My years in Hong Kong

Chapter 140 Junior Brother Maverick
Xiaojing can only say that the death of the old thief was purely accidental.

He was just playing tricks, and he never thought about really dealing with them.

Besides, the two bastards, Yantong and Teapot, were the main direct responsible persons who caused the old man to die of anger.

If it wasn't for the two of them, the old man wouldn't have misunderstood them so much that he would have been pissed to death by saying so many incompatible things.

However, even so, Xiaojing still felt a little bit indebted in his heart.

Therefore, he made a special trip to the funeral home, preparing to burn a stick of incense to the old man to express his apology.

"Get out! I don't want to see you two bastards again! Get out!" the old man's daughter blocked the door of the funeral home, yelling at Yan Tong and the teapot angrily.

When the old man died, the girl named An An happened to be sitting beside her father.

What the teapot and Yantong said, of course, An'an heard everything clearly.

Therefore, no matter how Yan Tong and the teapot explained afterwards, it was impossible for her to forgive them.

In the end, Yantong and the teapot could only walk away into the distance with dejected faces.

Therefore, Xiao Jing, who had been hiding in the car all this time, dared to get out of the car at this time, and walked into the main entrance of the funeral home with his head down.

At this time, apart from a master of ceremonies and a staff member, only the girl An An was left, kneeling there and crying sadly.

They are all thieves, they don't have any friends at all, and they will come to worship the old man.

Therefore, Xiao Jing was basically the only guest present these days.

After Xiaojing finished offering incense, he took out some money and walked over to the girl.

"Hello, my name is Li Xiaoniu. Master Jin taught me a few things before. Now that the old man has passed away, I can't help much. You take this little money, it's my heart." Said After finishing, Xiaojing handed the bundle of banknotes in his hand to An An.

Seeing the 10 yuan bill that Xiaojing handed over, An An was stunned on the spot. She was stunned for a long time before asking Xiaojing.

"You just said, did my father teach you before?" After receiving the money, An An looked at Xiao Jing curiously.

"Well, about five or six years ago, Master Jin said that my bones were strange, so he passed on some tricks to me. Over the years, I have occasionally had some contact with Master Jin. Until recently, I heard that his old man passed away unfortunately. Sigh... ..., mourning and change." After Xiaojing finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

However, at this moment, a large group of black suits, led by an old man, suddenly opened the door and walked in.

Therefore, Xiao Jing had no choice but to stand beside An An to see what these people meant.

The stylish old man in a suit, after offering incense to Master Jin, came to An An and Xiao Jing.

"Mr. Fu, thank you for still thinking about my father. I made a special trip for him today, thank you." An An expressed her sorrowful expression, and thanked the old man named Mr. Fu very sincerely.

"Should be, should be, Lao Jin and I have been old friends for decades, and I will definitely offer incense to him today. An An, your condolences are changing, don't be too sad. We are all messing around, Lao Jin Jin can leave safely at this age, he is already very good." After Mr. Fu finished speaking slowly, he suddenly turned his head to look at Xiaojing, and asked An An with a smile.

"An'an, I've heard about you guys. I'm not qualified to comment on who is right and who is wrong, but in the final analysis, this is just an accident. Is he your boyfriend?" Mr. Fu asked, pointing to Xiaojing.

"No, he is also my father's apprentice. He came here specially today to offer a stick of incense for his father. Mr. Fu, his name is Li Xiaoniu." An An helped Xiao Jing introduce.

"You are Lao Jin's apprentice, what have you learned from him?" Mr. Fu stared into Xiao Jing's eyes, and after asking, he stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Jing's coat pocket.

His speed was very slow, not only Xiao Jing could see clearly, but also An An and the others beside him were also clear at a glance.

However, even at such a slow speed, Xiao Jing didn't stop it at all.

He let the other party reach into his pocket, and squeezed out his wallet with two fingers.

"You can't do it. You don't even have the courage to compete? You're a waste." After Mr. Fu finished speaking, he threw his wallet on the ground.

"Well, I'm not a pickpocket. I haven't practiced what Master Jin taught me." After picking up the wallet, Xiaojing said to Mr. Fu with a face of shame.

"Is this your reason? Since you have learned Lao Jin's craft, then you are considered to have entered our robbery. If you want to quit, you can leave your two fingers." As soon as Mr. Fu's voice fell, he immediately Three men in black suits came up and knocked Xiaojing to the ground.

Then, one of them drew out a knife, and immediately wanted to chop off the middle finger and index finger of Xiaojing's right hand.

"Stop! Mr. Fu, Maverick doesn't know who you are, so he doesn't dare to reveal his identity. Mr. Fu, Maverick has not quit the robbery. He is just flying solo all the time. According to the rules, you You must not chop him up!" An An stood in front of the swordsman and said anxiously to Mr. Fu.

"Let him go." After ordering to let Xiao Jing go, Mr. Fu turned his head and said to An An slowly.

"The rules are the rules, and none of us can break the rules. I have to abide by it, and you..., the same is true. I don't care about the misunderstanding between you and the teapot. As long as the banner of your Jin family is still there, then , the monthly amount, I will definitely collect it as usual. So, you..., do it yourself." After Mr. Fu finished speaking, he led his men directly to the main entrance of the hall.

However, just after he took five steps, his face changed drastically in an instant, and he touched his chest fiercely.

It turned out that there was a bunch of keys hanging around his neck, and the bunch of keys was equipped with bells.

As long as Mr. Fu moves a little, the bell on the key will definitely ring.

However, now that he had walked five steps away, he didn't hear the sound of the bell.

When he touched his chest again, the bunch of keys had disappeared.

"Grab him!" Mr. Fu turned around abruptly, pointing at Xiao Jing's opponent and yelling.

So, seven black suits rushed up immediately, and pressed the smiling Xiaojing to the ground again.

"Boy, I'm blind today. I didn't realize that you have such a skill. However, there must be a limit to everything. Take things out." Mr. Fu stood in front of Xiaojing and said to Xiaojing lightly. Jing ordered.

"Mr. Fu, even if I want to return the things to you, you still have to make me stand up?" Xiao Jing lay on the ground and said to Mr. Fu with a smile on his face.

"Let him get up." After Mr. Fu finished speaking lightly, he looked calm and watched Xiao Jing get up slowly.

Touching from his trouser pocket, Xiao Jing took out a bunch of keys and threw them over to Mr. Fu.

So, after checking that the key was correct, Mr. Fu immediately burst out laughing.

"You are very good! An'an, just relying on your junior brother's craftsmanship and the banner of your Jin family, you will never be defeated. Hahaha..." After Mr. Fu laughed, he left in a happy mood here.

As for the contest between pickpockets, Xiaojing certainly doesn't know anything about it.

He only knows one thing, since Mr. Fu stole from him openly, then he can only steal it back.

So, after chatting with An An for a while, Xiao Jing followed the taste and drove to Mr. Fu and the others.

(End of this chapter)