Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

With a firm resolve, Chen Wen found a secluded corner and took out the ring and watch, holding them in his hand.

His gaze swept across the street and quickly settled on a pawn shop that looked quite old.

He pushed open the door and entered, the bell on the door ringing crisply.

Ding-dong!

The pawnshop was dimly lit and had a distinctive smell of old items mixed with incense.

Behind the counter.

An elderly gentleman with gray hair was wiping a porcelain vase when he heard the sound and immediately looked up.

Upon seeing Chen Wen's strange attire...

The boss was clearly taken aback, a very subtle look flashing in his eyes.

But he was a businessman, experienced and knowledgeable, and quickly regained his composure, without any dramatic or snobbish behavior.

Instead, he took the initiative to speak, his tone calm:

"Sir, how can I help you?"

Without wasting any words, Chen Wen placed a gold ring and an Omega watch on the counter.

"These two things are a must-have."

The boss adjusted his glasses, his gaze falling on the two items. He glanced at them casually, then frowned slightly.

He immediately took out a special magnifying glass and a soft cloth from under the counter.

I carefully picked up the ring and watch and examined them closely under the lamp.

The closer he looked, the more surprised he became.

The gold ring had a rugged design and a wide face. The coiled snake carved on it was lifelike, and the two tiny rubies in the snake's eyes reflected a faint light under the lamp.

The inside is engraved with an Italian text, and it feels heavy in your hand; it's definitely pure gold!

Although the Omega watch showed signs of wear on the case, its exquisite craftsmanship, classic design, and clearly visible logo on the back made it a remarkable piece.

All of this demonstrates the value and extraordinary nature of this item.

"Sir, this is a fine piece of furniture. The gold is genuine gold, the gemstones are genuine gemstones, and this watch is a genuine old Omega model."

"These are all genuine, high-quality items from decades ago!"

The boss put down his tools, looked at Chen Wen again, and his expression became even more strange.

The items were old objects from decades ago, and the person in front of them was dressed in clothes from decades ago as well. This combination was really too bizarre.

He couldn't help but tentatively ask:

"Sir, your outfit... is quite unique."

Chen Wen looked at him, suddenly seized by a mischievous impulse, and answered in a serious tone:

"Yes, because I just came back from Southeast Asia decades ago. I stole these things from a gang leader."

Upon hearing this, the boss's facial muscles twitched noticeably.

To be honest, he'd been running a pawnshop for so many years, what kind of people hadn't he seen? What kind of strange and wonderful stories hadn't he heard?

But this guy, could he be mistaking this place for a theater?

The boss couldn't help but chuckle twice:

"A good story can definitely fetch a higher price."

"However, this is a pawn shop. We don't listen to stories, we only look at the goods. Your story... is actually quite plausible."

He clearly took Chen Wen's words as a clumsy excuse to inflate prices.

Time travel? Robbing a gang leader?

There should be limits to joking!

Chen Wen was too lazy to explain, and simply repeated:

"Damn it, name your price."

The shopkeeper glanced at the gold rings and watches on the counter, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes, before a troubled expression appeared on his face, and he began his practiced haggling:

"The items are genuine, the gold is of good purity, and the watch is a legitimate Omega."

"But look at this style, it's too old-fashioned, nobody wears this kind of thing anymore. And this ruby, it's too small, and the clarity is just average, it's not worth much."

He took out a calculator, and while pressing the keys, he said:

"The price of gold right now is only around eighty per gram. Your ring is heavy enough, but we have to factor in the labor costs and wastage... Plus this little gemstone, I can only give you a maximum of eighteen thousand for one ring."

Then he picked up his watch and clicked his tongue twice:

"The movement of this watch is fine, but the model is too old and the strap is badly worn. It will cost a lot of money to maintain it. I can price it as an antique. So, since you're serious about selling it, I'll give you seven thousand five hundred for this watch."

"Let's round it up, the two items together will cost you HK$10,000, let's be friends!"

Although Chen Wen didn't know the specific value of these items, he knew that the price had definitely been suppressed.

His expression remained unchanged; he calmly took out four more gold rings and another watch from his pocket and arranged them neatly on the counter.

"Five rings and two watches in total, all pawned, but your price is too low."

Chen Wen gently shook his head.

The boss's heart skipped a beat as he looked at the small pile of uniformly styled "stolen goods" in front of him.

This is definitely the raid on the headquarters of some long-established gang!

His face remained impassive, even showing a hint of helpless smile:

"Sir, having a lot of goods is good, but you also have to consider the market. All your items are too uniform in style, and as for their origins... well, you and I know."

"To be honest, in Hong Kong, those who run pawnshops all share information with each other to some extent."

"Even if you take it to another store, the price won't be much higher than mine, and it might even cause unnecessary trouble."

His words carried a mix of persuasion and pressure, but his gaze couldn't help but sweep over the rings again.

These are solid gold jewelry pieces with a strong 1970s Southeast Asian gangster style.

This can be very attractive to some customers with a particular collecting hobby, as it is full of interesting stories.

Those two vintage Omega watches are also highly sought-after items in the collector's market.

He pondered for a moment, as if he had made a great decision, then slapped his thigh forcefully:

"Fine! You're so young, and you're a hard-pressed pawner, plus the stuff is really good. Five rings, two watches, I'll take them all! One price, HK$25,000!"

"This is truly the highest price I can offer; any more and I'll lose money!"

Seeing the pained expression on the shop owner's face, Chen Wen knew perfectly well that the price was inflated.

But he was just a loot he picked up casually.

At this moment, he was focused on martial arts and didn't care about these external things. This money was enough for him to solve his current predicament.

In this era, with his foresight and current skills, there are countless ways to make big money. There's no need to be fixated on a pittance and waste time.

"Okay." He nodded readily.

"readily!"

The boss's face instantly brightened, and he deftly pointed out a thick wad of bills, pushing them all to Chen Wen and quickly issuing a death warrant.

After confirming the count was correct, Chen Wen put away the HK$25,000 and left the pawnshop without further hesitation.

He first went to a sporting goods store and bought a well-fitting dark-colored tracksuit and sneakers.

After changing out of that eye-catching cloth jacket and mandarin jacket, he suddenly looked much more neat and modern.

Based on previous television news and road sign information.

He boarded a bus heading to Kowloon City and went straight to the Kowloon Museum of Art!

First punch, then kick, then grappling!

According to the original plot, that's where Feng Yuxiu will make his next move!

……

Meanwhile, Stanley Prison.

Xiahou Wu also saw the news of Mai Rongen's death and single-handedly took on seventeen fellow inmates.

Finally, his target arrived: Chief Inspector of the Major Crimes Unit, Lu Xuanxin!

"Officer Lu, you're finally here. Next time you come, could you please buy me 17 cartons of cigarettes to give to the people I injured?"

Xiahou Wu showed no sign of panic, his tone suggesting he had everything under control.

Lu Xuanxin frowned, a hint of mockery in her expression:

"next time?"

Xiahou Wu's lips curled slightly as he smiled confidently:

"You will definitely come back to find me! And you will personally take me out!"