Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 96 Tiekou Li

In the early morning, the sounds and figures in the Kowloon boxing ring had disappeared without a trace.

Only the mottled bloodstains on the ring and the looming footprints proved the intensity of tonight's match.

Fourth Master Jin was sitting alone in the VIP room with the lights out, his pipe in his mouth, silent.

He has been in charge of the Kowloon boxing ring for thirty years, starting from a few coolies writhing around in a warehouse of a few square meters.

Later, the venue, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, became famous throughout Hong Kong and Kowloon. Even the wealthy people who lived in the mid-level villa area became guests here.

In the past 30 years, heroes have been like crucian carps crossing the river, dragons crossing the river, and tigers sitting on the ground. Strong men from all walks of life have shed their blood here.

It can be said that Mr. Jin Si, the top spot in Kowloon Walled City, was built on the flesh and blood of countless heroes.

"Fuck the leader mother! Beat five of them one at a time, and then walk out like nothing happened after the beating. Even when I was young, I didn't dare to be so crazy!"

Mr. Jin picked up the tea cup. He liked to drink cold tea. After one sip, his mouth and tongue were filled with saliva, and a slight cooling feeling lingered in his mouth and tongue.

"It's not difficult to kill someone. You give a woman a knife, aim it at the chest and stab it in. If the position is right, even a tough guy will have to lie down.

But, that kid can kill without killing indiscriminately. Isn’t this a skill?After defeating Lin Hu, the remaining two soft-footed shrimps, depending on other people's tempers, are just used to vent their anger, and they may break their bodies into thousands of pieces.

It's not because those two people hate them, it's just because those two people were unlucky enough to meet the God of Death at this moment.

But that kid, just like performing acrobatics, first used a stick to do a set of stick techniques that he had never seen before, and finally changed to a pair of mandarin duck knives, which made others almost cry.

Emperor, I really can't see through you. "

After talking to himself for a while, Mr. Jin finished another cup of tea.

Just after he let out a long and comfortable breath, the sound of bamboo sticks hitting the ground resounded in the dim Kowloon boxing ring. It was slow and slow, which seemed particularly harsh in the empty venue.

Fourth Master Jin remained silent and waited for a long time. He didn't look back until the sound of the doorknob turning was heard at the door of the VIP room.

He took out another tea cup and added a cup of tea.

"Sorry, it's not convenient to go anywhere else, so I can only invite you to the ring, Mr. Li."

"It doesn't matter, when I, Tiekou Li, was still blind, I often came here to watch boxing matches.

I remember the last boxing match I watched was probably the second marshal selection match held here in Yixing in 56. The match was so lively that I was almost carried in by the crowd. "

Fourth Master Jin also laughed softly, "It happened more than ten years ago. At that time, young people were ignorant and thought that their words would count with their fists. They would have friends and be respected by others. Now it seems that the world is so simple. That’s good.”

When Tiekou Li sat down, Fourth Master Jin looked at him again.

The long gown, felt hat, sunglasses, and cloth shoes are all black from top to bottom. Only the waxy face and white socks add some embellishment to the uniform color, highlighting the depth of the black.

Fourth Master Jin glanced at the other party's hand again, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"Mr. Li, where is the golden crutch I gave you? Why didn't you bring it?"

"It was robbed. A few days ago, I was robbed by some gangsters on Qingshan Road."

Fourth Master Jin's eyes became sharper, "You bastard, you even robbed a blind man's things. Is there any other way to do this? Didn't you tell me my name at that time?"

Tiekou Li just smiled and shook his head slightly.

"I'm a blind man. If I use such a good thing, I will lose it sooner or later. As long as I'm fine, this bamboo stick is pretty handy."

"That's right, only when a person is fine can he change his destiny against the will of heaven."

Tiekou Li took the tea from Mr. Jin and took a sip.

"Well, Mingqian Longjing is brewed with ice water. It really has a fresh and elegant flavor that makes people salivate." Mr. Jin nodded, "Hong Kong Island is hot and humid, and tea is brewed with boiling water. No matter how good the tea is, it will be delicious." It’s always almost meaningless.”

Taking another sip of tea, Tiekou Li said, "Master Jin, I see that your complexion is much better than before."

"Mr. Li, this is all thanks to your help. If you hadn't arranged that [thing] for me, I would have finished all the last seven by now."

"The doctors told me my tumor had shrunk so much."

Fourth Master Jin made a fingernail-sized gesture with a smile on his face.

Tiekou Li said calmly: "Master Jin, I am blind..."

"Oh, sorry, I mean the tumor has shrunk by about the size of a fingernail."

Just as Mr. Jin was about to lift up his clothes, he suddenly remembered that Tiekou Li couldn't see him, so he gave up.

Then he asked: "Mr. Li, you said before that the formation was not complete and needed some time and materials. How is the collection now?"

Tiekou Li adjusted his sunglasses, his white eyelids looming behind the sunglasses.

"It's already over, Mr. Jin, I told you not to be anxious about this matter."

Tiekou Li reached into his bag and took out a tattered pamphlet.

"This is?"

Mr. Jin took the book and carefully turned through a few pages in his hand. He found that it was a list of workers, and it belonged to a factory in To Kwa Wan.

"I got this from Temple Street. I have a colleague who previously helped enter personnel information for a machinery factory in To Kwa Wan. Please turn to the fifth line of page seven and take a look."

Mr. Jin put some saliva in his mouth with his fingers and quickly turned the page to the page the other party said and saw the corresponding name.

"This is?"

Tiekou Li pointed to that line accurately, "This person is exactly what I mentioned to Mr. Jin before, a person with Shaoyang Taiyin destiny."

Fourth Master Jin frowned, "It's not easy to look for him for so long."

Tiekou Li nodded, "People with this kind of destiny are very popular. There are more and more evil cultivators coming from the north. For them, this kind of people are always good materials."

Fourth Master Jin interrupted: "For us too?"

"Yes."

Tiekou Li laughed, his voice like the wind in the sewer.

"I understand. I will ask someone to get him back. Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

"No. Don't be stupid while you are alive. Just keep your limbs intact."

"It's easy. I'll ask Black Friday to deal with him."

When Fourth Master Jin stuffed the booklet back into the iron-mouthed luggage bag, the latter only felt a weight on his shoulders, as if there were two more heavy things in the bag.

After patting his pockets, he stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Jin. I have prepared the rest. I just wait for you to invite that person back and then we can get started."

"Okay, go slowly!"

Fourth Master Jin did not get up to see him off. He was holding the tea cup, his face still soaked in darkness.

(End of this chapter)