When the Chao Ma Han saw that the justice protection machine had arrived, his sense of justice became even more serious. He waved his tactical stick and rushed towards the arrogant boy's bodyguard even more fearlessly.

The evil represented by those bodyguards is like blood-sucking zombies suppressed by silverware, one by one, and dare not move at all. They can only watch the raindrops of justice wash their evil hearts.

Within a few strokes, a few bodyguards were fucked down.

Seeing his bodyguards being fucked down, and with the five justice protection machines, the arrogant boy was immediately scared.

"A hero will not suffer the loss in front of him. According to the current situation, even if he is beaten for nothing, he should bow his head first." So he said to Li Zicheng: "I'm so sorry, this friend. I just drank too much and talk nonsense. Please forgive me."

There are no real idiots who come from wealthy families. They are arrogant because they are too arrogant and think that others are just ants and can be stomped by them. But they also know how to know the current affairs and are heroes.

Since he was woken up, he naturally knew what to do. Even though he wanted to kill Li Zicheng now, he also knew that the most important thing at the moment was self-protection.

As for revenge, let’s talk about it later.

But, is it that cheap?

If an apology is useful, why do you need justice?

Li Zicheng walked to the arrogant boy expressionlessly, sneered, and quickly threw his hand towards the arrogant boy's left face, with a crisp sound.

"ah!"

The arrogant boy let out a cry of pain, his face was burning and his heart was full of humiliation.

In his own territory, in front of his friends, he was slapped in the right face and his face was ruined.

A surging anger surged from his chest, and the angry soldiers divided into two groups, heading straight to the brain and the anus. However, he was still suppressed by him and did not say anything harshly, but endured the pain and showed a pleasing smile at Li Zicheng.

"A dog that can bite people doesn't bark. It seems that it's not easy to make money for me." Li Zicheng thought to himself.

But he still had to do what he should do. He walked towards the other boys and rewarded them with a few kicks, then he left with his bodyguards and five righteous delegates.

It was not until Li Zicheng and the others disappeared and they were in sight that the arrogant boy and the people next to him breathed a sigh of relief.

One of them looked at the bodyguards who were still wailing on the ground and couldn't get up. He said with lingering fear: "Damn, the first few can be shot, and the last few have guns. Who is the origin?"

"San Young Master, do you want to call the police? They will leave later." Another man said as he looked at the gloom on the arrogant boy's face.

The arrogant boy clenched his fists, his eyes full of cruelty, and he said with hatred: "Don't call the police, as long as he is in London, he can scrape them out."

The two slaps have already awakened the arrogant boy. He still understands the principle that he can plan everything before moving. He still has to figure out Li Zicheng's background first. If he can do it, he will clean it up. If he can't, he will think he is unlucky.

As for calling the police, he can't afford to lose that person.

Calling the police will only make things worse. If the incident is spread outside, and others know that he is beaten on his territory, where will his face be put, and his reputation in the family will also be hit. This is not what he wants to see.

Besides, the police in London are busy with the coal miners' strike, so how can I get there?

"hiss……"

Unconsciously gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face tensed, and when they touched the pain, he couldn't help but scream in pain.

"San Master, let's go to the hospital first." The follower next to him slapped.

...

"It's not boring to read you a thousand times. It feels like March, romantic season, intoxicating poems, huh..."

The CD player was playing the record that Nan Yi bought not long ago. He was flipping through the report Hunter sent. After reading it, his fingers were tapping on the desktop.

"It's interesting to judge the situation and bend and stretch. A dog that can't bark is a bit like himself." Nan Yi said to himself: "Wu Zhenkai, what will you do next?"

Nan Yi was thinking, and the school beauty came to report again, and Wu Zaisheng was here.

"Ahao, today I will take you and Miss Dongyue to Chinatown for a good time." In the living room, Wu Zaisheng stood up from his chair and said.

"A Sheng, you came early enough." Nan Yi smiled.

"You have to get early. There are many interesting places on Juelu Street, and half a day is not enough."

"Okay, I'll call Hiroyuki." Nan Yi said, and went up the second floor to call Udo Masami.

After a while, Nanyi and Masami Uedo went downstairs together.

"How did we get there? Have you driven?"

"It's driven, there's only one car."

"Then you are in front of you and we are following you."

"good."

Five cars shuttled through the bustling downtown London and spent about an hour on the road. Finally, after turning a big turn, Wu Zaisheng's car stopped slowly and did not drive inside.

Nan Yi and his team also stopped the car, and everyone got off.

Nan Yi looked around and saw no Chinese archway with red base and gray embellishment.

There should be a plaque embedded on the archway, with four big characters "London Huabu" written from right to left, and there are couplets on both sides, the first couplet "Huatang is willing to buy pottery business" and the second couplet "Buwukangminminminsi Bell".

I think that the archway should not have reached the time point for erecting, not the place he remembered wrongly.

Because of the restaurant next to it, Nan Yi was still very impressed.

Wu Zaisheng came to Nanyi and said, "Ahao, Miss Dongyue, there is Chinatown inside. The car cannot be driven in and needs to walk."

"Then let's go in."

Wu Zaisheng walked in front and introduced the situation in Chinatown to Nanyi and the others along the way. Nanyi's eyes also looked around.

The shop decoration styles on both sides of Juelu Street are full of mid-earth atmosphere. Compared with Chinatown in New York, this place gives people a more heavier feeling.

The shop’s signatures are pure Chinese and pure English, and more are combined with Chinese and English. Some are mainly Chinese, with English as auxiliary, while others are mainly English, with Chinese as embellishment.

Through the text on these signs, you can roughly guess who the potential customers in the store are mainly.

Not long after the Spring Festival, the atmosphere of the New Year is still retained. There are pairs of red lanterns hanging beside the covers of many shops, and couplets are posted on the doors of some shops. The fonts are flying and phoenixes, and they look very accomplished.

Nan Yi read several couplets in different fonts. It can be seen that this should be written by one person, and there should be a master of calligraphy living here in Chinatown.

Along the way, Nanyi discovered that Chinatown and other Chinatowns also had similar places, that is, the most shops were Chinese restaurants, one by one, connected in pieces; occasionally there were grocery stores, barber shops, Chinese medicine stores, etc. in the middle.

"Ahao, this is Juelu Street, where we Chinese live together, do you feel a sense of intimacy?"

Nan Yi nodded slightly and said with emotion: "It's still a bit more comfortable here."

"Haha, that's of course. You also know that we Chinese are nostalgic. Although we have been here for so many years, some traditions that have penetrated into the bones can never be erased."

"Indeed." Nan Yi nodded slightly, expressing his agreement.

"Let's go, let's continue to visit, and I'll tell you about the history of Chinatown." Wu Zaisheng walked and introduced: "Ahao, in the past two hundred years, the number of Chinese and overseas Chinese living in the Eagle Kingdom has exceeded 400,000.

Although it is scattered throughout the Eagle Kingdom, as long as there is a Chinatown, the connection between us Chinese will not be broken. Chinatown is the bond that maintains each other.

Juelu Street is the most concentrated place for Chinese people in the entire Eagle Country and the largest settlement for Chinese people.

In the whole of Europe, this place is not the largest or the earliest, but it is definitely the most traditional and busiest Chinatown in the whole Europe.”

When he was talking, Wu Zasheng unconsciously brought a sense of pride in his tone, which made Nan Yi contradictory.

Don’t forget the tradition and not forget where your roots are. If you don’t become a banana person, the more advantages Wu Zasheng has, the more difficult it will be to deal with Nanyi.

Along the way, Wu Zaisheng stopped from time to time to introduce the shop next to Nan Yi. From time to time, the owner and Wu Zaisheng greeted each other enthusiastically. Wu Zaisheng also took the opportunity to introduce Nan Yi and others.

Wu Zaisheng didn't lie, he was really familiar with people in Chinatown.

Before we knew it, Nan Yi and others had already reached the end of the street, and time had come to dinner.

"Ahao, we have also gone to Chinatown for most of the time. First, we go to my restaurant for dinner, and we will continue to visit in the afternoon."

"Okay, you are the master here, and I will follow the guests."

"Haha, my restaurant is not here, we have to go to Regent Street."

"Oh." Nan Yi asked deliberately: "Is it because there are too many Chinese restaurants here that you drive to Regent Street, so that you can avoid competition?"

"That's right." Wu Zaisheng said perfunctorily.

After walking back, I picked up the car, and drove to Regent Street.

After another few dozen minutes, the car was parked in a parking space outside a shop.

As soon as the few people got off the car, Nan Yi saw an old man in his sixties wearing Tang suit greeting him from the shop with Jinggexuan sign hanging.

"Young Master, why don't you notify me when you are here?" the old man said when he came to Wu Zaisheng.

"Uncle Liu, I will take my friends to Chinatown and come here to have dinner." Wu Zaisheng smiled and said, "Ahao, I will introduce you to you. This is Uncle Liu, Liu Agui, my old housekeeper.

Uncle Liu, this is Song Zihao, next to him is his girlfriend Dong Yuezi. They just came from the capital and lived next to my house not long ago."

"Hello Uncle Liu." Nan Yi bowed his hand and greeted Liu Agui.

"Song Sheng, Miss Dongyue, hello, welcome to London." Liu Agui also politely greeted Nanyi and the others.

It was not obvious just now. As soon as Liu Agui said this, Nan Yi could hear it. Although Liu Agui spoke Mandarin, he obviously had the unique vocabulary of the silhouette.

Weitou dialect is the local dialect of Bao'an and Xiang'an New Territories. Although it also belongs to the Cantonese language, it actually has a slight difference, just like the difference between Beijing dialect and Mandarin is somewhat similar. People who do not understand Mandarin cannot hear the difference between Beijing dialect and Mandarin, but they can hear it if they understand it.

"Uncle Liu, you sound like a deep-skinned man when you hear your accent."

"Song Sheng has such good ears. I am indeed from Bao'an, but I am not from the Ruins, but from the countryside of Bao'an."

"Oh, that's right." Nan Yi nodded, thinking a little.
To be continued...