Become a legend in Hong Kong

The middle-aged man did not dodge when the palm wind hit him, as if he wanted to learn from each other.

More likely, he was preparing to dampen Liao Wenjie's spirit, so as not to be entangled in the future, and he couldn't shake off the plaster.

I saw that his waist sank, his center of gravity fell on his lower body, his waist and shoulders were as motionless as a mountain, he punched with his right hand and palmed with his left hand, superimposing and drawing a semicircle in front of him.

Bang!

With one move, the iron sand palm tilted and was easily split open by the middle-aged man.

Liao Wenjie used 70% of his strength, but when he saw that his palm was empty, instead of taking it back immediately, he hit out the remaining 30%. At the same time, the center of gravity is raised, using the waist and hips as the axis, deflecting sideways to drive the whip leg straight down.

Powerful Vajra Legs!

The palms and legs are changing and switching, and the movement is smooth and flowing without any restraint. The middle-aged man heard the wind whistling in his legs, secretly said trouble, and drew his palms to meet the whip legs.

At the moment of contact, his fingers clasped Liao Wenjie's leg bones, and at the same time, his right fist rushed forward and slapped the back of his left hand.

Feng Qingyun Dan's two moves easily released the strength of the Vajra Leg, making it difficult for him to make any further progress.

"That's it, it's over."

"I don't think so."

As he spoke, Liao Wenjie shot two red ribbons from his trouser legs and wrapped them around the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man tapped his toes on the ground and stepped back a few meters as light as a swallow. He stood still until his body was against the second door of the morgue.

In his sight, Liao Wenjie stood on the ground with his legs closed. The two red ribbons wrapped in red threads, like snakes, retreated to the legs of his trousers and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What kind of Taoism is this?

If it is the use of telekinesis, the middle-aged man can understand it, but the trousers are so wide, where is the red rope hidden?

"Senior must have known about it when he checked my file. However, since we are meeting for the first time today, I should introduce myself formally. My surname is Liao Wenjie. Senior can just call me Ajie."

"..."

"Senior, just call me Ajie."

Seeing the middle-aged man's silence, Liao Wenjie couldn't help but look puzzled: "Senior, why don't you speak?"

"...Feng Si."

"It turns out to be Fourth Uncle, so polite."

"No, just Uncle Feng."

Fourth uncle or something, if people hear it, they think they are relatives!

Uncle Feng's face was covered with black lines, and he was very helpless at Liao Wenjie's face of hitting the snake with a stick. His name was already announced, and there was no point in continuing to hide his face. He raised his hand and took off the medical mask.

Liao Wenjie: (一`一)

If I read it correctly, this face is very similar to Uncle Jiu.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?" Seeing Liao Wenjie's strange eyes, Uncle Feng asked cautiously.

"No, I see that Uncle Feng's eyebrows are as sharp as a knife, his eyes are like those of a tiger, his appearance is majestic, and his equipment is majestic. He must be an upright and steadfast person. I am yearning for you and want to make friends with you."

"Brother Jie, it turns out you can also speak human language!"

Zhou Xingxing's eyes widened. Liao Wenjie had never praised him so highly when they first met.

"Shut up, I'm talking to Uncle Feng!"

Liao Wenjie slapped Zhou Xingxing's face away. Without waiting for Uncle Feng to refuse, he took two steps forward, unzipped his jacket and took out a money sword made of thirty-six copper coins.

"It's just a small thing, it's not interesting!"

"What do you mean it's not interesting?"

"I see Uncle Feng being upright and upright, and I admire him deeply. As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero, so I hope you won't refuse."

Liao Wenjie smiled faintly. Looking at Uncle Feng's face, he knew that he was not only a storyteller, but also a person with a plot. Everything had a cause and effect.

"No, we met by chance. I can't afford such a big gift." Uncle Feng pushed the money sword away and refused to take it.

"Uncle Feng, take a closer look, this is no ordinary copper coin."

Liao Wenjie raised his money sword and pointed at the eight characters on the front and back of the copper coin: "Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can connect the gods. You are a knowledgeable person, so I won't explain it."

Uncle Feng: "..."

He looked at Qian Jian without saying anything, his eyes were fiery, and he stretched out his left hand tremblingly, suppressing his right hand that was not listening to the instructions of his brain.

You can't take it. If you take it, you'll fall into a trap!

"Uncle Feng, this is an innate copper coin, a rare treasure in the world."

Liao Wenjie added in a low voice: "I spent a lot of effort to get it. If you don't want it, I can only give it to other people in the big association."

"Giving it to them is a waste!"

Uncle Feng gritted his teeth, took the money sword, looked at Liao Wenjie up and down, and sighed: "After all, you are the superior one, I can't refuse, tell me where to go to eat."

…

Hotel private room.

Zhou Xingxing started the second round. His full stomach a few hours ago did not affect his appetite at all. At the same time, he did not forget to prick up his ears and listen to the conversation between Liao Wenjie and Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng is not a local police force. He is stationed on the island "Tung Ping Chau" in the northeastern New Territories all year round. He was invited by friends in the police circle to investigate a case.

When he was young, Uncle Feng was also considered a rookie in the police world. He was quick to catch thieves and solve cases quickly.

It's a pity that he is too upright, one is one, two is two, he does things without mercy, and he offends people faster than he solves cases. The superior was afraid of taking the blame, so he transferred several positions in succession and threw him into a fishing village.

In this regard, he is similar to Zhou Xingxing, but Uncle Feng has Taoist skills at his side, and things are rare and valuable. No matter how far he is demoted, his superiors will remember such a person.

As for Zhou Xingxing, if he was demoted to a small fishing village, he might have to live with the sea breeze for the rest of his life.

However, Zhou Xingxing did not panic. When working alone as an undercover agent, there was no one in Hong Kong who could compare with him. He was so talented and good with a sword that his superiors were reluctant to send him to the island to stand guard.

"Lin Dayue's case, including Wang Baiwan who was killed before, were all committed by the same killer..."

Uncle Feng talked about the recent investigation of the case. He was investigating a case where walking corpses were used to transport drugs, and he discovered that there was a large foreign force behind it. The more he investigated, the more strange things he discovered, including the professions that were supported by this group of forces. Killer.

"They only take orders from wealthy people. They charge high prices and sell very little. They act very low-key. If it weren't for some mistake, I wouldn't be able to connect the two."

"Uncle Feng, regarding the walking corpse case, last time I was with Superintendent Huang in West Kowloon, you were probably the one who refused to see me."

"..."

Uncle Feng said nothing and acquiesced.

"I don't understand. As far as I know, there is a monk association on Hong Kong Island. Not to mention the large number of people, it is also a force regardless of size. How can there be rats from outside sneaking in to cause trouble?" Liao Wenjie asked his doubts.

"Ajie, do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"

"Ah, what do I know?"

Liao Wenjie was stunned by the question, and looked at Uncle Feng's slightly contemptuous eyes, as if there was an undercurrent surging, and he was partly responsible for it.

That's ridiculous. Counting the time, it hasn't even been half a year since he traveled through time. Even with butterfly wings, it's impossible to blow such a strong wind.

It would be about the same if it were Leon, that guy...

Wait, Leon!

"Uncle Feng, could it be..."

Liao Wenjie's eyes twitched as he thought of some possibility: "Could it be that the senior expert died unexpectedly, which made these rats bolder and more unscrupulous?"

"As long as you know."

Uncle Feng nodded with a serious face: "Taoist Master Yun Su was very powerful and one of the top experts in Hong Kong Island. His sudden death not only affected the stability of the association, but also made some ambitious people ready to take action. Especially in the past two years, it has been very unfortunate. Peace.”

What a scam!

Liao Wenjie's eyes widened. It's no wonder that every time he met someone with some righteousness, he would avoid him. His feelings for Leon were not that people hate dogs, but that Zhen Zhen is disgusted by heaven and earth.

However, this also proves from the side that Leon is very evil. This guy always talked about the death of a big shot, and then triggered a series of vicious incidents, which caused a lot of people to wipe his ass.

It’s not enough to refuse.

"Uncle Feng, with all due respect, why didn't you..."

Liao Wenjie formed a knife with his palms and pressed down hard.

At this moment, he stood firm, standing on the side of the masses and justice, and would never join in with the treacherous people.

"Such a waste."

"What?"

"Such a waste……"

Uncle Feng was silent for a long time and said slowly: "First of all, before Taoist Master Yun Su died, he didn't criticize anyone harshly. He only said that he had gone astray. Secondly, everyone thought it would be better to keep such an evil thing. Maybe it will be used someday.”

To put it simply, although they wanted to kill Leon, everyone agreed that they could not be the only ones to be tricked by such an evil thing as the Broom Star, and everyone had to share it.

Liao Wenjie scratched his head and asked after a while: "Uncle Feng, tell me the truth. Is it too late for me to draw a clear line between myself and Leon now that I don't know this person?"

"Eat vegetables, come on, eat vegetables."

Uncle Feng picked up the peanuts and told Liao Wenjie tactfully, just wait to die, there is no hope.

Liao Wenjie sighed and looked at the ceiling speechlessly. He could tell that it would be harder to enter a major association in the future than to reach the sky.

I just don’t know if I can be accommodating if one person has a money sword.

After thinking for a moment, Liao Wenjie no longer struggled. Since he couldn't force it, he could just let the matter of the association go.

Moreover, judging from Uncle Feng's tone of commenting on the big association, you can tell that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Big associations are not made of iron, and not everyone has the broad-mindedness and consideration of Taoist Yun Su.

"Uncle Feng, we act for the sake of heaven, but there are demons and monsters causing trouble today. You can't just sit back and watch whatever you say. I'm willing to help you with that nest of rats causing trouble."

"..."

Uncle Feng's hand holding the peanuts shook, and he felt that the wine in the cup suddenly lost its aroma.

He shouldn't accept that sword.

"Don't worry, I won't harm you. In the future, I will never call Leon over whenever you appear."

Liao Wenjie said with a serious face: "Also, about Leon, please help me spread a message to reassure everyone. I will keep a close watch on him and will not let him go out to do anything random even if I risk my life."

"This... I'm afraid it's not that simple. Someone has tried it. He is unreasonable and no one can lock him up."

"It's simple. I opened a ghost-catching company, and Leon is also one of the owners. With a few more female secretaries, he will be happy."

"..."

Uncle Feng was speechless. Based on these words alone, he and Liao Wenjie were not the same person.

"By the way, Uncle Feng, since this nest of rats is so arrogant, why not let Leon out now, what do you think?"

"I don't think it's appropriate!"

Uncle Feng wiped his cold sweat and said with a dry smile: "Wait a minute, the case has just begun to be investigated. It won't be too late to find their lair and release them."