Hong Kong news: A million soldiers have been mobilized; Uncle Deng begs me to be the leader.

The words fell.

Big B opened the door first and went downstairs.

Thirteen Sister, Han Bin, Da Fei, Greyhound and other hall masters also gathered over.

"What's going on?" Han Bin asked first.

Big B pointed ahead, "Chen Dao is here."

Are you in such a hurry to die?

Dafei picked his nose, then picked up a machete, waved his hand, and said, "Don't try to take it from me, this guy is mine."

Big B did not object when he saw this.

He also took out a weapon from the car.

"Be careful, everyone. This Chen Dao is a bit strange, and his men are all fearless."

All the hall masters nodded in agreement.

then.

All the henchmen abandoned the vehicle.

They followed behind Big B, walking forward.

Fortunately, this is a wide-open space; otherwise, thousands of people wouldn't be able to stand there, let alone chop people up.

soon.

Big B then saw what was happening ahead.

I saw.

not far away.

A dense crowd of people stood silently in front.

Compared to people like Big B.

The group of people were dressed in uniform black clothing, each carrying a large machete. Even though it was night, the machetes still gleamed with a chilling light under the moonlight.

These henchmen were all over 1.8 meters tall on average, and they looked much more imposing than the Hung Hing gang's thugs. Each of them exuded a fierce and bloodthirsty aura, like wild beasts about to break free of their cages.

And at the very front was Chen Dao, calmly smoking a cigarette.

Behind him.

Tony held a machete in his hand, his eyes sharp as he stared intently at Big B and the others.

Ah Hu, wearing a pair of pure steel brass knuckles, licked his lips and revealed a chilling smile.

Compared to these two formidable fighters, Ahua and Fly seemed somewhat less imposing, but neither of them showed the slightest fear.

Jimmy and Aja did not come; instead, they stayed at Paradise Bar to guard the rear.

"What was bound to happen has finally happened."

Chen Dao stubbed out his cigarette, calmly took off his coat, and took a machete from a black-clad henchman. He seemed to be looking at Big B casually, but the powerful sense of oppression was palpable.

opposite.

Big B and the other Hung Hing triad leaders frowned as they looked at Chen Dao and the densely packed group of his underlings behind him.

"Big B, didn't you say Chen Dao only had two thousand men? This looks like he has more than two thousand!"

Dafei got close to Da B's body.

The other hall masters also wore solemn expressions.

Big B was also somewhat surprised.

Chen Dao only had two thousand followers a while ago, how come he has so many in just a few days?

There are at least 3000 underlings here!

How did this guy do that?

For a while.

Big B took a deep breath. "Now is not the time to talk about this. Be careful later. All we need to do is take down Chen Dao."

Thirteen Sister and the others nodded.

"Chen Dao, you orchestrated Mr. Jiang's attack, didn't you?!"

After calming down the group of hall masters, Big B, holding a machete, pointed it at Chen Dao and shouted.

Before a fight breaks out, these gangsters usually make some tough statements to boost their morale.

but.

Chen Dao, however, did not have this idea.

Wasting your breath?

No need.

Anyway, these people will all be staying here later.

at this time.

A gentle breeze swept by.

The wind grew stronger, making the surrounding weeds rustle.

"It is going to rain……"

The once clear night sky was suddenly obscured by a huge dark cloud.

Tick-tick-tick-

Raindrops fell one by one.

soon.

The rain is getting heavier.

The oppressive atmosphere in the air grew increasingly heavy.

Chen Dao stretched his body.

next second.

He raised the machete in his hand.

"Since it's raining,"

"Then let's make a quick decision."

Roar--

The words fell.

Behind.

Thousands of black-clad henchmen simultaneously raised their machetes and, without a word, charged directly towards Hung Hing.

See this.

Big B was shocked.

but.

He reacted quickly.

A big wave of his hand.

Hung Hing's henchmen also rushed out.

The war is about to start.

The two sides were less than twenty meters apart.

Just the blink of an eye.

The Hung Hing henchmen and Chen Dao's black-clad assassins clashed violently.

Just for a moment.

The suburbs were filled with wails and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Minced meat, shattered internal organs, and splattered blood like it was free sprayed all over Chen Dao.

Chen Dao was like a nightmare that had crawled out of hell.

With a machete, he had cut down more than twenty Hung Hing henchmen in less than five minutes.

After taking care of one of the henchmen.

Chen Dao fixed his gaze on Han Bin, who was not far away.

"You got away last time, but you won't be so lucky this time."

The words fell.

Chen Dao charged straight at Han Bin.