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Sandhopper, with its sharp eyes, spotted Binny Tiger Hanbin and Narrow Eyes coming onto the stage, and was so frightened that it retreated repeatedly.

He knew all too well the significance of these two men. Han Bin was known for his ruthlessness among the twelve leaders of Hung Hing, and Xi Yan was a treacherous character. It was obvious that these two brothers were after him.

He raised his machete high and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Brothers, hold them off! Hold them off! Just a little longer, our reinforcements will be here!"

Tonight's group of Dongxing underlings were mostly fellow Daoists that Sha Meng temporarily recruited from the streets and alleys.

Don't let their skinny appearance fool you; they look like they could be blown away by the wind. But after taking a packet of this powder, their recklessness is comparable to Longwei jumping off a building.

These people are only delusional, not fearful; when they are hacked at, they don't even feel pain.

After Han Bin slashed down one of the Dongxing henchmen, he wiped the blood from his face and cursed under his breath:

"Damn it! That bastard Sandman actually dared to ask fellow Daoists to form a human wall?"

"Fuck you, that's absolutely insane!"

With narrow eyes, he kicked the Dongxing underling in front of him away, panting heavily as he replied:

"These people are like zombies; no matter how you hit them, they don't hurt."

"Should we change our strategy and launch a decapitation strike?"

Upon hearing this, Han Bin raised his head and gazed into the distance.

The mall was dimly lit, and through the chaotic crowd, he and Sha Meng, who was standing at the very back of the crowd, exchanged a deep, affectionate gaze.

In that instant, their eyes met in the air, and they both understood each other's meaning...

This sand bug must die today!

Han Bin grinned and called out to the narrow-eyed man beside him:

"Second brother, you take some men and cover me. I'll lead a few underlings and charge up to take down the sand bugs."

The narrow-eyed man raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat hesitant.

"Why are you working so hard?"

"Just let my younger brother do the work."

Han Bin smiled and shook his head:

"You don't understand."

"Since Mr. Lin has entrusted us with this task, how could I possibly slack off?"

After he finished speaking, he shouted at his trusted henchmen beside him:

"You guys stick close to me, charge in and take down the sand bugs!"

"Yes, Brother Bin!"

Those few confidants were old brothers who had followed Han Bin for many years. Upon hearing this, they immediately tightened their grip on their machetes and followed closely behind him.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her otherwise, he could only grit his teeth and shout loudly:

"Everyone, follow my lead and protect the vanguard!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Hung Hing underlings' emotions were instantly ignited to their peak.

Their income and benefits were already much higher than those of other clubs, and now they eat well at the club's ten-dollar restaurant every day, and they also have to go to the martial arts gym for two hours of training every day.

Even if these fellow cultivators could withstand the impact of the powder, they still couldn't withstand the onslaught of these muscular men.

The cunning sand bug immediately noticed the change in the battle situation ahead.

As he backed away, he yelled at his henchmen beside him:

"Hold on! Hold on! Don't let Han Bin and his men get here!"

But the Tung Sing underlings had been terrified by the Hung Hing men, and they began to retreat one by one, some even throwing away their knives and turning to run away.

The sand bug was furious when it saw this.

He rushed forward, slashed down a Hung Hing henchman, and spat fiercely.

"Damn it, I still have to rely on myself."

"Brothers, follow me! Let's fight the enemy hand-to-hand! Kill!"

The sand bug knew it couldn't escape, so it had no choice but to fight back.

His position as one of the Five Tigers was not undeserved.

They've just gotten used to a comfortable life over the years and are unwilling to lower themselves to fight people hand-to-hand.

But things are different now. Han Bin really wants him dead, so how could he let him have his way?

Han Bin's eyes lit up when he saw that the sand bug hadn't run away but was instead rushing towards him.

"Hahaha! Well done, as expected of one of the Five Tigers."

"However, two tigers cannot share one mountain!"

"Only one tiger can leave this mall today, and that's me... Binney Tiger!"

"ha!"

With a loud shout, Han Bin swung his machete even more fiercely, charging straight towards the sand bug like a tiger descending a mountain.

The Tung Sing underlings blocking his way fell to the ground with screams, like grass being cut down.

Seeing that it couldn't avoid it, the sand bug gritted its teeth and went to meet it head-on.

"Han Bin, you've gone too far!"

Han Bin gritted his teeth, raised his machete high above his head, and slashed fiercely at the sand bug.

Ding!

The two knives clashed, sparks flying. Their faces met in the firelight, both seeing the murderous intent in each other's eyes.

……

On a highway in Yuen Long.

As Situ Haonan sat in the passenger seat of the Toyota Hiace, he suddenly felt a sudden pang of unease.

He reached up and touched his chest; his heart was pounding, and he had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.

What exactly happened?

Why do I have this feeling?

Just then, a car suddenly rushed out from the intersection and crashed straight into the Toyota Hiace he was in, bringing the car to a complete stop.

Bang!

The car shook violently, and Situ Haonan's forehead almost hit the windshield.

The night outside the car window was illuminated by the car headlights in a stark white light. The car that had crashed into them was lying across their path, white smoke billowing from its hood.

"Damn! My hunch was right!"

Situ Haonan cursed and was about to tell his underlings to get out of the car and do their work when he saw more than a dozen vans rush out from not far away. The doors were flung open and a large group of underlings wielding machetes jumped out, a dark mass of them.

"Damn it! We've fallen for their trap!"

A bald, burly man emerged from the driver's seat of the car that crashed into him. He was carrying two machetes and walked forward, baring his teeth as he pointed the tips of the machetes at Situ Haonan in the passenger seat.

"Tung Sing boys, all of you get down here and face your death, Dinosaur Brother!"

The sound was as rough as sandpaper grinding iron, and it carried far in the night wind.

Situ Haonan's face darkened, and he grabbed the walkie-talkie, shouting:

"Brothers, get out of the car and follow me into battle!"

"Charge!"

The Tung Sing underlings quickly got out of the car, grabbed all sorts of weapons, and rushed forward, engaging in a fierce fight with the Hung Hing underlings led by Dinosaur.

In an instant, the entire highway became a battlefield of chaos.

The sounds of clashing machetes, shouts of killing, and screams mingled together, carrying far into the night. When the occasional passing private car saw this, it turned around and ran away.

Meanwhile, Long Hair, who was waiting at the intersection of Tsuen Wan Road, received a phone call.

"What?"

"They started fighting at the intersection in Tuen Mun?"

"Okay, I'll take some men and head over there right away!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately led his Wo Luen Shing underlings to the battlefield.

In a short period of time, serious brawls broke out in various districts of the New Territories.

Many gangs in the underworld are speculating about what exactly happened.

The news spread like wildfire, from one gang to another, and almost everyone in the Hong Kong underworld was asking about what would happen that night.