Hong Kong Comprehensive Starts from Chasing the Dragon

Chapter 169 I Can Not Use It, You Cannot Not Teach It (13)
Kowloon Walled City, outside the Ghost Hand Liu Medical Center.

The pheasant is shirtless and holds two eight-cutting knives in both hands.

Two slightly muscular arms are tightly bound with two tendon ropes whose ends are tied to iron rings on the wall.

Guishou Liu was lying on the rocking chair, while helping him correct the movement of swinging the knife, while telling the old news of the teacher.

"Your master is called Chen Shi. When he was in Jinmen, he once accepted a genius who practiced swords. His name was Geng Liangchen."

"Master, Uncle Master is a prodigy in sword practice, how about you? Are you too?"

"Ha, that's wrong! Uncle Ni is a prodigy in practicing swords, but he is mediocre as a teacher.

The aptitude of being a teacher is less than one-tenth of your uncle.He practiced swordsmanship for a year, and helped his master choose eight martial arts schools in Jinmen.

And I have been with your master for three years before he allowed me to touch the knife. "Ghost Hand Liu smoked a dry cigarette and grinned loudly.

The pheasant was startled when he heard the words, but he swung the knife, forgetting to leave three points of force, and was instantly staggered by the tendon rope tied to his arm.

Ghost Hand Liu shook his shoulders like an ape.

Take the knife!

pull people!

The ghost hand Liu did it in one go, and helped Shan Ji relieve the crisis of its Achilles tendon being cut by the blade.

Glaring at the pheasant who was distracted while practicing the sword, and almost accidentally injured his own pheasant, Guishou Liu cursed: "The knife has no eyes! If your master is present, let alone pull you, he will punish you at least not to touch the knife for half a year afterwards!"

Pheasant scratched his head, smiled awkwardly: "Master, according to your statement.

I have been apprenticed to a master for less than three days, but you allow me to practice swords. Doesn't that prove that I, Zhao Shanhe, is a swordsman who is comparable to my master? "

"You? If your teacher is still alive, he will regard you as mediocre as a teacher, you little pheasant, he will definitely say that calling you a fool is an insult to a fool!" Ghost Hand Liu slapped him, The pheasant covered its head and squatted down.

"Don't be so ambitious, wizards and geniuses are not so easy to be.

Back then, your uncle was too brilliant, that's why he was conspired and thrown into the street.

On the contrary, he is a teacher with mediocre qualifications and lived to 68 without disease or disaster! "

After beating the pheasant, Guishou Liu snatched his remaining eight-cutting knife: "I have practiced here today, and I will give you money to buy half a roast goose and come back for lunch."

"No, I'm rich. Master, please wait a while. I'll go and buy it now. You'll have something to eat in about 15 minutes." The pheasant hurriedly picked up the coat hanging on the wall, and while he was wearing it, he ran Exit to the Walled City.

Laughing and cursing, he rushed to the street, Ghost Hand Liu slowly turned around holding two Bazhan knives: "What are you doing back here? Didn't I make it very clear last time?"

The doctor dressed in western style smiled and lit a cigarette: "Don't get me wrong, I just happened to pass by when I came to the Walled City for business."

Walking towards the wooden dummy that the pheasant chopped with a knife just now, the doctor slowly put away his smile: "I didn't expect that you really accepted this little rascal.

How can this rushing street compare to me. I begged you for so long, but you refused to teach me the real kung fu, and you taught him today? "

Ghost Hand Liu held two Bazhan knives, and moved slowly: "You have always relied heavily on guns? Why do you keep thinking about this thing of mine?"

"You are right!

I have always believed that the times are developing, and boxing skills will soon be eliminated by guns. Touching the dense knife marks on the wooden dummy, the doctor sneered: "However, after learning it, whether I need it or not is my own business!"
Old thing, you have been called Master by me for more than ten years, and you would rather give it to a bum than to me, I refuse to accept..."

Ghost Hand Liu Wenyan's hairs stood on end, he pointed at the doctor, and pointed at the dark alley next to the medical hall.

Today, I followed the big apprentice, there are four people in total, one for Sanda, one for karate, and two for gunmen.

This guy has recruited so many fierce people, he probably wants to make a big deal on Hong Kong Island.

The ghost hand Liu Yue looked more and more frightened, just when he was thinking about taking the doctor hostage to escape.

The doctor took a few steps suddenly, with a cold expression on his face, and put his hand into his arms. In the next second, he might draw out his gun and fire.

Angrily hating that he hadn't passed on all his skills to Shan Ji in time, Guishou Liu tightly grasped the two Eight Cutting Knives. Just as he was about to fight for his life, there were bursts of coughing from the alley next to him.

"Cough cough..."

"Old Liu, do you have any guests?"

Blind Gongchun walked over slowly with a few strong men leaning on wooden sticks.

He turned his ear to the doctor and said with a smile: "Sir, I can hear that you are very angry. In the past two days, please keep light in terms of diet, so as not to get angry."

Looking at the many city residents following behind Blind Gongchun, the doctor took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his forehead lightly: "I am a doctor myself, so I don't need others to worry about it, and I have never believed in Chinese medicine."

"Hehe, doctors don't heal themselves...Hey, sir, why are you leaving?" Blind Gongchun said halfway, the doctor had already turned around, and left with a few of his subordinates hiding in the dark.

Seeing the figure gradually going away, Guishou Liu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Since Master Ding's death, the Walled City Committee's control over the Kowloon Walled City has dropped significantly.

The lame man only cares about developing his influence and expanding the scale of fans.

As for the management of the Kowloon Walled City, he might as well not be as fat as Chao, who took a wrong stand and was imprisoned for weeding.

In the past, how could people like doctors enter the city with guns at will?

"Hey, you are an unlicensed and unlicensed black doctor in the walled city, when did you get into trouble like this?" Blind Gongchun asked with a smile as he waved the swordsman in the walled city back to help.

The ghost hand Liu Moran pulled up the old friend's guide stick and invited him into his clinic.

Boil water to make tea, after a while.

Hearing that the doctor was actually Guishou Liu's big apprentice, Blind Gongchun was shocked. If he came a little later, he might really have to help collect his old friend's body.

Why did a pair of master and apprentice make such a fuss?

"He's a man with a wicked heart, how can I teach the real thing?
It's okay if he can't learn it, if he learns it, then he will do evil outside and be ashamed, won't he still be my teacher?
I teach all my medical skills, and I, Liu Kui, think that I am worthy of him. "Ghost Hand Liu scolded indignantly.

Blind Gongchun suddenly realized. At this time, he ran to Shenji to buy roast goose and pheasant, and he accidentally saw the newspaper that the boss put on the coffee table.

[This weekend, the Cointreau Hotel will host the Tsarist Royal Jewelry Exhibition...]

Looking at the three pieces of royal jewelry printed on newspapers with extremely blurred pictures.

Pheasant said enviously: "If I can sell one of these, the old man and I will eat roast goose every day, and we can't finish it until we die!"

"Little boy, your roast goose."

"Okay, thank you boss."

Pheasant paid the money and went out, and found that not only the newspapers, but also the public transport and minibuses were printed with advertisements for the Tsarist Russia jewelry exhibition.

at the same time.

Ding Yunfeng's home.

Ma Jun, Miao Zhishun, Yuan Haoyun, He Dongshi...

A large group of elites from the police force gathered around a flat map of Wan Chai.

With the support of Ding Yunfeng, Li Jie was in charge of formulating this battle plan.

He used to be a military blasting expert with the highest military literacy. As for the other people present, one counts as one, and they are basically pit kings.

Sending this group of people to charge the battle is definitely OK, but they need to use their brains...

As for the protagonists of gangster movies on Hong Kong Island, none of them are reliable. As for Chen Jiakui, who was excluded this time, it is unreliable.

　Pass one chapter first, and then write another chapter after a while, and there will be another chapter tomorrow morning,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)