Some people say that a person's world is not called a world.

But I can’t remember clearly. This is the first time I have traveled alone.

The person I am now is no longer the person I was called Chu Liu.

It was Guan Pengfei, a playboy who went out to avoid trouble.

The moment I stepped out of Yecheng Airport, a sultry air mixed with humidity hit my face.

Although Master Liu and I have traveled to many places over the years and seen countless card games.

But this is my first time to visit Hainan, an isolated island offshore.

In fact, even Mr. Hong thought that my visit to Coconut City this time did not have a clear goal and even acted in a hurry.

But what he didn't know was that when I came to Yecheng this time, except for the traitor who lured me to Yecheng.

There is another most important reason, and that is Mr. Liu.

Back in Lin'an, when Mr. Hong and Fu Dahai, the son of Fu Ming, the gambling king of Yecheng, were gambling and checking the cards, Fu Dahai used a trick of "clearing mines" to check the cards.

You know, that is Mr. Liu's original way of checking cards. And Fu Dahai knows exactly this trick.

In addition, there was a mole this time, and Li Jianlu's things were lost.

This made me more determined to come to Haikou alone.

I was thinking wildly on the roadside when suddenly four or five people walked towards me quickly.

Most of them wear local bamboo hats, also called Dongpo hats.

Before I could reach me, several people rushed to wave to me:

"Pretty boy, where are you going? I'll take you..."

I knew that there were black cars at the airport, but I didn't expect that there were also black cars.

I found a driver I liked, got into his car, and told him:

"Go to the city and find a place that sells mobile phones..."

I sat on a motorcycle for more than an hour under the scorching sun. I even felt like I was about to be heated up.

When I got there, I bought two mobile phones and a new mobile phone card.

After everything was done, I called Huangzi's brother.

According to Huangzi, this man's name is Lao Fei.

At that time, he couldn't survive in Kanto, so he joined an important sect and became a martial beggar.

Later, during a trip to the big wheel, I got a wealthy businessman. I got more than 200,000 yuan at a time.

This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity made the old fat man have a wrong idea.

He simply took the money and ran to Yecheng without giving a penny to their Mao Muzi.

When Muzi found out, he became furious and wanted to kill his family.

Lao Fei then found Huangzi, and Huangzi came forward to settle the matter. Lao Fei was therefore grateful to Huangzi.

As soon as the phone call came through, I heard an Erchuanzi accent coming from the other side: Yecheng is not Yecheng, Guandong is not Guandong:

"I'm a fat old guy, who's the slut?"

I tried hard to adapt to the accent of Guan Pengfei, a dandy in trouble, and said politely:

"Brother Fei, I am a friend of Brother Huangzi. You can just call me Xiaoguan. When I first came to Yecheng, Brother Huangzi asked me to visit you first..."

Originally, the old fat man still had a lazy tone, but when he heard Huangzi's name, his tone suddenly changed, and he switched to an authentic Guandong dialect:

"Oh shit, Brother Huang called me and said that a brother has arrived recently. I didn't expect it to be so soon. I was drinking my dad's tea, where are you? I'll pick you up..."

I told the old man my location, hung up the phone, and stood in the shade waiting for him.

Not long after, a black Toyota Crown parked on the side of the road.

As soon as the car door opened, a short but plump man stepped out of the car.

He looks to be about thirty years old, with a shaved head and a gold necklace as thick as a finger hanging around his neck.

A pair of black sunglasses stuck on his forehead.

Wearing a fancy island uniform and a pair of flip-flops, he kept chewing betel nuts in his mouth.

Next to him, there was a thin and dark young man.

When he got out of the car, he didn't look at me, but shouted loudly to everyone around him:

"Who is the little tube? I'm a fat old man!"

This kind of arrogance makes me a little uncomfortable.

I hurriedly waved to him and said:

"Brother Fatty, I'm here..."

The old man immediately walked up to me and held my hand tightly.

But he tilted his head to the side and spat out a mouthful of red saliva on the ground.

"Brother Huang told me about your matter. Isn't it just that something happened in my hometown? It's not a big deal. You just stay in Yecheng and Brother Fei will protect you if anything happens..."

The old fat man slapped his chest so loudly that it made a loud banging sound.

And I handed over the other mobile phone I just bought and said politely:

"Sorry for the trouble, Brother Fei. I just arrived in Coconut City and I didn't prepare any gifts for Brother Fei. I heard that this mobile phone was just released, Samsung a288. If Brother Fei doesn't mind it being low-end, you can use it first..."

"Oh, no, no, no, we are all family members, why are you so polite..."

He said this, but his hands did not delay at all.

I took the phone and looked at it a few more times.

After getting in the car, the old man threw another piece of betel nut into his mouth.

And I took a look at the Toyota Crown car and deliberately complimented the old man and said:

"Brother Fei, the car is nice. It seems that Brother Huangzi is right. Brother Fei is thriving in Coconut City..."

The old man laughed loudly, pointed at the steering wheel, and said to me:

"You don't understand this. Most of the luxury cars here are smuggled in from outside. If you like it, Brother Fei will take you to buy one another day..."

This old fat man seems to be quite righteous and seems to be doing well.

But so many years of experience in the martial arts world tell me that the more this kind of person is, the more powerful he is on the outside but weak on the inside.

Especially since he keeps saying that we are fellow villagers. The more this happens, the more we have to be on guard.
Chapter completed!