Siheyuan, don't yell at me

The fire at Yau Ma Tei Police Station completely shattered Brother Crow's last line of defense, and he willingly became He Daqing's younger brother.

He even took the initiative to find He Daqing and asked him to be his boss.

"Brother Xiao Niu, we are in need of a leader in Yau Ma Tei. Since you are such a good fighter, do you want to be the boss?

My brothers and I all obey you. Just say the word and I will lead people to kill those ungrateful guys."

He Daqing lay on the sofa, holding a cigarette in his hand, lost in thought.

Brother Crow acted with me last night and even killed a foreigner with his own hands, which can be regarded as a token of his loyalty.

With this handle in hand, Brother Crow should not turn against us unless there is a major conflict of interest.

Brother Crow's territory is indeed a bit small now. There are more than a dozen streets in Yau Ma Tei, but he only occupies one street, and it is still a place where the money is not very lucrative.

There is not even a casino, only a brothel, and the protection fees collected are barely enough to cover the expenses of Brother Crow and his group.

Fortunately, he killed the boss Sang Biao, so Brother Crow didn't have to pay tribute to his superiors. He finally saved some money and bought a second-hand motorcycle, but it was robbed.

Since he wants Brother Crow to collect intelligence for him, the bigger Brother Crow's territory should be, the better.

The larger the territory, the wider the sphere of influence and the more brothers under you. As a result, the various sources of information will naturally become more colorful.

Considering this point, He Daqing said slowly:

"Crow boy!

I've been having trouble appearing in public lately due to some issues, and you're aware of this.

So, I plan to let you be the host.

Can you tell me who around here is dissatisfied with you?"

Hearing this, Brother Crow touched his head embarrassedly.

"Brother Xiaoniu, I, I am still inexperienced and it is difficult for me to convince others.

In the surrounding neighborhoods, no one takes me seriously.

If our area didn't have casinos and high-end dance halls that can make money, I'm afraid our territory would have been taken away by others long ago."

"Okay, stop talking such useless nonsense!

Let's pick any of the two nearby streets and we'll go over there and smash their place to pieces.

You can rest assured. As long as I and Curly Chen are here, who would dare to seek death without paying attention?

By then, I will beat him so hard that even he won’t be able to recognize him.”

Upon hearing this, Brother Crow was overjoyed. He had never expected that such a good thing was waiting for him, so he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, Brother Niu, I'll gather my brothers right away, and we'll go attack the long-haired guy's territory."

Sang Biao is dead, and the monkeys scatter when the tree falls. Most people, although still fighting under the banner of Sang Biao's original gang, just want to recover Sang Biao's original territory.

With the support of He Daqing, Brother Crow directly changed the name of the gang. From then on, it was called the Bald Cooperative, and all the brothers in the gang had their heads shaved.

It was just getting dark, outside a high-end dance hall in Yau Ma Tei.

Brother Crow led a group of ferocious-looking, bald-headed younger brothers to the door of the dance hall and quickly surrounded it tightly!

He Daqing knew the purpose of this trip very well. In order to avoid attracting attention, he deliberately wore a creepy skull scarf to cover his head and wrapped his hair before blending into the crowd.

At this moment, the situation has become clear. It is obvious that Brother Crow has come here to find trouble, make trouble, and ruin the place!

For the local tyrants who used to collect "protection fees" in this neighborhood, if they can't deal with this difficult guy in front of them, they may no longer have a place to stand in the future;

If they really don't have the ability to deal with Brother Crow, then it only proves that these people are not worthy of this job!

After all, the mafia world has always followed the law of the jungle:

Whoever has the stronger fist and greater power can eat and drink enough and dominate the area.

The reason why He Daqing did not let Brother Crow go was that his gang broke into the dance hall and did whatever they wanted, smashing and looting at will.

It is entirely out of his confidence in his own hard power that He Daqing is determined to get this piece of fat meat.

By then, Brother Crow would naturally have a share in this dance hall.

In that case, why rush?

If we rush in now and start smashing things, wouldn't that be equivalent to destroying our own property?

After more than half an hour, a group of people armed with machetes and iron bars emerged from the street corner.

It was a dark crowd, and there seemed to be at least fifty or sixty people, which was more than twice the number of people Brother Crow had.

The younger brothers behind Brother Crow, seeing so many people on the other side, immediately caused quite a commotion, and some of the timid ones even began to take a few steps back.

Changmao looked at the panicked little brothers behind Brother Crow and his mood suddenly improved. He looked very proud and started to mock Brother Crow.

"Hey, isn't this Crow Boy?

With a bald head, do you think you are the principal of the Whampoa Military Academy?

Haha!

Kneel down now, kowtow three times respectfully, and then crawl through my crotch, and I will pretend that what happened today never happened. "

Brother Crow was also very panicked at this time. Without saying a word, he turned his head and looked at He Daqing with a look for help.

He Daqing had to stand up and speak. If he didn't, all of Brother Crow's subordinates would probably run away.

"How dare you talk to my boss?

Do you believe that I can beat the shit out of you with one punch? "

Brother Changmao seemed to have heard a very funny joke. He laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. The younger brothers behind him also laughed along.

"Crow, if you're scared, go home and drink your milk!

Haha!

Let a fool help you out!

Ouch~

I can’t take it anymore, I can’t take it anymore, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard!

Come on, idiot, hit me to death with one punch, I'm right here.

Wearing a skull turban, do you think you are a pirate?

Haha~"

After hearing what Changmao said, He Daqing walked straight towards Changmao and stood in front of him.

Without saying a word, he raised his fist as big as a casserole and hit Changmao Brother hard in the face.

In an instant, Brother Changmao's face was deformed by the beating.

Brother Changmao felt as if his face was hit by a speeding train.

My head buzzed, the whole world went dark, I completely lost consciousness, and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone stared with eyes wide open, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

He, how dare he?

The second in command next to Brother Changmao pointed his finger at He Daqing.

"you you..."

Before he could utter the third word, He Daqing punched him again, knocking him unconscious.