Hong Kong film: Starts with a ghost on his back, his henchmen are all underworld minions.

Black Dragon strode forward first, pointing at Lei Fuhong and insultingly saying, "You brat, you're too kind! How dare you run wild on my Black Dragon Gang's territory!"

Lei Fuhong sneered: "I'm going to act wildly on your head, so what? What are you, Black Dragon, anyway?"

Black Dragon flew into a rage: "You arrogant fool, I'll break your legs!"

Before he could finish speaking, Black Dragon suddenly sprang up, wielding his steel blade and swiftly attacking Lei Fuhong.

Lei Fuhong, quick-witted and agile, dodged the attack and delivered a backhand whip kick, sending the Black Dragon staggering back seven or eight steps before he could barely regain his footing.

Black Dragon's face turned ugly, and he could no longer hold back, shouting, "Get him!"

As a result, members of the Black Dragon Society flocked to the scene!

Lei Fuhong and Heilong's factions clashed fiercely on the abandoned beach, creating a chaotic and brutal scene.

The members of the Sanlian Gang were brave and skilled in battle, each a man of iron will.

Armed with various sharp blades, they saw the Black Dragon Gang swarm forward at Black Dragon's command and immediately formed an offensive and defensive formation, holding the battle line firmly.

The two gangs then engaged in a life-or-death brawl on the open beach.

"what--"

A skilled Red Stick from the Sanlian Gang leaped into the air, his twin blades drawing two gleaming circles in the air before striking the faces of three Black Dragon Gang henchmen in the blink of an eye.

Before the three men could react, blood gushed from their necks, and they collapsed to the ground, dead.

The red stick landed smoothly, and with a turn, it accurately struck another Black Dragon Gang member in the chest from behind.

With a "whoosh," the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

The man's eyes widened, he coughed up blood, and collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Die, you traitor!"

Red Stick coldly drew his slender dagger, flicked off the blood, and plunged back into the melee.

On the other side of the Sanlian Gang, several assassins rode motorcycles and broke into the enemy lines.

The motorcycle sped by, and wherever it passed, the Black Dragon Gang thugs fell to the ground, crushed into a bloody mess.

"Fuck you, take this!"

Enraged by the sight, a burly man swung his knife and slashed the motorcyclist in the back.

"Ouch!" the man cried out as his motorcycle lurched and veered off course, hurtling a great distance before colliding with a nearby shipping container and bursting into flames.

The motorcyclist crashed heavily to the ground, spurting blood as he groaned and rolled around.

Just as the burly man was about to step forward and deliver another blow, a sudden chill ran down his spine as a sharp dagger was pressed against his back.

With a "whoosh," the sound of a dagger piercing flesh.

The big man stared wide-eyed, but before he could utter a sound, he collapsed to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.

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The one who ambushed him from behind was none other than the elite Red Stick of the Sanlian Gang.

The elite Red Stick coldly wiped the dagger, a cruel smile appearing on his lips.

On the other hand, the members of the Sanlian Gang formed a human wall to jointly resist the Black Dragon Gang's fierce attack.

"Run it for me!"

With a fierce roar, Black Dragon led the charge into the Triad's formation.

With a swift movement, he brought down his blade, unstoppable in his path.

The members of the Sanlian Gang fell one after another, unable to withstand his fierce offensive.

"You filthy thing, take this!"

Upon seeing this, a burly man suddenly raised his arms and gave the black dragon a bear hug.

Black Dragon reacted quickly, turning around and throwing the big man heavily to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Before the burly man could even get up, Black Dragon had already swung his heavy chain hammer and smashed it down on his head.

With a muffled thud, the burly man died instantly, his brains splattering out.

"Hahahaha!" Black Dragon laughed loudly, his mouth still splattered with the blood of his enemies.

Seeing this, the members of the Sanlian Gang turned pale and dared not step forward.

Just then, Lei Fuhong, dressed in black tight-fitting armor, strode in from behind the Sanlian Gang formation, holding a steel knife that gleamed coldly.

"Black Dragon, I'll fight you to the death today!"

Lei Fuhong roared and charged straight into the encirclement.

Upon seeing this, the two Black Dragon Gang assassins swung their machetes and slashed at Lei Fu, the blades whistling through the air.

Lei Fuhong retreated repeatedly, the blade grazing an inch from his nose, catching a few strands of hair.

The two assassins missed their attacks and stumbled.

Lei Fuhong reacted quickly, delivering a flying kick that struck one of the men directly in the abdomen.

With a "whoosh," he clutched his stomach and bent over, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 177 Oh no! A sneak attack is hard to defend against!

The veteran forced a smile and said with a forced laugh, "Boss, rest assured, we will cooperate fully, hold nothing back, and be loyal to you to the death!"

Fat Dog and Three-Eyed Ming nodded in agreement.

In fact, they were all secretly making plans. It seemed that they had no choice but to change their plans temporarily, outwardly following Lei Fuhong to deal with the Black Dragon Society, while secretly thinking of other countermeasures.

Lei Fu snorted but didn't say anything.

He also suspected Lao Pao and the others, but he didn't have any solid evidence yet, so he forced them to make a statement for the time being.

"Okay, that concludes the meeting."

After Lei Fuhong finished speaking, he strode out of the conference room, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

Yao, also known as "470," walked out casually, her face revealing no emotion.

Old Pao, Fat Dog, and Three-Eyed Ming sat in the dilapidated warehouse with grim expressions.

This is where they hold their secret meetings.

"It's over, that bastard Lei Fuhong must already suspect us." Old Pao slammed his fist on the table and roared.

Fat Dog nodded, frowning, and said, "That's right. During the meeting today, his eyes and attitude were practically threatening us. It seems he already knows about our secret contact with the Black Dragon Gang."

"Now we're doomed." Three-Eyed Ming clenched his fists. "How about we rebel? Let's start a rebellion from within the Triads and overthrow Lei Fuhong!"

"Are you crazy!" Old Pao slapped San Yanming on the head: "How could we possibly have the strength to confront Lei Fuhong head-on? We'd just be silenced by him."

"Then what should we do? Just obediently wait to die?" San Yanming said unwillingly.

"We must be patient for now and think of another way," Fat Dog pondered. "We can't contact the Black Dragon Society for the time being; Lei Fuhong is keeping a close eye on us."

"But we must come up with a solution as soon as possible!"

Old Pao said anxiously, "Tonight Lei Fuhong is going to launch a full-scale attack on the Black Dragon Society. When the gangs start fighting to the death, we'll have even less of a chance."

The three of them exchanged glances, and each saw panic and despair in the other's eyes.

After a while, Lao Pao suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I have an idea!"

Fat Dog and Three-Eyed Ming both looked at Old Cannon.

"Let's strike first and set a trap to take down Lei Fuhong tonight!" the old man said, slapping his thigh.

"What?!" Fat Dog and Three-Eyed Ming were both shocked.

"Are you sure?" Fat Dog hesitated. "This is too risky. If we fail, we're finished."

"Precisely because the risks are too great, we must strike first!"

The old man whispered, "Lei Fuhong has become suspicious. If we don't get rid of him soon, we'll be the ones executed by him."

"Old Pao is right!" A cold glint flashed in San Yanming's eyes: "Only by striking first can we have any hope!"

"Alright! It's settled then!" The veteran's gaze was firm: "I've already come up with a plan, you all listen to my instructions..."

So the three of them spent more than an hour discussing the plan in detail.

"Got it? The operation is scheduled to begin tonight!" the veteran said to the two.

"Understood!" Fat Dog and Three-Eyed Ming said in unison.

"Very good, then let's begin the deployment."

The veteran stood up: "Tonight, we'll take this guy down!"

All three had a look of excitement and ruthlessness in their eyes.

They understood that the success or failure of this operation would determine their life or death.

In order to protect themselves, they must sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and fight to the death!

That evening, Lao Pao, Fei Gou, and San Yanming booked a luxurious private room at a high-end restaurant to entertain Lei Fuhong.

The private room was brightly lit, and the table was set with exquisite dishes and fine wines.