Reborn in Hong Kong, my cousin is Crippled Ho

Inside the reception room, Lin Shaochao, his face full of gossip, looked at Lin Yuanshan with a look of utter disdain that seemed to say, "I've seen right through you."

Lin Yuanshan pointed to his chest: "Brother Chao, to be honest, the reason I went to Hang Seng Bank was really to borrow some money to keep the factory in operation."

By the way! Bai Mianjie can vouch for me!

He took me there, and he arranged everything. Even getting into the private client room was only possible because he pulled strings with the lobby manager. I'm not a god; how would I know who would greet me?

"White-faced Jie? Just hearing that nickname, I know he must be a slick-haired lackey in a suit and tie." Lin Shaochao sat back down, humming to himself.

Lin Yuanshan was utterly speechless and completely exasperated. He decided to throw in a tantrum, slumped onto the sofa, and said, "Fine, fine, whatever you say. As long as you don't delay my loan, I'll do anything!"

"No way~ you little brat, you're really after Yongshan?" Lin Shaochao suddenly sat up straight, and before Lin Yuanshan could react, Brother Chao got up and rushed into the inner room of the reception room.

Unfortunately, they were a step too late; the door to the inner room was pushed open forcefully.

A tall young man, about the same age as Lin Shaochao, rushed out angrily: "You bastard! Ah Chao repeatedly assured me that you were not the kind of person who lives off a woman."

I didn't expect you to admit it so easily after just a little test!

No sooner said than done, the young man charged forward like a bull, and Brother Chao spread his arms to try to stop him.

Unexpectedly, the young master, lacking lower body strength, was easily shoved aside and stumbled to the side. Seeing the situation turning against him, Lin Yuanshan raised the rattan chair that Chen Laoji had just been sitting on, holding it in front of his chest: "What are you doing? What are you doing! Who are you?"

"Me? Zhou Mingbang, Yongshan is my younger sister." Zhou Mingbang tried to step forward, but the shrewd and cunning man forced him away with a rattan chair: "Enough with the nonsense, stick your head out here, let me punch you a hundred times to vent my anger first!"

Lin Shaochao leaned against the wall, shouting "Don't hit me!" but the smile on his face was even brighter than Pigsy's.

It was obvious that after receiving a call from Lin Yuanshan yesterday, informing him that the other party was coming to repay the loan, Brother Chao deliberately invited Zhou Mingbang to watch the spectacle.

Lin Yuanshan lifted the chair, and he must have expended more effort than Zhou Mingbang.

The two men circled the coffee table a few times before the villain couldn't take it anymore. He put down his rattan chair and shouted, "Stop, stop, stop! Let's talk this out before we fight!"

"You've already admitted it, so you still don't understand? Take this Iron Mountain Strike!" Zhou Mingbang shouted Iron Mountain Strike, but actually swung his fists wildly, rushing up and punching Lin Yuanshan.

Lin Yuanshan covered his head with his hands, trying to block the attack. Seeing that the top lane had been lost, he gritted his teeth and attacked from the bottom lane.

next second!

The treacherous man decisively stole the peach, and Young Master Zhou screamed, curling up on the ground in an instant, gasping for breath, his legs twitching.

Lin Yuanshan rubbed his right eye socket, pulled up the wicker chair and sat down: "You think you're so great just because you know Bajiquan? I've also learned Dasheng Piguazhang!"

He just abandoned his top lane defense in order to unleash his ultimate move, taking a hard hit from his opponent. Right now, his right eye is probably bruised. Two legendary fierce battles took place in Hong Kong and Macau in the 20th century.

An incident occurred in Macau where He and Ye had a private discussion about casino operations. However, since there were no witnesses present, the credibility of the discussion is not very high.

Another incident occurred in Hong Kong, where a third person was present.

It is not only highly credible, but also widely circulated.

It is said that both fighters later became very prominent figures in the French and business worlds, and their respective martial arts styles came from renowned schools.

The Bajiquan and Dasheng Piguazhang demonstrations that day nearly collapsed the reception room of the Qiaoxin Bank.

This battle was later recorded by the two major sects and became a verifiable holy war between the sects!

After recounting the aftermath, let's return to the present situation.

Seeing Zhou Mingbang being knocked down by Lin Yuanshan's claw, Lin Shaochao rushed over to help his friend up: "Bang, are you alright? Jump around a couple of times, jump around a couple of times, if you just tuck yourself in, you're done for."

Despite the pain, Zhou Mingbang, with Lin Shaochao's support, pressed his right hand against the edge of the table, lifted his legs, and stomped them hard, saying, "It's numb, it's numb."

"Huh? How about we call for a white car?" Lin Shaochao started to get nervous.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhou Mingbang grabbed him tightly. It was too damn embarrassing. If he went to the hospital, the truth would be out of the question. He'd become the laughingstock of Hong Kong's playboy circles after his peach was stolen today.

Unable to persuade Zhou Mingbang, Lin Shaochao looked at Lin Yuanshan reproachfully: "Yuan, why did you hit him so hard?"

"I'll take it! You didn't say anything when you were watching the show, and now you're trying to make things worse?" Lin Yuanshan grabbed a bottle of White Flower Oil from the table and casually tossed it to Zhou Mingbang: "Anyone who jumps around like you will get numb! Take this and rub it on, it'll be fine."

Apply this?

Are you sure it won't hurt more?

Lin Shaochao snatched the medicated oil from Zhou Mingbang's hand and threw it back onto the table.

This is what Chen Boping usually uses to apply to his temples to refresh himself. The scoundrel Yuan ordered Zhou Mingbang to apply it there, and it's estimated that after applying it, the temples will shrink whether they want to or not.

After a while, both sides caught their breath and were finally able to sit down and talk properly.

As the saying goes, "No fight, no friendship." Today's match is a brawl between the brothers-in-law of Lin Shaochao's team. The contestants are taking a break now, and Brother Chao is trying to remain calm as he begins to introduce the two sides.

Needless to say, Zhou Mingbang had already investigated Lin Yuanshan, this toad who was plotting against his sister.

Lin Shaochao mainly helped Lin Yuanshan by introducing his best friend who was suffering from penile pain.

Zhou Mingbang, 29 years old, is the second son of Zhou Xiyu. He graduated from the Faculty of Law at Cambridge University and is a registered practicing lawyer in Hong Kong. He currently works at the law firm of Lu Wenjin. After listening to Chao Ge's introduction, Lin Yuanshan curled his lip: "A top student from Cambridge University, and a law graduate at that, actually resorts to violence when things get tough. Young Master Zhou has truly broadened my horizons."

Zhou Mingbang sat on the sofa, legs spread wide, "Hmph, when it comes to living up to the name, who can compare to you, you villain? Fighting and stealing peaches, utterly despicable!"

"You keep shouting 'Iron Mountain Lean,' but when you come up here you're throwing wild punches. You're just as shameless," Lin Yuanshan snorted in return.

Seeing the two start arguing, Lin Shaochao could only try to smooth things over.

At this moment, Ah Shui, the buddy, finished processing the 3000 yuan loan and knocked on the door outside with the receipt.

Lin Yuanshan took the opportunity to get up and say goodbye. At this point, he was too lazy to explain anything further about Zhou Yongshan.

Lin Shaochao escorted him downstairs. Tie Tou noticed that Mr. Lin's clothes were torn and that he was covering his right eye as he came out.

Tie Tou was about to explode, but Lin Yuanshan stopped him in time: "Brother Tie Tou, let's go, it's alright now."

Lin Shaochao watched the rickshaw drive away, then turned and went upstairs back to the reception room.

At this moment, Zhou Mingbang shed his frivolous demeanor from his earlier entrance.

Seeing Lin Shaochao enter, he tossed a thin ring cigar over: "I think it's fine!"

Even when facing me, the second young master of the Zhou family, he didn't show any sign of servility, much better than the women my relatives introduced to Yongshan.