Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

The battle at the front is going badly, and our base has been raided from the rear.

The genie in the lamp panicked.

He wanted to leave the underworld, but that meant making enough money before immigrating, not being kicked out.

If he loses his territory, how will he make money?

Before the magic lamp could send reinforcements, Dafei led his men out of the alley and began attacking Hong Le's men.

The already precarious situation collapsed instantly.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Before the magic lamp could even speak, Fei Hong, who was standing to the side, gave the order to retreat.

He brought a hundred men with him, and when the situation became tense, he wanted to back down.

He heard everything clearly when the genie's underling came to report.

He had already realized that he couldn't take down Sneaker Street tonight.

Since that's the case, why don't we hurry up and leave?

Every time one of his underlings is killed or injured, he has to pay money.

The sooner we leave, the fewer people will get hurt, and the less money we'll have to spend.

Upon hearing their boss's voice, Fei Hong's underlings immediately turned and ran.

This triggered a chain reaction, and the people with the magic lamp began to scatter and flee.

Seeing his men crumble and a large number of Chen Mo's henchmen rushing over, Shen Deng knew there was no way to turn the tide and could only turn and run away.

"Keep chasing! Plant your flag on Laundry Street!"

Gao Jin shouted and led his men to continue chasing after Laundry Street.

On the other side, Women's Street.

As soon as the fight began, Chen Mo, wielding a Tang sword, charged to the front, cutting down more than a dozen henchmen who were blocking his way, and then slashed at Nineteen and Madman Hui.

Although Nineteen was a Red Pole of Changyi, he was a cowardly fellow who was all bark and no bite. Seeing Chen Mo charging over, he unconsciously slowed down his forward pace.

Kuangren Hui, standing to the side, was a complete idiot with no brains. When he saw Chen Mo coming over, he rushed even faster.

So what if he's a boxing demon? I'm going to test just how good he is.

Then, Kuangren Hui rushed in front of Chen Mo and slashed with his knife.

Then, Chen Mo slashed down, and Madman Hui was cut in two, sword and all.

Fresh blood sprayed all over Chen Mo.

The white suit was stained red.

When Shijiu saw this scene, he was completely stunned.

He's about the same level as Kuangren Hui. Kuangren Hui was killed in one strike, so he couldn't withstand a second strike either.

"Charge! All of you, charge! Kill Chen Mo!"

Nineteen shouted for his underlings to charge forward while he himself retreated backward.

Chen Mo did not pursue the matter further.

He looked around and found that many of his underlings were seriously injured.

The huge disparity in numbers put a lot of pressure on Chen Mo's underlings.

Those henchmen at the front were each capable of taking on three or four opponents.

Chen Mo charged toward the border area between the two sides, his Tang sword flashing as he helped relieve the pressure on his men.

After hacking and slashing for a while, Chen Mo felt that the efficiency was still a bit slow.

He simply stuck his Tang sword into the ground and grabbed two of Changyi's underlings.

Chen Mo grabbed one person's ankle with each hand, using the two as human weapons, and kept swinging them around.

With Chen Mo's current strength, he could easily wield a person weighing over 100 pounds without feeling any weight; on the contrary, it made it easier for him to exert his strength.

Anyone touched by the humanoid weapon in Chen Mo's hand suffered broken bones and severe injuries, collapsing to the ground.

At this moment, Chen Mo was practically a human-shaped beast.

Chen Mo single-handedly held off a defensive line over three meters high, greatly relieving the pressure on his underlings.

However, Chen Mo's strength alone is ultimately limited, and the situation remains very unfavorable.

The difference of several hundred people is like a huge chasm, not so easy to bridge.

Silent underlings were constantly being attacked by multiple opponents and fell to the ground.

"Hurry! Support Brother Mo!"

Figures appeared on the streets of Women's Street.

Fatty Hui, one of Thirteen Sister's men, arrived with over a hundred people.

Chen Mo, with his sharp ears, heard Fatty Hui's voice behind him and immediately shouted, "Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived! Kill these bastards!"

Hearing Chen Mo's voice, the underlings who were on the verge of despair were filled with fighting spirit again, and the machetes in their hands became powerful once more.

It was already late at night, and Nineteen couldn't see how many people had come; it was all pitch black.

He thought a lot of Hung Hing had come, and he panicked. He immediately shouted at his underlings.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

After shouting, Nineteen didn't care what his brothers were doing and ran towards the electronics street.

Changyi and Changle's henchmen were already quite frightened by Chen Mo, and since they couldn't defeat Chen Mo's other underlings, they had long since given up on fighting.

Upon hearing that Hung Hing's reinforcements had arrived, the eldest brother shouted for a retreat. This time, he no longer cared about killing people and turned to run away.

Chen Mo tossed the two men he was holding forward, grabbed the Tang sword from the ground, and shouted, "Chase them! Beat these bastards out of Women's Street!"

Fatty Hui, who had arrived, quickly joined Chen Mo's underlings and chased after them.

Changyi and Changle's gang panicked even more, running as fast as they could, afraid of being caught.

In less than half a minute, the group caught up with the group and arrived at the electronics street.

Chen Mo stood in front of the crowd, holding his knife, with his underlings behind him, and did not continue to chase after them.

Fatty Hui sidled up to Chen Mo and asked, "Brother Mo, why did you stop fighting? Our underlings are so fierce now, we could fight all the way to Nathan Road!"

Chen Mo shook his head: "Forget it, the underlings have suffered too much. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Go back and clean the floor. Those who are injured should go to the hospital."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's order, his underlings reluctantly turned back.

Those who save lives, save lives; those who clean up the mess, clean up the mess.

Fat Boy Hui led his men to guard Ladies' Street to prevent a counterattack.

After all, Chen Mo's hundred henchmen had already suffered considerable losses.

However, not long after, Gao Jin returned with more than a hundred of his men.

With Big Fei's men and other underlings guarding Sneaker Street and Laundry Street, there shouldn't be any problems.

Chen Mo's reluctance to plant the flag wasn't because he didn't want to.

However, considering that Thirteen Sister and her three-person group are already strong enough.

After tonight, he'll have three streets in Mong Kok.

Such strength is already considered quite strong in Mong Kok.

If Chen Mo were to occupy the electronics street and Nathan Road, it would inevitably arouse Jiang Tiansheng's apprehension.

If this leads Chiang Tin-sang to abandon Leung Kwan and turn against them, then they'll be in trouble.

Neither the electronics street nor the adjacent Nathan Road can be considered a very good commercial street.

Although there are many shops in the electronics district, which can collect a lot of protection money, it is not easy to develop the entertainment industry.

There aren't many bars and nightclubs combined.

These two streets are not worth Chen Mo's risk right now.

Moreover, he didn't want to push Hong Le and his small alliance to the brink of collapse all at once.

If they become desperate and launch a counterattack, Chen Mo will also be in a difficult situation.

The next day, in Chen Mo's office, Chen Mo called Gao Jin and others for a meeting.

"Ah Jin, how are the casualties among the brothers last night?"

"More than twenty people died, dozens were maimed, and hundreds suffered minor injuries."

Gao Jin said in a deep voice.

Chen Mo let out a long sigh.

Last night, the main problem was that he had too few men with him, resulting in a relatively large number of casualties.

"Today, distribute the resettlement allowance to the brothers who are dead or crippled. You personally oversee the process to ensure it is paid in full."

"Once our business starts in a few days, we'll try our best to provide a livelihood for their families."

"Okay, Brother Mo, I understand," Gao Jin nodded.