Chapter Twenty-Eight: Reunion

“先练拳次练腿，后擒拿用兵器，由内而外，五门合一！所谓人器合一，擒是死的，拿是活的，内外贯为一气。”
“对方是按照功夫口诀在杀人，我能帮助你们破案，但是前提要放我出去！”
In a police interrogation room, a competent female officer retrieved her folder and stood up to leave: "Why do you feel like you have to help in order to solve the case? I don't have martial arts skills, but I have still solved many cases."
Looking at the departing figure, Xiahou Wu smiled because she believed that the other person would find her again.
……
Compared to the quiet tea restaurant in Causeway Bay's old central-western district last time, it now seems quite lively.
Dasheng Xiong got off the car and closed the door, then followed the little brother at the doorway and went upstairs.
Chen Jiaxi sat on a armchair and played with his tiger-headed walking stick, looking very comfortable.
“阿公”
He shouted loudly and respectfully while standing still, which he wouldn't usually do.
"Hmm"
Chen Jiaxi murmured in response, acknowledging his answer.
The man muttered to himself, "I never expected that I would make such a losing deal."
Song Shikun stood by his side, acting more like Chen Jiaxi's secretary and advisor, helping him to double-check and improve his decisions.
Breaking the deal means you'll get chopped and your whole family will be annihilated by the thugs from Wah Sing and Shangxia. They don't care if you're a grandpa or not.
Depriving someone of their money is as bad as depriving them of their clothes, food, parents and family. Wah Sing Group relies heavily on smuggling for their main income, and the horse stable business underneath them is just a drop in the bucket.
If he gives up his smuggling business, Chen Jiaxi will have to cut off his own arm.
After a moment of deep thought, he spoke, "Let's not kill him for now. The cost of killing him is too high. Plus, we have a bit of a relationship with He Sheng. He won't make a move for the time being. We'll deal with him after resolving the current situation."
Recently, the goods from He Shenghe have been repeatedly seized by the police. He suspects that there is a rat within the organization and he has lost Ah Fei, a strong enforcer. He had thought that Cui Chong would be a better weapon.
Unexpectedly, this blade was too sharp in his hand and he was prone to injuring himself.
Da Shengxiong nodded loudly, but in his heart he was questioning if he could really kill that monster?
And how did he make the sword emit fire? When he approached, it even felt like the other person was standing in front of him like a ball of fire. He wanted to say these words but kept them to himself.
Cui Chong's temperature rises all over his body when he uses Bi Fang power.
Due to the proximity of Da Sheng Xiong, the sensation of the flames burning is particularly strong.
These days, the Hong Kong police are targeting the Wo Sheng and Tai Sheng societies, and the internal situation is in a state of fear.
The University of Hong Kong, the library is quiet and serene.
Cui Chong sat in front of the books, flipping through them quietly, without revealing any hints of his decisive killer nature.
On the contrary, his scholarly demeanor was very strong, with a straight posture and slender fingers flicking through the pages.
He believes that shallow cognition leads to foolish behavior, so it is necessary to constantly enrich one's inner self.
With his current strength, he has not yet thought of a way for someone to kill him.
However, he wondered if anyone else in this world had managed to escape the fate of being confined in a container like he had.
Just as he placed his hand on the table, his phone began to ring. He picked it up and looked at the number, hesitating briefly before answering.
"Senior Sister"
"Hey, buddy, are you busy studying or chasing girls?"
There came a hearty laughter from the phone, it turned out to be Xiahou Wu calling.
As soon as he heard Xiahou Wu's voice, he felt a serious discomfort in his heart.
Although there were no violent thoughts towards him as before, I still have a dislike for him.
In the past, because of Bi Fang's influence, his emotions would be swayed.
But now, without this interference, he couldn't help but feel disgusted at the thought of his senior sister and Xia Houwu being together.
"You came out?"
"Kid, don't act like you're too big for your boots. Remember to come to the opening of the new Hong Kong Unity Association tonight!"
“……”
The phone line was busy and hung up, leaving him with no chance to continue speaking.
He thought he could completely sever his connection with He Yimen, but he didn't expect the ties to still be tangled and difficult to unravel.
On the other end of the phone, Dan Ying appeared to be helpless, saying, "Achong is busy with his studies, why do you have to disturb him!"
"That boy has always been stubborn in front of his master since he was young. Only this method can make him come over!"
He took the noodle soup made by Dan Ying and enjoyed it.
And Dan Ying looked at him so gently, creating a warm image.
The reason why Xiahou Wu wanted to call Cui Chong was that he was being watched by someone.
He is worried about the safety of his junior sister, and having this little junior brother by his side gives him peace of mind.
What is the level of Cui Chong's martial arts? It is no secret in the Foshan circle, and Xiahou Wu is naturally aware of it.
At nightfall, there are two antique stone lions placed outside a courtyard.
A signboard hanging above the door lintel reads "He Yi Men" written in calligraphic style, indicating the owner has a foundation in calligraphy.
He knocked on the door with the door knocker, and a sound of footsteps came from inside.
Opening the door was Xiahou Wu, who had just been released from prison, and he was very enthusiastic when he saw Cui Chong.
"Come in quickly, your senior sister has cooked a large table of dishes inside!"
During his time at the He Yi Men in Foshan, his relationship with Cui Chong was average, and all he thought about in his mind was how to become the best in the world.
He was burdened by empty fame, but now that he has been released from prison, he misses the people from before.
Especially after learning about the deaths of Yuan Xiangwen, the fish seller, and Fei Bohao, he was even more saddened.
Old friends who are now gradually withering away inevitably make him feel sentimental.
Cui Chong responded to his enthusiasm with a somewhat indifferent attitude: "Master Brother"
But Xiahou Wu responded excitedly, as if this one sound had brought back memories of his time in Foshan.
拉着崔崇的胳膊就往里走，单英在看到崔崇依旧是那副温柔岁月静好的样子。
"A-chong, try some of sister's cooking."
Looking at the dishes on the table, they were all dishes that were often eaten in Foshan.
I thought I would never see her again in my whole life, but surprisingly we met again in such a short time.
"Xiahou Wu, you have to be nice to her in the future, or I will kill you if she gets hurt!"
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, with a thick and oppressive aura lingering in the atmosphere.
Xiahou Wu's body instinctively assumed a defensive posture, as if anticipating an imminent attack.
How many people has this killed to generate such a substantial killing intent that makes one feel short of breath?