Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

Listening to Sheng Jiale's words, Feihong was stunned for a moment.

"What? Didn't you understand what I said?" Sheng Jiale's voice turned cold.

Feihong shuddered and said quickly, "I understand, I understand. I will tell King Ming right away. I believe he will make the right decision."

A faint "hmm" came from the speaker, and then the call was hung up.

"This is not a choice at all, it's clearly a threat."

Feihong looked at the phone that had ended the call and shook his head.

It can be seen from the ultimatum given by Sheng Jiale that he did not take the Daquan Gang seriously at all. They were like ants blocking the road, which could either be forced to flee or be crushed to death.

"Forget it. It's none of my business anyway. I'll just pass this message on to King Ming as it is."

After thinking for a moment, Feihong sighed, picked up his phone and dialed Ming Wang's number.

Now he is an outsider, and no matter what happens in Tsz Wan Shan, it has nothing to do with him and the Changle Gang.

The call was answered quickly.

"Ming Wang, it's me."

"Why, have you called Sheng Jiale?" asked King Ming.

"Yes."

Feihong organized his words and continued, "I told Sheng Jiale about it, and he gave me a reply."

"Oh? What did he say?"

"Sheng Jiale said that he gave you two choices: either evacuate Tsz Wan Shan, or the Big Circle Gang will disappear from now on."

Feihong repeated Sheng Jiale's words, trying to speak in a gentle tone as he was afraid of irritating King Ming.

But the next moment, Ming Wang's roar was heard coming from the other end of the phone.

"This is too much. Sheng Jiale is too arrogant. Does he really think he can defeat my big gang?"

"King Ming, don't be so excited..." Feihong couldn't help but want to persuade him.

"You don't have to say anything. I know Sheng Jiale's attitude."

Ming Wang interrupted directly: "I want to see if this powerful dragon can make the Big Circle Gang disappear. He is really arrogant."

After saying that, Ming Wang hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone on his phone, Feihong sighed again.

Ming Wang returned to Tsz Wan Shan with a rage and called his trusted subordinate Dao Zaihua over.

"Go gather the men immediately, call all the brothers, and assign the weapons."

"Boss, are we going to start a fight?"

Daozihua swallowed and asked.

Ming Wang slapped the table and said angrily, "Ma Desheng Jiale is too bullying. He forced us to evacuate Tsz Wan Shan. Otherwise, he will make the Big Circle Gang disappear."

"It was obviously Qiangsheng Group that destroyed our place first. What right did they have to do that?" Daozihua yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Sheng Jiale thinks he can beat us, but I want to see whether he has better teeth or our Big Circle Gang is tougher."

King Ming ordered: "Make it clear to the brothers below that we have no way out. We must hurt the Qiangsheng Group this time and let them know the price of dealing with us."

"Yes, don't worry, sir."

Dao Zaihua walked out quickly.

Ming Wang was the only one left in the room. He sat on the sofa, and the afterglow of the evening shone in from outside and fell in front of him.

The anger on King Ming's face gradually subsided, and was replaced by some worry.

He is not a fool. Although he has decided to fight Sheng Jiale head-on, he is also aware that there is a gap between the strength of the Daquan Gang and the Qiangsheng Group.

King Ming never expected to defeat the powerful group. All he wanted was to repel the powerful group in Tsz Wan Shan.

As long as the Qiangsheng Group understands that it will cost a huge price to drive out the Daquan Gang, there will be room for negotiation, and he can also take the opportunity to put forward some other demands.

For example, using a street in the urban area of ​​Hong Kong Island to exchange for the territory of the Big Circle Gang.

King Ming is not an old stubborn man who doesn't know how to adapt. If Sheng Jiale also uses territory to exchange, he will definitely evacuate with his men, just like the Changle Gang.

but.

Sheng Jiale took a tough stance and just asked the Daquan Gang to leave. As for how the gang would survive or maintain in the future, he didn't even mention these.

Without Tsz Wan Shan, the Big Circle Gang would have no way of gaining a foothold.

Other areas of Hong Kong Island have long been divided up by various social gangs, so how could the Big Circle Gang be allowed to get a piece of the pie?

Moreover, the composition of the Big Circle Gang is quite complex; most of them are from mainland China and have no roots in Hong Kong Island.

King Ming had no way to retreat, so he had no choice but to fight a tough battle with the Qiangsheng Group.

Of course, Ming Wang actually still has some confidence in his heart. He has come to where he is today through fighting bravely, and he still has blood in his veins. He has to fight to know who will win and who will lose.

That night, in the early hours of the morning.

Tsz Wan Shan is extremely desolate during the day and even quieter at night. There is no pedestrian on the street, only the lonely street lamp.

But there are exceptions. Tonight, Changping Street is no longer as peaceful as before.

On one side of the street, a group of people were walking slowly.

Walking in the front were Ming Wang and Dao Zaihua. After preparation, they had called all the people they could, and gathered more than 600 people in total.

Behind the two men, a group of short men followed, holding machetes or baseball bats in their hands.

Although these people were dressed differently and had different heights, weights and bodies, more than 600 people walking together still gave people an unusual sense of oppression.

"Boss, people are here."

Dao Zaihua had good eyesight and was the first to notice the figure on the other side of the road.

King Ming looked over and saw two figures approaching not far from them.

Feiji was wearing a black cycling suit, holding a hatchet in his hand, with an indifferent expression.

Ah Heng, the scimitar man standing aside, was still dressed in white, looking extremely handsome. The scimitar kept turning in his palm, with a murderous look on his face.

"Just the two of them?"

Prince Ming was slightly stunned. He recognized Feiji and Ah Heng. "Are they going to have a one-on-one meeting?"

But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps, getting closer and closer.

"Boss, this is bad. The Qiangsheng Group has ambushed people around here."

Dao Zaihua's exclamation made Ming Wang understand what had happened, but it was too late.

In the darkness, a large number of strong men in black suits appeared and rushed over with knives raised high.

“Why are there so many people?”

After just a quick glance, Ming Wang was immediately shocked.

He had investigated and found that there were not many people from the powerful group entering Tsz Wan Shan, so he was confident that he could do it.

But now, the Qiangsheng Group's ambush personnel clearly outnumber theirs.

The situation did not allow King Ming to be surprised. The people of Qiangsheng Group were well-trained and all of them were elite. The two sides collided in the blink of an eye.

But just like the waves hitting the rocks, in just a moment, a large number of people from the Big Circle Gang fell.

These short mules from the Big Circle Gang may have no problem with being violent and aggressive, but they cannot be considered cooperative at all.

This kind of large-scale fight is often extremely chaotic, with everyone fighting with all their might, and it just depends on who has more manpower.

But the Qiangsheng Group is different. All its members are trained, working in teams of three or more, and advancing steadily.

Like a sharp knife, it penetrated into the body of the Big Circle Gang.

In just half a minute, all the members of the outer circle gang fell down.

The gap in strength between the two sides was so great that it could not be made up, and the Big Circle Gang was at a numerical disadvantage, so there was no possibility of a comeback.

"Boss, this won't work. Our people can't handle it. These people are too powerful."

Dao Zaihua was frightened. It was the first time he had seen such a scene. The usual gunfights seemed like playing house compared to today's.

"Why panic?"

Ming Wang scolded him. He pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was very surprised in his heart.

"We haven't lost yet. As long as we can hold on through this wave, we still have a chance..."

As Ming Wang said this, he was about to take Dao Zaihua to fight the Qiangsheng Group, but he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that two figures on the other side of the street moved.

Of course, Airplane and Machete Ahhen would not just stand there and watch. They were both bloodthirsty and warmongering people and would not miss such a good opportunity to take action.

"The young one is mine, and the old one is yours."

Scimitar Ah Heng said something and rushed towards Dao Zai Hua. "Fuck."

Feiji grumbled, somewhat dissatisfied with Ah Heng's action of throwing Ming Wang to him, but the Big Circle Gang still had a lot of people, so he didn't care.

Holding the short-handled axe tightly, Feiji took a big step and rushed towards Ming Wang.

"So fast."

When Ming Wang noticed the plane, the latter had almost reached him.

The short-handled axe cut through the air and chopped down from top to bottom with a sharp scream.

Ming Wang subconsciously raised his arm and wanted to block with the Kan Dao.

But as the old saying goes, young and strong people are more powerful than warriors.

When Ming Wang was young, he might have been able to fight off a few moves with the airplane, but now his physical strength is not as good as before, and he couldn't block the axe at all.

The axe that was used to split Huashan Mountain smashed down, knocking Ming Wang's sword away, and then hit the latter's shoulder with the remaining force.

puff.

The metal made a dull sound as it pierced into flesh.

This was followed by a snapping sound.

The bones covered with flesh and blood were also broken, and a large amount of blood gushed out, splashing all over the plane's head and face.

After just one encounter, one of Ming Wang's arms was knocked off at the shoulder.

The sturdy arm fell to the ground and bounced twice, like a fish struggling to get ashore.

Ming Wang looked at the arm on the ground and was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe this fact.
Until the next moment, a sharp pain surged into my heart.

"my hand."

Ming Wang held the wound on his shoulder, apparently trying to stop the gushing blood, but it was obviously futile.

The wound was as big as a bowl. Not only could it not be covered with hands, but even if it was sent to the hospital, it was unclear whether the bleeding could be stopped.

The arteries exposed to the air kept spurting blood out like a broken water pipe.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of milliliters of blood are lost.

After losing so much blood, Ming Wang felt extremely dizzy in addition to the pain. The strength in his body was quickly dissipating.

He staggered two steps, could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground.

The whole person fell into a pool of his own blood.

Feiji let out a sinister laugh and raised the short-handled axe again. The sharp edge of the blade flashed coldly under the street light.

"What are you going to do..." Ming Wang was panicked and no longer had his previous calmness.

"I'll send you on your way. Be careful in your next life and don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with."

After the plane finished speaking, the axe chopped down fiercely.

Ming Wang had no chance to dodge and was hit directly on the head.

There was a click.

Even a hard skull cannot stop an axe blade.

"Tsk, the old thing is useless."

Feiji took the axe from Ming Wang's head, shook off the blood, and muttered.

Killing Ming Wang wasn't even a warm-up for the airplane, and it wasn't satisfying at all.

Fortunately, there are still many members of the Big Circle Gang here, enough for him to move around.

"Boss."

On the side, Daozihua, who witnessed the death of Ming Wang, shouted at the top of his lungs.

He was loyal and immediately wanted to rush over and fight the plane.

But he had just taken a step when he was stopped by Scimitar Ahhen.

"Where are you going? Your opponent is me."

As Ah Heng spoke, he turned the scimitar in his hand and stabbed Daozihua's lower abdomen from bottom to top at a sinister angle.

Daozihua reacted quickly and blocked the attack with his knife in his backhand.

"interesting."

Although his attack was blocked, Machete Ahhen was not angry at all. Instead, he became even more excited.

If the opponent is not strong enough, it will be boring to kill him, just like an airplane.

The two men fought each other, the scimitars and the knives kept colliding, and the sound of metal clashing was heard.

Close combat is extremely dangerous because the two sides are too close to each other and there is not much room to dodge.

You must block every attack from your opponent. Failure will mean death.

Daozihua did a good job in this regard. He fought with Wandao Ahheng for a long time without getting hurt, and he blocked every attack firmly.

Although the two sides seem to be evenly matched on the scene, only Dao Zaihua himself knows the real situation.

His forehead and back were soaked with sweat, which was caused by the fear he had from walking on the brink of death time and time again.

After blocking so many sword strikes in a row, Dao Zaihua initially thought it was due to his own strength, but he soon realized that it was clearly Machete Ah Heng who did it on purpose.

Ah Heng had the chance to kill the victim many times, but he still didn't do it, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Dao Zaihua looked at the wanton smile on Ah Heng's face and confirmed his guess, but he was unable to do anything. He could do nothing except trying his best to block the attack.

"Stop playing around. There are still so many people left. Get rid of them quickly and don't delay the boss's work."

Feiji knocked down three or four members of the Big Circle Gang. He turned around and found that Wandao Ah Heng was still there fighting with Daozihua, and he couldn't help but shout.

"I see. It just so happens that I've had enough fun."

When Ah Heng the Scimitar heard the airplane's reminder, he suddenly increased the speed of his hands, and his scimitar cut through the air, wiping towards Dao Zai Hua's neck like a ghost.

Faced with the sudden increase in speed of the knife, Daozihua wanted to block it, but his body could not keep up.

Previously, Wandao Ahheng was just joking, but now he is serious. Daozaihua realizes how big the gap in strength between the two is.

puff.

The blade cut open the trachea.

Dao Zaihua knelt on the ground, holding his throat tightly with both hands, but the blood still flowed out from between his fingers.

"Ho ho ho..."

Dao Zaihua seemed to want to say something, but his trachea was cut open, and all his words turned into meaningless gurgling sounds.

But Machete Ah Heng ignored him and turned around to pounce on the other members of the Big Circle Gang.

After holding on for a few minutes, Daozihua's eyes dimmed and he stopped breathing.

Since Ming Wang and Dao Zaihua were both killed, the defeat of the Daquan Gang continued until the end.

The confused dwarf mules fought each other, but were quickly divided and devoured by the elite of the powerful group.

From the beginning to the end, the Big Circle Gang was unable to organize itself in front of the powerful group and was always at an absolute disadvantage, being beaten and fleeing in panic.

More than 600 people were like a swarm of flies. After the first wave of people fell, the remaining people lost the courage to fight. They dropped their weapons and turned around and ran away.

In just over ten minutes, the Qiangsheng Group completely defeated the Daquan Gang.

Airplane and Machete Ahhen had no intention of killing them all. They each killed some people and after satisfying their desire, they let most of the members escape.

After all, there are more than 600 people. If they were all killed, even Raymond would not be able to suppress them.

As the Big Circle Gang fled, Changping Street became peaceful again.

The only things left on the streets were the bodies of those who had died due to bad luck, and those who were injured and unable to escape.

The losses of the Qiangsheng Group were small, with most of the injuries being minor, and they were now bandaging each other.

The Qiangsheng Group is experienced in large-scale armed fights and had prepared medicines and bandages in advance.

"Clean this place up and don't cause trouble for the cleaners."

Feiji gave an order and picked a group of people to deal with the bodies.

As for the injured members of the Big Circle Gang, no one cared about them and left them wailing there.

"Now I feel comfortable. I finally had enough. I can sleep well tonight."

Machete Ahhen stretched.

"Who says it's not?" Feiji nodded in agreement. (End of this chapter)