The world starts with Hunter x Hunter

"Well, is there something?" Zhui Yi looked around again and found nothing missing. "Oh, by the way, thanks to you for taking care of me for the past six months, take this money, it's a bonus."

"Master, I don't want money, I want to continue to serve you? Please, you can let me do anything?" Meili suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.

"White-eyed wolf~!" Old man Ma leaned against the wall and looked at the sky and said leisurely.

"Are you short of waiters when you go out to buy a shop?" Zhui Yi's eyes turned, if he wanted to play with him, then he would go in together.

"Anyway, you have money, and you will pay for the start-up capital!" It's true that Old Man Ma likes to practice martial arts, but this man who used to be a guard doesn't understand the ways of the world, he's just too lazy to understand.

Although life here is poor, there are a group of disciples serving, so there is no worry about food and clothing.

"Can you cook noodles?" Zhui Yi said unhappily.

"I have the recipe for ramen!" The old man is a Hui from Gansu. This kind of thing is like Sichuan chili and Shandong soybean paste. Every family is taught by their parents. If you really want to talk about secret recipes, it really is a secret recipe.

"Can you manage accounts?"

"Are outsiders reliable?"

"Can you speak Cantonese?"

Zhui Yi asked three heart-wrenching questions.

"If you can take the three of them out, I can let them work in the store for your sake." Mr. Ma said proudly.

"Any explanation?" Zhui Yi's eyes flashed.

"This is a fortress. It's easy to get in but hard to get out, especially since she has a registration. It's not an ordinary person to take such a little beauty out, and her mother is Feng Jie. It's not that you can take her out just by paying money!" Mr. Ma said proudly.

"Your face is not okay?" Zhui Yi frowned.

"We are not related. Besides, I am an old antique. We have rules." Old Master Ma looked at Zhui Yi with a mocking face. He just looked down on this person. Although this kid is very talented and diligent in practicing martial arts, he is still working behind closed doors. How can it be of any use?

Of course, if this kid can officially join Baji Sect, then all these things will not be a problem. He is also a martial arts fanatic. Will anyone dare to post a post with him to compete?

"What rules?" Zhui Yi's eyes suddenly lit up. He understood what the old man meant.

"Pass five levels and kill six generals! Rules, there is no order without rules. Boy, if you want to live in this world, you must understand the rules. Unless you leave now and don't ask about worldly affairs, no one can do anything to you." Old Master Ma laughed.

"Thank you for your support, Master!" Zhui Yi immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Master Ma.

Just one thing, he is just a nominal disciple, not a member of Baji Sect, and his master is a thin line of sky.

"Girl, go call your family and tell them that someone wants to kill six generals." Grandpa Ma walked downstairs slowly with interest. Speaking of going downstairs, the last time he really went to the street was more than half a year ago, and he just took a walk. If you push it back, it can be calculated to be six or seven years ago.

5 minutes later, Ah Gui looked at the old man in fear. Why did the old man go downstairs today?

"Find A Lai!" Grandpa Ma said and sat on a stone pier downstairs.

Zhui Yi was sitting upstairs at this time. The so-called taking Meili out was nothing more than a coincidence. He knew that even if there was no girl like Meili, the old man would think of other ways to make him live.

In addition to the influence of the task of "survival", I am afraid that he would find something to do for him even if there was nothing.

Kung Fu is a killing technique in itself, and Bajiquan is the most powerful kind of fighting. If no one comes to practice, and no blood is seen, this Kung Fu is just a shelf.

Now, there is no condition to find a life-and-death fight. The world's war has stopped again, and Hong Kong is a place where good and bad people are mixed. In addition, this is a fortress, a no-man's land, so there are such conditions.

If Zhui Yi goes out without caring, Mr. Ma doesn't care. If he wants to regret it in the future, there will be no chance.

As for Zhui Yi, he doesn't care much. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

But he has just practiced kung fu and needs this kind of whetstone. It's just like the first time he came into contact with firearms. He won't give up until his wrist can't stand it.

Just like a child who got a new toy, Zhui Yi is very eager to try.

After finishing, Zhui Yi wore a traditional training suit and carried a suitcase and went downstairs. At this time, many people had gathered downstairs, all wanting to see the style of Mr. Ma. This is the leader of the Number Gang. Without him sitting in and teaching kung fu, how could the Number Gang expand so quickly.

"What do you mean, senior brother!" Zhui Yi asked Alai.

"According to the rules, you can fight with bare hands or weapons, um, traditional cold weapons, six groups of people, each with less than 30 people, five societies, and the sixth group is the people selected by various forces, or your enemies, etc. Those are the most difficult." Alai carefully looked at the junior brother who had lived upstairs for half a year.

Although he went to see other places, he was also very concerned about the things here. I heard from my younger brother that this guy only slept two hours a day and practiced martial arts every day. He would become a big boss at mealtime and let the girl serve tea and water.

"Where is Master Ma?" Zhui Yi turned his head and looked around.

"He went to take a shower!" Alai looked a little strange.

"Well, take a shower? Then you need to find a few more people to get brushes." Zhui Yi laughed.

Alai didn't dare to joke with his master, and pretended not to hear it. In fact, he did the same thing. It was useless to find the master who scrubbed his body. He directly found a few strong young men to help his master take a bath.

"When does it start?" Zhui Yi moved his hands and feet, and saw three women sitting restlessly by the wall.

This was an opportunity that Master Ma had given him, and he had to cherish it.

"12 o'clock midnight, go out before 4 o'clock in the morning." Alai said concisely.

"Walk from here?" Zhui Yi looked at the street.

"No, start from Yuelai Inn!" Alai said and looked at Zhui Yi with a tangled face. Half a year ago, Zhui Yi went out with a gun, but this time it was different.

"Okay, let's go directly to eat. Ask someone to put the table on the street and set it up. By the way, I remember who the big guy who broke his legs last time was. Can you contact him? Tell him that I will treat him to a meal. By the way, find a Sichuan chef." Zhui Yi said and took out 100 yuan and handed it over.

"Well, I'm trying to bring a message. My status is still useful in the sect, but I can't reach that person on the road." Alai said.

"Okay, say it, come or not." Zhui Yi didn't care. "Let's go and have dinner!"

Meili mother and daughter were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed with their small bags. At this time, they were afraid that they would be left behind.

When Alai brought Zhui Yi to the bottom of the restaurant, there was a round table with red cloth at the main entrance. Zhui Yi didn't hesitate and sat down casually, facing the main entrance. This position was not right or not.

"Sit down, don't be polite, we are just friends having dinner, Ah Gui, come and sit down!" Zhui Yi said with a smile, "Meili, bring your mother and your sister to sit down, brother Lai, sit down, don't be so serious, at worst I will give up, and then you have to ask someone to save me." Zhui Yi laughed.

On the way here, Alai had already told Zhui Yi some details.

There were no dishes on the table, but there were some melon seeds, peanuts, drinks and so on. Zhuiyi was interested in telling Alai about business, which was actually some services.

One of them was that the casino gave free water and towels to the guests.

"You guys in the underworld can't be stubborn, right? Why do you open a gambling house? To make money! If it's to make money, then if there's a place with good service and girls to watch, I'll definitely be willing to go there. You can put those girls in cheongsams, showing their arms, thighs, or cleavage, but not all of them, understand?"

"Then these gamblers will see, wow, they'll bet like crazy, and they'll switch girls to the place with more bets, they can't just watch for nothing, right..."

"You've seen Shanghai before... This place is a no-man's land, and you don't have to pay taxes. Whoever has money is the boss, the more money you have, the more power you have, whoever dares to come and cause trouble will be killed, right..."

"Stand a few strong men at the door, like Ah Gui, stand there, no tattoos, no fierce look, um, it's better to find a few fierce ones, who dares to make trouble?"

"What if there's trouble? We can't kill him, spank him!"

"Put up a pillar at the door, tie him up and spank him with a bamboo stick, it's embarrassing, after all, he will come back next time..."

"Speaking of the flesh trade, I'm really worried about your IQ, wouldn't it be better to pull all these young ladies into the gambling house to be dealers? Get some revealing clothes, and any customer who likes them can go to the box, that's their deal, then you don't have to force good women into prostitution, a lot of people who want to make money lying down will be eager to go to your place, then you can also hold a beauty pageant and select the best..."

"I don't understand the drug powder thing, and I don't want to understand it, but just based on these two items, have you ever thought about going out to live? If there is a history of drug powder, it will be difficult for you to clean it up, right? "

If it is said that people rely on clothes and Buddha relies on gold, Zhui Yi doesn't believe it now. Not everyone can rely on clothes, just like this gentleman now.

Ma Wangye

Wearing a Zhongshan suit, trousers, and a pair of leather shoes, Zhui Yi choked as soon as he took a sip of the drink.

His solid muscles held up the whole clothes, and he was about to tear them apart with a slight movement.

"Hey, the clothes that are too big are too long, and the clothes that are too small can't be worn at all, because I have to take a photo for my ID later, so..." A younger brother explained with sweat on his forehead.

"Master Ma, you will take a photo later, why are you wearing it now?" Zhui Yi asked curiously.

"Really!" Master Ma tore off the clothes directly, "Find me one later."