The next morning.
Unlike the lazy feeling of waking up in the past, Li Zixuan felt as if his entire body was exhausted.
It was obvious that the T-Virus had transformed his body, allowing him to be in an optimal condition every day.
The perfect T-virus did not have any side effects other than increasing Li Zixuan's appetite.
"Ding... Today's sign-in is complete…Obtain a three-month chart of Chicago futures market!”
"Not bad!"
Li Zixuan sat up on the bed, his face finally showing some joy.
To be honest, other than the upgrade gift pack, there had been no good things appearing in the recent check-in.
Tang Yin's painting, Zhang Daqian's calligraphy, and Qi Baishi's prawn.
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban...
Wait a minute, he had almost collected a set.
In fact, these things were not without value. They might be worth tens of millions in the future,
but in this era, they were far less useful than the trading curve of Chicago futures market.
Because once he knew the trading curve, he could make a lot of money through futures trading.
He got out of bed and took out a box of 21st-century black toothpaste that he had obtained from signing in. After washing up, he
practiced his family's boxing technique, which originated from the Guang Fist.
It was said that this fist technique originated from the Zhuang nationality in Guangxi during the middle and late Ming Dynasty. It
was a fist technique used by a group of werewolves formed by ethnic minorities.
This fist technique was fierce and extremely vicious.
The fist technique was like turning a person into a wolf, seeking the enemy's vital points.
It was said that the Muay Thai of later generations originated from Gu Ang Fist.
Due to the difference in physical fitness and reflexes, each of Li Zixuan's Guang Fist
would produce a fierce whistling sound. It could be seen that if such a fist landed on an enemy's vital point, it would be enough to kill the enemy in one blow.
Hearing the commotion, Mr. Li came to the courtyard and saw the figure moving as fast as lightning. He moved around the courtyard and showed his fists.
After practicing the 25 moves of the Gu Ang Fist, Li Shi clapped with a smile.
"Good, you played it beautifully. I reckon that even your grandfather would find it difficult to compare to you if he were still alive.”
"Father!" Li Zixuan finished work and shouted,"
Then, the two of them went to the restaurant in the front hall.
After eating breakfast, the father and son parted ways.
Li Zixuan had to go to the Shaver Sect, while Li Shi had to go to the Hong Sect to settle some matters.
Meanwhile, Mr. Li arrived at the headquarters of the Freemasons in Chinatown.
He sat in front of his desk, and
not long after, a young man in a suit from the Freemasons opened the door as usual.
A middle-aged Chinese woman walked in. When she saw Li Shi sitting in front of his desk, she immediately bowed respectfully.
"What do you want? Tell me!"
Li Shi leaned back in his chair and raised his head to ask.
"It's like this, Dragon Head. I'm a laundry worker in Los Angeles who makes a living in China. My husband is also from China. He produces glass bottles in a white factory in Los Angeles, but two weeks ago, my husband never returned home!”
As the woman spoke, she sobbed,
"I went to that factory to ask around. When the person in charge of that factory saw that I was from Xia Country, he immediately chased me away like a fly. Perhaps it was because he had been there too many times.
Finally, a white man from the factory told me that my husband had been taken somewhere by a white foreman named Colby after work one day and had never appeared again.”
At this point, she said sadly,
"I've heard my husband complain before. That Caucasian foreman named ColColby often bullies the Chinese workers. My husband has a straightforward personality. There were a few conflicts with this Caucasian man..."
At this point, the woman covered her mouth and could not continue.
After listening to her narration, Li Shi nodded and asked,
"I understand. I'll help you settle this matter. If your husband dies, I'll let that Caucasian man named Colby know what revenge is!”
"Thank you, thank you, Dragon Head!”The woman left the office in satisfaction.
At this time, Li Shijian took a cigar and a young member of the Hong Sect immediately lit a match for him.
After taking a puff of the authentic cigar, Li Shi instructed the young man,
"Mo Chen, open the door. Don't let anyone wait!"”
"The dragon's head!" After the young man named Mo Chen finished speaking, he opened the office door again.
This time, a middle-aged man came in. He fell to his knees the moment he entered.
"Dragon Head, please help me kill those white animals. I beg you, as long as you help me, I'm willing to give up all my assets!”
"Tell me, what is it? If it's reasonable, the Hong Triad and I will help you. As for your family property, do you think I will lack your money?”
Li Shi said calmly as he smoked his cigar.
The middle-aged man's eyes immediately turned red.
"I'm a citizen of the Chicago. I've immigrated to the United States of America for more than ten years. My first daughter was also born in this country. I was so happy back then…"
Hearing his narration, Li Shi frowned.
It turned out that this man's daughter worked in a bakery in Chicago, but when she returned home one evening, she was dragged into the alley by a group of white hooligans.
When the middle-aged man returned home, she saw her daughter who had lost all hope and her eyes were dull.
Instantly, he was burning with anger because Xia people valued reputation the most. His daughter's current appearance made him feel worse than if she was dead.
Therefore, he chose to call the police.
However, it was really difficult to obtain evidence in this era. Some of those hooligans were even children of dignitaries. They hired the best lawyers.
In the end, the judge ruled that the hooligans were not guilty because his daughter had seduced them and they had even paid for it.
After the court's ruling, those who had been freed looked at him with ridicule.
The middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore. He cut off the braids and joined the Freemasons. He hoped that the Freemasons could make the decision for him.
"So, you want to kill those people?”Li Shi asked.
"Yes, Dragon Head!" The middle-aged man knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
"But I don't think that's reasonable. After all, although the woman's daughter lost her reputation, she's still alive. Once we kill those people, it'll mean a few lives. Moreover, we have to deal with the revenge of the white people and the police. The price we have to pay is too high!”
Li Shi said expressionlessly.
"But, the reputation of our Xia people…"
"I know. Why don't we do this? Let those people lose the source of their evil forever!”
Li Shi suggested.
"This…!" The middle-aged man thought about it and decided that killing these people would be better than bringing unnecessary trouble to the Hong Sect.
Therefore, he nodded his head and left the office with gratitude.
Throughout the day, Li Shi met with dozens of people from all over the country in his office. They asked for help from the Hong Triad for various reasons.
In the evening, the young secretary named Mo Chen took out a notebook and said,
"Mr. Elliot, the California Senator, invites you to have a meal at the Kansas City Club at seven o'clock in the evening!”
Hearing this, Li Shi sighed and said,
"That guy wants campaign funds, right? It seems that it's time for the campaign again!"”
After thinking for a while, Li Shi nodded
.”
Hence, Li Shi left the Freemasons 'headquarters and took a carriage with his secretary, Mo Chen, to the Kansas City Club.
This was the daily life of Li Zixuan's father as the godfather of the Hong Sect.
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