Hong Kong Tycoon: Starting from Delivering Dongfeng Express

Chapter 72: Gentleman Wins: Damn, I was tricked! (2000 subscriptions plus more)
In the darkness of the night, the hospital corridor was dead silent.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried and crisp sounds broke the suffocating silence.

Gentleman Sheng's suit was wrinkled at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer looked like a gentleman as usual. He rushed into the ward with his men.

On the bed lay the body of a burly man, his body covered with knife wounds, the wound on his neck being fatal. Blood had already soaked the white bed.

Gentleman Sheng looked at Niu Weiqiang's body in disbelief. They were drinking together just a few hours ago!
He grabbed his younger brother, who was still kneeling and crying, and yelled, "What's going on? What the hell is going on?"

"Brother Sheng, it's Tang Jun! And Tony from Tongyitang! They were madly sweeping our place. Brother Qiang rushed over after hearing about it, but he didn't expect them to just come up and hack people without even saying a word! Brother Qiang didn't even have time to run away..."

"Tang Jun!"

Even though he asked Niu Weiqiang to smash Tang Jun's bar yesterday, he never thought that he would dare to kill Niu Weiqiang!
Usually, when these gangs clash, you destroy my place, I'll bring people to destroy it back, and then both sides will go to the brothel to negotiate. If they can't reach an agreement, they'll fight again! There have been some injuries, but they mostly happened between the underlings. It's rare for them to directly kill the core members!

Everyone knew Niu Weiqiang was a trusted subordinate of Gentleman Sheng, so how could Tang Jun dare to do that? Was he going to fight Hong Le to the death?

"Tang Jun! Tony!"

Gentleman Sheng gritted his teeth and was almost losing his mind at this moment. Niu Weiqiang, who had helped him build his empire all the way, was dead just like that!
"Brother Sheng, they also said..."

"What did you say?!" Gentleman Sheng grabbed his younger brother's collar and yelled.

"They said they were waiting for you on Portland Street and were going to beat you into a... shit-eating state!"

"Ahhh!" Gentleman Sheng angrily threw his little brother to the ground and kicked him hard!
"Brother Sheng! I didn't call you a shit-eater, it was Tony who said you were a shit-eater!"

"Why don't you just die? Why don't you just die!" Gentleman Sheng kicked hard and cursed.

After he was tired from kicking and had vented a little of the grief and anger in his heart, the gentleman finally breathed heavily:

"go!

Call someone!

Portland Street!
Dongfeng Express!"

He was so angry that he didn't care about Ye Dongsheng's background anymore. He was determined to smash the store, find Tony and Tang Jun and kill them to avenge his brother!

……

At six o'clock in the morning, Thirteenth Sister was still asleep when she was violently shaken awake: "Big sister, something happened! Hong Le is calling!"

Thirteenth Sister suddenly jumped up from the bed: "What? They're coming? Grab your weapons! Call for help!"

"No! Big sister, you're not hitting us!"

Thirteenth Sister felt relieved: "What's going on?"

Meizai pulled Thirteenth Sister to the window and said, "Big sister, look for yourself!"

Thirteenth Sister peeked out the window and saw that at 6 o'clock, just after dawn, Portland Street was packed with hundreds of gangs, clubs, and machetes in hand, marching in one direction. The first thing that popped into her mind was "Dongfeng Express." The conflict between the two sides yesterday was still fresh in her mind!
She didn't know what kind of conflict there was between Dongfeng Express and Hong Le, but judging from the current situation, it must be big!

Gao Laozhong, with a machete tied to his hand, took the lead and led hundreds of his subordinates to walk across the street, staring at "Dongfeng Express".

I saw that the store was still open, but the lights were not on. I could only tell from the dim light that there seemed to be quite a few people inside.

A sinister smile appeared on Gao Laozhong's face. "Being alive is the best thing ever! I'll kill them today and avenge Brother Qiang!"
He raised his machete and swung his arm forward: "Charge!"

The gangsters in the front row also screamed and accelerated, rushing across the street!

However, the next moment, the lights in the store suddenly lit up, and then a group of uniformed police officers rushed out of the store in a fan shape!
Gao Laozhong was shocked. How the hell did PTU come out of it?

Not only inside the store, a group of PTU wearing blue hats kept emerging from several intersections on the street.

They held their shields tightly in both hands, their eyes were cold and firm, and their gazes were fixed on the gangsters not far away. Each step they took was steady and powerful, and the uniform footsteps sounded like the beating of heavy war drums.

The gangsters were obviously frightened by this sudden situation. After all, they had all experienced being beaten with batons by the PTU, not to mention that these people came with shields!

Many of the gangsters were terrified, their arrogance instantly vanishing. They looked at each other, their bodies trembling slightly. Some even took a few steps back. Those who were quick to react had already dropped their weapons and tried to escape!
But it was clear that the PTU had been prepared, using skilled tactical maneuvers to form a circle, tightly surrounding the gangsters. The shields were intertwined, airtight, like an indestructible steel barrier.

The gangster who tried to escape ran to the shield, but was hit hard by a baton and fell to the ground with a scream.

The smart ones threw away their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, but many people had machetes wrapped around their hands and could not throw them away for a while. For example, Gao Laozhong was directly regarded as a rebel by several police officers. Batons were hit at him from all directions, and he was beaten until he screamed!
Thirteenth Sister stood at the window in amazement. So many PTUs, working at 6am?!
In a car not far away, a cigarette butt fell out of Gentleman Sheng's mouth. Watching hundreds of his men being surrounded and rounded up by PTU police, he had only one thought in his mind: Damn it! We've been tricked!

……

10am, West Kowloon Headquarters, between Hoi Ting Road and Lai Cheung Road, Yau Ma Tei.

"Mr. Huang, Mr. Ye, please smile!"

Click!

"Perfect! (Perfect)!"

In the camera, Ye Dongsheng and a chubby policeman were holding hands, both with smiles on their faces.

"I sincerely thank Mr. Yip for his generous donation of 100 million! The West Kowloon Police District is even more confident in combating crime because of the support of a wise man like Mr. Yip who cares deeply about social peace!"

"Superintendent Wong, you're too kind! Thanks to the officers' lightning-fast response this morning, I can continue to conduct my business with peace of mind! With a decisive commander like Superintendent Wong at the helm, West Kowloon will surely become an impenetrable fortress that criminals fear!"

The person shaking hands with Ye Dongsheng and praising him was none other than the Chief Superintendent of the West Kowloon Police District, Wong Bing-yao, nicknamed "Deadly Scissor Kick"!

Ye Dongsheng donated another million to the West Kowloon General Administration. This million was not just for show. Dongfeng Express could not stay in Portland Street in the future. It would not hurt to establish a good relationship with the West Kowloon General Administration in advance.

If you want to be a big tap, how can you do it without spending money?

The effect is also great!
(End of this chapter)