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Everyone present was shocked, but before they could react, a deafening explosion resounded across the rooftop.

In the blink of an eye, screams, vomiting blood, and wails filled the air, turning the place into a living hell.

The once-glorious Kowloon Gang's high-ranking members were either dead or wounded, leaving a scene of widespread devastation. Even members of the Triad were severely injured. Then, a series of intense gunshots rang out.

Each bullet ruthlessly reaped lives.

Wang Jianjun, Li Xiangdong, and their fully armed squad, with their keen senses and unpreparedness, delivered precise, pinpoint shots to finish off any survivors.

The rabble on the rooftop had no ability to resist. To the Kowloon Gang, this was the prince's territory. They were searched as soon as they came up, and they couldn't even bring a dagger, let alone a gun.

For the Sanlian Gang, they never expected that after the prince died on the stage, they would be ambushed and attacked with a deadly weapon like a grenade right off the bat.

He was caught completely off guard by the sudden attack and died on the spot in the blink of an eye.

On the rooftop, almost all of the Kowloon Gang's elites were slaughtered, including Kowloon Long Hair, Kowloon Three Eagles, and various Kowloon Gang elders. Whether they were injured or had just died, they were all given a finishing blow as a reward.

Two shots to the body and one to the head—the kind of shot that would make even the King of Hell shake his head.

"Volcano, I'll fuck your mother!"

The once-powerful leader of the Kowloon Gang had half his body charred and cracked, writhing on the ground in agony, screaming like a pig being slaughtered, all the while cursing under his breath.

Just a moment ago, Volcano reacted quickly and shielded this big shot in front of him, acting as a meat shield to absorb all the damage.

"Sorry, boss, as you said, everything is for the club! You're too old and useless now. The future of the club is me, and my life is more important than yours!"

With a sinister look on his face, Volcano strangled his boss to death, fearing that the guy would shout and attract unnecessary attention. He himself, like a rat crossing the street, used the smoke bomb as cover to climb through the pile of corpses, looking for a chance to escape.

But just as he was about to reach the top of the stairs, he froze, looking at Qin Tai, who was calm and waiting for a long time, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hey, isn't this a volcano? It has a rather unique shape. Where are you headed as you climb?"

Qin Tai's smile was both mocking and dangerous.

"Handsome Tai, this...this was all your doing?!" Volcano wasn't stupid; the moment he saw Qin Tai, he understood everything. "You...you deliberately set up this scheme for me to kill someone else, actually wanting to be the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind! You wanted me to gather all the high-ranking members of the Kowloon Gang, so you could wipe them all out in one fell swoop..."

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt, as if he had fallen into an ice cave and his blood had stiffened.

"You guessed right, but unfortunately there's no reward." Qin Tai laughed. "Do you remember you owe me a favor? Now's the perfect time to repay it, with your life."

"No, no, no..." Volcano's face turned ashen, and he kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy. "I still have value. I'm willing to switch sides with Hung Hing and serve you. I still owe Liang Kun money for goods and haven't had time to pay it back. I... ah!"

Qin Tai was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so he kicked him in the chest.

The sound of the volcano abruptly stopped. His chest felt as if it had been smashed by a speeding truck, his bones and internal organs were shattered, and in the blink of an eye, he was dead beyond dead.

Thus, Qin Tai nearly wiped out all the high-ranking members of the Kowloon Gang in one battle.

"Boss, as you instructed, everyone except Nine-Tattooed Dragon and the prince has been finished off. There are no survivors!"

Wang Jianjun, Li Xiangdong, and others respectfully reported the battle results, which were once again zero casualties.

“Very good. Remember to make it look like the Triad and Kowloon gangs are fighting each other and dying together.”

"understand!"

Just now, Qin Tai deliberately instructed Wang Jianjun and his men to slow down the pace of the massacre after eliminating the Sanlian Gang's men. The surviving Kowloon Gang leaders, in their panic, had no time to think. Whether they called for help or sent death messages, it would be the perfect way to mislead them.

The kind of identity that nails the Triad gang's mastermind to the wall of shame, so that it can never be removed.

The prince had just invited Nine-Dragon Gang to a duel, and specially invited high-ranking members of the Nine Dragons Gang to witness it. This was common knowledge in the Kowloon District. Shortly after, news came that the high-ranking members of the Nine Dragons Gang had been wiped out, and the information sent by the high-ranking members before their deaths pointed directly at the Triad.

Even if Lei Gong vehemently denies that they did it, it's still a case of mud falling into your pants, even if it's not shit, it's still shit.

Although the layout was somewhat rough, it completely severed the connection between Qin Tai and Hung Hing, especially since Qin Tai had the most perfect alibi.

Tomorrow, rumors will circulate in the underworld that Shin-yi has inherited the will of the Tornado and is launching a counterattack against the violent gangs, with Hung Hing's leader, Handsome Tai, personally overseeing the operation.

No one in the martial arts world could have imagined that Qin Tai could simultaneously be the mastermind behind two earth-shattering schemes.

"Nine-Dragon, Nine-Dragon, once you enter the martial world, you either achieve great success or die; there is no middle ground. You know this, yet you still insist on coming back after your investigation. Your foolishness has destined this as your fate."

Qin Tai looked at the Nine-Tattooed Dragon's body, riddled with holes from the explosion, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, not even a hint of regret.

Just now, the male protagonist, whose halo had been exhausted, became the epicenter of the explosion. Coupled with his physical exhaustion, he had no way to dodge and was directly blown to pieces by the shrapnel of the grenade, dying beyond any hope of survival, leaving behind endless regret.

The saying goes, "Possessing a treasure is a crime." Nine-Dragon's return to Hong Kong Island was destined to be a tragedy from the very beginning. He was too naive to think that he could live a peaceful life by staying out of the world. Little did he know that once he entered the underworld, there was no turning back. Ma Jiaohong was just a fuse. As long as he lived, he would be a thorn in the side of the Kowloon Gang!

Although this guy is indeed a talented individual, his mindset is even worse than Wei Jixiang's back then, making him completely unsuitable for being subdued. Even if he were to be subdued, what then? He would still be a huge source of trouble.

So let's just squeeze out all his usefulness and send him off to end his suffering.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qin Tai fired three shots in quick succession, hitting a gangster in front of him who looked just like Du Gou in the face, leaving the man's face a bloody mess, making it impossible to recognize him.

"What kind of bullshit Nine Dragons Long Hair is this? You damn dog, you dare to show your ugly face without any censorship and disgust people!"

Wang Jianjun and Li Xiangdong couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. This was the first time they had ever seen their boss so displeased with the desecration of a corpse. It seemed that this guy named Jiulong Changfa was no good and must have committed extremely heinous crimes in his lifetime!

After this matter was settled, Qin Tai personally took charge of the yakuza headquarters.

Chen Luojun, Feng Yuxiu, Xin Yi, and others, as the MVPs of the battlefield settlement, all had injuries of varying degrees, some with bruises and swelling, others with crooked mouths and eyes, but fortunately, they all returned victorious.

"Master, I have fulfilled my mission and taken down that bastard Wang Jiu!"

Chen Luojun reported the battle situation in detail, which was actually no different from what Qin Tai knew in the original story.

Chen Luojun and Feng Yuxiu, along with Xin Yi, Twelve Young Masters, and Si Zai, ambushed Wang Jiu at the Ghost Festival procession. After barely withstanding Wang Jiu's double-handed AK fire and the entanglement of his henchmen, they were caught in a fierce battle.