Wang Jin, who was already over 40 years old, had never been pointed at with a gun. He immediately looked at Liu Minghui with an unpleasant expression.

The younger brother next to him came over quietly and said.

"Boss, something's wrong with him. Our gun just disappeared in an instant."

Wang Jin became even more wary of Liu Minghui.

"You were the one who destroyed the Tianhe Gang. I don't know how they offended you."

Wang Jin tried hard to maintain his composure and barely prevented himself from losing to Liu Minghui in front of so many younger brothers.

There was no other way. He only had a few daggers on his side, and Liu Minghui had two guns in his hands, so Wang Jin had to appease him.

As long as Wang Jin leaves here, he will let Liu Minghui know what the wrath of the Triad is.

"Who made your men too greedy?"

Liu Minghui said nonchalantly, walked up to the protected Wang Jin, and kicked the two younger brothers away in an instant.

Wang Jin's eyes narrowed because he saw Liu Minghui kick the man several meters away and hit him directly against the wall.

Liu Minghui didn't give them time to think of a solution and started taking action directly.

"Boss, be careful."

Wang Jin's younger brother stood up to protect him, but was knocked down by Liu Minghui with two punches.

"I advise you to be calm. You know that fists and feet have no eyes."

Liu Minghui didn't look at anyone else, but kept staring at Wang Jin.

"Brothers, come together. He is alone."

Someone nearby shouted, and pulled out a machete to fight Liu Minghui.

Wang Jin saw that he still thought he could turn the situation around, so he planned to take a few steps back.

Unexpectedly, Liu Minghui rushed forward and instantly stood in front of Wang Jin. Before anyone could see, Liu Minghui's hand had already grabbed Wang Jin's neck.

"Cough cough cough."

Wang Jin struggled hard.

"Let go of our boss."

The younger brothers standing by were afraid to use their weapons to attack Liu Minghui, so they could only surround him.

"Oh no, we..."

Someone came up to talk about this, but before he could finish his words he noticed that the situation in the room was tense, so he had to stop talking.

The man who came was Wang Jin’s son, named Wang Guohua, a young man in his twenties.

He has been in charge of the triad's lending business. Just now, his subordinates told him that hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars were missing from the warehouse.

This made him anxious, and he quickly confirmed and went to find Wang Jin.

"Who are you? Let my father go."

Wang Guohua was at a passionate age and of course he couldn't bear the situation of his father being kidnapped.

"Young man, you better stop it. We have people all around here."

Suddenly, an older voice was heard.

Liu Minghui looked carefully and found that it was a white-haired old man who was talking. The old man had been sitting in the corner just now and Liu Minghui didn't see him. He only noticed him at this time.

"Young man, you can't survive in Hong Kong Island just by knowing a few farming skills."

The old man came to Liu Minghui and said.

To outsiders, this person was just an ordinary old man, but Liu Minghui had an extremely sharp sense and he immediately discovered that this person was not simple.

"Huh, who are you?"

Liu Minghui released the hand that was pinching Wang Jin's neck and looked at the old man opposite with a serious expression.

This man gave him the feeling of a dormant tiger, ready to strike, which gave Liu Minghui a slight sense of threat.

"I am just a warrior, begging for food under the leader."

Instead, the old man answered the questions with a smile.

"Mr. Lin, be careful."

Wang Jin was supported by several younger brothers and spoke nervously.

Seeing this, Liu Minghui tensed up and slowly took two steps forward, intending to test the man's abilities.

"It seems like it can't be any better."

Liu Minghui took the initiative and punched the opponent directly on the temple.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Lin blocked it with his palm.

Seeing this, knowing that Old Man Lin was quite powerful, Liu Minghui no longer held back and used his Xingyiquan. Although it was a bit clumsy, Liu Minghui was really strong, and with every punch and palm strike, the air whizzed.

"Xingyi, which one?"

Old Man Lin was very curious when he saw the boxing skills used by Liu Minghui, but Liu Minghui had already attacked him, so he also accepted the move and fought back.

Originally he looked down on Liu Minghui, but after throwing a few punches, Old Man Lin couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Is Mr. Lin okay?"

Wang Guohua hurried to Old Man Lin, looking anxious and worried, and asked.

"Nothing, I can barely hold on."

Old Man Lin calmed down his blood and then said in disbelief.

Old Man Lin is the successor of the Pi Gua Zhang technique. He has practiced martial arts for half his life and has barely entered the dark realm. But now he is old and weak, and can only fight Liu Minghui to a draw.

"Old man, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Liu Minghui's face was gloomy, and he continued to attack.

"bump.."

The conference room was turned upside down by the two of them, and the remaining dozen people could only huddle in the corner to leave space for the two of them.

"Hoohoo."

Old man Lin is old, and after hundreds of moves he couldn't hold on any longer and could only breathe heavily.

Wang Jin watched anxiously from behind. The triad was in trouble today as they were beaten up at their door. Wang Jin felt ashamed and could only hope that old man Lin could subdue Liu Minghui.

"Boy, since we are evenly matched, why don't we sit down and talk."

Old Man Lin shouted at him while fending off Liu Minghui.

Liu Minghui's face looked grim. He didn't expect that he had not been able to subdue this man for so long. It seemed that he had underestimated the world, Liu Minghui thought to himself.

He didn't expect that Old Man Lin could fight with him for so long, and Liu Minghui could even feel that each of Old Man Lin's punches and palms carried a strange force, which was something Liu Minghui had not expected.

Another period of time passed, and seeing that he was still unable to do anything to Old Man Lin, Liu Minghui had no choice but to give up.

"Row."

Liu Minghui stopped and stood opposite Old Man Lin. At this time, the room was divided into two groups, and Liu Minghui was alone on one side.

Opposite them were Wang Jin and his son, who were surrounded by more than 20 people, and old man Lin, who was panting.

Wang Jin stood in front of the crowd, looking at the old man Lin beside him, feeling lucky. Fortunately, he also had an expert on his side, otherwise, looking at the situation, today's matter would be difficult.

Liu Minghui found a stool and sat down, looking at Old Man Lin with an indifferent expression.

"Sit down and talk. I don't know what explanation you are going to give me."

Liu Minghui didn't care about the twenty people on the opposite side at all. He could leave at any time anyway and no one could stop him, so he was full of confidence.

"Mr. Lin?"

Wang Jin looked at Old Man Lin with a questioning look. He was the only one he could rely on now.

"We can only negotiate now. I can't stop him from leaving, and he's alone. I can't protect you closely."

Old man Lin said helplessly that if possible he would not want to be so depressed.

Wang Jin was silent for a while. This was a shame for the Triad and for him. If he compromised, his prestige would definitely be greatly damaged.

But unfortunately, so many people here couldn't stop him, and Wang Jin was also worried about angering the other party. If Liu Minghui did not abide by the moral principles of martial arts and tried to assassinate him, it would be troublesome.

boy,

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