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

This is something the Crown Prince cannot accept.

Before coming to Tsim Sha Tsui, Prince had made a pledge to Hung Hing leader Chiang Tin-sang: he would not return until he had taken Tsim Sha Tsui.

Despite facing the Crown Prince, who was like a tiger descending the mountain, Ni Yongyao remained calm and composed, smoking a cigar as if no one else was around.

"White Ghost, take care of him."

Ni Yongyao said.

"Yes, Mr. Ni."

White Ghost nodded and then flashed to meet the prince.

Swish!

A flash of silver light.

White Ghost drew his katana from his back and slashed down at the prince's head!

The prince never expected White Ghost to be so fast. It was too late to dodge, and he could only parry with his sword.

Click!

Accompanied by the sound of metal breaking.

The samurai sword easily severed the watermelon knife, and without stopping, it cut off the prince's arm holding the sword as well!

"my hand!"

When the prince saw the severed arm lying on the ground, he almost collapsed.

The entire process, from the moment they made their move to the moment they clashed, took less than three seconds.

The outcome was already decided.

This is enough to show how terrifying the White Ghost's strength is.

Even the Prince, who was known as the God of War within Hung Hing, couldn't withstand a single blow from White Ghost.

White Ghost flicked the blood off his blade, then delivered a powerful whip kick, sending the prince flying.

puff!

The prince slammed heavily against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Ni Yongyao was not surprised at all.

After all, White Ghost is a four-star assassin, worth a thousand gold coins. If she can't even kill the prince instantly, then she's not very valuable.

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Chapter Eight: Huang Zhicheng Popping Champagne at Halftime - Sustainable Development and Depletion of Resources

The crown prince fell.

The Hung Hing underlings, who were already no match for the enemy, instantly lost their momentum.

There was no decent resistance; the situation turned into a one-sided massacre.

Next to the ring.

Blackie looked at the prince, who was vomiting blood, and the Hung Hing underlings being slaughtered like pigs.

Cold sweat soaked his entire body, and he couldn't stop trembling.

No matter what, the black guy never expected the situation to turn out this way.

Is the Crown Prince all bark and no bite, or is Ni Yongyao simply too formidable?

Black people can no longer be distinguished.

All he knew was that if he had known things would turn out this way, he wouldn't have dared to betray the Ni family even if he had a hundred lives.

But now, it seems it's too late.

"Mr. Ni, please let me explain..."

Blackie looked at Ni Yongyao, who was slowly walking towards him, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"If you have something to say, go downstairs and talk to the old man."

Ni Yongyao flicked his cigar at the black man's face.

The scalding hot ash fell, but the black man didn't even dare to dodge.

"Mr. Ni, it was all the Crown Prince's doing that forced me to do this. I had no choice. Please, I beg you, for the sake of the Ni family I have served for decades..."

The black man grabbed Ni Yongyao's trouser leg and pleaded.

"What goes around comes around."

Ni Yongyao kicked the black ghost away and then made a throat-slitting gesture at the white ghost.

White Ghost understood and immediately came over.

Swish!

After the stab, the black man clutched his throat and collapsed.

Even as he died, the black man tried to say something, but could only make muffled sobs and couldn't utter a single word.

At this point, all four hall masters of the Ni family were dead.

"Gold coin +50!"

"Gold coin +1!"

"gold……"

Ni Yongyao looked satisfied as he saw the system notifications that kept appearing.

Then the focus shifted to the Crown Prince.

"Drip drip!"

Just then, Ni Yongyao's mobile phone rang.

"Mr. Ni, the phone."

White Ghost handed the mobile phone to Ni Yongyao's ear.

At that time, mobile phones were not yet lightweight and were all the size of bricks, so Ni Yongyao always had Bai Youling carry them.

"What is it? Speak."

Ni Yongyao asked.

"Mr. Ni, a large number of police officers are on their way and will soon surround the Prince Boxing Gym."

On the other end of the phone was one of the assassins arranged by Ni Yongyao.

The Ni family had already been targeted by the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau (OCTB), so Ni Yongyao naturally wouldn't let his guard down before taking action.

Several assassins were pre-arranged to act as lookouts at various high points in the neighborhood.

If there is any situation, we will notify you by phone.

"Keep a close eye on them."

Ni Yongyao hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

He shouted at the group of assassins who were hacking and slashing at Hung Hing henchmen, "Withdraw!"

Although the Hung Hing faction has been completely defeated, it is only a matter of time before they are all killed.

But now the police could arrive at any time, and Ni Yongyao wouldn't risk it for a little bit of profit.

At this critical juncture, if we are stopped by the police, the consequences will be very serious.

At Ni Yongyao's command, all the assassins immediately stopped killing and, like machines, orderly and uniformly withdrew from the boxing gym.

Then they escorted Ni Yongyao and the others into the car and drove away quickly.

"Brother, why don't you kill the Crown Prince before retreating?"

In the car, Ni Yongxiao asked.

“A cripple can be killed at any time; there’s no need to rush.”

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

In fact, Ni Yongyao could have easily killed the Crown Prince, but he didn't.

For Ni Yongyao, killing the crown prince now would only yield a few dozen gold coins, which would be too wasteful.

Since the person is already ruined, it's better to spare their life and harvest them again next time.

After all, the crown prince had his arm cut off; such a great grudge could not go unpunished.

Ni Yongyao was just waiting for the Crown Prince to gather his men for revenge, so he could reap a huge reward.

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