Chapter Thirty-Nine: Not A Fruitless Journey

  "Zhang Gege, you're so amazing!" Cui Xiaoli exclaimed, tugging on Zhang Hang's arm with a look of adoration and a playful smile.

  "No, they're too weak!" Zhang Hang humbly said.

  "Teach me!" Cui Xiaoli gazed at Zhang Hang with her enchanting and charming eyes, full of various emotions.

  No way! Zhang Hang was suddenly at a loss, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

  "This, this... oh! This isn't suitable for girls to learn! Really!"

  "Older brother, if you're not willing to teach then don't deceive others! I think it's good for girls to learn some martial arts for self-defense, and you can't always be by her side to protect her!" Chu Lian saw Xiao Li's enchanting expression and said foolishly: "Xiao Li, he won't teach you, I'll teach! How about that?"

  "Teach you a lesson! Do you have the time?"; Zhang Hang glanced at Chu Lin: "If you really want to learn, then worship Captain Pang as your master!"

  "Alright! Captain Pang is also very formidable, I'm afraid he won't easily take me down!" Cui Xiaoli said.

  "Don't worry about this!"; Zhang Hang turned his head and looked at Pang Yunfei: "Pang team, they are a few troubles for you to take care of, I'm afraid that Tang Yun will come again to make trouble for them! Also, if you have time, teach Xiaoli some defensive moves, so she can have some self-defense skills!"

  "Alright, no problem!" Pang Yunfei readily agreed.

  "Thank you Captain Pang, thank you Big Brother Zhang!"

  The words had barely fallen when the police cars, which had been approaching from a distance, arrived with a screech.

  "Who reported it? What's going on?" a police officer asked as he got out of the car.

  "It's me!" A passerby answered loudly and walked to the police car: "It's me! Just now, a large group of people surrounded five people and beat them up, with as many as 70 or 80 people."

  The officer asked, his eyes quickly scanning the surrounding area without finding anything suspicious, let alone 70 or 80 people: "Thanks for your enthusiasm, citizen! But don't try to fool me, making a false report not only wastes Hong Kong taxpayers' money but also carries legal consequences!"

  "No way! I absolutely did not make a false report! The five of them are still here, don't believe me? You can ask them!" The enthusiastic citizen pointed at Zhang Hang and the other four.

  "Is that so? Then where did those 70 or 80 people go? I didn't see a single one! Don't tell me it's just these onlookers, I don't believe it!"

  "Right! To bluff, you have to come up with a believable bluff, or else you won't even convince yourself!" Another police officer got out of the police car.

  Those 70-80 people were all chased away by them!

  "Haha, is that so! Do you think they are Superman who can take on the inside and outside at the same time? Five people chased away 70 or 80 people, who would believe that? Such nonsense can be made up?"

  "That's not necessarily true! Maybe the other side is seven or eight kindergarten kids. Hahaha!"

  "Right, it's possible! But where did these seven or eight little friends go? Why can't I see them?"

  "Alright, looks like you're coming with us!" one of the two police officers said after a brief consultation.

  "I'm telling you, officer, why don't you go ask the person involved before making a decision so easily!" A concerned citizen sighed: "Is this how your police department handles things?"

  "Yes, and without even asking the parties involved, they immediately concluded that someone else made a false report. It's really chilling!" A bystander next to him said: "Usually it sounds good to say that the police and the people are one family."

  "Five people beat up seven or eight people, and they themselves didn't even get hurt!" Despite having a million doubts in his mind, he went through the motions and said: "Alright, since that's how it is, let's ask some questions then. Don't want to hurt this enthusiastic citizen's feelings. If you're really making a false report, I'm not afraid of you running away."

  "It's true! I can prove that what this enthusiastic citizen said is all true. However, since the other party has already left and no one was hurt here, let's just forget about it. You guys go deal with other things!" Pang Yunfei turned his head to say to one of the police officers.

  "It's you, Pang!" a police officer exclaimed.

  Pong Wan-fei is an idol of Hong Kong police officers. Generally, ordinary police officers rarely get to see him in person.

  "It's me! They're my friends, those people have been driven away, it's all right, you guys go ahead and take care of your business!"

  Pang Yunfei called out to Zhang Hang: "Brother Zhang, let's continue!"

  Zhang Hang and his group slowly entered the club, continuing to sing K songs, go to work, leaving behind a few stunned police officers staring blankly on the spot.

  It's true after all! Five people against seventy or eighty, and they won completely!

  "I didn't deceive you, did I? Ah! Seventy or eighty big men, all knocked down by those five people in less than ten minutes. The scene was so stirring that it made one's blood boil!" The enthusiastic citizen began his vivid description...

  Zhao Zilong was supported to go to the men's street, today his mood is particularly good, in Zhang Hang's impression, this is the first time Zhao Zilong got drunk in four years.

  Along the way, Pang Yunfei began to introduce everyone: "Men's Street is a unique 'common people's night club' in Hong Kong. There are all kinds of goods, including clothing and accessories with strong Hong Kong characteristics, electronics, toys, lighters, men's clothing and ties, luggage, watches, imitation antique art pieces, handicrafts from various countries. On both sides of the street, there are also many foreign-clothed stores that make cheap jeans and suits. You can also taste traditional Hong Kong cuisine there. Now it's evening, so there are still many stalls on the side of the road for fortune-telling and face-reading, as well as performances by opera singers and artists.

  Wow! It's really got the Hong Kong style! Feeling a business atmosphere that is completely different from mainland China, and seeing goods with a unique Hong Kong flavor, the members of the motorcade rushed forward, their speed not one bit slower than a 100-meter dash, starting a crazy shopping spree.

  Nowadays, shop owners are very welcoming to customers using RMB, especially those from the mainland. They buy things like crazy, as if goods were free, often buying in bulk, and only stopping when their hands can't carry any more.

  Before long, each team member's hands were full of things. Zhao Zilong was now also slightly sober and could barely walk and shop independently.

  Zhang Hang bought a suitcase and a lady's handbag, also buying a lighter, two ties, a Brazilian handicraft and a Swiss watch. He stuffed these things into the suitcase and walked forward with ease.

  Lighters, men's clothing and watches and ties are the most popular among them, which is not what the team members are holding in their hands.

  "It's really delicious, it's the taste of stinky tofu with deep-fried flavor!"

  After walking for so long, everyone felt a little hungry. Suddenly someone shouted: "Look, it's just ahead, brothers let's go!"

  In an instant, they surrounded the boss, making it impossible for water to pass through, and other customers couldn't squeeze in.

  The boss initially thought he had encountered a robbery, and was puzzled: what could be robbed from this small stall? I'm not a big boss, no power, no money! Could it be revenge? Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat.

  But when he looked up and saw the eyes of this group of people, he smiled. He knew that today's stinky tofu would be sold out, and he could go home early!

  As expected, they wolfed down the remaining stinky tofu in a flash, with an expression that seemed to say they were still unsatisfied.

  "Boss, really nothing left?" Chu Yuan asked reluctantly.

  "It's really gone, if it were you, wouldn't you take advantage of the business opportunity?" The boss said with a smile.

  "What a pity! Can't enjoy it fully. The taste is even better than what we have inland!" He Lian Guang said in Mandarin.

  "It turns out that you are from the mainland, and this stinky fried tofu was originally introduced to Hong Kong from the mainland. Because there are many tourists in Hong Kong, after being polished by us Hongkongers, the taste has surpassed yours on the mainland. If you want to have a satisfying meal, I recommend going to the restaurant across the street to try the famous Hong Kong dishes fish ball noodles and bowl-cut chicken wings, it will be worth your while."

  Zhang Hang's eyes glared fiercely at He Lian Guang, then turned his head to thank the boss and led the crowd away.

  He Lian Guang stuck out his tongue: "Wow, a street vendor boss can actually understand Mandarin!"

  It's all because He Lian Guang is ignorant, in his mind he still thinks that since Hong Kong was ruled by the UK for so many years, everyone must speak English. In fact, Hong Kong has always belonged to China, it's normal for those older uncles and aunts to speak Mandarin, besides, Hong Kong has already returned to China, the popularity of Mandarin is naturally very high.

  "Sorry, stinky tofu is sold out, come back tomorrow, come back tomorrow!" The boss's voice came from behind.

  Half an hour later, Zhang Hang and his group were strolling forward while praising the delicious snacks they had just eaten when suddenly someone behind them recited a poem.

  "Life's misfortunes and blessings are unpredictable, knowing the future in advance, turning disasters into blessings, making life perfect!"

  Zhang Hang stopped in his tracks and turned back to look. Under the bright lights, an old man wearing sunglasses was sitting by a flower bed. At the old man's feet was a Ba Gua diagram with eight large characters that read: "Xie Shi Reborn, Divine Fortune Telling".

  The old man's voice was hoarse and unpredictable: "Blind fortune-telling, heart knows clearly. I test characters, apart from money, it's about helping others point out the way, turning bad luck into good luck, avoiding disasters."

  Meeting Zhang Hang's gaze, his tone changed: "Sir, born with double pupils, divine light inward, majestic and proud, must be a dragon or phoenix among men! As I expected, sir will surely have a great victory recently."

  "Oh! How can you tell?"; Zhang Hang became interested.

  "It's not worth mentioning, but when people are happy, they're in high spirits. It's just a matter of observing their words and expressions to make a judgment. As the saying goes, 'when you meet, it's fate.' I'll take the liberty of doing a divination for you, sir. Please write a character!"

  Zhang Hang thought for a moment and wrote down a big character: "Hang".

  "Chuan, a metaphor for riding the wind and waves, bravely advancing forward, wherever it goes, it will be a great auspice. However, water can carry a boat but also capsize it, as the ancient saying goes, 'one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers', which means good fortune and bad fortune come together, this calamity may not occur, or once it occurs, it cannot be stopped, a sign of great disaster. Kang, a metaphor for unyielding and struggling. This is a great auspice with great benefits."

  The old man nodded repeatedly: "Sir's fate is the only one I've seen in my life!"

  "So is it good or bad? Is it auspicious or ominous? You'd better give a clear answer, don't let people be confused." Chu Shi called out from the side.

  "Whether it's good fortune or bad, bad luck can't be avoided. This gentleman has had a tumultuous life and although he will encounter great difficulties in the future, he is blessed with a heavenly aura and will eventually turn his misfortunes into blessings. In the end, he will overcome adversity and find good fortune! Sir, just follow your own path, everything will unfold naturally, don't force it!"

  "Thank you for your candor, old man." Zhang Hang pulled out some renminbi from his pocket: "This is..."

  "Sir, you have a commanding presence, take back your money, this reading is on the house!" The old man waved his hand to stop Zhang Hang's action.

  "Then thank you, old man, may we meet again someday if fate permits it!" Zhang Hang knew that the old man was a straightforward person who kept his promises, so he didn't insist and turned to leave after finishing speaking.

  The next day, Zhang Hang and his team returned to the base with big bags and small bags. The Hong Kong specialties and some delicious food bought by Jin Hui were snapped up, and Zhang Hang presented the gift he had bought for Ouyang Qiushui at the first time, having learned a lesson from Xiaobai last time, now he didn't dare to be slack in the slightest.

  This lady's handbag is the latest style, not available on the mainland, Ouyang Qiushi has only seen it online, and she excitedly gave Zhang Hang several kisses as a reward.

  Zhang Hang took advantage of his victory and rushed back home to see his parents, discussing their marriage. As expected, Ouyang Qiushui's face turned red as she bashfully agreed.

  It seems that this set of tricks to deceive women is effective every time.

  Not to be outdone, brothers Situ Jian and Situ Gang also followed their leader Zhang Hang's lead, using the chaff shells to successfully subdue Liu Jie and Zhao Ping, and together with Zhang Hang submitted an application report to Deng Xiao.

  It was truly worth the trip! This is the common aspiration of Zhang Hang and Situ brothers.