The prince of Hongxing, Gan Zitai, led his men directly into Causeway Bay. Almost all of the prince's men had been trained in the boxing gym, and the nigger's men were washed away in just one attack.
When the nigger received the news, he looked bad. He shouted,
"Call everyone! Go and meet the prince of Hongxing!"
"Yes, nigger brother!"
The prince was responsible for the nigger Hong Le best beat. He kicked the nigger Ma Zai in the stomach, causing the nigger Ma Zai to roll over and hold his stomach while vomiting.
The prince waved his hand, these people's fighting ability is too poor, these are the nigger's men.
"Jin Maoqiang, have those niggas come over?"
"Brother Prince, you should be here~"
"Let's sweep two more games and wait until the niggas get here."
"Okay, Prince Brother."
The prince stepped over the nigger Ma Zai who was vomiting on the ground. He led his troops into a Hongle place and started killing everyone.
The prince's men were guarding the door.
The prince was fighting happily inside. He forced people to drop their weapons and fight with fists and feet. The fallen people were covered in flesh and blood.
"Yue Nanzi's hard punches are not very good. He also said that he has been punching trees since he was a child."
The nigger came to the scene. He saw the scene inside the scene, and his fellow villagers were knocked down one by one.
He and the prince roared angrily,
"What do you Hong Xing mean now?"
The prince turned around disapprovingly, twisted his neck and said to the nigger,
"Now we, Hongxing, want to attack you, Hong Le. If we want to attack, we will attack them all. Causeway Bay belongs to you, Hong Le, too. Is there anything wrong?"
"you…"
The prince hadn't had enough of the beating yet. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the nigger and said,
"Nigger, I heard you are good at fighting. Let's fight with bare hands?"
"If you win, I will leave. If anyone else from Hongxing dares to harass you in Causeway Bay, I will help you get rid of them. Last time it was a dinosaur, this time it is me."
"What do you think?"
The prince likes to fight in the ring, especially the kind of bare-knuckle ring, where blood flows with every blow.
The feeling of excitement made him enjoy it very much.
The nigger laughed, clenched his fists and made a "squeaking" sound. He twisted his neck and looked at the prince and said,
"Okay~ I also want to try Hongxing's fight."
The prince looked at the nigger with a smile, and waved his hand to signal his men to keep their distance.
The bar was opened up, with people from both sides standing on one side, and the prince and the nigger standing in the middle.
The nigger took off his clothes to reveal his tight muscles and scars all over his body.
The prince raised his eyebrows. He stretched his hands and jumped on the floor with his legs. He lowered his head and said with a smile to the nigger,
"bring it on."
The prince looked at the nigger's posture, which had the smell of Muay Thai, and the height of his raised hands was not quite the same.
His eyes were fixed on the nigger.
The nigger bent over and kicked the ground, raised his hands beside his chin, and used his waist strength to swing his fists very fast...
At this time, the sound of breaking through the air passed through the nigger's ears.
The prince's kicks came first and last;
The nigger judged from the passing shadow that the kick was to the head. He ducked his head and shrugged to meet the prince's kick.
"boom--"
The collision between the legs and the black man's big arm muscles made a crisp sound, and the people at the scene could tell the force of the collision just from the sound.
The nigger's body tilted out of balance, and the swinging fist lost its attack angle as his body tilted.
His arms felt numb. He didn't expect the prince to be so strong. Just one kick knocked him to the ground.
The prince looked at the nigger with interest. He stretched out his flat palm and bent his four fingers to signal the nigger to let his horse come over.
The nigger calmed down, and he tentatively jumped forward, switching his shoulders and arms.
He suddenly became shorter, leaning forward and swinging his arms in a big swing.
The prince's short side body allowed him to use forceful movements to avoid the black man's big swinging punch.
His fist hit the nigger's forearm from bottom to top, and his fist loosened his hand to pinch the nigger's forearm that was stiff due to pain.
The nigger's hand was tightly grasped, and he was shocked by the prince's dynamic vision and reaction nerves.
The prince slowly raised his feet...
The taut muscles were accumulating strength, like stretching springs, and a forward kick hit the chest.
"boom--"
The nigger tried to grab the prince's leg with his other hand but failed, and the speed of the kick was beyond the range of ordinary people.
The heavy blow to his chest and the tightness in his chest made him unable to breathe.
The prince let go of the nigger's hand and asked the nigger with a raised brow,
"Is that French Muay Thai of yours?"
French Muay Thai is a boxing technique derived from street fighting.
The nigger knelt on one knee, his hand stroking his heart, cold sweat pouring from his forehead.
Just after the kick, he felt that his heart was about to stop for a moment.
He raised his head and looked at the prince looking down at him,
"Are you so easy to fight?"
The prince showed a bright smile and said to the nigger,
"Of course, we are Hong Xing."
The nigger whispers the rumors in the world that the gangster Hongxing is well-deserved.
"Dazai Hongxing..."
The nigger might have knelt down on one knee, but he stood up again, swaying like a boatman who had been walking ashore for a long time.
He stroked his chest, forced his body and said,
"let's go."
………
mourning hall,
There were only two candles lit next to the black and white photos in the mourning hall. In the coffin was his brother Dinosaur.
Han Bin sat here alone, his men guarding the door.
He had been sitting here for a long time. At this time, Gongzijun entered the mourning hall. He led people to the mourning hall. Gongzijun bowed first, and then whispered to Han Bin,
"Brother Bing, the security guard can't be found."
"Um."
Han Bin lit a cigarette and took a breath in the dark mourning hall. He clenched his fist and then released it. He looked at his hand.
"Ajun, look for Jiang Tiansheng."
"Binbin...Brother, are you looking for Jiang Sheng?"
Han Bin nodded, and he stood up without responding to Gongzi Jun's words. Gongzi Jun looked at Han Bin's back, and he quickly followed.
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…..
Hong Le and Dai Quan were beating the table. He kept receiving news that Hong Xing was ruining his place.
The calls haven't stopped tonight...
Dai Quan covered his injured head. He felt that Hong Xing had become ruthless and determined to clean up his own field. He called Crow from Dongxing.
"Hey! Crow, what are you doing!"
"Brother Quan, what happened?"
"What happened! Now Hong Xing is attacking our Hong Le! Where are you people from Dongxing!"
"Brother Quan, it's so sudden. I'm still gathering people now. You also know how troublesome it is to gather people and prepare guys. Don't worry, my people from Dongxing Crow will definitely be here today."
"Yes, that's good, Crow. Don't let me find out that you didn't send anyone tonight."
"Brother Quan, it's decided~ We agreed to fight Hong Xing together, but there's no morality at all. Brother Quan, you don't believe me too much."
“…”
Dai Quan hung up the phone harshly, knowing that Crow was waiting for him to consume Hong Xing.
The crow and the smiling tiger at the other end were still sitting in the restaurant having a fire by the stove. The crow was scalding the oysters and said to the smiling tiger with a smile,
"People are really confused now. If they ask me for help, I will definitely be the last one to show up."
"Crow, heroes only appear at the end~"
"Then am I not a hero?"
"Ahahahaha~"
The crow and the smiling tiger laughed together, lighting the stove happily.
