Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 128:24: Nathan Road is destined to be bustling (Part )
The Donglian Society thugs who were watching the scene on Nathan Road have been beaten away. Judging from the time, the Sanxians have already started taking action in Cheung Le Street and Parkes Street.

There are at most one or two hundred people around Big Mouth Duck.

Chi Mengli roughly calculated in his mind, and knew what was going on. He smiled and said, "O Ji should have heard about this by now, and will be dispatched soon."

"The timing is just right. After we defeat the big-mouthed duck, we'll go back and have a celebratory drink."

"The injured brothers should get on the bus first and be taken to the Medical Hall Street for treatment. Look for familiar faces. These miracle doctors won't take action unless they get money."

"Gather the brothers, I really want to see if that Duckling has been secretly practicing some martial arts secrets behind my back and has turned himself into a peerless master!"

(I want to see if Brother Yazi has learned some martial arts secrets behind my back and become a peerless master!)
Chi Mengli spat the half-empty bottle of Double Happiness on the ground and joked with Bocaidong with a smile.

Bo Xidong took a long puff of his cigarette, then flicked the Double Happiness cigarette in his hand away, cursing, "Hei Ah Hu is just a weakling, a white paper fan, his brain is not sharp enough."

"To be a popular gangster, he doesn't even have the skills to fight and kick! He just brags all day long, saying that he is the worst and most vicious gangster in Yau Ma Tei."

"It breaks if you touch it, and leaks if you poke it."

"Lao Ding is really blind. He promoted such a loser to be a blank paper fan. It would be better for me to be the blank paper fan and let Hei Ah Hu, a loser, be the straw sandal. Straw sandals only require talking."

"Brother Sheng, you know me well. I, Adong, am the smartest and most resourceful. I am the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang."

"Lao Ding, you don't know how to judge people, you met the wrong person!"

It is really ironic that these four words "Zhuge Wulong" came out of the mouth of a loser like Bo Xidong.

For a moment, Chi Mengli didn't know how to answer. This guy was so naive and arrogant!

"Stop talking nonsense. Zhuge Liang is not as resourceful as you, Dong Bo. Everyone in Yau Ma Tei knows that the gang is supported by you, Dong."

"Go call someone, the big duck is about to fall."

Chi Mengli kicked Bocaidong and told him to blow the whistle and line up quickly, as the big-mouthed ducks would be here soon. Without all the men, even if he had great martial arts skills, he would not be able to withstand one or two hundred people.

After receiving the praise, Bo Xidong blew the whistle with a smile, gathered the thugs who were going to beat the fallen dog together, lined up, and tied the red cloth on their arms tightly to avoid being hit on the head by their own people.

After moving a few times, Chi Mengli felt unwell and sat on the pedestrian railing. This big-mouthed duck fell to the ground.

Ten minutes later, he saw the big-mouthed duck rushing towards him aggressively.

"Brother Yazai, you look so awesome today! I'm so envious!"

When Chi Mengli saw the big-mouthed duck coming, he jumped down from the pedestrian railing and took the Miao Dao from Xizi's hand again.

When Dakouya saw the calm and composed Handsome Sheng, he was filled with hatred. He picked up the long knife in his hand, pointed it at Handsome Sheng's nose, and cursed loudly, "Pick that star."

"Handsome Sheng, you have crossed the line and broken the rules of the underworld! (You have crossed the line and broken the rules of the underworld!)"

Chi Mengli put his hand on his left ear and listened.

Bo Xidong behind him immediately understood what he meant and shouted loudly: "Bullshit! Bullshit!"

The young and gangsters were the best at stirring up trouble. When they heard Bocaidong's shouting, they immediately followed suit and all shouted "Bullshit!"

"What are you talking about? There are so many people around me, I can't hear a word you say."

"Big mouth duck, stop whining. The money your boss Hongtai owes is pledged by the hall, and it has your boss's autograph on it."

"Don't you dare mention the debt of death to me? If you don't pay me back, I will come here every day to set up a flag. One place is worth a blue crab (ten yuan). When I have collected three million, I will stop."

"Jijiwaiwai, people in the martial arts world don't rely on their mouths to fight. No, I forgot, you are Brother Duck, a dead duck is still stubborn!"

Chi Mengli leaned on the Miao Dao with both hands and looked at the big-mouthed duck with a smile on his face, as if to say, "If you don't like me, come and bite me."

Whether it's planting flags or fighting, you have to have a legitimate reason. Even if you are wrong, you still have to get involved.

Just like when he took down Hongtai, Donglian News Agency did not come forward to cause trouble for him. No matter how big the problem is, it is not as important as reason.

It is only natural to pay back debts.

Even if the whole thing is put on the big stage of the martial arts world and broken into pieces, there is no problem, because Chi Mengli is in the right in this matter.

When he heard that a place was only worth a blue crab, he was so angry that he wanted to use the knife in his hand to cut the handsome guy Sheng in half.

Since you don’t want to talk about numbers, then don’t talk about it. Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss.

Knowing that Handsome Sheng is highly skilled in martial arts, Dakouya dare not take it lightly this time. He also doesn't know why Handsome Sheng, a loser with such a strong fist, has to endure being the old fourth nine for three years.

Such outstanding boxing and kicking skills are comparable to the five great men and ten red sticks of He Liansheng, the one general manager and ten heroes of Xinji, and the Shuanghua, Xianmo, Diandao and Emperor of the Number Gang. He is a top fighter in the world. Even his fellow brothers in the water room, Gao Laofa, Baihua Snake and Che Shen, may not be his opponents.

Throwing the street!

Playing the pig and eating the tiger, how cool is that?!
The last time they fought, it was Liangzai Sheng who took the initiative. This time, Dakouya would definitely not make the same mistake again. He kicked up the long sword and rushed towards Liangzai Sheng as fast as a cheetah.

Seeing the big-mouthed duck coming to die, Chi Mengli sneered, raised his long sword, held it horizontally to his chest, and killed the big-mouthed duck.

The bosses have already rushed forward, and the henchmen on both sides certainly cannot retreat, so they collide with each other like two waves.

The two long swords of Big Mouth Duck and Chi Mengli intersected in an instant, splashing a string of dazzling sparks.

As soon as the fight started, Chi Mengli had the upper hand and was obviously more skilled. He gripped the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, veins bulged on his arms, and every time he swung the knife, it was filled with tremendous force.

The big-mouthed duck could only passively take the beating. He felt numbness in the base of his palm and his wrist felt as if it had been hit by two sledgehammers.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.

When you see the big-mouthed duck resisting weakly, you know that this loser is only good enough.

Hei Ahu is really disappointing. He can't even handle such a loser. This turret is totally unqualified. He should consider replacing it with a capable one.

Chi Mengli was multitasking, his head was thinking about other things, but his hands were constantly moving. He was seen using the Thirteen Styles of Miao Dao, each sword striking directly at the vital points of the big-mouthed duck. The momentum was like surging waves, one after another, continuously.

As for the suppressed Big Mouth Duck, he could only defend himself with difficulty, blocking left and right with the knife in his hand, and retreating in panic.

Chi Mengli's knife fell like a storm, and the sound of "dang! dang! dang!" was endless, and each sound made his arm numb.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes revealed a hint of fear and despair, and his clothes were torn in several places. He looked in danger, as if he would be completely defeated by this fierce attack in the next moment.

But now is not the time to escape. Big Duck can only hold on, because if he runs, the brothers behind him will also run, and then Nathan Road will really be unable to be defended.

The only thing we can do now is to hold on. Every minute we can hold on is a minute.

When Bo Xidong saw Brother Sheng's powerful power, his man-chasing madness went mad. He rushed into the crowd with two long knives in his hands and started chopping everyone he saw.

Just like Li Kui in Water Margin, he was not afraid even if he was injured and still rushed forward.

Xizai, whose head was broken in the fight on the stairs, was slightly injured but refused to leave the front line. He got a three-meter-long steel pipe with a sharpened tip from somewhere and turned himself into a spearman, stabbing at the Donglian Society's men.

You know what, this is much more intimidating than a machete or a baseball bat. He is surrounded by fellow disciples from his martial arts school, all of them are talented.

The one at the front was holding a large bamboo shield that was big enough to cover two people. He protected Xizi and other fellow disciples and rushed forward.

Among Xizai's fellow apprentices, there were two who held forks, and they used their forks to attack the Donglian Society on both sides who were trying to disrupt the small team's formation.

The weapon in the hands of the last person was unprecedented. It was a three-meter-long iron broom covered with bamboo strips and iron wires, which swept through the army continuously.

Even Chi Mengli, who was fighting passionately with the big-mouthed duck, was attracted by this uniquely shaped battle formation. After a little thought in his mind, he immediately found the answer.

This is the military formation of the Qi family army, which is specifically designed to fight against Japanese pirates.

In fact, there are many people in Hong Kong who understand the military formations of the Qi Family Army, and the Deng family of Dapu is a leader. When they fought against the foreigners and went up the mountain to fight guerrilla warfare against the Japanese, the Deng family of Dapu was always at the forefront.

The descendants of the Deng family in Dapu would strive to be the first in every battle. They used the military formation of the Qi family army to fight with the foreigners with bayonets, and even had bloody bayonet fights with the Japanese in the fields.

Therefore, the foreigners also respected the Deng family of Dapu very much, gave them the right to be officials, and made them the leaders of the gentry association.

Chi Mengli was not sure whether there were any descendants of the Deng family of Dapu among Xizai’s fellow apprentices, but one thing was certain, there were talented people in the countryside!
Jimi, who had lost face in the last passionate fight, also rushed to the front line, trying to regain his face.

The soldiers were all incompetent, and the generals were all incompetent. Under the leadership and encouragement of the big bosses in the gang, the water room thugs, who were obviously outnumbered, were in high spirits and suppressed the Donglian Society's attacks.

In fact, fighting and flag-planting are just like this. The technical content is close to zero. Whoever has strong generals and fighters in the team will win.

Even though the two sides together have nearly 400 people, there are less than 50 people who can really fight.

This is because there are more men in Shuifang and Donglianshe, so I can gather enough manpower.

If it is some small-time outfits or sunset societies, they have to find an agent to hire extras. It costs 200 yuan for standing on stage and 500 yuan for doing the work. The resettlement fee, medical fee and bail are calculated separately. It has to be paid in one lump sum, and there are discounts for large quantities.

Even the policemen were used to it. When they saw extras with familiar faces, they would lock them up in the same cell. The two groups that had been shouting and fighting each other before might go out for hotpot together after work.

A bit of magical realism!

(End of this chapter)