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“Wuyou Audio-Visual Store.”

Located near Cuiyuan New Village, it is only two blocks away from Old Factory Street.

Fang Cheng got off the bus two stops early, exited the bus station, and then walked a few more steps.

He could then find the unremarkable red-and-white sign sandwiched between a row of restaurants.

It was about 9:30 now, and the audio-visual store had not yet closed.

Through the glass sliding door, he could see the owner chatting and laughing with two young men with dyed yellow hair.

Fang Cheng stepped into the store and looked around.

Rows of audio-visual shelves were neatly stacked with many beautifully designed and dazzling discs.

The decoration style of this store is very simple, or it can be said that there is no design at all.

However, the content of the displayed goods has a very special style.

At a glance, it is full of action and violence-related film and television works.

“Drunken Fist”, “Kill Zone”, “Way of the Dragon”, “Kung Fu Jungle”…

There are traditional kung fu movies, modern police and gangster movies, old movies, and the latest works.

In addition, there are various teaching and competition documentaries about martial arts and fighting.

Obviously, the owner is an extremely senior “kung fu fan”.

“Does Brother Long Wei know that before he became famous, he studied White Crane Kung Fu…”

“Li Chenglong, the Martial Saint of a generation, learned from a famous Wing Chun master and is a direct disciple…”

The owner is relatively old, in his fifties, and when he talks about various kung fu styles with the two young men, he is still very knowledgeable and talks endlessly.

“Traditional martial arts are not bad either. The key is to find the right path, and the most important thing is sincerity.”

“I have looked at your faces and touched your bones. I won’t say you are martial arts geniuses, but at least you are considered to have above-average aptitude.”

“The so-called true kung fu is hard to come by. Well, these ten discs have been carefully selected by me. After learning them, let alone acting in kung fu movies as the protagonist, it will be a piece of cake to take on ten people in the underworld in the future.”

“Is it really that magical?”

The two thin, yellow-haired youths couldn’t help but be stunned.

“I don’t cheat the old and the young, it’s definitely worth the money.”

Seeing that they didn’t believe him, the owner immediately vowed and pointed to Fang Cheng, who was looking for discs with his head down next to him.

“Look at this young man, he often comes to me to buy discs, watches them every day, and studies hard. After watching them, not only has he become more handsome, but his body has also become stronger.”

“Okay, isn’t it just five hundred yuan? I’ll buy them!”

The two young men scrutinized the tall and handsome Fang Cheng.

Then they readily took out the money to buy a dozen hardcover discs.

Looking at the covers, they are all traditional martial arts teaching documentaries such as “Detailed Explanation of the Five Animals Play Thirteen Forms” and “One Hundred Questions on Wing Chun Secrets”.

“Thank you for your patronage!”

“I wish you great martial arts luck and that you will dominate the Dongdu underworld in the near future…”

Seeing the two big customers leave, the owner kept saying auspicious words, and his smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

Seeing this, Fang Cheng then stepped forward.

“Uncle Wu, I want to find some discs about karate. Do you have any recommendations?”

Hearing the inquiry, the smile on the owner's face disappeared instantly, and he turned to look at Fang Cheng:

“I do have them. Are you planning to rent or buy them today?”

“Rent.”

Fang Cheng replied simply and neatly.

The owner immediately shook his head and sighed, limped on his left leg, and walked to the innermost audio-visual shelf.

Before long, he returned to the counter, took out two karate teaching films with some dust on the covers, and handed them to Fang Cheng.

“How much?”

“Ten yuan, please.”

“Didn’t you say that renting a disc for a week is 5 yuan, and two discs get a 20% discount?”

It is said that he participated in fighting competitions when he was young, but he retired due to serious injuries and opened an audio-visual store here for more than ten years.

The store's name starts with his surname and also has the meaning of “making friends through martial arts”.

Fang Cheng carried his bag and walked on the dimly lit street.

Along the way, the number of pedestrians did not decrease, but instead showed signs of increasing.

The reason for this anomaly is simply because there is a very popular open-air night market nearby—Beijiao Night Market.

It had been raining for the past few days, and many nearby residents and college students were feeling suffocated.

Now that they have time, they have all chosen to go out for a stroll and relax.

A burst of dynamic music drifted from not far away.

Fang Cheng looked up.

Under the night, colorful neon signs stood in a chaotic array.

On both sides of the street ahead, stalls selling various items were set up, and a faint and tempting aroma wafted over.

The deserted streets during the day, after nightfall, with the large increase in traffic, all kinds of people gathered, and a special vitality arose.

Although Jiangbei's economic level is at the bottom, the richness of its nightlife can be ranked among the top fifteen districts in the city.

If you want to choose a place that best represents the “common people” of Dongdu, it must be here.

There are even many out-of-town tourists who come to Dongdu specifically to experience the atmosphere of the bottom of the city.

Seeing the bright lights and the crowds ahead, Fang Cheng's heart moved.

Remembering that Zhou Xiumei also had a stall here to do business, he strode into the night market.

“Clearance sale, don’t miss it when you pass by, a rare opportunity…”

“Bargain sale, brand-name sports shoes are on sale, more than 300 yuan only costs more than 100…”

“Bobo chicken, ah bobo ah bobo chicken, one yuan a skewer of bobo chicken…”

The cries of hawkers rose and fell, filling the ears.

The iron pots in the food stalls were even more loud and explosive, and the smell of oil smoke mixed with the aroma of scallions and garlic wafted over.

In the winter night, the temperature is as low as zero degrees, but here is a scene of bustling activity.

Fang Cheng strolled through the crowd, his eyes wandering, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Among the street vendors, a woman wearing a white down jacket and wrapping her mouth with a scarf was particularly eye-catching.

In the cold wind, her beautiful hair fell over her shoulders, and she sat on the steps with her knees together, with a red blanket spread out in front of her.

There were various small and exquisite, cartoon-shaped handicrafts placed on it.

It is estimated that the workmanship and appearance were indeed very good, attracting a group of uncles and young men to come and ask for prices.

Looking at her busy appearance with a faint blush on her face and raising her hand to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, Fang Cheng smiled slightly.

It seems that Xiumei's business is not bad today.

Just as he was about to walk over to say hello and help, he saw several ruffian-like men squatting down in front of the stall with smiles.

“A’Dai was right, her skin is white, her eyes are big, and she is indeed pretty enough!”

“Sister, why bother setting up a stall to support your family so hard? It’s better to follow Brother Fei and enjoy delicious food and drinks.”

“Yo, are you shy? It’s rare to see such a pure girl these days, I like it…”

These people were frivolous in their behavior and had dirty mouths. Obviously, they were local gangsters.

Several other customers who were selecting goods next to them quickly moved away from them to avoid getting into trouble.

Zhou Xiumei frowned and lowered her head, responding in a muffled voice:

“I don’t do business with you, please leave…”

However, this pitiful appearance made the eyes of those gangsters, especially the one called “Brother Fei,” stare straight.

Brother Fei couldn’t help but reach out and try to pull off the scarf that was wrapped around her mouth to see her true face clearly.

Zhou Xiumei was startled and hurriedly got up to dodge.

However, the sleeves of her thick down jacket were still grabbed by the other party, making it difficult to break free.

She couldn’t help but frown her pretty face, wave her arms vigorously, and said with a slight anger:

“Let go, let go! I’m calling the police!”

“Hehe, even the cops may not be useful here…”

Just as the gangsters were smiling and teasing the harmless girl like a little white rabbit.

Suddenly, a palm stretched over and suddenly grabbed Brother Fei’s wrist.

“You… ah!”

Brother Fei was stunned. Just as he was about to scold the other party, he suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from his wrist.

Then, he screamed repeatedly:

“Quick, quick, quick, let go!”

Everyone looked over in surprise and saw a young and handsome man standing in front of Brother Fei.

His seemingly slender fingers were like iron tongs, tightly箍住his wrist.

“Brother Cheng—”

Zhou Xiumei let out a cry of surprise.

Her eyes were bright and shining, but then revealed a look of worry.