Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 21 Xinhe Lisheng
Even Uncle Ming frowned as his men carried up the two fragmented corpses.

"what is the problem?"

Da Sang grabbed the younger brother by the neck and yelled: "Pujie! I just went out for a while, three of them died and two of them died. Mosquito, tell me clearly what happened."

The little boy named Mosquito was grabbed by the neck. In addition, he was frightened and couldn't breathe for a while. His face was red from holding back, and his voice really became like a mosquito, small and unclear.

"Calm down and listen to what he has to say first."

Yin Xiu stepped forward and gently placed his palm on Da Sang's wrist. As if being electrocuted, the latter retracted his hand and looked at him with a strange expression.

"Yes, it's a werewolf!"

Mosquito finally spoke, "We were attacked by a werewolf on the way back. Gao Lao and Awei were killed by that guy before they even had a chance to take out the food. How miserable! Gao Lao's intestines leaked just once. All over the place..."

When he heard the funeral, his whole body jumped up and jumped so high on the ground. His weight of more than 200 kilograms made the concrete floor tremble violently.

"Those bastards, they were still negotiating with us and He Qiqi yesterday, and they are going to take action today? Are they still polite? Do they really think that we and Li Sheng are easy to bully?"

"Yesterday was yesterday, the situation has changed greatly."

Chuan Bao didn't know when he walked in, also with a serious look on his face.

Seeing Brother Ming say this, Dasang couldn't help but wonder: "Zuanbao, what kind of news have you received?"

Chuan Bao nodded, gave him a cigarette, and said slowly: "The gang leader from Lao Xin's side has decided to support the Wild Wolf Gang. Several gang leaders have contributed money and efforts, and they are very attentive."

Laoxin, that is, Xinhe Lisheng, Xinlao and Lisheng split about 20 years ago. Many old people in the club can no longer explain the ins and outs of it.

There is only one thing that is very certain, that is, the two sides will fight as soon as they meet and will not stop until a few lives are lost.

In recent years, with the mediation of other associations and the Hong Kong Island Patrol, the large-scale war has finally subsided, but there are still small frictions between the two sides.

Da Sang's eyes were almost on fire, "If they do this, aren't they afraid that Sister Thirteen will come back and take away their skins in a matter of minutes?"

Chuan Bao glanced at him, "Isn't Sister Thirteen back yet? She has gone to Malay with Uncle Tian to discuss business and won't be back for a while. Otherwise, Lao Xin and the others would dare to act like this?"

Da Sang sighed, and looked a lot more depressed, "Those bastards couldn't figure it out for three days and three nights because of my holiday. If they had the chance to add insult to injury, they wouldn't kill me."

Not only the old and the new, Da Sang has lost count of the number of people he has killed in order to compete for the prime land on Bollan Street over the years. His enemies could line up from Mong Kok to Tsim Sha Tsui.

Even if the old and new members don't take action, other associations will take the opportunity to stumble him. Even if they can't put up a flag on Bolan Street and come in, it will also disgust the big funeral that is in the limelight.

These are the second best. Kwanbao lowered his voice and said, "If you can't stand it, Sister Thirteen will not look good over there."

"I know this." Da Sang gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, since when did I let Thirteenth Sister lose face? Even if I, Da Sang, die outside, I will never drag down Thirteenth Sister in the slightest."

"At worst, I'll fight them! Isn't it just a fight? Everyone pulls out the people to see who can beat whom. I'll just sell this building to raise money for the settlement."

The two of them chatted here for a long time, and Uncle Ming couldn't sit still.

"Hey, it's okay to fight monsters, but don't take us with you when you're in a club fight."

As Uncle Ming spoke, he walked up to Mosquito, formed a sword formula with both hands, and tapped it sharply between his eyebrows. Mosquito immediately became dizzy and his eyes were empty.

"This is……"

Yin Xiu raised his hand to signal everyone to be silent. It didn't matter if others couldn't understand. He had been with Uncle Ming for so long, so he naturally knew that he was doing something right now, searching for the whereabouts of the werewolf from before.The reason why Mosquito came back alive was definitely not because of his luck. Even if one of the werewolf's legs was removed, those beasts would run much faster than him.

The werewolf deliberately kept him alive so that he could come back and report the news, so as to test the reaction of the people here. In other words, this was a naked threat and warning.

After a while, Uncle Ming opened his eyes and looked coldly at Da Mang.

"Why, you didn't know there was a wolf den in Bolan Street? Didn't you say this is Qingyise and Lisheng?"

When Da Mang was mentioned in this way, he immediately choked up and his face turned red and white, changing constantly.

Obviously, he didn't expect that right under his nose, the Wild Wolf Gang actually planted a flag. If the Thirteenth Sister knew about this, I'm afraid he wouldn't have to mess around.

Chuan Bao's reaction was much faster than his, and he immediately shouted: "Uncle Ming, just tell me where the nest of these Fenchang gang is, and I will take people to kill them."

Da Sang looked at Kuan Bao. Through the decisive look in his eyes, he already knew that there was no going back on this matter, and Kuan Bao's words just now were also helping him reduce his responsibility.

So he also patted his chest and said: "That's right, Uncle Ming, tell me where they are. There will be no business on Bolan Street tonight. I will close the door and beat these stray dogs!"

The emotions at the scene spread from ten to ten, and became very passionate. The dwarf mule's fierceness and hostility were fully revealed at this time.

……

"Yuri, when we did it just now, we agreed to do it one by one. Why were you just watching?"

Faced with the questions from his companions, Yuri just took a puff of cigarette and did not respond.

"Why, is it because Hong Kong Island is so hot that you, a lone wolf in Siberia, are so hot that you can't move for a while?"

When someone said this, others burst into laughter and made fun of him unscrupulously.

In the wolf pack, new members who come from outside have the lowest status.

In the wild, after the prey is obtained, the other members often need to be full before the new members can go up and enjoy the leftovers, but there are often only a few cleanly chewed bones left.

The Wild Wolf Gang is not an ordinary wolf pack, and they do not live in the wild. Therefore, this "differential treatment" has become targeted in words and actions.

The wolves use this primitive method to maintain the hierarchy within the group. Even Yuri can only endure it silently until he obtains enough military exploits or new members join.

Yuri ignored them and just stared at the night sky.

He suddenly felt that everything around him became quiet, and the hustle and bustle of the city seemed to fade away in an instant. Yuri felt as if he had returned to the loneliness of the Siberian wilderness.

Looking at both sides of the street, he chuckled softly and walked out of the wolf den without looking back.

"That guy is going back to Yau Ma Tei now?"

"I'm probably going to complain to my mother. After all, this good baby has been wronged."

"Anyway, Boss Johnny didn't ask him to stay anywhere, just let him go. I don't want to stay with this bastard from the north yet."

These discussions were quickly overshadowed by the sound of people drinking and drinking. Tonight, every wolf in the den was immersed in alcohol, happy and excited.

(End of this chapter)