Chapter 1 The News

"In the 9819th year of Kaiyuan, January 9th, 9:13 AM, Xuanjing time, Mulongcheng, a wealthy businessman from the Empire of the Setting Sun, updated his status, seemingly intending to visit Xuan recently..."

This news was mixed with other news such as "The Golden Eagle Country Suffers Another Terrorist Attack," "The Mexican Government Releases Drug Lord's Son to Protect the People," and "Thai Judge Commits Suicide on the Spot After Reading the Verdict," making it seem unremarkable.

However, An Qisheng still saw this "unremarkable" news at a glance.

"Mulongcheng..."

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed.

The great leader of the Beggar Dao Society is actually coming to Da Xuan?

What does he want to do?

After the attack on the martial arts hall, he had collected information about this leader of the Beggar Dao Society.

The information online was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and there was no news about the Beggar Dao Society at all, but there was a lot of news about Mulongcheng.

This great leader of the Beggar Dao Society was said to have been a great merchant in Da Xuan. Thirty years ago, he moved to the Empire of the Setting Sun, and his investments were all over the Empire of the Setting Sun. Some people jokingly called him Mu Half-Country.

Although it was a joke, it showed how powerful he was.

If he visits Xuan openly, even the General Martial Arts Hall has no reason to stop him.

"The visitor is not kind..."

An Qisheng sighed, closed his computer, and didn't worry too much.

Da Xuan, as one of the world's two poles, even the Empire of the Setting Sun did not dare to act presumptuously. A Mu Half-Country was a big shot to him now, but insignificant to Da Xuan.

Such a big shot could not possibly be coming to make trouble for him, right?

Beep~

On the lit screen, Li Yan's phone call came.

"Why did Senior Li think of calling me?"

An Qisheng picked up the phone.

Li Yan's voice came: "Student An, just now, I got news that someone is coming to rescue Zhao Huangsan, you have to be careful..."

"Zhao Huangsan?"

An Qisheng frowned, unable to remember who this person was.

"...It's the person you crippled. This morning, someone came to rescue him. Although Zhao Huangsan was killed on the spot, the person who rescued him escaped with injuries."

On the other end of the phone, Li Yan was a little apologetic.

"It's him..."

Only then did An Qisheng remember that when he was hospitalized, the young man was taken away by the people from the General Martial Arts Hall.

Unexpectedly, he died in Modu.

"We were careless..."

Li Yan sighed, seemingly tired: "The truth of this matter is hard to explain in a few words..."

"Anjin martial artists shouldn't be considered important figures in the Beggar Dao Society, right? Why would anyone go to save him? Don't tell me the Beggar Dao Society has a tradition of not abandoning and not giving up?"

An Qisheng's tone was a little unhappy.

He didn't care about the life or death of Zhao Huangsan, who was crippled by him, but someone went to save him, which meant that this guy had a backer.

This was very troublesome.

"Zhao Huangsan only has Anjin-level boxing skills and is a native of Xing City. In theory, he is not qualified to join the Beggar Dao Society..."

Li Yan didn't hide anything and told everything he knew:

"Zhao Huangsan has an older brother named Zhao Huangtian. He was abducted by human traffickers when he was a child. Somehow, he actually joined the Beggar Dao Society. This time, Huang Tinghao came to Da Xuan and was originally going to take him along the way.

The one who came to save him this time should be Zhao Huangtian... Now the enforcement team is tracking his whereabouts..."

"But don't worry, not many people know that you injured Zhao Huangsan, and the surveillance video has been deleted long ago. He may not come to you..."

"I know..."

An Qisheng was a little speechless, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, he couldn't expect that every enemy he encountered would be an orphan. Most people have friends and family.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as cutting grass and eliminating roots.

Li Yan apologized again:

"I'm really sorry, this matter is our negligence. I will find someone to protect you..."

"No need."

An Qisheng said indifferently and hung up the phone.

He knew that Li Yan was not to blame for this matter. Even if Zhao Huangsan was not brought to Modu, someone would come to Xing City to save him.

"I need to speed up my boxing practice..."

An Qisheng put down his phone, but he didn't feel fear in his heart. Instead, he felt a faint expectation.

In the past ten days, although his injury had not healed, his body had gradually recovered.

With the medicinal cuisine from the training camp and Wang Honglin's Baodan (embracing the elixir) insights, once he could practice boxing, his progress would definitely be rapid.

By then, even if Zhao Huangtian came, it wouldn't be a problem.

Click~

At this time, the door was pushed open, and An Jianzhong walked in carrying large and small bags:

"I bought the things!"

.......

In the Modu General Martial Arts Hall, Li Yan had not yet put down his phone when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Wang An rushed in in a hurry:

"Did you catch that guy?"

"No."

Li Yan put down his phone, feeling a headache: "That Zhao Huangtian is probably already at the Huajin (transformation realm), and more than twenty enforcement team members couldn't stop him. He escaped."

Wang An looked depressed: "I just told my old man that I found Bajiquan (Eight Extremes Fist). If something happens to An Qisheng, where am I going to find Bajiquan?"

"There are enforcement team members at the airport and train station. He can't escape Modu!"

Li Yan glanced at Wang An:

"Even if he manages to escape, he doesn't know that his brother was caught by An Qisheng. What are you worried about?"

"Just in case, just in case, don't you understand?"

Wang An walked back and forth in the room, feeling uneasy: "Otherwise, I'll go to Xing City to protect him!"

"Come on! An Qisheng's boxing skills are ten times better than yours. Unless you go with a gun, you can't say for sure who will protect whom."

Li Yan rolled his eyes.

Neither he nor Wang An liked practicing boxing very much. Although their marksmanship was good, they were not law enforcement officers, and they were not qualified to carry guns before joining the army.

Without guns, they could certainly deal with ordinary people, but facing Huajin masters, they would be courting death.

"Then what do you say? Anyway, Bajiquan cannot be lost. My grandpa is getting old. If he misses this time, I'm afraid there's no hope of waiting for the next time."

Wang An sat down on the sofa.

"You and I can't do it, but someone else can."

Li Yan glanced at Wang An.

Wang An's heart moved: "You mean, your eldest sister?"

"Get out!"

Li Yan jumped up: "I'm talking about your second sister!"

"My second sister?"

Wang An also jumped up, looking anxious: "How dare I boss around that female tyrant?"

"For Bajiquan, you can only give it a try."

Li Yan held back his laughter.

Wang An's second sister was a well-known violent person. Wang An hated martial arts, mostly because of his second sister.

"No, absolutely not."

When Bajiquan was mentioned, Wang An shook his head like a rattle: "If my second sister knows that An Qisheng knows Bajiquan, what will happen to me? I would rather go myself than let her go!"

"Then it's up to you."

Li Yan shrugged, indicating that he didn't care.

Wang An gritted his teeth:

"I think that the law enforcement officers in my great Modu are all elites among elites. How can a mere Zhao Huangtian escape their grasp?"