Become a legend in Hong Kong

In other words, the voice is loud, but the actual output is average.

Despite the fact that these people claim to be masters of their sect, only a handful of them have real kung fu. After observing for a moment, Liao Wenjie discovered that most of the boxing and kicking kung fu are very superficial. Fighting is all based on passion, and they use the ones that come from the factory. Skill - Wang Baquan.

"There are more and more people..."

There was a lot of noise, and if it continued, there would be no need for the neighbors to call the police, and the police officers on patrol would come uninvited.

Liao Wenjie didn't want to get burned, so he retreated more than ten meters again and stood far across the street, mingling with the onlookers and being a quiet handsome boy.

"Dudu! Dududu——"

When the phone rang, he raised his hand to answer the call. On the opposite side was a delighted Jingyuan, begging for praise, saying that he had learned the difficult skills of making a phone call.

Then you are really awesome!

"Master Jingyuan, to be fair and impartial, Uncle Feng is completely incomparable to you in this regard."

Liao Wenjie felt sincerely and chatted briefly, asking Jing Yuan not to hang up the phone in a hurry, as he had a question he wanted to ask.

"When I was driving just now, I encountered a group of people fighting."

"Oh, that's what happened. Just watch the excitement and ignore them."

"How do you explain it? To elaborate, is it a chivalrous act that uses force to break the law?"

"Ajie, you think too highly of them. A hero must be capable of using force to break the law."

Jingyuan smiled and said: "There are indeed masters of martial arts in Hong Kong Island, but based on your description, it is clear that it was a group of martial arts disciples who had eaten enough and had nothing to do. They arranged a fight. When the police arrived, they dispersed on their own."

"No, I heard that the secret book of the Tathagata Palm has appeared, so this group of people got together."

"Buddha's Palm……"

Jingyuan was silent for a while and said: "I am a Buddhist and have never heard the elders mention the Tathagata Palm. I personally believe that this martial arts does not exist. Even if it does, it is only in martial arts novels."

"Uh, what if?"

"It is also an advanced martial arts. Because it is too advanced, ordinary people are not qualified to practice it, and they cannot practice it."

"I see."

Hearing what Jing Yuan said, Liao Wenjie classified himself into the camp of ordinary people and curiously asked about the relationship between martial arts masters and monks in Hong Kong Island.

Is it friendship and cooperation to make a fortune together, or is it that the two sides are going their separate ways, or is it that they will never interact with each other until they die, and there may even be hatred in the gaps.

Jing Yuan talked for a long time, and Liao Wenjie basically understood everything.

To put it simply, because the Tao is different and they do not work together, monks, warriors, and people with special abilities all look down on the other, and there is a clear chain of contempt.

Those who practice Taoism look down on those who practice martial arts, thinking that they are a group of reckless men who can fight and carry but don't know how to survive. They will live in confusion until they die.

Martial arts practitioners also look down on those who practice Taoism. The reason is simple and crude. Nine out of ten Taoism practitioners possess martial arts skills. They are both responsible and independent. They are shameless.

The two sides figured out that there was no way to continue fighting like this. They shook hands and made peace, and both despised those who played with special powers.

Special function: "..."

"Why should people with special abilities be looked down upon? They are also very powerful?"

Liao Wenjie didn't understand. Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers, and Zuo Songxing, the Saint of Gamblers, were both masters of this Tao. Their various abilities were unbelievable, sometimes even three points more powerful than Taoism.

Once the power of telepathy is full, a monster like Leon will appear. Within an unreasonable framework, he is almost omnipotent. He crosses borders and becomes an expert in catching ghosts. He can destroy a senior monk in a few words.

All three have their own merits, and it is completely unreasonable for them to be despised for their special abilities.

"Well..."

Jingyuan thought for a while and gave an accurate answer: "There are too few people who understand special abilities. The base is small, resulting in very few masters. There is no decent organization, so they have no say."

Because there are few people, they are bullied.

So true!

"Thank you, Master, for clarifying your doubts. I'll treat you to dinner another day! By the way, don't forget to call me when you're subduing demons. Don't be polite. I promise to be there when you call."

After saying that, Liao Wenjie... didn't hang up the phone. He talked to Jingyuan for the first time. Out of respect for his senior, he asked the other party to end the call on his own initiative.

After a while, the phone was still in call mode.

Liao Wenjie roughly understood what he was talking about and hung up without saying a word.

At this time, an alarm bell rang loudly in the distance, and a flash of light came over. The onlookers and birds and animals dispersed, and a cry of "Here comes the note" came out in the alley, and experts from various factions took advantage of the paths to escape.

After watching the fun, Liao Wenjie thought that if he didn't leave, he would be stuck in traffic later, so he opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

Click.

The passenger door was opened, and a middle-aged man with a bruised nose and swollen face squeezed into the car. He smiled and said, "Pretty boy, let me lend you my car for a ride. Don't worry, I won't burn your gas in vain. I'll pay for it."

As he spoke, he took out two hundred yuan from his pocket. Seeing Liao Wenjie's expression of disdain, he gritted his teeth and added another two hundred yuan.

Snapped!

Liao Wenjie readily took four pictures worth one thousand and said: "Here are four thousand, get out of the car."

"..."

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, accepted two thousand, and returned the remaining two thousand to Liao Wenjie: "Only half, so you have to drive me half the distance."

learned.

Liao Wenjie was in awe. Maybe the middle-aged man's brain was beaten stupid, but he learned new knowledge from it, which he might use when picking up girls in the future.

"Fasten your seat belt and get out of the car on your own initiative after two traffic lights."

"no problem."

The man nodded solemnly, getting farther and farther away from the police car, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother, if you are afraid of trouble, don't fight. It's better to play mahjong with your friends."

"No, I am a public figure after all. Wouldn't it be very embarrassing if a reporter photographed me being taken away by the police?"

The middle-aged man pointed to his pig-headed face: "You must have recognized me. Keep a low profile and don't make any noise."

Liao Wenjie shook his head and said sincerely: "You are overthinking. I doubt whether your father will recognize you now is unknown."

"Beautiful boy, you speak so rashly!"

"Both each other, your Excellency was also badly beaten."

"..."

The middle-aged man choked for words, looked in the rear mirror, and immediately cursed: "That bastard Zhao Banshan doesn't follow martial ethics. He did it on purpose. He knew I had a competition in two days and he stared at my face. Black Hand."

"Are you a boxer?"

"No, I'm the referee."

The middle-aged man said: "You should have seen my games. Below is the famous "Thunder Runner" Wen Tailai in the world. He has been named the most influential referee on Hong Kong Island for five consecutive years."

"If you say that, I've actually seen it."

"I knew it. When I was a referee, didn't I steal the spotlight?"

"It's not just a scene-stealing scene, it's a scene-stealing scene."

Liao Wenjie nodded repeatedly, especially the famous scene where Wen Tailai was knocked down by his senior brother with a punch. The contrast was so strong that he still remembers it fresh.

"Pretty boy, I see your bones are amazing. You are a good material for learning martial arts. If you ever want to learn martial arts someday, go to Pilimen Martial Arts School and tell me your name, Wen Tailai, and I will give you a 50% discount."

Forget it for 50% off, Liao Wenjie wants to know if the Wen Tailai next to him is married.

"Wait, get off here."

As soon as he arrived at the first traffic light intersection, Wen Tailai opened the car door and walked into the alley cursing: "Zhao Banshan, you bastard, you just took advantage of the large number of people to bully the small number of people. The tide has turned, and now you are alone. Look. How can I deal with you?"

Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes and waited for the traffic light to end. Unexpectedly, Wen Tailai ran back before the traffic light ended.

"What's wrong, isn't it that things are changing?"

"It turned around, but it didn't turn on me. Someone caught the two boys who had the secret book of Tathagata's Palm. Zhao Banshan took advantage of it and was kicked away."

Wen Tailai wiped the cold sweat from his head: "Although Zhao Banshan is cunning and cunning, his martial arts skills are not inferior to mine. He was kicked away. It would be no different for me. I don't mind if I don't want this secret book."

"No way, is there really a secret book of the Tathagata Palm?"

"It's absolutely true. One of the boys has even mastered the first few moves. His qinggong is top-notch. He jumped from more than ten floors without twisting his feet."

"Falled to death?"

"How is it possible...don't interrupt."

Wen Tailai continued: "If he hadn't had too little experience in the world, it wouldn't have been so easy to stop him."

"???"

As if it was true, Liao Wenjie stopped at the intersection in front of him and walked quickly towards the alley.

"Hey, you don't want to die!"

Wen Tailai stepped forward to stop Liao Wenjie. As soon as he grabbed his arm, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

He is a master, but his martial arts skills are not inferior to mine. X2

"Beautiful boy, what are you doing?"

"Let's talk later. There's something moving inside again."

Liao Wenjie held his breath and carefully leaned against the corner, looking into the alley.

Wen Tailai swallowed, one person was timid, and the other two were slightly timid, squatting in front of Liao Wenjie, and looked into the alley.

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"Tell me, where did you hide Princess Yunluo?"

In the alley, a man was stuck upside down in the garbage with his feet in the air. Looking at the way he threw himself on the street, you could tell that he was Wen Tailai's enemy Zhao Banshan.

Because he was a faceless extra, Liao Wenjie only glanced at him and looked away, focusing on the tall and thin man in a suit.

The man with a mustache, about forty years old, with a sinister face and long hands and legs, was holding down two young men and rubbing them back and forth on the ground.

The tall and thin man named Tian Can was a master of the evil sect seven hundred years ago. In order to further his martial arts, he found the tomb of Long Jianfei, a disciple of the Fire Cloud Evil God, and wanted to dig out the secret book of the Tathagata God's Palm.

Princess Yunluo and the four great monks arrived, and there was a melee between the two sides. The four great monks were defeated. Before their death, they stabbed Tiancan in his death hole, while Princess Yunluo was ice-sealed in the tomb by Tiancan.

However, Tiancan and Princess Yunluo once consumed spiritual creatures from heaven and earth, and lived eight hundred years longer than ordinary people. Although both parties were destroyed, they did not die physically and were in a sealed state.

Last month, Wu Dehui and Li Chi were transferred to the mainland for a business trip by the company, and they were the two people who were being pushed to the ground and rubbed by Tian Can. They entered the tomb by mistake, and while releasing Princess Yunluo, they also unlocked the seal on Tiancan.

The group of people fled back to Hong Kong Island, and Tian Can followed them.

Wu Dehui and Li Chi learned the secrets of martial arts, thinking that they had become peerless masters. They went out to show off and act cool, but were blocked by people from the Hong Kong Martial Arts Association, and then were caught by Tiancan.

"Brother, no, big brother, we really don't know who Princess Yunluo is!"

"Yes, but I do know a few princesses in nightclubs. Brother, you are such a handsome boy, they will definitely love you to death."

Wu Dehui and Li Chi were bruised and bruised, and they howled and begged to be let go.

"Nightclub, what is that place?"

When Tian Can heard that there were many princesses, he immediately became interested. Suddenly, he heard a strange movement in his ears and looked towards the entrance of the alley with raised eyebrows.

"Who is this sneaky person? Get out!"

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"Oops, he found out."

Wen Tailai shouted that something was wrong and raised his hand to catch Liao Wenjie. For the sake of two thousand dollars, he did not forget to remind Liao Wenjie to run away together.

Empty.

Wen Tailai turned around with a blank look on his face. The cold wind blew by, and the surrounding area was empty. There was no trace of Liao Wenjie.

Gan!