Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 472, Section 53: The Battle Begins! (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
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This is like sending a wreath to oneself!
When Chi Mengli saw her own wreath, she was amused by Fengtian's clever idea.

very creative!

The moment he saw the wreath, Bo Cai Dong pulled out a dagger from his waist, his eyes red, ready to kill Feng Tian in front of him.

However, Chi Mengli was quick-witted and stopped Bo Cai Dong. They were negotiating now, and according to the rules of the martial arts world, they couldn't resort to violence.

"Holy crap! Brother Fengtian, you're incredibly stupid! Instead of sleeping at night, you come here to bask in the moonlight. You've really startled your father!"

Sending a wreath right off the bat shows they didn't intend to have a proper conversation.

Chi Mengli didn't stand on ceremony. He opened his cigarette case, put a cigarette in his mouth, and Xizai, who was standing next to him, quickly took out a lighter and lit it for the boss.

He spit the straw out of his mouth, which landed right at Handsome Sheng's feet. Feng Tian pulled his hand back and said with a smile, "You may be popular in Yau Ma Tei, but this is Yau Ma Tei."

“This area is close to Temple Street, and it’s my territory, Lao Fu’s territory.”

"That bastard Hei Ahu killed my sect leader Qixingdeng while I was in jail, and you cowards took advantage of the situation."

"Now that I've left the ancestral hall, your days as weaklings in the waterhouse might not be so easy!"

Fengtian laughed arrogantly, glanced at the growing number of Shui Fang Si Jiu Zai around him, and sneered, "They say that the old and new gangsters are the best, and the four-zai number gang is the one that can't be broken up by fighting."

Whether it's Wo Luen Shing or Shui Fong, they all rely on their large numbers and influence.

But when it comes to people, there are quite a few in Lao Fu!
“Brother Sheng, you’ve made such a big fuss. If you want to plant your flag, you should ask Lao Fu first. Dragon Palace is a big business. You can’t handle it all by yourself.”

"If you don't agree, I won't force you, but I have so many brothers who haven't seen much of the world, so I definitely have to go in and congratulate them."

Fengtian was certain that the handsome guy on the other side wouldn't make a move today, since it was the grand opening day of the Dragon Palace.

The size of Longgong is similar to that of Du Laozhi Nightclub, Zhonghua City, and Shanghai City. It certainly can't be taken over by just one company, Shuifang.

Old Fu doesn't have much else, but he's the most common stall owner selling hookah, Indian herbal oil, and yogurt pills.

These things may not seem to make much money, but everyone needs them, and over time, they can become a good source of income.

The reason Fengtian is causing trouble tonight is to open up avenues for profit for the henchmen under the Laofu Temple Street gang.

"It seems you've come to help me out of this predicament, Fengtianzi! But at the Dragon Palace Nightclub, the wind can enter, the rain can enter, even beggars can enter, but Old Fu's good-for-nothing can't."

Having received a wreath and still having to discuss cooperation, Chi Mengli is no pushover. If she were bullied to the point of being forced to back down and admit defeat, all the underworld brothers would come knocking on her door.

"So there's nothing to talk about?"

Fengtian took out a red cloth from his pocket, tied it around his arm, and prepared to start a big operation.

We've covered the numbers; now it's time to get to the action.

"Of course we have nothing to talk about! But you'll have to wait a minute! Dad has a big surprise for you!"

Chi Mengli raised her wrist, glanced at her watch, and found that there were still five minutes left. She then asked Fengtian across the table to wait a little longer.

"surprise?!"

"What kind of surprise is this?!"

Fengtian chased away the woman beside him, took the long knife handed to him by his henchman, and arrogantly twirled it. He was a little curious, wondering what tricks the handsome young man was up to. Anyway, the henchmen were dividing up the weapons and needed time.

"Alright! Time's up!"

"Enjoy it slowly!"

No sooner had Chi Mengli finished speaking than a series of noisy motorcycle engines came from the street.

More than twenty motorcycles headed straight for the Dragon Palace. Each of these motorcycles had a person on the back seat, and each person was holding a long-handled samurai sword.

"Bye-Bye!"

Chi Mengli had VIP guests to entertain, so naturally she couldn't entertain this unknown little gangster, Fengtian.

Spinach Dong grinned maliciously, took the steel pipe from Fire Dog's hand, and with a wave of his hand, the Water Room 49s behind him rushed towards Old Fu's cripples.

When a big shot is entertaining guests, he, as the leader, naturally has to be at the forefront.

Oh no! We've fallen into their trap! We're caught in a pincer attack!

That handsome guy is such a scoundrel, he's really cunning!
Fengtian immediately realized he had fallen into Liangzai Sheng's trap. He swung his long sword forward, quickly cutting down Bo Cai Dong, and shouted, "Attack! Smash the Dragon Palace!"

Old Fu's 49th son, Blue Lantern, also found himself surrounded and attacked from both sides, so he desperately slashed forward.

The motorcyclists at the water station were armed not only with samurai swords but also with fire bottles. They showed no intention of stopping or slowing down, crashing headlong into Lao Fu's group and igniting their fire bottles, which they then smashed into the crowd. The swordsmen on the back of the motorcycles brandished their samurai swords, slashing at Lao Fu's men, one by one, as easily as cutting vegetables.

Old Fu's dozens of men were immediately routed after being attacked from both sides.

But Fengtian lived up to his reputation as the leader of the Seven Star Lanterns. Even though the battle was going badly, he was not afraid at all. He drew his knife and attacked. He cut down a water room 49er with one stroke and then kicked him over.

Then, carrying his bleeding longsword, he charged straight ahead towards Spinach East. The saying "to catch the thief, first catch the king" was a common tactic in the martial world, and Fengtian knew this.

Spinach Dong was not to be outdone. He smashed a steel pipe into the head of Lao Fu's henchman, instantly knocking Jiang out of the way, and then headed towards Fengtian.

This time, both Lao Fu and Shui Fang are fighting as 49ers, and neither side will back down. They will definitely have to decide a winner and loser. Therefore, the PK between the leaders of the two sides will affect the outcome of the battle.

Fengtian slashed Bo Cai Dong on the shoulder with his sword. Bo Cai Dong, who was stabbed, was in so much pain that his eyes turned red. But he didn't back down. Instead, he went berserk and smashed steel pipes into Fengtian's head like raindrops.

Fengtian, who had never practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, was hit more than a dozen times and became dizzy and his nose bled.

But he wasn't one to be trifled with. Even with his head smashed open, he didn't back down. Instead, he gritted his teeth, pulled out his knife, and left a long, bloody scar on Bo Cai Dong's chest.

Huo Gou, who was standing to the side, saw his sect leader being slashed and his eyes turned red. He knocked over Lao Fu Si Jiu Zai in front of him and slashed at Feng Tian, ​​who was unsteady on his feet.

Before he could raise the knife in his hand, Fengtian, as if possessed, raised his left hand to shield his head.

This was an extremely foolish response. The fire dog wielding the knife used all its strength. The long knife, made of spring steel, was far superior in both strength and sharpness to a melon knife that cost fifteen yuan.

Two fingers were severed, blood gushed from the wounds, and the pain shot straight to his brain. Fengtian's face turned pale, but he did not give up the fight because he lost two fingers. He quickly kicked the fire dog in the stomach.

"Spinach Dong, if I don't chop you and Handsome Sheng into mincemeat, I'm not Fengtianzi!"

Fengtian searched everywhere for his two lost fingers. If he could find them on the ice, he could go to the clinic to have them reattached. However, the two sides were already locked in a fierce battle, and the fingers were nowhere to be found. He didn't know where they had been kicked to.

Seeing that he couldn't find his severed finger at all, Fengtian went completely mad, brandishing his long sword and slashing at Bo Cai Dong's head.

Spinach Dong first helped Fire Dog, who had been kicked down by Fengtian, to his feet. This bastard should have practiced his boxing more often so he wouldn't be a coward at crucial moments. Now he had been kicked down with one kick.

He pulled Huo Gou up, and Spinach Dong, unafraid of death, lowered his head and rushed directly in front of Feng Tian, ​​taking a knife blow to his back before knocking Feng Tian to the ground.

Fengtian's knife was too long to wield properly, so he could only treat it like a piece of iron and slash at Bo Caidong's back.

Spinach Dong didn't care about the minor pain from the mosquito bite. He first used all his strength to headbutt Fengtian in the face, leaving him covered in bruises.

Fengtian, whose face was covered in dyed cloth, felt dizzy and his nose was in great pain. He involuntarily let go of the knife in his hand and used his arms to shield his face, defending against the next attack from Bo Cai Dong.

But once he got his hands on the booze, Dong didn't give Fengtian a chance to defend himself. He kept smashing Fengtian's head with his fists the size of sandbags, throwing dozens of punches in just one minute.

Most of the punches landed on Fengtian's arms, while a few hit his head.

Fengtian curled up into a ball, trying to use his fleshy parts to support himself.

"You bastard! You're not qualified to collect my corpse, you filthy scum!"

After beating Spinach Dong for a full three minutes, he was exhausted. He got up from the ground and kicked Fengtian, who was lying on the ground, twice with the toes of his leather shoes, cursing under his breath. He then picked up a steel pipe from the ground and started whipping Fengtian with it.

"Brother Dong, Lao Fu's men have chickened out!"

Fire Dog quickly stopped Spinach Dong, who was spinning a top. Fengtian was Lao Fu's right-hand man, and the biggest taboo in a big movie was causing a death. As long as no one died, no matter how big the matter was, both grandfathers could sit down and talk it over.

Under the double attack from the water room, Lao Fu's egg crumbled quickly and couldn't hold on at all.

Spinach spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground, watching Lao Fu's 49-zai step back. The small square was a mess, with many people on both sides injured.

"This is the first day. We still have to hold on for two more days. Let's all cheer up, brothers."

"Throw Fengtian into a side alley. If he can't hold on, he can only blame his bad luck, that his ancestors' graves didn't emit any auspicious smoke."

"Send the injured brothers to the hospital, pay their resettlement and medical expenses, find some familiar loan sharks to cover it, and settle the accounts with the loan sharks tomorrow."

"Give Jimmy and Black Tiger a cell page and tell them that Fengtian is completely destroyed. Get them to do their jobs!"

The Dragon Palace is Ji Mi's territory. This time, Ji Mi didn't even lift a finger to make a move, which is abnormal. If Feng Tian were an old hand, he would definitely have realized that Shui Fang had used underhanded tactics.

But Fengtian's time in prison has driven him crazy; he thinks it's still five years ago, an era where you can make a living with your fists.

That's insane!

Fire Dog urged the parking attendants to get to work quickly, throwing all of Old Fu's cripples into the alley and taking the injured brothers to a familiar clinic.

Spinach Dong was covered in blood. He threw the red flower on his chest to the ground, took out his dented cigarette case, and put a crooked cigarette into his mouth. He had already held on and dealt with Fengtian. The rest was up to Jimi!

(End of this chapter)