one person's life

Chapter 102 Shaolin in the Western Regions
"Oh, Yuhui Cannery, why did it suddenly catch fire? My husband used to work there..."

"It was said that someone else set the fire, how many chemicals can a cannery have, you can see that those machines were burned black."

"Who is so wicked! It's New Year's Eve and you're setting off a fire so early in the morning?"

"This is the work of a colleague... It's just that Yu Hui is hard on the back. Who doesn't know about it in Guan County..." An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and round glasses passed by and whispered behind the crowd.

Tang Muzhi happened to be beside him, so he asked casually: "Old sir, does this Yu Hui you are talking about have anything to do with it?"

The old man turned around and glanced at Tang Muzhi and Yuan'er, realizing that they were two boys.He first breathed a sigh of relief, and then said a little show off: "You young people usually read newspapers and news and can't catch the hidden things - this Yuhui is the first cannery in Guan County and has made a lot of money, but so For many years, there has been only one canning factory of decent size in Guan County. What is this called? This is a monopoly."

Tang Muzhi smiled and said: "My dear sir, I see you are the leader of the Cultural Bureau." He saw several words sewn on the pocket of the old man's jacket - Guanxian Cultural Bureau.

The old man also smiled, and subconsciously patted his chest, "What kind of leader am I? To put it bluntly, I'm just an administrator. Did you just go on vacation..."

"That's also a leader. Let me ask you, who are Yu Hui's colleagues? Our parents have done some business in bottles and cans, so we are here to seek cooperation."

The old man looked at the two of them carefully, and said with a hint of saltiness: "Oh, foreigners, you should go to the South District and have a look. There are many small factories there, and the raw materials for Yuhui cans are all local." After that, Turned around and left.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Tang Muzhi heard that the owner of the cannery was still inside and that the Mazda parked here belonged to him.

"Uncle Master, let's go in and find the factory owner and communicate with him. We can't see anything from here," Yuan'er reminded.

Tang Muzhi turned away and said calmly: "It's not that you can't see anything, Yuan'er, your eyesight is not that good. There is someone over there who is obviously a practicing practitioner - that's the bald one, with bulging temples and stable lower body... Please be careful and observe, and don’t get angry.”

Hearing this, Sima Yuan turned his head slightly and stared at the person Tang Muzhi mentioned for a while.

"It seems like the steps are a little heavier, but I can't tell anything else..."

Tang Muzhi nodded, "I'll tell you later... this is also a university question. Hey, that's the director of Yuhui Factory!"

A 30-year-old man in his prime came out of the office of Yuhui Factory and walked straight towards the Mazda - Tang Muzhi had seen his photo. His name was Gong Kexu, the new director of Yuhui Factory just the year before.

Sima Yuan frowned and said, "Uncle Master, is he leaving? Are we not going to stop him?"

"There are so many people, why do you think those people are following the car?" Tang Muzhi frowned, "They also have a car, and it seems they want to follow Gong Kexu... find a place to call him."

The cannery was in a relatively remote location and there was no public phone booth, so Tang Muzhi had to go to a nearby small shop to make a call.

Before arriving, Tang Muzhi originally wanted to meet directly with the factory director Gong Kexu, but there were many people watching here and it was easy to attract attention.

"Hey?"

When the call was connected, Tang Muzhi said bluntly: "Director Gong, there is a white Fukang behind you, and they are following you. Don't panic, just drive around and drive back to the factory... Aimin Street, get off here. After the bus, you go straight to Huanglong Park."

Gong Kexu was silent for a while, and there was a rustling noise on the phone. He hurriedly responded: "Okay, okay... I understand."

Gong Kexu didn't know about Yiren's circle. He was a businessman and scalper who came from Bingcheng a few years ago.At that time, the Tang Sect was suppressed by the superiors and was winding down. The old factory director gave up his job and finally chose him as a partner. Now the profits of the Yuhui Factory are still divided into the Tang Sect and the majority, but at least the factory director is not giving it to the Tang Sect. It's just a part-time job.

Tang Muzhi hung up the phone, and Yuan'er waited quietly for Gong Kexu's arrival - and sure enough, after a while, Mazda turned around from the south and arrived at Aimin Street, not far from the cannery.

This is an old alleyway with bumpy cement pavement and a few brick houses. The space in front of the house has been randomly transformed into a chicken coop and duck coop. It is better in winter, but in summer it is full of stench when the sun shines.

hum-

There was no one around. The Mazda was parked outside the alley. Gong Kexu walked out of the cab. Tang Muzhi and Yuan'er were staring at him in the dark.

"The person following you hasn't arrived yet?" Yuan'er looked around the alley. "Look again..."

After getting out of the car, Gong Kexu glanced around, looking a little panicked.He stood by the car a little nervously and looked back - sure enough, the Beverly also arrived after a while.

Gong Kexu's expression changed and he stopped being petty and immediately followed Tang Muzhi's instructions and walked towards Huanglong Park at the end of the lane.

"Here they come... Look at the four of them." Tang Muzhi saw four people coming down from Fukang. They were tall and muscular, with sinewy faces... They were probably thugs, but there were two obvious practitioners among them. The man is a young man with a bald head and an evil face.Their physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people.These four people must have noticed that Gong Kexu was circling, and they walked straight towards him without pretending.

"Yuan'er, don't move here, I'll deal with it soon."

Sima Yuan'er swallowed and agreed.Because they were not far apart, the auras of two of the four pursuers faintly exuded murderous aura. This murderous aura was something he had often noticed in the elders in the sect, and was naturally no stranger to him at this moment.

But he was not worried about Tang Muzhi.Although he didn't go to the Lion City competition, he found that although Tang Wu and others didn't say it on weekdays, they respected this uncle who came from heaven just a few months ago - at least in terms of strength.Otherwise, with Tang Wu's temperament, Tang Mu would not have had a stable life in the past few days.

After Tang Muzhi said this, he turned around and walked through the narrow alley between the two houses. When he walked out, he should just stop the four people.

Gong Kexu had reached the end of the alleyway. He turned his head and looked behind him, and found four burly men walking towards him.

"Damn..." He cursed in a low voice, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and ran towards Huanglong Park.

"Hmph!" The four people behind him snorted coldly and took advantage of the situation to chase after him - at this time, the sound of Tang Muzhi's footsteps suddenly came from the street.

Step, step, step...

"Wait a minute!" The young man with a somewhat weird and evil appearance seemed to be quite strong, and he immediately noticed something unusual.

At this time, Tang Muzhi quietly came out of the fork in the street.His goal was achieved, Gong Kexu had already run far away, and now he only needed to subdue these two strangers and that would be the end of the day.

The two young men on the other side didn't talk nonsense when they met him, they were stunned, and they drew a wide knife from their backs and slashed at Tang Muzhi!
The bald head signaled to his teammates who were also strangers, but did not stop the two men who rushed forward with knives.

"These are ordinary people..." Tang Muzhi's eyes narrowed, his hands had turned into afterimages, and he accurately grabbed the wrists of the two slashers at the same time - and then flicked them!
click!click!
"what--"

The sword holder knelt down in response... Tang Muzhi turned his attention to the remaining two strangers who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Are you from the Tang Sect?"

Tang Muzhi didn't move his eyes, tightly holding his two broken arms, and asked: "Who did what happened at Yuhui Factory?"

His mind was activated, and Tang Muzhi quickly learned the general story of what happened from the minds of the two incapacitated gangsters.

"You two can get lost." After a moment, he let go of his hand. Of course, someone would settle the score with them later, so there was no need for Tang Muzhi to do anything unnecessary now.

Soon there were only three people left in the field. Tang Muzhi looked at the bald head and felt more and more familiar - this man looked about 30 years old, with short eyebrows, rosacea and big ears, very similar to the one in the original Luo Tian Dajiao " "Iron Horse".

"Are you from the Vajra Sect?" Tang Muzhi asked.

Vajra Gate is also called Western Shaolin. Its founder is an eminent monk who came from Shaolin Temple. It is considered a special branch of Shaolin.

The Vajra Sect is extremely martial, but it has not kept up with the times in the past two years. The disciples under the sect have also caused trouble everywhere because of poor supervision. Recently, they have also had some conflicts with the Tang Sect.

　The next chapter will be updated in the early morning, don’t wait - I’ve been really busy these two days.

　　
　
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