After the Vietnamese went ashore, they did not dare to drill into the city, and they all lived in some old houses in Tuen Mun. Zhongyitang sent more than a dozen unruly thugs, nominally helpers, but in fact they helped order fast food and clean up. However, these dozen or so guys are all natives of Tuen Mun, and some of them have been with the local old Jianghu Dragon Master for a while, so they have a better understanding of the situation here.

After the third day of the Lantern Festival, that is, the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, Ding Er and several little brothers led by him were the first to be targeted. In broad daylight, no one dared to use firearms, so the two sides engaged in a hand-to-hand encounter with sticks, tables, chairs and benches. There were only four or five people around Ding Er, and he was surrounded by more than 30 people on the other side in a small alley, and after a stalemate of more than ten minutes, he was finally defeated in one fell swoop. Ding Er had a lot of colors on his body and had a long nosebleed, but he still covered a few little brothers and ran to the back of the alley, and escaped over the wall.

There were too many people from the other side gathered in Tuen Mun, and Ding Er and the others didn't dare to find a place to be treated, so they had to buy some medicine casually and wipe things up by themselves. As soon as he turned back to Liu Weiguo, a trace of murder flashed on Liu Weiguo's thin face, and he said slowly: "They are smugglers, drug dealers, of course they don't dare to shoot, what are we afraid of?" ”

With Brother Liu's words, Ding Er had a score in his heart. A few of the wounded little brothers didn't know where they got their strength, so they went back and got their weapons and magazines and walked out.

Liu Weiguo said with a straight face: "Where to go?" ”

Several boys said in unison, "Revenge." No one wants to bully us Licheng people. ”

Liu Weiguo said: "Pig brain, if you want to take revenge, you have to wait for dark." ”

A few young and vigorous guys finally endured it until dark, ate in two of three, and slipped out in a swarm. At first, they didn't carry guns with them because they were afraid of being found by the police, but now that Brother Liu has spoken, what else are they afraid of. Ding Eryi changed his previous appearance of being afraid, and even pursed his thin lips and took a few brothers back to the alley where he was attacked, deliberately walking back and forth inside.

The Vietnamese and a dozen thugs from Chung Yi Tang had already discovered them, but the leader was convinced that it was a trap and never let his men take the initiative. Although Ding Er and these little brothers are not very old, under Liu Weiguo's special training, their patience is much better than that of ordinary people. The other party didn't show their heads, and they weren't in a hurry, so they finished shopping in the night market and went to the supermarket, and tossed around in the alley for three hours before leaving the alley with a sneer.

The Vietnamese pretended to be passers-by and followed in twos and threes. Out of the alley, Ding Er led people straight to the Tuen Mun Botanical Garden. Looking at my watch, it was already past ten o'clock at night, and the citizens who were walking in the botanical garden had almost all gone home. There were many people in Vietnam, and they had already looked around, and when they saw that there was indeed no ambush from the other side, they surrounded them with a cruel smile.

In the afternoon, I had already beaten once, and I was a familiar face, and a few gangsters who followed Zhongyitang jumped out first, and said with a disdainful face: "Mainland boy, the hair has not grown, dare to come to Tuen Mun to call our cousin, do you know how to write dead words?" ”

Ding Er didn't like to fight, so his thin lips spit out a piece of chewing gum, hooked his fingers, and said, "There's a kind of coming." ”

In order to ask for merit and reward, several thugs took out small axes and steel pipes from their waists behind their backs and took the lead. Ding Er still looked fearless, waved his hand a few times, and the little brothers who followed him walked away not far away.

"What, you still want to be one-on-one?" A gangster said with a hippie smile, "No problem, brother will accompany you to practice." ”

Carrying a small axe, he walked up to Ding Er, raised the axe blade and slashed at Ding Er's shoulder. He didn't dare to do such a sensitive part of his head as cutting off his head, because he would get a human life, and no one would have to squat in the number for ten or eight years before he could be released on bail.

Ding Er didn't dodge or dodge, just stood there. When the little axe was about to fall on his body, he sneered and turned sideways, and aimed the muzzle of the black hole at the gangster's brain. The thug was stunned for an instant, his legs stood there trembling, and the small axe fell to the ground, hitting his toes and not daring to move.

Seeing that Ding Er had moved his gun, more than a dozen thugs were instigated and retreated one after another. But the Vietnamese were not afraid, and those who had guns in their hands also took out and aimed at Ding Er. Seeing that there were many guns on his side, the gangster suddenly became bold again, grinning in pain, and shouted arrogantly: "Shoot, boy, dare to shoot?" If you move, you'll become a hornet's nest. ”

Ding Er smiled, and his smile was a little evil. Without waiting for the thug to react, the "bang bang" was two shots, directly hitting the shoulder blades on both sides of the thug. As soon as the gunshot rang out, Ding Er rolled to the ground. A group of Vietnamese pulled the trigger one after another, and the stone floor suddenly sparkled and green smoke rose from the ground. At the same time, the MP5* brothers opened fire like rabbits, and tongues of fire jumped at the group of Vietnamese.

Such a powerful firepower was taken by surprise by the Vietnamese, and half a minute later, more than a dozen people were shot and fell to the ground. Some hung up on the spot, and some didn't hang up for a while, rolling on the ground in pain and crying dad and calling mother. More than a dozen gangsters from Zhongyitang had never seen this meeting, and they didn't even care about their injured brother, so they turned around and rushed out of the park.

"Da Da Da", a string of bullets hit the iron railing of the park gate, splashing sparks. This is a long point shot made by a little brother of Ding Er. A dozen or so thugs jumped up and down on their knees and begged for mercy. The Vietnamese were very fierce, although their firepower was not the opponent of Ding Er and others, but with a large number of people and guns in hand, they still rushed forward in a swarm.

Ding Er shot the bullets in the pistol, took the MP5 from the little brother next to him, and went around the rockery and big trees in the botanical garden to start a confrontation with the other party. After all, the MP5 has a fast rate of fire and a high ammunition capacity, and it has a very strong suppression ability in this kind of hand-to-hand combat. After a few minutes, the Vietnamese were completely outwhelmed, with only sporadic gunfire in response.

At first, the citizens who lived near the park thought that someone was setting off fireworks, but when they looked up, they didn't see fireworks in the sky, and after a while, they recognized that it was gunshots, and they hurriedly called the police station to report to the police. In just a few minutes, the operator at the police station was busy sweating profusely, but new calls kept coming in.

A large number of police forces were deployed in the streets near Cheng Hongbin's villa, and no one expected that the first shootout would take place in the botanical garden. By the time the nearest police force rushed over, Ding Er had already evacuated with his group of brothers. The Vietnamese did not want to fall into the hands of the police, so the body of their companion was simply abandoned, and the injured were reluctantly returned to the place where they had been hiding. Those who can be saved will be treated, and those who are seriously injured are really powerless, so they will be allowed to die wailing.

Ordinary Hong Kong citizens and police officers, including foreigners who frequent Hong Kong, know that this is a breeding ground for gangs. Those who engage in smuggling, sell drugs, open casinos, and provide special services can develop into gangs that are not big or small, as long as there is a way. Over the years, there have been countless fights between each other for turf and business. But no matter what kind of fight the two sides had, no one had ever dared to engage in such a grand shootout.

The reporters followed the news vehicle to the scene, and under the high-definition camera, a body with a tattooed dragon and tiger was covered with a white cloth and pulled into the ambulance. These people are already dead and have no rescue value, and they were brought to the hospital to identify them, and then an autopsy report was issued and sent to the morgue. According to a police spokesman, 17 people were killed and many injured in the shootout, but most of the dead were unknown people from other cities, and the police are trying to identify them and find out the truth about the shootout and the real culprit behind it.

Ding Er led the people to evacuate the Tuen Mun Botanical Garden and drove straight to the eastern mountainous area in a high-end car. The police helicopter had already been reinforced, but the location of Ding Er and the others had not been determined. When I flew to Tuen Mun Road, I didn't know what was going on, and the vehicles on the side of the road exploded one after another. Fortunately, the driver is highly skilled, otherwise he would have suffered an unwarranted disaster.

"Isn't it cool?" Ding Er asked while pursing his lips while driving.

"It's cool!" The little brothers all replied excitedly. When they got on the bus, they counted that more than 400 rounds of ammunition were lost in this confrontation, and no one was shot, which can be described as a complete victory. Only one hapless kid twisted his foot while looking for cover in the terrain, but it was no big deal.

"That's good, it's time to stop in a few days." Ding Er said lightly in an old-fashioned tone. Liu Weiguo had already called him just now to remind him that the police were going all out, and if they couldn't catch a few scapegoats, they really couldn't give an explanation to the people of Hong Kong. So don't doubt the determination of the Hong Kong police this time, they have a flying tiger team and a formed helicopter formation, and if they really show any horses, I am afraid they will not be able to escape.

The car drove onto a mountainous road in the east, where Ding Er stopped the car, took gasoline out of the fuel tank and poured it on the engine. After a little brother ignited it with a lighter, several people withdrew along the dense woods towards the mountain.

Hong Kong's reputation for press freedom is not covered up, and in the face of such a disagreement by the police, many media outlets have opened live channels to pursue the causes and consequences of the shootout in Tuen Mun. The Headquarters Police Force originally wanted to intervene to exert pressure, but it was too much to let it go as it should, amid the public protests one after another.

When Cheng Liping saw this, he immediately called Liu Weiguo. Liu Weiguo smiled and said, "The young man did a good job, and he didn't lose my people." ”

Cheng Liping said: "All withdrawn? ”

Liu Weiguo said: "Well, it's just a foot, it's nothing." ”

Cheng Liping said: "This time the basket is not small, let's prepare, as long as the police disclose their information, they will be smuggled out first, no matter what method is used, we must ensure the thoughtfulness of this group of little guys." ”

Liu Weiguo said: "Don't worry, I have a number." ”

Two hours later, they reviewed the surveillance video of the day and extracted the images of Ding Er and others. Although the real information of Ding Er and others has not yet been obtained, their large-scale photos have been widely broadcast on various channels on the TV station.

The strange thing is that as the other side of the war, the Vietnamese were too peaceful, and the police not only did not investigate in detail, but unilaterally attributed Ding Er and others to the backbone of Cheng Hongbin's gang, and all of them were hung on the wanted notice.