Siheyuan: Separate from the beginning and live with my sister

He Lin carried the spy on his back and made gestures to the old man, meaning that he should deal with the man who was having a meal and he would deal with the man with the grenade.

Sure enough, the old man responded to his gesture quickly.

Seeing that the old man was from a military background, He Lin should be quite capable. He was ready to trust him. Even if he couldn't deal with the guy who had a meal, as long as he could deal with the spy with the grenade, the remaining pistol would not be a problem.

It just so happened that the police outside were also shouting inside.

"We have already prepared for your request, but you must ensure the safety of the people. If there is any slip, I guarantee that you will never be able to leave Pingcheng."

Hearing the voices of the police outside, the two spies felt like they had grabbed a life-saving straw. No matter how strong their will is, there will be times when they relax. It is better to live a miserable life than to die.

Here, He Lin made a "three, two, one" gesture to the old man from behind, and the two of them jumped up together and pounced on the two secret agents respectively.

Moving like a startled wild goose and darting like a rabbit.

At the critical moment, He Lin used Wing Chun's ultimate move to directly attack the spy's weak spot. He first controlled the opponent's hands, and then knocked the spy unconscious with a single knife while the opponent had no time to react.

The spy who was eating was about to give a warning.

The old man rushed forward and used a military grappling technique to lock the guy's neck. Before he could even make a sound of the exchange, he gasped for breath and collapsed to the side.

"Comrades outside, the spies have been subdued by us. Please come in and deal with the situation as soon as possible."

Seeing that the crisis was over, He Lin shouted from outside.

Both spies fainted. The public security personnel came in and took them away first, then cleaned up the scene. The rest was not his business.

A public security leader walked up to the old man who was having a meal and saluted him respectfully.

"I'm sorry, old leader. We didn't do our job well and frightened you. Thank you for helping us avoid causing greater losses."

"Xiao Li, I've been using guns to fight for revolution since I was a teenager. Why would I be scared? Just appease the people. But you're wrong about one thing. My attack today is secondary. The key is that this little brother is extraordinary and a master of martial arts."

Director Li then noticed He Lin standing next to him. Since the old leader said so, it must be correct.

"I am Li Yong, the director of the Pingcheng Public Security Bureau. May I ask your name? Did you subdue this spy?"

"Director Li, you are too polite. My name is He Lin. I came here from the city of Beijing with our factory director today to do some work. The old gentleman and I subdued the spy together. I dare not take credit for it."

"No matter what, on behalf of the Pingcheng Public Security Bureau, I would like to thank you for your bravery. It is true that heroes emerge from youth, and the young are to be feared. However, please come with me to the bureau and do a simple inquiry."

"Okay, but I have an appointment with my colleagues in the factory to meet at the guesthouse in the evening. If I don't have enough time, please send someone to notify them for me."

He Lin nodded and agreed. It was all for work. He also wanted to know where these spies came from.

"Don't be afraid, little brother. I'll go with you. I'll take care of any problems you may have. As for Xiao Li, please arrange for someone to go to the reception desk and tell him. Don't let colleague Xiao Lin worry."

In this way, the group went to the Public Security Bureau in Pingcheng.

He Lin was a little puzzled, because he was always connected with the police wherever he went. Last time he solved a few petty thieves while defending the city, but this time he was doing something bigger and was fighting directly with the spies.

On the way, the old man pulled He Lin aside to chat. It turned out that this old man was quite extraordinary. His full name was Yang Zhihua. He practiced martial arts when he was young and later joined a team. He started from crossing the grassland and walked all the way to the new era. Later, he became the first Public Security Director of a major coal-producing province.

In the Pingcheng Public Security Bureau, He Lin's interrogation procedures had already been completed, but it was Yang Zhihua, the old martial arts fanatic, who kept chasing He Lin and asking questions.

"Brother Xiaolin, your Wing Chun is really powerful and sophisticated. I am not good at other things, but I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I can tell whether you are really skilled or not at a glance."

"Uncle Yang, I just play around occasionally, it's nothing."

"Hey, why call me uncle? We martial artists make friends through martial arts, and we don't care about these common things. If you don't mind, I need to be a little older, and we can become brothers with different surnames, how about that?"

Uh, shit, He Lin thought to himself, it's a good thing there are two people. If there is one more, wouldn't that be the Three Heroes of Peach Garden? However, considering that old Mr. Yang Zhihua is a straightforward person who acts on impulse, he should be someone worth making friends with.

"Then Brother Yang, I will respectfully obey your orders."

"Okay, that's how it should be. Brother He, let me tell you, I also met a Wing Chun master named Ye a few years ago. His moves were so amazing that I admired him very much."

"Wing Chun, or a master named Ye? May I ask the name of this master?"

"That master's surname is Ye, his name is Wudao, he has superb martial arts, he is one of the best in the world, we first met at the foot of Mount Hua, that was..."

When Yang Zhihua recalled the master's deeds, he admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"If my guess is correct, the person you met should be my master."

"What? Brother He is actually Mr. Wudao's disciple?"

"Hey, I was also a kid, and it was only by chance that my master taught me a few moves, so I can't be considered his apprentice."

Ye Wudao was the cheap master arranged for He Lin by the system assistant. They still had no chance to meet each other, so He Lin naturally didn't want to talk about it in vain.

Yang Zhihua had always admired He Lin's kung fu, and when he heard that his new brother was actually a disciple of the master, he was even more excited and insisted on taking He Lin to his home for dinner.

"Brother Yang, my colleagues are waiting for me at the guesthouse. I just arrived in Pingcheng today and I really can't get away. Besides, we just had sliced ​​noodles, so we're not hungry now."

"It's true that I'm not hungry. Then wait until tomorrow at noon. I'll arrange a welcoming banquet at home. You can bring those colleagues along. We won't leave until we're drunk."

What Lao Yang said was unquestionable, and He Lin didn't want to spoil his interest. Besides, more friends mean more paths, so he nodded and agreed.

On the other hand, Li Huaide and Li Jinshan were worried in the guesthouse. The coal supply contract, which should have been easy to sign, had turned out to be a problem.

Because production is underway all over the country now, energy demand has increased greatly. In addition, there have been some problems in coal mines recently, which has led to a significant drop in production. Due to these various factors, the amount of coal promised to be supplied to the steel mills can only reach 50% of previous years.