Pure Yang of Rebirth

Xia Chunyang didn't like Yang Yinglan in the first place, and even without Pan Huiyi's warning, he wouldn't have more contact with her.After the banquet, he resumed his days of staying at home to practice, but within two days of the quiet days, he received a message from Mo Haiqiang, saying that he had contacted the head of Fuqing Building and asked them to discuss face to face.

This matter was still in Xia Chunyang's expectation, but what really surprised him was that the driver who acted as the driver of Fuqinglou to pick him up was actually a half acquaintance—Zhong Ming, Captain Zhong.

Compared with the previous few times, Zhong Ming's expression could not hide his tiredness. When he saw Xia Chunyang, he just smiled reluctantly: "Young Master Xia, please get in the car. Mr. Mo and my master are waiting for you at Fuqing Building. "

Xia Chunyang wasn't very curious, so he didn't ask why a police captain would have anything to do with the fringe legendary Fuqing Building.

Those who get in the car get in the car, and those who drive drive, the two of them just kept silent all the way.Until they passed by the original shooting scene...

Pedestrians interweave in the bustling road section, and you can see ordinary happiness amidst the hustle and bustle.

——Zhong Ming thought of his colleagues who died that day and what happened these days.

Originally, there were several routes to choose from to the pier, but Zhong Ming chose this route by mistake.It doesn't mean that there is no such thing as borrowing the scene to create love.It's just that Xia Chunyang's calmness and indifference were beyond his expectation.There was neither anxiety nor indignation, nor fear and hatred, just so flat, as if things had never happened... just like those who whitewashed the peace.

Zhong Ming knew that he had no position, but the cries that tormented him these days still made him unable to resist: "Young Master Xia, the colleague who attacked you that day died. He was shot in the forehead by a sniper and died on the spot. .His name is Wang Hui, and he is in the same position as me..."

Xia Chunyang didn't even give it to Zhong Ming from the corner of his eye. He knew very well whether Wang Huihui was dead or not.He can even clearly describe the trajectory of that bullet now.But what does this have to do with him?

He had expected it a long time ago, and Zhong Ming was not disappointed. Maybe he just couldn't bear the quiet environment in the car so he continued to tell: "This man Wang Hui is my junior in the police academy. He graduated three years later than me. We were promoted to the rank of captain." He is very capable and has the best chance of being promoted to Chief Inspector in two or three years among our group of captains....It's just that people are too smart...Once a person is smart, he wants to take shortcuts, and he takes many shortcuts. It's easy to go astray..."

Having said this, Zhong Ming's voice was a little choked up.After pausing for a while, he continued: "Young Master Xia, what happened that day was not even reported in a single corner of the newspaper... It was obvious that so many shots were fired, and people were killed... Usually those who have a little trouble are like flies. None of the reporters who gathered around showed up... The banquet in the entertainment circle two days ago occupied the headlines of newspapers and magazines, and even the social and economic pages had their reports... How can there be such a difference between people? I'm not trying to excuse Wang Hui, I just want to say a fact. Wang Hui is just a puppet, and there are people behind him. Wang Hui has already paid the price for his wrong choice. When a person dies, the light goes out...because he died Disrepute, Wang Hui has already been expelled from the police, there is no pension, and even his personal property (house) has been seized and frozen in the name of taking bribes... His wife is more than eight months pregnant, and now There is not even a place to live... We all know that this matter is not so easy to settle, after all, the big men are wrestling with each other, and Wang Hui is now fully responsible for his death because there is no proof..."

As if thinking of something angry, Zhong Ming's temples twitched a few times: "Some people, regardless of their friendship with colleagues for many years, went to disturb Wang Hui's wife and parents over and over again, hoping to find so-called 'criminal evidence' from them." Confessions' and 'witnesses'... How much do you need for things like criminal evidence? But confessions and witnesses are difficult things... My ability is limited. I can protect them for a while, but I can't protect them for a lifetime..."

Even at this moment, he also suffered a lot of pressure.Many members of the team have been more or less suppressed from all sides during this period. Once they were on duty to perform a mission, even their guns were replaced with fake ones... If they were not vigilant, a dereliction of duty would be lost. The fault of distributing the gun is suppressed, and the suspension and demerit record are trivial matters...

Xia Chunyang looked at the captain who had dealt with him several times, and his words were still calm and unwavering: "Captain Zhong, is it interesting for you to talk so much? Wang Hui wants to kill me."

"Young Master Xia, I'm not someone who doesn't distinguish between good and evil. I feel sorry for Wang Hui's death, but I won't be shameless enough to ask you, the victim, to do something for him. I just want to use your power to let me Can protect his family and my team members... Xia Shao, I just want to be a good policeman, and I don't want to get involved in the disputes of those big figures. I don't want to go against my original intention of joining the police force... Xia Shao, I want to borrow Your momentum, please..." Zhong Ming said in a low voice with a hoarse voice, he didn't even dare to look into Xia Chunyang's eyes through the mirror, for fear that if he did, he would lose the courage.

Xia Chunyang showed some doubts on his face: "Mr. Zhong, Wang Hui wanted to kill me, but later died at the hands of his loyal master. Now you want to use me as a victim to protect his family? Do you think I am so Is it a generous person?"

He was really curious, where did the bell team get the confidence and courage to make such a request to him?Does he look like a steamed bun, anyone can knead it twice?

Zhong Ming felt that his face was hot, but he still bit the bullet and said: "Young Master Xia, you are willing to pay a huge sum of money to save Shen Hang's family, even those kidnappers, you let them go in the end; for Sun Guozhi, You are willing to agree to Mo Haiqiang's request; for Wang Yi, you even humiliated Yang Yinglan in public... Xia Shao, you are a good person..."

"Oh, I'm a good person, so I should repay grievances with virtue? Have you missed the most important thing? The people I helped didn't mean me badly, and they were still employees of my studio. And the one you asked me to help was a The family of the person who wanted to kill me... Even if he died, it would not change his intention to kill me, but he failed because his skills were inferior to others."

"But Wang Hui is not the mastermind! He was just greedy for profit for a while. He is dead, but his crime is not as serious as his family members. His wife, children and parents are innocent..."

"You should say these words to the people behind Wang Hui." Xia Chunyang was unmoved, "From your words, you also know who Wang Hui is. Why? Because you know that begging that person is useless? Now that you know It's useless to beg him, so why do you think I will agree? Or do I feel so stupid to you? "

While talking, he couldn't help but touch his face, he looks like his father, and he is somewhat similar to Xia Zhengde, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a fool!

Zhong Ming hastily explained: "Young Master Xia is not what you think. I just want to take advantage of you. I don't need you to do anything. As long as you acquiesce in my contacting you from time to time and appearing next to you, those people are doing things. There will be scruples in the future—"

Xia Chunyang threw out this sentence very clearly: "But at the same time, my elder brother will do things with his hands tied. Bell team, people have close ties, and you should understand this best."

Zhong Ming choked, unable to speak out his full stomach.It was only when he saw Xia Chunyang's calm eyes that had not changed from the beginning to the end through the mirror that he felt the coldness in his heart.He thought that no matter how powerful Xia Chunyang was, he was still a young man who had just turned sixteen.Teenagers are impulsive, but also compassionate.But he was wrong. A person from a family like the Xia family, even a teenager, should not be underestimated.Not something he can take advantage of...

After a long silence, Zhong Ming finally said in a low voice when he arrived at Fuqing Tower: "Young Master Xia, I'm sorry. It's me, Meng Lang."

Xia Chunyang glanced at Zhong Ming: "I accept your apology." After that, he got out of the car and walked straight into Fuqing Building without waiting for Zhong Ming.

Seeing the person disappearing at the door of Fuqing Building, Zhong Ming suddenly thumped the steering wheel hard, and said with a lonely expression: "I'm really fascinated..."

Fuqing Building not only has an ancient name, but also its decoration.Different from the splendor and splendor in the center of the port city and the skyscrapers everywhere, it matches this old wharf better. Walking in, it is like entering a large picture scroll of the old era, with a kind of old port city. The color of extravagance.And the crowd here is beyond Xia Chunyang's expectation. In Xia Chunyang's impression, such old-style restaurants can only be found in those tourist cities that focus on nostalgia. A modern metropolis like Hong Kong City should not even see a beam That's right, let alone such a prosperous scene that is not inferior to other central areas.

Under the leadership of the waiter, Xia Chunyang came to the innermost private room, and Mo Haiqiang opened the door of the private room early and waited for him.

As soon as he saw someone, Mo Haiqiang showed a big smile: "Young Master Xia, you are here! Come on, Uncle Lu, this is the Young Master Xia I mentioned to you before, Xia Chunyang, Xia Zhengde, the head of the Xia family in Hong Kong City His own brother. Young Master Xia, this is the head of Fuqing Building, you just follow us and call him Uncle Lu."

Following the sound, Xia Chunyang saw the person sitting at the round table at a glance. The person seemed to be in his early forties, not tall, and seemed to be of medium build. He was wearing an old-fashioned dark black gown. The strong and burly figure looks even thinner.But that person's temperament is as calm as mountains and rivers, his eyes are bright and restrained, revealing a feeling that is different from others.

At a glance, the auras unique to warriors locked onto each other almost at the same moment.

This is the second martial artist that Xia Chunyang has met after the old man in Xia Jiuliang's ward who has succeeded in cultivating inner qi!

Lu Shengrong didn't expect that Xia Chunyang was also a master of the inner family!The smile on his face became more cordial, and he said slowly: "Hai Qiang, let Xiaoyou Xia and I be alone for a while. Let other people not disturb us."

Mo Haiqiang looked puzzled, but he didn't hesitate to stay: "Okay, I'll go out and tell everyone." As he said, he walked out quickly and closed the door.

From a distance, Mo Haiqiang could still hear the voice of Mo Haiqiang telling others not to disturb.

Lu Shengrong introduced himself with a smile: "My surname is Lu, my name is Shengrong, and I am the [-]th generation heir of the Lu family's long boxing family. I am the same age as your elder brother Xia Zhengde, so I ask you to call me Chunyang." .I’m the third at home, you can call me third brother.”

Xia Chunyang hesitated, and called out: "Brother Lu."

For this title, Lu Shengrong did not object: "Chunyang, let's have a discussion? Let's finish?"

Xia Chunyang walked to the other side of the round table and sat down, without twitching: "Xia's Chunyang, use it to refer to the sword, please advise!" After that, he started a basic sword technique and asked for a salute.

The two fingers are swords, in the sword-asking style, sending it out softly and gently as if playing with a child.

Only two moves, but let Lu Shengrong know that Xia Chunyang's apprenticeship must be orthodox, because only such an orthodox sect can have such exquisite moves.A martial artist who came from a well-known and upright family and cultivated internal energy at such a young age naturally made Lu Shengrong look at him differently again.

"Chunyang, I am Lu Changquan, also known as Fengleiquan, be careful!"

As Lu Shengrong spoke, he punched Xia Chunyang's sword finger with a straight fist. The distance of only an arm's length, but there was the sound of wind and thunder!Before the fist arrives, the wind of punching has already blown in the face!

This is an effect that can be achieved without using the inner energy!Let Xia Chunyang, who has always been studying behind closed doors, brighten his eyes, his yang energy is restrained, his sword fingers change, he does not dodge or dodge, and he goes head-on!

Both of them were probing deliberately, and neither of them used their inner energy (yang energy), but they shot very fast, and the sky above the round table could only see you coming and going, a piece of fist shadow and sword shape!

The author has something to say: I still think that Zhou Luoyan is not abnormal at all... See you later for the real chapter~

Do you stand against the CP group~~~~~

About Wang Yi and Yang Yinglan, I will continue to talk later, after all, their stories are still to come.