Liang Kun has been living quite comfortably recently. After the Ni family left, the goods of Han Chen and the four major families under the Ni family made him and the people of Dongxing a lot of money. How could he be in a bad mood?

That day, Liang Kun found Lin Dong and asked to borrow a car.

"Eh? Brother Kun, don't you have your own car?" Lin Dong said with a smile.

Liang Kun: "How can my car be as stylish as yours? Besides, this time I'm going to Hetu to celebrate Mr. Ban's birthday. You can't let me, the leader of Hongxing, be embarrassed, right?"

"Okay, I'm afraid of you." Seeing that Liang Kun was about to push his fire extinguisher to Lin Dong to put out the fire, Lin Dong, who couldn't resist him, directly asked the driver to give him the car.

Liang Kun: "Haha, good brother."

After that, Liang Kun asked his younger brother Sha Biao to drive the car to Dongxing to show off.

Today is the birthday of Mr. Ban, the former head of Hetu, and all the famous societies in Hong Kong have sent representatives.

After all, Mr. Ban is of a very high generation, and recently the Magic Lamp has conquered several small societies, which makes Mr. Ban even more proud.

Not only Hongxing and Dongxing, but even Xinji, who had been fighting hard before, sent their chief steward Lam Ka-tung to celebrate the other party's birthday.

"Brother Hei, the brothers are all here." At the same time, opposite the restaurant where Mr. Ban celebrated his birthday, Shan Ji's cousin Ke Zhihua's younger brother came in to report.

Ke Zhihua chewed betel nut and asked, "Where is Crazy Dong's car?"

"It's on the way." The younger brother reported.

Ke Zhihua nodded and said to the younger brother, "Do you understand what the boss means? As long as someone gets out of the car, everyone open fire."

"Understood, Brother Hei." The younger brothers replied.

At this time, Liang Kun was sitting in Lin Dong's Rolls-Royce and bragging to Crow and Smiling Tiger.

"How is my brother's car? Is it impressive?"

Crow nodded, touched around and said: "It is indeed luxurious. I will buy one in a few days."

"Tsk, you know nothing. The car is secondary, the license plate is the key." Liang Kun said proudly.

Rolls-Royce is still a "special" existence in Hong Kong at this time. It is not just because you have money, but more importantly, it represents the recognition of you by the above family consortiums.

Although Lin Dong has few serious businesses now, each one is very profitable.

Recently, Lin Dong just remembered the idea of ​​game consoles, and he is discussing with people from the island country how to get a batch of game consoles from there for production.

Therefore, Lin Dong did not plan to attend Mr. Ben's birthday, but just asked Feiquan to take him there, and he took the little Jew to discuss the factory construction with the engineers from the island country.

In a restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui, Mr. Ban was chatting with a few old friends, and the magic lamp came over and said.

"Mr. Ban, the people from Liansheng are here."

"Oh? Is it Long Gen or Deng Fei?" Mr. Ban said with a smile.

Magic lamp: "Both are here, and people from Hongxing and Dongxing are also here."

"Well, come out with me." Mr. Ban said with a smile. If it were someone else, he could still put on airs, but Deng Fei and he were of similar "generation", so of course he needed to go out to greet them.

When they arrived at the door, Liang Kun just got out of the Rolls-Royce with the people from Dongxing.

Before the two sides had time to say hello, dozens of gunmen ambushed by the Sanlian Gang suddenly opened fire at the birthday celebration crowd with weapons from the tea restaurant and grocery store opposite.

It has to be said that the people of the Sanlian Gang did not do their homework well. They only knew Lin Dong's "Rolls-Royce", so when they saw the person getting off the car, they thought it was Lin Dong. Then Shan Ji's cousin Ke Zhihua, who was wearing sunglasses, directly ordered to open fire.

"Bang bang bang"

As the Sanlian Gang opened fire, a large number of people fell down in front of the restaurant in an instant. The few brothers in the front had not yet reacted, and were suddenly knocked down by this powerful firepower.

In order to retaliate against Lin Dong this time, the Sanlian Gang sent out more than 20 long guns and more than 30 short guns. Under this firepower, even Lin Dong was a little mysterious.

Liang Kun and his younger brother Sha Biao had not yet reacted, and they were instantly shot into sieves.

Smiling Tiger was about to pull Crow away at this time, but turned back and found that Crow had seven or eight more holes on his body and was about to die.

"Fuck, grab your weapons." As the host, the magic lamp yelled at his younger brother at this time.

At this time, someone had already recognized the other party and cursed: "Fuck, it's Ke Zhihua from the Sanlian Gang."

"Damn it, he and I took a sauna last time I went to Daiwan."

There are quite a lot of gang leaders coming this time, and many of them have good relations with Daiwan, so it's not surprising that they know Ke Zhihua.

Because it's Mr. Ben's birthday, so we brought weapons here.There were very few brothers who came, and the few brothers who had weapons on Hetu's side were also suppressed by the opponent's long spears and did not dare to show their heads.

At this time, Long Gen of Heliansheng was so scared that he went under the table next to him. Just when he wanted to take a breath, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds directly penetrated the table.

Long Gen's eyes widened, and he had a look of unwillingness to close his eyes. He never thought that his luck was so bad until his death.

Deng Fei next to him had no time to sigh, and suddenly several stray bullets also hit his arms and thighs.

Lin Jiadong of Xinji was lucky, but he was also injured in many places at this time. It was because the brothers desperately protected him, otherwise he would have gone down with Long Gen to sell salted duck eggs.

Although Ban Ye of Hetu was taken care of by the magic lamp, he was also hit several times at this time.

Taking advantage of the free time when the other side was changing bullets, everyone quickly returned to the hotel and began to look for shelters everywhere.

Ke Zhihua saw that the "Crazy Dong" next to the Rolls-Royce had died, so he shouted to his men: "OK, retreat immediately."

In the restaurant, there was already a wailing sound. The magic lamp looked at the wounded all over the ground and cursed with a sullen face: "The Sanlian Gang will not let you go."

This time, He Tu's face was completely lost.

As the sound of frying beans outside stopped, the magic lamp called a few brothers to go out and explore the way.

"Brother, they are all gone."

The magic lamp cursed; "Then what are you still standing there for? Save people."

As the people from the major societies sent out a distress signal, the streets in Tsim Sha Tsui were instantly occupied by dwarf mules.

There were murderous dwarf mules holding weapons everywhere.

At the same time, people from the major societies also began to send their injured people to the hospital.

When Lin Dong finished talking with the island engineer, Fei Quan called.

"Brother, it's bad, Brother Kun is dead."

Lin Dong: "What did you say?"

"Brother Dong, I said Brother Kun is dead, it was the people from the Sanlian Gang who did it, brother, you have to be careful now." Fei Quan reminded.

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