Chapter 32: Duel with Luo Tianhong, Hongtai is in trouble
Chapter 32: Duel with Luo Tianhong, Hongtai is in trouble
The little bully slowly fell behind Luo Tianhong, his eyes wide open, full of unwillingness and astonishment, and it was obvious that he died with his eyes open.
At this point, Wei Jixiang and Xiao Ba Wang, the gold medal fighters sent by Hong Tai to surround and kill Ye Wenxiao, one went to Stanley Prison for further training, and the other was reincarnated in the underworld.
Living together and flying together is a yes.
Luo Tianhong held a toothpick in his mouth and moved his neck nonchalantly, his eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent.
"Brother Xiaosa, right? You are pretty good, worthy of my personal help!"
In a word, very domineering.
Even Ye Wenxiao couldn't help but twitch his lips. In his opinion, Luo Tianhong might not be the best fighter among the seven capitals, but he was definitely the best at pretending.
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Jin and Wang Jianguo quickly protected Ye Wenxiao as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Both of them are masters, and of course they can see that Luo Tianhong is no ordinary person.
"Who are you?" Gao Jin posed and stared at Luo Tianhong.
Luo Tianhong shook his head and said coldly: "I'm sorry, I don't talk to the dead."
His tone was extremely cold, as if Gao Jin in front of him was already a dying man.
After saying that, Luo Tianhong drew his sword and slashed at Gao Jin. The sword was as sharp as the wind and as fast as lightning.
Gao Jin had no weapon in his hands and could only rely on his agility to dodge. He was soon in danger of being slashed by Luo Tianhong.
Although he had the upper hand, Luo Tianhong still felt it was very difficult. He did not expect Gao Jin to be so skilled.
Even if Gao Jin is killed, it will take some effort. If Ye Wenxiao takes the opportunity to launch a sneak attack at this time, he will be in danger.
Luo Tianhong felt a little regretful. He was too careless this time.
"stop!"
A voice sounded, Gao Jin and Luo Tianhong stopped at the same time and looked at Ye Wenxiao together.
"Good skills! If I'm not mistaken, you are Lian Haolong's top assassin Hong. Zhong Xinyi's territory is all in Tsim Sha Tsui, why did you come to Yau Ma Tei to trouble me?"
Ye Wenxiao's eyes fell on Luo Tianhong
"Someone paid money to buy your life, so I'm here to take your life."
Luo Tianhong answered crisply. He never liked to beat around the bush when speaking, but rather spoke directly, just like his sword, sharp and direct.
Ye Wenxiao frowned. He knew without thinking that Luo Tianhong was invited by Shezaiming.
"So, this means that there will be a fight to the death between us?"
Luo Tianhong turned his head, thought for a moment and said, "That's the logic."
"In that case, I'll give you a chance to fight me one-on-one. Life and death are up to fate."
Ye Wenxiao thought for a moment and said.
The little stutterer at the side suddenly showed a worried look. She had finally found a big boss who could protect her, and she didn't want Ye Wenxiao to fail so soon.
He can fight and protect others, he is definitely the prince charming for a little girl like her.
"Brother Xiaosha, what's the point of talking to this gangster? Why don't we just go up and beat him up together?" Little Stutter suggested.
"you shut up!"
Ye Wenxiao glared at the stutterer fiercely, and the latter was so frightened that he immediately shut up.
Hearing this, Luo Tianhong's face was slightly surprised, and a hint of curiosity about Ye Wenxiao appeared in his eyes.
"why?"
The opponent clearly had the advantage, but was willing to challenge him one-on-one, which made it hard for Luo Tianhong not to be suspicious.
"When the little bully came to kill me just now, didn't you also not do anything?"
Ye Wenxiao chuckled, with a bit of ease and confidence in his smile.
"Brother Xiaosha, right? I accept the favor. No matter who wins or loses, I will tell you who wants to buy your life." For a martial arts fanatic like Luo Tianhong, hearing the truth in the morning is not a big deal. Being able to have a fair fight with a top master like Ye Wenxiao is what he has always dreamed of.
What's more, the opponent is also a master of swordsmanship, so it can be said that he is a worthy match.
Ever since Luo Tianhong's swordsmanship reached perfection, there have been few gold medal fighters on the road who can be his match, which makes him feel how lonely it is to be invincible.
If he didn't want to fight Lian Haolong to the death, he wouldn't have stayed in Zhong Xinyi like a short mule.
Ye Wenxiao nodded: "Okay! This is not the place, let's go to the rooftop."
Soon, Ye Wenxiao and Luo Tianhong stood on the rooftop facing each other.
The autumn wind is howling and murderous intent is rampant, as if a peerless swordsman is about to stage a ultimate showdown.
At the same time, in an abandoned construction site shrouded in darkness, the dim lights were emitting a dark glow, and Sang Bo roughly tied the prince to a pillar.
"Brother Prince, you never thought that you would have this day." Sang Bo slapped the prince's head, which was swollen like a pig, and mocked him viciously.
The prince's face was filled with fear. "Sangbo, what do you want?"
Sang Bo sneered, "How about it? Of course, let the prince have a taste of what it's like to be miserable, hehehe."
Snapped!
As he said that, Sangbo picked up the whip beside him and whipped the prince hard.
Before Sangbo could whip him for the fifth time, the prince, whose skin was torn and flesh was exposed, became obedient: "Brother Sangbo, spare me, I will agree to whatever you say!"
"is it?"
Sang Bo stretched out his hand and grabbed the prince's crotch, then clenched his palm. The sadness of his testicles made the prince roll his eyes in pain.
"If you don't want to die, call your father now and ask him to prepare 20 million to ransom me." Sang Bo sneered.
At this time, the main hall of Hongtai Yau Ma Tei.
Uncle Mei had a gloomy face. A group of elders sat on both sides. The atmosphere in the meeting room was solemn and no one dared to speak.
Just now, the news came that Hongtai’s flag-planting attempt had failed, which made Hongtai’s leader Chen Mei extremely angry.
"The rich family of Yan! Little Overlord and Wei Jixiang are both losers, useless! With so many people, they can't even take over two streets!"
Finally, the club’s elder Bao Rong couldn’t help but curse.
Another elder, the fat man, nodded in agreement: "I've known for a long time that these young men are unreliable. At the critical moment, we old guys have to take action!"
Uncle Mei gnashed his teeth in anger: "This is not the most troublesome thing. I just received news that some idiot reported the factory that hid the powder in Mong Kok to the police, causing us to lose tens of millions."
"what!"
All the veterans of Hongtai were horrified, because this was all their hard-earned money, their pension dividend money.
"It includes the family fortune! Who on earth is this traitor? I'll skin him alive after I find out who he is!"
"Fuck your mother! All the scoundrels in the society should be investigated!"
"Where's the prince? Hasn't he always been in charge of the factory? Now that something has gone wrong, he should come forward and give an explanation."
The elders were arguing with each other.
"enough!"
Uncle Mei was also very depressed. Such a big thing had happened, but his son was nowhere to be found, which really made him worried.
Before he could think of how to teach the prince a lesson, the phone rang.
"Dad, save me, I've been kidnapped"
The prince's crying voice was heard over the phone, and the entire conference room fell silent.
The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. What bad luck! Hongtai was in a state of emergency.
(End of this chapter)