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Lynx, radiating a chilling aura, glanced at Lin Sheng's henchmen and arrogantly roared, "Don't you know this is Brother Hetubabi's territory? You're asking for trouble!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Sheng's henchmen were immediately intimidated and none of them dared to step forward.

"Damn, I thought it was some idiot, but it really is!" Lin Sheng sneered, his disdain undisguised.

He carried a baseball bat on his shoulder, walked steadily through the chaotic crowd, slowly reached the foot of the platform, looked up and pointed at Lynx, saying, "Since Babi is down there selling salted duck eggs, I'll be so loyal and send you down to keep him company."

Winning over the barbarians is to establish authority; sweeping away territory is to plant a flag.

"Fuck your mother!"

Enraged, the lynx's eyes turned bloodshot. It leaped from the platform, its machete whistling as it slashed towards Lin Sheng's head.

Lin Sheng remained calm and, seeing the blade approaching, slid half a step to the left, easily dodging the attack.

The lynx slammed its powerful blade into the floor, sending sparks flying.

With his sword cleaving through the air and before he could regain his balance, Lin Sheng gripped the baseball bat tightly and swung it hard, using the momentum from his turn.

Clang!

The baseball bat slammed into the lynx's head, the dull thud sounding like the tolling of bells and drums.

The lynx's pupils dilated instantly, the ferocity on its face froze into a blank stare, the machete fell to the ground, and it swayed, almost collapsing.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Sheng's eyes. Before the lynx could react, he kicked it in the chest.

With a powerful kick, the lynx was sent flying several meters, crashing into seven or eight of his underlings who tried to help, causing them to howl in pain.

"The Lynx is already down, who else in HeTu can take my blow?"

Lin Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but it had a very strong penetrating power.

"Lynx Bro's down! Run!"

When Ba Bi's henchmen saw Lynx being trampled on the ground by Lin Sheng, they were filled with fear. Someone shouted, and the remaining henchmen instantly erupted into chaos.

They stared at Lin Sheng, who stood motionless, their eyes filled with fear. They dropped their weapons and rushed towards the door, afraid that he would be the next Lynx.

The chaotic scene quickly quieted down, leaving only scattered bottles and messy tables and chairs.

Lin Sheng walked up to the platform, took out a cigar and put it in his mouth. He looked around the entire nightclub and said in a low but authoritative voice, "From today onwards, I'm in charge here."

Half an hour later, police sirens finally sounded in the streets. Lin Sheng, standing on the nightclub rooftop, sneered, "The colonial cops really timed their appearance perfectly to cover for us!"

Gao Jin, covered in blood, led a dozen menacing henchmen into the Jade Nightclub.

"Brother Sheng!"

Seeing Lin Sheng dancing with a busty beauty in the middle of the stage, he stood aside to watch.

Of the four who stood out tonight, Abao leaned close to Gao Jin and said, "Brother Jin, the girl Lao Ding was hugging has a really great figure; you can't even hold her with both hands!"

"Don't look around, or Brother Sheng will cripple your eyes with a single knife!"

"Old Ding knows how to use a knife?" Ah Bao was slightly surprised. Wasn't Old Ding a businessman?

Gao Jin, recalling Lin Sheng's swift blade, said with lingering fear, "Much more skilled than you!"

Abao just witnessed Gao Jin's strength; even he said it was impressive. Just how strong is Lao Ding's knife?

"Ah Jin, you're here. Which girl do you fancy? Play with her as you please!" Lin Sheng said, pointing to a row of well-dressed women on the side of the stage.

"Brother Sheng, I don't need it!" Gao Jin shook his head!

"Damn, I wonder if you're gay!" Lin Sheng laughed and cursed, then walked into the private room, picked up a glass of Martell, and handed it to Gao Jin.

"nailed it?"

"Hmm!" Gao Jin took the wine and drank it down in one gulp.

The three streets in Yau Ma Tei were all in Lin Sheng's hands, but he did not plant his own flag; instead, he used the old dragon root's.

They're using someone else's name to make a big deal out of nothing.

Guan Zai Sen is a good-for-nothing; he can still hold his own in Yau Ma Tei only because of the lingering influence of Long Gen.

With the Dragon Root brand in place, He Tu was unwilling to give up and wanted to take back the territory, but he also had some reservations.

"How are the casualties among the brothers?"

Gao Jin replied, "Several people were seriously injured and have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. The other twenty-odd people sustained minor injuries and are being bandaged at a small clinic; they're all fine!"

He spoke in a very calm tone.

That's how gangsters are; getting injured and bleeding is commonplace. They need to practice their skills more, or one day they'll die a miserable death on the street.

"I'll give an extra thousand for minor injuries, and five thousand for serious injuries as a resettlement allowance. I'll cover all medical and nutritional expenses so the brothers can focus on recovering!"

If you want your henchmen to risk their lives, you can't be stingy with money. Lin Sheng took out a wad of cash and handed it to Gao Jin to distribute.

His gaze shifted to the four people behind him: "Were those four just recruited?"

"You did well tonight, come and call the others!" Gao Jin said, looking at A Bao and the other three.

"Old Master!" Ah Bao immediately came over and called out respectfully!

The four of them were Abao, Adong, Ayong, and Mantis. They had gone into hiding because they had killed Hong Le Kuangren Hui Dong and had run out of money. When they heard that Gao Jin was recruiting people, they came over.

After hearing their introduction, Lin Sheng thought to himself, "So they're a four-man knife-wielding group. These four are quite skilled!"

"Abao, Adong, Mantis, Ayong, don't be shy, sit down!"

"Thanks a lot, sir!"

"What can you do?"

"I know a little about knives and guns too!" Ah Bao said.

He was the leader of the group of four, and he felt a little awkward sitting in front of Lin Sheng. He had just heard Gao Jin say that Lin Sheng's swordsmanship was very good, and he felt like he was showing off his skills in front of an expert.

"You guys play with me for a while!"

Lin Sheng wanted to test their strength and also wanted to know how powerful the level 4 Eight-Slash Blade was!

"Shall we all attack together?" Ah Bao and the other three exchanged glances. Was Lin Sheng being too confident? What if they hurt him?

If he injures Lao Ding on the very first day, how can he ever be given important responsibilities again?

"Don't worry, let's all come together!" Lin Sheng's tone was calm, but it carried an undeniable domineering air.

This private room was the largest in the entire nightclub. After moving the coffee table aside, Lin Sheng stood in the middle of the four people, holding a short knife in each hand.

"Drink!" The mantis took the initiative, striding forward, its short knife aimed straight at Lin Sheng's heart, the blade whistling as it cut through the air, its eyes filled with icy killing intent.

Lin Sheng showed no fear in his eyes; instead, a smile of approval appeared on his lips.

With a slight raise of his left hand, the guard of his Eight-Cut Blade precisely blocked the mantis's blade, and with a gentle twist, the mantis's attack was instantly neutralized.

Before the mantis could react, Lin Sheng swiftly swung his short sword with lightning speed, aiming for the mantis's neck.

The blade flashed so fast it left only a blur. The mantis's pupils contracted sharply, and it froze in place, its face filled with horror: "Such a fast blade!"

Gao Jin, who was watching from the sidelines, felt his eyelids twitch wildly, his face full of apprehension.

Even he himself could only barely dodge Lin Sheng's knife at best. Where did Brother Sheng learn such terrifying knife skills?

Upon seeing this, Abao, Adong, and Ayong were shocked and dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

"Attack together!" Ah Bao shouted, and the three of them pounced on Lin Sheng in a triangular formation.

Three knives came at his vital points at the same time, but Lin Sheng remained calm and composed. He slid his left foot and dodged A Bao and A Dong's knives. His right leg then shot out, kicking the nearest one, A Yong, away.

He immediately flipped the two swords and thrust them straight into the hearts of the two men.

"hiss..."

The two men stared wide-eyed as they saw Lin Sheng's dagger stop in front of their hearts, and couldn't help but gasp.

The Old Top Knife Technique is terrifying!

The combined attack of the four couldn't even last one round!

Ah Yong, clutching his chest, got up and saw this scene. Knowing that the ending would be the same as the praying mantis's, he threw down the knife in his hand and said with a face full of surprise, "Old Ding, your knife skills are too fast and too fierce!"

The other three also dropped their knives, their eyes filled with admiration as they looked at Lin Sheng: "We're convinced!"

Such amazing swordsmanship! I've never heard of it before!

"You guys are pretty good too!"

Lin Sheng figured out the strength of the four people.

If it had been a life-or-death struggle, the four of them could have injured themselves in the process.