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

The meeting thus ended in an atmosphere of discord.

Su Zhe sat in the leather chair and pondered for a moment. He then called over Feng Yuxiu and whispered, "This number gang member named A Wu is yours. But don't kill him, just subdue him. I've heard of him. He's a money-grubber, but he's a decent fighter. Spare his life, and I'll deal with him when I get there."

Feng Yuxiu nodded calmly and replied, "I understand, Brother Su. I will definitely bring the person back to see you."

After saying that, Feng Yuxiu, along with a few trusted confidants, immediately drove to the casino that had been completely looted.

Upon arriving at the scene, Feng Yuxiu frowned and looked around. Everywhere was a mess.

He ordered his men to check the surveillance footage, and they quickly found the killer's image.

"The people behind this number are really arrogant," Feng Yuxiu said coldly. "They actually dare to run wild on our Dongxing territory!"

"Boss, this guy seems to be very skilled in martial arts. He killed more than a dozen of Lao Jiang's men," one of the underlings reported.

"Hmph, him? Wait till I find him, and I'll show him what I'm made of!" A murderous glint flashed in Feng Yuxiu's eyes.

Soon, through investigations by various parties (Li Dezhao), Feng Yuxiu located A Wu's whereabouts.

It turned out that the man had fled to an abandoned warehouse near the dock.

Late at night, Feng Yuxiu and his men quietly arrived at the abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse doors were tightly shut, but the interior was brightly lit, and the sounds of laughter and chatter from the Number Gang members could be heard from time to time.

"The boss is inside." Feng Yuxiu gave his men a wink, and they immediately surrounded the back door of the warehouse.

Then, Feng Yuxiu strode to the front of the warehouse, kicked the door open, and shouted, "Come out, all of you!"

Chaos erupted in the warehouse, and all the henchmen of the Number Gang panicked.

A man with a face full of scars and bulging muscles stepped forward; it was A-Wu.

Chapter 271 Amazing Counterattack 6

"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in my territory!" A-Wu shouted, his eyes bloodshot.

"I am Feng Yuxiu of Dongxing, here to arrest you on the orders of the leader Su Zhe."

Feng Yuxiu said coldly, "You've been running wild on our turf and hurting my brothers. You're not leaving here today!"

With that, he suddenly drew a steel knife from behind his back, its blade gleaming, and held it to A-Wu's neck.

"The Five Tigers of Dongxing? You mere lackeys dare to be so arrogant?" A-Wu laughed loudly, and pushed away Feng Yuxiu's blade.

"You beast, take this!" Feng Yuxiu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the steel knife in his hand drew a cold light, heading straight for A Wu's face!

A-Wu laughed heartily, then gently swung his right hand, delivering a powerful palm strike to Feng Yuxiu's wrist.

With a snap, Feng Yuxiu felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the steel knife fell to the ground.

"Hmm? Kid, I didn't realize you had some skill." Feng Yuxiu was slightly taken aback; it seemed his opponent tonight was quite capable.

"Enough with the nonsense, die!" A-Wu swung his right fist and punched Feng Yuxiu hard in the face!

A-Wu's fist struck Feng Yuxiu's face like a cannonball, with astonishing speed.

Feng 517 Yu Xiu's eyes narrowed, and he quickly dodged to the left. A Wu's attack hit the cement wall of the warehouse directly, making a loud "bang" and instantly creating a fist-sized dent in the wall.

"You're quite strong, but do you think you can defeat me with just this much skill?" Feng Yuxiu sneered, showing no sign of panic.

"Damn, the Five Tigers of Tung Sing are nothing special. They can be seriously injured by our boss's punch." The henchmen of the Number Gang jeered.

"Boss is awesome, even the dogs of Tung Sing are no match for him!"

The members of the Number Gang were extremely excited about Ah Wu's punch that hit the wall, and they shouted and cheered.

However, A-Wu showed no sign of smugness, only coldly looking at Feng Yuxiu: "Tch, just lucky."

After saying that, A-Wu suddenly clenched his fists and launched a series of attacks at Feng Yuxiu.

Each punch landed precisely, with tremendous force and devastating power. Feng Yuxiu was forced to retreat continuously, dodging with all his might.

"Haha, see? The Five Tigers are no match for you!" The henchmen of the Number Gang burst into laughter upon seeing this.

A-Wu remained expressionless, silently calculating how many of his attacks had hit the target.

However, the result was slightly disappointing to him, because Feng Yuxiu was unexpectedly agile and did not reveal any flaws.

"It seems we can't underestimate this person," A-Wu thought to himself.

Just then, Feng Yuxiu suddenly reached out and braced himself against the wall behind him, using the momentum to leap into the air and perform a beautiful backflip to avoid A Wu's final punch.

"Impressive skills!" A-Wu frowned slightly, clearly sensing that the situation was not simple.

After landing, Feng Yuxiu straightened his collar and laughed, "I haven't even finished warming up yet, and you think you can defeat me? You're too naive!"

After saying that, he suddenly delivered a back kick, which landed squarely on Ah Wu's lower abdomen!

The kick came incredibly fast and with tremendous force. A-Wu grunted as he barely managed to deflect it, but still managed to take two steps back.

"This guy seems to have deliberately let me attack first, just to test my strength." A-Wu frowned, understanding the situation.

"Sorry, I didn't really go all out before. Now it's my turn to fight back!" Feng Yuxiu's lips curled up slightly. In a one-on-one contest of strength, he had fully grasped his opponent's strengths and weaknesses.

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yuxiu suddenly launched a kick that struck A Wu squarely on the shoulder!

The force of the kick sent A-Wu flying backward a great distance before he crashed heavily to the ground.

"What!?"

The gang members were stunned. They had just been celebrating wildly, and in the blink of an eye, their boss had suffered a loss. How could they not be shocked!

A-Wu struggled to his feet, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his face grim as he stared at Feng Yuxiu.

Feng Yuxiu showed no mercy and delivered a flying kick that struck A Wu in the chest once more!

A-Wu grunted and flew out like a puddle of mud, crashing heavily to the ground and rolling and crawling a long way.

"not enough!"

Feng Yuxiu shouted and leaped after him, delivering another heavy elbow strike to A Wu's back!

With a loud bang, A-Wu was so shocked that his vision went black and he almost passed out.

"you"

A-Wu struggled to sit up, staring at Feng Yuxiu in disbelief. He had clearly taken the initiative and gained the upper hand, so how did he suddenly become completely passive?

Feng Yuxiu sneered, "I only let you attack first to see your true strength. Now that I've figured out your weaknesses, you're doomed!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yuxiu suddenly flipped over and delivered a flying kick, hitting A Wu squarely in the chin!

A-Wu let out a muffled groan, flying backward a great distance before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Take this!" Feng Yuxiu chased after him, throwing a quick punch that landed heavily on A Wu's abdomen.

A-Wu felt a sharp pain in his chest, his internal energy surged, and blood gushed out.

"Ah!" The henchmen of the Number Gang turned pale. Their leader was clearly at a disadvantage and was no match for Feng Yuxiu.

Chapter 272 Blades Clash

A-Wu struggled to sit up, his face ashen as he glared at Feng Yuxiu, a strong sense of crisis welling up inside him.

He was originally confident that the Five Tigers of Tung Sing were no match for him, but now the situation has reversed, and he has no choice but to take a desperate gamble.

As Feng Yuxiu kicked again, A Wu suddenly pulled out a gleaming black dagger from his pocket and stabbed it at Feng Yuxiu!

Before Feng Yuxiu could react, the dagger had already slashed through his left chest, leaving a six-inch-long wound from which blood gushed out!

"Brother Xiu!" The Dongxing underlings' expressions changed, and they all looked at A-Wu, cursing angrily, "Shameless beast, you actually cheated and used a weapon!"

Meanwhile, the gang members shouted, "Well done! Boss is awesome, that one slash killed him!"

"You!" Feng Yuxiu pressed his hand against the wound on his chest, his eyes shooting out angry glares as he locked onto A Wu.

A-Wu was overjoyed to have struck his opponent's vital spot with his first strike. He immediately seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack, each move more ruthless than the last!

Seeing that A Wu had used underhanded tactics and that he was already injured, Feng Yuxiu realized that his previous advantage was gone.

But the wound doesn't matter now. If we don't deal with this beast soon, he'll take advantage of the situation and kill us!

While pondering, Feng Yuxiu suddenly ripped off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body and a long bloodstain on his chest.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with murderous intent. He shouted at A-Wu, "You beast, I will capture you today!"

Having said that, Feng Yuxiu ignored the wound on his chest, stretched out his body, and faced A Wu's attack head-on!

The two clashed again, exchanging blows and kicks in a fierce battle.

A-Wu attacked Feng Yuxiu like a mad dog, his eyes fixed on the wound on his chest, each punch landing hard and each move ruthless.

Feng Yuxiu felt a sharp pain in his chest. Every punch from A Wu struck his wound heavily, bringing a sharp, intense pain.

Blood seeped out from the wound again, flowing down his chest.

Feng Yuxiu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, parrying and retreating at the same time, but A Wu's attacks were as dense and fierce as a storm, almost breaking through his defense.

"Die!" A-Wu's eyes were bloodshot as he delivered a powerful punch straight to Feng Yuxiu's wound.

"Ugh!" Feng Yuxiu groaned as the punch struck the wound on his chest. The intense pain spread, and his vision went black as he nearly fell over.

Seeing the situation, A-Wu delivered another powerful kick, accurately striking Feng Yuxiu's injured spot.

Feng Yuxiu felt a sharp pain in his chest and flew backward, crashing heavily into the cement wall behind him.

"Bastard!" Feng Yuxiu gritted his teeth and glared at A Wu, his whole body covered in cold sweat.