Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 114 of 214
Yang Ce nodded slowly. "I can teach you a few crude basics. A systematic study is out of the question—the meridians of the human body can't be mastered in a short time. I can only teach you a few simple, easily identifiable major points. For instance, points that, once struck, can make a man laugh uncontrollably or briefly rob him of his mobility."
Those profound acupressure techniques Yang Ce could not pass on freely without Fang Tian's permission, so he could only pick out the cruder, simpler things to teach Old Buffon.
To be continued
665. Bring Shu Ya Back
After taking that phone call, Xiao Qing began to feel restless. She had thought the matter was long over, done with, and that person had not contacted her for a very long time—yet unexpectedly, a call from that person had come again.
Xiao Qing had a splitting headache, unable to guess what she wanted with her now. Did she still want to keep up that kind of relationship? Ever since she had been with Yan, Xiao Qing had cut off all contact with that person.
She had done her best to forget the whole affair, but now, after that call, Xiao Qing had no idea what to do for the best.
To meet or not to meet? Xiao Qing was torn. At the time, afraid Yang Ce could not accept it, she had never told him about the matter—but now she was truly afraid. To be honest, she did not want to see that person again; yet if she refused, she feared that person would come pestering her. And if Yang Ce found out—what then?
But then again, if she did meet her and she still clung to her, what then? Either way, Yang Ce would find out sooner or later.
For a moment Xiao Qing could not make up her mind. Yang Ce, knowing nothing of Xiao Qing's troubles, drove from Old Buffon's place straight to Nightless Sky.
"My uncle's Nanming City—what do you make of it?" Yang Ce asked Hou Lin and Bao Lin.
"What's your own view, Brother Yang?" Bao Lin asked cautiously. He was well aware, of course, that Tianzixiao City was losing money—but the current manager was Yang Ce's uncle Yang Dashan, so Bao Lin dared not interfere lightly. With anyone else, the man would likely have been disposed of long ago.
"I want to hear your opinions now," Yang Ce said.
"Brother Yang, if I may speak frankly, your uncle is not suited to running Yaoguang City," Hou Lin said after a moment's hesitation.
"Go on," Yang Ce said with a wave of his hand.
Seeing no displeasure on Yang Ce's face, Hou Lin continued: "Right now Yaoguang City is operating at an overall loss. To turn the situation around, Yaoguang City needs a complete overhaul—not only the business model but the management as well."
"All right, do it your way." Yang Ce nodded. "What's my uncle's old sand quarry doing now?"
"I'm not too sure. It seems someone bought it and is still running the sand business," Hou Lin said after a moment's thought.
"Buy that sand quarry back and give it to my uncle. Let him run his sand quarry in peace. As for Yaoguang City, send someone of your own to take over," Yang Ce said.
"Yes, no problem, Brother Yang," Hou Lin answered.
"Also, look into the Ouyang family of P Province for me. I want detailed information," Yang Ce instructed.
"P Province? Our intelligence network doesn't reach that far yet. The investigation may take some time," Hou Lin said hesitantly.
"There's no great rush." Yang Ce smiled. "Take your time."
As for that Eagle Eye Group Sun Jie had mentioned, Yang Ce had called Fang Tian to confirm, and the answer left him speechless: it was merely a third-rate assassin outfit, doing nothing but firearms-based hits and raids. There were far too many such organizations in the world—if not a thousand, then eight hundred.