Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

"I'll kill you in a minute! I'll let you live for two more weeks, aren't you grateful?"

Before the battle even began, the two groups started pushing and shoving each other.

"Brothers, the battle is about to begin, let's not waste any more time," Bearded Brave's leader shouted.

"Humph!"

The crowd then dispersed.

After security personnel conducted a body search and confirmed that neither party was carrying firearms, the two parties proceeded to the scene.

The Hung Hing side had black cloth strips tied around their hands, and were dressed in the same uniform as the Luen Shing side, making them easy to distinguish.

"The wind is coming..."

The more he cared, the softer he became. Deng Wei had been in great turmoil for the past two weeks, sometimes full of confidence in Chen Jialuo, and sometimes filled with doubt.

In any case, the shoe has finally dropped.

Deng Wei was breathing heavily, and his gaze involuntarily drifted to the other side. Just then, Jiang Tiansheng, dressed in smart clothes, also looked over.

"here we go…"

Hu Xuyong felt as if his heart had been suddenly gripped, and for a moment he couldn't breathe.

at this time.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the wind whistled.

The waves kept crashing against the strange rocks.

The chilling atmosphere in the air made even seasoned martial arts masters feel tense.

Baldy arrived at the center of both groups, holding a megaphone and looking at his watch.

Chen Jialuo took out a red-tasseled spear and waved it behind him.

Chen Guohan and the others nodded and put on their masks one by one. It wasn't for any other reason than that if someone secretly took pictures, these would be evidence of a crime.

Moreover, Chen Jialuo really didn't want to be treated like a monkey. If it weren't for the fact that he could make a lot of money from the bloodbath in Huoshizhou, he would have sent Gan Zitai to accompany the Five Tigers of Causeway Bay long ago.

"start!"

With the bald guy issuing orders.

The great battle of Firestone Continent is about to erupt!

The forces of Hung Hing and Wo Luen Shing clashed violently at that moment.

"what?"

To everyone's astonishment, in an instant, many members of the Hung Hing camp were knocked to the ground by the Wo Luen Shing camp!

This is Hung Hing, the triad known for its tough guys! This is the strongest force that has been assembled in the entire Hung Hing organization!

The crowd was still reeling from the shock.

On the Wo Luen Shing side, a handsome young man, whose good looks were still undeniable even with a mask on, leaped high into the air.

After landing, he flicked his spear, knocking the knife out of the hand of Gan Zitai's leader, Ghost King, and then, with a swift, swift thrust, pierced Ghost King's throat.

With another flick of his spear, he flung the Ghost King's corpse off the field.

"Hung Hing? A bunch of clueless clowns!"

Beneath the mask, Chen Jialuo's disdainful voice rang out.

His highly distinctive voice betrayed his identity.

"Ghost King!"

"Tommy! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

When Gan Zitai's leader, Matchstick, saw the Ghost King's miserable state, his eyes widened in fury. He roared and charged towards Chen Jialuo, along with seven or eight thugs wielding knives.

They charged forward recklessly, determined to kill Chen Jialuo on the spot! Killing Chen Jialuo would grant them instant power!

"It's up to you!"

Chen Jialuo wielded his spear, thrusting left and right, flipping and twirling, blood and flesh flying wherever the spear struck.

Mind and intention unite, intention and breath unite, breath and strength unite, shoulders and hips unite, ribs and knees unite, hands and feet unite!

The movements are simple and straightforward, yet powerful and crisp!

In just a few rounds, these thugs were killed by Chen Jialuo's spear.

"This is?"

"Am I seeing things?"

"Eight Extremes Sect Six Harmony Spear!"

"Does anyone in Hong Kong still know how to do this stuff?"

"Are you sure this isn't a movie shoot?"

It was Hong Kong in the 1980s, and there were quite a few connoisseurs here. Someone immediately recognized the marksmanship used by Chen Jialuo.

Discussions rose and fell:

"Wo Luen Shing?"

"Who is this handsome guy?"

"This is bad, it feels like Hung Hing can't hold on."

Yes, at the very moment the battle began, it was clearly visible to the naked eye that the Wo Shing camp was overwhelming Hung Hing.

At this moment, the myth of Hung Hing's gangsters was shattered!

As soon as the battle began, Chan Kwok-hon used his belly to clear a path and charged into the crowd. His iconic massive body became a target for Hung Hing.

He remained calm and composed, twirling the 100-kilogram iron ball in his hand from side to side, instantly striking several Hung Hing thugs until they were deformed and collapsed, barely breathing.

For a moment, the Hung Hing thugs looked horrified and dared not approach.

"You big pig, go to hell!"

A fearless Hung Hing thug, with exceptional agility, rushed in. He was Greyhound, the most capable fighter in the North Point branch!

He was of mixed race, with dark skin and a short stature. He had been living on the streets since childhood, competing with stray dogs for food. He joined Hung Hing with his fists and became a Red Pole at the age of eighteen!

"boom!"

With a fist as big as a fan, he reached out and grabbed the greyhound in mid-air.

"Who taught you to jump up when you're about to kill someone?"

Chen Guohan grinned.

Super special move!

Iron ball smash!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Chen Guohan, wielding the iron ball, displayed a dexterity in his hands and feet that seemed disproportionate to his physique. In that instant, he unleashed several punches and kicks, sending the greyhound flying.

Immediately.

Chen Guohan raised the large iron ball high and slammed it hard into the ground!

"boom!"

"biu!"

The greyhound's body was smashed into a pulp by a 100-kilogram iron ball, and its eyes instantly lost their luster.

Chapter 55 The Hung Hing Myth Shattered, Gan Zitai VS Chen Jialuo!

Minced meat, shattered internal organs, and spurting blood covered Chen Guohan.

Chan Kwok-hon stood up, his 2.3-meter height making him look like a giant. He smiled, twisted his bones, and looked at the Hung Hing thugs behind him.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it, run!"

"What monster?"

In an instant, the Hung Hing thugs were terrified, and none of them dared to approach.

at the same time.

As soon as the battle began, Yamazaki Ryuji charged into the crowd. Holding his knife in a reverse grip, he found himself surrounded by Hung Hing thugs, with no gaps in his defenses.

There were too many people, it was too chaotic, and he was stabbed in the arm.

But who is he?

He's one of the Eight Outstanding Talents!

He's Ryuji Yamazaki!

Blood and pain only aroused his bloodthirsty nature!