Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 298 75: The popularity of Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant

Speaking of the ending, Bazhi was a little worried. He looked towards the Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant in front of him.

This is a tea restaurant open 24 hours a day. Ever since taking over Du Laozhi's nightclub, the target has always been this tea restaurant.

And the target of the Eight Fingers is the big boss Yuan.

I have offended the boss and exposed his eldest son. This matter must be resolved.

The solution that Brother Sheng offered was to break Big Boss Yuan’s arms and legs, or to humiliate him.

With Liansheng's five major bottoms, this time the opponent is a bit tricky.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, took out a red wallet from his pocket, picked out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it.

A large group of people walked out of the back door of Du Laozhi's nightclub. The big boss, holding his prostitute and accompanied by a few henchmen, walked towards Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant in a noisy manner.

Eight Fingers, who was smoking, pulled his baseball cap down, took two deep puffs of the cigarette, then looked at his watch and knocked hard on the front hood of the van.

It’s almost time!

It’s time to get started!

All the thugs in the van got out and put on gloves and masks.

People also started getting out of the van at the back. They were all dressed in the same uniform, with black hoodies, blue jeans, baseball caps on their heads, and masks on their faces.

"Wow."

A travel bag was thrown to the ground, and the machetes inside collided with each other, making a rattling sound.

Bazhi bent down and took out a machete that was easy to use from his travel bag, then wrapped it with transparent tape. Even with gloves on, his palms would sweat, and the blade of the machete was thin and easy to bend, so it would rebound and slip out of his hand.

Wrap transparent tape around your hands and tie the machete to your hands so that it won't slip out of your hands.

These are little bits of common sense in life, essential for Hong Kong gangsters.

The transparent tape was passed between eight people, and their right hands were tied.

Seeing that the preparations were complete, Bazhi pushed his cap down, put his left fingers into his mouth, blew a whistle, and said to the seven brothers beside him: "This is the first time we work for the gang."

"The target is Big Boss Yuan. If anything goes wrong, the gang will take care of it and take care of him."

"We have collected all the resettlement fees, but we are all brothers. If you want to escape, do it now and don't drag your brothers down with you."

After saying this, Eight Fingers looked at the seven people around him, and seeing that no one wanted to leave, he took the lead and walked across the street.

Eight sturdy men armed with machetes appeared on the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui East. Citizens on the street stopped and prepared to watch the regular show on the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui East.

Pushing open the glass door of Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant, Bazhi discovered that business in the restaurant was a bit bleak tonight. There was no one inside, not even the waiter responsible for taking orders.

"Fuck off! You bastards are so brave. This is Tsim Sha Tsui East. You only brought eight people and dared to come and cause trouble for me, the boss Yuan. You really overestimate your own abilities!"

"I've been following it for three days. I thought it would be a little bit new, but it turned out to be just a machete."

"What a waste of time!"

The boss Yuan walked down from the second floor of Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant with a cup of milk tea in his hand. He sat on the stairs, looking at Bazhi and others in the hall, and laughed at these idiots for having no original ideas.

"Let me think about it. I've offended a lot of idiots recently, but very few of them have the courage to take action. After thinking about it, only this idiot, Handsome Win, is not afraid of me settling the score with him later."

"But the handsome guy is better than this stinky guy. He is too confident and sent eight losers to plot against me."

The big boss sneered disdainfully, took another sip of the milk tea in his hand, and looked at the knifeman in the hall on the first floor.

"Huang Jun, you are so confident. You are good at fighting, and everyone in the martial arts world knows it, but I don't believe that you can beat eight people by yourself."

Imitating the moves in the movie, he raised the machete in his hand with eight fingers, pointing the tip of the knife at Big Brother Yuan who was sitting on the steps and leisurely drinking milk tea.

"Think carefully with your shit-filled head, idiot. If I had discovered these idiots following me three days ago, I would have only brought a few of my little guys to set a trap!"

"How silly and naive!"

The big boss looked at Eight Fingers' cool gesture, stretched out his hand, raised his thumb, and deliberately said loudly: "Brothers, someone wants to see you, come out and show yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, people started to walk out from the back kitchen. A dozen gangsters armed with steel pipes and machetes came out.

On Du Laozhi Road, three vans drove up to the gate of Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant. More than a dozen people jumped out of the three vans and surrounded the Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant.

"Catch the punks inside! Don't let any of them go."

The Red Stick Bamian, a former subordinate of the big boss, carried the baseball bat in his hand on his shoulder and asked the men behind him to go in and do the work.

Looking at He Liansheng's men rushing into the house, Bazhi secretly cried out in alarm. He instantly realized that he had fallen into an ambush.

The gangster was a famous gangster in the underworld, and his vigilance was not comparable to that of ordinary gangsters. But at this moment, their retreat had been blocked by the enemy, and they were in a desperate situation. They had no choice but to go ahead.

"Brothers, fight them!"

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Bazhi shouted loudly with a desperate determination in his voice, then he waved the knife in his hand and rushed towards the big boss Yuan who was sitting on the steps like a mad beast.

In an instant, the two sides engaged in a melee, and the small restaurant suddenly became a mess.

Tables and chairs were knocked all over the place, plates and wine glasses were smashed to pieces, and the sounds of shouting, screaming, and tables and chairs falling to the ground were intertwined like a symphony of death. The scene was in chaos, like purgatory on earth.

Eight Fingers was very agile, and he danced the knife in his hand with great vigor. Every swing was accompanied by a whistling sound. He chopped left and right, and each knife move was carried out with fierce momentum, trying to cut a bloody path through the crowd.

But He Liansheng's henchmen were not soft persimmons either. One of He Liansheng's henchmen waved a steel pipe and hit him with a whistling sound. His eyes flashed and he dodged to the side. The steel pipe brushed past his shoulder, bringing up a gust of strong wind that hurt his cheek.

He took advantage of the situation and kicked the enemy in the abdomen. With a dull "puff" sound, the enemy flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

Without hesitation, he swung his knife at the opponent's arm. "Ah!" With a shrill scream, a deep wound appeared on the arm of He Liansheng's henchman. Blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing on Bazhi's face and clothes.

The warm blood splashed on his face, just like a stimulant, making his eyes more ferocious. But he couldn't withstand the disadvantage in numbers just by not being afraid of death. A knifeman next to Bazhi was fighting with two gangsters from Heliansheng. One of them took the opportunity to hit him hard on the back with a stick.

With a "muffled groan", the swordsman in the water room staggered forward a few steps and almost fell.

Seeing this, Eight Fingers, who had chopped down one man, suddenly turned red in the eyes, as if burning flames. He roared and rushed forward like a mad beast, with the knife in his hand stabbing straight at the sneak attack from He Liansheng's henchman.

The attacker had no time to dodge, and with a "puff" sound, the knife pierced straight into his chest. The stabbed He Liansheng's henchman shook his body for a few times and slowly fell to the ground. Blood spread under him, soon dyeing a large area of ​​the ground red.

Now that someone had died, both sides no longer held back and began to fight without mercy.

The big boss Yuan, who was sitting on the steps on the second floor, had a livid face. More than 30 people were fighting against eight people, and some of his henchmen were killed. If this were to spread to the underworld, he would definitely be laughed at.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "Kill all of these idiots in the water room. Don't leave any of them alive."

Hearing the order from Big Boss Yuan, the tyrant guarding the gate quickly squeezed in. There was only less than 30 square meters of space in Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant, and there were more than 30 people on both sides. They were so crowded that they couldn't fight at all.

He must fight his way in to reduce the casualties among his brothers.

In the center of this crowded battlefield, He Liansheng's henchmen were confronting Bazhi and his men.

Because someone's life or death is unknown, both sides are keeping a safe distance.

Eight Fingers wiped the blood off his face and looked back at Big Boss Yuan who was sitting on the steps. There was less than three meters between them, but within these three meters, there were five or six people between them.

These five or six people are now the Great Rift Valley in East Africa that cannot be crossed. He is not Brother Sheng, and he is not suitable for the Double Flower Red Stick.

But now everyone in his group is injured, and they have to fight their way out, otherwise they will be trapped to death in Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant with the Liansheng thugs.

Fight with your life!
Bazhi had studied Zhenzhen Tea Restaurant before. This food stall was no different from other food stalls. It welcomed guests at the front, had a back door for dumping trash, and the back door was behind the restroom.

Go through the back door!
Having found the retreat route, Bazhi winked at his good brother Zhang Yang and secretly pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

As they have been good brothers for many years, Zhang Yang reacted immediately. Without any hesitation, he raised his knife and rushed towards the boss.

The big boss Yuan, who was sitting on the steps on the second floor, was frightened by the cavalry charge, but in order to maintain the demeanor of a gangster, he still sat on the steps without moving.

They all say Da Zai and Lian Sheng, the Number Gang, the Fan Zai Yi Qun, and the Erwu Zai Water Room.

The men in the water room are all calculating but have little martial arts skills, but the eight knifemen in front of them are brave and capable of fighting, and they don't seem like the traitors in the water room.

Could it be that the feng shui of the water room has changed after the appearance of the double-flowered red stick, Liangzaisheng? !

The five or six people who were protecting the big boss saw Zhang Yang rushing towards them, and quickly picked up the weapons in their hands and pushed forward.

If one person attacks five or six people, there is no way he can win unless Guan Erye is resurrected.

This is the real world, not a martial arts movie!
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the specialty of the Young and Dangerous.

But Zhang Yang was just feinting. He swung the machete in his hand around, forcing back the men who were protecting Big Boss Yuan, and then ran towards the bathroom.

The big boss Yuan, who was sitting on the steps, reacted immediately and quickly slapped his thigh and commanded: "Ba Mian, these idiots are trying to run, stop them."

"Eight people, one million each. I want to see if Handsome Sheng can come up with the cash."

When Bazhi saw that his idea was seen through by the big boss Yuan, he no longer hid it. He stood at the back, fighting with Ba face to face with a machete, and covering his good brothers as they retreated.

I didn't expect that the first time I helped the gang and Brother Sheng, I would suffer a crushing defeat. What a failure!
Ba Mian is tall and strong. He holds a baseball bat in his hand. Every time he swings it, there is a whistling sound, which is frightening.

Although Bazhi fought hard, he was clearly at a disadvantage and was forced to retreat step by step by Bamian. However, he had good brothers to help him and thus did not suffer a disastrous defeat.

Not satisfied with playing with the baseball bat, Ba Mian snatched a long knife from his henchman, spotted a flaw in the two men in front of him, and chopped down with the knife at lightning speed.

Xiaoxing, who was standing next to Bazhi, saw that the long knife was about to fall on Haoda Lao, so he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the long knife. He only heard a "click" sound in his ear, and his arm was hit, and the tendons of his hand were cut.

The intense pain went straight to his brain. Xiao Xing felt his arm being chopped off and lost feeling. The weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He screamed in pain, his voice was heart-wrenching, and he covered the wound with his other hand. Blood kept oozing out from between his fingers, dripping onto the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

When Bazhi saw that his good brother Xiaoxing blocked a knife for him and was seriously injured, his eyes turned red and he wanted to go back to kill Bamian, but the brothers behind him grabbed him and pulled him back desperately.

The floor inside the restaurant was stained red with blood, and there were traces of blood and fighting everywhere.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder, which made people feel sick.

During the retreat, Eight Fingers was stabbed twice. He felt his physical strength gradually depleted and he was injured in many places. Sweat and blood mixed together and kept flowing down his cheeks.

But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, for he knew that if he fell, he and his brothers would be in danger.

He searched for Xiaoxing's figure in the chaotic crowd, but he could only hear screams and couldn't find anyone.

"Boss, let's go!"

"If you don't leave now, we'll all die here!"

Zhang Yang, who had already opened the back door, shouted to Bazhi who was looking for Xiaoxing.

Bazhi glanced at the other brothers around him, then turned back to look at Bamian and others who were approaching step by step. He could only turn around and leave with his men.

The big boss Yuan, who was sitting on the second-floor steps, saw that the farce was over. He stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked down the stairs.

The seriously injured Xiao Xing was dragged to the front of the boss Yuan by the tyrant face by his hair: "Brother Jun, we caught a thug."

"Gansha was unlucky. He was stabbed in the stomach. His intestines were spilling out. He is dead now."

Hearing that one of his brothers was killed by the water room, the big brother Yuan also sighed. He thought for a while before saying, "Who else is in Gangshao's family?"

"Steel Shovel's father and mother died early, and he only has one sister."

Ba Mian threw Xiao Xing, who had been beaten unconscious, to the ground, tore off a few pieces of toilet paper from the dining table, wiped the blood off his hands, and told him about the situation at Gang Chan's home.

(End of this chapter)