Because he was too low, he didn't know so many things, but at least he had heard of the might of Inspector Liu Fu and he knew a little. He was a big boss who was more powerful than Yan Tong. Yan Tong was much more domineering than Chen Tong, so Chen Tong could eat him tightly.

One level is suppressed one level... Is it wronged?!

Even though he got the M1911 in his hand, the Rattlesnake still didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Xueyan in front of him. There were too many hills on it.

Waiting for the rattlesnake to grit his teeth, he left with the shark gall.

Mr. Zhao said to the manager of the Construction Group, "Okay, the nail houses have been settled. Maybe they can become the pioneers and fighters in the future... Go and do things, and try to buy all the remaining land as soon as possible."

The manager nodded and ran to work with another suit.

Zhao Xueyan said to Inspector Chen again, "Sir, since I met Chen, I am destined to be together. I will be the host at noon and invite my brothers to have a big meal."

The big meals of this era do not need to be made of natural wild yellow croaker like in the 21st century. There are still many in the sea now... not many people like to eat them, and the prices are also cheap.

Ordinary beef, shark fin, bird's nest, etc. are enough to make diners eat very well and are very satisfied.

Inspector Chen is also a person who is not ruthless in accepting corruption and bribery, but his character is stronger than Yan Tong and Liu Fu.

……………………

Two days later.

In an indoor ring venue in Mong Kok, on the central ring, young men wearing black uniforms and the words Hong Zhennan embroidered on their chests were playing Hongquan in a very good manner.

In the west of the arena, there were more than hundreds of boxers and disciples from the Hong Kong martial arts world sitting on the stepped stands.

Gu Shi

There were still hundreds of white men and women sitting and watching.

Zhao Xueyan was also sitting with Yan Tong watching the ring performance. While watching, Yan Tong smiled and explained, "Zhao Sheng, the boxing competition here in Mong Kok was mainly held by the ghost Wallace to promote Western boxing."

"Fat Bo, the detective of the Mong Kok criminal group, brought a group of martial arts boxers to assist in the competition. These martial arts guys are okay. At present, many of the elite fighters in many clubs in Hong Kong, and even the Double Flower Red Sticks, are from various boxing gyms and martial arts gyms."

"Just talking about Hongquan Hong Zhennan, although he himself is not a bad guy, his hundreds of brothers and apprentices are all learning boxing and can fight. On the surface, he just opened a few fish stalls in Mongkok. In fact, there are also many land and shops, poor, rich and powerful."

Zhao Xueyan nodded while listening.

Two days ago, I saw the Hongquan battle against Wing Chun in the newspaper. Ip Man passed the challenge and was qualified to open a martial arts hall on Hong Kong Island. Two days later, the Western Boxing Competition opened.

This is normal.

His newspapers all conducted exclusive interviews with Hong Zhennan and Ip Man, and the two of them cooperated very well. After all, they were on the newspaper and had exclusive interviews, which would help them improve their reputation. With fame, they would have the opportunity to accept more apprentices.

In the current Hong Kong Island, this is not only a source of wealth, but also a momentum. As Yan Tong said, many elite slaughter and double flower red sticks in the club came from these martial arts boxers, and they each had dozens or hundreds of apprentices of different sizes.

Many clubs dare not easily provoke the martial arts masters. One is that there may be other disciples in the club, which is a favor, and the second is that they are afraid that they cannot beat them!

As for the rattlesnake and shark gallantry, under the command of Liu He, two ox soldiers were ready to ambush the two ox soldiers at any time and planned to assassinate them.

Things are still in progress, and when he settled the land in Dongtou Village, he has already successfully acquired the company, and he has just waited for the designers to plan and build a new residential community.

After reaching this point, he was interested in taking a look when he learned that the boxing competition had begun.

As he looked, Mr. Zhao saw the Western boxing champion Tornado Tyre in a boxing robe walking in and arrived beside the Chief Inspector Wallace of Mong Kok. After saying hello, the Tornado couldn't help but laugh at the Hongquan children who were performing on the stage, "What is that? A cow pantomime?"

Wallace also laughed and cried, "Telle, that's not pantomime, that's Chinese martial arts. They believe that shouting can make them more powerful."

Tornado Telle's smile was even more subtle, "Is that so? Then I'll give them a reason to scream, okay?"

Wallace looked calm and said, "Go."

When the tornado got up and walked towards the ring, there was a trace of disdain on Wallace's mouth, "Chinese martial arts?"

In disdain, Tornado Tayle had already walked onto the ring with the support of several white people, and walked around the young men who were performing Hongquan with a strong power. With the enthusiastic commentary of the host, he walked to Zheng Weiji, a disciple of Hong Zhennan, and lifted his boxing robe and stood up straight, with a look of spirit, "Beat me!"

Zheng Weiji didn't understand English and looked at Taylor with a puzzled look.

Taylor raised his fist excitedly and shook it in the air, "Put me!"

Zheng Weiji understood Taylor's movements and immediately punched with a horse, stopped a few centimeters away from Taylor's chest, and made a punching stance.

Tornado Tayle grabbed Zheng Weiji's right arm speechlessly and disdainfully, exerted force to make Zheng Weiji's fist hit his chest a few times, and said fiercely, "Put me!!"

Zheng Weiji was confused and a little unhappy.

Taylor's lips curled, and his face sneered.

Seeing Zheng Weiji becoming more and more embarrassed and a little annoyed in the boxing ring, Yan Tong couldn't help but say, "Zhao Sheng, this ghost guy looks down on our Chinese martial arts very much, and he keeps provoking..."

Zhao Xueyan said calmly, "At present, ghosts look down on us Chinese. Isn't it the world's basic fuck? Tell Hong Zhennan that he has asthma, but this pill can prevent asthma attacks."

"The rest is enough to see Lao Hong's performance."

Wait for him to take out a small wooden box, Yan Tong, "..."

Inspector Yan quickly took the wooden box and walked towards Hong Zhennan's location. During the simple exchange, the situation on the ring had changed drastically. The Hongquan disciples led by Zheng Weiji could not accept Taylor's provocation and finally broke out in a battle with the tornado.

Then he was put down by the tornado several punches and kicks.

When Wingchun was waiting for Wingchun, the disciples of the Great Sage, Baguazhang and other sects rushed forward, but were still quickly beaten by the tornado.

Hong Zhennan looked at Yan Tong who was delivering medicine deeply, took the medicine, and rushed up with Ye Wen. Lao Hong still knew Yan Tong's status. This was Inspector Hua, who was much more majestic than his old friend Feibo.

After the chaos in the boxing ring was stopped, Hong Zhennan quickly started to communicate with the tornado. In the end, the two sides would have to formally fight.

When the indoor boxing rings were roughly restored to calm, the foreign referee announced that the first round of Hong Zhennan and the Tornado had officially begun... It didn't take long before Lao Hong fought with the Tornado and gained a certain advantage.

In the second round, Hong Zhennan did not get angry because of asthma attacks. He pressed his hands and legs to hit the tornado several times, making him hardly able to get up. He counted 10 seconds, and he was all relying on the referee in the ring to deliberately reduce the countdown frequency and read 13 seconds as 9 seconds, so that the tornado could stand up within the rules.

Then, when the second round ended, Hong Zhennan just stopped, and the tornado took advantage of the unpreparedness and sneaked down with a heavy punch.

There was a noise outside the venue.

However, the referee of the ghost did not make any penalty for this.

Seeing this scene, several foreigners were anxious. Whether it was Wallace, the general inspector of Mong Kok or the coach of the Tornado, they were anxious. They were anxious. The two of them whispered around the off-field referee. The referee communicated with other ghosts, mainly discussing that they could not use legs or feet to restrict boxing competitions, and they had to modify the rules.

Speaking of which, Hong Zhennan is lying down and is injured, but this is the rest time in the middle of the round. Before the third round begins, it will be enough to restore Hong Zhennan's state.

Zhao Xueyan and Yan Tong came over and interrupted with a smile, "Revise the rules now? Isn't this authentic? But you can't let your legs be used. I have a suggestion to punish the referee and apologize publicly."

The referee blew the black whistle and pulled the sidelines. In the duel between the Western boxing champion and the Chinese boxer, they were all kids. It was nothing more than the original trajectory that Hong Zhennan was killed by a tornado because of an asthma attack.

When Ip Man was stimulated and continued to fight for a while, all the black whistles, including changing the rules of the competition, were blown to Ip Man.

Now Old Hong will not have asthma attacks. When he gained the upper hand, all of these fell on Hong Zhennan's head.

Mr. Zhao spoke in English. Wallace, coach, referee, etc. listened very smoothly. He looked up at Mr. Zhao and Wallace frowned, "Who are you?"

"Yan Tong?!"

He doesn't know Zhao Xueyan, but he knows Yan Tong!

Staring at Yan Tong for several times, under Yan Tong's subtle smile, Wallace stared at Mr. Zhao for a few more times, "Are you Zhao? Zhao, a Chinese from London?"

At the level of the general inspector, Wallace's news is not too blocked.

Zhao Xueyan nodded, "It's me, what do you think of my suggestions just now? Do you have a good idea?"

Wallace said with a dark face, "Zhao, this is just an ordinary boxing match, there is no need to make a big fuss. The tornado comes from London. As the boxing champion, he cannot lose in a duel with the Chinese in Hong Kong. This will cause great damage to his reputation!!"

Tornado coach Stephen frowned, "We can't apologize!"

Boxing is a very popular and popular fighting martial arts in the white world. Boxing champions, and how much money can boxing champions make in one game?

Only this undefeated king can make a lot of money for the boxing champion.

You lost to a Chinese boxer in Hong Kong Island. It was reported that your reputation collapsed and you still earned yarn? This is why he said such things when he saw Wallace’s attitude towards Mr. Zhao a bit strange.

Otherwise, as a noble white man, he would never say anything to Asians.

Zhao Xueyan glanced at coach Stephen and looked at Wallace again, "That's what you mean?"

Wallace, “…”

He opened his mouth, a little bit speechless.

He knew that Zhao Xueyan had a relationship with the number one man in the police force. He shot and killed two scumbag soldiers a while ago and was not pursued. But how did Mr. Zhao have a relationship with the number one man? Is it a gift, a big money, a super big money, or some other reason?

Wallace doesn't know.

It is only the bottom-level Niu Buluo Xiaoshang. As long as the top-level officials get enough profits, they don’t care about that little thing. It’s too common.

If it were just spent money to settle it, Wallace would not be overly polite to such people.

He was not sure now, and then when he saw the boxing coach pressing in front, he naturally had nothing to say.

Zhao Xueyan said to Yan Tongdao, "I notify the game to be suspended. There is no need to go to the third round before the matter here is settled."

Yan Tong simply ran to the ring.

Under the obscene gaze of the white host and the referee on the ring, Inspector Yan decisively explained in Cantonese, "In view of the previous second round, the foreign referee not only blew the whistle, but the tornado Tailai was obviously hit for more than 10 seconds, but the referee counted very slowly and only calculated 9 seconds. After the round, Tailai was sneak attacking Master Hong without being punished..."

"So this boxing match is suspended."

"Before the referee did not apologize or had a sense of justice and fairness, the third round was temporarily postponed..."

First, he explained to the audience in Cantonese. When this statement caused a huge response, and when applause was everywhere, Yan Tong also explained it again in English, which aroused great indignation among many white people.

Tornado Telle was even more angry and got up from the rest seat, roaring and rushing towards Yan Tong, "You said I was sneak attacking? Bastard..."

The foreign referees were chasing their faces in a tornado and their eyes were so angry that they looked ashen and their mouths were crooked.
To be continued...