mtl008 Chapter 159 Please enter the urn
Chapter 159 Please enter the urn
Tian Yangsheng replied, "According to your instructions, Brother Peng, all 300 elite fighters in Yau Ma Tei will assemble."
"In addition, there are several hundred younger brothers, all of whom were drawn from various venues. They all have at least one or two large-scale horse racing experiences."
"Everything is ready, all in the trunk of the car, ready to go at any time."
After listening to Tian Yangsheng's report, Zhou Shengpeng nodded.
Next, Long Haired Three Eagles, Thirteenth Sister, Airplane and Greyhound also reported the situation on their side.
"Tonight is the largest battle we've ever faced, and it's sure to be brutal."
"But your strength is clear before us. I believe in your ability to win beautifully."
Zhou Shengpeng looked at everyone with a serious expression, encouraging everyone.
"Boss, we are gangsters. We have been through hell and the police station for a long time. We have our heads on our belts."
"It doesn't matter how big or small the event is, or how many people there are. As long as you give the order, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, we will charge forward!"
Greyhound patted his chest and immediately expressed his loyalty with a very determined look in his eyes.
Others might say this as nice words, but when it comes to Greyhound, Zhou Shengpeng believes that it is 100% sincere.
"Greyhound, you don't have to go through fire and water. Although this operation is somewhat dangerous, everything is under control."
"As long as everyone follows the established plan, everything will go very smoothly."
Zhou Shengpeng smiled slightly and continued to make arrangements:
"Ah Sheng, you five brothers and sisters will lead the men to Jordan Street and capture Jordan for me during the chaos."
"Airplane, Greyhound, Thirteenth Sister, Long Hair, and Three Eagles, the rest of you go to Tsim Sha Tsui and assist Axe Jun to keep all of Lin Huaile's men behind."
"Finally, I still say the same thing, let's do something big and let the whole world see whether I, Kunpeng, am a true Double Flower Red Stick!"
Zhou Shengpeng is in high spirits.
“It’s the boss!”
Airplane, Greyhound and others were even more excited.
It doesn't look like he's going to kill anyone, it's more like he's going to rob money.
After giving instructions to everyone, Zhou Shengpeng just walked out the door and saw Wuying, who was punished by him to sell fish balls, hiding behind the door and smiling at him flatteringly.
"Pu, your mother, why don't you go out and sell fish balls in broad daylight? Instead, you're pretending to be a ghost here. You're scaring people to death!"
As soon as Zhou Shengpeng pushed the door open, he saw a fly close to his face. He was startled and couldn't help cursing.
"hey-hey."
Wuying touched the back of his head and laughed dryly twice.
Then he flattered, "Brother Peng, everyone says that my ancestors' graves are filled with smoke, so I can follow a boss as shrewd and sharp as you."
"I heard that the brothers are going to plant their flag in Jordan to support the Axe Army in Tsim Sha Tsui. If this battle is over, the whole of Hong Kong Island will be shaken. How powerful!"
Wuying kept complimenting and praising Zhou Shengpeng, his eyes full of envy and yearning.
"Diao, come on, let's talk. You're running out of fish balls to sell, right?"
Of course Zhou Shengpeng knew what Wuying wanted to do. He just wanted to get involved and didn't want to sell fish balls anymore.
"Lao Ding, I'm such a close friend of yours, but I'm selling fish balls on the street. The urban management is coming. Should I run or not?"
"Run away! People say I'm a gangster. I'm so careless that the police are chasing me."
"If you don't run, you've wasted the day!"
"Selling fish balls really doesn't suit my style. I should be carrying a knife and charging into battle. That's more impressive."
The fly had a bitter face and complained bitterly.
He asked Ahua and Sanying for help, but the job of selling fish balls was arranged by Zhou Shengpeng, so they didn't dare to say anything.
So I can only come to Zhou Shengpeng for help.
"What are you doing? You want to show off, you want to chop people up, you want to get to the top?"
Zhou Shengpeng patted Wuying's shoulder and said, "I'll give you a chance. Go to the mainland and take back He Liansheng's dragon head stick."
"As long as you get the dragon head stick, I will make the decision and support you to take the position."
When Wuying heard this, his eyes lit up: "Really? Brother Peng?"
"I promise to complete the task!"
"Don't be too happy too soon, Lin Huaile, Big D has sent people out to look for it. If they can't find it, you don't have to sell the fish balls anymore, and don't come back to me!"
Zhou Shengpeng said seriously.
It is against the rules for Wuying to cross the level and come to him to receive the task.
We can't just let the little brothers below do this.
This task is very difficult, but being able to complete it proves that flies are not useless.
If it cannot be completed, then there is no need to keep this little brother who stirs up trouble and does not know the limits.
After arranging Wuying, Zhou Shengpeng's team officially set out.
At this moment, O Ji was also facing a formidable enemy.
Xu Shaoyan was listening to Huang Zhicheng's report at the headquarters, and his face looked very ugly.
"The nine major factions of Heliansheng, as well as many of the uncles' generation of leaders, have all sent their elite troops."
"Xin Ji is busy dealing with Zhong Xin Yi, so there hasn't been much movement. However, Zhu Tou Xi has sent people to Tsim Sha Tsui to support Axe Jun."
"Both sides mobilized several thousand troops, and the traffic alone blocked the main road in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"Those short mules were all carrying knives and weapons, without any attempt to conceal them."
"They clearly want to fight to the death."
After hearing what Huang Zhicheng said, Xu Shaoyan paced back and forth in the office in frustration.
With such a big deal, it is definitely impossible to hide it from the foreign boss.
Just thinking about a fight involving nearly 10,000 people gives me a headache.
"Boom boom boom!"
Just when Xu Shaoyan was feeling overwhelmed, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Xu Shaoyan shouted with a dark face.
Liao Zhizong pushed the door open and brought an even more disturbing piece of news:
"Sir Xu, the latest news is that Hongxing's Zhou Shengpeng has also taken action. He has mobilized at least one to two thousand people."
"We left Yau Ma Tei about ten minutes ago and should have reached Tsim Sha Tsui by now."
Xu Shaoyan couldn't help but curse: "You son of a bitch, fuck your mother!"
"This Zhou Shengpeng is a real troublemaker, stirring up trouble everywhere."
"The last election with Liansheng created two people in charge, which led to a feud between Big D and Lam Wai-lok. Hong Kong Island was in turmoil for months, and everything was turned upside down."
"Now that we're at war with Liansheng and Xinji, he's actually sending people to attack. None of his men are good."
“Just rushing into Tsim Sha Tsui like this, I don’t know what kind of huge waves they will create!”
Xu Shaoyan quickly waved his hand and ordered the two men, "Go, send all our men out. We can't let this guy cause any trouble!"
Tsim Sha Tsui at this time.
Big D and Lin Huaile's men have gathered on the main street.
The entire main street was surrounded by vans and people armed with machetes, steel pipes, and long sticks.
Under the leadership of Ya Daiqiang, the Axe Army led hundreds of elite soldiers and swordsmen, ready to fight a decisive battle with Lin Huaile and his men.
What Lin Huaile didn't know was that Zhou Shengpeng's men were lying in ambush nearby, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill the winner.
"Big D, we have a deal. After this is done, we will each divide the Axe Junjian East territory equally, half each."
Lin Huaile looked at the huge crowd, his face full of excitement.
"No problem, this distribution is very fair."
Big D replied with a smile, but there was a glint of something strange in his eyes that Lin Huaile didn't notice.
Hearing that Big D had no objection, Lin Huaile smiled brightly. He was in a particularly good mood tonight.
Then with an order, his men began to charge and fight.
But Big D was slow to give orders, which made Lin Huaile a little puzzled.
"Big D, what are you doing? My people have already rushed in and are dying. Hurry up and get Changmao to lead the others to catch up!"
Lin Huaile couldn't help but scream.
"Hahaha!"
"We have to take action, but where we take action is another matter."
Big D laughed wildly, then turned to Lin Huaile.
With a swish, Big D waved his hand, and Changmao led his men, weapons in their hands, all pointed at Lin Huaile, not Axe Jun.
"We are all from the same club. There's no need to be so extreme, right?"
"you......"
Before Lin Huaile could finish his words, he saw several waves of people walking out from the shadows and surrounding his men.
He recognized the leader at a glance.
Aren’t those Zhou Shengpeng’s die-hard fans, Thirteenth Sister, Airplane and Greyhound?
"Big D, Kunpeng, you guys are plotting against me!"
When Lin Huaile saw his acquaintances, he could already sense his defeat from their smug faces, and he gritted his teeth and roared.
"Lin Huaile, thank you for bringing people to Tsim Sha Tsui to make room for Jordan Street. From now on, I will work harder to help you manage this piece of land in Jordan."
Zhou Shengpeng walked out of the crowd calmly and confidently, smiling brightly.
"Fuck your mother, Kunpeng. I can take care of Jordan myself. There's no need for you to meddle in my business!"
Lin Huaile's veins were exposed and he shouted angrily.
"That's not up to you. My Ah Sheng is very quick to act. Who knows, Jordan might have already taken over everything."
Zhou Shengpeng looked at Lin Huaile with an innocent smile.
Lin Huaile was furious when he heard the news. He looked at Big D with bloodshot eyes and said, "You colluded with outsiders and turned against us in the middle of a battle. According to the rules of the martial arts world, you will be stabbed three times and stabbed six times!"
"Big D, do you really think the gang rules of Liansheng are a joke?"
Big D looked nonchalant and laughed arrogantly, "Lin Huaile, you're still so naive. Have you lost your mind after hanging around with old guys like Uncle Deng for so long?"
"In today's battle in Tsim Sha Tsui, if you die, the entire He Lian Sheng will be decided by me, Big D!"
"Whoever has the most power has the right to speak. If you don't understand this principle, are you crazy?"
"Rules, I, Big D, am the rules!"
Lin Huaile stared at Big D intently, his face ashen and extremely ugly.
He made a last-ditch effort and sneered, "Big D, you have no moral integrity and are treacherous. You will not have a good ending!"
"So what if you team up with Kunpeng? Don't forget, this is Axe Jun's territory in Tsim Sha Tsui."
"You brought a large number of troops here, but without my men, do you think you can get out of Tsim Sha Tsui?"
At this moment, Axe Jun, with two Xuanhua axes slung over his waist, strode out.
"Kun Peng and Big D are my brothers. The one who can't leave Tsim Sha Tsui is you, Lin Huaile!"
Axe Jun's face was full of pride.
Bad news came one after another, and Lin Huaile suddenly felt dizzy.
He now understood that the battle in Tsim Sha Tsui was a trap set for him by Big D, Kunpeng and Axe Jun.
It was a trap.
"Fuck him! It turns out Big D and Axe Jun are just pawns on Kunpeng's chessboard. How insidious! How insidious!"
Lin Huaile's heart was filled with despair at this moment.