Author: Shihanjie

At 11 o'clock on June 30, at the Xiangjiang Port, at the foot of Taiping Mountain, hundreds of millions of Chinese people around the world were attracted by the attention of everyone.

A wanderer who has been forced to leave home for 155 years is about to return to his mother's arms.

This summer, Wang Lin and his good friends came to Xiangjiang for vacation and witnessed this great historical moment.

The night was hazy that night, and wisps of drizzle drizzle floated in the sky, as if washing away the grievances and shames that the city has suffered over the past century, and rekindled the vitality of new life.

Looking around, there are crowds of people.

Representatives from all walks of life in China and Britain, as well as many ordinary people, gathered on the square of the exhibition center early, standing waiting for the arrival of this great moment.

At this time, although everyone's face was full of tension and seriousness, the joy and excitement that could not be controlled in their hearts still showed from time to time.

Wang Lin and Li Wenxiu were invited to participate in this grand event.

The bell rings at zero hour, zero minutes and zero seconds.

In an instant, all the audience was excited about this moment, with applause thunderous, cheers and shouts one after another. Thousands of reporters present raised their cameras and took pictures wildly at the grand scene.

The flash illuminates the entire night sky.

This solemn and exciting moment will be forever engraved in the long river of history.

On the streets of Xiangjiang at midnight, there were crowds of people, and countless citizens were celebrating this historical moment.

Wang Lin and Li Wenxiu also came to the street and found a food stall on the street, ordering late-night snacks and beer.

"Uncle Zhong, Xiaoling, you guys sit down and have a drink together." Wang Lin greeted Uncle Zhong and Chen Ling standing next to him.

Uncle Zhong and Chen Ling are responsible for protecting Wang Lin and Li Wenxiu.

"Dr. Wang, there is no need to eat with your wife." Uncle Zhong has always put his status in a straightforward manner and will not overstep the rules casually.

Wang Lin said: "I'm happy today! Sit down!"

Uncle Zhong stopped insisting and laughed: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you, Mrs.."

Chen Ling also sat down and ate and drank together.

The food stall was filled with people, and groups of young people were shouting loudly, talking loudly, and their words were vulgar. They finished drinking bottles of beer and threw the bottles out casually.

One of the wine bottles flew to Li Wenxiu's feet and shattered in a bang.

Li Wenxiu was shocked.

Wang Lin called the stall owner over and said, "They are too noisy. Go and persuade me. If you throw things like this, it hurts people. It's not a joke!"

The stall owner couldn't stand the group of people either, but he didn't dare to persuade them. He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, they are short mules and are in the society. We have to pay the protection fee, so we can't afford to offend them."

Wang Lin's eyes flashed and he said, "Forget it, check out, let's go."

The stall owner just kept apologizing and said, "Sir, I'm really sorry, I've invited this table, you don't have to check out."

Wang Lin took out the money, put it on the table, and took his wife's hand: "Let's go!"

Li Wenxiu nodded, she didn't want to stay in such a place.

At this time, another wine bottle flew over, facing the back of Li Wenxiu's head.

Uncle Zhong kept his spirit, flew up and kicked the bottle back.

A loud horn!

The bottle hit the feet of the group of people, bursting and making a loud noise.

The group of young people immediately became furious and jumped up one after another, cursing Wang Lin and the others fiercely.

They spoke Cantonese, but Wang Lin and Uncle Zhong understood it.

Li Wenxiu didn't understand very much, but she also knew that the other party's words were all cursing.

The group of people surrounded Wang Lin and the other two while cursing.

A yellow-haired stretched his finger to Uncle Zhong's nose, sprayed his saliva, and shouted: "Is it the wine bottle you threw?"

Uncle Zhong said calmly: "I'm just giving it back to you! Children, it's better to be safe when you come out to play. You can't throw things like wine bottles around."

"I'll make you! I want you to teach me a lesson?" Huang Mao raised his hand and was about to slap Uncle Zhong in the face.

Uncle Zhong raised his hand, grabbed the other party's arm like an iron plier, and pushed it hard, pushing the other party backwards.

Those people were short mules on the street and were used to fighting. At this moment, when they saw the yellow-haired being bullied, they immediately rushed up and greeted Wang Lin and the others with more than a dozen fists.

Uncle Zhong was ready for a fight from the beginning. While pushing away the yellow hair, he picked up a bottle of wine on the table and hit it on the head of a short mule. He didn't look at him at all, but kicked another person's crotch in the crotch.

One move is one, and all the tricks are ruthless!

Chen Ling was not idle either. While Uncle Zhong took action, she shouted lightly and pushed away the two people who were grabbing Li Wenxiu. Although she was pretty and charming, the kung fu in her hands was even more powerful than that of a man. She waved her embroidered fist and hit a person's eyes, raised her heel and kicked her into the key points of Danzhong.

In the blink of an eye, before the people around them understood what was going on, half of the short mules were knocked to the ground.

The other short mules were frightened by this formation.

The techniques shown by Uncle Zhong and Chen Ling are not only the qualities of professional bodyguards, but also like professional killers. They are neat and messy!

If they hadn't shown mercy, killing would have been a matter of thought!

These short mules on the street are quite knowledgeable. I think today is a special day, and there are many big shots coming to Xiangjiang.

Wang Lin and the others spoke Mandarin, which was obvious from the mainland, which easily reminded people that they were not ordinary people.

Huangmao originally grabbed an iron rod, but suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted: "Stop it!"

From beginning to end, Wang Lin stood like a pine tree, his face calm and calm, and he didn't even move his eyelids!

This kind of demeanor makes people amazed and understand that this person is not an ordinary citizen.

When normal people see such a scene, they either frighten into a flock or join the melee.

But Wang Lin was so calm!

Huang Mao suddenly remembered someone and asked, "Do you have your surname Wang?"

Wang Lin said proudly: "My surname is Wang!"

Huangmao threw the iron stick in his hand into the ground and rushed over a few steps.

Uncle Zhong was about to intercept him, but saw Huangmao kneeling on the ground.

It was not kneeling on one knee, but the real kneeling on the ground with both feet, and even made a bang.

Li Wenxiu was surprised and wondered what these short mules were doing.

"Boss?" the others were puzzled and shouted, "What are you doing? What are you doing when you kneel down?"

"Rareless! He is Wang Lin!" Huang Mao yelled, "Everyone kneels down!"

The short mules were first stunned, and then they knelt down in large areas.

Huang Haired Knee walked forward and said to Wang Lin: "We are willing to follow Mr. Wang, beg Mr. Wang to accept us!"

Wang Lin frowned.

He is indeed famous in Xiangjiang, and is even more famous than those who are talking to those clubs.

What’s even more terrible is that Wang Lin takes both!

Now that he has returned, Wang Lin’s status is incomparable to others!

Wang Lin himself didn't know that Yu Jin's Xiangjiang dwarf mules wanted to follow him!

No wonder the yellow-haired man immediately knelt down and wanted to worship the pier after recognizing Wang Lin.

Wang Lin waved his hand: "You are so young and have hands and feet. What's wrong with doing?"

Huang Mao said: "Please accept our brothers by Mr. Wang! We will do whatever Mr. Wang asks us to do!"

Wang Lin said in a deep voice: "I won't accept me!"

He held his wife's hand and walked out.

Uncle Zhong and Chen Linghu were on the side.

The stall owner called Wang Lin and returned the hundreds of dollars that Wang Lin had given before with respect and did not dare to say a word.

What a joke?

The stall owner was afraid of the yellow-haired short mules, and the yellow-haired was so scared that he was so scared when he saw Wang Lin! You don’t need to know Wang Lin’s identity, you can’t just collect the money!

Wang Lin waved his hand and left.

After getting in the car, Li Wenxiu asked, "Wang Lin, why are they afraid of you? Why do they know you?"

Wang Lin said helplessly: "This matter is a long story."

Chen Ling smiled and said, "Dr. Wang seems to be the one who is talking to you!"

Wang Lin said: "I'm not a person! Don't talk nonsense!"

Uncle Zhong said: "Miss Chen, you are only half right. Mr. Wang is the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the person who is in charge of the

Li Wenxiu said: "Wang Lin, you must explain to me what's going on? You are a legitimate businessman, why are you getting involved with those people?"
To be continued...