Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

After receiving Mo Luobing's order, Lan Minglong went directly to gather thirty younger brothers, each armed with firearms, and rushed towards Beng Yaju's residence with a murderous aura.

But before they reached the place, Dead Dragon received news from his subordinates.

"Brother Long, Beng Yaju is not at home, someone saw him go to the company."

"Turn around! Go to Beng Yaju Company to stop him!"

Lan Minglong said coldly, and then the convoy turned a corner and drove towards Beng Yaju's company.

Ten minutes later, Beng Yaju and A Liao walked out of the company, followed by eight bodyguards in black suits.

"Boss, Mo Luobing's place has been swept away by us, and besides that, many of them have been injured." A Liao said.

"well done."

Beng Yaju hummed, and then exhorted:
"We have now started a full-scale war with Mo Luobing. He will probably let his subordinates deal with me when he gets the news. You must be careful during this time."

"Don't worry, Boss, I'll call another team of bodyguards over in a while, and promise not to let Mo Luobing's people attack you."

A Liao looked solemn.

Beng Yaju nodded, "The manpower at the villa also needs to be increased, not only to protect me, but also your sister-in-law."

"I see, boss, get in the car."

A Liao walked up to the steps and helped Beng Yaju open the car door.

Beng Yaju bent slightly, and was about to get into the car.

But none of them noticed that at the end of the street, a van turned out quietly.

"Brother Long, Beng Yaju is right there!"

A sharp-eyed boy spotted Beng Yaju and shouted hastily.

"Great, drive me as fast as you can and run over him, just hit him and kill him!"

Dead Dragon ordered with a grim expression.

"Yes!"

The younger brother agreed, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the van roared, and rushed in the direction of Beng Yaju.

"Bastard, you are dead!"

Excitement appeared in Lan Minglong's eyes, and at the thought of being able to personally deal with a big guy like Beng Yaju, a shuddering feeling came out from his spine "[-]", making him shiver comfortably.

He smiled grimly, "Take care of Beng Yaju first, and then go to kill Chu. Made, you will embarrass me in front of the boss, and I will torture him severely."

Just as Death Dragon was imagining the scenario of attacking Sheng Jiale, a truck drove over from the side.

This is a 16-meter truck with a rear compartment filled with sand and a load of 55 tons.

The truck was like an ancient monster, galloping on the road, roaring harshly from time to time, and rushed towards the van where the dead dragon was.

There is a huge difference in size between the two, and they are like an adult and a baby in comparison.

"Brother Long, there is a truck coming towards us!" the younger brother screamed.

"Fuck, I saw it, run away!"

Dead Dragon also saw the big truck rushing straight over.

From his point of view, the big truck accelerating to the limit was extremely impactful, as if it was an oncoming meteorite, almost suffocating the dead dragon.

The younger brother turned the steering wheel to death, and evaded towards the left front.

But they discovered it too late, and the speed of the big truck was too fast, and it was too late to escape.

The front half of the van escaped a direct impact, but the rear half was hit by the front of the truck.

Boom!
After a dull and loud noise, the van was knocked into the air like a rolling sandbag, and fell to the ground after flipping a few times in the air.

At this time, the van was completely disfigured, and the original round body was dented and twisted everywhere, making it look horrible.

Bright red blood flowed from the van's windows and gaps, staining a large area of ​​the road red.

"Fuck"

A pair of ripped hands stretched out from the front window, grabbed the iron sheets on both sides, and brought out the upper body.

Lan Minglong's face was covered with blood, he rubbed his eyes, and wanted to climb out of the van.

After such a violent impact, the van could explode at any moment.

But as soon as his upper body leaned out of the car, Dead Dragon felt something was wrong, and his feet got stuck.

Looking back, it was nothing but one of the younger brothers who got stuck in his foot.

The man died when he was hit by the truck, but in the ensuing chaos, a hand somehow grabbed the dragon's ankle.

"Fuck, if you die, you still have to hold on to me, let me go!"

Lan Minglong cursed secretly, raised his other foot and kicked it.

It's just that although he didn't die by luck, he was also seriously injured, so he didn't have any strength, and even after kicking a few times, he couldn't kick his younger brother's hand away.

At this time, Lan Minglong's ears moved, and he heard the sound of opening the door.

Then something fell to the ground, and then footsteps sounded.

blah blah blah.

The leather shoes made a crisp sound when they stepped on the concrete road, and gradually approached Lan Minglong.

Due to the angle, Fate Dragon couldn't see who was coming. This kind of feeling that he could only hear the voice was terrible, and Fate Dragon fell into panic.

He struggled and wanted to escape the van, but his weak body was not strong enough to support this behavior.

The footsteps stopped in my ears.

The Death Dragon stopped struggling and gasped, "Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill in the back of his head, and a cold firearm was attached to it.

"don't want."

Lan Minglong wanted to say something more, but it was too late. Someone pulled the trigger, and the bullet pierced Lan Minglong's head in an instant.

boom!
Dead Dragon was shot in the head in an instant, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Tian Yangsheng retracted the firearm, stuck his head into the van to have a look.

The situation inside was extremely tragic. More than a dozen short mules were twisted and covered in blood, lying quietly in the car, all of them seemed to be dead.

There may be fish that slipped through the net, but Tian Yangsheng didn't bother to identify them one by one.

To deal with this situation, he has a better solution.

Tian Yangsheng opened the backpack and took out a glass bottle from it.

The glass bottle is filled with more than half of the liquid, which is gasoline, which was prepared by Tian Yangsheng long ago.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle, tore off a small piece of cloth from the dead dragon's body, and stuffed it into the mouth of the bottle.

Then he lit the cloth with a lighter and threw the simple "Motorov cocktail" into the van.

The Molotov cocktail hit the carriage, smashed to pieces with a bang, and the gasoline inside flowed out.

The fire became fierce in an instant, bursting from every gap in the van.

"Ahhh!"

At this time, there were several screams in the van, which came from the short mule that was not completely dead.

Hearing these screams, Tian Yangsheng smiled.

"Oh, I'm just a soft-hearted person, and I don't want to see people suffer."

Tian Yangsheng grumbled, then took out his firearm, and pulled the trigger on the screaming short mules.

Bang bang bang!
After a few gunshots, the van fell silent, leaving only the flames silently licking their bodies.

Tian Yangsheng shrugged, then left the van, walked to the big truck, started the car and left.

boom!
Shortly after Tian Yangsheng left, the fuel tank of the van was heated to a certain temperature and exploded.

The fragile body of the car flew in all directions, and more than a dozen corpses were scattered on the street, with flames still burning on it.

On the other side, Tian Yangsheng drove the truck to another block, then took out his mobile phone and called Sheng Jiale.

beep.

The call was quickly connected, and Sheng Jiale's voice came over, "Yu Sheng, are things done?"

"Yes boss, Dead Dragon is dead." Tian Yangsheng said respectfully.

After being attacked by the Death-Death Dragon before, Sheng Jiale returned to the villa and summoned Tian Yangsheng and others, asking the latter to search for the Death-Death Dragon's whereabouts and kill him immediately if found.

"You did a good job, this bastard is finally dead."

Sheng Jiale's voice was filled with the pleasure of revenge.He had been in Hong Kong Island and Haojiang for so long, and Death Dragon was the first person who almost caused an accident to him.

If Tony hadn't rushed over in time that day, he would at least have to pay the price if he wanted to rush out, or he would be injured.

"Anyone who dares to attack the boss should die."

Tian Yangsheng said: "Boss, there is something I need to tell you. When they killed Rotten Dragon, they were very quiet away from Beng Yaju's company, as if they were about to attack Beng Yaju."

Hearing this, Sheng Jiale was slightly surprised, "What a coincidence? So we saved Bengyaju's life."

After thinking about it, Sheng Jiale decided that this matter would be wasted. Although Tian Yangsheng killed the Death Dragon to avenge him, saving Beng Yaju's life was purely an incidental result.

But this does not prevent Sheng Jiale from talking to Beng Yaju about this matter. It is best to let the latter owe him a favor.

"Yangsheng, don't stay there, go back to the villa first."

"Okay, boss." Tian Yangsheng agreed, and drove the truck towards the villa area in the middle of the mountain.

After Sheng Jiale ordered Tian Yangsheng, he turned around and called Beng Yaju.

"Boss Sheng?" Beng Yaju didn't expect Sheng Jiale to call him at this time.

"I heard that your all-out attack on Mo Luo Bing was very successful. You wiped out more than half of his place and killed many of his younger brothers." Sheng Jiale said.

"Hahaha, Mr. Sheng is really well-informed, that's true.

Now I see how arrogant Mo Luobing is, first sweep his place, and then kill him! "

Beng Yaju laughed out loud. Since the attack on Mo Luobing until now, good news came one after another, keeping him in a state of excitement.

"Don't be too happy, Mo Luobing is not a fool, his counterattack is probably on the way."

"Any kind of counterattack, I have already prepared my subordinates. It's fine if Mo Luobing's people don't come, but if they come, they all don't leave." Beng Yaju said nonchalantly.

The Sheng family smiled happily, "You are well prepared, but do you know that you just walked around the gate of hell?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Sheng?" Beng Yaju asked in confusion.

He is obviously fine here, but I don't know why Sheng Jiale would say that he has walked around the gate of hell.

"Mo Luobing sent Death Dragon to assassinate you a long time ago, and just now my people saw him appearing near your company.

At this juncture, Death Dragon appears there. I don’t need to tell him what he wants to do, right? "Sheng Jiale said.

"what!?"

As soon as he heard Sheng Jiale's words, Beng Yaju was immediately startled and subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror of the car, fearing that the figure of Death Dragon would appear in the rearview mirror.

Sheng Jiale heard Beng Yaju's panic and said calmly: "Don't worry, the Death Dragon has been taken care of by my people."

Only then did Beng Yaju heave a sigh of relief, just at that moment, his heart beat almost to the point of his throat.

Even though he was very calm just a second ago, with a look of winning, but when he heard that the dead dragon appeared near the company and was very close to him, he still panicked.

Only then did Beng Yaju remember that when he got into the car at the company, he seemed to have heard a crash. 0
But the distance was too far, so he didn't take it seriously at the time. Thinking about it now, it was probably the sound made by Sheng Jiale's people to deal with the Death Dragon.

Thinking of this, Beng Yaju broke into a cold sweat again.

He was shocked to find that if someone else from Sheng Jiale had not shown up in time, Death Dragon would probably attack him.

At that time, with the eight bodyguards around him, can he stop the Death Dragon?
Beng Yaju had no idea about this question.

"Thank you, Mr. Sheng. I owe you a favor. If you need me in the future, just ask."

Beng Yaju wiped off his cold sweat and said seriously.

What you've been waiting for.

Sheng Jiale smiled and felt that Death Dragon was really worth dying for.

"After Mo Luobing missed this time, he probably won't let it go. Sooner or later he will do it again. Be careful."

Sheng Jiale reminded him that he did not want Beng Yaju to die in the hands of Mo Luobing.

Then his favor will be ruined.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Sheng." Beng Yaju said in a sincere tone.

"Okay, then I won't bother you."

After Sheng Jiale finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He took out a bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass.

Sheng Jiale picked up his wine glass and raised his glass in the direction of Haojiang City, "Death Dragon, you died well."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank all the red wine in the glass.

Sheng Jiale was very happy after getting revenge and gaining favor.

Luwan mansion.

The bodyguard walked up to Mo Luobing and said in a low voice, "Boss, something happened. Brother Long is dead."

"What did you say!!"

Mo Luo jumped up from the sofa with a bang, staring at the bodyguard with a pair of bull's eyes.

"Tell me clearly, who died!?"

The bodyguard lowered his head, not daring to look at Mo Luo Bing, and repeated: "It's Brother Long."

"Fuck you! Whoever kills his rotten dragon, tell me, I'm going to kill that bastard!"

With a distorted expression, Mo Luobing roared.

He was so angry that he felt like a fire was burning in his chest.

"It's not clear who killed Brother Long. There are no witnesses at the scene." The bodyguard replied.

Mo Luobing was even angrier when he heard that, Lan Minglong was his confidant and had followed him for many years, and now he was killed, but he didn't even know who killed him.

"Check it out for me, this matter must be checked!"

Mo Luobing immediately thought of something, "Focus on Beng Yaju's side, I suspect he did it."

Lan Minglong was sent by him to assassinate Beng Yaju, and now that he is dead, he suspects that Beng Yaju probably did it.

"Yes, boss." The bodyguard agreed and exited the room.

As soon as the bodyguard went out, he heard the sound of ping-pong-pong in the room, as if various furniture were hitting the wall.

He shrank his neck and quickened his pace.

10 minute later.

After venting, Mo Luobing also calmed down, the dead dragon is dead, even if he demolishes the mansion, it will not help.

"The top priority is to fight back against Beng Yaju. Only by killing him can I relieve my hatred."

Mo Luobing thought of this, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Mo Luobing? I heard that your venue has been swept away. If you're not busy taking revenge at this time, what are you calling me for?"

The person on the other end of the phone is 14K hall master Luo Sha.

"I called you just to get revenge. Beng Yaju sneaked into my place and caused a heavy loss of 0.4 to my subordinates. Now I'm short of manpower. I want you to lend me some elite men."

Mo Luobing said in a deep voice.

"An elite player? Mo Luobing, I think you have been beaten up," Luosha sneered, "I lent you someone. If something goes wrong then, how will you compensate me? Who will I look for for my loss?" to want?"

"Don't worry about this, as long as you are willing to borrow my manpower, I have the confidence to defeat Beng Yaju."

"So what if you defeat Beng Yaju? It has nothing to do with me. I can't get any benefit." Luo Sha Youzai said.

He is extremely relaxed now, Beng Yaju and Mo Luobing look like they are not going to die, he just watched from the sidelines, no matter who wins or loses, it is a good thing for him.

"Who said there is no benefit, I know you have been coveting the casinos in Beng Yaju's hands for a long time.

As long as you promise to borrow someone, after defeating Beng Yaju, I don't want any of those casinos, I will give them all to you! "

Hearing Mo Luobing's promise, Luo Sha felt a little moved in an instant.

As Mo Luobing said, he is indeed envious of Beng Yaju's casinos. If he can get these casinos, his income will at least double.

Thinking of this, Rosha made a decision, "Okay, I'll lend you some people.

But the ugly words are up front, if Beng Yaju is defeated, it will be easy to say anything.

If you fail, you have to pay me 100 million for every person lost!Nothing less. "

"It's a word."

Morobing agreed without hesitation. (End of chapter)