Night, Mong Kok, Ganlin Street.

Liang Kun's boss Sha Qiang brought a few of his men to a bar under the jurisdiction of Feiji.

Without saying a word, he beat up the thugs who were watching the scene and threatened to destroy the plane tonight.

In less than five minutes, the furious Feiji appeared on Ganlin Street with dozens of his followers.

Sha Qiang looked at the dozens of people behind the plane, sneered and said.

"Why? Is this all your boss gave you?"

Feiji looked at Shaqiang expressionlessly and snorted coldly.

"These people are enough to kill you dozens of times. Silly Qiang, your boss is also from Hongxing. If you are willing to kneel down and apologize to my brothers who were beaten, and then pay a million or eight hundred thousand in compensation, I can pretend that you never did it. Otherwise, I will kill you tonight!"

Seeing that Jifei was so serious, Sha Qiang didn't want to be outdone.

"Fuck you! I'm going to kill you tonight. Come out, brothers!"

Following Sha Qiang's words, a large number of gangsters appeared on Ganlin Street, at least five or six hundred people, and quickly surrounded the people on the plane.

Feiji frowned slightly, staring at Sha Qiang and said.

"You brought so many people to Brother Dong's territory. Is your boss, Liang Kun, planning a rebellion?"

"I fuck your mother, stop putting the blame on you. I'm going to kill you today. Cut the crap, brothers, let's do it!"

In an instant, shouts of killing shook the sky, and a group of thugs drew their weapons and rushed towards Feiji and others.

The plane held a single sword and glanced at Patek Philippe.

"Call someone and tell Brother Dong about the situation here!"

After saying that, Feiji took the lead and rushed forward with a knife.

In less than a minute, another large group of thugs rushed out from Ganlin Street.

In an instant, a battle involving over a thousand people broke out on Ganlin Street.

Roars, wails, and shouts of killing were heard everywhere. In a short period of time, Ganlin Street was filled with blood.

Somewhere on the street, a hidden figure saw this and made a phone call.

"There's a fight on Ganlin Street."

"Yes, there was a real fight. Many people have died."

"Don't worry, I saw with my own eyes that several people had their arms chopped off."

"Okay, I'll go back now."

As the black shadow left, Liang Kun received a call from He Liansheng.

Liang Kun put down the binoculars in his hand and happily answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Jiangkun, you really keep your word."

"Of course. I take money and do the work. This is my principle. Your balance should have arrived by now, right?"

"The balance has been transferred, don't worry. After tonight, Cheng Yaodong will disappear from this world. The night-blooming cereus may be beautiful, but it can only bloom once in its lifetime. What do you think?"

Liang Kun frowned, unwilling to listen to the old man's showoff anymore.

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that for now. I still have to keep an eye on the battlefield, and there can't be any chaos."

After saying that, Liang Kun hung up the phone, picked up the telescope and continued to admire the epic battle on Ganlin Street.

"Fuck, one hundred bucks for an extra, a thousand of them only makes a fucking hundred thousand bucks. Why didn't I think of such a good idea before? Next time there's a fucking situation, I'll just bring ten thousand extras over there. I'll see who dares to disobey me."

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As the battle on Ganlin Street broke out, a large number of gangsters and thugs began to appear in all of Cheng Yaodong's territories.

Almost at the same time, they all started to cause trouble at Cheng Yaodong's base.

However, as soon as these people appeared, they were arrested by plainclothes police who had been lying in ambush. In just ten minutes, hundreds of gangsters were taken to the police station.

As these people were arrested, these policemen gradually disappeared.

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In a teahouse in Tsim Sha Tsui, Uncle Deng, who was playing mahjong with a few old guys, frowned when he heard the news.

Master Su sat aside and asked softly.

"We can't rely on the Chaozhou gang anymore, are we still going to continue?"

Deng Bo thought for a while and said.

"Since the police have left, let's continue according to the plan. Even without those Chaozhou gang members, the manpower we have deployed is enough to kill Cheng Yaodong. We can't miss this opportunity, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with Cheng Yaodong in the future. Notify them and take action."

"I understand, Uncle Dumbledore."

Master Su nodded and then left the teahouse.

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The battle on Ganlin Street is in full swing.

At the same time, a group of dwarf mules led by Brother Jia Qian from Shanghai Street have arrived at Ahua's territory in a mighty manner.

Since he had received the notice long ago, Ah Hua had already gathered six hundred brothers and was ready for battle.

The two sides stood about twenty meters apart, and Brother Jia Qian looked at Ahua and said.

"You're already prepared?! I've never seen you before. What's your name?"

Ah Hua raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"My name is Huadi, and you are Awu, who led people to ambush Dong Ge yesterday but managed to sneak away?"

Add money and wave your hand.

"A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Yesterday, 200 men against 500 or 600 had no chance of winning. Only a fool would wait for death. Today is different. Today you only have 600 men, while I have 800. I have the advantage in numbers, and you should be the one to run away."

"Fuck you! Clean your eyes and look at how many of us there are!"

Wuying pointed at Jiaqian's nose and cursed.

Brother Jia Qian was stunned. He saw that behind Ahua and his group, and behind the plane, five or six hundred people were walking towards this side in an orderly manner.

"Holy crap, is the battle on Ganlin Street over? Why did so many people suddenly show up?!"

"Just you and Liansheng are worthy of fighting my brother Dong? Those stupid ideas of yours have long been seen through by my brother Dong. You want to break into my territory? Shit!"

Brother Jia Qian touched his chin and thought to himself that this future boss was indeed quite capable. The 800 dwarf mules he brought with him and Liansheng were basically all blue lanterns, with poor cohesion and combat effectiveness. Even if they faced Ahua's 600 people, they might not be able to defeat them. Now it was 800 to 1,200, and there was no chance of winning at all.

When Brother Jia Qian was thinking about how to get out of this situation, the commotion behind him caught his attention.

Turning around, they saw another large group of thugs appearing, this time they even blocked their retreat. The leader was a woman in a casual suit. The strange thing was that this woman was hugging a woman in revealing clothes like a man.

The leading woman in a suit took a puff of her cigarette, then threw the butt on the ground and crushed it gently with her foot. Then she took the machete handed to her by her subordinates and pointed it suddenly in the direction of Brother Jia Qian.

"He Liansheng has crossed the line and dared to come to our Hongxing territory to cause trouble. Have you asked me, the Thirteenth Sister of Hongxing?!"

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