Gao Wuming: From Dockworker to Physical Achievement

The dockside market.

In the high-end casinos controlled by the Green Gang.

A burly man with a fierce face sat at the card table, with a woman in a cheongsam in his arms.

The man had a cigar in his mouth. After taking a puff, he pressed the cigar against the woman's chest.

The girl was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, but she dared not move an inch.

Because this man was Huang Jinrong, one of the big bosses of the Green Gang.

"Master Rong, the investigation is complete. The dockworker passed the martial arts association's test and obtained the status of a martial arts master. The police are no longer willing to arrest him," said the clerk beside him.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings. I usually give them plenty of money, but now that I need them to do something, they all pretend to be dead."

Upon hearing the news, Huang Jinrong lost interest in the woman in his arms and kicked her away, saying, "Get out."

The young woman felt as if she had been granted a pardon and quickly left the casino.

Huang Jinrong said fiercely, "Since the cops don't dare to make a move, we'll do it ourselves. Nobody here will ever make me lose face at this dock."

They kindly sent someone to recruit Chen Yi, but the other party instead eliminated his henchmen.

This made Huang Jinrong hold a grudge against him for a long time.

He was just preoccupied with the white smoke business during this time, which is why he didn't go looking for trouble with Chen Yi.

However, he never forgets anyone who offends him, and he is determined to take revenge.

So now is the time.

Even if he's a martial arts master from the Martial Arts Association, so what? He made a move, what can the Martial Arts Association say?

Despite being one of the three major powers in Tianhai, it was actually quite weak, a fact that Huang Jinrong saw very clearly.

"Master Rong, Chen Yi's martial arts skills are said to be very powerful. When he competed in the Martial Arts Association, no one could beat him."

"A martial arts master next to me said."

Huang Jinrong sneered and reached for his waist.

A box pistol appeared in his hand.

He raised the gun barrel, bang bang bang.

Several dark holes appeared in the ceiling.

"What's the use of being good at kung fu? Can he dodge bullets? He's just a little faster and stronger than an ordinary person. We can just have the gang's martial arts instructors hold him off while you shoot him dead," Huang Jinrong said.

The advisor nodded and said, "What Master Rong said is true. No matter how good your kung fu is, you can't dodge a bullet. However, this might accidentally injure the martial artist who is entangled with you, and the martial artist might run away."

Huang Jinrong said calmly, "Find those whose wives, children, and elderly parents are all under our control. We're not afraid they won't dare to risk their lives."

"Master Rong is a man of unparalleled wisdom and strategy."

As they were talking.

Bang bang bang bang.

A sound suddenly came from outside.

It looked like a string of firecrackers had been set off outside.

"Who, who's setting off firecrackers outside? Don't they want to live?" Huang Jinrong cursed.

He didn't think of the gunshots; such a dense sound would require hundreds of guns to fire.

In Tianhai, who can get their hands on hundreds of guns?

Even he only had a hundred-man gunner squad under his command.

Even so, that's enough to make you swagger around the dock market.

He got up and walked towards the door, about to open it.

The door opened from the outside, and a henchman covered in blood rushed in, grabbing his trouser leg: "Master Rong, Master Rong, a lot of men with guns have come outside. They didn't even say a word and just started shooting."

"What?" Huang Jinrong's face was contorted with rage. "They've actually laid a hand on me?"

"Find someone, find Zheng Yi, and have them killed!" he roared.

Zheng Yi was the leader of his gunmen team.

The bloodied henchman said bitterly, "Master Rong, there were too many of them, too many guns. Brother Yi... Brother Yi ran away a long time ago."

"waste."

Huang Jinrong kicked his underling in the head, sending him tumbling over, and then stomped hard on his chest.

The younger brother's chest caved in instantly from the stomp, and the light in his eyes vanished in an instant.

Huang Jinrong also possessed considerable martial arts skills. He started as a lowly laborer and worked his way up step by step.

After becoming a big shot, he indulged in a life of pleasure and debauchery for many years, but his true nature remained intact, as evidenced by his decisive act of crushing his underlings.

However, he felt no pride whatsoever.

He abandoned martial arts after he saw a gun.

"These people must have a leader. Let Wang Shu and the others take care of the leader." Huang Jinrong had another idea.

Wang Shu was one of the bone-forging martial artists under his control; he controlled a total of three bone-forging martial artists.

His wife, children, and elderly parents were all under his control and had no choice but to obey his orders.

As long as he gets these people to take action and kill the leader, he can still turn the tables.

But even after he gave the order, the henchmen beside him hadn't said a word.

A few heads rolled in from outside.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that they were the heads of the bone-forging martial artists he was familiar with.

Huang Jinrong's heart pounded, partly out of fear that the three Bone Forging Martial Masters had their heads ripped off.

On the other hand, since the other party threw in the head of the Bone Forging Martial Master, they obviously knew his identity.

He had to run.

At times like this, he doesn't care about being a big shot anymore; he has to run.

He looked at the window, suddenly darted over, opened the window, and was about to jump out.

But before he could jump out, he slowly retreated back.

But then he saw a dozen poles sticking out of the open window, the dark opening pointing directly at him.

Outside the door, a group of men dressed as laborers walked in, each holding a lance and pointing it at him.

Suddenly, Huang Jinrong was pointed at by hundreds of guns.

But that's not all. Looking out through the casino doors, you can see even more gunmen waiting outside.

This gave Huang Jinrong the feeling that he was being besieged by the army.

Once the henchmen had taken control of the casino and confirmed it was safe inside, one of them ran outside to give a heads-up.

Then, a man in a suit and tie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, walked in.

Beside the man was a scarred man with a fawning expression.

"Is he Huang Jinrong?" Qin Tianqi asked.

"Yes, yes, it's him." Scarface nodded repeatedly.

When Huang Jinrong saw the scarred face, he was furious: "Zheng Yi, you son of a bitch, you betrayed me!"

"Brother Rong, I didn't want to either, but I have a wife, children, and elderly parents. I can't die for you. Please understand me," Zheng Yi said.

"Let's go, Huang Jinrong, Master Yi wants to see you," Qin Tianqi said with a smile.

"That dockworker," Huang Jinrong blurted out.

Click, click, click.

A series of sounds of bolts being pulled back rang out.

To make Huang Jinrong realize what was happening, he was being held at gunpoint.

His expression changed several times before finally settling on a fawning one. He said, "I wonder what business Master Yi has with me? I have never offended Master Yi."

He was telling the truth. Although he wanted to take action against Chen Yi, it wasn't something he had just mentioned.

During this period, he truly did not do anything to oppose Chen Yi.

"How would I know what Master Yi is thinking? You'll know when you meet him," Qin Tianqi said calmly.

Then he waved.

The henchmen immediately stepped forward and pressed the muzzle of their guns against Huang Jinrong's back: "Go."

Huang Jinrong had no choice but to keep walking.