Things are getting bigger and bigger. Getting money and space is a benefit. More importantly, whoever can kill him at this time can also get huge reputation!
Many intelligence messages went viral, and Wang Xing's motorcycle was parked at a stronghold near the sea.
It is close to the coast and sparsely populated. Different areas nearby are secretly controlled by different gangs. Things smuggled in from around the country and abroad will pass through here.
Similarly, because of the sparse population, locals know that gangs dare to use firearms boldly even in places other than downtown areas. With the threat of firearms, transactions and stability within the nearby venues can be better guaranteed.
Today, Wang Xing chose a place to park his car, reached out and unlocked a combat knife with his fingerprint, stuffed two pistols into his arms, and strode towards the barbecue restaurant not far away.
On the surface, it is a barbecue restaurant, surrounded by a wall and fence. The entrance is backed by an iron gate. Wang Xing of Human World Road first reaches out and asks: "Stop, what are you here for?"
Wang Xing's hand holding the knife behind his back suddenly struck forward and penetrated the opponent's throat. He swept the opponent sideways and pushed the door open to enter.
The body behind him slowly fell to the ground, and the hand that reached for the gun in his arms dropped weakly, and the gun fell to the ground.
Enter the courtyard. There are many barbecue grills placed in the open space of the barbecue shop, and the tables next to it are full of people holding beers, eating and drinking, or gathering together to discuss business.
No one cares about Wang Xing's identity. Anyway, it's not a big deal that can be discussed in the yard.
Wang Xing walked toward the bar, his sword hidden behind his back.
"Where's the boss?" Wang Xing asked.
"Dwarf, when talking to others, take off your helmet first and let me see if you are qualified to meet our boss!"
A knife slashed across the body of the person speaking in front of him. Wang Xing turned over and sat on the bar. He took the pistol that the other person quietly took out and wanted to shoot into his hand. Then Wang Xing knocked on the table with his sword and sat down in the open space. Everyone is attracted.
"Look here, everyone! Let me ask you something, who knows where the boss is?"
Hearing the sound, everyone saw the pistol that Wang Xingbai had prepared and the bloody sword held in the other hand. Without any nonsense, they all took out the pistols and knives from their bodies or under the table, and rushed towards Wang Xingbai.
Wang Xing turned over and hid behind the bar speechlessly. Thinking of the position of the man holding the gun he had just seen, he fired through the iron bar cabinet.
With a series of fierce gunshots, Wang Xing rushed out from the side of the bar, waving his sword, and quickly harvested the remaining people.
One person was left behind, and Wang Xing stabbed the side of the other person's throat with a knife. His throat was obviously penetrated, and he could feel the feeling of fear and death, but there was no death. The person was immediately frightened and did not dare to move.
Wang Xing asked: "Why did everyone want to take action when they saw me from the moment I entered the door to just now?"
"Because, because we were preparing to attack the Beard Gang, we thought you were..." When talking about this, the people who were threatened also realized that Wang Xing was not the enemy who took the lead in attacking at all.
Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Wang Xing's words to himself were heard.
"Forget it, this can be considered as destroying your stronghold."
Wang Xing casually slashed the knife horizontally, wiped the sword clean on a relatively clean part of the body of a sleeping person lying on the ground, dropped the pistol, and turned around to leave.
More than ten minutes later, a group of people holding pistols and bladed steel pipes came over cautiously. When they saw the corpse at the door, they felt baffled.
"What's going on? Why are these people dying before we even take action?"
"Infighting?"
"You idiot, it was obviously done from outside."
The group of people continued to approach as they spoke. Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire from another small shop nearby that seemed to be a shop, but was actually a gathering place for underworld masters.
These people were startled and hurriedly dodged around. One of them panicked and rushed in because he was close to the building in front of him. Then he saw a group of people sleeping inside and screamed in terror.
Every once in a while, gunshots would be heard nearby.
There's no one around, so once the noise stops, it gets very quiet. The penetrating power of gunfire is enough to make the area near the coast less peaceful.
A night of silence.
Many people with business dealings near the coast couldn't get through on the phone all night, so they curiously went over to check.
Everyone saw that the call lines near the highway had been cut short.
"Fuck! Who is so unethical? They don't know that these are all built with taxpayers' money!"
The cursing man got into his car and drove to a store near the beach. The faint smell of blood, the open door, and the corpses on the ground made him stop the car before he got close.
The car returned the same way. A few hours later, two cars of people carrying knives and steel pipes hurried into the yard.
Soon, new news spread throughout the underworld. All the strongholds near the coast that provided the underworld figures with business and intelligence exchanges were cleared.
But the things here are related to gangs and underworld, so ordinary people in Hong Kong City don’t know yet.
But soon, as the port city gradually approached the prosperous area, fierce gunshots and fighting sounds suddenly broke out.
The place where the gunfire broke out followed an arc, as if surrounding the port city, quickly surrounding various areas of the port city that were not close to the bustling areas, and surrounding many districts.
The scattered intelligence centers that usually communicated with each other were destroyed as the stability decreased, the gangsters in them were killed, and the gang alliance that had not appeared for many years reappeared.
The experts from their largest strongholds gathered together and began to discuss who was responsible for attacking them.
Hardcore restaurant.
In the private room, they said they were discussing why, but today's gathering seemed like a denunciation of a person.
"We are in the intelligence business. The middleman has problems in his territory, but there is one person who doesn't. Don't you think it's too conspicuous?"
"That's right. If you say that the person who didn't get into trouble is doing some trivial business, he's doing smuggling to make money. Who would believe him if he's fine?"
When questioned, the smuggling giant among the middlemen frowned and said, "Damn it, it's none of my business if something happens to you. If we weren't all in this business, I wouldn't bother to come today!"
"Grandma, we are all middlemen, and our people are all running business. Where did this bastard seize this opportunity and deliberately attack us?"
"It must be an organized group, otherwise the action would not be so fast and intense. I have friends in the government and asked them to go over and have a look. They used knives and pistols. The movements were very clean and professional. "
"It doesn't matter whether you are professional or not. Does anyone know why they attacked us? If we don't know, the place where we do business will be completely hit. Don't do it again in the future!"
"That's right, figure out his identity and then fight back!"
