"You country bumpkin, you are still obsessed with it. All your subordinates have been bribed by me. Jiang Tianyang, today is the day you die."

Feilong took a long puff of cigarette and flicked the ashes.

Jiang Tianyang slapped the wheelchair hard and shouted loudly: "I am the leader of Hongxing, kill them, kill them quickly."

Hong Xing's leaders all glanced at Jiang Tianyang, their eyes full of indifference.

Brother Ji put a cigarette in the mouth of the man named Jiang: "Jiang Tianyang, you are reaping the consequences. We are working hard in the club, but you are in the air-conditioned room every day, and you are telling us what to do."

[Jiang, what qualifications do you have to criticize us? We are all here to mess around, and all living beings are equal. 】

[Jiang Tianyang, to tell you the truth, we have never obeyed you. 】

[Surname Jiang, if it weren’t for the fact that you have two sons of stinky money, the brothers would have beaten you to a pulp. 】

......

Jiang Tian Yangqi's lungs were about to explode. He didn't expect that he had lived an upright and military life, but in the end he was betrayed by everyone.

If he hadn't taken care of Hongxing these years, how could his subordinates have had enough to eat.

These heartless things!

"Okay, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

Jiang Tianyang suddenly opened his coat, and there were several grenades and two bundles of explosives tied inside.

Feilong whispered to Ayong: "Go get a bucket of water!"

Jiang Tianyanghua flicked the lighter, eager to try.

[Nima, bomb, be careful! 】

[Damn, he has explosives. 】

[Bomb, run! 】

......

Da Fei and others rushed out quickly, and Fei Long hurriedly evacuated the crowd.

"Quick, get out of here."

"Feilong, you bastard, you are the cause of everything. I want to die with you."

Jiang Tianyang quickly rowed the wheelchair with his left hand and lit the lighter with his right hand.

Feilong stood quietly, motionless.

Just then, Tony brought a large bucket of water.

"Brother Long, water!"

Jiang Tianyang saw that the situation was not good and quickly lit the fuse.

But it was too late.

Feilong picked up the water and threw it at Jiang Tianyang.

The ignited index went out, and a puff of smoke emitted.

"Feilong, you turtle bastard."

Jiang Tianyang threw away the explosives on his body and took out the grenade, only to find that it was wet.

The ammunition cannot be detonated.

Everyone rushed into the house and surrounded Jiang Tianyang.

"Jiang Tianyang, do you have anything else to say? Let me send you on your last journey."

Feilong lit a cigarette and said.

"I, Jiang Tianyang, have been defeated. Feilong, remember, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

Jiang Tianyang looked at death as if he were home. He felt cruel, bit off his tongue, rolled his eyes, and died quietly in a wheelchair.

The most powerful local snake in Hong Kong, the Chiang family was completely destroyed.

Brother Ji and others jumped up with joy.

"Brother Long, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Feilong pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Brother Ji, you have a really good memory. Ayong, get them money."

Ayong dropped the bulging sack on the ground.

"The money is given to you, remember, don't step on Dongxing's red line."

Everyone rushed forward, like a man seeing a beautiful woman, trying to snatch her away.

"Brother Long is mighty!"

"Thank you, Brother Feilong!"

"Thank you, Brother Feilong!"

......

Feilong looked down upon them from the bottom of his heart. Sooner or later, these old fools would be replaced by other societies.

After dividing the money, everyone left in a hurry.

News of the demise of the Chiang family quickly spread on Hong Kong Island.

Ayong had only taken two steps when he received a distress call from Xingtai Nightclub.

"Brother Yong, please come back quickly. There is a young man who is causing trouble and beating our people. I heard he has some background."

The supervisor said with a trembling voice.

Ayong: "Tell him not to leave, I'll be right over."

"Ok!"

......

As soon as A Yong arrived at the nightclub, he saw a large group of street kids with yellow hair gathered at the gate.

"If you have money, just call the police. Why drug you?"

The waiter advised.

"Boy, I can fuck whoever I want on horseback. Do you care?"

Several young ladies hid behind the waiter.

"I'm counting to three seconds. If you don't get out of here, I'll kill you!"

The young man wearing a leather jacket and black sunglasses shouted loudly.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

The man raised his fist and hit the waiter.

The onlookers stayed away.

boom!

The iron fist was blocked by an unfamiliar arm.

The man felt as if he had hit a steel plate. The back of his hand turned blue and was in great pain, so he quickly took it back.

"who are you?"

"Handsome guy, I'm the manager here. Please forgive me for any lack of service. Otherwise, today's consumption will be fully covered by my little brother. How about that?"

A Yong took a step back. Although he didn't know the background of the other party, judging from his many years of experience in the industry, this young man was definitely not simple.

"Are you worried that I can't afford the money?"

The young man walked up to A Yong calmly.

"Are you good at hitting? Being able to hit is of no use. To work around, you need to be strong and have a good background. Who are you?"

"My name is Wang Yong. If you don't like being called like this, just call me Brother Yong. I can afford it!"

The young man waved toward the door, and hundreds of gangsters dispersed and disappeared into the street.

"I thought it was a man, but it turned out to be a little Yakuza!"

Ayong: "Have you finished speaking? You're so whiny."

Young man: "You'd better not mess with me. Mr. Wang from the Bay is someone you can't afford to offend."

Ayong paused for a few seconds and considered it for a while.

People from the bay?

They come here to run wild, riding donkeys and looking for horses without even looking at the place.

Ayong glanced outside the door and said disdainfully: "Are those dung beetles your gang?"

Young man: "So what, I'll do it for you in a minute!"

Young Master Wang's words completely angered A Yong.

"I'll give you one minute now, get out of here right now!"

"Manager Wang, right? You will pay the price for your inappropriate remarks just now!

At this moment, a Huang Mao rushed in and said: "Mrs. Wang, Mr. Wang is looking for you!"

Huang Mao handed the phone to Mr. Wang.

"Hey, Dad, I'll be right back!"

"Oh, I'm studying in the library. The school has exams coming soon!"

"How could it be possible? School security is so good!"

“I’ll bring you your favorite durian when you come back!”

puff!

The phone hangs up.

The young man pointed his finger at Ayong's nose and said, "I'll deal with you next time, let's go!"

Wang Yong stood at the door, watching the gangsters drifting away, and asked the waiter: "Do you know where this young master Wang comes from?"

The waiter said: "The only son of Wang Bao, the richest businessman in the Gulf, the most important thing is money. Brother Yong, judging from his ferocious look just now, he should come again next time."

The son of a wealthy businessman from the Gulf?

Those who didn’t know thought it was a vicious dog released from some cage.

"By the way, quickly bring the nightclub's bills for the past few days. I want to take a look and report Xingtai's financial status to Brother Feilong."

"Yes!"

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