Genius commoner

Chapter 537 The Stunning Nun
At [-] o'clock in the evening, Hutchison General Hall, this is a deep and spacious hall, with Zhuzhu blue bricks, black lacquered screen, solemn and majestic, one can tell the age at a glance.

In the middle of the [-]-square-meter lobby, there is also a golden statue of Guan Gong holding a knife and stroking his beard, which has indescribable majesty and arrogance. The curtains are each embroidered with a tiger with eye-catching eyes, and the walls around are hung with portraits of the older generation inheritors of the gang and the gang leaders of the past generations.

This kind of portrait, called Daitu, is a witness of history, and it also represents the origin of the gang. The paper of some portraits is already smoky, showing the long history and glory of Hutchison. At this moment, the men and women who have finished their morning tea , once again seated proudly around a large mahogany table, the person at the top was the ghost king with a cold expression.

His eyes were deep, and he sat there with a big horse and a golden knife, with a domineering arrogance. He looked coldly at Ji Ge, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and said with a gleam in his eyes: "You mean, Chen Tiance beat you up?" Are you looking for teeth all over the place? Not only are you scarred, but there are also eighteen brothers with broken hands and feet, lying in the hospital waiting for treatment?"

The fat-headed and big-eared Brother Ji leaned on a chair, and he groaned with one arm hanging: "That guy is too bastard, he hits hard, he doesn't even ask who we are, he just fights, I say hello He winked, and he just gave me a stick, if I hadn't run fast, I would have been killed by him, and a dozen brothers were also injured."

Brother Ji took a sip of the tea, and managed to force out a sentence: "Boss, people don't harm tigers, but tigers harm people's hearts. Mother Chen Tiance is a bastard. We gave him a way out of morality, and even 500 million yuan is worthless." No more, but he didn't accept our favor at all, the medical expenses are a trivial matter for the brothers, but I feel aggrieved."

"Impossible, it's impossible!"

Guitou Wang slapped the table heavily, with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Chen Tiance is not in that small hotel at all, he is hiding in Baolian in another district... I also talked to him just now, and he swore he didn't do anything, even Even you guys haven’t seen him before, and he’s not a fool, this is Hutchison’s territory, he won’t be foolish enough to kill himself.”

When the rest of the people nodded silently, Brother Ji coughed lightly, looked at the ghost king and shouted: "Boss, the guy who made the shot called himself Chen Tiance, and it is whimsical to shout that he wanted his life, if that guy wasn't Chen Tiance , then who is he? Or the Chen Tiance Ye Gong is looking for is different from what we said?"

Guitou Wang straightened his body slightly, picked up his teacup, and his voice sank: "Are you out of your mind? You can't even figure it out? This is Ye Gong's trick, it's Ye Gong's disciple pretending to be Chen Tiance, the purpose is to arouse We hate Wulianhui, no wonder Ye Gong didn't take back the 500 million, I just said that there is no such cheap pick in the world."

"It turns out that borrowing troops has other plans."

Ji Ge gave birth to a touch of surprise: "Is it Ye Gong's trick?" Then he flew into a rage: "Mo Qixiong is too bastard, arrogant and arrogant to play this kind of trick with us, and don't even look at whose territory this is, boss, I suggest you send a team of brothers to the hotel immediately, arrest the bastard Mo Qixiong, beat him up, and drive him out of Huanyue."

Several hall masters also yelled: "That's right, take down that bastard, and settle old worries and new grudges together."

Apparently, many people were still angry about the car collision in the morning, and wanted to take the opportunity to fix Mo Qixiong.

Guitou Wang lowered his head and took a sip of tea: "Do you have any evidence to prove that the masked man is a person from Ye Gong in disguise? If there is no evidence, how can you tell that the other party is not Chen Tiance when he is wearing a mask? Could it be that we know that Chen Tiance is hiding well?" Even if it is determined that it is not Chen Tiance, what evidence can be used to prove that he is from Ye Gong?"

Everyone was at a loss for words, Ji Ge bit his lips slightly: "Boss, we are extreme, what evidence are we talking about, just find an excuse to kill people."

"Damn things!"

The ghost head king scolded unceremoniously: "After taking money from others, and then killing them in turn, what will the Brotherhood of Jianghu say? They say we have no credibility, and say that we are motivated by money, and the reputation of the whole Heji will be destroyed by then." If it is destroyed, grandpa and the others will come out to hang us, you know, what their elders like most is benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness."

Ji Ge grinned: "If we don't chop Mo Qixiong, then our crime will be in vain? Swallow this breath yourself? How can you bring your brothers around in the future?"

A beautiful woman also nodded: "Yeah, boss, this matter can't be tolerated like this, otherwise Ye Gong will only go further and drive into us in the morning, and set up traps to beat our brothers in the afternoon, if we don't give Mo Qixiong and the others some color Look, we will only think that we are soft persimmons, and the other gangs will laugh at us when they find out."

"I can't even play with a few mainland boys, so what will we do in the future?"

The rest of the hall masters also nodded one after another: "Yes, this matter can't just be left alone."

Seeing everyone supporting him, Brother Ji had a touch of excitement on his face, and his eyes widened slightly: "Boss, we can't do it in the open, so let's follow the gourd and beat up Mo Qixiong and Ye Gongren secretly, the big deal We also bought a few masks, and then looked for opportunities to catch him off guard, and he could only suffer if he couldn't find any evidence."

Guitou Wang drank the tea in the cup, and then said in a clear voice: "This is a way, but you must find a capable brother, and you must not show your feet, and you must not be found by Mo Qixiong. In addition, gather fifty Named Red Stick, Ye Gong will definitely repeat the incident in the afternoon in order to deepen the gap between us and the Wulianhui."

His eyes flickered with cunning: "At that time, you should stop being as careless as you were in the afternoon, and do everything you can to fight against the other party, beat the person pretending to be Chen Tiance to paralysis, and try to use pretend to provoke us and the Wulian Association." , we will use our tricks and let Ye Gong lose his wife and lose his army, and we can turn around and accuse Ye Gong of playing tricks."

"In the end, I took advantage of this excuse to confiscate 500 million yuan."

Everyone gave a thumbs up: "Boss is wise, boss is wise."

Ji Ge agreed with a smile, but there was something deeper in his eyes, and then the meeting discussed some details and personnel arrangements. When the meeting was about to end, the ghost head king threw another sentence to Ji Ge: "Aji , Wang Lili's account is due, so you should take care of it, even though it's only a few million, it's still money."

Brother Ji nodded: "Don't worry, Boss, I will definitely take back the debt."

The ghost head king looked at the beautiful woman again: "Bai Shuangshuang, you should also take care of the Chen family's affairs, and find the little monk as soon as possible."

The beautiful woman nodded: "Understood."

At the same time, Temple Street is brightly lit. She is located in Huanyue Longjiu Yau Ma Tei. It is a distinctive street in Huanyue, and it is also the most famous night market in the local area. It is famous for its night market selling cheap goods. Nightclubs, many movies have used this street as a scene, casting a dark tone on it.

Gore, violence, crime.

Most foreign tourists think that this street is crowded with hundreds of people every now and then. In fact, it is not the case. Temple Street can best reflect the local style of Huanyue. There are many food stalls and small shops, just like the famous Lan Kwai Fong. Open-air food stalls, eating special stir-fries made by market chefs, can feel the characteristics of Huanyue even more.

Although it is already night, the narrow and long Temple Street is still bustling with people. A large open-air stall along the street has become lively. The figures of ordinary citizens and tourists are intertwined, forming a harmonious scene. Each held a plate of fried noodles, a can of beer, and a few side dishes, and devoured them hungrily, very satisfied.

"Are you sure the little monk came here?"

After taking a few mouthfuls of fried powder into his mouth, Ye Zixuan poured a sip of beer into his mouth, then looked at the silent coffin board: "How did you lock him?"

Without being able to check the surveillance cameras around the pier, Ye Zixuan thought that the young monk would hide in temples such as Baolian Temple. After all, the young monk is a monk, so he should hide in those places or seek protection, so he came all the way to the temple Street is a bit weird, so he is curious about the information on the coffin board: "Have the Ye Gong spies found him coming here?"

The coffin board swallowed the food, rubbed his shoulders, and pretended to be Chen Tiance for a scuffle in the afternoon. Although the killing was hearty, he accidentally pulled an old wound, which caused some pain: "I don't know if the little monk is hiding here. On the other side, Huanyue has a population of tens of millions, so it is difficult to pinpoint his whereabouts, I speculated that he came here through Hong Yidao."

When Ye Zixuan pricked up his ears to listen, Coffin Board lightly added: "After Hong Yidao and the others came back from the pier, they sent a lot of people to look for the little monk, and went to four places, but at five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Brother Gong found out that scattered people gathered in Temple Street, and at least fifty elites came here and began to search for the whereabouts of the little monk."

"I speculate that Hong Yidao captured something, so he came here to look for it."

He also tilted his head slightly: "Now there are still many Chen family members wandering around."

Ye Zixuan nodded: "It makes sense, Hong Yi Dao won't target indiscriminately!" Then he looked around Temple Street and smiled wryly: "It's just that Temple Street is not big, but the flow of people is amazing. It may be difficult to find the little monk. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back for a while, but it doesn't matter, I've come here, so I'll stay a little longer, it's a tourist."

The coffin board nodded slightly, then lowered its head to eat fried noodles.

Just as Ye Zixuan was thinking about where to find the little monk, a shout suddenly came from not far away.

"Stealing money! Someone is stealing money!"

Ye Zixuan turned his head to look over, and saw a woman in her fifties rolling and crawling after her, her face was extremely anxious, and she still opened her mouth to shout, while in front of her, a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was holding a black The handbag ran wildly, and while running forward like a broken bamboo, he shouted at the crowd in front: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"If you don't want to die, let me get out of the way."

This snatcher can be seen as an old hand at first glance, because there is no panic or fear on his face, he is not worried about the police appearing or passers-by at all, and he targets the elderly, clearly believing that their legs and feet are not flexible enough to catch up with him Sure enough, the distance between him and the woman was getting farther and farther, and no one came to stop him.

Some people even jumped to the sides to avoid it after seeing it.

Ye Zixuan picked up a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth. Just as he was about to get up and do something good, he saw a nun walking out of the dodging crowd, walking very slowly, calmly and peacefully.

That feeling is like the quietly blooming lotus, with an indescribable tranquility.

The next second, her left foot touched the murderer's knee, very lightly, but instantly stopped the murderer from running!
The assailant suffered knee pain, lost his center of gravity, fell to the ground with a loud noise, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't stand up at all.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The young woman turned around slowly, just facing Ye Zixuan's position. Her turning around seemed to be slowly unfolding a peerless painting. She was as beautiful as an angel in a peerless painting. Her pair of jade hands were as beautiful as spring onions, soft as nothing. She is barefoot with straw sandals and no crow-toe socks, revealing a pair of frost-white jade feet with flat toes, which is even more dazzlingly beautiful.

Her monk robe in blue was loose and soft, spotless, covering most of her body, but it couldn't hide her jade-like skin, and her slender neck seemed to be transparent.

But the most important thing is that the calm smile on her face has a purity that is not contaminated by the world.

Ye Zixuan's eyes lit up, and he whispered: "It's her?"

He had already judged from the opponent's figure, the way he shot, and the fragrance that floated over, that the stunning nun in front of him was the wife who had won eleven rounds in a row at the casino.

Ye Zixuan looked at the extremely beautiful teacher, and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart: "It's a waste of everything."

(End of this chapter)