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

At the eye of the storm, Su Zhe sat quietly in the headquarters of the Dongxing Society, awaiting the arrival of tomorrow.

The prince's funeral was held as scheduled the following day.

Representatives from various triad societies in Hong Kong came to express their condolences, and the Hung Hing triad headquarters was bustling with activity.

Members of the Hung Hing triad, some with tears in their eyes and others with ashen faces, silently walked past the prince's portrait, each expressing their grief for him.

Jiang Tiansheng stood aside, his eyes flashing with cold light. He waited for the arrival of the Dongxing Society. He knew that Su Zhe would definitely come.

Just as the funeral was halfway through, a rustling sound came from the crowd, and then everyone's eyes were drawn to the main entrance.

A group of men in black slowly walked in. They were tall and straight, with firm steps and cold eyes, like a group of messengers from hell.

Among them stepped forward—it was Su Zhe, the leader of the Dongxing Society.

His appearance plunged the entire scene into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared at him, their eyes filled with surprise, doubt, and even fear.

Jiang Tiansheng stood aside, looking at Su Zhe with a cold glint in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Su Zhe to actually come.

However, Su Zhe ignored their gazes and walked straight to the portrait of the Crown Prince. Then, he took out a vase with a bunch of white chrysanthemums inside.

He placed the chrysanthemums in front of the portrait, then bowed deeply, as if to express his respect to the Crown Prince.

Then, he turned around and looked at everyone present, his eyes flashing coldly: "I, Su Zhe, am here today to pay tribute to the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was a brave warrior, and his death is a regret for our Dongxing Society."

His words silenced everyone present.

They looked at Su Zhe, seemingly unable to believe he would say such a thing.

Then, Su Zhe turned to Jiang Tiansheng and said, "Jiang Tiansheng, I know you hate me and want to kill me. But I want to tell you that the Crown Prince's death was not my will. He died in a fair duel, he died on the battlefield. This is his glory, and also his regret."

Jiang Tiansheng looked at Su Zhe, his eyes flashing with cold light, but he didn't say anything.

Jiang Tiansheng knew that what Su Zhe said was true, and he could not refute it.

Then, Su Zhe turned around and looked at everyone present: "I, Su Zhe, am here today to tell you that the Dongxing Society regrets the death of the Crown Prince. We are willing to pay our respects to him in this way."

His words plunged everyone present into a stifling silence!

Jiang Tiansheng suppressed his anger and stood expressionless to the side. He knew that at this moment, he could not openly turn against Su Zhe.

Chapter 320 I Can't Help It

However, some leaders and senior members of the Hung Hing triad could no longer hold back.

"Su Zhe, you murderer, how dare you attend the Crown Prince's funeral!"

"Our Hung Hing's crown prince died under your Tung Sing's blade, and you still dare to run wild on our turf!"

"You Dongxing only dare to swagger in front of us because you've grown so powerful!"

"Today we'll show you the power of Hung Hing!"

A group of Hung Hing triad leaders and senior members angrily started making a scene, each wielding a long knife and an iron rod, eager to teach Su Zhe a lesson immediately.

Su Zhe coldly surveyed the group of angry Hung Hing brothers, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

"I'm here today only to show the Crown Prince the respect he deserves. As for his death, don't you all know what's going on?" Su Zhe said calmly.

"The Crown Prince killed Hengmei of our Dongxing a few days ago. Hengmei was one of our Five Tigers. Now that the Crown Prince has died under Feng Yuxiu's blade, it is only to settle an old grudge, nothing more."

Upon hearing Su Zhe's words, the Hung Hing members were speechless and somewhat embarrassed.

Indeed, the Crown Prince struck first and killed Hengmei of Dongxing. Now Dongxing is retaliating with a life for a life, which is not unreasonable according to the rules of the martial arts world.

"Even so, isn't it a bit too much for you to swagger into our Hung Hing territory all by yourself?" a Hung Hing leader sneered.

"Since you dare to come alone, don't blame us for not being hospitable. Today we'll show you what Hung Hing is all about!"

No sooner had the man finished speaking than he swung his nunchucks at Su Zhe.

But at this critical moment, a figure suddenly blocked Su Zhe's path, and with a "snap," accurately grabbed the nunchucks.

This person was none other than Su Zhe's right-hand man, Jimmy.

"What are you doing? Fighting in the funeral hall, none of you are martial arts practitioners!" Jimmy shouted angrily.

"Although he is from Dongxing, he is here today to pay homage to the Crown Prince. Your lack of manners will surely anger the Crown Prince in heaven!"

Jimmy and several Tung Sing brothers shielded Su Zhe in the middle, confronting the Hung Hing side with all their might.

Just as tensions were running high, Su Zhe surprisingly spoke up to stop Jimmy.

"enough."

Su Zhe said calmly.

His eyes revealed a firm resolve.

"Since you don't believe in my sincerity, fine... but!"

Su Zhe's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he sneered, "I, Su Zhe, dare to send this small group of people to your Hung Hing today, naturally I have the confidence to be arrogant!"

"Today, I, Su Zhe, stand here all alone. Anyone who thinks they can kill me and avenge the Crown Prince, come at me!"

Su Zhe said calmly, "I can guarantee that if anyone has the ability to kill me today, Dongxing will absolutely not pursue the matter! This is my respect for the Crown Prince!"

Everyone present was stunned when they heard Su Zhe say that.

This is absolutely insane!

Su Zhe has put himself in danger. How could the Hung Hing people let go of such a great opportunity to get rid of him (Li Ma Zhao) today?

Sure enough, the Hung Hing gang leader who had just been wielding nunchucks immediately raised his weapon again: "Su Zhe, you must die today!"

In an instant, the entire funeral scene descended into chaos... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly.)

The Hung Hing gang leader gripped his nunchucks tightly, his eyes blazing with fury, an unnamed fire burning within him.

He glared fiercely at Su Zhe, gritting his teeth as he said, "Su Zhe, there's a limit to how much you can show off! Today I'll show you the strength of Hung Hing!"

Chapter 321 His expression changed one after another!

The Hung Hing leader's eyes burned with raging fury, his hands gripped the nunchucks tightly, and his muscles were taut, like a beast poised to pounce.

He suddenly bent his leg and leaped into the air towards Su Zhe like an arrow released from a bow.

The nunchucks flashed in his hands, aiming straight for Su Zhe's crown chakra.

This strike was incredibly swift, and the sound of it cutting through the air resounded throughout the entire venue.

Everyone around was astonished, never expecting that the Hung Hing Hall Master's martial arts skills were so formidable.

Just as the nunchucks were about to strike Su Zhe, a hint of mockery flashed in Su Zhe's eyes.

He shifted to the side, and the 547th Hall Master's fatal blow missed.

The hall master's expression changed after landing, and he launched a series of attacks on Su Zhe.

His nunchucks attacked Su Zhe like a storm, each move ruthless and vicious, slamming heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, demonstrating the immense power they contained.

However, Su Zhe remained calm and composed, without making a sound mistake.

He was empty-handed and unarmed, yet he easily deflected every attack.

Despite the hall master's best efforts, he could not force Su Zhe to retreat even a single step, while Su Zhe's defense remained as solid as a mountain.

Su Zhe's figure was unpredictable, his feet moved lightly, and every movement was just right.

He effortlessly dodged every attack from the hall master, without even being touched by the hem of his clothes.

Everyone present gasped in shock.

They hadn't expected Su Zhe to be so skilled; even the sect leader's use of nunchucks couldn't threaten him in the slightest.

For a moment, the venue was completely silent, everyone was stunned by the extraordinary martial arts skills that Su Zhe had displayed.

Su Zhe gave a disdainful sneer, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Is that all you've got? It seems Hung Hing is already on its last legs."

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp dagger had silently appeared in his hand.

Seeing the hall master launch another attack, Su Zhe suddenly flicked his wrist, and with a "whoosh," the dagger shot straight for the hall master's throat like an arrow!

The attack was as swift as lightning. Before the hall master was even fully engaged in his offensive, the cold glint of the dagger was already upon him.

He was caught off guard and almost lost his life.

The hall master leaned back as far as he could, but the dagger was only a hair's breadth away from his throat.

A cold, sharp blade swept across his jaw, followed by a crackling sound, and the dagger was deeply embedded in the ground, leaving a horrifying gash.

The hall master's face turned deathly pale instantly. He was still shaken, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He stared wide-eyed at Su Zhe in disbelief, never imagining that this man's skills were so terrifying!

Su Zhe's attack just now was delivered almost in the blink of an eye, so fast it was astonishing.

If he hadn't leaned back in time, he would probably be a cold corpse by now.

The hall was completely silent; everyone was stunned by the sharpness and precision of Su Zhe's attack.

This was just a casual strike from Su Zhe, yet it was already incredibly powerful.

All the Hung Hing brothers present were dumbfounded, their faces turning pale.