A certain Hong Kong hero of the world

Yuen Long.

At the intersection of a housing estate planned for demolition, two hundred people were divided into two groups and were facing off.

On one side were more than fifty strong men, who were local villagers. Because the compensation was only a small amount, these villagers did not agree to move away at all.

The other gang is Hung Tai's gangsters. Recently, Hung Tai lost the chance to enter Mong Kok, and Leopard Wing in Tsuen Wan was kicked out by Big D again.

The remaining Fat Lao Lin was chased and killed by the newly-rising Brother You in Yuen Long during this period, and he did not show up for a long time.

"Get started, disperse them, and let the excavator enter!"

It was Bao Wing who took the lead. He lost his business in Tsuen Wan and returned to Yuen Long. He had no choice but to find another way out. Now he is helping a rich man.

"Remember, after entering, first block their wells, then dig out the water pipes and cut off the electric wires."

Bao Rong watched the gangsters rush in, then turned around and began to give instructions to his henchmen.

"Set up traffic jams on the road. Any vehicle that wants to deliver supplies to the housing estates will be stopped and those people rushing to the streets will be starved to death."

"Also, I will bring people in at night and sweep people from house to house. I will beat the men and take the old, weak, women and children to feed mosquitoes outside the village's ancestral hall. I believe they will agree to move out tomorrow."

Bao Rong's men listened and took notes. When Bao Rong finished speaking, they quickly flattered him and said:

"Brother Yingming, these Yan family shovels are really short-sighted. Others have moved away, but they are the only ones who refuse to move. Isn't this causing trouble for us?"

Bao Rong smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Go and do the work. Once our debt collection agency is on track, I will take you back to Mong Kok sooner or later!"

After ordering his men, Bao Rong leaned against the car door with a cigarette in his mouth, watching his men over there chasing the villagers with overwhelming force.

"Your name is Bao Rong?"

Just when he was thinking about how much reward he could get from the rich man after this time, a voice sounded from behind, startling him.

Looking back, I found that the speaker was actually a woman. She immediately restrained the fierce expression on her face and asked with a smile: "What do you want from me, pretty girl?"

"Wang Zuluo asked me to tell you something. Keep your eyes open in the next life. It is very important for you to follow the boss."

Bao Rong's expression changed, and his hand immediately touched his waist.

It’s not that he didn’t know that Chen Mei was looking for someone to deal with Wang Zuluo. Because he was afraid of being retaliated by Wang Zuluo, he never left his side with his gun after returning to Yuen Long.

As soon as his fingers touched the handle of the gun, Bao Rong felt a chill on his neck.

His eyes followed the raised arm of the woman in front of him, and a blood-stained dagger reflected the cold light in the sun.

Then his eyes flashed, and when the woman retracted her arm, there was a dagger on Bao Rong's chest.

"My name is Tian Yangen. I will be a good person in my next life."

After finishing speaking, Tian Yangen turned around and left. Bao Rong was left with one hand covering his neck and the other hand holding the pistol, but he had no strength to raise the muzzle of the gun.

Near several vans, six or seven of Hong Tai's gangsters were lying. They were the men Bao Rong arranged to protect him, and now they all fell to the ground.

"Wang... Wang Zuluo... Mad Dog Luo..., I hate it..."

Bao Rong's vision blurred for a while, and his body slid to the ground a little bit against the car.

The men he brought with him at the entrance of the village were still chasing down the fleeing villagers, but no one found their boss dead more than ten meters away from the entrance of the village.

"Hey, Chen Mei. That guy called Youge promised to tell me the numbers, but the places that were robbed from me must come back."

Fatty Lin sat in the car and asked the driver to drive him to the agreed location.

"Uncle Fatty, there's a traffic jam ahead."

The driver turned back and reported to Fatty Lin: "It seems that the road is being repaired. We will definitely be late."

Just after hanging up the phone, fat man Lin stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the long motorcade in front of him.

"Turn around and take the path. We must not be late today!"

The driver received the instruction, nodded and started giving signals to the car in front, signaling the convoy to turn.

Soon, a convoy of five vehicles ignored the traffic lights and started turning at the intersection.

Fat guy Lin, who was sitting in the Mazda sedan in the middle, had his eyelids twitching for no reason.

He frowned and rubbed his eyes. Feeling irritated, he took out the phone again and called Chen Mei:

"Can you please stop making trouble for that bastard Mad Dog Luo recently? He has become a traitor now. If we continue to fight, when he takes his hand, we will all be in trouble."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Anan died in his hands, and you went to pick him up with me. It's not like you didn't see how miserable it was. Now you want me to give up?"

Chen Mei's voice immediately became louder, accompanied by the sound of the teacup falling to the ground.

Fatty Lin was a little speechless. You just lost a son, but don’t you still have a grandson?

At worst, no matter how hard you try to have a baby son, if you continue to fight with Mad Dog Luo, you will definitely not end well. Your eyelids twitching is a warning.

But before he could continue to persuade them, a dump truck suddenly accelerated and hit them while they were turning.

The leading car was directly overturned. Fatty Lin's Mazda braked in time and stopped dangerously less than two meters away from the dump truck.

"Turn around, quickly!"

Fatty Lin patted the driver's shoulder in horror, causing the frightened driver to come to his senses and immediately stepped on the accelerator to leave.

But a submachine gun stuck out from the passenger side of the dump truck and was pointed at Fatty Lin's car.

Bang bang bang… bang bang….

Not only the dump truck, but also a van parked near Fatty Lin's motorcade at the intersection, with its back door opened.

Two figures holding AKs were half-kneeling in the car, firing continuously at Fatty Lin's motorcade.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Fatty Lin had been beaten into pieces that the van drove to the side of the accidental dump truck.

Tian Yangyi jumped off the co-pilot of the dump truck, took out a stack of Hong Kong dollars and threw it into the storage box in the driver's seat. He said with a smile: "Don't worry, tell the police officer that you are being held hostage by us."

The driver of the dump truck, with his hands tied to the steering wheel, only looked at Tian Yangyi in horror, but did not listen to what the other person said.

In a tea restaurant in Yuen Long, Chen Mei, who was holding a phone, looked pale as she listened to the gunshots coming from the other side of the phone.

"Come on, let's get out of here now!"

Pushing the chair away, Chen Mei and her men walked quickly towards the door of the box.

"Uncle Mei, our boss hasn't arrived yet. If you leave now, isn't this a loss of face for our boss?"

A Qi, who was originally standing in the box to entertain Chen Mei, saw that Chen Mei wanted to leave and immediately came up to persuade her.

Chen Mei glanced at him and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this?"

"I promised to drink tea with Ayou to give you face. If I don't give you face, there will be no place for you in Yuen Long from now on. Get out of the way and rush to the street."

Pulling A Qi away, Chen Mei glared at him fiercely before pushing open the door of the box and walking out.

Something must have happened to Fatty Lin, but I don't know if it was Ayou who did it. He's just going crazy if he stays here.

"Are you Chen Mei?"

Chen Mei froze in place as he opened the door, and a pistol was pressed against his head from outside the door.

With the force of the gunman, Chen Mei's body was held up by the pistol and she slowly retreated into the box.

Several confidants around him also pulled out their guns at this time and pointed at Tian Yangsheng at the door of the box.

"How much money did Ayou give you? If you let me go, I'll pay three times."

The cold sweat on Chen Mei's temples flowed down his cheeks to his chin, and then gathered into a drop, which was dripping on the tie on his chest.

"We do things fairly, and when we get paid, we have to do things well."

Tian Yangsheng walked into the box holding Chen Mei with a gun, raised his feet back and closed the door of the box again.

A few minutes later, when Tian Yangsheng opened the door of the box again, Chen Mei was already lying on the table in the box. A chopstick penetrated his neck and was nailed straight to the table.

As for the gunmen brought by Chen Mei, they were lying on the carpet of the box in a mess, not a single one of them alive.

As for Aqi, he had collapsed at the door of the box. He was kicked in the chest by Tian Yangsheng and he still hasn't recovered his breath yet.

Picking up the sunglasses from the ground and putting them on again, Tian Yangsheng looked at A Qi, then raised his feet and left.