Chapter 59 Let’s go back and pay the bill
The younger brothers were talking at once, and it was obvious that they had reached a united front.
Soon, two people came forward and controlled the fat dog neatly.
The fat dog twisted his fat body and struggled and shouted: "Do you still have any respect for the code of conduct? I am your eldest brother. We have worshipped Lord Guan together!"
One of the younger brothers laughed and said disdainfully: "How dare you mention Master Guan? You don't deserve it!"
"You swore an oath in front of Bodhidharma to be loyal to the dragon head. How could you do such a thing?"
Just as everyone was criticizing Fat Dog, the door was opened from the outside.
Several sturdy men wearing sunglasses came in, looked around, and asked, "Is Fatty here?"
Everyone looked at each other, pointed at the fat dog with his mouth blocked, and said, "He is the fat dog. What do you want?"
"fine."
The leader said something, and then the others turned around and left, closing the door behind them, being very polite.
Such a confusing operation made everyone look at each other in confusion and curse a few words.
Only the fat dog looked terrified, twisting its fat body restlessly and making a whining sound.
He wanted to get up and run away, but was held down by his younger brothers.
"Pull yourself! I advise you to be honest, otherwise you will be in trouble!"
The younger brother cursed, causing everyone to laugh.
He can trample the big brother under his feet and either beat or scold him.
This feeling makes them feel very exciting.
At this moment, the door was opened again, and the same people were still there.
"Pounce on your mother! Are you here to cause trouble? Believe it or not, I will make sure you can't leave!"
Immediately, a hot-tempered younger brother stood up and pointed at several people and cursed them.
The next second, several big men raised the AK-47 in their hands, pressed the front end with their left hands, and held the trigger with their right hands without letting go. The muzzle spewed flames, ruthlessly reaping lives.
After finishing a magazine, replace it with a new one and continue shooting.
After confirming that there were no survivors, he took out the Polaroid camera, took a panoramic photo, and then took a close-up of the fat dog's face, which was full of fear and had its eyes open in death.
"Let's go back and pay the bill."
The leader said something and turned and left with his men.
The room that was so bustling just now has now turned into a living hell, and all the living things have turned into corpses.
The blood had already dyed the ground red, crisscrossing each other, and gathered into streams. The fishy and stinky smells mixed together and spread in all directions.
……
Yau Ma Tei.
"Ah Rong, in Tsim Sha Tsui, Xin Ji has already started the fight. The leader is Axe Jun. I have to take some people over to provide support. Be careful."
Chen Guoqiang had a stern expression on his face and was wearing a bright red suit, but he didn't button his clothes.
"Yes, there is news from Mong Kok. It seems that Xinji launched a unified attack."
"Ah Qiang, don't forget what Brother Hao said, if things can't be done, just go back to Yau Ma Tei."
Yang Chengrong knew that since Xinji launched such a high-profile attack, it was definitely well prepared.
"understood."
Chen Guoqiang hung up the phone, picked up the machete beside him, waved it a few times, and said, "Notify the brothers below to tie red cloth on their wrists."
"I understand, Brother Qiang."
I took the order and immediately passed the message on.
At the same time, a similar scene happened in every place in Yau Tsim Mong. He Shenghe's subordinates had already started to evacuate the guests from the place.
War is imminent.
This time, Sun Kee dispatched two thousand people, determined to retake Yau Tsim Mong!
On the main streets, you can see gangsters with tattoos everywhere, holding various weapons, such as steel pipes, knives, machetes, etc.
The two sides were clearly divided, Xinji had a blue cloth tied on his arm, while Heshenghe had a red cloth tied on his arm.
Just like water and fire, they are incompatible.
Tea restaurant, third floor.
"Mr. Huang, look at Sheng Wo's Sijiu Zai. Whether in terms of momentum or combat power, they are indeed much stronger than Xin Ji's."
"Who do you think will win in the end?" the plainclothes police officer asked in a low voice, looking at the scene downstairs.
Huang Wenwu glanced at the brand new gold Rolex on his wrist and said, "Who wins is none of your business."
"Both sides are full of gangsters. In my opinion, it would be best if they were all killed."
Facing the reprimand from his superior, the plainclothes officer didn't care and said with a playful smile: "Mr. Huang, I know you hate evil, but we are just chatting. Who do you hope will win?"
Huang Wenwu said without hesitation, "If I have to choose, I certainly hope that Xinji will win in the end."
"To be exact, as long as the winner is not Wei Longhao, I can accept it."
The plainclothes officer became interested and asked quickly, "Why? Sir, do you have a grudge against Wei Longhao?"
Humans behave in the same way when faced with gossip.
Huang Wenwu patted the plainclothes officer on the neck and waved his hand, saying, "Why are there so many whys? I am from Organized Crime and Triads, and he is from Young and Dangerous. We are born opposites, so isn't it normal for us to have hatred for each other..."
In his opinion, gangsters like Lin Zehao are ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than other gangsters!
The young and gangsters who only know how to fight and kill may be powerful for a while at best, but in the end they will either end up in a hearse or a police car.
Lin Zehao is different. He knows how to whitewash himself and disguise himself by using the law. He also knows how to take advantage of and create momentum. He knows how to put on the cloak of legality and mingle with the upper class and become brothers with them.
Huang Wenwu couldn't imagine what Hong Kong Island and the world would become if Lin Zehao succeeded.
Lin Zehao, who was hiding in the shadows, was much more powerful than those gangsters who were firing AK-47s.
Just as Huang Wenwu's thoughts were wandering, the two groups of people below had already started fighting.
This is also the theme of Yau Tsim Mong tonight.
"Fuck off, you Xinji dead head dare to step on me, prepare to die!"
Brother Shenghe not only kept attacking with the machete in his hand, but also never stopped talking, trying to inflict double damage to the enemy.
"Pounce on your mother! Yau Tsim Mong is our Sun Kee's territory. You and Shing Wo are nothing!"
The younger brother of Xinji was not willing to be outdone and fought back.
This scene is repeated in various places and streets in Yau Tsim Mong.
"Axe Jun, you are one of the New Five Tigers. Were you scared by my boss last time?"
"You brought so many people with you this time. Are you afraid of death? Then don't come out and just find a job."
Chen Guoqiang took off his suit, revealing his muscular body. His muscles were as hard as rocks, especially his pectoralis major, which were eye-catching.
With his legs slightly apart, he assumed the Ziwu Horse stance, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles emitting a faint cold glow.
"Da Liqiang, did you get hit in the head during boxing and become an idiot?"
"What era is this? Are you still playing the one-on-one game?"
"I have so many brothers. If you have the ability, you can bring people to clean up my place!"
Wang Jun carried the axe on his shoulder with an arrogant look and a sarcastic tone.
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(End of this chapter)
