Zhao Shanhai rely on the Nine Dragons Walled City is a piece of extrajudicial land, perennial led the men engaged in receiving money for people to kill and set fire to the hook, dry after shrinking back to the Walled City, like a fish into the sea, can not be punished at all.
Over the years, Zhao Shanhai netted a lot of stray Hong Kong City, with skills and desperate "talent", relying on these outlaws to help him do all the children and grandchildren of the evil deeds, simply played a gold sign.
And Lin Zhaoming is a ranked rich businessman in Hong Kong, it is normal for someone to want his life and find Zhao Shanhai. With Lin Zhaoming's wealth, this vote will not be cheap, plus as a wealthy businessman, usually have bodyguards to follow him in and out, assassinate him is by no means an easy task. Unless Zhao Shanhai was out of his mind, he would not find an inexperienced four-nine boy to do this.
Obviously, Zhao Shanhai had succeeded in committing evil for so many years that the possibility of his brain suddenly going into the water was slim to none. Then there was only one possibility, Chen Canaan was merely sent to confuse the public and serve as cannon fodder for the real killer.
It's just that in the original book, he surprisingly succeeded in one fell swoop ahead of the proper assassin and was neither caught nor left with any evidence. It's no wonder that after he did this job, he was promoted to the Red Stick of the society.
Jovian thought, and then looked across the room at the youth who was feasting on the food.
The young man was eating happily, oblivious to everything around him, and seemed to have completely forgotten what he was doing on this trip, which was not the appearance of a killer.
Qiao Wen felt secretly amused, and realized with hindsight that although he relied on his original body's memories, he could recognize Chen Canaan at a glance. But it was also the fact that Chen Canaan was too familiar in the original body's memories, and his looks had nothing to do with beauty or ugliness, as if he was a unique and abstract existence.
And at this time Chen Canaan wearing a duck tongue hat, mouth around the paste quite thick beard, call people to his original face look not too accurate. But also can see the eyebrows and eyes thick black, nose straight, think born is not bad.
Chen Canaan quickly sensed his gawking and looked up strangely and asked, "Xiao Qiao, what are you always looking at me for?"
Qiao Wen laughed and said, "Howie said you give me to raise money for medication, to raise money for medication to stick beard disguise?"
Chen Canaan's heart was weak and cleared his throat, "Aren't I going to find someone to borrow it? Stick a little beard to look more mature and stable." Said, as if suddenly remembered something, "We are not a few neighbors after leaving the fortress, outside the money earned it, I thought always have some friendship, however, my words have not yet said out, a few people first bitter face shouting poor, really angry with me."
Speaking of this, he was almost righteously indignant; two days before he had run out to borrow money from those old neighbors who had heard of his fortune, but had met with a rebuff.
When they were in the Walled City tenement, how good was their relationship, but now when they see him, they can't wait to take a detour.
He gritted his teeth and said, "When I'm rich later, I'll use banknotes to ruthlessly slap their faces."
Joe Man laughed and asked, "How do you plan to get rich? Become a lousy gambler and sell white flour?"
Chen Canaan was a bit weak at this blockage, not daring to look at his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not laughing, only wanting to cover his face, he picked up a roasted wheat and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering in a low voice, "I won't be a lousy kid for the rest of my life."
Jovian says mentally that you really won't be a lousy kid for the rest of your life, because you're the one who had the skills to be the boss and then get shot randomly.
He thought for a moment and said, "Nan, I'm physically fine, so you don't need to get any more money, and when I get better again, I'll get a job."
Chen Canaan looked up at him and said, "It's better to take your time about finding a job. I've asked around, even going to an office as a clerk is hard work, don't force yourself if your body can't handle it."
Jovian said, "I have a point."
Said and slowly eat up, he ate slowly, Chen Canaan chewed a pass, in order to follow his pace, also slow down the speed. See although he is still as slow as usual, but eat a portion is not small, simply rare, and is surprised and delighted, a closer look at his pale face, in the food moisturized, clearly a few more points of color.
Chen Canaan was happy in his heart, he only felt that today's Qiao Wen, seemed to be a bit different from his usual days, as to where he was different, he couldn't tell, but it was a good thing anyway. So he couldn't help but grin, and didn't forget to give him his favorite snacks in his bowl.
Qiao Wen originally wanted to eat more, but really he had the intention that this body was powerless. Adding to that, he was afraid of staying at the teahouse for too long and having a change of heart, so he planned to take advantage of that killer before he made his move and pulled Chen Canaan to leave first.
He put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "Brother Nan, I'm full, let's go back."
"OK." Chen Canaan beckoned the waitress to settle the bill, because there were too many points, he rummaged around in his pants pocket, plus Qiao Wen's remaining few dollars, just barely enough to make up for this evening tea.
Poor, the two kids are really poor.
Qiao Wen got up, but just as he stood, there was a wave of dizziness, fortunately Chen Canaan was quick to help him, and complained in his ear: "You said you can just get off the ground, why did you run out so far by yourself? Luckily you met me, otherwise you would have collapsed by the side of the road and no one would have cared about you."
Qiaowen took two deep breaths before the dizziness slowed down slightly.
This body is truly awful.
He waved his hand, "I'm fine, Nan."
As he spoke, his afterglow caught a glimpse of the assassin not far away and moved slightly. He subconsciously turned his head, and as expected, the door to the elegant room where Lin Zhaoming is located opened from the inside, and first his bodyguard, who is tall and big and has extraordinary skills at a glance, came out, his eyes surveyed all around, and respectfully stood in front of the door, followed by Lin Zhaoming.
Following him was Lin Zi Hui, "Abba, then you go to the restroom, I'll go make you another pot of Biluochun."
"Uh-huh." Lin Zhaoming lovingly patted his son's shoulder and turned towards the restroom at the end of the left corridor.
Chen Canaan naturally also saw Lin Zhaoming, he lightly looked at the back of the person, secretly thought, that would have been the target of his own tonight, counting on his good fortune to avoid a robbery today.
He curled his lower lip, and then didn't withdraw his gaze, no longer caring.
Meanwhile, the assassin sitting in the elegant seat had risen to his feet.
Chen Canaan was ignorant of this and helped Qiao Wen prepare to walk towards the stairway, while his heart couldn't help but thump when he saw the killer gradually approaching.
He told himself the plot had changed because of him and to get out of this place of wrongdoing.
However, just as the killer brushed past the two men, he accidentally bumped into Chen Canaan, who was walking out. The man apparently didn't care about this small matter and continued on without looking back.
Chen Canaan, on the other hand, said angrily, "No eyes?"
His voice was not small, drawing the eyes of several people next to him.
The killer turned around at the sound, a pair of black eyes looking coldly towards him. Those falcon-like eyes were permeated with a ferocious murderous aura that made people unconsciously chilled.
If it were anyone else, they would know that they were not good people when they saw this look. However, I don't know if Chen Canaan was born with a missing string, or if he was used to being bold.
The glance that the killer looked over was directly taken as a provocation by him, and he snorted with his chin up, "Yo, still quite cross!"
Killer slightly narrowed his eyes, did not respond, turned around to leave again. How do you know that only just took a step, Chen Canaan actually stepped forward to catch his wrist: "Hey, have not yet apologized."
Jovian just felt bad and tried to pull the bastard back.
It was just that the killer moved even faster, almost instinctively flinging his hand with such force that it threw the unsuspecting Chen Canaan into a stumbling position, just in time to crash into Qiao Wen at his side.
Qiao Wen's body that collapsed when the wind blew, how could it withstand this collision, although it was held by Chen Canaan's quick eyes and hands, his waist still hit the corner of the table.
He is now this body skin like tender tofu as delicate, just this gently knock, will feel a burst of heart pain, can not help but stifle grunts, tears are almost soaring out.
When Chen Canaan heard the groan, he instantly cursed at the assassin who had dumped the man and left, "Fuck!"
He had originally intended to just say a few words and leave it at that, not wanting to cause trouble, but when he bumped into Qiaowen, who was only just getting better, it was a different story.
"Nan-" Jovian tried to stop but it was too late.
Chen Canaan had already let go of him and lunged towards the killer in front of him.
The killer's reaction was naturally extraordinary, sensing that someone was coming, his body sidestepped, and he avoided his attack.
Chen Canaan missed a blow and quickly folded his body, once again throwing a punch and swinging it towards the person's face, sweeping his feet in a smooth motion.
The man avoided the face but not the bottom of the leg.
In the original book, the villain Chen Canaan was born by his fists, he learned Duan's Eight Extremes, naturally good at fighting. He learned Duan's Baji and was naturally good at it, but Qiao Wen was always in charge of him, and it would not be a good thing if he was too obvious in a place like Kowloon Walled City, so he relied on a set of Wang Baji to fight, and he never showed his real skills to anyone. This is also the reason why in the Wo Hing Society as two years of four nine children, has not yet risen to the occasion.
But at the moment, people are outside, he naturally does not need to hide, and comes up with two tough moves.
This assassin had no intention of paying him any attention, but he was so furious that he was almost kicked over by this kick that he stood firm and viciously pounced on the other party.
Because of the surrounding tables and chairs, the two people thundered and fought scaled back, only to keep hitting the tables and chairs next to them clanging, scaring a room full of guests screaming and leaping downstairs.
The waiter of the tea room saw this battle, and did not dare to go forward, panicked to call the police.
Such a big commotion, naturally also startled Lin Zhaoming and the bodyguard who were walking to the end of the corridor. The bodyguard was obviously experienced, looked back over, his face suddenly alert, and pushed Lin Zhaoming in front of him, towards the side of the house, "Mr. Lin, quickly enter the house!"
Killer saw the situation, knew that he was exposed, no longer read the war, will Chen Canaan a throw away, from the waist to draw a Mitsubishi military spikes, from the overturned to the seat of the yatzas leaped in the air, flying speed towards the front to run.
Chen Canaan fought out a fire and returned to Qiao Wen angrily, asking, "Xiao Qiao, are you alright?"
Qiao Wen covered the sore spot on his waist and shook his head, "It's fine, let's get going."
However, Chen Canaan glanced at the corridor, but suddenly drew a short knife from his waist and gritted his teeth, "Wait for me."
On the other end, the assassin had already confronted Lin Zhaoming's bodyguard, and the military spikes in his hands were all life-threatening moves.
Up to this point, Chen Canaan did not realize that the man who bumped into him, like himself, was a killer sent by Zhao Shanhai. Seeing that he had just bumped into himself without apologizing, and now he was still holding a thorn in his side to commit murder in the teahouse, it was obvious that he was a vicious person, and a righteousness arose in his heart.
He let go of Jovian and stormed over.
Lin Zhaoming's tall bodyguard had already suffered several injuries and lost the upper hand, seeing that the killer was going to unscrew the door next to him and rush in to take Lin Zhaoming's life. However, because of Chen Canaan's sudden joining, blocked the killer's movements, no matter how not let him break into the house, two against one situation quickly reversed.
Just as the stalemate was over, the sound of a police car rang out from downstairs.
The killer swung his hand maniacally and slashed hard twice, turned quickly, ran to a side window, broke it with a bang and jumped down the stairs to escape.
Chen Canaan wanted to chase after him, but was pulled back by the bodyguard, "Little brother, don't chase after him." Another knock on the door next to him, "Mr. Lin, it's okay."
The door to the room opened and Lin Zhaoming, who was leaning on his cane, came out from inside, "Zheng, where's the killer?"
The bloodied bodyguard gasped back, "Already escaped." He also raised his chin towards Chen Canaan, "This killer came from somewhere, his hands are too fierce, if it wasn't for this little brother's help, relying on me alone, I'm afraid I'd have to come up with something big."
Lin Zhaoming sniffed and looked at Chen Canaan, revealing a clean expression, pulling out a business card from his pocket and handing it to him, speaking solemnly, "Many thanks, little brother, this is my card, for saving my life today, Lin will definitely thank him profusely."
As the killer fled, Chen Canaan's fire also dropped, and at this time, looking at the man in front of him whose temples were graying, he finally reacted to what he had just done.
He took the card sardonically, half speechless.
"Abba!" The terrified Lin Zi Hui ran over from nowhere and grabbed Lin Zhaoming's arm tightly.
Lin Zhaoming waved his hand, "Abba is fine."
Lin Zihui's heart palpitated as he asked, "How could someone want to kill you?"
Lin Zhaoming was calm and said with a smile, "Every day someone tries to kill your Abba."
While the father and son were telling each other of their concern, Chen Canaan had already wiped his feet and slipped over to Qiao Wen, who was waiting for him at the same spot, and pulled up his hand, "Xiao Qiao, I may have gotten into trouble, let's go first."
Originally wanted to pull Qiaowen to run downstairs, but reacted to the other party this body can not run at all, simply a short body will be his back up, while the tea room is still in the chaos, quickly leaped downstairs.
Leaped to the outside of the gate, looked around, see the entrance is chaotic, no one pay attention to the two of them, and hurriedly back a smoke drilled into the night.
Jovian, who was lying on his back, sighed darkly as he snapped back from the confusion he had just experienced.
The plot changed really thoroughly enough, not only did this guy not become a murderer, but he stopped the real killer and became Lin Zhaoming's savior.
Indeed, it is intruding.
Zhao Shanhai should have blown his dog's head off.