From the appearance of the lame, Yang Yong knew that he had miscalculated this move, after the lame man grabbed the territory of Temple Street and was beaten back by Miss Shi, there has been no news, and now at this time with someone to appear, if there is no Fei Zijun to give the lame a benefit, the lame man will definitely wait for Fushenglian's real vitality to appear after the real vitality is injured, and it will not appear so early.

He should have contacted the lame man at the beginning, but unfortunately, Yang Yong sighed, from his return to Hong Kong to the present, there were only two things that surprised him, the first thing was that on the night of Kwun Tong, Ah Wei did not arrive, because Yaoyang came forward to attract the errand, otherwise that night would be enough for the position of Fusheng Lian to change the name of Yang Yong.

The second thing is the lame man in front of him, he thought that the lame man was an old Jianghu, even if he peeked at Yau Ma Tei Temple Street, he would not make a move when Fusheng and Fei Zijun started a war, but he didn't expect that Fei Zijun would win over the lame man, and the time of his appearance was so ingenious.

Now even if the cripple is unruly, Fushenglian has already made no one able to come out and accuse, and the white-headed guy should be thinking about letting himself die now, and he will be happy if the cripple kills himself.

But Yang Yong himself can't kill the whitehead, no matter whether he is killing the same door or being crazy, as long as he doesn't kill his own boss, there is still hope for the position of Fushenglian in the hall, but if he does it himself, even if Fushenglian does not come forward, other Jianghu people will not let Yang Yong himself sit in the position of Fushenglian and kill the big guy, and someone else will immediately be willing to pay to support the head of other bigwigs, and Yang Yong himself will be opposed, and Fushenglian will be torn apart in an instant.

And as long as he didn't kneel down in front of the god platform and bow his head to admit his mistake, and the white-headed guy had no evidence, then even if the white-headed man knew that those Fushenglian uncles were killed by Yang Yong, he couldn't open his mouth to drive Yang Yong out of Fushenglian, as long as he still hung the signboard of Fushenglian, for Yang Yong, he was not afraid of anything at all, and a signboard covering his head would not be a lost dog.

He has 600 people, even if he has no territory, as long as there are 600 people, he can play a piece of territory, as long as he uses the reason to avenge the chicken foot black tonight to walk out of Temple Street, whether it is the prince or Jordan, there is no problem, as long as there is a piece of territory, and Fusheng and Changle are going to go to war in an all-out way, they can't work hard, and the white-headed guy can't help himself, so he can only swallow this breath in the end, if the white-headed guy is smart enough, he will obediently step down and raise him by himself, if the white-headed guy is looking for death by himself, after this time, find someone to kill him, and he is the same as Fusheng Lian。

But here I met the number gang cripple who suddenly appeared.

If he turned around and left, Yang Yong turned sideways and looked at Po Chai Pill and Gui Limao and other younger brothers who were following him, Chicken Feet Black is the King of Drying Horses, the morale of this class of little brothers who have followed Chicken Feet Black cannot be low at this moment, if they weaken their momentum tonight, these little brothers may not be loyal to themselves in the future, and their double flower name will be less valuable than Chicken Feet Black in their eyes, because Chicken Feet Black has always been the first in every battle.

"Cripple! My head Ma Ah Ji was beheaded to death by Changle's people! I don't want to fight with you today, let the way out! I won't interfere with Miss Shi's grievances with you!" Yang Yong made up his mind and said.

The lame man stared at Yang Yong and laughed: "Yang Yong, I have said, I won't stop you if you go, turn around, and walk from the opposite street, my lame man will not give way when he steps into Temple Street tonight." ”

Yang Yong showed a nervous smile on his face, he laughed a few times, and his eyes flashed with coldness: "I, Yang Yong, have never walked one way to the end, I don't know how to turn back, if you don't give me a way to go, I will make a way!"

The lame man had been waiting for Yang Yong to speak out to fight, and when he heard Yang Yong's words, he roared: "Siblings, kill this stinky west with me!"

The little brother of the number gang crippled pounced on Yang Yong's more than 200 people with weapons!

Yang Yong laughed strangely, and smashed his bare hands at the first person who came up to him! The heavy fist smashed on the man's head, and before he could fall backwards, Yang Yong had already snatched the machete in his hand, and the knife flashed! The arm of the second person was cut off! Blood gushed out, drenching Yang Yong's face, smearing his smiling face like a hellish ghost!

"Kill out!" Although Gui Limao was putting a lot of water, but he also accompanied Yang Yong to cut out the top with a knife back then, and when he saw his big guy doing it, Gui Limao followed Yang Yong, picked up the machete on the broken arm on the ground, and rushed towards the number to help everyone!

Yang Yong cut down five or six people in the blink of an eye, and the number of the kills helped everyone stagnate, and Yang Yong took advantage of the situation to rush towards the lame!

Although the cripple is over forty years old, his fiery temper has not changed, and when he saw Yang Yong rushing towards him, he raised the machete in his hand and bravely met him!

"Old thing! It's better to go down and sell salted eggs!" Yang Yong had an oozing smile on his face, and slashed the machete in the cripple's hand!

Fortunately, the lame man's head horse yellow croaker saw the opportunity quickly, and forced Yang Yong back with a knife from the side!

The lame man's face was shocked, but his tone was still fierce: "Yang Yong, my four hundred brothers, even if your knife is blunt, it can't get out of this street!"

Yang Yong didn't speak, but fought with the yellow fish with a knife, and the four hundred junior brothers of the Number Gang also fought with the two hundred junior brothers of Fushenglian such as Gui Limao!

Yellow Croaker is the head horse of the lame, with excellent skills, and he was also famous in Yau Ma Tei before, but when he met Yang Yong, he only felt like he was fighting with a giant beast!

Several times in a row, sparks splashed, and Huang Yu felt that his wrists were faintly numb, but Yang Yong on the opposite side became more and more ruthless, and his shots became more and more aggressive!

When Yang Yong led a group of brothers to Yau Ma Tei and killed Standard Chartered, Huang Croaker was disdainful, thinking that Standard Chartered was too wastewood, but now I look at it, in front of Yang Yong, very few people are not waste wood!

"Protect the big guy!" Huang Yu stared at Yang Yong with his eyes, and shouted at the others.

Yang Yongwei laughed: "Yes, quite brainy, you actually know how to remind the little brother to protect the big guy?"

As he spoke, Yang Yong slashed at the head of the yellow fish, and when the yellow fish raised his knife to block, Yang Yong dodged the short body with a Muay Thai box, and directly abandoned the knife and flashed to the front of the yellow fish!

It was too late for Huang Yu's knife to change his moves, and it was also a shame for his bravery, so he actually hit Yang Yong with a head hammer!

Yang Yong was like an evil ghost, holding the head of the yellow croaker with both hands! Suddenly exerting force! The head of the crippled man, the yellow croaker, was twisted into one hundred and eighty degrees!

Taking the machete from the limp yellow fish, Yang Yong pounced towards the cripple again!

"Let me not get out of Temple Street, lame, you are stupid enough! Stupid, go down and ask Hades, you will die!" Yang Yong glared at the cripple with his eyes.

In his heart, he didn't want to start a war with the lame, but the lame man didn't die, he couldn't get out of Temple Street, but when the lame man died, he lost more.

If you don't open your eyes, you will die in battle tonight! Your own road is cut out step by step, and if it's a big deal, you will cut another way!

Yang Yong looked like a mad tiger, and slashed the little brother next to the lame man with a few knives, and slashed at the lame man with a horizontal slash!

The lame man held Yang Yong's knife, but he was too old after all, and he was kicked in the crotch by Yang Yong with a heavy leg below!

Without waiting for the lame man to bend over, Yang Yong reflexively slashed a round! The machete swept and was fiercely embedded in the cripple's face! The entire blade of the knife was slashed in!

"If you're brave enough, step forward! I'll send him down to accompany the cripple!" Yang Yong didn't even pull out the knife, let the machete be embedded in the lame man's face, kicked the lame man over with one leg, and yelled at the little brother of the number gang!

"The big guy is dead! kill this one to avenge the big guy!" Several of the lame little brothers saw the cripple hang up, roaring and waving their weapons and pounced at Yang Yong!

Yang Yong kicked away the machete in the hand of the first person with one kick, and smashed an elbow blow on the opponent's temple!

The little brother fell to the ground without saying a word! Blood gushed from his nostrils and mouth!

Heizai, who was standing at the innermost of the Fa Kee food stall on Temple Street, dialed the mobile phone and said to Huo Dongjun on the other side of the phone:

"Brother Jun, the cripple is dead, and Yang Yong's men can only stand up for sixty or seventy people at most. ”

"I know, just let him die, Uncle Ben won't have the idea of playing Yau Ma Tei again, you should be careful to leave. Huo Dongjun said that he knew and hung up the phone, and the black boy turned around and left softly through the back door of the food stall.

......

Listening to the siren sounding in the distance, Huo Dongjun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and said to Shi Bana: "Let the left-handed Flying Eagle King Kong group flash away, King Kong will come forward to guarantee the brothers, and the left hand will go to Yau Ma Tei with the Flying Eagle, and you can take a taxi to Central by yourself, and I will wait for you there." ”

Shi Bana looked at Chen Dong, who had not gotten out of the car, and hesitated: "Brother Dong......"

Huo Dongjun smiled: "Don't worry, if he wants to do it, he won't sit for so long, he can't get out, and others can't help him, Anla." ”

After speaking, Huo Dongjun returned to the Bentley, started the car, and turned around along the intersection of Line 1 towards Wan Chai, just passing by several PTU assault vehicles that were out of the police.

"Is the matter in the letter true?" Chen Dong stared ahead blankly, and waited until Huo Dongjun was about to drive to Times Square in Causeway Bay before he asked.

"Seriously, do you believe it or not?" Huo Dongjun held the steering wheel with a relaxed expression and said.

Chen Dong took a deep breath: "My old bean is really ...... Uncle Wen did it?"

"You can't accept it, you don't need me to say it, even if it's a public mouth, you may not believe it, I didn't want to tell you, but Uncle Wen's matter, I did know in advance, if you don't tell it, everyone will not do it in the future, so you still say it, lest you know one day and complain about me in your heart." ”

Huo Dongjun saw the red light in front of him and slowly stopped the car:

"I'm going to see Chen Hao in Central, do you want to go along the way?"

Chen Dong was silent.

"I Fei Zijun will not harm my brother, of course, it seems that everyone who goes out will say this, then to put it another way, if I want to move you, I don't have to wait until today, I can do it when you enter Kwun Tong, Uncle Wen, if it weren't for the good relationship with Uncle Anfeng's Uncle and Uncle Leopard Head, I wouldn't know that Uncle Wen told the whistleblower, Yang Yong blew up my five streets, if it wasn't for Yaoyang just taking someone to visit Ah Gong and supporting me along the way, I would have died nine nights, would I let the informant Uncle Wen continue to live? The road is to go by yourself, if you think that I Fei Zai Jun is killing each other, fighting with each other, not righteous enough, not worthy of being your Chen Dong's brother, get off now, if Zhong can continue to be a brother, I will drop two together to return to Central, I talk to Ah Gong, with Changle with him has a beginning and an end, and today I also talk to you, I Fei Zai Jun and your boxing king East, I also hope to have a beginning and an end, a world, two brothers, go down side by side. ”

Huo Dongjun said with both hands on the steering wheel, staring at the red light in front of him.

The red light in Times Square was very long, Chen Dong didn't make a sound, just when the red light was about to flash, Chen Dong suddenly sat up straight, Huo Dongjun closed his eyes, he admired Chen Dong very much, but if Chen Dong really got out of the car, he would not be soft, out of this car, it means that boxing champion Dong is no longer his brother Huo Dongjun.

Ruan Wenhai in the business car, gently stroking the blade of the bayonet in his hand, his eyes quietly staring at the Bentley in front of him