Hong Kong General: Rebirth of Rage, Rising from Prison

Chapter 92 Dong'an Society is about to perish!
On the rooftop of Lisheng Company.

Jiuwenlong and the prince fought fiercely.

The wooden stick that the prince had just held had long been kicked in pieces by Jiu Wenlong. Without a weapon, he was soon beaten to the point where he could only defend himself but had no power to fight back.

"Shh!"

Now that the wooden stick was gone, the prince found an opportunity and took advantage of it to pull out a steel pipe from the billboard and chopped it with a flip of his hand.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Jiu Wenlong was hit by several sticks and was forced to retreat again and again.

Ma Jiaohong and Kang Ge's heart instantly tightened, and Changfa and Sanying also looked nervous.

Jiuwenlong fought and retreated, and after being forced under the steel frame, he glanced out of the corner of his eye.

He took advantage of the situation and grabbed two wind-proof ropes hanging in the air, lifted his body up, and avoided the stick by hanging in the air.

Then he swung backwards, twisted his waist suddenly and kicked straight forward.

"boom!"

The huge impact force knocked the prince to the ground.

Jiuwenlong was very fast. He retracted his legs and leaped forward, riding on the prince. In just a moment, he pulled out the steel pipe from the prince's hand.

Point the sharp steel pipe downwards, aim it at the prince's throat, and insert it hard!
"what!"

The prince's pupils instantly dilated, and he closed his eyes tightly. He felt his neck tighten, and he cried out in despair in his heart: "It's over, I'm defeated!"

The steel pipe hovering around the prince's neck paused for just a moment.

"puff!"

The next second, Jiu Wenlong did not hesitate and pierced the prince's throat with the steel pipe.

That's right, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.

Now that he has decided to leave the countryside, he won't be nagging anymore!

Jiuwenlong's eyes became fierce. He glanced at the prince who had turned into a dead dog, and slowly stood up.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

Although he had a wound at the corner of his mouth, he stood there with an imposing, natural and majestic demeanor.

Huoshan stared at Jiuwenlong with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

Based on his understanding of the Nine-Pattern Dragon.

Just now, he had the upper hand. If he won the duel, he would definitely let the prince go.

But I didn't expect that he would kill him directly!
Could it be that the former Nine-Pattern Dragon has really returned?
"Brother Long, you are still as majestic as ever, and you are still so arrogant!"

Huoshan hid his thoughts, walked up to him with a bright smile and praised him, then waved to Taurus: "Champagne!"

Taurus handed the two bottles of champagne he had prepared to Huoshan.

"Brother Long, we are brothers. I am so happy for you. Let's have a glass of champagne to celebrate."

"We'll start fighting later, everyone just fight as you like, just to show off to Brother Rabbi!"

Huoshan smiled and handed the champagne to Jiuwenlong with a false heart.

While handing over the wine glass, Taurus gave a wink to a young man in casual clothes next to him.

While everyone's attention was on Jiu Wenlong and they gathered together to celebrate, the young man took out the switchblade he had prepared from his waist.

"Clap!"

The blade jumped out and stabbed fiercely towards Jiuwenlong's chest.

Jiu Wenlong glanced at the little brother and saw the direction at a glance. He grabbed it with his hand and with a "click", he mercilessly broke the little brother's wrist.

"Ding Dong!"

The knife fell to the ground.

"what!"

The young man let out a scream, raised his wrist, and his face turned pale.

His hands have been deformed into chicken claws.

Everyone was startled and focused their attention.

Jiu Wenlong had a cold face. He pinched the young man's wrist, looked sharp, and asked in a cold voice: "Why do you want to stab me with a knife?"

"When you stabbed my boss with a knife six years ago, didn't he ask you the same question?"

The young brother struggled and yelled unwillingly, trying to awaken Jiuwenlong's memory and make him soften his heart.

Jiu Wenlong's eyes became profound, and he saw the shadow of his own youthful desire to stand out in his younger brother.

But he had no intention of softening his heart.

He took the wine glass from Huoshan's hand and smashed it directly on the younger brother's head with a "bang".

The younger brother was knocked to the ground, his head covered in blood, and fainted.

"To stand out, you need real skills. Not following the rules and using dirty tricks is really despicable!"

"Do you think I, Nine-Pattern Dragon, am a weakling?"

Jiu Wenlong raised his eyebrows, seemingly speaking to his younger brother, but his cold expression was directed at Huoshan. Huoshan was shocked by his look.

He knew that Jiu Wenlong was pointing at him.

Obviously, today's Jiu Wen Long is not the waiter Jiu Wen Long, but the former Yau Tsim Mong boss, Jiu Wen Long!

He stood up!
Huoshan raised his head, drank the champagne in one gulp, and simply stopped pretending: "Heh, as long as I can get attention, what means do I use? Does it matter?"

"Brother Long, in today's world, people are talking about money, status, and tactics. Who would talk to you about morality?"

"boom!"

The champagne glass shook slightly in Huoshan's hand, and then the glass was thrown to the ground.

Glass shards flew everywhere.

"Jiu Wenlong, so what if you can fight, so what if I am loyal, it's useless!"

"These days, all you need is money!"

Huoshan's face suddenly became extremely sinister. He took a step forward, waved his hand, and shouted at his brothers, "Kill Jiuwenlong and you'll get a million bonus!"

"Fuck him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of all the thugs from the Dong'an Society lit up, and they drew their knives and sticks and gathered around from all directions.

"What are you doing? Are you going to kill your own sect?"

Long-haired, Sanying and other die-hard fans also drew their weapons and stood behind Jiu Wenlong to support him.

"Long-haired, Sanying, you guys are done for. Jiuwenlong has already set up shop in Dong'an. Bullshit, fellow disciples killing each other!"

"You are the ones who are turning your elbows outward!"

"If you don't get out of the way, I'll do it to you too!"

Taurus, along with his younger brothers, waved the knives in their hands and spoke viciously.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of a one million bonus?

The purpose of being in this gang is to stand out, to make a fortune, to drive a luxury car and to enjoy endless glory.

It's a miserable life. Even if you go out and fight, you can only get 50,000 yuan for settling down.

If you kill Jiu Wenlong, you will get a bonus of one million. I would be lying if I am not excited!
Not to mention killing Jiu Wenlong, there are people who would even risk their lives for him!

These younger brothers all had red eyes and looked at each other fiercely, confronting Jiuwenlong's old subordinates tit for tat.

Fighting in the sun with horses is the same as the military warfare in the past. Whoever has more people will have more power.

The situation on the scene was very clear. On the Volcano side, there were many people and they had an overwhelming advantage.

"Jiu Wenlong, you have been so glorious for so long, and that's enough. Unless Jesus saves you tonight, you will not be able to escape!"

"Brothers, kill the Nine-Patterned Dragon. Anyone who dares to stop us will be killed!"

Huoshan looked proud and gave an order.

These thugs from Dong'an Society were about to rush towards Jiu Wenlong and his men with knives in hand.

But before they started fighting.

At this time, everyone heard a sound of fighting coming from downstairs, and everyone stopped in their tracks.

He looked towards the entrance in confusion.

"Brother Huoshan, Quanxing's troops are coming. There are so many of them. We brothers can't hold on any longer!"

At the entrance to the rooftop, a thug covered in blood suddenly rushed up and shouted loudly.

"what?!"

Huoshan frowned. What was going on? Why did Quanxing get involved?

"Ring ring ring!"

At this time, the signal had been restored and Huoshan's phone began to ring rapidly.

He answered the phone irritably: "Who is it? You'd better be busy calling at this time!"

"Brother Huoshan, the people from Quanxing are taking collective action tonight, and all the places in Yau Ma Tei have been cleared out!"

"We can't hold on any longer, bring some support!"

The hall master Gou Tiao on the other end of the phone urged anxiously.

Huoshan yelled after hearing this: "Fuck your mother, I'm going to fight with Jiuwenlong tonight, if you need support, go find Brother Rabbi, find me, do you think I have three heads and six arms?"

"Brother Huoshan and Brother Rabbi are missing. The other big guys in the gang, Red Stick and Big Bottom, were tied up and thrown in front of the police station like pigs. They were caught by the police!"

"Wang Yao, the White Paper Fan, was hacked to death on the street!"

"If you don't come, Dong'an Society will be destroyed!"

"what!"

On the other end of the line, the hall master Gou Tiao let out a scream and the call was disconnected.

　ps: The third update today!

　　
　
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