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at the same time.

Yau Ma Tei.

With a fierce brow, Fatty Li barked a defiant challenge from outside.

"Han Bin, come out and face your death."

"Fatty Li, you have to live a good life and court death. And to make matters worse, you're getting involved with Dongxing."

"It's a waste of breath to talk to a traitor like you." After Han Bin finished speaking, Dao Ziqing and Gong Zijun next to him whistled at the same time.

Suddenly, hundreds of armed men poured out of the bar and dance hall.

"You guys don't follow the rules of the underworld!!!" Fatty Li shouted in terror as he looked at the hundreds of people carrying AKs.

"I'll give you one chance. Put down your knife and go back to where you came from."

Han Bin ignored the dumbfounded fat man Li and shouted at the still unsettled man with furrowed brows.

He wasn't stupid. "Let's go."

Hengmei was the first to drop his machete and run away without looking back.

"Kill him!" Han Bin shouted, a slight smirk playing on his lips, as he pointed at the terrified fat man, Li.

Thousands of thugs emerged from all directions, their hands wrapped in red scarves.

"Brothers, kill these traitors!"

"Kill them!"

Fat Li's men snapped out of their daze and were about to engage in battle.

Fat Li's henchman, Awei, stabbed Fat Li in the lower back with a knife, while holding another knife to his neck. "Brother Bin, I'm Awei, I'm Brother Kun's man."

"Damn it, I gave you a chance to rise to the top, and this is how you treat me?" Fat Li's eyes were dim, but he cursed loudly.

Ah Wei: "Fatty Li, what chance are you giving me? That's our leader, Mr. Li, no, it should be us. Without you, giving me a chance? In all these years, who have you ever given a chance to?"

"You just saw an opportunity and wanted to take advantage of it."

"Go ahead and kill me if you dare." Fatty Li turned pale after being rebuked.

"Awei, calm down. Killing his dirty hands and handing him over to the punishment hall for a thousand cuts would be much more satisfying than killing him now," Han Bin said.

"I understand, Brother Bin. Why aren't you putting down your knives? Do you want to die?" Awei nodded, turned around, and shouted.

Fat Li's men are all blue-collar workers; the real fighters are all Ah Wei's men, who have long since replaced their white scarves with red ones.

"How could this happen? How could this happen..."

"Heh, how could this be? Go ask Brother Kun and A Bao. Someone take him away and keep a close eye on him." Han Bin sneered.

"Han Bin, you won't get away with this even if I die. You used a gun..."

"Idiot, I drew my gun, did I fucking fire it?"

"Haha, you only beat a few of us, Dongxing didn't suffer any losses... you didn't win either..."

Han Bin ignored him and turned around with a mysterious smile.

You would never have imagined breaking down these four words one by one until you die.

Hengmei led his men and retreated towards Lian Haolong, hoping to find a way back to Yuen Long.

But when they first entered Lian Haolong's territory...

Lian Haolong had been waiting for him with his men for a long time.

"Boss Lian, what do you mean by this? We Dongxing haven't offended your Zhongxinyi, have we?!" Hengmei clenched his fists.

"We haven't offended you. We have an agreement with Ah Bao. Since so many of you are going to attack Hung Hing, we'll attack you according to the agreement."

Lian Haolong took a puff of his cigar and shrugged.

"That's because Dong Tianbao killed his own brothers first. We're helping Hung Hing clean up the scum!"

He replied with a furrowed brow.

"So, you guys keep fighting, I think the moon looks nice tonight, so I'm taking the brothers to enjoy it."

He glared at the dark sky, where not a single star could be seen, clearly helping Hung Hing block their path.

Going back and using Tsim Sha Tsui as a detour was even more impossible, with Han Bin right behind them.

"Boss Lian, what do you want? Make your case, and Dongxing will take it."

"Hey, hey, I told you we're just going to admire the moon, not fight," Lian Haolong said, waving his hand.

After speaking, he stepped aside, and Gao Jin walked out from the crowd.

"Beat me and I'll let you go," Gao Jin said bluntly.

Hengmei knew this was an attempt to keep him there, leaving him no choice but to fight. He could only grit his teeth and say, "I can fight you, but you have to let my men pass."

"Can!"

After Gao Jin finished speaking, he strode forward with lightning speed and delivered a swift and vicious whip kick to Hengmei.

He glared and blocked.

"Bang!"

Hengmei stumbled after being kicked.

His eyes were filled with horror!

"Holy crap, Jin in a suit has gotten even stronger!" Ah Heng, standing next to Luo Tianhong, exclaimed in amazement.

Luo Tianhong's face remained expressionless, but in his heart he was thinking that he had been a bit lazy lately and needed to practice more.

Lian Haolong nodded; the force and speed of that kick were indeed ruthless.

Gao Jin gave Hengmei no chance to catch his breath, kicking him one after another, forcing Hengmei to defend himself.

His hands trembled from the blow, and he retreated repeatedly.

Soon, Hengmei's formation was disrupted by Gao Jin.

Gao Jin seized the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow, leaping forward and striking with both knees, which landed precisely on the chest of the man who was sitting on the ground, with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Click~"

Several sounds of bones cracking rang out.

He glared and spat out a large amount of blood, his eyes wide open, taking one last look at the world.

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at the same time.

Bolan Street.

The beautiful mother was arrested, and Seven was quietly beaten to death by Harry.

Dongxing Shuiling's ten disciples were almost all killed or injured; it shouldn't be that almost half of them are dead.

Meanwhile, all of Dong Tianbao's skilled men, except those guarding the house and protecting Liang Kun, rushed to Mong Kok.

The scene shifts to Mong Kok, where Si Hai, Crow, Lui Yiu-yeung, and Prince's men reunite.

Big Head and A-Jie stood behind Crow, waiting for Crow's signal.

Sihai stood to one side, but the Crown Prince moved to stand next to him.

Lei Yaoyang leaned closer to the crow, elegantly rubbing his brow: "Something feels off..."

The crow looked at Lei Yaoyang, who resembled it, and laughed, "Wearing such formal attire for a fight? Wouldn't it be better to find a class to attend?"

"Do you even know what a gentleman and elegance are? Jin is dressed more impeccably in a suit than I am, why don't you say anything to him?" Lei Yaoyang said, stepping aside as if afraid the crow would affect his intelligence.

"Damn, if I could beat that thug in the suit, I'd rip his clothes off in a heartbeat," Crow said hysterically.

"Hehe, so you mean you want to strip me naked too?" Lei Yaoyang looked at Crow with a playful expression.

"It's so boring talking to you. You idiot, are you going to fight or not? Give me an answer! It's Liang Kun who died, not your dad. Why are you burning paper money?"

The crow shrank its neck and quickly turned to shout at Sha Qiang, who was burning paper money.

Yes, that's right, Sha Qiang is burning paper money for Liang Kun.

The reason A Bao didn't tell Sha Qiang about it wasn't because he didn't trust him, but mainly because Sha Qiang's acting skills were lacking and he was easily exposed.

"Damn it, you crow, you killed my boss and you still dare to be so arrogant!"

"Kill him! You bastard from Dongxing! Avenge our boss! Kill one of those Dongxing scumbags, and you'll get a thousand dollars reward."

Sha Qiang's eyes were red and there were tear stains at the corners of his eyes; he seemed to be truly heartbroken.

My boss, whom I've known since childhood, is gone. No one will pat me on the head anymore, and no one will scold me anymore.

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