Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 181:77: Night Duet
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This series of sharp, piercing dog barks echoed throughout Nan Shui Wei, and all the lights in the wooden house where the kitchen was located were lit up.

"Crazy line!"

"This is what Beibi calls a professional! Flop!"

Chi Mengli put down the military binoculars in his hand and complained to Bocaidong beside him.

There was only one pair of binoculars, which he bought from a foreign officer. Bocaidong could only hear the barking of dogs but could not see the actual situation, so he was scratching his ears and cheeks in anxiety.

Seeing his chief's anxious look, Chi Mengli shook his head, threw the telescope in his hand to Bo Xidong, and then looked at Xizi, Bazhi and Hesheng who were squatting on the ground and gasping for breath.

"You are so young, but your body is so weak. I will treat you to some bull whip soup when I get back. It will replenish your body!"

"It's time for the babies to take action. Let's set off some fireworks to cheer them up and let them know that they are not fighting alone."

Xizai quickly stood up and kicked Hesheng and Bazhi once, asking them to tear open the packaging of the fireworks worth ten thousand yuan behind them and light them.

It took the three of them forty minutes to carry all the fireworks to the observation deck.

Chi Mengli didn't want to come to Nanshuiwei at first. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This principle is understood by three-year-old children, and he must know it.

If the police investigate later and find out that I've been here, they will focus their investigation on him, which is not worth the effort.

However, when passing by a fireworks company, Chi Mengli suddenly got an inspiration, so he bought 30,000 yuan worth of fireworks and went to Nam Shui Wai to set off the fireworks.

Fireworks can cover up the sound of the long fire and expose the matter later.

Xizi and others quickly tore off the packaging of the fireworks and lit the fuse with a lighter.

The long fuse lit and burned all the way to the root, and then a ball of light shot into the sky.

"boom"

A huge explosion sounded throughout Nan Shui Wei, and beautiful fireworks patterns exploded in the dark sky.

Tony saw a ball running towards him at a high speed. Just as he was about to react, his attention was drawn to the sound of an explosion. The next second, his thigh was bitten and the pain spread to his brain.

He looked down at the thin dog that was biting his thigh and refused to let go. Without any hesitation, he stabbed the dagger in his hand into the dog's neck and then moved it around.

After being attacked, the greyhound did not wail, but instead bit harder and harder and refused to let go.

The barking of dogs and the explosion of fireworks are particularly harsh in the silent night.

Almost instantly, lights came on in all the wooden houses, and the gangsters in the kitchen became alert. The lights came on and the noise started.

exposed!
The string in Tony's head suddenly tightened. He didn't have time to continue fighting with the thin dog. He endured the severe pain in his thigh, pulled out the dagger, inserted it into the thin dog's head, and twisted it hard.

The greyhound wailed, blood began to flow from its eyes, and the strength in its mouth completely disappeared.

He quickly pried open the thin dog's mouth and kicked it aside.

"bang bang bang"

“Da da. Da.. Da.”

One pistol bullet after another was fired at Tony who had just escaped from the hound.

"Take cover!"

Tony yelled to alert the big and small guys attacking from the other two directions, and he chose to lie down quickly and look for nearby cover.

Bullets whizzed past the three Tony brothers, splashing up clouds of dust on the ground.

"Fire."

"Thng ngc (idiot)!"

Tony picked up the XM177 carbine, shouted, and immediately pulled the trigger, spitting out flames from the forward muzzle.

The sound of firing from the XM177 carbine was crisp and rapid, interweaving with the sound of the pistols from the gangsters in the kitchen camp, forming a melody of death.

Tony's boss Mark hid behind an abandoned water tank. He poked his head out slightly and, with years of training experience, quickly locked onto a firing point of the Lao Fu gangsters in the house.

He took a deep breath, then stood up suddenly, knelt on one knee, stabilized the muzzle of the gun, and fired three consecutive shots, accurately knocking down the gangster who was shooting.

There was a brief pause in the counterattack firepower, but new gunmen soon came up to replace them.

Long gunshots were heard from three directions. In the kitchen camp, the gangsters responsible for protecting Uesugi Yue could only shoot into the darkness like headless flies, and the gunshots became more and more intense.

In order to block the main gate of the kitchen camp, Uesugi Yue had people build a stone wall that could not be broken down even by driving a car. Relying on the stone wall, he made several shooting holes and shot at Tony and his three brothers from a high position.

Tony's brother Jason is a sniper. He quickly found a suitable position, climbed a tree, set up the XM177 carbine among the dense branches and leaves, and opened the scope.

Through the scope, he saw the figure of the gangster swaying inside the stone wall.

He waited patiently for the opportunity, and finally, when a gangster stuck his head out with a flashlight to observe the situation, he decisively pulled the trigger.

With a "bang", the head of the young and dangerous Lao Fu exploded like a watermelon, and his brains splattered all over the wall behind him.

But the gangsters in the kitchen camp were not to be outdone. They sent two people with AKM assault rifles to try to kill Jason from the side.

The two men took cover of the wooden house and quietly approached Jason's rear.

However, Tony had already discovered their movements. He moved forward quickly, got ahead and arrived behind Jason. When the two enemies met, they were extremely jealous of each other. Both sides opened fire almost at the same time. In an instant, the air was filled with smoke, and bullets flew around on the grass, making sharp whistling sounds.

Tony quickly reached into his pocket, took out a flash grenade, pulled the safety ring, and threw it out quickly. Then he quickly lay on the ground and closed his eyes.

The bright light and the sound of the explosion made Lao Fu, the gangster holding an AKM assault rifle, lose his composure. He dropped the AKM assault rifle, covered his eyes, and howled loudly in pain.

Jason on the tree immediately jumped onto the grass and took the opportunity to charge. The dagger in his hand played a huge role in close combat. With a flash of cold light, the enemy's blood dyed the grass red.

Mark, who was in charge of the frontal attack, held an XM177 carbine, suppressed the firepower of the opposite side, and advanced towards the stone house step by step.

As he advanced, he threw explosive bombs and used grenades to cover his approach to the enemy. This was the last resort and asset of the Tony brothers. Flash bombs and grenades were used up one by one. After they were used up, it would be difficult to buy them. However, in order to gain a foothold in Hong Kong, it was worth using them!
Jason gritted his teeth, unafraid of the pistol shots fired from the kitchen camp, and ran all the way to the stone wall.

The passionate shooting just now made Jason feel like he was back in Hanoi. His days in Hong Kong made him feel bored, and only tonight’s big scene made him happy.

In life, either you kill others or others kill you. It doesn’t make much difference. You will die anyway.

All the thugs outside have been killed, leaving only the thugs inside the wooden house.

Tony gestured to his brother Jason, asking him to continue climbing the tree, occupy the commanding heights, and not let anyone escape.

Beibi said it very clearly, the financial sponsor wanted to leave a man named Uesugi Yue dead.

Tony's eyes were as cold as an eagle. He first made a gesture to his boss Mark. Seeing that the other party received it, he dragged his injured leg and rushed to the door of the wooden house. He kicked it with a flying kick. With a "bang", the door was kicked into pieces.

In an instant, the gangsters in the house also reacted, picked up their pistols, and fired bullets like raindrops towards the door.

Tony, who was well prepared, rolled sideways and hid behind a wooden cabinet. He raised his XM177 carbine and fired back with several accurate shots. The gunfire flickered in the darkness and wood chips flew everywhere.

Jason, who was occupying the commanding heights, also began to fire in bursts as a cover.

Mark flanked from the window. He was agile and took a running start, using the force of the run to leap into the house. The moment he landed, he rolled forward and came to the side of the stunned gangster.

He displayed his fierce fighting skills, elbowing the enemy in the abdomen, followed by a shoulder throw, throwing the man in front of him to the ground. At the same time, he snatched the weapon from the opponent's hand, turned quickly and shot, sharing the firepower with Tony.

With the firepower support, Tony relied on his flexible movements to shuttle between the walls, sometimes showing his head to shoot, and sometimes hiding to reload. Every bullet whizzed towards the gangsters who had no military skills at all.

For a moment, the wooden house was filled with smoke, and the sounds of shouting, gunshots, and muffled groans from fighting were intertwined together, forming a thrilling scene of a life-and-death battle.

After Tony killed two people in succession, he breathed a sigh of relief. There were only five wooden houses in the kitchen camp, and the sound of machinery running was endless. It was obvious that there would be no more than twenty people in this camp, and there should be no more than eight or nine people who could hold knives and guns.

Anyone who can resist now should have been killed!

But estimates are estimates and facts are facts.

Holding the XM177 carbine in his hand, with the muzzle facing forward and his finger on the trigger, Tony glanced at his boss Mark, and when he saw him nod and gesture to move forward, he continued to move towards the warehouse behind.

In a head-on fight, it depends on who can draw their gun faster, but in a dark room, it depends on who has a tougher life.

He kicked the door open and immediately fired a shot, the flames instantly illuminating the surroundings.

Tony clearly saw a tall man standing next to the door, holding a long knife in his hand, chopping it down at his head.

It seems that my life is indeed strong enough!

Tony dodged backwards, raised the XM177 carbine in his hand, blocked the long knife that was chopping down, and then kicked out in pain to create some distance.

The chicken who almost succeeded sighed with regret, then dodged backwards, pointed the pistol in his left hand towards the door, and started pulling the trigger.

"Da da da da da"

From the sound of the gunshot, it could be determined that this was an M1911A1 pistol. Tony was very familiar with this pistol because it was the standard pistol of the Americans.

The first semi-automatic pistol, with a caliber of 11.43 mm, adopts a short-recoil automatic mode, a magazine capacity of 7 rounds, an initial velocity of 253 meters per second, a combat rate of fire of 35 rounds per minute, and an effective range of 50 meters.

Tony knows all the key data of the M1911A1 pistol by heart, because he has been playing with this pistol every day since he joined the army.

"12347"

When Tony silently counted 7 in his mind, he rushed forward without any hesitation.

Seeing someone rushing into the warehouse, Ji Zai subconsciously pulled the trigger, wanting to kill the person.

But the bullets had been used up, and the M1911A1 pistol in his hand was now just a piece of scrap metal. Seeing this, he could only throw the M1911A1 pistol in his hand like a dart and confront Tony with a knife.

In this dark warehouse, the atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring about to break.

Tony looked at the chicken in front of him, his posture was agile and steady. He turned the XM177 carbine in his hand behind his back, pulled out the dagger, tightly grasped the dagger that was flashing with cold light in his hand, and locked his eyes on the chicken holding the long knife.

This was a tough nut to crack. The chicken in front of him was big and strong, with bulging muscles, and his bronze skin glowed glossy in the dim light.

He spread his legs steadily, bent his knees slightly, and grabbed in the air with one hand like an eagle's claw, assuming a classic Muay Thai fighting stance, his eyes revealing ferocity and confidence.

After thinking for a second, Tony chose to seize the initiative and attack first. He approached like a ghost, his steps light and swift. The dagger in his hand drew a cold arc in the air and pierced the chicken's throat.

A cold light flashed in the air, and Jizi saw it clearly, but he was not in a hurry. He slightly turned his body and easily avoided the fierce attack. At the same time, he switched the long sword in his right hand to his left hand, and his right fist blasted out like a cannonball, hitting Tony's face with a whistling sound.

Tony, who failed to hit the target with his first strike, retreated quickly, and the dagger lightly scratched Ji Zai's arm. Although it did not cause serious injury, it left a bloody mark.

Chicken felt the pain, roared, and kicked out with his legs in succession, attacking Tony like a storm.

Tony dodged left and right, and suddenly rushed forward in the gap, trying to attack at close range with a dagger.

Fighting in close combat with a Muay Thai master is just courting death. Ji Zai sneered in his heart, then he seized the opportunity, grabbed Tony's wrist holding the knife, and twisted it hard.

Seeing his wrist being grabbed, Tony smiled, which was a flaw he exposed deliberately. He turned his body and hit Chicken's ribs with his elbow.

Jizai secretly thought that something was wrong, but the distance was too close and the speed was too fast, so his body couldn't react at all. He could only take the blow. The pain went straight to the top of his head, and subconsciously, he loosened the strength on his hands a little.

Seeing that his sneak attack was successful, Tony quickly broke free and ducked and kicked out, trying to trip Chicken.

Chicken, who was experienced in actual combat, would certainly not let the despicable villain on the opposite side succeed. He jumped high to avoid the attack, then turned in the air and hit Tony's back with his knee.

Tony, who was hit by a knee, groaned and fell forward, but rolled over the moment he landed, turned around and placed the dagger on Jizi's carotid artery.

The chicken, who had a smug smile on his face, suddenly froze and dared not move again. This thrilling duel ended with the chicken surrendering with both hands.

Tony stood up, spat, and looked at Chicken Little viciously.

Beibi said that there was a skilled traitor in the kitchen camp, and it seems that this is the one.

(End of this chapter)