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Two days later, at Hong Kong City Airport.

Two figures wearing sunglasses attracted the attention of many people.

Noticing the occasional glances from those around him, Zhou Shijin lowered his voice:

"Brother, I told you, you might as well go back to dressing like a domineering CEO."

You're seriously underestimating your charm. Dressed all in white, you look like a prince charming from a manga; it's impossible not to attract attention.

Zhou Shi'an kept walking, but couldn't help rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses.

"If you don't have the exact same hairstyle as me, wear the same clothes, or even wear the same sunglasses."

Do you think it will attract so much attention?

"Still dressed all in black, are you trying to play the role of the Black and White Impermanence for me?"

Zhou Shijin was stunned for a moment, then realized that it made a lot of sense.

With their good looks, great physiques, and impeccable style, those two brothers are simply a perfect combination.

Wherever they go, they stand out from the crowd.

However, he said, "I consider you my elder brother's honor, and I always look up to you as my role model..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Shi'an hurriedly interrupted:

"Stop, you little brat, you're quoting Dad's lines."

Just as Zhou Shijin was about to say something, he noticed that his older brother's expression had turned serious.

"What's wrong, bro?"

While observing the surrounding crowd, Zhou Shi'an gave the following instructions:

"Brother Jun just reminded me that we've been targeted, so be careful later."

If the other side uses weapons, there's no need to hold back!

"Oh!" Zhou Shijin's eyes lit up. He felt no fear at all, but rather his blood was boiling.

"Ahhhhh!" Just then, screams rang out from all around the airport terminal.

Looking in the direction of the sound, in each of the four directions—east, west, south, and north—there were more than a dozen thugs lying on the ground, each wielding a dagger.

The figures standing in the room were the same faces that had appeared in Zhou Shi'an's office before, accompanying Li Tiejun.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Shijin's eyes widened immediately.

"Holy crap~~~ I didn't even figure out where the enemy was, and dozens of people have already been taken down?"

No wonder you dared to come to Hong Kong with only twelve men, brother. These are the elite of the elite; even the King of Soldiers might not be able to handle them.

Zhou Shi'an did not answer, his eyes still warily scanning his surroundings.

However, the rest of the journey went smoothly, and no accidents occurred until they left the airport terminal.

Zhou Shijin's tense nerves immediately relaxed.

"Damn, that's it? I was thinking there was some kind of monster, and all that excitement for nothing."

Zhou Shijin, however, did not notice the moment when his expression relaxed.

An elderly man, around sixty years old and leaning on a cane, walked discreetly behind him.

"Be careful, Shi An. There's an old man acting strangely; he's approaching you."

Hearing the notification tone coming from the Bluetooth headset, Zhou Shi'an quickly turned around.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man by the neck.

The next moment, the old man was lifted into the air by him with one hand.

Zhou Shijin was startled by his older brother's sudden action: "Holy crap, bro, you, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gleaming dagger fell from the old man's sleeve to the ground with a "thud".

Zhou Shijin blinked and instantly understood what was going on.

If it weren't for my older brother's quick reaction, I probably would have been stabbed through the heart by this bastard today.

"Holy shit!"

He cursed angrily, jumped up, and slapped the old man on the head.

Zhou Shi'an readily released his right hand, and the old man fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ahhhhh! This mainland guy is killing someone! Help! Help me!"

The old man covered his head and started shouting.

The sound immediately attracted the attention of many people, and soon the surrounding area was completely surrounded.

Zhou Shi'an's expression changed, and his sharp eyes swept around.

Zhou Shijin was furious at the old man's actions. The old man had almost stabbed him to death in broad daylight, and now he was turning around and biting him.

Without thinking twice, he took two steps forward and kicked the old man’s lame leg hard.

"You old bastard, I'll kick you to death!"

However, the old man, despite his advanced age, was very tough.

He didn't utter a sound during the beating.

Finding no immediate danger, Zhou Shi'an remarked, "His leg is truly lame!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shijin was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked the old man's good leg repeatedly.

"Click, click..."

"Ahhhh! Help! This mainland Chinese guy is killing someone..."

For a moment, the sound of bones breaking, mixed with the old man's cries for help, echoed continuously throughout the area.

People from Hong Kong in this world have always looked down on those from the mainland.

Seeing their own people being bullied, several burly men broke through the crowd to try and help.

But seeing Zhou Shijin's ruthlessness and Zhou Shian's cold gaze, those people immediately stopped in their tracks.

"Call the police! Call the police immediately!"

"Yes, call the police and arrest those mainland Chinese troublemakers!"

Someone shouted something, and the surrounding crowd immediately started making a commotion.

Seeing this, Zhou Shijin quickly turned his questioning gaze to his older brother.

Zhou Shi'an simply uttered two words: "Continue!"

Given his personality, he didn't want to be so high-profile. His purpose for this trip, besides seeing his maternal grandfather whom he had never met, was mainly to avenge his mother.

But unexpectedly, the other side arranged such a big show as soon as the plane landed.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be lying dead in the street by now.

Since that's the case, there's no need for him to continue hiding his strength!

Upon hearing his elder brother's words, Zhou Shijin's lips curled into a cruel smile.

"You old codger, are you ready to face my wrath?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the old man's arm.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the old man's arm twisted and deformed at an eerie angle.

"Ahhhhhh!" The piercing scream startled everyone around, who quickly took a few steps back.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, let go of my grandpa!"

Just then, a thin girl who looked only eight or nine years old rushed out of the crowd, crying.

Before Zhou Shijin could even see what the other person looked like, the little girl suddenly knelt down in front of him.

"Big brother, please let my grandpa go. Little Yue'er has leukemia, and grandpa needs to earn money to pay for my treatment."

"My grandfather is my only family left. Please, let him go. Little Yue'er kowtows to you."

After saying that, she didn't hesitate to kowtow to the hard ground.

In the blink of an eye, blood began to flow from the little girl's forehead.

This scene moved everyone present.

Zhou Shijin awkwardly withdrew his right foot from the old man's arm and hurriedly said:

"Little one, don't cry. I won't bother your grandfather anymore. Get up now!"

As he spoke, he reached out his hands to help the little girl up.

Zhou Shijin failed to notice the barely perceptible curve that flashed across the little girl's lips...