() Polan Street is in the old district of Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei, where there is no red light district recognized by the Hong Kong government every day, there are many commercial and residential buildings, and community problems have a long history. The net is worth your collection......

Tonight's Polan Street is also as usual The mahjong parlor is full of people, with street girls standing under yellow neon signs, groups of thugs and prostitutes from all over Hong Kong.

When the official Sen who was sitting in the horse fence was laughing and laughing with the girls under him, a little brother suddenly broke in and said, "Oh no, Brother Sen, Hou Wenjun's people have come to sweep the field." ”

After hearing the words of the younger brother, Guan Zaisen smiled indifferently and said, "Copy guy, get ready to work." ”

The younger brother was stunned for a moment when he heard Guan Zisen's words, and then hurriedly grabbed Guan Zisen's arm and said, "No, Brother Sen, they are here for a big vote." ”

"Cut, how many are there, we and Liansheng are still afraid of him? Recruit the brothers and prepare to them. Guan Zaisen still insisted.

The little brother swallowed his saliva, walked to the window facing the street, looked down, and said, "See for yourself, let's run away." ”

Guan Tsaisen glanced at him disdainfully after hearing his younger brother's words, and then slowly walked to the window and looked down.

"I'm cǎo his Hou Wenjun is not crazy, let's avoid it."

The two-way four-lane street of Balan Street is full of large trucks parked from the street to the end of the street, blocking the entire street, this is not the key, the key is that after the back door of the hundreds of trucks was opened, the old boys with watermelon knives, sticks and other weapons inside are jumping out of the cars one after another, and there are at least 2,000 people just looking at this scene.

The big head stood on Bolan Street, looked at the little brother who jumped out of the car around him, and shouted, "Ah Gong has an order, bulldoze Bolan Street tonight, and beat me when I see someone." Smash the store when you see it. ”

Hearing the shouts of the big head, the surrounding little brothers immediately burst out with the bestiality in the blood of the human body, and each raised the weapons in his hands and shouted loudly and pounced on the storefront on the street and the old boys watching the scene on the side of the road.

"I'm cǎo you. I'm from Hong Xing. A small leader of Hong Xing shouted at the Lianji who gathered around with a knife in his hand.

Fei Hong, who led the team from Ciyun Mountain, didn't listen to this person's nonsense, picked up the watermelon knife in his hand, and cut it at the opposite side, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Tonight, Ah Gong has an order to raze the entire Bolan Street." Chop it for me. ”

The little brother behind Fei Hong saw that the boss was so brave, coupled with the fact that there were many people on his side, and the crowd immediately rushed up, and surrounded these Hongxing junior brothers, and cut them down.

After Fei Hong slashed down a junior brother opposite, he picked up a baseball bat in the hand of a junior brother next to him and smashed it against the standing light box signboard on the street.

The whole Balan Street was in chaos, there were too many people and horses from Lianji, and even if the thousands of people and horses united by more than a dozen associations in Balan Street did not come to carry it for three minutes, the people of Lianji not only swept away the resistance of the other party, but also rushed into the horse fence and the gun room to smash them all over.

In just three to five minutes, the entire Polan Street was smashed by the people of Lianji, and it was impossible to start the renovation every three to five days.

In Yau Ma Tei, Zhang Jixiang looked at the little brother behind him with a smile and the little leaders of Lianji who came from Kwai Tsing to help, and shouted loudly: "There is a war on Polan Street, and tonight I will eradicate all the forces of Longgen in Yau Ma Tei." ”

After hearing Zhang Jixiang's words, the small leaders behind him immediately scattered. Take his men and horses to the field of Longgen.

At the same time, Chen Zhichao and Hou Wenjun's phone calls were about to burst.

"Ah Jun, are you crazy, and I dare to sweep the field of double ascension?" Hou Wenjun heard the words of one of the double-rising dragon leaders on the phone, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just swept the dragon root of the hall with Liansheng, why did my subordinates accidentally sweep your field?" ”

After hearing Hou Wenjun's words, Mao Ba immediately said unhappily, "What do you mean by being careless, Hou Wenjun, if you don't make it clear to me today, we won't just count it like this." ”

Hou Wenjun shook his head when he heard this, and whispered into the phone: "Brother Babling, don't be so angry, I also have a few fields in Guantang, if you are not convinced, you can just bring someone back." I don't mind. ”

The man on the other end of the phone fell into silence, Hou Wenjun was right, there were several fields and one of his mounds in Guantang, the territory directly under him Hou Wenjun. If you really want to sweep the old nest of Guantang Hou Wenjun, he doesn't have this ability, tonight on Balan Street, Hou Wenjun went crazy to Hong Kong's four major fields, and it is not bad for him to be promoted to this second-rate club.

Hou Wenjun waited for a long time and didn't hear the answer of the baba, and smiled disdainfully at the phone, "Since the bugs have no opinion, then so be it, I gave you a chance." After speaking, Hou Wenjun hung up the phone directly.

He didn't have time to continue to greet Shuangsheng's Twin Eight, Hou Wenjun knew that tonight, in addition to Liansheng, the other three major clubs would call him one by one.

Xiang Shi, who was sitting in the mansion on Kowloon Road, heard the report of his subordinates, smiled, waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to go down, and then picked up the phone and prepared to call Hou Wenjun, when he pressed the last number of Hou Wenjun's phone, Xiang Shi remembered the army that landed in Kwai Tsing that night, shook his head, and gave up the urge to call Hou Wenjun to question him. He also wanted to develop in the mainland, and he did not want to have too much conflict with Hou Wenjun, who had a very deep relationship with the mainland. It's enough to have the number gang and Hong Xing come out tonight, and they won't be involved in Xinji.

Uncle Ben of the number gang smiled and called Hou Wenjun, "Ah Jun." It's not a big deal if the business on Bowlan Street is closed for a few days, so you should give them a holiday, but even if you want to fight, you should say it in advance. ”

Hou Wenjun heard Uncle Ben's words and thought for a while before he continued: "Uncle Ben, you know, you have me in the field of Balan Street, I have you, how can these rough people under me know how to divide it, this time it's not right for me." But Uncle Ben, I thought about it, I want Long Gen to still open on Balan Street, and then you have me, I have you, and my subordinates will not be divided, what do you say? I'm planning to take turns 24 hours a day, 7 teams a week to sweep his dragon root field. ”

After hearing Hou Wenjun's words, Uncle Ben could only secretly scold the bastard, his face was already as cold as frost, and he still kept his voice in his mouth: "Don't worry, there will be no Longgen field on Balan Street in the future, and you can also let your people take a holiday." Ah Jun, I'm going to sell you a favor this time, I don't want to have a next time. ”

After Hou Wenjun heard Uncle Ben's reply, he laughed and said, "Uncle Ben, don't worry, I'm only targeting Long Gen, and the boss who bullied me Hou Wenjun just doesn't give me face, Hou Wenjun, he must accept the lesson." After speaking, Hou Wenjun hung up the phone directly.

Hou Wenjun's actions on Bowlan Street tonight are not blind, this is he testing the attitude of other clubs towards him, and it can be regarded as a warm-up match before the war with Uncle Hao of Tsim Sha Tsui Dong. (To be continued.) )

ps: My eyes were all spent, and I was going to lie down and rest for a while, but I fell asleep, and I'm sorry to be late

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