If she had heard this two days ago, Sister Mei would definitely not believe it.
But she had already seen two dragon souls at the head of Weiyuan City at the mouth of the Yongjiang River. Now she was not surprised at all when she heard the real dragon.
On the contrary, it would be strange if there were no dragons on Kowloon Island.
Otherwise, where did the Fire Dragon Ball come from? And why is it called Kowloon Island?
Niu Ritian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw the two people looking calm.
"Oh, I know you don't believe it."
Sister Mei smiled and said, "If you want us to believe it, take us to see it."
Niu Ritian shook his head: "That's not possible. The South Island is a retreat place for the big island owners. No one can go there without the permission of the three island owners."
"How can you prevent people from going to such a big island?"
"Hey, don't you know this? Without us to lead the way, the ships outside can't get close to the South Island."
"Why?"
"I don't know why. Anyway, if you get close to it, you will definitely get lost."
Li Muchen's heart moved. According to Niu Ritian's statement, the South Island should be protected by a magic formation. But when he looked down from the air, he did not find any formation restrictions on Kowloon Island. It seemed that the formation was arranged underwater.
There is no air barrier, so what we have to guard against are underwater things.
Niu Ritian didn't know much more, so he didn't ask much. It had nothing to do with him anyway.
The main purpose of coming today is to return the Fire Dragon Pearl to them, and then explain clearly the matter of Sister Mei stealing the Beauty Pearl.
Now that I know that there are Sun Saints preaching on the island, I naturally want to go and take a look.
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Compared with the central island, the North Island is much smaller, but much more prosperous.
The houses on the large central island are sparse and small, just like an ordinary fishing island. The most concentrated place is the small town in the middle. The environment is beautiful and people live comfortably, but it is also a good place for vacation.
There is a large port on the north side of Beidao, which is full of large and small ships. It is a transit port, connecting Japan to the north, the mainland to the west, and Luzon to the south.
Extending along the port terminal, a development zone has been built, dotted with factories. Further inside, there are acres of modern residential areas hidden in the green.
When the boat docked, Niu Ritian took Li Muchen and Sister Mei ashore, found someone on the shore to get a car, and then drove them to the Port Development Zone Management Committee, where the Port Group is located.
The people at the port building obviously knew him and let them in without asking any questions.
Sister Mei whispered: "The security measures are too poor. No wonder some girls were killed."
Li Muchen knew that those girls were not killed because of poor security here. But he didn't understand why Sun Saints came to a small place like Kowloon Island to preach. How many people are there here?
As for the security measures, it's not that bad. It's just that the people here are simple, not very defensive, and the management is a bit rough.
But this is not bad, at least people will not be so unfamiliar with each other, and there is no need to always be wary of the people around you like a thief. An ideal society is one where people do not pick up things on the road and do not close their homes at night.
Niu Ritian took them to the lounge, made them two cups of tea, asked them to wait, and then went to report to Ning Fengquan.
Not long after, I heard the sound of rapid footsteps.
"Grandmaster Li!"
Before seeing anyone, hear the sound first.
Ning Fengquan pushed the door open and saw Li Muchen, her surprise was beyond words.
"Grand Master, I have been waiting day and night for you to come!"
He came over and shook hands cordially, maintaining a respectful attitude.
"Master Ning, you're welcome. I'm not a great master. You don't need to call me that. Just call me by my name." Li Muchen said.
"This..." Ning Fengquan dared to call him by his first name, "Indeed, the Grand Master sounds like an old man, so I will call you Young Master Li."
He remembered that at the martial arts conference, people from both the Qian and Gao families seemed to call Li Muchen that way, and it was unmistakable.
Li Muchen did not comment and said: "Master Ning, I am here today mainly to return the jade to Zhao intact and to apologize to you."
Just about to take out the Fire Dragon Ball.
Ning Fengquan waved his hands and said: "Don't be hasty, Mr. Li promised a huge sum of money. Being able to come in person has given Ning enough face. It's too late for Ning to be grateful, so there is no apology. When I finish handling the things here,
I’ll take you to see my second brother, and we’ll discuss this matter again. Come on, sit upstairs.”
He took the two of them to the reception room upstairs. As soon as they sat down to drink tea, they heard someone talking outside.
"These foreign devils are so unreasonable! Where are the three island masters?"
"In the drawing room."
When the door opened, a man broke in and said loudly: "Third brother, these foreigners can't make sense at all. It's better for you to go and talk."
The man was stunned for a moment when he saw a stranger in the reception room.
Ning Fengquan stood up and said: "Changyong, come, let me introduce you to two distinguished guests. This is the first grandmaster of Nanjiang, Li Muchen, and Mr. Li. This is Ms. Mei. This is the general manager of our Kowloon Port Group and also the North
Director of the Island Development Zone, Yan Changyong.”
Yan Changyong put on a smile and said: "Years ago, I heard from my third brother that there was a new grandmaster in Nanjiang, and he killed Banpu Zhiliang, the leader of the Tiannin Sect, with one sword. I have long been looking forward to the arrival of the great master! Can I see him?
It’s my honor to support you!”
This man spoke politely, but there was a hint of sincerity in his tone. Li Muchen didn't like it, so he just responded lightly: "Nice to meet you."
Seeing Li Muchen's coldness, Yan Changyong seemed unhappy, his face changed slightly, but he quickly recovered and his smile became stronger.
After the two sides greeted each other, Ning Fengquan asked: "Changyong, what did you just say? What did those foreigners say?"
Yan Changyong shook his head and said: "Humph, what else can we do? They want us to release him. They threaten that if we don't release him, not only will we withdraw our investment in our port, but we will also let old and American warships come over and blockade our port."
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"That's unreasonable!"
Ning Fengquan was furious and slapped her hands heavily on the table.
"Are they still being reasonable? Don't Americans value the rule of law the most? He killed someone here and you still want us to let him go? What about the laws of nature? What about the law?"
"Third brother, it's not like you don't know that the laws of the United States are one thing internally and another externally." Yan Changyong advised, "Third brother, don't be angry, you can't break it. Third brother, I agree.
I think we should either let them go. There are several investment projects under construction in our development zone right now, and the second phase of the port is about to start. Although we don’t care about them, investors are afraid, if it affects their investment confidence..."
Ning Fengquan shook his head and said: "If we cannot bring the murderer to justice, it will really affect investment confidence."
"But the foreigners' view to the outside world is that this is a religious act. They say that the dead are all voluntary and it is not killing."
"Nonsense!" Ning Fengquan was furious, "Sex and then kill, disembowel the abdomen, gouge out the heart, and abandon it at sea. What kind of religious behavior is such a cruel method? Needless to say, I will not agree to let him go. If the eldest brother and the second brother
Now, I will never agree to let him go."
"Then, what's the reply from the foreigners?" Yan Changyong asked, "How will James deal with it?"
"Public trial!" Ning Fengquan said, "There will be a public trial tomorrow. According to the rules of the island, if it is necessary to sink into the sea, it will be sunk into the sea, and when it is time to be late, it will be late. The islanders of Kowloon Island must be given an explanation."