blogombal Chapter 63
Chapter 63
Chapter 63
Lin Sheng watched Hong Ye's constantly changing expression, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Hong Ye, have you made up your mind?"
"Even if I don't act, I will not be an accomplice to evil!" Hong Ye said firmly.
If the soft approach doesn't work, then we'll have to use the hard approach!
Dealing with martial arts practitioners is simple: just knock them down. If they're not convinced, just take them down.
"hehe!"
Lin Sheng's lips curled into a cold smile. With a slight shake of his arms, two gleaming meteorite iron blades appeared out of thin air, whistling through the air, and aimed straight for Hong Ye's throat like lightning.
The Eight-Cut Blade is incredibly powerful in close combat, its fierce attacks far surpassing Hong Ye's mastery of the Bodhidharma Sword Technique.
Faced with the twin blades arriving in an instant, Hong Ye's pupils shrank, and he instinctively parried with a bow stance from the Bodhidharma sword technique.
"clang!"
The sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening. Under the terrifying force of Lin Sheng's master-level Muay Thai, Hong Ye staggered back two steps, and the long sword in his hand was broken in two.
He stared at the broken blade in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.
The two were roughly equal in their skill with weapons.
However, Lin Sheng had already honed his Muay Thai skills to the level of a grandmaster, and he completely overwhelmed Hong Ye in terms of both physique and strength.
In addition, the meteorite iron blade is indestructible, and a single move is enough to make Hong Ye see the situation clearly.
If they remain obstinate, then Lin Sheng will have to get serious.
Even if Jesus came, he wouldn't be able to keep Hongye.
At this moment, Hong Ye's right hand, which was holding the sword, was so numb from the shock that he could barely grip the hilt. He was shocked.
It's unbelievable that Lin Sheng, at such a young age, has mastered swordsmanship to this level.
Even his master, Chen Boguang, probably couldn't defeat him.
"Hung Yip, I won't let you do anything against your conscience. In fact, you'll be an instructor in Mong Kok, with thousands of students—enough to promote martial arts!"
Hong Ye knew this was Lin Sheng's last chance for him; if he still didn't agree, he might be carried out in a lap today.
He has a wife and children, and money that he hasn't finished painting yet, so naturally he cherishes his life!
After thinking for two seconds, Hong Ye sighed softly and said helplessly, "Brother Sheng, as long as you don't force me to do anything illegal, I'll follow you from now on!"
"Okay, you're a smart person, don't do anything stupid, let's take a family photo!"
Lin Sheng sheathed his knife, walked up to Hongye, gently patted his shoulder, and spoke with a strong sense of threat.
He needed the title of Hong Ye, the Weapon King, to keep those damn good-for-nothing bastards in check; loyalty was irrelevant.
If he dares to betray us, we'll send his whole family to the moon to reunite.
"Hung Yip, I own a film company in Mong Kok. You can come and make movies there when you have time!"
"Thank you, Brother Sheng!"
Hong Ye was overjoyed and quickly thanked him.
What he didn't know was that Lin Sheng's film company was Qiankun International Film Company, which specialized in making erotic films.
After Hong Ye leaves, even his sword will probably bend, and he won't want to practice martial arts anymore.
Around 4 p.m., Lin Sheng was in the car on his way back to the Mong Kok nightclub.
Just then, the pager on his waist beeped. Lin Sheng picked it up and saw it was He Min. He immediately called her.
Two days ago, after answering questions with her, still feeling unsatisfied, Lin Sheng, with a wicked smile on his face, said: "Hey, Amin!"
"Ah Sheng, are you free tonight?"
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He Min's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, and Lin Sheng felt a little excited. He had put in a lot of effort to defeat the Crown Prince today, and he could make up for it with her.
When yin reaches its extreme, it declines; only when yin and yang are in harmony can the body return to its optimal state.
"Amin, you have some free time, what do you want to do?"
Lin Sheng can emphasize the word "gan" (干, meaning "to do" or "to work") very much.
Upon hearing this, He Min felt extremely shy, and her cheeks flushed.
"Sheng, I want to watch a movie with you!"
"Okay, but I'm not really interested in art films. How about we do something more practical and go see the night view from the mountaintop?"
Lin Sheng smiled wickedly.
"Ah Sheng, it's not an art film, but..."
He Min paused, somewhat embarrassed to continue.
"Amin, you're a teacher, how can you watch this kind of movie?" Lin Sheng asked, slightly surprised.
If it were Bobo, it would be perfectly normal for Piao Piao to invite him to watch this movie. When did He Min also become so open about it?
"It's all because of you!"
Hearing the hint of cancellation in Lin Sheng's words, He Min said angrily.
The last time she invited him to her house for coffee, he ended up answering questions, which made her feel like she was having the most wonderful time in the world, and she lingered there, reluctant to leave.
When I see the test papers while teaching during the day, all I can think about is answering questions and doing homework with Lin Sheng!
Because I blushed and was teased by the school, it was all Lin Sheng's fault. Of course I have to settle the score with him. Only by getting used to this feeling can I stop thinking about it.
That's why he asked someone to buy him two movie tickets, hoping to have a passionate night with Lin Sheng.
"Hehe, Amin, I'll come over to see you tonight. The movie is too conservative!" Lin Sheng chuckled.
He Min was so shy that she couldn't even speak. She just murmured an "Mmm" and hung up the phone.
The phone rang again as soon as I hung up, before I could even put it down.
Lin Sheng thought it was He Min and immediately pressed the answer button: "Amin, remember to wear black stockings tonight!"
Before he could finish speaking, Jimmy's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Sheng, what black stockings? Someone's causing trouble at Golden Romance in Mong Kok!"
"Which bastard is causing trouble at my nightclub?"
Lin Sheng cursed angrily.
Golden Romance Nightclub in Mong Kok is solely owned and operated by Hung Hing, with Lam Sing holding a 70% stake.
This has caused trouble as soon as we opened, which has greatly affected our business tonight, resulting in losses of hundreds of thousands.
"He said he was Prince Hongtai!"
"What? That good-for-nothing son of Hong Tai and Chen Mei has the guts to cause trouble on our turf?" Lin Sheng asked in surprise.
Hongtai was only a second-rate triad in Hong Kong Island. Its manpower and influence were similar to those of the previous alliances and consortia, totaling only three or four thousand people.
What gives Prince Hongtai the audacity to cause trouble? Are you mistaken?
"Jimmy, did you even mention my name?!"
"Brother Sheng, I've submitted it. He said..."
Jimmy didn't dare to continue.
"What did he say?"
He said, "Brother Sheng, you were beaten to death by Hung Hing's Prince. Golden Romance will be his from now on. Otherwise, he'll wipe us all out!"
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"Damn it!" Lin Sheng laughed in anger.
However, this is not the fault of Hong Tai, that useless crown prince; it is simply due to the lack of advanced technology.
He flipped the table at headquarters at noon.
After beating up Hung Hing's God of War, Gan Zitai, at 3 PM, I went to the TVB film set, which took less than an hour.
In addition, Hung Hing deliberately covered up the fact that the Crown Prince had been beaten to a pulp by Lam Sing, so the news didn't spread quickly.
The surrounding triads saw Lin Sheng being taken away by the Hung Hing War God and believed that he would definitely not be able to hold Mong Kok, so they wanted to take advantage of the chaos.
Hung Tai's son is convinced that Lam Sing will be killed by Hung Hing's God of War, and wants to take the lead and occupy the most popular nightclub in Mong Kok.
"As expected of Hong Tai, he's such a good-for-nothing. He's not even dead yet, and he's already scrambling to be reincarnated!" Lin Sheng sneered, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
Then his gaze fell on Gao Jin and A Bao: "You two, if your children turn out like Prince Hong Tai, you might as well not have them at all!"
"Brother Sheng, I don't have a girlfriend yet!" Gao Jin said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Brother Sheng, my wife gave birth to a daughter!" Abao scratched the back of his head and said with an awkward laugh.