"Boss B!"
"I'll kill you!"
On the street, the Smiling Tiger was wearing a vest, revealing his tattoos, holding a knife with his bare arms, and with a ferocious look in his eyes, he rushed to the front with the knife raised.
"Ding!" The smiling tiger slashed at the roof of the car with his sword. Boss B looked horrified and pushed Jiang Zhen aside: "Fuck!"
"Protect Mr. Jiang!"
With one push, Boss B pushed Jiang Zhen from the car door to the front of the car, then took off his jacket, rolled it up in his hands, and stepped forward to fight with the smiling tiger.
The two made eye contact, and there was a trace of calmness in Big Brother B's eyes under the horrified look.
"Protect Jiang Sheng!" the Hongxing horsemen on the street yelled, quickly picked up some benches and wooden sticks, and threw them at Dongxing's people.
I saw Dongxing coming prepared one by one, holding a machete, and chopped down Hong Xing's boy in three strokes. As for the group of Hongxing horsemen on the street, they went out to see off Jiang Sheng. Naturally, they did not have weapons on them, and they were quickly cut to pieces.
Of course, at this time, the Hongxing gangsters in the bar received the news, and more and more gangsters picked up the guy and rushed towards the door desperately.
But killing people on the street is all about efficiency. By the time they arrived, the Dongxing troops had already withdrawn.
At this time, outside the bar door, Smiling Tiger kicked Big Boss B. Big Boss B took several steps back and fell to the ground.
"Big B!" Jiang Zhen grabbed his cane and was shocked.
He couldn't understand why the red stick Big B, who was so fierce at the beginning, failed in two moves.
Just Big B's voice reminded Jiang Zhen.
"Sheng Jiang, leave quickly!"
Jiang Zhen quickly threw away his cane and ran away.
The Smiling Tiger pursed his lips, took two quick steps, and with a pop, slashed the back of Jiang Zhen's suit with his knife, knocking Jiang Zhen to the ground.
"How dare you! Mr. Luo won't let you go if you kill me!" Jiang Zhen put his hands on the ground, leaned on the ground, and shouted loudly.
If it weren't for the recent strict police investigation, bodyguards and drivers would not dare to carry guns when going out, and he, the founder of Hongxing, would not have been chopped to the ground by a pony boy, which is extremely sad.
"Ha!" The Smiling Tiger sneered and said in his heart: "You are the one who will be killed!"
Then he raised the knife with both hands and slashed five or six times at Jiang Zhen's chest and head.
"Puff! Puff! Puff!" His five or six blows almost exhausted all his strength. After finishing the slashing, Jiang Zhen fell into a pool of blood and could no longer move.
A generation of heroes.
Someone who once drank tea with Mr. Zhuang.
Following Master Zhuang's thought.
Finally died at the hands of a pawn.
"Kill the bad guys from Dongxing!" At this time, a large group of Hongxing gangsters had already rushed out of the bar and quickly killed a few Dongxing gangsters at the door.
"Boss!" A group of Dongxing boys shouted loudly. Smiling Tiger suddenly looked back and saw Boss B on the ground. Seeing Big Boss B nodding towards him, Smiling Tiger immediately understood, turned around and stepped forward and slashed at Big Boss B.
"Ah!" Boss B screamed, and a pool of blood suddenly flowed out from his side.
Hong Xing beat the boy even more crazily and killed people.
"Boss!"
Dongxing's boss dragged Smiling Tiger and shouted, "Hurry up, boss! Dongxing's people are coming!"
"Fuck!" The Smiling Tiger spat out with a ferocious look on his face, grabbing the machete and beating Dong Xing away as he ran away.
The Hongxing horsemen gave chase.
Moreover, because Jiang Zhen died and Big Brother B was killed, a group of Hongxing mazai actually left behind a last-ditch attack. Puff puff, puff puff, they stabbed the Dongxing boys on the ground to death one by one, showing the most vicious side of the club.
Zhuang Shikai sat in the car, straightened his chair, and looked at the random killings on the street with calm eyes.
It wasn't until he saw Jiang Zhen dead that a smile appeared on his lips.
Then when he saw Hong Xing finishing his attack and the Smiling Tiger's troops were about to be surrounded, he frowned, took the walkie-talkie and solemnly ordered: "Action!"
"Yes, sir," the officer on the intercom replied softly, then shouted: "Action!"
"Yes! Sir!" A group of plainclothes police officers who had been hidden for a long time tore off their disguises, threw away the newspapers and brooms in their hands, and rushed out from various places on the street, knocking down a large group of Hongxing horsemen.
"Don't move! Police!" The police officers took out their pistols and put them on Ma Zai's head.
Ding, the horse boys immediately let go and threw away their machetes, gritting their teeth and lying on the ground struggling.
Another police officer took out handcuffs and quickly cuffed Ma Zai's hands.
"Fuck!" The horse boys put their cheeks to the road and their necks were pressed against their knees, swearing.
A large number of plainclothes police officers were dispatched and the scene was quickly brought under control. Not only were all the Hongxing gangsters arrested, but some of the Dongxing gangsters were also caught.
"Oh no." The two-step van stopped on the road.
The man inside opened the car door and shouted loudly to the front: "Boss! Get in the car quickly!"
"Don't run! Otherwise, shoot!" A policewoman raised her pistol and stood in the middle of the road.
He smiled and ignored him, rushed into the car in two strides, and then quickly closed the door.
"Crash!" The van sped away.
The policewoman put down her pistol with a frustrated expression, feeling secretly sorry for herself. But she didn’t know that Smiling Tiger could successfully escape, and there was even an element of help from the police force.
The layout and timing of this street are all in the hands of Sir Zhuang. Letting go of the smiling tiger properly is also part of Sir Zhuang's plan.
Otherwise, where is the need for her to catch up temporarily? Someone had already been blocking the Smiling Tiger's retreat.
…
"Sir, the scene is under control. A total of twenty perpetrators have been arrested, and thirteen people have been injured."
"Nine more people died, one of whom was Jiang Zhen." After taking control of the scene, Cai Yuanqi stood on the street and pressed the intercom to preach.
When he read Jiang Zhen's name, he looked at the corpse with a solemn look.
At this time, Zhuang Shikai held a bunch of fish eggs in his hand and walked from the roadside stall to the street. He scratched off the last fish egg with his mouth. While chewing the fish eggs, he pointed at the ground with a bamboo stick and preached: " Call the white car!"
"Pack up the bodies and take them away, and send the wounded to the hospital."
"Take all the street boys back to the police station, train them well, and ask who ordered them to do it!"
It turned out that Sir Zhuang also opened the car door and got out of the car when the police officers got out of the car to take action. But he is different from the police officers. The police officers have all gone to arrest people. And he saw a fish egg vendor on the roadside, so he took the time to buy a bunch of fish eggs.
Act as if you were actually out shopping.
That's a comfort.
"Yes, sir!" After receiving the order from the commander, Cai Yuanqi immediately organized the police to start working.
Yuan Haoyun walked up to Zhuang Shikai and said, "Sir Zhuang."
"Jiang Zhen is dead."
"I'm afraid there will be chaos on the streets."
"Hmph! The more chaotic the better!" In the past, the police force was afraid of chaos on the streets, but now the police force is afraid that the streets will not be chaotic. Zhuang Shikai threw the bamboo stick into the trash can and said: "It's just a pot to clean up."
"Yes! Sir, you are right!" Yuan Haoyun nodded. At this moment, he saw two police officers putting Jiang Zhen's body into a black bag and taking it away. He suddenly sighed: "Jiang Zhen is also a big boss of the generation. He will die whenever he wants. It's really sad."
"Haha, you always have to pay back when you travel." Zhuang Shikai looked disdainful: "The boss of the club is just a rat in the water. The big rat and the little rat are both rats. Is it worth being surprised?"
"Their deaths are not worthy of being grand, and they deserve to die in such a humble and miserable way."
"That makes sense, Sir Zhuang." Yuan Haoyun nodded as if he had some understanding.
…
"What!"
"The Smiling Tiger killed Jiang Zhen?"
midnight.
An old house in the New Territories.
Luo Tuo, wearing a nightgown, walked to the desk sleepily, answered the phone, rubbed his eyes and listened.
He was a little unhappy at first, wondering why he needed to call in the middle of the night for something important? But as the crow finished speaking, the camel shuddered and immediately woke up.
"Scrape out the smiling tiger immediately!"
"I want to chat with the smiling tiger!" Veins appeared on Luo Tuo's forehead and he hissed at the phone.
"Pah." Then he hung up the phone and slapped a picture on the table: "Fuck you, you bastard, can't you use your brain! I'm afraid something is going to happen now!"
"Now is the best time to keep a low profile." Luo Tuo clenched his hands, feeling that the situation was already out of control.
Out of his control, off the rails, in the hands of another.
…
"Big B!"
the next day.
Morning.
Boss B strode out of the General Administration Gate with a bandage on his right arm and his neck held high.
Two to three hundred young and Dangerous men in black clothes in Hongxing stood on the street opposite the gate, gathering in a group and looking at the gate.
There are twelve people working in the hall in Hongxing. Except for the boss B, all eleven of them are sitting in four vans.
These four vans were parked right in front of the police station. The doors of each vehicle were open, and the clerks with unhappy expressions were sitting inside.
When Big B walked out of the police station door, the prince raised his head, stared at Big B and shouted.
"Brother Prince."
Boss B responded and walked into the car without fear.
"Crash!" The van closed the door and drove away together. The Hongxing boys on the roadside also dispersed, but today all the young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong's clubs knew that "Chiang Sheng" was dead.
And he was beheaded to death by people from Dongxing!
There will definitely be a war between the two major societies.
On the sixth floor of the General Administration, the office of the Grand Sir. Zhuang Shikai stood by the window, quietly watching Hong Xing's men leave, stretched out his hand to pull up the blinds, turned around with his hands behind his back and said: "Start Hong Xing to death!"
"Yes!" Yuan Haoyun answered the order at the side, knowing that the guys were having a hard time these two days, so all employees worked overtime and were on call 24 hours a day.
The fact that Big B was able to get bail and leave the police station early was naturally Zhuang Shikai's deliberate operation.
Yuan Haoyun and other subordinates also knew that putting Big B back was the best way at present. Therefore, no one doubted Big B's identity. They only thought that Sir Zhuang was using Big B to make arrangements. Sir Zhuang did use big B in the layout.
…
Half an hour later.
Hongxing.
Jiang family villa, seaside.
The twelve Hongxing masters were standing or sitting around a white stone table on the beach, while hundreds of Hongxing's younger brothers were guarding the surroundings of the villa. The atmosphere was heavy and they were ready.
"Big B!"
"Jiang Sheng was beheaded to death in front of you! What do you have to say!"
The prince was wearing a black T-shirt with a gold chain hanging around his neck. He raised his hand and asked loudly.
Boss B looked unhappy, pointed at his arm and said, "I was also beheaded by someone! What do you mean!"
"Qiang!" The prince pulled out a dagger, threw it hard, nailed it to the table, and sneered, "Who knows if you are colluding with Dongxing Smiling Tiger."
