Starting from Hong Kong in 1988!

In Xu Guangkun's view, rushing directly to the Hesheng Banquet was not revenge, but courting death.

He could tell with his own eyes that a large force was lying in ambush there today.

Therefore, he had to find another way, blocking these Shengtang masters on their way to the banquet.

Let's do something unexpected.

"Let's go, next place."

Xu Guangkun opened the documents Jiang Lanxin had given him.

Of the original group of hall masters at Hesheng, including Yin Tao, there are four left!

"Boss." The taxi driver glanced at Xu Guangkun out of the corner of his eye, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white. "You...you'll kill me?"

Do I look like a murderer?

Xu Guangkun took out a bullet from his pocket, and while loading it, he casually asked a question.

"What you just did..."

The taxi driver said he could kill three people without batting an eye. What do you think? He was about to say it, but then quickly stopped himself and could only laugh awkwardly and say, "Doesn't seem like it."

"Yeah?"

Xu Guangkun looked out the window, momentarily lost in thought.

He knew what the driver wanted to say, and he also knew how his behavior was perceived by others.

In just 100 days, I seem to have gradually adapted to this life of living on the edge.

When I first came here, I think I wanted to make money from stocks, attend concerts by Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui, see this mixed Chinese and British world, and meet those stunningly beautiful female celebrities...

When did things turn out this way?

Big Brother, Old Pan, and that mother and daughter...

Faces flashed by in front of Xu Guangkun.

"It's still a long way off."

Xu Guangkun shook his head and pressed the loaded magazine into the gun.

There's still an hour left before the banquet, and eight hours until our return. Now is not the time to think about these things.

.....

Things turned out somewhat unexpectedly for Xu Guangkun.

Even after taking down just one of them, these gang leaders started making some moves.

He watched helplessly as the two hall masters, surrounded by a large crowd, walked towards the banquet.

The group shouted and yelled, but their eyes were fixed on their surroundings.

"That shouldn't be the case."

Xu Guangkun was a bit confused.

News travels much slower now than it would in later years, and not everyone owns a Motorola.

When he killed that gang leader, the news would have to go through three stages to reach Wo Shing: a Motorola employee would call the police, the police would arrive, the officers would verify his identity, and some corrupt cops who were in cahoots with Wo Shing would notify Wo Shing.

This round trip will take at least half an hour.

No matter how you look at it, he has enough time to take down the second one.

Let's go to the next place.

Xu Guangkun said somewhat hopelessly.

......

"Boss, a taxi passed by. This car was seen at another hall master's place."

"Notify the leader."

.....

Just like most people who don't do well in writing don't think their writing is bad, but rather attribute their failure to bad luck or insufficient exposure.

The remaining leaders of Hesheng Hall were not convinced that Yin Tao could take the position of leader.

However, Yin Tao was too ruthless, so they dared not show it.

But Hei Ya Tai was different; he genuinely shouted out that no matter what, Yin Tao, even if he became the leader, was still a nobody.

Logically speaking, he should be the first to die if he dares to shout like that, but unfortunately, he really has something in his hands.

He has connections with the Big Circle Boys, drug addicts, the 17K triad, and even the Yee On triad, with whom he is at odds.

If he wanted to rise to power, it would be much easier for him than for Yin Tao.

Unfortunately, he was an old-school gangster who still adhered to the rule of not killing brothers. However, this was the prevailing attitude in the entire gang, and he couldn't change it. So, he simply implemented the policy of "I can't control how you fight to the death, but don't mess with me."

Anyone who messes with me, I'll take them to hell with me!

Call him stubborn or an ostrich if you will.

In short, things have reached the point where Yin Tao has taken over.

"Brother, are we really going to the banquet?"

The younger brother, with his multicolored hair, stood on the road, somewhat reluctant to move.

"That's the rule. No matter what, we are all the winners, and the one who takes the top position must go."

Black Tooth Tai's tone was somewhat harsh.

"Rules? What rules? You're the only one who follows the rules! We brothers have been following you for years, brother!"

The younger brother's tone was distressed.

Hei Ya Tai also understood the bitterness in his heart. It is said that when one person rises to the top, even his chickens and dogs rise to the sky. If he becomes the leader, these brothers will undoubtedly all become hall masters.

However, he was bound by his own sense of morality and simply couldn't take that step.

"In the future..."

"There will be no more, brother."

The younger brother saw things much more clearly than Black Tooth Tai: "Yin Tao rose to power by killing his own brothers; he won't let us off the hook!"

"We're all brothers, I don't want to be the leader, it won't get in his way..."

Black Tooth's voice was somewhat deep.

"Big brother! Don't be silly." The younger brother grabbed his shoulder, his eyes serious. "We still have a chance. Everyone knows what Yin Tao did. As long as you raise your voice and lead everyone to fight, he can sit on the leader's throne, and so can you..."

Black Tooth Tai was a little afraid to meet his gaze, lowered his head, and after a long pause, finally said, "Brothers killing each other is a great taboo."

"Big brother!"

The younger brother felt increasingly frustrated, but he didn't know where to vent his anger.

Coincidentally, their argument attracted a crowd of onlookers.

The younger brother, growing angrier the more he thought about it, glared at the bull-like creature with his eyes wide, "Look at your mother, look!"

The onlookers, drawn by the sound, glanced at him and then scattered like birds and insects. Only one person stood there like a wooden statue, his eyes constantly looking up, down, left, and right.

Hey, there's another one who's blind to the world.

The younger brother almost laughed out of anger. He pointed at it and shouted, "Hey, hairy monster, what are you looking at? Come and fight me one-on-one!"

Unexpectedly, the hairy monster thought for a moment, then nodded, "Come on."

"Then come!" the younger brother shouted, turning and walking into the alley.

Now is not a good time to fight. To go to the boss with a wound is somewhat against the rules.

But considering his younger brother's feelings, Hei Yatai sighed in the end, did not stop them, and followed them into the alley.

"Hey hairy monster, don't say I'm bullying you, I won't use my knife." The thug with the punk-style hair threw the knife on the ground, rushed forward, and raised his hand to strike the other's face, but it was a feint. A groin kick had already been quietly delivered.

however.

He kicked at nothing.

Suddenly, the punk's vision spun, and then, with a "thud," the back of his head hit the floor, splashing dirty water everywhere.

He was thrown to the ground and knocked down.

Xu Guangkun dropped the leg he was holding and turned to look at the group of people who had gathered around him.

Well, not a single word from a thug's mouth is true.

If you can't win one-on-one, you have to gang up on them.

"Hey, let's talk..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gangster rushed up. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with fuzzy lips, and a folding knife in his hand gleamed coldly.

This guy doesn't know any technique; he's just stabbing around randomly, but it's still terrifying enough.

Xu Guangkun turned to the side, grabbed his wrist, and slammed it down with his other hand, causing him to lose his grip on the folding knife.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Guangkun forcefully threw the man aside and picked up the knife.

"Bang!"

The body slammed into the wall, and dust fell.

Before he could cry out in pain, Xu Guangkun rushed in front of him and grabbed the hand that had just been holding the knife.

"what!"

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