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The entrance to the Emperor Nightclub in Tsim Sha Tsui.

The neon lights were still flashing overhead, turning the whole street into patches of red and blue.

People lay scattered on the ground, some convulsing in pools of blood, others hugging their arms and shrinking into the corner.

The glint of blades flickered under the lamplight, mingling with shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the shattering of glass.

Ding!

Flames flew everywhere.

Axe-wielding Jun gripped his axe with both hands, forcefully blocking the massive cleaver that the crow brought down.

The two weapons collided, causing his hands to go numb from the impact.

His eyes were wide with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"You crow, you scoundrel!"

"We, Sun Kee, have always kept to ourselves with Tung Sing, so why are you suddenly attacking my territory?"

Ding-dong!

"Wuhu!!!"

The crow cawed strangely, completely ignoring his questioning, and wildly slashed with its large cleaver, one blow after another, as if chopping wood, aiming at Axe-Hand's head.

His face was covered in sweat, his eyes were shining with excitement, and he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Axe-Head Jun, the era of your New Records is over!"

"Hand over the territory obediently, or I'll chop you to pieces tonight!"

Ding Ding Ding!

The machete and axe clashed repeatedly, sparks flying between the two men.

Axe Jun was completely suppressed by the crow and could only retreat and block, feeling extremely angry.

Six months ago, Lin Bei opened his eyes with a knife and he spent a full two weeks in the hospital.

During that period, more than half of his territory was destroyed.

After he was discharged from the hospital, he gritted his teeth and managed to take back the territory, but he was already severely weakened.

In addition, Xu Yan, the leader, suffered two investment failures, and Xu Bo, the second-in-command, died tragically on an outlying island. The entire Xinji Group was in disarray, and its henchmen were wavering.

Dongxing seized upon this weakness and launched a fierce attack tonight, catching them completely off guard.

Axe-Handed Jun turned his head and roared at his underlings behind him:

"When will our reinforcements arrive?!"

"Brother Jun, I've already contacted Brother Jiang! They should still be on their way!"

"Damn it! If they don't come soon, I'm really going to break down!"

Axe Jun had only managed to gather about two hundred people in a hurry, many of whom were just hired underlings from the venue, and some of them rushed into the street without even weapons.

The crows, on the other hand, came prepared, leading four or five hundred men who charged wildly from one end of the street to the other, their momentum overwhelming.

If it weren't for Axe Jun's high combat skills, which allowed him to hold off the crows at the front, his group would have been washed away long ago.

Just then, two more Tung Sing lads rushed over from the side, one carrying a steel pipe and the other a baseball bat, and attacked Axe Jun from both sides.

Axe-wielding Jun caught a glimpse of the steel pipe out of the corner of his eye, ducked low, and swung his axe horizontally, sending the pipe flying. He then slashed back, leaving a gash on the wrist of the henchman holding the baseball bat. The henchman screamed and fell to the ground.

"All of you, get him! Don't let him catch his breath!"

The crow shrieked and charged at them again, swinging its blade.

The streets are becoming increasingly chaotic.

In the distance, people were already smashing shop windows, and the window of a private car parked on the roadside was also smashed to pieces, with sirens blaring.

Axe Jun didn't have time to care about any of that; he only had one thought in his mind.

If reinforcements don't arrive soon, we won't be able to hold our ground in Tsim Sha Tsui.

......

On the other side, the main hall of the New Kee Foundation.

After receiving Lin Jiang's call, Gui Tian didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly gathered more than two hundred of his underlings.

The group, consisting of ten Toyota Hiaces and four private cars, filed out of the main hall through a side door, preparing to head to Tsim Sha Tsui to support Axe Jun.

However, the convoy had only gone less than two blocks when it was stopped by a group of police officers.

The van leading the way had just passed the traffic light when three police cars cut in front of it and stopped it.

Police lights flashed on the roof of the car, and several uniformed police officers with guns pointed out from behind the car door, followed by a squad of mobile troops jogging up to surround it.

Gui Tian, ​​sitting in the passenger seat of the third car, felt a chill run down his spine when he saw the police lights suddenly flashing ahead, realizing something was wrong.

"Damn it! How come there are cops here?"

Just as the driver was about to reverse, he saw in the rearview mirror that the car behind him was also blocked.

Four police cars and two armored vehicles sandwiched the two ends of the street, forming a pocket that surrounded the more than two hundred people.

"Listen up, everyone on the bus! Get off! Hands over your heads! Cooperate with the inspection!"

The police officers' shouts came through the loudspeaker, sounding particularly jarring in the night sky.

Gui Tian slammed his fist on the car door, his eyes turning red.

"Holy crap! What on earth happened tonight?"

"Is this a new chapter in my life destined to end...?"

The henchmen behind him looked at each other, none of them daring to move.

These officers were clearly well-prepared; their timing was impeccable, as if they had been waiting for them there.

......

Kowloon Tong, Hui Family Villa.

Xu Yan had barely entered the room, not even having had time to change his shoes, when the mobile phone on the table started vibrating.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was Lin Jiang. He answered immediately.

"Ah Jiang, how's the situation?"

"Mr. Xu, something terrible has happened."

"Gui Tian and his men had just left the main hall when they were stopped by the police on the way."

"Now more than 200 people have been arrested and taken to the police station. The bail alone will probably be over a million dollars."

Xu Yan frowned and tightened his grip on the phone.

He walked to the sofa in the living room and slowly sat down:

"You mean, tonight's attack was related to foreigners?"

"Yes, Mr. Xu."

Lin Jiang lowered his voice.

"The coincidence is too unbelievable."

"Gui Tian and his men had just stepped out when they were stopped at the intersection by the police, within two minutes of each other."

"Moreover, I heard from my subordinates that the police have also made arrangements in Tsim Sha Tsui and Yau Ma Tei tonight, as if they had been informed in advance."

Xu Yan didn't say anything, but simply moved the phone to his other ear.

The main lights in the living room weren't on; only a floor lamp in the corner was lit, casting a dim yellow light on half of his face, obscuring his expression.

Things don't always happen that way.

He just met with a man surnamed Shi at the Emperor's Nightclub tonight to discuss helping the north make connections.

Suddenly, Tung Sing started seizing territory, with even the police officers breaking the rules.

Then there's only one possibility: the foreigners are going to take action against us.

Just thinking about this sent a chill down Xu Yan's spine.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his gaze had turned cold.

"Ah Jiang, don't worry about anything else right now."

"Have Axe Jun and his men hold them off for me, then call the police immediately."

"Call the police?"

Lin Jiang was clearly taken aback, thinking he had misheard.

"That's right."

A ruthless glint flashed in Xu Yan's pupils behind his glasses.

"Since they've got foreigners helping them, let's make a big scene."

"Hmph, what I, Xu Yan, cannot have, no one else can have."

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Lin Jiang finally realized what was happening.

"Yes, I know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Yan sat on the sofa without moving, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and the smoke slowly rose in the dim light.

He seemed to have thought of something, immediately stubbed out his cigarette, and got up to go upstairs.