Hong Kong Comprehensive: The Rise of the King

Chapter 401 One move difference

Greyhound suddenly pulled out a machete from his coat, and knocked the dwarf mule who had just injured him to the ground with his backhand. He roared at the winding, dark alleys around him:

"Zhao, who are you? Get out here right now. You have the guts to wield a knife, but don't you have the guts to come out and meet people?"

"Humph."

At this moment, a cold snort sounded, and the originally silent, dark and deep alley suddenly became lively. Pairs of eyes that seemed to be able to emit light in the darkness appeared, and then groups of men with fierce faces, wearing black suits, all of them burly and strong, appeared.

After seeing this scene, Greyhound frowned immediately. He knew that he was surrounded and something bad was going to happen.

"Who are you?"

Greyhound held the machete in his hand. Although he knew that he was surrounded and might die here today, he was still not afraid and his face was fierce and cold.

At this moment, Greyhound saw a familiar figure. This figure was more sturdy and strong than the thugs around him. He looked very ordinary, but the muscles all over his body were extremely exaggerated and at the same time had a certain beauty.

"What's wrong Greyhound? Have you forgotten me because it's been so long?"

"Prince."

After seeing this figure, Greyhound's expression suddenly changed, because the man in front of him was none other than the prince of Hongxing. When it came to bravery and single combat, Greyhound had never been afraid of anyone, except the prince.

The prince is known as the God of War of Hongxing. He is obsessed with martial arts and his pair of iron fists are superb. Greyhound has no confidence that he can defeat the prince.

Greyhound narrowed his eyes and said to the prince in a very cold voice:

"I am no longer a member of Hongxing. I am now a member of Lei Yaoyang of Dongxing. Are you trying to provoke a fight?"

These words were the only life-saving talisman in Greyhound's hand, but they were useless. The prince sneered with a mocking expression on his face:

"I don't care where you are from. I brought people here today to clean up the mess."

"You really deserve the title of Greyhound. Lei Yaoyang threw a bone to you and you just licked it. Haha, it's really beautiful."

After hearing what the prince said, Greyhound immediately knew that the other party was coming for his life, so he stopped talking nonsense, shouted, jumped up, and waved the machete in his hand:

"Zhao, you bastard, even if I die, I will take you with me."

This sentence also became Greyhound's last words. He had no chance to rush in front of the prince at all. His younger brothers had already been standing behind Greyhound, waiting for an opportunity to strike. The moment Greyhound decided to attack, a cold light flashed, and a machete appeared on his head. His life was gone in an instant.

Sunset.

Lei Yaoyang paced back and forth in the room, his face full of panic and anxiety, a cigarette burning in his mouth, his expression extremely ferocious.

"boom."

Lei Yaoyang suddenly threw the glass in his hand to the ground. The scarlet wine stained the white carpet and Lei Yaoyang's angry face:

"Zhao, it's fine that Da Mi didn't come back, but how come such a long time has passed and even Greyhound hasn't come back yet? Did they both run into a ghost or get caught by the police?"

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a younger brother rushed over and shouted loudly:
"Boss, this is bad. We found Greyhound's body in the alley behind us."

"What."

After hearing what the younger brother said, Lei Yaoyang's face turned pale, his teeth were about to break, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the younger brother's collar, and shouted angrily:
"What's going on? Why is this happening?"

"Quick, take me to see it."

Ten minutes later, the younger brother led Lei Yaoyang to the alley.

I saw a man sitting on a box in the alley, it was Greyhound.

Greyhound's death was extremely tragic. There was a bloody wound the size of a bowl on his head. His whole body was covered in blood that dripped onto the ground, dyeing the entire alley red. From the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was full of anger before he died.

"Damn clamp."

When Lei Yaoyang saw the greyhound's corpse, his eyes widened like bells and he roared to the sky.

At this moment, the phone in Lei Yaoyang's pocket vibrated:
"Zhao, who would call me at this time?"

Although Lei Yaoyang's voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, he finally answered the phone. Before Lei Yaoyang started talking, a deep voice came from the phone. Lei Yaoyang immediately recognized that the person who spoke was Sheng Jiale.
"Lei Yaoyang, I know you are looking for Da Mi now. If you want to meet Da Mi, then come to the Hey Boxing Arena in Saigon."

After saying this, Sheng Jiale on the other end of the phone hung up.

"Blank."

Lei Yaoyang roared, the phone in his hand creaked, his face was solemn, his eyes were full of anger, his face flushed, looking at the extremely miserable death of the greyhound in front of him, coupled with what Sheng Jiale had just said on the phone, Lei Yaoyang gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of fierce fire:
"Well, Sheng Jiale, this matter has nothing to do with you, but you still intervene."

Lei Yaoyang really didn't expect that Sheng Jiale would actually intervene in this matter. Logically speaking, the matter between him and Jiang Tiansheng was a complete mess, and no one would be willing to get involved.

Although the benefits involved are huge, the risks involved are also greater. Once you stand with one side, you will inevitably come into conflict with the other side. However, Lei Yaoyang did not expect that Sheng Jiale did not take these concerns seriously at all.

Thinking of this, Lei Yaoyang could only sigh, his face gloomy, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his face, looking a little bleak, and waved to his younger brother Huazai who followed behind him:
"Come here and take care of the greyhound's body for me. If it's left here for too long, it might attract the police."

"Also, go get the guys and warm up my car. I'm going to the Hey Boxing Arena in Saigon."

Lei Yaoyang and Da Mi are not only friends, but also partners. At this critical moment, Lei Yaoyang absolutely cannot do without Da Mi.

Sheng Jiale called him. Lei Yaoyang thought that Da Mi was most likely still alive and was not in any serious danger. He had to go to Sheng Jiale and rescue Da Mi.

"Yes, boss."

After receiving Lei Yaoyang's order, the younger brothers around him began to work swiftly, and the greyhound's body was quickly put into a sack and dragged away for disposal.

On the other side, Huazai had already driven the heated car to the door, waiting for Lei Yaoyang.

At this time, Lei Yaoyang had returned to his hall. In the room, Lei Yaoyang had a cigar in his mouth, his face was cold, like the eternal frost, without a trace of emotion. The wine glass on the table was filled with bright red wine, but Lei Yaoyang did not taste it.

"Click, click."

The sound continued to ring out in the room. In Lei Yaoyang's hand was a black firearm, and he was loading bullets into the firearm.

"Sheng Jiale, since you've gotten yourself into this mess, don't even think about getting out of here cleanly."

"If you want to deal with me, you have to leave something behind."

"Click." After all the bullets were loaded, Lei Yaoyang put the black firearm into the pocket of his black suit. No trace could be seen from the outside. He walked out with a sneer on his face.

Back in time.

In Qiangsheng Group, Sheng Jiale put down the phone in his hand, sat leisurely on his sofa, took out a cigar from the cigarette box on the table, cut it with a click, slid a match to light it, puffed out a cloud of smoke, pressed the pager on the table, and called a small brother:

"Today we have an important guest who will come to the black boxing arena in Saigon. You should take some people there to get ready."

After hearing Sheng Jiale's words, the younger brother immediately bowed and replied:
"Yes, boss."

"Okay, go down and get ready."

Sheng Jiale waved his hand, and the younger brother immediately retreated. Then Sheng Jiale picked up the teacup in front of his desk, which was filled with the best Longjing tea. He took a sip, and a feeling of comfort and joy immediately permeated his whole body.

Holding the tea in one hand, he picked up his phone with the other hand again, quickly pressed a few numbers on it and dialed.

In Jiang Tiansheng's villa, Jiang Tiansheng was constantly processing the documents in his hands. Countless men in suits were coming in and out of his room, conveying the orders issued by Jiang Tiansheng.

As the leader of a large society, Jiang Tiansheng is extremely busy with his daily affairs, especially now that a traitor has appeared in the society. After dealing with Fatty Li, the society has become even more uneasy. At the beginning, everyone shared a common hatred of the enemy and went to hunt down Fatty Li's former subordinates.

But now a problem arises. That is, Fatty Li is the leader of a gang, and this position is now vacant, so someone has to take it.

Such a big piece of cake can only be enjoyed by one person, so it will attract countless people to flock to it.

In addition, the relationship between Hongxing and Tung Sing is already full of gunpowder, and it can be ignited and start a war at any time.

There are many people on the street who are waiting for the moment when the war starts. Fortunately, there are storms inside, and these are exactly what give Jiang Tiansheng a headache, and the source of them is the East Star Thunder Tiger Lei Yaoyang whom he hates.

"Now I hope that Mr. Sheng can get rid of Lei Yaoyang as soon as possible."

"This matter has become more and more serious now. At night, even if we want to stop, it may be too late."

"Ugh."

Jiang Tiansheng sighed tiredly, put down the documents in his hand, poured himself a glass of 1982 Lafite, pressed the Qingming acupoint, and looked helpless.

Although Tung Sing and Hung Hing were extremely unhappy with each other, neither Luotuo nor Jiang Tiansheng wanted to go to war with each other. They could tolerate minor fights among their subordinates, and even if they seized a piece of territory, it was nothing. That was your ability, and at worst I could take it back.

It can be said that the two sides maintained an absolute tacit understanding, but this tacit understanding was broken by the sudden appearance of Lei Yaoyang. Not only did he eliminate the other party's confidant, he even planned to assassinate Jiang Tiansheng, the leader of the society. Things have developed to this point. Even if the two sides no longer want to go to war, it is impossible. There is no room for compromise or tolerance in such a matter.

The only possibility to resolve the matter in the early stage is to eliminate the culprit, Lei Yaoyang, the Thunder Tiger. Otherwise, the longer it is delayed, the louder the voices in the society who want to start a war will be, and by then it will really be out of control.

At this moment, the phone rang. Jiang Tiansheng picked up the phone and asked the caller:
"Hello? Who is that?"

On the other end of the phone, Sheng Jiale shook the teacup in his hand, with a very indifferent smile on his lips, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Jiang, are you free tonight?"

"I want to take you to see a big show. The leading actor of this show is the famous East Star Thunder Tiger, Lei Yaoyang."

After hearing what Sheng Jiale said, the gloomy look on Jiang Tiansheng's face was immediately swept away. His originally dim eyes were suddenly filled with excitement. The smile on his lips could not be reduced. He was extremely excited:

"Mr. Sheng invited me to watch a play, so of course I couldn't refuse. Moreover, the leading actor of this play is very famous, so of course I have to go and show my support."

Night falls.

The night is very dark today. There are no stars or moonlight in the sky, but you can hear gusts of wind passing by your ears. It seems extremely scary, desolate and secluded.

If it weren't for the lights and hustle and bustle of the city, everyone would have thought this was a cemetery, some haunted place.

The real identity of this place is Saigon's Hey Boxing Casino. After all, to run an underground black boxing casino, one needs a hidden geographical location while being able to attract enough customers.

At this moment, a light shone towards this side, and a black luxury car was seen driving towards this side with many vans following behind it.

“Is this the Hey Quan Casino in Saigon?”

Lei Yaoyang got out of the black limousine, a cigar burning fiercely in the corner of his mouth, and asked Huazai beside him.

Huazi nodded and gave Lei Yaoyang an affirmative answer.

Lei Yaoyang snorted coldly, then waved his hand and asked all the men in the car to get out and take control of all the weapons.

At this time, a short mule appeared in front of Lei Yaoyang and said in a neutral voice:

"Mr. Lei Yaoyang, our boss is waiting for you downstairs."

After the four dwarfs finished speaking, they turned around and walked towards the entrance of the Heyquan Casino without waiting for Lei Yaoyang's reply. Liu Haoyang also waved to the younger brothers around him, indicating that they should follow.

When they reached the door, a dwarf man worked on it for a while before opening it. Lei Yaoyang led a group of younger brothers behind him and followed silently without saying anything. After walking up a flight of stairs, Lei Yaoyang's eyes suddenly opened and he saw the interior of the Heyquan Casino.

The area inside this Heyquan Casino is very large, at least thousands of square meters. There is no luxurious decoration in the casino. It is basically just a big hole dug at the bottom and reinforced with cement.

It’s not that this casino cannot withstand renovation, but the atmosphere of a place like Hey Quan Casino is all about wildness, and guests come here just to watch wild, bloody and violent fights.

That kind of luxurious decoration would be out of tune with the atmosphere here. It would be enough to provide a few luxurious rooms at high places to support the enjoyment of those special guests.

Places like this can be said to make a fortune every day, it's a den of infamy, especially at night. It should be filled with sounds of fighting and cheering, but at this moment it was eerily quiet. Not far away stood two figures, they were Sheng Jiale and Jiang Tiansheng.

Neither party spoke when they met, but the air was already filled with gunpowder, ready to explode.

Lei Yaoyang's eyes swept over Jiang Tiansheng, and then moved to Sheng Jiale beside him, his voice extremely low:
"Mr. Sheng, although we have spoken on the phone before, this is the first time we have met in real life. I really didn't expect that someone like you would be willing to intervene in our mess."

"But none of this matters anymore. Where is Da Mi?"

Sheng Jiale did not immediately answer Lei Yaoyang's words, but took out a cigar from his arms, cut it open, lit it, took a deep puff, exhaled the smoke, stamped his feet, and said lightly:
"You need to find Da Mi. He's down there."

"I like to do good things to the end. I called you here just to send you down to meet him."

After Sheng Jiale finished speaking, the lights on the ceiling of the Heyquan Casino suddenly turned on. Only then did Lei Yaoyang realize that he had been surrounded. Sheng Jiale and Jiang Tiansheng had been planning this for a long time.

Even if Lei Yaoyang brought out all the younger brothers in his gang, at just a glance, he could see that the number of the black-clothed burly men surrounding him was at least twice the number of the younger brothers he brought with him.

This situation would have been a desperate one for most people, but Lei Yaoyang's face showed no emotion at all. He smiled faintly, looking somewhat evil:
"It seems that I am one step behind." (End of this chapter)

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