Chapter 533: God is kind, but Grandpa is not!
Chapter 533: God is kind, but Grandpa is not!
Walking into the room leisurely, Wang Zhijun put the muzzle of the gun into Ye Laoniu's mouth, covered his eyes, and said, "In your next life, be more discerning."
Bang!
One shot in the head.
Xu Tingfan led his troops to Wan Chai, rushed into Ding Ye's house, and hurriedly clasped his fists and shouted: "General Ren, Shenxiantang sent troops to ask Daquanzi to kill Ye Laoniu."
"It's a mess outside. The streets are full of people from the Ge Family Army and Zhongyi Hall."
Chen Qinghua held the teacup in his hand and smiled softly, "The leaders of Zidui were all captured by the police. Without any soldiers, they can't resist. Shenxiantang is wearing official boots and a hat, so he is so good at it."
Xu Tingfan is not as famous as the Five Tiger Generals in the martial arts world, but as the last disciple of Ren Shuai, he is loyal and devoted. He said anxiously: "I will ask the brothers to withdraw to Wan Chai to protect Master Ding. As long as Master Ding is here, the Renzi pile will not fall."
Chen Qinghua nodded slightly and looked outside the house. The night sky was dark without a single star.
As thick as a mountain, dark clouds are pressing down on the sky.
"Tomorrow, it won't be a good day." Chen Qingquan sighed. He has been in the martial arts world for a lifetime, from the chaotic times to the present, and has experienced many ups and downs.
Even if the old loyal bastard chopped off his head, it was no big deal. His family and children had already been sent to Canada. More than 200 thugs wearing T-shirts, holding machetes and iron bars, crowded the front yard of the villa and the road in front of the door.
And more and more Zidui brothers were rushing to the villa by car.
When Tai Po Niu led his troops to surround the Chen family's mansion, there were already more than 500 Renzi gang members, holding their weapons tightly, determined to fight to the death. "Ren Marshal" has been a red stick for ten years and a second-level marshal for thirty-five years. He is second only to the emperor and above ten thousand people. He has accumulated a great reputation and is an idol of the generation.
No matter how bad the bad guys are, they all have respect for him. No matter if it's for the top position, for the gang, or for the boss, they dare to charge and fight!
Da Pu Niu held the machete in his hand and looked at the figure in a long gown on the rooftop of the villa. He couldn't help swallowing and felt very nervous.
This posture is no different from the loyal boys rushing into the field to chop Tang Ge! In the minds of the bad guys of the two major gangs, the two have the same status.
But Ren Shuai took the wrong path. Tonight, he, Da Pu Niu, will kill the last "Second Marshal" of the Number Gang and use the blood of his predecessors to enhance the prestige of the newcomers.
He raised his machete and shouted, "Ye Laoniu shot the dragon head, killed the king and usurped the throne, kill him, Chen Qinghua colluded with the traitor, has no loyalty or righteousness, kill him!"
"The first one to rush through the gate will be awarded a title. The first one to enter the villa will be awarded a title. The one who cuts off Chen Qinghua's head will be awarded a dragon head promise, a double-flowered red stick, and a bunch of others."
At the command, the brothers responded.
"kill!"
"kill!!!"
The brothers of the Yongzi pile had already had their eyes red from the bounty, and upon receiving the order, they immediately rushed into the battle: "Behead Chen Qinghua."
"Take the character Ren over."
More than 800 brothers rushed forward, all with red ribbons tied on their shoulders, and swung their knives vigorously. More than a thousand knifemen clashed together on the road, and it was a bloody battle that had not been seen in Hong Kong for many years.
There was a fierce fight, blood spurted out, and screams were heard everywhere.
Although, under the protection of the gunman, Dabu Niu hid beside the Bentley, smoking a cigarette, and did not go forward to show his skills, Brother Niu knew how to spend money, and his men were really impressive. Some were stabbed several times but still fought, some held bayonets and stabbed several people in succession, and some had their intestines ripped out and their stomachs ripped open, leaving them on the roadside.
"Damn, this is really hard to deal with." Seeing that his brothers had been attacking fiercely for more than ten minutes, with dozens of casualties, and they couldn't even get through the gate, Dapu Niu couldn't help but get anxious. After tonight, if he couldn't deal with Chen Qinghua, it would be difficult to control the Number Gang.
Normally, when a gangster reaches a dead end, his subordinates will surely scatter like monkeys when the tree falls, and run away faster than each other. But Chen Qinghua is not an ordinary gangster, he is the only one who is called "handsome" among all the gangsters, the marshal of the benevolent gang, Chen Qinghua!
"Call for help, let's see who can hold out longer." Dabu Niu angrily slammed the car door and shouted. The younger brother quickly responded, took out his brother's phone and shouted for help.
Soon, several buses carrying more than 200 brothers arrived. The brothers who had been fighting in the front retreated to rest, and the wounded were taken to the hospital by bus.
With the general trend in hand, the Tai Po bulls don't know when to lose. But every time you invest in a brother, you have to spend money. Every minute late, the victory will be a little smaller. Boom.
A muffled thunder sounded, and heavy rain suddenly began to fall in Hong Kong Island at two o'clock in the morning.
Xu Tingfan raised his arm and wiped the blood off his face with his shoulder, then hurried back to the villa, his face full of joy: "Master Ding, the weather is good, it's raining, the Dezidui will not be able to get in."
Chen Qinghua looked up at the raindrops, which were getting heavier and heavier. He was filled with emotion and sighed, "It doesn't matter if the weather is good, but Grandpa is not!"
"God is only for one night, but that grandpa's majesty lasts day and night!"
Dabu Niu was showered by the heavy rain, hammered the roof of the car angrily, and yelled: "Go! Tell the brothers to go back to the car to rest, and quickly ask someone to bring an umbrella."
"Call more people to surround the Chen family villa. We can't get in, and he won't be able to get out."
The next morning, there was heavy fog and drizzle.
Yin Zhaotang woke up in the big bed of his mansion in Tsim Sha Tsui East, looking at the sea surface of Victoria Harbour, the mist and rain rising, and felt that the sky was beautiful. For only a moment, he thought of the street fighting last night.
That was no longer his world.
After washing up, I returned to reality and sat at the dining table, enjoying the shrimp and vegetable porridge cooked by my girlfriend. I pushed open the door with my left hand, put down my umbrella, and greeted with a smile: "Sister-in-law, boss!"
"Sit down and eat together."
Looking at the bags under my left eyes, I can tell that I didn’t sleep well last night.
Zhou Huimin, wearing a home coat, served a bowl of hot porridge and asked with concern: "Would you like a steak?"
Zuo Shou shook his head and refused. Not seeing Jia Hui, he couldn't help but ask, "Where's A Mei?"
"Maria has already sent her to school." Yin Zhaotang replied.
He scooped two mouthfuls of porridge with his left hand and said, "Last night, Ah Hao and the Ge family army wiped out Ye Lao Niu and Chen Qinghua's place. Ah Jun killed Ye Lao Niu and sank his body into the sea. But Da Pu Niu's people didn't break into the Chen family villa. It was raining too hard, so they simply surrounded the villa and stopped fighting."
Yin Zhaotang frowned slightly, with a puzzled look on his face: "Where are the munitions in Dabu Niu's hands? Keep them for having children!"
Zuoshou smiled bitterly: "There are hundreds of benevolent people guarding the door of Chen Qinghua's house. The Tai Po cows dare not use firearms for fear of being stabbed in the spine."
Internal fighting among the same sect, using swords and sticks to decide the winner, no matter how many people die, is useless. Taking out firearms would be suspected of massacre. Dapu Niu wanted to truly rule the Number Gang, so of course he did not dare to use firearms.
It's already daybreak and there are reporters squatting nearby, so it's impossible for them to have guns or cannons.
"now what?"
Zuo Shou said: "Brother Hao has brought people to the scene, and two thousand people surrounded the Chen family. However, Renzidui also came with thousands of people, waiting for the boss to make a decision."
Yin Zhaotang nodded slightly. At least Jiang Hao had successfully cleaned up the place last night, and Wang Zhijun had succeeded again. It was not in vain. It was easy to deal with Chen Qinghua who was resisting stubbornly.
Watching his left hand finish drinking the porridge in the bowl, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go there."
"Boss, I'll go with you." Zuoshou quickly followed, holding an umbrella, and followed the boss's footsteps. When Shahui and others at the door saw the boss coming out, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him: "Mr. Yin, good morning!"
(End of this chapter)