Chapter 8 I asked the master
Chapter 8 I asked the master
One person, one table; overturns seven or eight people.
Such strength already amazed the onlookers in the walled city.
Later, we saw Tie Tou use the tabletop as a knife to slice two knife-wielding men to death.
Not only were the remaining knife-wielders terrified, but even Chicken Xiong, the owner of Xiong Kee, who was used to seeing bloodshed and was calculating the compensation claim, couldn't help but spit out, "That big guy's strength is incredible!"
Only Ironhead, who caused all this, first looked at the suddenly quiet scene, and then looked at the two people lying on the ground convulsing a few meters away.
He absentmindedly loosened his grip on the round table, looking down at his hands: "I...I killed someone."
"Try it! If you don't kill him, are you just going to stand there and wait for them to come and kill you?" Wu Shih-hao glared at Tie Tou with his fierce eyes and walked over to him.
Hao Ge raised his knife, pointing it at the group of people who were hurriedly getting up and shoving each other, too afraid to come forward: "I'm Wu Shih-hao from the water room. If you have a problem, come at me! Anyone who dares to secretly lay a hand on my brother Tie Tou, I'll chop him into eighteen pieces and feed him to the dogs!"
After shouting this, Wu Shih-hao yelled "Let's go!" and pulled Tie Tou into Hung Kee.
Tie Tou was in a dazed state, his heart racing and his scalp tingling.
It wasn't until Wu Shih-hao and the others pulled him out of the walled city that he saw Lin Yuan-shan standing with A-Ping and Si-Yan-Wen smoking.
This man, who had displayed his prowess at Xiongji, called out "Young Master Yuan" in a hoarse voice. The next second, he leaned against the corner of the wall and vomited up all the food and drinks he had stuffed into his stomach at noon.
"It's like this the first time you fight with a friend." Wu Shih-hao told Big Chicken to go take care of Tie Tou, while he himself went to Lin Yuan-shan's side: "After throwing up a few times, you'll get used to it."
Taking the lucky charm handed to him by Lin Yuanshan, Wu Shihao put it in his mouth, lit a match, and said, "This guy is not bad. It's our first time meeting, and we haven't even finished a drink yet."
"He even came to help in that critical moment? Ah Yuan, you have better judgment than me; you made the right friends."
Seeing Lin Yuanshan smiling but not responding, Wu Shih-hao said with a straight face: "Hey, don't think I'm joking. If you don't believe me, ask A-Wen."
When we first arrived in Hong Kong, we were ripped off by the locals.
We didn't get to eat a hot meal until the fourth day! Damn!
At this point, Tie Tou had finished vomiting and was taken by Da Ji to the water tap at the entrance of the convenience store to rinse his mouth and wash his face.
His face was still deathly pale, but thankfully his eyes had regained their light. He walked to Lin Yuanshan's side and asked, "Young Master Yuan, what do we do next? Those two people probably won't make it..."
"So what if we embarrass ourselves? Hey, Iron Head, what are you worried about?" Wu Shih-hao turned around in surprise and looked at the two of them, saying, "Those idiots dared to ambush me in the walled city. Even if we succeed, they might not survive."
If an assassination is carried out in the Walled City, the Walled City Committee and the Walled City Joint Defense Association can turn a blind eye.
Today, a dozen or so men, carrying knives, stormed into Hung Kee and killed people, utterly disrespecting the elders of the walled city!
Now that their plan has failed and we've turned the tables on them, of course they can only blame themselves for being incompetent!
As the saying goes, matters of the martial world should be settled within the martial world itself.
The deceased's family will seek funeral expenses from the bigwig who gave the order.
"If they dare to report to the authorities and taint the emperor's power, they can expect their entire families to be exterminated by the gang."
After giving a long, confident speech, Wu Shih-hao looked at Tie Tou suspiciously: "Also, what's with calling this bastard A-Yuan 'Young Master Yuan'? Wait, what's your relationship with him?"
"I used to work as a rickshaw puller in Kowloon. I just met Yuan Shao this morning."
"We're still in the observation period with him now..." Tie Tou scratched his head, then, with a heartbreakingly simple-minded look, continued to explain, "Brother Hao, I didn't mean to hide it from you guys."
I thought lunch was too lavish, and I was afraid that if you knew I was a waiter, you wouldn't let me sit at the table to eat..."
Wu Shih-hao and his group looked at Lin Yuan-shan in shock.
Especially Hao Ge's triangular eyes, they seem to be able to speak—where did you pick up this gem from?
Lin Yuanshan raised an eyebrow, took out a hundred-dollar Hong Kong dollar bill, and stuffed it into Tie Tou's pocket: "Here, I now announce that you have passed the probation period and are now our Lin Group's employee number 01."
However, the company is just starting out and there's no base salary yet. Use this hundred dollars to buy two sets of clothes.
Tie Tou gave a smug "Oh," and the next second he pulled out some banknotes, took a few steps away, held them high, pointed them at the sun in the sky, and stared at them intently.
Seeing this, Lin Yuanshan kicked him: "What the hell are you looking at? It's just a hundred yuan, do you think I'd go out of my way to find a fake bill to cheat you?"
"No, Young Master Yuan, I'm used to being poor, I've never really had a chance to handle whole bills before." Tie Tou sheepishly put away the bill, casually wiping the footprint off his pants: "It's not easy to get one, of course I have to cherish it."
Lin Yuanshan laughed and scolded him for being spineless, then walked back and said to Wu Shihao, "Brother Hao, I've asked a senior lady at Fengru Teahouse to keep an eye on things for me."
If I'm not around these next few days and someone comes to deliver a message, please answer it for me.
Wu Shih-hao was quite surprised: "Huh? What do you want with them?"
Ah Yuan, there's no future in working honestly in Hong Kong!
When we first arrived, we took this same route. But instead of paying for the tea, the women there recommended we work as laborers at the docks.
Sigh, I worked hard all day carrying goods, and all I got was 3 yuan, plus the foreman took 1 yuan off my share.
Later, we tried to fight like others, but nine times out of ten we failed. We would just show up, shout a few words, and get 30 yuan.
By the time they realized they needed to find a powerful backer, more than half a year had already been wasted.
In a while, it will be Uncle Kun's birthday. I'll put in a good word for him and ask him to personally take you into his family!
He's a big fishmonger in the water room, and hasn't bought horses in a long time.
This time, I almost got killed in the Walled City while trying to help him open a new venue in Shek Kip Mei.
Using this as a starting point to bring up the topic with him is just right!
Ah Yuan, don't rush, play for a few days first.
We're cousins, I'll pave the way for you.
"When that time comes, you and I, brothers, one scholar and one warrior, will be able to achieve great things together! Hahaha..."
Seeing that Brother Hao was getting more and more smug, everyone around him burst into laughter.
Lin Yuanshan had no choice but to pour cold water on the idea: "Sorry, Brother Hao."
I want to do legitimate business, and your uncle is the most famous drug dealer in the underworld.
Before I came to Hong Kong, I asked the old man, and he said that this kind of unethical business was incompatible with my destiny, Lin Yuanshan.
When a Chaozhou person brings up the spirit of the local deity or Mazu.
That proves that his attitude and thoughts are firm and unchangeable!
Wu Shih-hao may appear rugged, but he is actually quite intelligent and insightful.
Upon hearing Lin Yuanshan's words, he stopped smiling and said, "Is that so?"
"Alright! Everyone has their own ambitions. Anyway, I, Brother Hao, will always leave you a way out. We're all friends here, no need for formalities."
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