Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Zhang Nian nodded, and after making a note, he turned around and walked out with Yang Chuan.

Two people came out, Yang Chuan whispered.

"Master, just let him go like this?"

Zhang Nian chuckled, turned his head and said.

"Call the police."

"okay."

Yang Chuan couldn't help laughing, and picked up the phone.

According to the clues provided by Zhang Fenglong, Zhang Nian did not dare to delay, and walked towards a shanty town in the south of the city with Yang Chuan.

The south of the city was originally a city within a city, and it was quite chaotic here.

Although with the help of the fat man last time, a lot of rectification has been carried out here.

But remember, Rome wasn't built in a day.

So, it's still a bit of a mess here.

The place where Hongmao lives is in a small messy alley.

The place looks pretty run down.

The streets are not wide, and all kinds of vehicles are parked beside them.

At this point, there are still many women smoking cigarettes standing at the door.

They stared indifferently at the people passing by.

And walking on this street, there were bursts of yelling in my ears from time to time.

Yang Chuan frowned, gently pulled Zhang Nian, and said.

"Master, be more careful. This kind of place, where fish and snakes are mixed, may not be a good place to go."

Zhang Nian nodded, and the two walked all the way to the location Zhang Fenglong said.

Knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Zhang Nian frowned and said.

"It seems that this kid is not here."

Yang Chuan smiled and said.

"I know where he is."

As he spoke, he turned and led Zhang Nian out, Zhang Nian looked at Yang Chuan puzzled.

Although this place is not big, it is not easy to find places like this one by one.

After the two went out, Yang Chuan came directly to the street just now.

When Zhang Nian was wondering what Yang Chuan was going to do, he saw that he walked directly towards the woman next to him.

Seeing Yang Chuan approaching, the woman thought that business was coming, so she quickly extinguished the cigarette.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chuan directly took out a wad of banknotes, stuffed them into her hand, and said.

"Where's the red hair?"

The woman's eyes sparkled when she saw such a large stack of banknotes, she quickly pointed to a hidden small room next to her, and said.

"Inside, inside."

Looking at Yang Chuan's proud face, Zhang Nian couldn't help shaking his head.

Sure enough, money can turn ghosts around. Before I could react, I had already asked about this matter.

The two walked in the direction the woman pointed.

A simple small iron gate with a sign attached to it.

There were five or six men with big arms and round waists sitting at the door.

Seeing Zhang Nian and Yang Chuan walking past, a bald man with a flower arm came over and looked them up and down.

"Grandpa, where is it?"

Zhang Nian smiled.

"Looking for someone, is Hongmao there?"

The bald head smiled and said.

"Looking for someone? Damn, are you the police?"

"Oh, that's not true, isn't it the police that can't find someone?"

The bald head froze for a moment, tilted his head to look at the two people, and said.

"The boy speaks very hard, why do you go in and find someone?"

"By this."

As Zhang Nian spoke, he raised his right hand.

The bald head took Zhang Nian's right hand, looked at it, and said.

"Why, do you have gold or silver in your hand?"

Zhang Nian shook his head with a smile and said.

"There's nothing, but if you don't let us in, you won't be able to drive here."

The bald head nodded thoughtfully, oh.

He turned around and took two steps back, picking up a stick from the ground.

He put it in his hand and weighed it twice, and the people behind saw this situation, and followed suit one after another.

At this time, people standing on the side of the street surrounded him one after another.

Apparently this isn't the first time this has happened.

Some of them even started booing.

Yang Chuan touched Zhang Nian lightly and whispered.

"Master, a hero doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages, we are still"

"You stay behind."

Zhang Nian knew that although Yang Chuan was very tall, he didn't have much kung fu.

If they really fight, maybe Yang Chuan will suffer.

Hearing Zhang Nian's words, Yang Chuan had no choice but to turn around and take two steps back.

He knew that even if he didn't come now, he might cause some unnecessary troubles to Zhang Nian.

The bald man touched his head, spit, and cursed.

"It's really fucking bad luck, brothers, kill him and throw it in the back alley."

Those few people nodded, as the saying goes, people don't talk too much.

They didn't say much, and rushed up directly.

Clank and smash.

However, a few seconds later, only a burst of exclamation was heard from the crowd.

When I looked again, I saw that these people were already lying on the ground.

Apart from groaning in pain, he had no strength left to stand up.

The bald head standing behind was completely dumbfounded.

He had never seen such a situation.

Moreover, now it seems that this person is not serious at all.

His brothers have all been knocked down.

Zhang Nian looked at him firmly and said.

"How, is there anyone else?"

The bald man swallowed, pointed at Zhang Niandao.

"You, don't be arrogant!"

As he spoke, he dropped the stick in his hand directly.

Suddenly, I saw his fat body turn twice, thrust forward suddenly, and even put on a posture of monkey fist.

Zhang Nian saw that this figure was in a monkey fist posture.

Even if you really know it, I'm afraid you won't be able to type it out!

I saw him giggling, and suddenly twisted his whole body.

Tigers roar and dragons chant, cranes sing and phoenixes dance.

A strange wind blew around, and it turned out to be a tiger and a crane!

The bald head was taken aback for a moment, and it was put away in an instant.

Obviously, this is an expert in front of him, and he can't get out that little thing at all.

The bald head looked at the crowd of onlookers. It would be too embarrassing to leave at this time.

But if he didn't leave, he would have to die here today.

"Boy, do you dare to wait here?"

Bald said.

Zhang Nian shook his head, he didn't want to waste time, he didn't come here to play or compete.

Seeing him shaking his head, the bald head hurriedly shouted.

"Good boy, don't you have the guts? Hehe, I know, if you don't dare to get out early."

"Snapped!"

"Oh my god! Who the hell beat me up?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was only a crisp sound, and he had been hit on the top of the head.

Looking back, the bald head was momentarily stunned.

I saw the fat man standing behind at some point, his eyes were like the eyes of a wolf at night.

Faintly glowing green.

"Fat, fat man."

"go away."

The fat man kicked him impatiently.

The bald head had no choice but to walk aside obediently.

Fatty suddenly changed his smiling face, walked up to Zhang Nian, and said.

"Ah, why is Master Zhang here at this time, and you didn't tell me when you came, these brats don't have much eyesight, don't be as knowledgeable as them, walk around, go in and play a few games."