Chapter 201 Night exploration of Jordan Road
Jordan is the only place that leads from Kowloon to Tsim Sha Tsui, so to some extent it has become a "fighting ground" for major prefixes and associations.
As long as you occupy a place in this small street in Jordan, plant a flag and station a "soldier", you can go north to Yau Ma Tei and south to Tsim Sha Tsui, affecting the climate of the entire region.
But speaking of it, no matter how big the club is, it means pulling in hundreds of people to "show off" and show off their power.
If we really fight, either I will bring someone to kill you while you are alone, or you will send a killer while I am in the sauna looking for my sister. An encounter between dozens of people will be considered big news.
Therefore, Jordan still looks very clean. It does not look smoky because of a few extra flies. Instead, it reveals a kind of peace, calmness, and prosperity.
No. 134 Jordan Road is a small single-family Western-style building. From the agent Guang's mouth, Yin Xiu already knew the history of this building.
In the past, it was the property of a justice of the peace. Later, he immigrated to America and sold the mansion to a local foreigner. After changing hands several times, it is now under the name of a local tycoon.
"So let me tell you, if you want to live comfortably in Hong Kong, you have to have power if you have money. As for anything else, it doesn't work! What's the use of saying you are a great professor or a great artist? You don't have to be here Those apartments, housing estates and the like are useless!"
"Okay! Okay! Brother Jin, I already know."
Yin Xiu took out a banknote from his pocket, and the latter's face, which was originally filled with indignation, immediately changed to a smile.
"Then you two can help yourself. By the way, do you need a key? I can go back and look through it."
He wiggled his eyebrows, indicating something.
Yin Xiu shook his head and handed over another banknote, "Brother Jin, I want you to promise that we have not met tonight."
"Of course! Of course!"
Manager Jin nodded, "I don't know you two at all, how have we met before?"
After saying that, he quickly walked away with his briefcase under his arm.
Uncle Ming looked at this scene, shook his head and said: "In Hong Kong Island, no matter how good you are at fighting or how powerful your magic power is, in the end it's still not as useful as money."
Yin Xiu nodded. He was already used to using money to settle some things, especially now that he is not short of money.
Using some means to intimidate and coerce others is not as simple, fast, and sweet as giving money, which makes the person who gives the money feel at ease, and the person who accepts the money is also happy, which is the best of both worlds.
Where can a great heavenly master threaten the common people with thunder, or an emperor sends out an army of [-] to intimidate an old farmer?Some things would be better for both parties if they could be accomplished simply.
Yin Xiu straightened his clothes, turned to Uncle Ming who was carrying a long sword and said, "Shall we go there?"
Uncle Ming did not speak, but lit another cigarette, and then asked slowly: "Where is the heir of the Ma family, Ma Xiaoyu? She hasn't come yet."
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "I made an appointment with her tonight, but she didn't say when she would come or where she would show up. This person is a loner and doesn't like to be with others, or she doesn't like to get together with us. "
Uncle Ming blew out a puff of smoke and nodded: "That's good, so as not to cause conflict if everyone has different ways of doing things. After all, we are here for the vampire, not to discuss doctrine."
Yin Xiu smiled and said: "Uncle Ming, can you still discuss Taoism and preach the scriptures?"
Uncle Ming glanced at him and said, "My uncle only taught me how to fight and kill, how to catch zombies and ghosts. Don't talk about all that nonsense. Even your uncle may not know it. Now It’s about real swords and real guns, who’s going to talk to you? Isn’t it fun to play riddles?”
"Pick! It's just those monks who like to play with these boring things."
Uncle Ming threw the cigarette butt on the ground and walked out Xiu followed after a while, one behind the other, as if they were strangers to each other.
Stopping in front of the courtyard wall where the foreign-style building was located, the two of them looked at each other and then looked around. After knowing that no one was around, they each put their hands on the wall and stepped on it. The two kites turned over and crossed the solid wall. Courtyard wall.
After landing on the grass, Uncle Ming made a forward gesture to Yin Xiu, and the two of them were like top assassination troops, one on the left and the other on the right, approaching the foreign building at a tight pace.
Uncle Ming leaned against the corner, took out a small compass from his pocket and took a look. The pointer on it pointed motionlessly in the direction of north, with occasional horizontal movements as his palm moved.
everything is normal? Yin Xiu gave him a suspicious look, but Uncle Ming didn't take it seriously and just motioned for him to continue walking forward and enter the western-style building.
So under the moonlight, the two of them approached the door. Yin Xiu took out a small tool from his arms and poked it into the crack of the door. Before it could turn, the door creaked open.
Yin Xiu immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She was about to take action with the sharp knife in her sleeve, but she smelled a familiar fragrance.
He looked up and saw that it was Ma Xiaoyu standing in front of him, wearing a black dress and a long windbreaker.
"How do you..."
Ma Xiaoyu pointed inside and moved out of the way, "Come in and talk."
Yin Xiu got in first. When Uncle Ming saw this, he glanced at Ma Xiaoyu strangely, and then walked in quickly.
The door of the foreign-style building closed gently again, as if nothing had happened here.
After entering the door, Ma Xiaoyu leaned to the side, and the cold moonlight shone on her face, outlining a soft and cold line.
Uncle Ming paused and wanted to take out a cigarette. Halfway through, he realized that now was not the right time to smoke.
Therefore, he could only wipe his mouth in embarrassment and said, "Are you the contemporary Celestial Master of the Ma family?"
"Yes."
Ma Xiaoyu stretched out her wrists from her sleeves, made a circle with her hands, and made a sword gesture together to salute Uncle Ming.
"Exorcist Ma Family No. 30, seventh generation Ma Xiaoyu, pays homage to the Taoist Priest."
Uncle Ming returned the gift and said calmly: "Yes, I heard that the Ma family moved to Southeast Asia for many years. I originally thought it was over, but I didn't expect that the Ma family's exorcism has returned to Kyushu. This is also a good thing. "
Ma Xiaoyu solemnly said: "Now that Jiuzhou is sinking, we cultivators are protected by the fate of heaven and earth, so we should do our best."
Uncle Ming nodded calmly, "It's good to have this kind of intention, but you have to think about how to exert your efforts, do your best, and don't use it in the wrong place and waste your efforts."
After a pause, he asked again: "Who are you, Ma Lilian?"
"It's my aunt."
Although Ma Xiaoyu looked a little surprised, she still answered truthfully: "She passed away when I was young."
"Oh."
An indescribable light flashed in Uncle Ming's eyes, "I met her once when I was a teenager. She was almost the same age as you at that time."
(End of this chapter)