Siheyuan: Occupy the Purchasing Department and make a fortune

This group of people came towards Han Weimin with axes in hand.

Han Weimin stood up calmly and slowly and started fighting with these thugs.

For a martial arts master to beat these brutal thugs is almost like beating a three-year-old child.

Han Weimin attacked ruthlessly, with each punch and kick delivering powerful force.

Anyone who comes into contact with it will suffer a comminuted fracture.

Only a minute passed.

There were already more than a dozen thugs lying on the ground, each of them covering their arms and legs and wailing.

Looking at Han Weimin again, he was calm and composed, and not a single hair had fallen off his body.

After such a strenuous exercise, he didn't even break a drop of sweat.

This is the huge gap between martial arts masters and ordinary people.

Seeing Han Weimin knock down more than a dozen people, a man in a red jacket standing in the distance ran away quickly.

Han Weimin guessed that this person was most likely going to find his boss.

He didn't stop it.

After all, the two women will have to live in Hong Kong Island in the future. If this matter is just let go and a tail is left, it will definitely be a hidden danger in the future.

He returned to the noodle shop. The old man who had been knocked to the ground was trembling all over and sweating profusely.

Obviously, after seeing Han Weimin's true strength, the old man was also shocked.

"Where's the antidote?"

Han Weimin leaned over and spoke to the old man in a cold tone.

The old man trembled and said, "No... there is no antidote."

Han Weimin slapped the old man so hard that his nose started bleeding.

The old man wailed in pain.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I mean, although there is no antidote, this medicine is not very powerful. After an hour, the person will wake up naturally."

Han Weimin then asked: "What are you trying to do by knocking us out here?"

The old man dared not deny: "We specialize in robbing illegal immigrants."

"After he faints, first search him for all the money he has."

"If a woman is pretty, she will be taken to the pig cage village to be a prostitute."

Han Weimin became even angrier when he heard this.

He slapped the man again with his backhand.

The old man had two teeth knocked out.

"You are already old, but you still don't know how to accumulate good karma for yourself."

"Aren't you afraid of retribution in your next life?"

Just as Han Weimin was scolding the old man.

Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen both woke up.

The two women saw many people lying on the ground outside, their faces covered in blood, rolling on the ground and wailing.

They were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their heartbeats suddenly accelerated several times.

At this point, seeing Han Weimin interrogating the old man, the two women basically understood what was going on.

In other words, someone had tampered with the noodles they had just eaten, causing them to pass out.

If it weren't for Han Weimin's efforts to turn the tide, who knows how miserable their lives would be now.

"Wei Min, I'm so scared!" Chen Xueru said in a crying voice.

Xu Huizhen held her arm tightly, looking extremely nervous, but showing a certain degree of tenacity.

All I can say is that Xu Huizhen is stronger than Chen Xueru at heart.

It was obviously a very correct decision to let Xu Huizhen come to Hong Kong Island.

Han Weimin turned his head and comforted him: "It's okay, even if they come with ten or a hundred times more people, they can't hurt you at all."

"Don't worry."

The two women saw that Han Weimin was still chatting and laughing, looking calm and composed.

This gave the two women a great sense of security.

Make them more attached to Han Weimin.

Not long after.

A young man in his early thirties, accompanied by fifty or sixty thugs, surrounded the noodle shop with great momentum.

These thugs looked at Han Weimin and the two women with solemn expressions.

The two women were so scared that their legs were shaking.

They hurriedly hid behind Han Weimin.

Chen Xueru cried even more: "Wei Min, what should we do?"

"With so many people coming, we have no chance of escaping."

"Isn't this a society ruled by law? Why are there so many bad people?"

Han Weimin smiled and said, "Escape?"

"Why run away?"

"These few people are not enough to fill the gaps between my teeth."

The short-haired young man in his thirties in front of him had his cheeks twitching and seemed very unconvinced.

however.

Before he could speak, a familiar voice suddenly sounded.

"Xiao Han!"

"You're finally here!"

Han Weimin couldn't help but frown.

The voice is familiar yet strange.

But he soon remembered.

"Lao Sha?"

Just as he said the name, the crowd parted and an old man in his fifties walked out of the crowd.

Still has the iconic Mediterranean hairstyle and that mysterious smile.

If this person is not Han Weimin’s martial arts guide Sha Tongtian, then who could he be?

"Lao Sha, why is it you?"

"Why did you do such a dirty thing?"

As soon as Han Weimin finished speaking, the young man in his thirties became furious.

He pointed at Han Weimin and said, "Hey, what are you talking about?"

"What do you mean by dirty tricks?"

"Watch your words."

however.

Before he could finish, Sha Tongtian slapped him in the face with his backhand.

"Shen Lang, what the hell are you doing if this isn't a dirty business?"

"You still have the nerve to defend yourself?"

"You have brought shame upon me."

The young man named Shen Lang covered his face and lowered his head, not daring to say a word.

Sha Tongtian looked at Han Weimin and said with a smile: "Xiao Han, you don't have to care."

"He is your junior fellow apprentice."

"They only know how to fight bravely and fiercely."

"If he dares to disrespect you again, just punish him."

Shen Lang was a little confused. He looked at Han Weimin and said, "Brother?"

"Master, is this the genius senior brother who is a thousand times more talented than me?"

Han Weimin was also stunned.

The young man in front of him turned out to be his junior fellow apprentice.

Sha Tongtian said: "Why don't you get rid of all these useless subordinates of yours?"

"Let's find a place to welcome your senior brother."

Shen Lang suddenly became happy.

Pointing at the wailing people on the ground, he ordered his men, "Take them all away."

"These rubbish even dared to hit my senior brother."

"No wonder it's so miserable."

A group of men quickly pulled all the people on the ground away.

Seeing such a sudden reversal of the situation, Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen were both stunned.

They looked at Han Weimin in disbelief.

I didn’t expect that he also has connections in Hong Kong Island.

......

Twenty minutes later.

Sha Tongtian, Shen Lang, Han Weimin and the two women sat together in a food stall outside Zhulong Village.

In front of him were various seafood, fried noodles and several bottles of fruit wine.

There's even Coke.

Han Weimin was also a little surprised.

I didn’t expect that the packaging of Coke in the 1960s was very similar to that of later generations.

However, at that time, all the Coke was in glass bottles, and there were no plastic bottles yet.

Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen were quite surprised as they drank this slightly bitter yet bubbly drink through straws.

Sha Tongtian recounted his experience here.

It turned out that after he arrived in Hong Kong Island, he did not find his master and fellow disciples.

But after I got here, my money was all gone.

Just when he was so hungry that his eyes were blurry, this young man named Shen Lang invited him to dinner.

After that, he began to teach the young man Kung Fu.

This young man already had some basic skills in Kung Fu, and with Sha Tongtian's guidance, he quickly became famous in Zhulong Village.

He set up a society in Zhulongzhai and began to collect protection fees from merchants. Later, his business grew bigger and bigger and swallowed up many of the original societies.

Now he is in charge of half of the entire Zhulongzhai.

Sha Tongtian also told Shen Lang not to do business that would harm others.

Shen Lang has indeed restrained himself a bit. He no longer engages in drug trafficking or human trafficking business.

But the trade of chicken heads has been retained.

He said that if he didn't do it, the bad boy Chen would do it.

I can still be nicer to these girls, but the bad boy Chen will not stop until he gets to the death.

The bad boy Chen he mentioned is the gang leader who controls the other half of Zhulong Village.

Han Weimin also introduced the purpose of his visit to Hong Kong Island.

Just to escort his two wives.

Both of them are pregnant with their own children, which is not allowed in mainland China.

Once it is exposed, I will be sued.

But at that time in Hong Kong Island, many aspects were still maintaining the laws of the Qing Dynasty, and many men married several wives.

For example, the gambling king has more than one wife.

Sha Tongtian and Shen Lang couldn't help but laugh.

I didn’t expect that Han Weimin came to Hong Kong Island for this matter.

Shen Lang said: "My sister-in-law wants to open a coffee shop, and I, Shen Lang, will escort her. If anyone dares to cause trouble in my sister-in-law's coffee shop, I, Shen Lang, will be the first to disagree."

Sha Tongtian smiled and said, "That's pretty good."

"I only have two of you as my disciples. I will feel relieved if you get along well."

Sha Tongtian then asked, "Wei Min, does your wife have enough money to open a coffee shop?"

"If it's not enough, let Shen Lang get you a few hundred thousand."

Shen Lang's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly: "Master, you are showing off for me."

Sha Tongtian stared: "What?"

"Don't want to?"

Shen Lang waved his hands quickly: "No, no."

"Brother needs money. Let alone 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, even if it's 500,000 or 1 million yuan, I'll take it."

Sha Tongtian asked back: "Do you have that much money?"

Shen Lang scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

Han Weimin smiled and tried to smooth things over, "You don't need to take the money, Junior Brother."

"I have prepared enough money."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "I knew that Senior Brother is not an ordinary person. How could he be interested in my small amount of money?"

Sha Tongtian glared again.

"If you don't try to curry favor with your senior brother now when you can, you will cry when he doesn't need you anymore."

Shen Lang just smiled foolishly.

I didn't understand the deep meaning of Sha Tongtian's words at all.

Just as a few people were eating and drinking.

A large group of people are converging towards this food stall.

These people were holding axe knives, even dog-leg knives, Japanese swords, etc.

suddenly.

Han Weimin raised his eyebrows and sensed a murderous aura.

He looked outside and said in a deep voice, "Something's going on."

After he said this, Sha Tongtian also felt the surging murderous intent.

Shen Lang felt nothing.

After all, he was just a martial artist, and he had never been exposed to the level of Qigong.

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're a little too jumpy."

"Who dares to touch me, Shen Lang, in Zhulong Village?"

however.

at this time.

A wild laugh came from the open space outside the food stall.

“Hahaha, Shen Lang, ah Shen Lang, I dare to touch you in this place.”

The person who was speaking had long hair and wore a long windbreaker, but was shirtless underneath. He wore a pair of military boots and held a Japanese sword in his hand.

Behind him, hundreds of people gathered around him.

They were all ferocious-looking desperados holding axes in their hands.

When Shen Lang saw this man, he stood up suddenly.

"Bad boy Chen!"

"You're looking for death!"

Upon hearing this, the scoundrel Chen smoothed his greasy hair and laughed, "Shen Lang, I'm afraid you're the one who will die today."

"I heard you injured more than a dozen good fighters."

"I'm going to take your life today while you're sick!"

Shen Lang burst into laughter when he heard this.

"Bad boy Chen, you call those rubbish good guys?"

"When did your vision become so low?"

"Even if a dozen more of that kind of rubbish are injured, it won't have any effect on me."

The bad boy Chen paced back and forth, his long knife sliding on the ground, making crisp tinkling sounds when it collided with the stones.

"Shen Lang, I want to see if you can still be so stubborn later."

"You were really careless today."

"I actually brought these two pieces of trash here to eat."

"There are two other women, they are pretty good looking."

"After I kill you, this woman will be mine."

Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen couldn't help but tighten their collars when they heard this.

A chill ran down my spine.

Han Weimin couldn't help but frown when he saw this.

He even dares to set his sights on his own woman.

This person is really tired of living.

He stood up suddenly, his steps were so fast that you could see his afterimage, and in less than two seconds, he was in front of the bad boy Chen.

Then, Han Weimin threw a punch and hit the bad boy Chen on the shoulder.

The bad boy Chen had no time to react before his entire shoulder was blown to pieces.

It was as if there was a piece as big as a bowl missing from his shoulder, and it was covered in blood, looking extremely terrifying.

Han Weimin's ghostly movements stunned everyone present.

More than a hundred men under the bad boy Chen were all petrified. They looked at Han Weimin blankly and even forgot to react.

Sha Tongtian and Shen Lang were also stunned.

After practicing Kung Fu to this level, is he still a human being?

At this moment, the entrance of the food stall was surprisingly quiet, with only the screams of the scumbag Chen, like a pig being slaughtered, echoing.

One of the gangster Chen's men suddenly reacted, and he was about to chop down Han Weimin with a hatchet.

however.

Han Weimin turned his head and looked at him. The man was so scared that the long sword in his hand suddenly fell off, and his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Shen Lang and Sha Tongtian were overjoyed when they realized what was happening.

Shen Lang strode out, raised his arm and shouted to the 100 or 200 brothers in front of him: "Bad boy Chen is useless. From now on, the entire Zhulong Village belongs to me, Shen Lang."

"Now, whoever kills that bastard Chen for me, I will promote him to be the head of the hall!"

The words just fell.

More than ten of Chen's men rushed towards him with axes in hand.

Bad boy Chen was completely frightened.

He didn't expect that today, his decisive battle against Shen Lang would end up killing himself.

It's all that guy's fault.

That person with extraordinary kung fu skills.

With this person's help, Shen Lang would surely die someday even if he didn't die today.

Before the bad boy Chen had time to think, the thugs who had rushed over had already swung their axes and were chopping at him mercilessly.

The bad boy Chen never dreamed that he would die at the hands of these little brothers whom he fed and cared for every day.

Shen Lang was extremely excited after the bad boy Chen had his neck cut on the spot.

The wish that he had been unable to achieve for half a year was now fulfilled by his cheap senior brother with just a wave of his hand.

Shen Lang secretly thought in his heart that he must not offend this senior brother in the future.

This senior brother's kung fu is simply superb.

I'm afraid my master won't be able to withstand a few moves against my senior brother.

It's really a wicked thing that can't be more wicked.