Hong Kong film: The Ni family tycoon, who kills people and then amasses an army.

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Ni Yongyao smiled faintly.

Then, leading everyone in a grand procession, they headed towards Gandhi's hot pot restaurant.

Near the hot pot restaurant, the alley was filled with Gandhi's henchmen.

Upon seeing Ni Yongyao arrive with a large group of men, several of them immediately tried to inform him.

But as soon as they turned around, they were hit by the White Ghost's darts and fell to the ground without even uttering a sound.

The remaining people were also targeted by other assassins.

In this way, Ni Yongyao entered the hot pot restaurant without any obstacles.

In a hotpot restaurant.

Ni Yongyao led Bai Youling, his third uncle, and Ni Yongxiao in, while the other assassins remained outside.

Hearing the noise, Wen Zheng turned around and saw Ni Yongyao, and subconsciously curled his lip.

"Ah Yao, you're so arrogant. We've been waiting for you for ages..."

Wen Zheng put on airs of an elder, intending to intimidate Ni Yongyao with his imposing presence first.

But he underestimated Ni Yongyao's patience; this trick was completely ineffective against Ni Yongyao.

"White Ghost".

Ni Yongyao snapped his fingers.

White Ghost immediately understood and drew his katana.

puff!

With a single, clean thrust, the knife pierced Wen Zheng's back, pinning him to the chair.

"you……"

Wen Zheng coughed up blood and died before he could utter a single word.

Wen Zheng never imagined that Ni Yongyao had no intention of negotiating at all; he had come today to take their lives.

Uncle San and Ni Yongxiao exchanged a glance, both surprised by Ni Yongyao's straightforward style.

The two of them immediately felt more at ease.

For a behemoth like the Ni family, the leader must be ruthless. Any hesitation puts the entire Ni family at risk.

Meanwhile, Gandhi, who was opposite Wen Zheng, was so frightened by the sudden knife strike that he slumped into his chair.

All the boasts he had made to Wen Zheng before vanished into thin air with that one strike.

"Gold coin +50!"

When Ni Yongyao saw the system notification, a look of joy appeared on his face.

When he took down the bodyguard and Mary, Ni Yongyao had already made a guess, and now it is even more confirmed that the amount of gold coins obtained depends on the target's status and position.

The higher the status and position of the person, the more gold coins you get after killing them.

"If we take over the Governor of Hong Kong, how many gold coins would we get?"

Ni Yongyao thought to himself.

Of course, this is just wishful thinking. If they were to actually touch the Governor of Hong Kong, they would have to face the siege of the British Empire.

Ni Yongyao turned his attention away from the gold coins and looked at Gandhi.

Gandhi shuddered under Ni Yongyao's cold gaze, fearing that he too would become a victim of the blade at any moment.

"Mr. Ni, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Gandhi explained, trembling.

"I had already prepared the profits for this month, but Wen Zheng and the others insisted on stopping me. I had no choice but to do so. I hope Mr. Ni will be magnanimous."

Gandhi launched into a long speech, all traces of his previous confidence gone.

As he spoke, Gandhi secretly hoped that his men outside would rush in.

After all, this was Gandhi's territory.

But when Gandhi heard the screams coming from outside, his last hope was extinguished.

Looking at the cowardly Gandhi, Ni Yongyao suddenly felt a wicked sense of amusement.

“Gandhi, I’m here today only to deal with Wen Zheng, it has nothing to do with you.”

However, if I were you, I would immediately go home to check if anyone was helping you plow the fields.

After saying this, Ni Yongyao patted Gandhi's cheek, laughed, and left.

Gandhi was left completely bewildered.

It wasn't until a few minutes later, when Gandhi recovered from his near-death experience, that he began to ponder Ni Yongyao's words and came to his senses.

"not good!"

Gandhi realized that he was very likely being cuckolded.

Ignoring the unresolved grievances of Wen Zheng, Gandhi grabbed his mobile phone and rushed out of the hot pot restaurant.

Upon stepping outside, Gandhi immediately gasped in shock.

The narrow alley was covered in blood and marks from knives and clubs.

However, the large number of henchmen that Gandhi had stationed there had disappeared without a trace.

Gandhi shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine. He didn't dare linger for even a second longer and quickly drove away.

……

At Gandhi's home.

The two-story duplex mansion is decorated in an extremely luxurious style.

At this moment, a man and a woman were rolling around together on the large bed in the bedroom.

The woman was Gandhi's wife, and the man was one of Gandhi's allies, Guo Hua.

"Guohua, when are you going to finally bring that old man down? I feel disgusted just looking at him every day."

Gandhi's wife snuggled up to Guohua.

"Don't rush, isn't it good that we're having fun like this?"

Guohua said with a grin.

In reality, Guohua never intended to ruin Gandhi for the sake of a woman. He was just enjoying the feeling of sleeping with his friend's wife by hooking up with this slut.

Without Gandhi, how could the Chinese in Taiwan enjoy their lives?

The two were cuddling when suddenly the door was kicked open with a bang.

"Fuck your mother! Guohua, how dare you mess with my wife!"

Gandhi, his face covered in green, burst in.

Chapter Six: Guohua Counterattacks Gandhi, Hung Hing Prince Plants His Flag!

Gandhi witnessed Guo Hua having an affair with his wife and was furious.

In fact, Gandhi had sensed something was wrong with his wife a long time ago, but he never imagined that her lover was actually his good brother, Guo Hua!

How could Gandhi possibly accept this!

"husband……"

"Gandhi, let me explain!"

Gandhi's wife and Guohua were also dumbfounded, never expecting that Gandhi would return when they were having such a great time.

"Shut the fuck up, you adulterous couple!"

Enraged, Gandhi grabbed a fruit knife from the side and stabbed Guohua.

Guohua instinctively dodged.

puff!

The fruit knife was plunged deep into Gandhi's wife's heart.

"Gandhi, you're serious!"

Guohua felt a wave of fear wash over him, breaking out in a cold sweat.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would be dead by now!