the Jin dynasty!

"Get in touch with those reckless gangsters."

Yin Tao's voice traveled on the wind and reached his younger brother's ears.

...