Starting from Hong Kong in 1988!

As Xu Guangkun kept vigil for his elder brother, a thought would occasionally flash through his mind—

Hide away, don't seek revenge.

There are a million reasons for this.

He also shielded his elder brother from a knife attack.

We haven't known each other for very long.

We are not of this world, so let life be but a fleeting dream.

But the thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before it was gone.

Instead, another thought kept swirling and lingering in his mind.

That is-

revenge!

revenge!!

revenge!!!

The moment I saw these high-ranking members of the organizations appear.

This emotion reached its peak.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall silent.

The previous plan to scout out the location, memorize the faces of all the top executives of Hesheng, find a way out, and assassinate them one by one was instantly forgotten.

He knew clearly what he wanted; he could hear his own heartbeat, wild and frantic, like a wild beast about to break free of its cage.

.....

Yin Tao is 30 years old this year and has been hanging around on the streets for more than ten years.

He longed to achieve great things countless times, but he dared not risk his life and lacked the skills, so he remained just a henchman.

Therefore, he genuinely admired the formidable man who had completed the death sentence. Coincidentally, the leader he had previously followed was imprisoned, so he thought that when the leader took office, he would go to pay his respects and ask the leader to take him as his subordinate.

He went to the leader, hoping that the leader would agree to let him switch sides.

As a result, the leader told him in the blink of an eye that another gang said they could merge with He Sheng, but they would need two lives.

Which two lives? It goes without saying.

Yin Tao still can't forget it.

When the leader patted him on the shoulder and said with certainty, "Your elder brother is in prison, and this vacant position of Mong Kok gang leader should be taken over by you, a brother who is familiar with the place and has extensive experience."

That feeling of excitement, hesitation, eagerness, and reluctance to do such a despicable thing...

He rose to power by betraying his brothers; once he reached the position of hall master, that was the end of his road.

As Yin Tao pondered this, he placed the incense sticks on the Guan Gong statue.

"Congratulations, Master Yin."

Congratulations!

Congratulations rang out from the surrounding area from the uncles and the dragon head.

Yin Tao turned around.

"Thank you, Boss, thank you, uncles. I will dedicate myself to the gang from now on..."

Before he could finish his flattering words, he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

All the gangsters clasped their fists together—some familiar, some unfamiliar, some with whom they had grudges, some who used to pat their own head and call him "Tao Zai"...

They all bent down, and in unison shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Congratulations to the new Hall Master!"

Crackle, crackle.

The sound of firecrackers resounded through the sky.

The gangsters shouted again.

"Welcome to the new hall master."

The scale was enormous, the momentum was deafening!

"Congratulations to the new Hall Master!"

All he could see were a bunch of colorful gangsters, but Yin Tao seemed to have already seen his future life.

No more need to worry about daily necessities, no more need for bloodshed in the streets. All you need to do is shout about chivalry and heroism, and enjoy the beauty of nature.

He took a deep breath.

The pungent smell of gunpowder now smells so sweet, so intoxicating—it makes one feel like they're floating on air.

This is the hall master!

This is the scent of power!

This is the reward for betraying your brothers!

Finally, he stopped thinking, a smile spreading across his face. "Thank you, brothers!"

He exhaled a breath of stale air.

The last trace of guilt that remained in my heart also completely disappeared.

suddenly.

"A draw!"

A loud shout, delivered inappropriately, echoed ahead.

Looking around, Yin Tao saw a young man raising a gun not far away. His bloodshot eyes were as ferocious as a hungry ghost.

"It has thorns..."

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

....

A deafening gunshot echoed across the field.

The noisy banquet fell silent instantly, and then...

"what!"

A scream.

Like cold water dripping into a hot oil pan, the banquet exploded.

Some ran away, some screamed, and some crouched down and covered their heads...

Amidst the chaos, the incense and candles in front of Guan Gong were knocked over and scattered all over the ground.

The blond-haired man stared blankly at everything, unaware that the cigarette in his mouth was almost burning to his lips.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Xu Guangkun turned and ran.

"S".

The blond-haired man's gaze unconsciously followed the retreating figure, muttering to himself, "Fuck you."

At this time.

"The Marshal is dead!"

"Boss? Boss!"

"Chase after them!"

"Kill him! Avenge our boss!"

Once the gangsters realized what had happened, they started shouting and yelling.

Huang Mao took a deep breath.

As the gangsters rushed past him, the whooshing sound they created was accompanied by his short, forceful curses.

"Damn, that's awesome!"

...

We only killed two!

As Xu Guangkun changed his mind, he quickened his pace.

Before he could get far, a gangster suddenly appeared from a side alley, wielding a long staff that reached his eyebrows, and smashed it down on his head with lightning speed.

Xu Guangkun instinctively raised his hand to block.

"Bang!"

Amidst the dull thud, Xu Guangkun felt a numbness in his arm.

Before he could do anything, the stick came crashing down again, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The relentless, storm-like attacks gave Xu Guangkun no chance to breathe, forcing him to retreat continuously, his arms aching and numb.

At this time.

A flurry of footsteps and shouts sounded behind me.

"Here!"

The man wielding the stick shouted.

In the brief moment that he paused his attack, Xu Guangkun had already drawn his gun and roared.

"You think you're so tough, huh?!"

"Bang!"

When it is retrieved.

The gangster had already collapsed limply, his body twitching, a small blood hole on his forehead, and blood flowing from the back of his head, a mixture of red and yellow from his skull, onto the ground.

Xu Guangkun stepped over the corpse and continued running forward.

The terrifying scene caused the thugs who were chasing after them to slow down in unison.

.....

There was no further movement.

Xu Guangkun looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

then.

He then heard a faint voice echoing from the Young and Dangerous movies.

"He used a Black Star rifle, nine bullets. He fired five shots in the restaurant, and just fired another one."

The gangsters stirred up a small commotion, and the voice continued, "Only three shots left! With so many people, we can overwhelm him! Charge! Avenge the boss!"

The gangsters looked at each other for a while, and finally, one of them couldn't help but step forward.

"Damn it, a bunch of useless trash! Don't forget how the boss treats us all the time!"

Having said that, he took a step forward.

That shout was like the sound of a signal flare.

"Kill him!"

"Avenge the boss!"

"Charge! Kill him, and you'll get promoted and make a fortune!"

The gangsters charged forward, shouting nonsensical slogans, while the leader slowed down.

After hearing everything, Xu Guangkun gritted his teeth, turned around, and raised his gun.

"Bang!"

As luck would have it, the hoodlum who had been talking nonsense collapsed.

Xu Guangkun continued running until another gangster emerged from a side alley.

"Bang!"

....

Xin Xin Restaurant is located deep in Zuo Guo Road, far from the crowds.

But Hong Kong is not a big place to begin with, let alone the tiny Jordan Road.

In the time it took Xu Guangkun and his men to chase and flee, they had already reached around number 150.

Shops began to line both sides of the road, and there were many neon lights overhead, with a considerable number of pedestrians on the road.

As they approached, pedestrians who had witnessed too many of these scenes reacted quickly, ducking into shops and calling the police, while the shops closed their doors.

But none of that matters. What matters is that Xu Guangkun saw people rushing towards him with knives in the distance.

"Depend on."

Xu Guangkun cursed, looked around, and finally met the gaze of a gangster who had just rushed out of the convenience store and was running towards a motorcycle on the roadside.

The two of them turned to look at the motorcycle at the same time, and then looked back at each other at the same time.

in unison.

"Um?"

.....

He tried to steal my new car!

Realizing this, the gangster quickened his pace, leaping onto the motorcycle in a few strides. But before he could even start it, a tremendous force came from the back of his collar, pulling him to the ground.

"Can I borrow your motorcycle?"

"I'll lend you my money..."

The dirty stuff hasn't even been exported yet.

The gangster, who had just gotten up from the ground, looked up and was immediately confronted with the dark muzzle of a gun.

.....