Hong Kong film: Forever, a killer with amazing skills

He felt that he was just unlucky, not incapable.

Given the chance, he can definitely prove himself!

This time, Chicken's return is his best chance to prove himself!

"What? Now you're the boss, all high and mighty, and I can't even say a word to you?"

The fist-wielding boy looked arrogant, pointing his nose at the foreskin...

Bao Pi wanted to get angry, but when he saw the group of tall and strong henchmen behind the fist-fisted guy, his anger immediately subsided.

Seeing that Bao/Pi had stopped talking, Fist Boy smugly snorted and led his underlings upstairs.

The savage looked at Bao Pi and sneered twice before leading his henchmen up as well.

"Big brother, these guys are really looking down on us!"

Chao Pi said with a frustrated look on his face.

Bao Pi punched the wall, and the stinging pain in his fist slightly released some of the anger in his heart.

"Let them be arrogant, they won't be arrogant for long!"

"That's what Bao Pi said viciously."

He had already heard Chicken's plan and knew that Chicken had come this time for the position of leader of Hung Hing.

Once Chicken takes the top position in Hung Hing, who will dare to underestimate him?

Aren't these people very arrogant now?

They'll get what's coming to them later!

Bao Pi imagined himself looking down at this group of people with an arrogant air, and he immediately felt much better.

The second floor of the restaurant.

In the huge banquet hall.

By this time, many of the Hung Hing's senior members had arrived.

When Dafei led his men in, they saw a circle of men in black suits standing in the banquet hall, numbering at least sixty or seventy, all with bulging waists, clearly carrying weapons.

Dafei's arrogant expression disappeared, and he walked in with a frown. The big shots who had already arrived in the banquet hall all looked at Dafei.

Among them were several hateful gazes that Dafei glanced at, then curled his lip with a disdainful expression.

Those were all people he had beaten up.

So what if I took your territory? I, Dafei, didn't wipe you out completely. Didn't I leave you some space?

If those people knew what Dafei was thinking, they would probably give him a good dressing down.

Some space was left?

You left them a pool hall, a small shop, or something similar, and told them you reserved some space for them?

Does that count as territory?

At most, they just planted a flag!

Damn Big Fly!

These people were cursing inwardly.

Especially seeing Dafei's arrogant attitude, as if he didn't take them seriously.

That makes it even more hateful!

...

"Pheasant, what are you doing?"

Dafei walked over and sat down at the innermost table.

The other older brothers were also sitting here, while the other tables were reserved for their underlings.

"Let's talk about it once everyone arrives."

Chicken glanced at Tai Fei, thinking to himself that Tai Fei was currently the most powerful leader in Hung Hing. He would bribe the others and leave Tai Fei with a few other leaders of lesser power, which would be a good opportunity to demonstrate his strength!

Seeing the pheasant drinking tea with an air of nonchalance, Dafei curled his lip in disapproval.

If it were based on his usual personality, he would have already confronted them by now.

However, Dafei glanced at the group of people in black suits standing around him and suppressed the urge to retort.

Let's wait and see how things develop.

He simply didn't believe that the pheasant would actually dare to set up a trap!

At this time;

Fist Boy, accompanied by the savages, also walked in from outside.

1.4

Fist Boy and Raw Man are both the kind of brainless traditional gangsters. Although they saw the men in black suits in the banquet hall and knew that they were brought by Chicken, they were not very bright.

But they clearly didn't think so.

Is a few dozen people a lot?

Each of them has hundreds of henchmen under their command.

What a fright!

then;

Fist Boy and Wild Man strode in with an air of indifference, pulled out chairs, and sat down at the main table.

"Chicken, what are you up to? What do you want to talk about by inviting us over tonight?"

The boy slammed his fist on the table and said in an arrogant manner.

The pheasant glanced at him, inwardly sneering.

He had seen plenty of petty, smug guys like Fistboy.

People like this usually don't last long.

He'll either be hacked to death or killed by his own henchmen!

In summary;

It's right that Chicken looks down on this fist-wielding brat.

"We'll talk about it when the deadline arrives."

The pheasant said calmly.

Keep drinking tea.

He appeared nonchalant, showing no regard for the older men present.

The fist-wielding guy was immediately displeased.

boom!

He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, saying, "Chicken, what the hell are you pretending for? You're no longer a member of Hung Hing. I've already given you a lot of face by coming here tonight, you know?"

Almost as soon as Fist Boy slammed his fist on the table and stood up, his henchmen also stood up in unison.

The other older brothers were all watching the show and showed no intention of getting involved.

At that moment, the eight men in black suits standing behind Chicken also pulled out UMP45 submachine guns from their waists and pointed them at Fist Boy and his henchmen.

Glug~!

With a submachine gun pointed at him, Fist Boy and his henchmen panicked.

Damn it, that Chicken guy has no sportsmanship; his underlings even brought guns! And submachine guns at that!

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Chapter 206: Choosing a Leader, Who Supports Me, Chicken? Can't Agree? Then Let's Not Talk!

The arrogant attitude of the boy with the fist was gone; he even subconsciously raised his hand.

"Put your hands down." Pheasant glanced at him indifferently and said, "Sit down. I'll say it again, let's talk all at once when everyone is here."

Fist Boy realized he had done something embarrassing, so he blushed and lowered his hand, then said with an awkward smile, "Right, right, let's talk about convenience once everyone's here!"

"Sit down! Sit down now!!"

He shouted at his underlings, afraid that some of them would be stubborn and want to test whether his muscles or bullets were harder.

However, Fist Boy was clearly overthinking it.

His underlings were clearly not that stupid.

Everyone sat down again.

The boy with the fist felt he had lost face and dared not say another word.

Meanwhile, the savage on the side looked relieved.

He was glad he was a beat too slow, otherwise he would have been embarrassed along with the fist-wielding guy!

The other gang leaders watched this scene with a mixture of shock and amusement, secretly laughing at the "Fist Boy."

This is a classic case of muscle training going to the brain.

Brainless!

...

Half an hour later;

All the senior members of Hung Hing who have any influence are present.

At this moment, Shanji also put down his teacup and glanced at the dozen or so men present.

"Everyone! I, Shanji, have called you all here today because there is something I want to talk to you about."