"This group of people are here again, hack them to death!"

"It's Hongxing's people, brothers, fuck it!"

When the two gangs meet, it is like dry firewood meets fire.

Scar Quan and the others had already rushed over, and Du Sheng drank the milk tea unhurriedly, and then took the machete handed by Blowing Shuida.

He first glanced at the audience, and saw that there were two young men on the other side who were quite brave, and cut down a few of the people sent by Liangkun.

Even Scar Quan and Atai were pressed and beaten by them.

"Two red sticks, the Loyal Youth Society has even sent out the bottom of the box?"

Du Sheng shook his head and walked straight over there, slashing down the three rotten boys who tried to rush up along the way.

Seeing this, the young man in black directly forced back the scar with a knife, and pounced with murderous anger:

"Don't you Dongguan boy, go to hell to accompany my boss!"

"That's a lot of nonsense, get out!"

Du Sheng did not dodge or dodge, raised the machete to block, took half a step forward with his left foot, kicked with his right foot like mud, and his left fist rushed out from the waist, like a landslide, and the latter hit the opponent's middle first.

Shuangfandong was shocked, and just as he wanted to take back the slashing knife, he was hit by a crashing fist.

Wang Zhongquan, a master of national arts in the Qing Dynasty, once used this punch to kill the grandmaster of the Northern Sect, and his power was naturally extraordinary!

Although Du Sheng's punch failed to shatter Shuangfandong's viscera, it was enough to make him unable to move.

He didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he stepped forward and stabbed him a few times.

Ordinary gangsters generally only dare to use knives to slash, but not to stab with knives, why is this?

Because the power skills of slashing and stabbing are different, most of the time slashing will only cause skin trauma.

But stabbing often kills!

Seeing this scene, another young man couldn't help but panic.

Shuangfandong is the red stick of the Zhongqing Society on the same level as him.

didn't last a minute in front of Du Sheng.

The chicken guy was scared.

It's too damn, his big guy Ding Yicrab is fooling people, this doesn't have to be fought at all!

He didn't swing his sword again, but retreated cautiously step by step.

Then he turned around and ran to the speedboat on the shore!

But Du Sheng has long been tired of this kind of night battle, how can he let this kind of new force go back.

Throw hard!

The machete is like an arrow off the string, shooting out, instantly piercing the back of the chicken's strong heart!

Du Sheng strode to catch up, stepped on the body of Ji Laoqiang, who was vomiting blood, pulled out the bloody machete, and scanned the audience with sharp eyes.

"Is there anyone else who wants to die, stand up!"

With the scene of blood flowing all over the ground and wailing all over the field, Du Sheng at this moment is like a king who has returned triumphantly.

All those who looked at him bowed their heads like frightened birds.

The entire coastline was silent for a moment.

As soon as the two leading red sticks died, the Ma Tsai of the Zhongqing Society was in chaos.

Not long after, the dead fled and fled, leaving behind the wounded.

Syllable!

Du Sheng lit a cigarette, quite an invisible momentum of an eagle looking at a wolf.

"Take our people with us, bring them back to the bar with minor injuries, and send those with serious injuries to the designated clinic."

Anyway, Liangkun pays for it, so you don't have to save him.

"Brother Dongguan, you're too fierce!"

Blowing Shuida, who was named by Du Sheng to come over to help, stepped forward excitedly and said:

"That was the four red sticks of the Zhongqing Society just now, and you cut it down with a light description!"

"This so-called red stick is not even a parallel import, there is nothing to praise."

Du Sheng is telling the truth, blaming the Zhongqing Society for having no background, but it is eager to expand, so it can only use money to open the way to attract talents.

But for powerful people, aren't they fragrant to go to Hongxing and the old prefixes of the number, why should they choose a second-rate club like the Zhongqing Society.

"Ding Yixie's two red sticks are all hung up, this time I guess I'm going to be angry!"

Blowing water is still laughing, still happy.

Although Ji Laoqiang is inconspicuous in front of Du Sheng, he is a famous name for a brave old Sijiu like him, so he is happy to see the other party unlucky.

"Okay, let's deal with it on the spot, let's go back and rest."

Du Sheng is too lazy to care about this, anyway, it is the other party who has the most casualties, it depends on who can't consume it first.

……

The next day, the gossip about last night's fight had spread in Kwun Tong.

was surprised by Du Sheng's fierceness again, but also provoked other social members to be a little nervous.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no weaker society like the Loyal Youth Society around to bully, I am afraid that they would have planted the flag a long time ago.

But no matter what, Du Sheng's fame is completely out.

It is not only famous in Kwun Tong District, but also in the surrounding areas such as Kowloon Bay, Tsim Sha Tsui, Wan Chai and so on.

Even slashed the three generals of the Zhongqing Society, this is a real record, and outsiders can only envy a few words when they are hot, and they dare not tease him with tiger whiskers.

"Brother Dongguan, this time the Loyal Youth Society lost its troops and lost its generals, so it didn't have to fight, right?"

Wei Jixiang, who had just joined in, said a little compliment.

"It's hard to say, but it's almost the limit."

Du Sheng sat lazily at the front desk of the bar, watching Zhang Dandan mix the tequila cocktail with a rusty hand, and said:

"It depends on whether the Loyal Youth Society is willing to stop and swallow the bitter fruit of losing territory."

After all, after a few days of fighting, both sides are a little tired.

And every night like this, the dead and injured are all money.

If we continue to fight like this, sooner or later one side will collapse.

The most important thing is that the surrounding shops and residents can't stand it, and all kinds of complaints make the police almost lose patience.

Today, Chief Inspector O Ji has issued an order and sent someone to warn Liangkun and the Ding brothers not to mess around again.

Otherwise, whoever makes trouble again will be stationed in whose field, sweeping the black and sweeping the yellow sweep for a month and a half!

"Eh, that's a pity, I still want to practice my hands."

Du Sheng hit the top position so quickly, who doesn't envy it, Wei Jixiang is no exception.

The reason why he joined without waiting for Du Sheng to take up his post was nothing more than to get some achievements first.

"Don't worry, even if you don't have to fight this time, you will have a lot of opportunities in the future."

Du Sheng didn't want to discourage his little brother's enthusiasm, and said with a smile:

"If the Zhongqing Society is still unwilling to be honest, then it can directly cross the sea and smash its hometown!"

"That's the best!"

Wei Jixiang smiled, and was actually a little eager to try.

Du Sheng looked funny, because Wei Jixiang looked at Liu Tianwang's six or seven similar faces, and it was a bit of a drama when he thought of the other party lifting a knife and slashing people.

However, according to Du Sheng's estimate, there is a high probability that the Zhongqing Society will choose to stop temporarily.

It's all because of the fact that they can fight are basically crippled, unless they don't move their guns.

But once this kind of battle between the rivers and lakes is moved, it will be a big taboo, and the Zhongqing Society will not have to mix it up in the future.

Because other social institutions can also do the same, as soon as the wind falls, they all play like this, and the whole Hong Kong Island must not be messed up?

Not to mention whether the old club agreed or not, the Xiangjiang police were the first to refuse.

Usually they can still open one eye and close one eye in small fights.

I really want to shoot and shoot around, affect their authority, and wipe you out in minutes.

As for Ding Crab, the founder of the Chung Qing Society, although it is rumored that he has been smuggled back from Bay Island, it has not been able to help much at this time, and he has to hide his appearance, and he can't even count on it.

And Liangkun's initial revenge is basically achieved, and the next thing is to digest the swallowed territory.

Now that the police are under heavy pressure, they are naturally happy to push the boat.

Of course, to be able to sit in the position of the speaker, everyone has to be faced.

Some steps, should be given or must be given.