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

Those who can sit at the VIP table are either very rich or very powerful.

Logically speaking, these kinds of betting games are all arranged in advance, and it's most taboo for someone to join at the last minute.

But who would dare offend Sang Biao, a notorious local tyrant?

All I could do was smile and offer a warm welcome.

Unfortunately, he had bad luck and lost over a million in a short period of time.

In the 1980s, this was no small sum.

But instead of showing any heartache, Sang Biao's face was upturned, as if he could hang a bucket on each side.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment:

Something's not right, at least nine out of ten things are wrong!

At this moment, a wealthy businessman surnamed Wang, with whom he had a relatively good relationship, asked:

"Brother Biao".

"You're all smiles, something good must have happened, right?"

Sang Biao didn't mince words and quickly explained how he received a commission:

""

"From now on, apart from the four major families, anyone else who wants to open a casino in Macau must pay 30% of the cost for each table."

"Especially the various community organizations in Hong Kong!"

Upon hearing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

Although more than 80 percent of the casinos in Macau are controlled by the four major families and the Portuguese authorities, the 30 percent commission charged on each table is still an astronomical figure that is difficult to calculate.

So everyone immediately started bragging about it:

"Wow, Brother Biao, you're really something! You dare to challenge those gangsters from Hong Kong, I admire you!"

"That's right, skill breeds daring."

"If things continue like this, he will definitely become the next God of Gamblers!"

"I'll have to trouble you to take good care of my little brother from now on."

""

In reality, they were just offering empty flattery and making a few symbolic boasts.

But who would have thought that Sang Biao would take it seriously?

He straightened his chest, and suddenly felt a little smug:

As the saying goes, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.

"Even the two top triads, Shih Hung Hing and Tung Sing, have to behave themselves properly after coming to Macau!"

"Otherwise, they'll be in big trouble!"

Just as Sang Biao was spouting nonsense, a lame man suddenly appeared behind him.

Without saying a word, he grabbed a chair and smashed it down...

boom!

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Sang Biao hadn't even figured out what was going on before he fell to the ground, bleeding from a head wound.

Ok? ? ?

Seeing this scene, everyone present was completely dumbfounded:

Wha...what's going on?

In the territory of Macau, especially in the New Kyoto Entertainment City, someone actually dared to lay a hand on the fierce god of death, Sang Biao!

Do you think you have too long a life?

After a long while, the former covered his head and said fiercely:

"Damn it, who's blind as a bat?"

"You dare to crack my skull open? You're asking for it!"

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yuxiu swung his arm and slapped him again.

The blow was so powerful that it made the opponent see stars, crack his lips, and almost faint.

Having roamed the martial world for many years, how could Sang Biao have ever suffered such humiliation?

His mouth and nose were crooked, and he roared:

"What are you all standing there for? Let's beat that bastard to a pulp!"

Upon hearing this, the casino's bodyguards finally realized what was happening.

Rumble!

They charged aggressively toward Feng Yuxiu, determined to take him down completely and make their elder brother proud!

Unfortunately, in Feng Yuxiu's eyes, these people were not even as good as a rabble!

It's too late, but it's soon.

His eyes narrowed, his right fist clenched, and then he suddenly swung it out with lightning speed.

boom!

It struck the bodyguard at the front of the charge precisely in the chest.

boom!

The bodyguard coughed up blood, flew backward, and was completely disoriented.

boom!boom!

Subsequently, Feng Yuxiu was like a tiger among sheep.

Wherever they went, people and horses fell over, and ghosts howled and wolves howled.

As a martial arts fanatic!

He trained rigorously in the sweltering heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter, turning his hands, elbows, legs, and back into weapons.

Each heavy punch brought with it a whooshing sound as it cut through the air; its force was fierce and deadly, each move potentially fatal.

Any bodyguard who was touched or brushed against was instantly struck, breaking bones and completely losing his fighting ability.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen burly men were beaten to the ground, their cries of pain echoing everywhere.

In contrast, Feng Yuxiu's clothes were not even covered in a speck of dirt.

"Damn, this bastard is too good at fighting."

"Quick, grab your weapons!"

Seeing this, the remaining bodyguards were dumbfounded and finally realized that the situation was bad!

Without saying a word, he quickly pulled out weapons such as steel pipes, machetes, and baseball bats from under the gambling table!

Unfortunately, Feng Yuxiu was not afraid at all and pressed forward again.

With a slight raise of his left arm, he swiftly swept across the blade of a machete!

clang--

The sound of metal clashing rang out!

Feng Yuxiu, relying solely on his physical strength, managed to block the attack and then slashed down with it.

puff!

The dull thud of the blade slicing through skin was heard, and blood splattered everywhere.

At the same time, another machete was already at hand!

But Feng Yuxiu simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged it.

The next second, he lifted his leg and struck the other person squarely in the abdomen.

"Uh... ugh..."

The bodyguard immediately curled up like a shrimp, clutching his stomach and gagging incessantly, in great pain.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing their companion injured, the remaining five or six bodyguards were filled with resentment.

In an instant, they all frantically swung their machetes, leaving afterimages everywhere!

Feng Yuxiu sneered, not bothering to pay any attention.

With a powerful leap, he transformed into an arrow, darting into the encirclement in an instant.

While dodging attacks, they also maneuvered and attacked from a distance.

boom!boom!