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Do you want to kill Chen Dao?

dream!

I fear their final fate might be even worse than that of Shi Jiewei and Wan Kuok-koi.

When Shuifang Lai said this, his trusted subordinate, though still somewhat worried, didn't say anything more, but simply asked, "Should we continue to keep an eye on Mo Dingping and the others?"

I thought about it.

Shui Fanglai nodded, "Of course we need to keep an eye on him and see how he fails."

Hearing what Shuifang Lai said.

The younger brother hesitated.

But he nodded nonetheless.

I don't understand why my boss is so confident.

No matter how powerful Chen Dao is, this time he is facing the entire Macau triad!

Moreover.

This time.

Chen Dao only has about two hundred men left in Macau. Can they really win?

the other side.

After leaving Shuifanglai's territory, Mo Dingping did not hesitate at all and immediately made a phone call to notify everyone to take action.

After making the last phone call.

Mo Dingping sneered.

He seemed to already see Chen Dao kneeling and begging for mercy...

……

at the same time.

On the territory that originally belonged to Shi Jiewei.

Ah Zha and Ah Hu were sitting in a bar drinking.

After Chen Dao left.

The two began to slowly encroach on the territory of City Street Wei and Broken Tooth Koi.

at this time.

They have already taken control of a significant portion of the territory belonging to the two gangs.

"What did Brother Dao say?"

Ah Hu took a sip of wine and looked at Ah Zha, asking a question.

Ah Zha knew that Ah Hu was asking about the possibility of Mo Dingping ambushing them, and said calmly, "Brother Dao said that no matter who it is, as long as they come, they will all be killed."

Upon hearing this, Ah Hu nodded, showing no concern for the impending battle; in fact, he was quite excited.

They don't have many people.

But these black-clad henchmen are even more formidable than those elite gangsters.

Moreover, 1440485057 (note: join group) is fearless.

With these people in our hands.

What good is Modingping?

The two were chatting.

The phone rings.

Ah Zha answered the phone.

For a while.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ah Hu and said, "Mo Dingping has indeed made a move. They should be here by now. Get ready, it's time to get moving."

"finally come."

Ah Hu smiled.

Looking at Ah Hu, Ah Zha reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying calmly, "Remember, this is our chance to rise to the top, we can't afford to make a mistake!"

"Do not worry!"

The two were talking.

A henchman in black walked over and said expressionlessly, "Someone's coming."

coming!

Ah Hu and Ah Zha exchanged a glance. Ah Zha looked at the black-clad henchman and asked, "How many people are here?"

"I don't know the exact number, but it should be over five hundred people."

"Five hundred people?"

Although these people outnumbered him by more than twice, their numerical disadvantage seemed insignificant compared to the black-clad henchmen.

Thinking.

Ah Zha got up.

"Let's go, it's time to take action."

soon.

Two hundred black-clad henchmen then gathered together.

Everyone had a blank expression.

Everyone stood quietly in place.

Facing the impending bloodbath.

No one was afraid.

Ten minutes later.

A dense, dark crowd appeared in everyone's sight.

When the two were about ten meters apart, Mo Dingping raised his hand and stopped.

Looking at Ah Zha and Ah Hu in the crowd, Mo Dingping sneered and shouted, "You're Chen Dao's men, right? You want to establish yourselves in Macau? With your abilities? Watch how I beat you to death today!"

Hearing Mo Dingping's harsh words.

Ah Hu and Ah Zha did not react.

Kill them?

They need to have that ability too!

"Are you done talking?"

Ah Zha tightened his grip on the knife. "Just do it already. Stop talking so much nonsense."

The words fell.

He raised his knife, pointing it in Mo Dingping's direction, and shouted, "Kill them!"

Roar!

Two hundred black-clad henchmen charged straight towards Mo Dingping.

Mo Dingping didn't mince words and simply waved his hand.

The two sides are on the verge of conflict.

The battle begins.

For a while.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.

Screaming again and again.

Watching the two groups of people clash.

Mo Dingping is full of confidence.

In his opinion.

Our side had twice as many people as the other side.

What can the opponent use to fight against me?

But before he could be happy for long, he was shocked to find that the two hundred black-clad henchmen had not been instantly defeated as he had expected, but instead formed a standoff with the five hundred men he had brought.

Although both sides suffered casualties.

But Mo Dingping, who was standing at the very back, clearly noticed that compared to the black-clad henchmen, there were more of his own henchmen lying on the ground!

This group of black-clad henchmen not only blocked the henchmen they brought, but even subtly gained the upper hand!