Rebirth in Hong Kong: The Tallest Tree Catches the Most Wind

Chapter 127 Get Out Here

telephone booth.

Wu Tianyao came out and casually stubbed out his cigarette on the phone booth.

The cigarette butt was pressed down, causing the sparks to fall and quickly extinguish in mid-air.

"Drive the car."

Wu Tianyao got into the car and leaned back in his seat: "The night view of Jordan is not as good as Tsim Sha Tsui up ahead, but it's still pretty good."

Fat sand is visible through the rearview mirror.

In the mirror.

Wu Tianyao's lips curled up slightly, a cold smile playing on his lips. His facial muscles twitched, his expression chilling.

soon.

The car stopped in front.

In the alley.

Eight motorcycles sped out from inside and stopped next to them.

Wu Tianyao rolled down the car window.

On the motorcycle.

The rider lifts up the mask that has been lowered.

"Brother Yao, if you don't come soon, I'm really going to go crazy."

Qin Hao complained to Wu Tianyao in a rapid-fire manner: "The brothers are fighting to the death on Qingshan Road, and we're just sitting here doing nothing."

tonight.

Qin Hao hadn't shown himself; he was just standing there with a few of them, waiting for Wu Tianyao to make a move.

"Don't rush, have a smoke first."

Wu Tianyao pulled out a premium Liqun cigarette and handed it to Qin Hao: "Have you found Mang Ying and the others' location yet?"

He handed out cigarettes to the few henchmen following behind him.

"Um."

Qin Hao took a big drag on his cigarette and flicked off the ash: "It's at the very end of the street ahead."

Wu Tianyao observed the market without showing any emotion.

Various signs stand in the middle, their light boxes flashing colorful neon lights.

Wu Tianyao looked at Qin Hao and the others: "Are you scared?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't be here!"

Qin Hao casually tossed his hand, the cigarette in his hand almost finished.

Wu Tianyao raised his hand and glanced at his watch, his tone turning colder: "Get to work."

Qin Hao flicked his cigarette butt away, put on his gloves, and casually threw off the visor of his helmet, giving Wu Tianyao a thumbs-up.

"Buzzing!"

The motorcycle engine roared as it sped towards the market street ahead.

Behind.

Several Toyota Hiaces sped out and rushed in after them.

Wu Tianyao sat in the car, fiddling with a plastic lighter in his hand, staring blankly ahead.

In the market.

At the entrance of the horse enclosure.

Several of Cha Lao Jie's henchmen were chatting idly, discussing which of the guests going up would go in quickly and come down quickly as well.

Then the roar of an engine could be heard.

In sight.

Several motorcycles rushed in, carrying lit glass bottles, and smashed them at them.

The henchmen were so frightened that they immediately jumped away to avoid the danger, while simultaneously picking up their walkie-talkies to call out and report the situation.

Qin Hao and his men led the charge, throwing things along the way, followed by the Toyota Hiace.

The car door opened.

The knife was already extended before the person even laid it down.

"Damn, someone's crashing the event!"

"The Chizo Line, this is Hutchison Jordan Tiger..."

Before the henchman from Hutchison Whampoa could finish his sentence, he was slashed to the ground and kicked into a corner.

The group rushed into the horse pen like locusts, raising their hammers and beginning to sweep it up.

Inside a private room at a nightclub.

A customer who was using the enhancer and getting really into it was suddenly pulled out by Wu Tianyao's men and kicked to the ground: "You rotten drug addict, are you trying to get yourself hyped up?!"

They raided all the major entertainment venues, including bars and pubs, without missing a single one.

Inside the mahjong parlor.

After receiving Wu Tianyao's call, Blind Ying sat down to play mahjong again, but clearly felt that her luck wasn't as good as before.

He didn't seem very comfortable and missed two cards in a row.

At this time.

The phone rang urgently.

When the policeman went to answer the phone, he heard the roar of an engine coming from outside.

"Brother Jie, our venue has been ransacked."

"The damage was immense; several venues caught fire!"

"What?!"

Officer Jie glared and shouted, "Who the hell did this? How dare they raid my territory!"

Upon hearing this, Blind Ying shuddered and stood up reflexively, looking at the constable Jie.

"Stop them!" Officer Jie's face twisted into a ferocious expression. "I'm going to chop off their hands!"

He dropped the phone and went downstairs.

Seemingly remembering something, he instructed the henchman next to him to escort Blind Ying out of the mahjong parlor first.

Cha Lao Jie just came downstairs.

Just right.

A motorcycle came hurtling towards us.

Qin Hao took the lead, looked at Cha Lao Jie and his group, and threw a smoking glass bottle at them.

When we brushed past each other.

He didn't forget to turn around provocatively and raise his middle finger.

"Grass!"

The officer jumped back in a panic to avoid the middle finger, and was about to chase after it.

Behind.

The motorcycle rushed over, and the burning glass bottle smashed against the police again.

The glass bottle shattered on the wooden door behind Cha Lao Jie, and flames leaped onto his hair, instantly burning a patch of it.

Seeing this, Mang Ying and the others had no choice but to retreat back to the second floor of the teahouse.

"Get your shovel!"

The constable Jie hastily extinguished the fire, but his anger was raging: "If I catch you, I'll skin you alive!"

When they arrived with their men, the streets were deserted and in complete disarray.

Forget about doing business.

and.

Those bosses are the most difficult to deal with.

They collected the protection money from Hutchison Whampoa and Jordan Tiger, but this was clearly a case of seeking revenge and disrupting the venue. Of course, this loss should be settled with the police chief.

"Brother Jie, how are these losses calculated?"

"Tonight, let alone the loss of more than 100,000 in revenue, my venue was vandalized and I lost several hundred thousand!"

Everyone surrounded Officer Jie, chattering away, making his head feel like it was going to explode.

"Shut the hell up, or nobody's got any face!" he roared, silencing the crowd. "I'll handle this, you hear me?!"

Cha Lao Jie glared at them and quickly left, entering the market ahead.

Wu Tianyao sat in the car, leaning lazily against the seat back, looking at the chaotic street scene in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

The lighter's flint is rubbed together, a flame leaps out, and then it is flicked away to extinguish the flame.

He got out of the car, put a cigarette in his mouth, and made another call.

Teahouse.

Blind Ying stared at the ringing phone, walked over, waited two seconds, and then picked it up: "Wu Tianyao, do you even know what you're doing right now?"

He was hysterical, the veins in his neck bulging, his old face flushed red: "Don't escalate this! If you escalate this, no one can protect you!!"

"hehe."

Wu Tianyao listened to Blind Ying's words and shrugged indifferently: "You were the one who started this with me, and I confirmed it with you."

""

He said casually, "When you're out fishing, it's either you mess with me or I mess with you, it's normal."

Blind Ying's eyes narrowed, and she forced out a sound through clenched teeth: "Okay, you're something else!"

"You have three minutes to get your men out of Green Hill Road!"

Wu Tianyao coldly rebuked, "This is a matter between me and Lihe. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on my territory will be made rich along with me!"

"Even if I lose my temple, I will make your temples liven up completely."

"Get out here!"