Hong Kong Storm: The King of Jobs

Chapter 595, Section 185: Tonight's going to be a blockbuster!

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With a table and a cardboard box, the thugs started picking out what they liked. Someone stood up and called his henchmen, telling these bastards to hurry up and come to the Lai Kee Restaurant.

Chi Mengli sat back down in the main seat, looked at Yan Chanqiang, Dayezai, Zhuangyuan, and Dianchi, and said, "I've taken Lao Ding's money, and I promise I'll keep my word!"

"If any one of you manages to take down Black Tiger, I will give Black Tiger's civilization to that person. If one of my people takes down Black Tiger, then it will be divided into four parts, one for each of you four."

The youngest but sharpest-witted champion paused for a moment after hearing what the handsome guy said. He knew that Wenming Lane was a lucrative area where tens of thousands of dollars could be earned in a week, comparable to Tsim Sha Tsui, Wan Chai, and Causeway Bay.

In Yau Ma Tei, the handsome young man has absolute power and can reliably collect fees and take a cut once a week, unlike Tsim Sha Tsui and Mong Kok, where fees are paid every three days and a cut is taken daily.

The reason is simple: Yau Tsim Mong District is a notorious hotbed of crime. If gangsters want to make a name for themselves, they have to go to Yau Tsim Mong District to make a name for themselves. Wave after wave of newcomers and big names in the underworld, along with their brothers who have risked their lives, go there to fight for their lives.

Today the venue belongs to Lao Fu, tomorrow it will belong to Xin Ji. They collect fees daily and drain the water supply, so the big water pipes can rest assured.

If one person takes tens of thousands of yuan a week, there's definitely enough for them to make a living. But if four people split tens of thousands of yuan a week, the amount shrinks significantly!

"Old Ding wants to lend you troops. You can call now and have someone come over to scout the horses!"

Having said what needed to be said, Chi Mengli crossed her legs, took out her cigarette case, lit a Double Happiness cigarette, and began to smoke it with relish.

After waiting for an hour, the gang's henchmen finally gathered. More than three hundred thugs, each holding a weapon, stood on both sides of Shanghai Street.

The two hundred soldiers borrowed by Shenxianjin also arrived at Shanghai Street in seven minibuses.

Huanxi, who was in charge of organizing the event, distributed a pair of red cotton gloves to each person. With more than 500 people present, it was impossible for everyone to recognize each other, so a clear identification was needed.

Seeing that everything was settled, Chi Mengli carried a fire axe that was more than half a person tall and walked out of Liji Restaurant. The henchmen of the water houses on both sides of the street were all excited when they saw the future double-flower red stick of the water houses.

"Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng!"

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Chi Mengli waved her hand, said nothing more, shouldered the fire axe, and strode forward, heading towards the direction of Wenmingli.

Ji Mi, Xi Zai, and other trusted gang leaders, carrying their weapons, followed behind Chi Mengli. The remaining members of the Fourth Brothers were not to be outdone and joined the group.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Yan Chanqiang watched Chi Mengli's disappearing figure with a touch of melancholy. He had spent several years in jail and was somewhat out of touch with the trends in the underworld.

When the Four Great Detectives were still around, conflicts between triads had decreased significantly, and it was rare for feats involving thousands of people to occur on the docks.

However, the four chief detectives did not last more than a few years before they all fell from power, and the underworld seemed to have returned to a time of great upheaval.

Thinking of this, Yan Chanqiang threw the red cigarette in his mouth onto the ground, stomped it out, took out the Gurkha knife he had bought from Nan Yazai, put on his red gloves, and called to his brothers behind him to borrow troops and go to Wenmingli together.

For every person who follows, there's someone who doesn't. The top scholar watched as the handsome Sheng led his men away. He opened his unopened cigarette case, picked out a cigarette, and looked at the woman beside him: "What did you find out?"

"Of course I found out! Hei Ahu is hiding in a tenement building in Wenmingli. I went there this morning and saw that the entrance of that tenement building was full of Hei Ahu's younger brothers. It's probably true!"

The girl hooked her arm around the top student's shoulder and said smugly. She turned her head and looked at the handsome Sheng walking at the front of the crowd, her eyes revealing a strange look.

Handsome and charming, always surrounded by followers, commanding respect both inside and outside the martial arts world, such a hero would inspire admiration and make any woman weak in the knees.

After sharing a bed for so many years, how could the top scholar not know what the woman was thinking? He'd had his fill of all the tricks, and she was just nagging him all day long, which was incredibly annoying.

If given the chance, he would definitely clap his hands and send the woman away.

"Want to be the eldest sister-in-law?"

"Then you'll have to be careful! Handsome Sheng is a scheming guy, always thinking ten steps ahead. I advise you not to mess with him!"

The top scholar already knew where Black Tiger was hiding, so naturally he wouldn't waste his time following Handsome Sheng. Handsome Sheng said that whoever could take down Black Tiger would get the Civilization, otherwise the prize would be split among the four families.

The top scholar was extremely unwilling to share territory with the other three struggling teams.

"What did you bring?"

The top student looked at the canvas bag on the girl's back, wondering if the ballast he wanted had arrived!

Looking around and seeing that no one was nearby, the top-scoring girl immediately opened her canvas bag and revealed its contents: "Five peanuts in total, five in a row."

"I got it from Big Circle Boy, and I even checked the goods. It's a five-shot pistol, two Black Star short guns, and 100 rounds of Peanuts. It's 40,000 yuan in total, no bargaining!"

"I borrowed 40,000 yuan from a loan shark, and I have to pay back 43,000 yuan tomorrow. If I can't pay it back, I'll be dragged to Malan and forced to work as a Malan girl to pay off my debts!"

The top student's girlfriend complained for a while, but still obediently handed over her canvas bag to him. After taking the bag and checking the five-shot pistol inside, and finding nothing wrong, the top student nodded and told his brothers to hurry up and get in the van so they could get to Wenmingli quickly and not be beaten to it.

A dozen or so people split into two cars and drove straight to Wenmingli, intending to take down Hei Ahu first.

Unaware of the top scorer's failed plan, Chi Mengli carried a fire axe and slowly walked to the street corner of Temple Street subway station. The journey, less than two kilometers in total, took them more than ten minutes, just to give the Wo Luen Shing gang members a chance to gather.

The uniformed soldiers who used to patrol the streets have all gone home for the Lunar New Year. The registration books at every street corner are already full of names. As long as nothing happens, the foreign officers at the Wan Chai headquarters will turn a blind eye!

With no police interfering and everyone at home having family reunion dinners, Chi Mengli had a perfect opportunity to showcase his skills.

The three Red Sticks sent out by Wo Luen Shing stood on the street: Ghost Hand, Roast Chicken, and Silly Luk. Looking at the imposing Handsome Sheng across from them, they all admired him.

Wo Luen Shing prides itself on being the strongest and biggest, and looks down on Shui Fong, which makes a fortune in silence. Moreover, it's common knowledge in the underworld that Shui Fong has traitors, and a triad with traitors certainly doesn't have any loyal fighters.

"Holy crap! I'll pounce on that handsome guy's mother! This is quite a show of force, looks like they're going to wipe us out!"

Of the three, Roast Chicken is the most capable fighter and has the most influence. This time, Big Brother Cheng is giving his trusted little brother a chance to stand out. He snatched a piece of meat from Handsome Sheng's mouth, and that's how the fight started.

You have to gnaw on the hardest bones, otherwise they're tasteless!

Roast Chicken counted the gangsters from the water houses across the street; there were at least five hundred of them. The three families combined had less than two hundred men. Although they were all thugs, three against one, even a martial arts master couldn't withstand the ravenous punches.

"One step to Heaven, one step to Paradise!"

“We’re all scoundrels, but we don’t have any uncles or grandpas to be bosses or scumbags. If we can’t hold on, we can climb the ranks. In Yau Ma Tei, we’re all about tearing off a handsome guy like a piece of meat. If we can’t hold on, we can only go back to being thugs and working for the bosses!”

Fools are often blessed; the loyal and simple-minded don't understand the intricacies of the game. If they can win, they'll hold on; if they can't, they'll run away. As long as they're alive, they'll eventually rise above their circumstances.

Ghost Hand twirled the long knife in his hand, smiling coldly. He had already been promoted to a high position and had half a street in Hung Hom. Although he was not yet in charge of opening a branch, he was still a top-ranking member of the Wo Shing triad!
He came to Yau Ma Tei for two reasons: first, to grab a piece of the pie and find a way to make money; and second, to see what kind of skills Handsome Winner had up his sleeve and whether this scoundrel had any potential to become a top-ranking official.

"Good evening, fellow losers!"

"I was worried you'd all cower like fish in water, but I didn't expect you three stinking sweet potatoes and rotten eggs to have some guts! Not bad! Not bad!"

"It saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one!"

Chi Mengli looked around but didn't see Hei Ahu or any of his henchmen. It seemed that his subordinates weren't planning to get involved in this mess until things were clear.

Maintaining neutrality is itself an attitude!

He chuckled to himself, put the long-handled fire axe he was carrying on his shoulder down on the ground, and mocked Ghost Hand, Roast Chicken, and Silly Lucky in front of him.

"Handsome Sheng, you bastard, you're fucking arrogant! You're such a jerk! You're really a jerk!"

"Stop your damn whining!"

"If you're going to interfere, then hurry up and do it. I was planning to take a bath with your mom!"

"By the way! You handsome guy, the girl you've been with has a great figure. After I've killed you, I'll go and sleep with your mom and that girl!"

The roast chicken started firing off, spewing vulgar and obscene language.

We're here to watch action movies, not to chat and joke around.

Chi Mengli picked up the long-handled fire axe and took a step forward. When the henchmen behind him saw their boss move, they rushed out in a swarm.

"Go! Kill those bastards in the water room!"

Ghost Hand shouted and charged at Handsome Sheng, brandishing his Miao sword.

Double Flower Red Stick!

They're targeting the double-flower red stick!

Once the blade is forward, there is no turning back. Ghost Hand raised his blade and brought it down, slashing at Chi Mengli.

But in Chi Mengli's eyes, Ghost Hand's knife was just like him—soft and useless. He didn't choose to back down; instead, he raised the long-handled fire axe in his hand and smashed it down.

A heavy blunt weapon smashes a sharp weapon; blunt weapons have the advantage. The axe, forged from pure steel, is harder than marble, and it directly crushed the Miao knife in Ghost Hand's hand, breaking it in half.

Ghost Hand, who made the first move, did not expect that Handsome Sheng, who did not look strong, had an astonishingly strong hand. His own hand was already scraped and bleeding.

(End of this chapter)