Officers… uh." Huang Wen didn't know how to address Coulson and May at the moment. Of course, he couldn't directly call out their names, otherwise, wouldn't that expose him?
"Call me Agent Coulson, and this is my assistant," Coulson said with a kind smile.
"Oh, alright, Agent Coulson." Huang Wen nodded. "Is there something you need to ask?"
"It's about the Golen Gang." Coulson looked into Huang Wen's eyes. "We found out that the Golen Gang was responsible for your father's death. Do you know anything about it?"
"It really was them!" A cold glint flashed in Huang Wen's eyes. "I had found some information before. Benson from that karate dojo also came to provoke me. I was originally planning to put pressure on the police station in a while to find the murderer…"
"You don't need to find the murderer; the Golen Gang has already been wiped out." Coulson continued to look into Huang Wen's eyes, shook his head, and said with a smile, "The mid to high-ranking members of the Golen Gang were all killed last Friday morning."
"What?" A hint of surprise flashed in Huang Wen's eyes, then he sneered. "Good riddance! They did so many bad things; they deserved their retribution!"
"Mr. Huang Wen is completely unaware of this?" Coulson stared directly into Huang Wen's eyes and asked with a smile.
"Huh?" Huang Wen was visibly stunned for a moment, then he chuckled. "I would love to take revenge myself, but I'm just an ordinary person. How could I wipe out a gang?"
"Then, Mr. Huang Wen, what were you doing last Friday morning?" Coulson asked again.
"Sleeping, what else could I be doing?" Huang Wen spread his hands. "And I was sleeping alone, so I can't provide any proof."
"Why are these two young men so nervous?" Coulson turned his head, looked at Zhong Qiang and Rhys Fisk, and asked with a smile.
"When a police officer, oh, an agent, comes to ask about such things, what's so strange about us being nervous?" Rhys Fisk also smiled. "However, if you truly suspect our teacher, please provide corresponding evidence. If you can't, then please don't waste my and our teacher's time!"
"In that case, we will take our leave." Coulson was not annoyed; he just gave Rhys Fisk a deep look, then looked at Huang Wen, and said with a smile, "Sorry for the disturbance."
"No need to see us out." Huang Wen also nodded, watching Coulson and May leave.
A car drove away from Chinatown. Inside the car, May frowned and asked in a low voice, "Is that Huang Wen really not a suspect?"
"No, he's a major suspect." Coulson smiled and shook his head. "But we have no evidence, and most importantly, there are too many media watching here now. He's already out in the open, so there's no need to watch him too closely…"
"What's more, a mutant—I don't believe he handled it alone. He definitely has companions. That little fatty should be the one he's working with!"
"Oh? How can you tell?" May looked at Coulson with some surprise and asked.
"Look, this mutant identification device didn't alert." Coulson took out a device similar to a phone. "This is a new product developed by the technical department that can identify mutants. It didn't react just now, which means Huang Wen is not a mutant…"
"And an ordinary person, trying to deal with a physically mutated mutant by himself, I don't think he can do it. Perhaps the Golen Gang incident, and the Chinatown lockdown last Saturday, are related to that little fatty!"
"You shouldn't have stepped forward." After Coulson and May left, Huang Wen looked at Rhys Fisk and shook his head. "This won't do you or your father any good."
"Father would also agree with my actions." Rhys Fisk smiled and shook his head. "After all, a mere FBI agent whose authenticity is unknown, our Kingpin Group doesn't even put them in our eyes!"
Huang Wen didn't know how powerful the Kingpin Group was, but Zhong Qiang, who was beside them, couldn't listen anymore. He stepped forward, poked Rhys Fisk's belly, and said sarcastically, "You can say such boastful things, it really is you. If the Kingpin Group is really that powerful, why can't you lose the fat on your body?"
"Hmph, your family runs a hot pot restaurant, and I haven't seen you get fat. You have no meat on your bones." Rhys Fisk retorted, unwilling to be outdone.
"Alright, you two, instead of bickering, spend more time practicing your horse stance and building a solid foundation. To be honest, you're starting martial arts a bit late, so to achieve anything, you need to put in more effort!" Huang Wen shook his head from the side and said seriously.
"Yes, Teacher!"
"Got it, Brother Wen!"
On the other side, the New York Times and TV stations rushed to find boxing champion Terry. The reason for their urgency was because James Wesley had given them enough benefits. Under the power of capital, they wouldn't even think about what the Kingpin Group's purpose was; getting money was enough.
"Mr. Boxing Champion, you must have heard about the challenge from the Wing Chun martial arts school. Do you have any response to that?" The reporter looked at boxing champion Terry and asked with a smile.
"Hmph! Since he wants to give me a hundred thousand dollars for free, why would I refuse?" Boxing champion Terry had a confident smile on his face. "Then, I ask my media friends to bear witness: tomorrow, I will go to the Wing Chun martial arts school in Chinatown to challenge him, so he doesn't default on his debt!"
Even though boxing champion Terry knew that, not to mention he would absolutely not be Huang Wen's opponent, even if he could beat Huang Wen, he absolutely could not win!
Moreover, the punch with which Huang Wen sent him flying was still fresh in boxing champion Terry's memory. In fact, every time he thought of that punch, boxing champion Terry's abdomen would ache faintly. Boxing champion Terry could only hope that when they fought tomorrow, Huang Wen would hold back a little and not beat him too badly.
"It seems our Mr. Boxing Champion has accepted the challenge!" The reporter excitedly looked at boxing champion Terry. "Mr. Boxing Champion, how many moves do you plan to use to defeat the master of the Wing Chun martial arts school tomorrow?"
"One move! I'll only use one move!" Boxing champion Terry held up one finger and said confidently to the camera.
"I'll be sent flying in one move!" The last sentence was what boxing champion Terry added in his heart and naturally didn't say aloud. But the previous sentence had completely ignited this battle between Chinese Kung Fu and the Boxing Champion!
"Boss, how did I do?" Boxing champion Terry looked at Kingpin almost fawningly and asked.
"Hmm, not bad. Mr. Huang said that for the sake of authenticity tomorrow, he won't hold back, but he also won't kill. Be prepared." Kingpin's faint voice rang out, making boxing champion Terry dare not refute it at all.