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

Dafei laughed loudly, staring at Feng Yuxiu with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving this world alive!"

"Dafei, whether you can walk out of this door today depends on your fate."

Feng Yuxiu looked at Da Fei and his henchmen from the Hung Hing Society with eyes as cold as knives.

He knew he had to deal with these people quickly, or all the brothers in the East Star Society would be killed.

Feng Yuxiu took a deep breath, gripped his steel knife tightly in his right hand, and charged into the enemy ranks like lightning.

His every strike was incredibly fast and precise. The blade lightly sliced ​​across the enemy's neck, and blood gushed from the severed blood vessels. Before the Hung Hing thugs could react, they were already clutching their necks and collapsing to the ground.

Feng Yuxiu's swordsmanship was extremely fast and ruthless; each strike accurately severed vital points, killing the enemy on the spot.

His feet moved as lightly as swallows, weaving freely through the enemy ranks. His sword strikes were so fast that it was difficult to see his figure clearly. One enemy after another fell to the ground, limp and soft like puppets with broken strings.

The scene was incredibly bloody, with enemy corpses lying everywhere and the ground stained red with blood.

Feng Yuxiu, however, was as calm and precise as a machine, without any unnecessary movements, and every strike accurately took the enemy's life.

In just a few dozen seconds, Feng Yuxiu killed dozens of Hung Hing thugs.

The horrific scene chilled everyone to the bone, and no one dared to approach this ruthless killer.

Feng Yuxiu stood amidst scorched earth, his blade still dripping blood, yet his cold, stern face remained expressionless.

When Dafei saw Feng Yuxiu kill so many of his brothers, his anger flared up instantly.

His eyes were bloodshot, his mouth twitched, and he pulled out nunchucks from his waist, wildly swinging them at Feng Yuxiu.

The nunchucks in Da Fei's hands transformed into two raging fire dragons, flying left and right, up and down, with such force and speed that they seemed poised to devour Feng Yuxiu alive.

Feng Yuxiu stood expressionless, his eyes fixed on the nunchucks.

Just as the two sticks were about to strike him, he slightly turned to the side, and the nunchucks just grazed past the hem of his clothes, causing only a slight ripple in the fabric.

"You mad dog, take this!" Feng Yuxiu shouted, thrusting his steel knife at Da Fei's face with his left hand.

Chapter 332 Daring not to disobey in the slightest

"what?!"

Dafei was shocked and hurriedly raised his nunchucks to parry. He managed to block the thrust by crossing the nunchucks.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Feng Yuxiu's blade suddenly turned, pointing directly at his right hand holding the stick!

With a "thud," Dafei felt a sharp pain in the back of his right hand, and then his arm went limp, and the nunchucks in his right hand fell to the ground with a "thud."

It turned out that Feng Yuxiu's knife had accurately pierced his wrist!

Dafei's face turned ashen; he knew he was finished.

Feng Yuxiu gracefully approached, a horizontal slash aimed directly at his throat...

Seeing Feng Yuxiu's blade aimed straight for his throat, Da Fei was terrified. He knew that if he were hit by this blade, he would surely die. So he hastily retreated, trying to avoid this fatal blow.

But it was too late. Feng Yuxiu rushed to Da Fei like lightning, his right hand wielding a steel knife, aiming straight for Da Fei's throat!

With a loud "bang," the steel blade slashed through, instantly splitting Da-Fei's chest open!

Dafei felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and he flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

He stared wide-eyed, his eyes wide with disbelief, and looked down to see a gaping, bloody gash in his chest, blood gushing out, and excruciating pain quickly spreading throughout his body.

"Cough cough..." Dafei clutched his chest, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. He stared menacingly at Feng Yuxiu, wanting to speak, but could only manage a gurgling sound in his throat.

His eyes revealed violence and resentment. He wanted to get up and fight back, but his limbs were too weak to support him.

Finally, Dafei could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily to the ground, dying instantly.

Feng Yuxiu stared coldly at Dafei's corpse, his expression unchanged, showing no fear whatsoever.

His right hand still dripped with Dafei's hot blood from the steel knife; it was this very knife that had taken Dafei's life.

Feng Yuxiu stopped in his tracks, staring at his prey like a hungry wolf.

His eyes were cold and cruel as he scanned the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground and the panicked Hung Hing underlings.

The fight he had just endured had given him a fierce aura, making him look like a monster that had just crawled out of a pool of blood.

Those eyes were filled with endless killing intent; anyone who was targeted by him was destined to die.

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"Put down your weapons and surrender!" he said in a low, cold voice.

This simple sentence sent chills down everyone's spines, as if their lives had been gripped by a knife.

Because at this moment, he is the embodiment of death.

The Hung Hing underlings looked at each other in dismay. They had just witnessed him fight against a hundred men single-handedly, slaughtering them all.

They knew that rather than being slowly tormented to death by this murderer, it was better to surrender and leave themselves a chance to live.

Finally, they gritted their teeth, dropped their weapons, and raised their hands in surrender.

Feng Yuxiu nodded, but his face remained expressionless, revealing no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, as if killing was as commonplace to him as breathing.

He turned around and, expressionless, ordered, "Tie these people up and hand them over to the boss!"

His tone was cold and devoid of emotion, as if he were issuing a very ordinary command.

Everyone felt his cold, ruthless, and decisive aura.

This combination of calmness and ruthlessness made them both respect and fear him, and dare not disobey him in the slightest.

Chapter 333 Overwhelming Killing Intent

After seeing that all of Hung Hing's underlings were tied up, Feng Yuxiu picked up the phone and called Su Zhe: "Boss, I've already taken down Da Dong. The remaining Hung Hing underlings have also been tied up, about twenty of them. What should we do with them?"

After receiving Feng Yuxiu's report call, Su Zhe's expression turned serious, and his eyes sharpened like knives.

He said in a deep voice, "Dafei is dead? Good, detain all the remaining Hung Hing brothers first, but don't kill '553' and the others. We'll deal with them later. That beast Jiang Tiansheng dared to strike first, I'll tear him to pieces!"

After saying that, Su Zhe immediately summoned his trusted confidants Yu Huatian and the three Yue brothers to discuss countermeasures.

The three arrived quickly. Su Zhe said with a grim face, "The situation is critical. Hung Hing's men have started attacking our territory. The club in the East District was just attacked by Da Fei and his men. Fortunately, Feng Yuxiu arrived in time and killed Da Fei, thus saving the territory. We must take immediate action to support the other branches!"

Upon hearing this, the three Yue brothers were shocked. The eldest brother, Ah Zha, cursed angrily, "Those beasts from Hung Hing actually launched a sneak attack on us! What a shameless Jiang Tiansheng!"

Tony said in a deep voice, "Brother, we must act quickly, otherwise the other branches will likely suffer the same fate."

Ah Hu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he said, "Brother, let me go and wipe out Hung Hing, and tear those beasts to pieces!"

Su Zhe nodded and said, "Alright, I'll have you split up and go to rescue the other branches. Ah Zha, you take men to the West City to provide support; Tony, you go to the South City; Ah Hu, you go to the North City. No matter how many people Hung Hing sends, you must annihilate them all on the battlefield!"

The three Yue brothers responded in unison, "Yes, brother! We will make them pay for their crimes in blood!"

The three brothers immediately led their men and set off separately, heading towards their respective destinations with great momentum.

Su Zhe then turned to Yu Huatian and said, "Yu Huatian, Dongcheng has just been attacked and its defenses are currently weak. Take some men there to strengthen the defenses. If Hung Hing attacks, you must treat them well!"

Yu Huatian replied in a sweet voice, "Yes, sir! I'll take men to the East City to provide support right away. If those Hung Hing dogs dare to come, I'll make them suffer terribly!"

After saying that, Yu Huatian quickly led his men to the East City.

Watching them leave, Su Zhe smiled coldly, his eyes radiating a chilling killing intent.

"Chiang Tin-sang, you schemed against me, so I'll scheme against you! This time, I'll wipe out your Hung Hing Society!"

Thinking of this, Su Zhe called Feng Yuxiu again and told him that he didn't need to leave any of the Hung Hing's men alive; he should just kill them all.

Feng Yuxiu replied in a deep voice, "Yes, brother! I will take their lives right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yuxiu looked at the Hung Hing underlings kneeling on the ground and said coldly, "Your fate is over, Hung Hing dogs!"

Having said that, he drew the steel knife from his waist and charged into the enemy ranks like lightning.

All that could be heard were cries of agony. Wherever Feng Yuxiu went, the enemies immediately fell to the ground, their blood staining the entire club red.

Soon, all of Hung Hing's underlings were slaughtered by Feng Yuxiu, and the club became a living hell.

Feng Yuxiu put down the knife in his hand, his cold face expressionless, as if what he had just done in 1.7 was just dealing with miscellaneous things.

Meanwhile, the three Yue brothers have also arrived at their respective destinations and are engaged in a fierce battle.

In West City, Ah Zha led a group of burly and fierce Tiger Warriors, arriving menacingly at the Hung Hing triad's territory in West City.

Ah Zha walked with a steady gait, his eyes sharp as knives, fixed on the facade of the Hung Hing triad headquarters ahead. The Tiger Warriors followed behind him, each wielding a sharp blade, their killing intent surging.

Chapter 334 A Life-or-Death Struggle is Necessary

"Come on, brothers, today we'll take this Hung Hing bastard's life!" Ah Zha shouted in a deep voice.

"Kill!" The Tiger Warriors shouted in unison, their emotions running high.

"Die, you beasts of Hung Hing!" Ah Zha suddenly turned around, his right fist as fast as lightning, and slammed heavily into the face of a Hung Hing underling.

With a loud bang, before the man could react, his head exploded like an overripe watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere, a gruesome sight.

"You bastard, Ah Zha! I'll kill you when you're 18!" The man's companion was furious when he saw this and drew his knife to pounce on Ah Zha.

"Come on, let me see how powerful Hung Hing is!" Ah Zha glared angrily, but remained completely calm.

Just as the enemy's blade was about to touch Ah Zha's body, Ah Zha suddenly threw out his right fist, which struck the man solidly in the abdomen, sending him flying!

The Hung Hing henchman screamed and crashed to the ground like a rag doll, blood gushing from his mouth.