Rebirth of the great hero of Hong Kong

(The dinners are all scheduled for the eighth, and I still owe a day off.)
(Updates will be added this month, the date is to be determined, it should be when the editor-in-chief recommends it!)

This door worship banquet lasted until the middle of the night, and the host and guest had a good time.

Dehua officially passed the file to the pile of texts in the number gang, and became the most popular leader. With a bang, he changed from a forty-nine boy to a red stick.

In the past few years, the rules set by Hei Guren have been ignored by few clubs except Heji, and even the Number Gang, which claims to be authentic in Hongmen, has been left behind.

Wanzhanghong drank a little too much, put his hand on Dehua's shoulder, and breathed out the alcohol: "Don't worry, I will send someone to talk to the young master tomorrow."

"My brother is gone, just pay enough compensation. I have nothing else to do, but Miduo, Standard Chartered will open the door for me in advance."

"Don't worry!"

"The car hasn't come yet, this bunch of waste materials can't even take care of the car! It's on the street!"

While the two were talking, a van on the street suddenly turned on its lights, and then two cars turned on their lights at the end, surrounding several people at the door in front of the restaurant.

Although Wanzhanghong was a soldier of the prince, he also came from the Kowloon Walled City. Feeling that something was wrong, he immediately came to his senses.

The other big bosses present also saw that something was wrong, so they immediately sobered up and took out their things, just in case.

There were three carts in the front and back, and dozens of horsemen with knives got down, with red cloth wrapped around their arms, and they quickly rushed towards Wan Zhanghong and the others.

"Brother Hong, Dehua is one of our Xinghe people. Grandpa told him to go back to Tuodi and have a good chat."

The leading Ma Zai knew Wan Zhanghong, greeted him coldly and politely, and wanted to take Dehua away.

Dehua didn't say a word, but he clenched his hands into fists, waiting for Wanzhanghong's answer.

Hearing the words of Xinghe's leader Ma Zi, Wan Zhanghong sneered, and cursed: "Xinghe wants me to make friends, so I must follow?"

"Go back and tell Qilinwen that Dehua has already entered my writing pile. He is my very popular younger brother. No matter what is on my back, I can carry it down."

"Get out of here!"

Xinghe Mazi, who was the leader, had already expected this situation, so he didn't continue to waste his words, but just waved his knife forward, signaling to the brothers behind him to do something.

Dehua is a master, and Xinghe knows this matter well, the bullies of the punishment hall have chosen thousands of choices, and sent out all the top talents of the punishment hall.

The people in the pile of words are not idle people. They can become famous big shots in the world.

The two parties quickly scuffled together. Judging by the posture, they were ready to die.

Smoking a cigarette, Dasha pulled the eager Zhang Yuntian into the restaurant, and motioned him to find a place to sit and watch the excitement.

A high status in the rivers and lakes has such benefits.

Even if the two associations were fighting fiercely, they would not take the initiative to touch their uncles, let alone attack them.

The edge of the knife rushed towards the front door, and Dehua dodged the fatal blow with a slight dodge, and then punched the opponent in the chest, knocking him to the ground, struggling a few times, and remained silent.

Xinghe's leading horse is called Tianle, because he can fight, he was directly selected into the boxing gym, and he also fought more than a dozen big and small competitions.

I heard before that De Hua is the fierce general of Young Master Le, the first to hit the boy, and I thought it was flattery, but now it seems that there is indeed real material.

Grandfather's original words, life or death, as long as you bring this boy back.

In that case, there is no need to hold back.

Tianle quickly cut down the guy who was in the way in front of him, and then slashed towards Dehua with a samurai sword, with the momentum of cutting him in two with one knife.

Dehua picked up the long knives scattered on the ground with his toes, grabbed them in his hand, and casually lifted them forward to block the oncoming blow of charged power. His right hand turned from a fist to a claw, and rushed to grab Tianle's face.

Facing the eagle claw that was going straight to the door, Tianle did not panic, but raised the stalemate samurai sword, and slashed towards Dehua's wrist.

This is a coup, if the opponent doesn't hold back, the wrist will be cut off by the samurai sword, and if the opponent stops, the head can also be chopped off.

But Brother Gaoshou is Brother Gaoshou. Dehua didn't hesitate when he saw the tricks. In the blink of an eye, the claws turned into fists and hit the blade, making all of Tianle's plans come to naught.

But Dehua didn't give Tianle too much time to regret the failure of his means. Instead, he threw the knife on the ground with his left hand, grabbed his head, and then punched him on the head.

Dehua's hands, which have been punching sandbags all year round, are amazingly powerful. At the first blow, Tianle even parried a few times symbolically, but only lasted for a few seconds.

I couldn't hold it anymore, my body went limp and my head drooped.

Seeing that the opponent had no ability to fight back, Dehua let go of his hand and let Tianle fall to the ground.

Seeing this, the remaining Xinghe swordsmen immediately raised their swords, turned their guns, and slashed at De Hua without any hesitation.

The knife was held in Dehua's hand again, with calm eyes and normal expression, he walked over to meet the shadow of the sword.

Wan Zhanghong was slashed on his arm, and the blood flowed down his white shirt to his lower back. His confidant, Ma Zai, quickly helped him out of the siege and repelled the knifemen who were chasing him.

"Brother Hong, there are more and more people, hide away!"

Wanzhanghong's younger brothers, holding a thing in their hands, surrounded the several big bosses who were piled up with words to protect them.

"Run? Dodge in? They're all human!"

"Xiao An and the others haven't come back yet? How long will it take to get a car?"

Wan Zhanghong bared his teeth in pain, he didn't expect that Qi Linwen's attack would be so ruthless, and he didn't have any thorns, so he directly sent someone to do things at the door.

If it weren't for Dehua, a fierce general, at the front, I would have explained it here today.

Salivada and Sun Bing, who were sitting in the car, found that the entrance of the restaurant was wrong, so they hurried out of the car.

Dakousheng was seriously injured, so he ran to Keelung to recuperate, and delivered a batch of goods by the way.

The aquarium has been closed, and the goods in the factory warehouse have also been robbed, and the loss of at least 100 kilograms of goods is more than [-] million.

Seeing that they had nothing to do, Dehua asked the two of them to follow him as his driver and horse boy.

The boss had an accident, so of course the younger brother had to rush to the front. Recently, the limelight was so intense that he didn't dare to bring a gun, so he could only rush up with two iron pipes to help out.

Dehua took the lead, swung the knife and slashed at the person in front. The blade went down the shoulder, leaving a deep scar on the opponent's body. The blood from the wound was like a hole in a water pipe. spewing outward.

His face and clothes were instantly stained red.

After wiping his face, Dehua continued to walk forward like a living god of death, and said coldly: "I'll stand here, come if you're brave enough, and I'll send you guys on the street."

Xinghe's swordsmen were also old Jianghu, the fourth and ninth graders, and they were not scared out of their wits. They looked at each other a few times, and then chose to rush over together, ready to work together to take care of this boy or boy.

"Courageous enough!"

Dehua didn't change his expression, his heart didn't beat, he rushed into the flock like a tiger and started killing.