Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Brother Crow roared like crazy, his hoarse and passionate voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the entire street.

The phrase he said, "If you are not angry, you are still called a young man!"

These short but powerful words were like a sharp sword, piercing the sky and deeply shocking every loser present.

Hundreds of hooligans who were originally unruly and rebellious were all conquered by Brother Crow's aura at this moment, and their eyes showed a look of great respect.

It seemed that at this moment, they found the true meaning of life and the self that had been lost for so long.

This sentence is like a flash of lightning that cuts through the darkness, illuminating the confused spiritual world of young people;

It is also like a bright lamp, lighting the fire of hope on their way forward.

Yes, why should we live such a humble life?

Why can't we have our own personality and temper?

Do you have to be a loser for the rest of your life just because you are down and out for a moment?

He Daqing keenly sensed that the atmosphere on the scene had reached a climax. He raised his fist high without hesitation and roared with all his strength:

"arrogant!

arrogant!"

These two words were like a flood that broke through the dam, instantly igniting the long-suppressed ambitions in the hearts of dozens of losers behind Brother Crow.

They raised their machetes, steel pipes, chains and other weapons, and shouted at the top of their lungs along with He Daqing:

"arrogant!

"Very energetic~"

The passionate shouts resounded through the sky, deafening, as if shaking the entire world!

Even the old men, who brought many gang members with them, started to shout.

At first there were only a few, but under the suppression of the little leader's eyes, the idiots shut up.

In the back, where the little boss couldn't see, the sound became louder and louder, until it reached the people in front, so many that they were facing the little boss's eyes of suppression.

Brother Crow's buck teeth almost reached behind his ears when he laughed.

He pondered in his heart, he never expected that he could actually pretend to be so earth-shattering and awe-inspiring!

He Daqing smiled slightly, gently pushed Brother Crow, and said softly:

"Come on, let's go forward and meet these respected old guys!"

Brother Crow seemed to have been reborn. He held his head high and looked very dignified. He walked towards the old men unsteadily with three swaying steps.

He Daqing looked at Brother Crow in front of him, who was full of confidence but had lost his way, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he still followed closely behind him.

Before the old men had a chance to speak, Brother Crow couldn't wait to speak first:

"Yoho!

It is such an honor to have the uncles visit our Yau Ma Tei!

Why didn't you notify us in advance?

This way, I, the Crow, can prepare several tables of sumptuous banquets to welcome you, the big guys in the martial arts world!"

Brother Crow's remarks obviously angered some people present.

One of the grumpy old men glared and shouted:

"crow!

What exactly do you mean by this?

Do you really think you are the boss of Yau Ma Tei?"

Another old man echoed:

"That's right. When we were roaming the world, you were nowhere to be found!

Now that your hair hasn't even fully grown, you're already trying to claim to be the king and the tyrant.

You have such a big appetite, be careful not to choke yourself to death!"

Another old man even warned directly:

"Crow, you are so arrogant, have you never thought about the serious consequences that may arise?"

The crow seemed to suddenly become intelligent, with the corner of its mouth tilted and its head tilted to one side.

He said disdainfully:

“Arrogant?

So what if I'm arrogant?

Is it possible to be arrogant and break the law?

Let me tell you, I, the Crow, have always been so arrogant and domineering.

what's going on?

Don't like it?

If you have the guts, come and hit me!"

Upon seeing this, He Daqing nodded and bowed to show his agreement.

He said flatteringly:

“My dear leaders, our Brother Crow has always had such an arrogant personality.

If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me.

You guys just have to be patient for now, otherwise if you anger our Brother Crow, I will beat you to death."

Even though these old men didn't think much of Crow, after all, Crow was still a person in power in the community, and they more or less recognized his status.

However, who is He Da going to settle the matter?

He is just a small minion under Crow, yet he dares to speak so arrogantly.

This made the old men very angry.

One of the grumpy old men shouted:

"Fatty, who do you think you are? You have no right to interrupt here."

Another old man ordered:

"Ah ghost, go over there and teach this fat guy who doesn't know his place a lesson."

The other old men cast cold glances at He Daqing, staring at him as if he were a dying man.

Because they knew in their hearts that Ah Gui was recognized as a powerful character and was called "Double Flower Red Stick", a title that was not given casually.

The Double-Flower Red Stick is earned through punches and kicks. Only those who are recognized as gold medal fighters by large and small communities can enjoy this honor.

There are no more than two people in Hong Kong who can be called double-flowered red sticks and have not yet retired.

Ah Gui replied.

"Yes, uncle, I will kill him right now."

After Ah Gui finished speaking, he walked straight towards He Daqing step by step.

With every step he took, Ah Gui's aura became more fierce, like a sword about to leave his body.

He Daqing put away his cynical expression, narrowed his eyes, and looked serious.

His intuition told him that this was a master.

After a while, Ah Gui had walked in front of He Daqing and kicked He Daqing in the ribs with a tricky whip kick.

Ah Gui had long been fed up with He Daqing's arrogance, so this attack was intended to break He Daqing's ribs.

He wanted to kick He Daqing's ribs and break them, making He Daqing wail in agony.

He Daqing used a unique move to ask for directions and blocked Ah Gui's sweeping kick.

Ah Gui missed the attack and snorted coldly.

“Wing Chun?

Humph, woman punch! "

After saying that, he kicked towards He Daqing again.

He Daqing blocked the attack calmly and laughed.

"Mandarin duck serial kick?

That's it?

Haha!

You are a thing that is neither human nor ghost. In order to perform a series of kicks, please kick more smoothly.

You destroyed all the eggs yourself, right?

"No wonder I can kick so smoothly without worrying about pulling my balls, haha!"

He Daqing seemed to have hit upon Ah Gui's sore spot, and Ah Gui's kicking movements became even more fierce.

Every kick was aimed at He Daqing's vital points, focusing on his head and crotch.