"I've been practicing the Monkey Stealing Peach technique for a whole month. When on earth are you going to teach me acupoint striking?"
Downstairs, Xia Yueshan frowned and asked with a full load of grievances.
"Stick out your dominant hand. Let me have a look."
Lin Yu didn't beat around the bush and directly checked Xia Yueshan's training results over the past month.
Looking at Xia Yueshan's outstretched right hand, Lin Yu felt it and pinched it, then nodded in satisfaction and said,
"Not bad. It seems that you haven't been slacking off these days. You've trained very well."
Hearing this, Xia Yueshan grinned and said proudly,
"Of course. I've been doing exactly what you told me every day."
"I've done squats, run to and from school, done lunges, and push - ups. I haven't missed a single one!"
Lin Yu felt his fingers and thought it was time to teach him a few moves.
"First, I'll teach you the finger technique for acupoint striking. Acupoint striking isn't like what's shown in TV dramas, where you use the tips of your index and middle fingers to click on the acupoints."
"Instead, you should use your knuckles to strike."
As he spoke, Lin Yu bent his index and middle fingers together, showing Xia Yueshan his hard knuckles.
Xia Yueshan imitated Lin Yu, sticking out two fingers, bending them together, and showing his sharp and hard knuckles.
"Right, that's it."
Lin Yu nodded. Then he placed his hand on the soft flesh between Xia Yueshan's chest and abdomen, pressed it, and said,
"Remember this place. It's called the Jiuwei acupoint. It's one of the most important acupoints on the Ren Meridian of the human body. After striking this acupoint, even if the enemy doesn't pass out, he won't be able to recover for a short period of time and pose a threat to you."
Xia Yueshan's eyes lit up and he kept nodding, indicating that he remembered.
"Okay, now try to find my Jiuwei acupoint."
Lin Yu removed his hand from Xia Yueshan's body, stood up straight, and said to Xia Yueshan.
Xia Yueshan reached out and pressed a few places. Lin Yu corrected his position and gave some instructions, then said goodbye to Xia Yueshan and left.
On the way back to his rental house, a sudden ringtone came from his upper - pocket.
Lin Yu took out his phone and had a look.
As expected, it was that guy Li Yuan again.
Looking at the incoming call interface on the phone screen, Lin Yu curled the corner of his mouth slightly.
This guy must be going crazy with anxiety, right?
I heard that the Fire Scorpion Gang has recently joined hands with a small gang from a neighboring city.
As a result, the Black Blood Gang, which had a slight advantage in the gang fight, has now become at a major disadvantage.
No wonder.
He's so short - handed that he even wants to mobilize me, a guy with an injury!
Looking at the time in the upper - right corner of the phone screen, it was half - past eight.
Lin Yu thought it would be a bit far - fetched to pretend to be asleep and not answer the call at this time, so he answered the call and put the phone to his ear.
"Xiao Long, how's your health recently?"
As soon as the call was connected, Li Yuan's concerned voice came from the phone receiver.
Lin Yu picked at his nails with one hand, looking non -chalant on the surface, but his voice was full of sadness as he kept complaining,
"Not so good, Uncle. Those jerks from the Fire Scorpion Gang were so cruel. They've given me some after - effects."
"I have headaches from time to time, and my memory is extremely poor. It's quite common for me to forget my schoolbag when going to school or forget to take toilet paper when going to the toilet!"
"Uncle."
"Do you think my life is over?"
"No, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"You just haven't recovered from your injury. You'll be back to health after more rest."
Hearing Li Yuan's words, Lin Yu almost burst out laughing.
Goodness, I don't even have to come up with an excuse myself.
"Really?"
"So that's the case?"
"That's great. It seems I can't run around everywhere recently. I have to rest well to recover from my injury."
After Lin Yu finished speaking, there was an expected silence on the other end of the phone. After a long while, Li Yuan continued in a disappointed tone,
"Alright, then take good care of your injury."
"Remember to call me when you feel your body is getting better."
"The situation here is not so good."
"I really need you."
"Okay, Uncle. Don't worry."
"I'll come to you right away as soon as I feel better."
As he spoke, Lin Yu grinned and sneered silently.
Waiting for me to get better? You can rest assured. I'll definitely go to your funeral in good health when you die!
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yu put the phone in his pocket and started thinking about a problem that he had put off for a long time.
The inheritance of Huang Mao's parents!
In the memory of the original owner, Huang Mao, his parents were quite well - off. They sold seafood in a large market. With their high - quality and inexpensive products and good reputation, they had saved a lot of money over the decades.
They not only had a car and a house without a mortgage but also had a large deposit of over 300,000 yuan.
After the two of them died in a car accident, all these properties were taken over by Li Yuan, the younger brother of the original owner's mother, who was not the leader of the Black Blood Gang at that time, and not a single cent was given to the original owner.
Now Li Yuan is in big trouble.
Should I take this opportunity to get back this inheritance?
But how should I get the money back?
Lin Yu rubbed his temples in distress.
There were only two options in front of him now.
One option was to help Li Yuan and further gain his trust and attention. Even if he couldn't get the inheritance back, it wouldn't be difficult to get some money from him.
The other option was to stab Li Yuan in the back.
He could cooperate with the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang. Then, with inside help, they could directly crush Li Yuan and break a few of his arms and legs, making him never recover.
After that, the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang would annex Li Yuan's territory, and he could take the original owner's inheritance.
Everyone would get what they wanted, and it was also a good choice.
However, Lin Yu quickly ruled out both options.
He was alone now. Even if he was good at fighting, it would be difficult to help Li Yuan reverse the situation.
If he stood out during the process, he would be targeted by the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang, and he might not even be able to get away!
As for secretly contacting the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang to stab Li Yuan in the back? That was even more out of the question.
If the news leaked during the communication, Li Yuan would tear him to pieces.
Moreover, the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang might not choose to cooperate with him.
What use could he be when he was alone?
Even if the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang chose to cooperate with him, they might not let him have this inheritance after the matter was over.
Doing such a perfidious thing would not make him popular in the underworld.
There were too many uncertain factors.
For safety's sake, he couldn't cooperate with the people from the Fire Scorpion Gang.
Thinking of this, Lin Yu sighed helplessly.
Did he really have to give up this inheritance? He was so unwilling!
If he could get this money, his life in the future would be much easier.
The 300,000 - yuan inheritance, plus the house of the original owner's parents, even without counting the car, would be worth nearly one million yuan.
No one could let that go.
There was no other way.
Lin Yu let out a heavy breath.
There was no better solution at present. He could only plan slowly.

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