Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 198 "196" Hang them all at the entrance of Hung Hom Tunnel

Yau Ma Tei, Hang Kee.

Yaowen watched his fruit market close down, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Ah Ting couldn't help but ask from the side, "Boss, why is the door closed?"

"Because I know that I will never be able to open a business again," Yaowen said, lighting a cigarette.

"Can't open for business? There will still be plenty of time to go in and out of the fruit market later, won't there?"

"I was even planning to help you get the goods, boss."

Yaowen did not speak.

"Washing one's hands in the fruit market" signifies entering the fruit market, while "returning to the market" signifies closing down the fruit market.

Entering the fruit market signifies a life free from worldly strife, while closing the fruit market signifies renewed turmoil, enemies everywhere, and the loss of a peaceful life.

How can they be compared?
However, Ah Ting was still young and wouldn't understand even if I explained, so Yao Wen didn't explain either. He took a puff of his cigarette and slowly said, "Now, how many people at Heng Ji can still afford to smoke?"

“Three or four thousand men is the combined force that all the leaders can mobilize,” Ah Ting said.

"Grandpa said that you will personally command this operation and you must cripple those gang leaders because the Yamaguchi-gumi is behind them."

Min Ge's real intention was to plant a flag under the guise of avenging Huo Baoming.

Yaowen was a smart man and understood immediately. He then said, "Give half of the men a go, get the weapons ready, and wait for me to direct the operation tonight."

"The rest of you, guard the area."

"no problem."

In the Red Dragon Society, Tang Jun's trusted lieutenant, seeing Tang Jun's corpse being brought back to the headquarters, had a grim expression. Enraged, he kicked over the table in front of him and roared, "Which bastard did this?!"

"Boss, Jun went out alone after returning home. He didn't take anyone with him except his driver. We don't know anything about him yet," a henchman quickly explained.

"Which driver? Is the driver dead?" Big Shrimp roared as he turned around.

"The driver is dead too, and he was also brought here..."

The shrimp's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

He was the second-in-command of the Red Dragon Society. He had previously killed the traitor Black Bull, which earned him Tang Jun's appreciation, and he gradually rose to become the boss.

But if Tang Jun weren't around, Da Xia wouldn't have been able to master the entire set of characters.

Because most people would disagree with him.

Just then, Lei Wei received the news and rushed over. Seeing that Tang Jun's body was pale, he was overjoyed, but pretended to be incredulous and asked, "Who killed my good brother Tang Jun?"

"Brother Wei, we haven't figured out who did it yet," Big Shrimp said with a gloomy expression.

"Damn it, find out right now! If I find out who did it, I'll skin him alive!" Lei Wei cursed, then immediately ordered people to investigate.

Not long after, he learned that Tang Jun had been to a tea restaurant the night before.

They immediately called the boss over.

The shrimp was somewhat surprised, not understanding why Lei Wei had more energy than him.

I was surprised to hear about it so quickly.

Soon the boss arrived, and Lei Wei grabbed him by the collar, snarling, "I'm asking you, do you know who became my good brother?"

"No, I don't know," the owner stammered. "All I know is that Tang Jun had a late-night snack at my tea restaurant and then left."

"I really don't know when Tang Jun died or when he passed away."

"Is that Hung Hing's territory over there? Was it Hung Hing that did it?" Lei Wei asked through gritted teeth. He actually hoped that his boss would say it was Hung Hing.

In this way, he could regain control of the Red Dragon Society under the pretext of avenging Tang Jun.

Controlling the Red Dragon Society is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is to be able to lift the prawn up and treat it as a puppet.

Fortunately, he was behind the scenes.

As long as there's a scapegoat, the money can keep rolling in and flowing in.

"I... I've only seen the Crown Prince's men around... I really don't know anything else, I don't know anything at all," the shopkeeper said fearfully.

"Damn it! I don't know anything, so what use are you to me?" Lei Wei roared.

"Kill him for me."

The boss panicked.

I almost blurted out the truth.

"Brother Wei, let's forget about it." Big Shrimp hesitated for a moment before trying to dissuade him:
"They're just business people, not gangsters. If they don't know, they just don't know."

"Yes, yes." The boss looked grateful.

“Especially since the other party is from Hung Hing, and Hung Hing collects land fees,” Big Shrimp added.

“If we do something to someone for no reason, we will only give others cause for gossip.”

"The investigation into Jun-ge's death is still ongoing."

"Alright, then I'll give you face and release him." Lei Wei immediately had a way out, pretending to be fierce as he told the man to get out.

He then patted Big Shrimp on the shoulder and said, "Big Shrimp, it's obvious that Hung Hing was behind this."

"You are Ah Jun's confidant, Ah Jun is my brother, we must avenge him!"

"However, we don't have any evidence yet..."

"We're gangsters, not judges. What evidence do we need?"

“Didn’t you hear what the boss said? Hung Hing Prince’s men have been active around here. It’s obvious that it was him or his men who did it!” Lei Wei said with certainty.

"Don't forget, last night Hong Fei led his men and wiped out several local thugs. Now, besides us, only Liang Zheng's men and Prince's men are left in Tsim Sha Tsui."

Both of them belonged to the Hung Hing triad, leaving only our Red Dragon Society.

If we don't take the initiative this time, and are slowly devoured by them, we'll also die.

So regardless of whether Ah Jun was the one who did it or not, we should assume that it was them.

Otherwise, if we're attacked from both sides, we're doomed!

Lei Wei, as expected of the eldest brother, spoke reasonably and logically, leaving no room for criticism.

More importantly, it aligns with the interests of the Red Dragon Society.

The shrimp was immediately tempted.

However, what Lei Wei didn't say was that the gap between the two sides was too great. If they really fought, the leader would definitely be crippled if not killed, and his reputation would plummet.

It won't be long before I recover.

However, aside from his loyalty, Big Shrimp clearly didn't have the brain to think of this. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Brother Wei, you are Brother Jun's sworn brother. I will listen to you."

"Good brother! From today onwards, you, Big Shrimp, are also my good brother, my good younger brother." Lei Wei immediately patted Big Shrimp on the shoulder with a big smile.

Then he waved his hand again:
"Everyone, get ready. Tonight, we're taking over the Prince Edward area in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"No problem!" a group of underlings shouted.

This left the shrimp somewhat dazed.

He always felt that Lei Wei's influence and status were much higher than his own.

……

Meanwhile, on Yee Wo Street in Causeway Bay, Ren Qingtian stood on the second floor of the Hung Sing Society headquarters, looking at the large crowd gathering outside, a smile appearing on his lips.

"Tsk tsk, this Liang Zheng is really fierce. Last night, she single-handedly took down most of the gang leaders, leaving the rest in a state of panic and causing them to move away."

In decades, never before have so many people been afraid of one person.

This beautiful zither is truly unprecedented and unparalleled, comparable to Dong Zhuo's victory over numerous heroes.

"Brother Tian, ​​you think highly of him?" his trusted confidant, Laji, couldn't help but ask from the side.

Then he showed disdain:
"Now, even in broad daylight, the number of people gathered here is already five or six thousand."

If we mobilize them at night, it would probably require at least tens of thousands of people.

So what if Liang Zheng is a good fighter? This time, there are really tens of thousands of knife-wielding men, all ready to storm into Yau Tsim Mong and take her out!

I'm afraid this so-called "Tsim Sha Tsui" will really be chopped into mincemeat this time.

“Originally, there were tens of thousands of people fighting against him, but now he has slaughtered more than half of them, leaving only tens of thousands to fight against him... In one night, the number of people has been reduced tenfold. Doesn't this prove the strength of the other side?” Ren Qingtian looked at the trash with a playful expression.

"If it were you, could you take down 100,000 people in one night and then fight off the remaining tens of thousands?"

"If he's not considered a king of gangsters, then who is?"

The trash was speechless.

However, Ren Qingtian was not lying; Liang Zheng did indeed eliminate 100,000 people.

These 100,000 people are not substantial, but they are real.

Because once the majority of the business was eliminated, these businesses immediately fell into infighting and vying for power.

After all, these dead dragon heads might have had grudges against Liang Zheng, but the ones below certainly didn't, so why should they help you take revenge?
It would be better to take advantage of the chaos to rise to power.

The boss is dead, so I'm the boss now.

"Brother Tian, ​​do you mean you want to help Liang Zheng out?" La Ji asked.

"Pretty much," Ren Qingtian laughed. "I just like to bet against the grain."

"Otherwise, I probably would have been shot a few times last night."

The trash nodded thoughtfully.

"Go and tell Liang Zheng yourself right now that those people not only want to lead troops to attack, but also want to take advantage of the chaos to send gunmen to snipe her." Ren Qingtian waved his hand and then ordered:
"If you can't see Liang Zhengren, you can tell his confidant."

"Okay." The trash chicken immediately agreed.

After leaving Hongxing Society, he thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone, and decided to make a call first to ask about the situation.

After all, the mainland and the peninsula are currently on the verge of conflict.

If you go there by yourself and accidentally get slashed, that would be truly tragic.

……

"Okay, got it." Nan Zheng hung up the phone, a cold smile creeping onto her face.

A bunch of fence-sitters.

Within just one hour, he received a call from the local gang, saying there would be a shootout that night.

Were they genuinely trying to help?
To put it bluntly, it's still betting on both sides. If the island loses, he can justify himself as a good person. If the island wins, he'll be ruthless to himself than anyone else.

Nan Zheng despises these kinds of people the most; she'll kill them first when the fight starts tonight.

No, we can send people to take care of them right now.

He then made another phone call and gave instructions to Scarface.

What surprised Nan Zheng was that someone from Hongxing Society also called.

Ren Qingtian's men not only didn't oppose him, but they also revealed the details of the shootout and even the fact that someone had fired shots from behind.

Apart from Hongxing Society saying that someone fired shots from behind, none of the other fence-sitters said anything.

Only half the story is told...

Thinking about it makes me feel like they deserve to die even more.

However, seeing that Ren Qingtian of Hongxing Society was so sensible, Nan Zheng was not unwilling to let him off the hook.

Otherwise, if we can't take him down this time, we'll take him down again during our next expansion.

After hanging up the phone and giving all the instructions, Nan Zheng called Gao Jin, Xiahou Wu, and the others to an open-air barbecue camp in Tsim Sha Tsui for drinks and barbecue.

"Get ready, guys. There's going to be a fierce battle tonight, and you might all die."

"So exciting?" Xiahou Wu laughed, a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

"It's even more exciting than a fireworks display," Gao Jin said, lighting a cigarette, clearly having already heard the news.

"The last time we fought on the isolated island, it was five hundred against five hundred... Now it's several thousand against hundreds of thousands. Think about it yourself."

"What?" Xiahou Wu was shocked.

Hung Hing had 50,000 men, Da Zai had 10,000, and Nan Zheng had 3,000.

If we include Nan Zheng's, then it's three thousand against over ten thousand.

Gao Jin said with a smile.

"What, scared? This is a no-holds-barred brawl, remember to wear protective gear."

"Be careful not to accidentally cut off your testicles, or you won't be able to masturbate anymore."

"Xiahou Wu is a martial arts fanatic, you good-for-nothing! If he became a eunuch, wouldn't practicing martial arts be perfect? ​​He could even use the Sunflower Manual." Nan Zheng sneered.

Gao Jin also burst into laughter.

Xiahou Wu didn't speak, but his eyes gleamed with excitement and anticipation.

He wasn't scared, of course; he was just a little surprised because he hadn't processed the information properly.

However, after regaining his senses, he became interested in this large-scale melee.

A restless feeling stirred within me.

Having been in Hong Kong for so long, Xiahou Wu, a member of the Young and Dangerous gang, must have fought with him.

But so many gangsters have never actually fought him.

"In short, get everyone ready. Each person will bring a hundred men. We're going to do this tonight." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and, after finishing her barbecue, gave the order, and everyone went back to prepare.

He knew some of the specific leaders, and with the phone calls from Ren Qingtian and a few other opportunists, he could roughly guess who was in charge.

Besides those who died, those who worked tonight included Lei Long from the Hong Sheng Gang, Su Fei from the Xin Xing Society, Lang Qing from the Fu Sheng Gang, Master Cao from the Hong Xing Gang, Master Wen from the Chaozhou Gang, as well as two top-ranking members from the Tai Zi Gang and Yi An.

The Hung Shing gang was the leader, while the Red Star and Chaozhou gangs were opportunists.

Master Cao's two sons were named Feilong and Tangbao.

Wenye's chief henchman was named Li Aji.

If they're capable, eliminate them during the day; then the rest are hardly a threat.

After finishing her cigarette, Nan Zheng and a few bodyguards prepared to return to the nightclub. People were coming and going on the street, and three men in black got out of a black MPV and walked by casually with their heads down.

One of them walked a little faster, but no one noticed in broad daylight.

When he was about four or five meters away, he suddenly pulled a pistol out of his pocket.

Nan Zheng tilted her head and looked over, a cold smile on her face.

boom!
The man in black was slammed against a roadside van with tremendous force, like a cannonball. The van door caved in instantly, and the windows shattered into countless fragments.

Big Foot, with a ferocious expression, broke his arm and then grabbed his neck with both hands.

Twist it with all your might. Snap—

The person instantly tilted their neck and went limp.

The remaining two were taken aback, but before they could even draw their guns, a long gun suddenly appeared from the upstairs window, bang bang bang bang!

Four shots were fired in quick succession, one to the heart and one to the head, instantly knocking the two men down, where they exploded in mid-air, creating clouds of blood mist.

Fully automatic sniper rifle.

It is extremely lethal.

The driver in the MPV was taken aback, but before he could even step on the gas, two veterans hidden in the crowd suddenly pulled out Black Stars.

Crack, crackle!

Bang bang bang!

The driver's lower body was beaten to a pulp.

Cries arose from all sides.

Screams erupted from the streets of Tsim Sha Tsui, and the crowd receded like the tide. Nan Zheng stood there, smoking, completely unfazed.

He sent Taibao to follow them last night.

Sure enough, it was an assassin.

Soon, the sniper came downstairs, waved his hand, and ordered someone to bring the driver over. He then turned and said, "Danger cleared."

"Interesting, the big circle?" Nan Zheng tilted her head and looked at the sniper with great interest.

"Chen Yiyuan, from Hunan." Chen Yiyuan casually tossed a sniper rifle to one of the men, clapped his hands, and then smiled.
"Scarface introduced me to this."

"Not bad." Nan Zheng said calmly. These big circle members were either recruited by Scarface or Wang Jianguo, and he really didn't know them.

It doesn't matter if you don't know the people, knowing their strength is enough.

The two assassins, killed by snipers, were quickly packed into the trunk, and several veterans got into the car with sniper rifles and drove away.

Looking at Erlang, whose lower body had been smashed and whose face was contorted with rage and pain, Nan Zheng said contemptuously, "The last person who dared to assassinate me in my own base was called Lin Dayue. All twenty of his gunmen were drowned in the sea."

"The last one who dared to snipe me was called O."

"Now I'm hanging myself in this tenement building."

"You little devils, you didn't even scout the place properly, you didn't even check the details, how dare you come here..."

"You fucking look down on me!"

Nan Zheng sneered, then pulled out her Black Star gun and shot Erlang Chun in the chest. The pain made Erlang Chun's eyes widen and his whole body stiffen and tremble.

A loud scream.

"One of the Four Protectors, specializing in killing lewd women, I just don't know which beast you are." Nan Zheng raised her foot and stepped on Erlang's scrotum, slowly grinding it.

Erlang's wailing continued unabated; his cries in broad daylight were chilling and terrifying to hear.

He was in excruciating pain.

"Tell me, where is Yuan Qingnan?" Nan Zheng asked with a smile.

"Baka yarou!" Erlang cursed through gritted teeth.

"Good, that's tough enough." Nan Zheng clapped her hands in satisfaction, then pointed:

“Cut off his scrotum, take pictures of it, and I’m going to send them to Japan for the Yamaguchi-gumi to see what it’ll be like for them to become eunuchs.”

"Wow, live human experiment art photos?" Chen Yiyuan exclaimed with wide-eyed amazement.

"I like it!"

"Although I don't know who you are, I will soon find out... Beizhao San was cut in half at the waist, and you were subjected to slow slicing. Wouldn't you consider yourselves to be brothers in misfortune?" Nan Zheng smiled as she looked at the trembling Jing Julang.

"Don't worry, I'll use all ten of the most cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty on you four brothers."

"If they weren't on Hong Kong Island... it doesn't matter, I'll go to Japan myself and wipe them out completely."

"You four brothers, plus your eldest brother Yuan Qingnan, will be able to meet you soon."

Nan Zheng then waved her hand, signaling Chen Yiyuan to pull the person away.

He knew very well that since Yuan Qingnan and Yifu were not there, they were most likely assassinating the people around him.

However... they didn't have that opportunity.

Sure enough, less than three minutes later, several more gunshots rang out around Tsim Sha Tsui.

Immediately afterwards, the phone rang, carrying only four words:

Kill them all.

Nan Zheng had anticipated this.

A year ago, his headquarters was already impregnable. How could a simple assassination succeed so easily?

The group of assassins that the Ni family employed didn't even last three minutes here.

A moment later, Nan Zheng found nearly fifteen gunmen in a sand field.

After being interviewed by survivors, it was revealed that the two leaders were named Ichifu and Jiro.

The one who died earlier was North Claw Three.

So the last one left is He Si.

“Yuan Qingnan is not here.” Chen Yiyuan said, looking at the mountain of corpses.

A dozen gunmen were piled together, some of whom were still alive, their fingers and heels wriggling. Blood and flesh were mixed together, making them look like conjoined experimental subjects, which was particularly horrifying.

Fortunately, it wasn't nighttime.

"What does it matter whether he is or not? He's dead meat." Nan Zheng said with a laugh, puffing on her cigarette.

"Even if I become Hara Aoko now, I still want to go to Japan to become He Si. Whether it goes smoothly or not, it's just right."

"And now? Burn it all down?" Chen Yiyuan pointed to the pile of blood-soaked people.

"What a waste to burn it all down!"

"Don't forget, there's still a tough battle ahead... Hang them all at the entrance of the Hung Hom Tunnel, let's get some bloodshed first tonight, to set the mood."

……

Inside the main store, He Min looked puzzled as she listened to the gunshots outside in broad daylight. Just as she opened the office door to check the situation, three or four people rushed in.

"Close the door!" Huo Min shouted when she sensed something was wrong, and kicked over the table in front of her.

His figure darted to the side at lightning speed.

Bang bang bang!

The three men pulled out their guns and smashed the table to pieces. When they turned around, they found that the woman was no longer there, and they were about to storm into the office.

The young man at the head of the group took the lead.

However, before they could rush over, several gun barrels suddenly appeared in the quiet kitchen.

Yuan Qingnan's scalp tingled. How the hell would a snack shop have a gun?

Without even thinking, he quickly pulled one of the men in black to the side.

A burst of bullets riddled the man with holes, then the bullets passed through the second man, knocking them both down.

However, Yuan Qingnan had already rushed to the office. Huo Min swiftly swung a whip kick at him, but Yuan Qingnan simply blocked it with one hand and then threw a punch.

In an instant, Huo Min flew backward sideways, crashing into two or three tables before finally coming to a stop.

He coughed up blood as soon as he landed, and his face turned pale.

Yuan Qingnan pushed the door open and rushed in, and at the same time, the man in black was also knocked down by the veteran in the kitchen.

However, as soon as Yuan Qingnan entered the office, someone jumped up from the desk and delivered a flying knee strike, then turned and slammed it down.

Caught off guard, Yuan Qingnan was forced back three or four steps, completely stunned.

How come there are still people here?
Yuan Qingnan's face hardened, and just as he was about to make a move, He Min, who was squatting under the desk, hurriedly pulled out a Black Star and fired without thinking.

He Min and Yuan Qingnan were knocked down at that time.

One fell because he couldn't hold the gun properly, and the other was knocked down by a bullet.

"Damn it!" Yuan Qingnan cursed, his arm bleeding profusely, greatly reducing his fighting ability. Li Cai pressed his advantage, hammering the wound. They exchanged a few blows at the doorway, and the two retreated violently.

Li Cai stared in shock at the fist mark on his chest, completely bewildered as to why someone who practices karate could be stronger than someone who practices Muay Thai.

Hearing hurried footsteps behind him, Yuan Qingnan, filled with resentment, clutched his wound and slammed into the window beside him, fleeing at top speed.

"Quick, arrest them!" Li Cai shouted, and several veterans quickly climbed the wall to follow them.

Seeing that all the assassins were either dead or had fled, He Min collapsed onto the sofa, still shaken.

She had wanted to finish him off earlier, but Li Cai blocked the shot for fear of accidentally injuring anyone, so she didn't have the chance.

Yuan Qingnan's arrival here was also planned. He had Ichifujiro assassinate Liang Zheng, and if he failed, he would tie up Liang Zheng's girlfriend and then use her as leverage to threaten her.

Who would have thought that every employee at a snack shop had a gun?
Not only do they have guns, but there's also a skilled fighter hiding outside the office and another skilled fighter inside the office.

Most importantly, Liang Zheng's girlfriend, who was completely unarmed, unexpectedly pulled out a Black Star.

The Yamada group was almost wiped out.

Yuan Qingnan was so angry that his lungs felt like they were about to explode!
If the news got out, the fact that Yuan Qingnan, the Southeast Asian Grand Slam champion whom even Man Hung Hing couldn't capture or even see, was almost shot in the head by He Min here would probably scare outsiders to death.

……

While Li Cai ordered the arrest of Yuan Qingnan, the last three members of the Yamada Group were ambushed and hacked to death by Wei Jixiang and his men at the entrance of the nightclub.

These are all here to assassinate Ruby.

On this very day, the Yamaguchi-gumi's stronghold on Hong Kong Island was completely uprooted, including the Japanese chargé d'affaires' consulate.

Leave no one behind.

On the other side in Wan Chai, Master Cao, a star, had just returned home and immediately called his two half-sons over to gather men when suddenly two gunmen jumped over the wall.

They fired a burst of shots at the people inside.

Master Cao's head was blown off on the spot, and Fei Long and Tang Bao were shot several times in the chest and fell into a pool of blood.

Even if they don't die, they will be severely injured.

Seeing that their target was dead, Xiao Li and another gunman quickly climbed over the wall and left.

When Master Cao's henchmen and family arrived, all that was left was a scene of utter devastation.

Wen Ye, a member of the Chaozhou gang, was eating and preparing to call Li Aji over to give him some instructions when Scarface burst through the door and shot him in the head with a gun.

After finishing, he simply walked away.

The leader was not found, and when he still hadn't been seen by nightfall, Zhang Chun led his men away.

In less than half an hour, two more top-ranked criminals died in Causeway Bay, with Master Wen and Master Cao both dying suddenly.

Those powerful figures who were originally gathering their forces in a grand manner suddenly found themselves in disarray.

Hong Sheng, the leader of the gang, was in a meeting and hadn't gone anywhere, but upon hearing the news, he gritted his teeth, flew into a rage, and flew into a rage.

This further solidified his determination to get rid of Liangzheng.

"Everyone's heard the news, right? That bastard Liang Zheng is at it again."

"He never intended to let us go, and we certainly can't let him go either!" Lei Long gritted his teeth and looked at the other gang leaders, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"Gather all your men. Tonight, let's fight to the death!"

Half an hour later, thousands of people poured out of Wan Chai at the same time, quickly boarded dozens of buses and minibuses, and headed straight for Yau Tsim Mong.

There were too many people; dozens of buses of all sizes couldn't hold them all.

The majority of people walked there.

Aside from evacuating the crowd, the police did absolutely nothing else.

Because they didn't have any weapons; all their weapons were hidden in the vehicles. There were just too many of them, and the numbers were too large.

It's impossible to tell who the real gangsters are.

A large group of over a thousand people also set out from Yau Tsim Mong, with more and more people continuously filing out.

Salisbury Road was packed with people, and even from a high vantage point, you couldn't see the end of it.

"Hurry up! If they get through the Hung Hom Tunnel, it'll be much harder to deal with them later!" Ah Wu waved his machete, his heart pounding with excitement.

After guarding the place for so long, I finally have some work to do.

And it's a big job.

There will be a generous reward after tonight.

Not far from the Hung Hom Tunnel, Xiahou Wu looked at A-Wu and said, "The police have taken action. Tonight, no one is allowed to enter or leave the tunnel, they say it's for filming."

"Look at all these people, doesn't it look like a movie shoot?" A-Wu sneered.

In particular, more than a dozen Yamaguchi-gumi corpses were hanging precariously inside the tunnel entrance.

It sways in the wind, like a flickering candle.

It looks more like a movie shoot now.

Ten minutes later, after calling everyone in Hung Hing to get ready, Nan Zheng leisurely got into the Chevrolet and drove into the tunnel entrance.

"Brother Zheng!"

"Brother Zheng!"

"Master Zheng!" As soon as he got out of the car, deafening shouts came from all around. Nan Zheng looked around and saw that everyone was a law-abiding citizen. The scene was enormous.

"Are you all ready?"

"Everything's ready. Everyone who's supposed to be here is here. Huo Huan's keeping an eye on things," A-Wu said excitedly.
Nan Zheng nodded, then put her hands in her pockets and walked directly to the tunnel entrance, followed by a large group of law-abiding citizens and many vehicles of various types.

We have buses, bulldozers, dump trucks, and semi-trailers.

Almost at the same time, Hung Hing saw hundreds of buses and minibuses stop in the distance, and a dense crowd of people jumped off the vehicles, grabbing their weapons, and walked towards them from the opposite side.

At first, it was just a tiny speck, but then, under the streetlights, a massive crowd swept in, a sea of ​​people, several times larger than those on the Hung Hing side, almost filling the huge tunnel entrance.

Seeing that the number of people had increased by nearly three or four times, A-Wu's hand gripping the knife trembled slightly.

A surge of adrenaline, a surge of adrenaline.

This will be the largest armed conflict in Hong Kong Island in a century, and the beginning of a bloodbath, as the opposing side has brought in tens of thousands of people.

The scale was extremely impressive; just looking at the number of people was enough to send chills down one's spine.

When the two sides were nearly a hundred meters apart, they stopped at the same time. Only the echoing footsteps remained at the tunnel entrance, as if they were being heavily hammered into everyone's hearts, creating a strong sense of pressure and oppression.

"Where's Liang Zheng? Tell him to get out here!" Then an old man's roar came from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)