This hostage case that took place in Chinatown, which lasted less than half an hour, was almost over before the police came. It seems that this is true in any country, and the police will always wait until the matter is finished before they arrive at the scene.

When the police who received the police arrived here, they happened to see the people from the Daquan Gang checking the mobile phones and cameras of the onlookers. All photos of the incident must be deleted.

If you think this is a bit overbearing, you can also not delete it. The key is that members of the Daquan Gang will provide professional "intimate protection" for 24 hours. Even once you walk out of Chinatown, you will encounter unlucky things such as robbery or shooting.

People are not stupid these days. Whether it is locals or tourists, they all rationally chose to delete the matters about the Daquan Gang. They just need to know this, but the photos will never be taken away.

Looking at the police who appeared, before entering the crowd that had begun to disband, Long Aotian walked over and said calmly: "The matter here has been resolved, so don't bother you anymore. Fortunately, I will have someone to send you some tea money later."

The meaning of this is very direct, that is, I don’t want the police to intervene. Regarding Long Aotian’s slightly arrogant tone, the police led the team quickly said: “Okay, since Mr. Long said it’s okay, then we will leave first.”

After saying these words, he quickly took the policeman who arrived. Looking at this scene, tourists who wanted to keep the photos on the scene were not hesitant, and immediately deleted the photos in their cameras or mobile phones.

Even these policemen were sent to the leader of the man in black with one sentence. No one knew that it was indeed very unwise to provoke such underground gangs for a few photos.

The killers of the two three-person teams were quickly taken to the base of the Daquan Gang. The fate of waiting for their fate was that they were dismembered and thrown to the door of the three-person teams, or they were sunk into the sea or thrown into the wild.

In short, today these two killers slapped the Daquan Gang in the face and openly broke into Chinatown to cause trouble. If they could still survive, the Daquan Gang wouldn't have to stay around here. This is a face issue, and no one dares to do anything casually!

After handling the matter on the scene, Long Aotian and four gang members came to the teahouse where Han Ankang was resting again. After Han Ankang and others entered, the teahouse had already refused to enter other tourists.

When Long Aotian was dealing with the matter on the street, Han Ankang brought the girl hostage to the teahouse and asked the boss to send a pot of good tea. He smiled and said, "Try this excellent Huaxia Longjing, Shunshun. I'm afraid the previous incident will scare you, right?"

The girl knew that the man in front of her should be very powerful, and even seemed a little mysterious to her. Until now, she hadn't figured out why that vicious gunman suddenly couldn't move like a wooden man.

Hearing Han Ankang's inquiry, the girl said politely: "It's a bit like this for the first time. But I have to thank you for saving me just now!"

Thanks to the girl. Han Ankang waved his hand and said, "No, these two killers should be sent by others to kill me. And you should be implicated by me. Fortunately, you are safe now, and I can rest assured."

When facing the person who wanted to kill him, Han Ankang seemed to be more difficult to speak. When facing the person who was guilty, Han Ankang was relatively easy to speak. Although he saved the other party, he knew that the other party was suffering from the disaster.

Seeing Han Ankang not taking credit, he apologized to himself. The girl felt that the Chinese man seemed to be very demeanor and said with a smile: "You are a very mysterious boy. Can you tell me how you did it before and prevent the gunman from moving?"

Seeing the girl ask this question again, Han Ankang thought for a while and said, "I am just an ordinary man, and this mystery is a bit exaggerated. The reason why he can't move is because he hit my silver needle."

As he spoke, he stroked his hand and a few shiny silver needles appeared in his hand. In this scene, the girl seemed to have not even seen clearly, and then she found that several tiny silver needles appeared on the other party's hand.

Seeing the silver needle girl, she was even more curious: "Can such needles make a person unable to move? Are you a magician?"

magician!

Hearing the girl’s definition of her profession, Han Ankang smiled and said, “No, I am a doctor, a doctor with ancient Chinese medical skills. This type of needle can be used to save people or kill people.”

doctor?

The girl said this even more confused, but she said quickly: "What do you mean is that the gunman just now was controlled by your silver needle. But why did you stab the needle on him? I think you didn't seem to be close to his body!"

He was really a girl with a strong curiosity. Han Ankang didn't say anything more and shook his hand. A few silver needles were instantly stuck on the wooden pillar a few meters away from the two of them. This skill made the girl's mouth slightly open.

I even got up and checked it out. These tiny silver needles actually pierced into the wood. With her strength, it was even difficult to pull out a silver needle.

Suddenly thinking of something, the girl said, "Do you know the same kung fu as Bruce? Chinese Kung fu?"

Hearing this, Han Ankang said in confusion: "Who is Bruce? Is he good at this kind of kung fu?"

Seeing that Han Ankang seemed to not understand who Bruce was, the girl said in confusion: "Don't you watch movies? Bruce is your Chinese Kung Fu master, and many Chinese people know it."

Jiang Minghao, who really couldn't stand it, could only whisper: "Boss, she is talking about the deceased kung fu superstar Bruce Lee!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, Han Ankang had heard of Bruce Lee. He quickly said, "Is the Bruce you mentioned Bruce Lee?"

When the girl heard this, she immediately nodded and said, "Oh, I almost forgot that you all call him Bruce Lee in China. By the way, are you, Chinese Kung Fu like Bruce Lee?"

Seeing the girl's face full of excitement, Han Ankang smiled and said, "It's almost the same!"

In fact, he really wanted to say that Bruce Lee is a kung fu superstar, but the kung fu of the two is not the same concept at all. However, he didn't want to say that Han Ankang, who had been struggling for too long, also answered vaguely on this issue.

Looking at Han Ankang's answer, the girl suddenly said for some reason: "Do you know me?"

Han Ankang was stunned for a moment and said frankly: "I just met today, and I rarely pay attention to entertainment. I heard from my subordinates that you are a big Hollywood star and have starred in several very famous movies. Has it?"

When the girl heard this, she felt that the man really didn't know her. Logically speaking, the man in front of her should not be a few days older than her. But she had never heard of her name, which really made the girl a little disappointed.

Fortunately, she quickly adjusted her mood and said, "Then have you seen the Twilight movie?"

Han Ankang shook his head and said, "No, I rarely watch movies. Is the movie you mentioned starring you?"

Jiang Minghao, who was standing aside, looked at the boss showing his idiots in entertainment, and couldn't stand it. He tilted his head to the side, not wanting to watch the conversation like the two of them, which seemed like a child.

Han Ankang's answer made the girl feel distressed, but she quickly smiled and said, "It seems that you really have a very unique boy I have seen. Then I will introduce myself. My name is Christine Jermes Stewart."

After hearing these series of names, Han Ankang heard it clearly, he said in a little confusedly: "Hello, your name is a bit long. My name is Han Ankang, you can call me Han!"

Han Ankang really can't remember the names of foreigners. In fact, the girl in front of him is very pleasing to the eye. But without today's things, Han Ankang wouldn't have too much social interaction with her.

To Han Ankang's straightforwardness, the girl quickly laughed and said, "Hello, Han! You can call me Stewart!"

After a brief introduction to the two, they chatted again. At this moment, Long Aotian, who had handled the matter, quickly took people into the teahouse.

However, when they were going upstairs, the bodyguards asked Long Aotian to wait for a moment. They sent someone to inform them, and in the end they were only allowed to go up alone. This made the four large circle members of the gang following Long Aotian looked at the bodyguards with no anger.

If Long Aotian had not explained that these members of the big circle gang would have let these bodyguards treat Long Aotian like this. You should know that the reputation of the Nine-patterned Dragon Prince is very famous in the underground world of Meilijian.

Only Long Aotian knew that Han Ankang had an unusual identity. If he was lazy, even the Long family might not be able to get it. His previous skills as a powerful person as a congenital force did shock Long Aotian.

After arriving at the teahouse, Long Aotian said with a warrior etiquette: "Senior, the matter has been handled properly. No photo will be spread about what happened today. However, the news of Miss Stewart's kidnapped will be spread even more."

Han Ankang frowned slightly and said to the girl next to him: "Does this matter affect you?"

Stewart smiled and said, "It's okay. As long as there are no photos, there will not be too many people who believe it based on text news. As long as I don't admit it, the news will still be suppressed."

Seeing that the other party was not worried, Han Ankang didn't say much, and raised his hand and said, "Okay, then sit down and have a cup of tea together! I know what you want to ask, I can only tell you that I am different from the person you imagined.

Although I have heard some things about warriors, your level is too low. However, you are the first person I have ever seen to cultivate the true qi of the inner family. Is your kung fu inherited from the family or from the master?”

Yes, Han Ankang had previously discovered that there was actually internal energy in Long Aotian's body. He had heard of this kind of internal true energy from Hong Jingbao, but this was the first time he had seen it.
Chapter completed!