Chapter 71

"Mary, please ask Mr. Wang Siku to come in!"

Wang Zhong called out from the inner room.

"Sure, boss!"

Mary responded softly.

Both were very restrained, and everything in the studio looked the same as before. However, Wang Zhong and Mary both knew that an unusual sentiment was brewing between them.

"Mr. Wang, hello, nice to see you!"

Wang Siku was still wearing a light blue suit, exuding not only feminine grace but also a sense of efficiency.

"Mr. Wang, please sit down and try my coffee, it's genuine civet coffee!"

Wang Zhong smiled and gestured for Wang Siku to taste it. These civet coffees were treasures from Sir Youde, top-notch in both appearance and aroma.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang!"

Wang Siku took a sip of the coffee and smiled.

"Really good!"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku's smile.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang!"

"Mr. Wang, do I have some good news coming soon?"

Wang Siku looked at Wang Zhong in surprise, asking with some anticipation.

"Mr. Wang's words are known to be very accurate!"

"No!"

Wang Zhong gave Wang Siku a blank look, somewhat speechless. He then said jokingly:

"I'm congratulating you on getting over your heartbreak. With your excellent conditions, one Luo Ba falls, and a thousand more will rise!"

"Don't, a thousand Luo Bas would exhaust me just cooking for them!"

Wang Siku's eyes twinkled as she joked back.

"You can actually make jokes!"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku's radiant smile, somewhat surprised.

"Or what? Do you think I'm cold and distant in your eyes?"

Wang Siku looked at Wang Zhong, somewhat speechless.

"No, even colder, from head to toe, we call you Ice Beauty!"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku's slightly angry expression and laughed.

"You!"

Wang Siku pointed at Wang Zhong, looking frustrated.

"Mr. Wang, don't mind, I was just joking with you."

Wang Zhong's face showed a happy expression.

"Thank you!"

Wang Siku smiled at Wang Zhong.

"Now, I really feel much better!"

Wang Siku looked at Wang Zhong and said earnestly.

"By the way, this is the check from the Macau Casino, 130 million, all legal procedures are followed!"

Wang Siku took out an encrypted check from her handbag, which read 130 million in traditional Chinese characters!

"Are you a girl to dare carry a check for 130 million around?"

Wang Zhong's mouth dropped open, looking at Wang Siku in surprise.

"You have too much courage!"

"What's wrong with being a girl? I'm a black belt in karate. Besides, in Hong Kong, no one dares to rob the money of the martial god Wang Zhong!"

Wang Siku rolled her eyes and made a hand knife gesture.

"‘The Shaolin Temple’ has grossed over 100 million, 10 million turned into 130 million. I bet Mr. He hates me now!"

Wang Zhong shook the check, somewhat smugly.

"On the contrary, Mr. He loves you now. This time, the Macau Casino made a profit of 1 billion!"

Wang Siku saw Wang Zhong's smug face and didn't reveal the truth, smiling.

"How do you know? This should be internal information of the Macau Casino, right?"

Wang Zhong asked curiously.

"I'm a lawyer, psychology is a required course for me!"

Wang Siku put down her coffee cup, somewhat smugly.

"You dare to pry into Mr. He's words, you have a lot of nerve!"

Wang Zhong opened his eyes wide, somewhat surprised.

"I did, and I succeeded!"

Wang Siku crossed her arms, looking smug.

"You're tough!"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku, speechless. A woman with psychological skills, even the gambling king can't resist!

...

"Look here!"

Wang Zhong drew a large circle on the map of Central with a red ballpoint pen.

"I need you to help me acquire the land within this circle as soon as possible!"

"This land is mostly saline-alkali soil, close to the port, and has not been developed due to the strong winds and waves!"

Wang Siku looked at the circle Wang Zhong drew and said without hesitation.

"Mr. Wang, I don't think this land has any acquisition value!"

"Let's make a hypothesis. Suppose this area is not by the sea but in the heart of Central, would the land have any acquisition value?"

Wang Zhong didn't get angry at the rejection but slowly guided her.

"Of course, according to the current market, this land would increase in value tenfold!"

Wang Siku said without hesitation.

"But it's only a few dozen meters from the coastline, it can't possibly become the heart of Central!"

"It can't now, but it might in the future!"

Wang Zhong slowly stirred his coffee, looking confident.

"Mr. Wang, have you received any inside information?"

Wang Siku, not a fool, quickly caught on.

"Yesterday, I discussed the land shortage in Hong Kong with Sir Youde. I suggested he reclaim land in Central. I'm confident he will adopt my suggestion. The red circle marks the specific area for reclamation!"

Wang Zhong pointed at the map, looking confident.

"Mr. Wang, I will initiate the acquisition of this area as quickly as possible!"

Wang Siku's eyes flashed with excitement, and she said earnestly.

"There's one more thing. I accidentally killed a Japanese man yesterday, but it was self-defense. There might be some trouble, and I hope you can help me handle it!"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku and smiled.

"Shinji Kato?"

Wang Siku asked curiously.

"You know him?"

Wang Zhong looked at Wang Siku, somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. Jin published the process of your conflict with Shinji Kato and the original text of 'Why Should I Forgive You' in Hong Kong, causing a huge stir! After all, Hong Kong was once occupied by the Japanese. Now everyone in Hong Kong knows that Shinji Kato ambushed you, and you kicked him away with three kicks, much like Bruce Lee!"

"Now everyone calls you 'Wang Three Kicks'!"

Wang Siku said with a smile.

"Wang Three Kicks!"

Hearing this nickname, Wang Zhong felt a vein pop on his forehead.

In the movie 'Fist of Fury,' Bruce Lee first showcased his martial arts skills to the audience, and the 'Three Kicks' were the most famous. Bruce Lee's leg techniques were extraordinary, and he delivered three consecutive kicks during his fight with Han Yingjie. These three kicks seemed ordinary but were hard to resist.

The nickname 'Three Kicks' was just a playful term used by the crew behind the scenes. The reason was that although Bruce Lee's martial arts foundation was excellent, not only were his punches fast and powerful, but his kicks were also exceptional. His kicks were not only fierce but also stylish, and his three kicks indeed left people speechless. However, he had no idea about the choreography of the film, and his moves were always deadly. Hence, the crew jokingly called him 'Three Kicks' because his three kicks were truly impressive.

Zou Daxing, a former journalist, was in charge of publicity and promotion during the Shaw Brothers era. He turned 'Three Kicks' into a slogan, saying that Bruce Lee's martial arts were so powerful that he only needed three kicks to defeat an opponent.

Since then, 'Three Kicks' became famous along with Bruce Lee!

I didn't expect the people of Hong Kong to give me such a nickname!

"Is Shinji Kato dead?"

Wang Siku asked curiously.

"Not dead!"

Wang Zhong said definitively.

Wang Siku let out a sigh of relief, but Wang Zhong's next words made her heart race again.

"But he won't survive the night. I used hidden force, which will take effect tonight, causing severe internal damage, and there's no saving him!"

Wang Zhong said coldly.

"After the fact, we can attribute his death to poor care or other factors. Since Shinji Kato ambushed you first, you were acting in self-defense, and the Governor and others can vouch for you. If the Japanese side wants to pursue legal action, whether it's the Hong Kong Supreme Court, London, or the International Court of Justice in The Hague, we are not afraid!"

Wang Siku said without hesitation.

"Collecting evidence and preparing for a counter-suit, I entrust this to you!"

Wang Zhong said sincerely.

...

Koizumi Keiji walked out of the hospital room with a grim face.

Shinji Kato was severely injured in Hong Kong, and the news was quickly relayed back to Japan. However, considering Wang Zhong's status, ordinary diplomatic means would be ineffective.

The Japanese government tasked Koizumi Keiji with forming the most professional legal team to file a criminal lawsuit against Wang Zhong!

"Damn!"

Thinking about these troubles, Koizumi Keiji felt an urge to explode.

Fortunately, Shinji Kato's condition was stable and optimistic. He had undergone the most professional examination in the hospital, with multiple fractures, soft tissue injuries, internal organ shock, and mild concussion. Although it looked serious, it was not life-threatening. Japanese experts also conducted a detailed examination of Shinji Kato, and his vital signs were stable!

This was a stroke of luck amidst the misfortune!

Shinji Kato had already regained consciousness and could eat independently in the morning, and his body was recovering!

But his good mood didn't last long!

The Japanese Empire's foreign military attaché, Shinji Kato, suddenly spat blood, and despite the hospital's best efforts, his young life could not be saved!

Shinji Kato died mysteriously, and the intelligence he gathered went to the other world with him!

This was a significant blow to Koizumi Keiji!

"Damn!"

"Why was he fine in the morning but died from worsening injuries in the evening?"

Koizumi Keiji was furious, staring at every medical staff member like a wild wolf.

"Did you take a bribe? This is murder!"

"I'm very sorry for Shinji's death, but we did our best! We are also puzzled, but Shinji did indeed die from worsening injuries!"

An older Japanese doctor stepped forward, bowed to Koizumi Keiji, and said sorrowfully.

"Please believe in our professional ethics, we are willing to undergo investigation and questioning!"

"Then why did Shinji's injuries suddenly worsen?"

Koizumi Keiji calmed down and looked at the doctor, asking loudly.

"I'm very sorry, but we really don't know!"

The doctor said with a sense of guilt.

If Jin Tang were here, he would definitely say: "Striking from the outside to the inside, Wudang Cotton Palm!"

"Wang Zhong, you're dead!"

Koizumi Keiji looked at the lifeless and pale Shinji Kato, his anger evident.

...

"Boss, Ou Yang Yi called, saying that the Cheung Chau police commissioner's pillar is ready. Please find time to go there!"

Mary came in to report after Wang Siku left.

"I know, I'll go to Cheung Chau this afternoon, and you'll accompany me."

Wang Zhong thought for a moment and said.

"Sure, boss!"

Mary nodded in response.

Wang Zhong suddenly noticed that Mary's pants were very tight today, and from his position, he could see the attractive curve.

"Don't think too much, don't think too much!"

Wang Zhong kept warning himself in his mind, but his thoughts kept drifting to that hint of feminine grace.

Drawing talismans is a basic skill for Taoist priests, like making scrambled eggs or stir-fried potatoes, which best reveal a chef's skill. Drawing talismans also best tests a Taoist priest's abilities.

Wang Zhong mixed cinnabar with ink and gently drew a few strokes on the yellow paper. After ensuring the color was even, he nodded in satisfaction.

Talismans can take many forms, but generally consist of three parts: the head, body, and tail.

The key to drawing talismans is not the drawing itself, but the state of mind.

When drawing talismans, one must have no distractions, achieving a state of no thought!

If we must put it another way, it is reaching a state of qigong.

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