In order to capture Ji Kang and others in one fell swoop, Xie Jiahao was afraid of missing the time when the enemy would return, so he did not dare to close his eyes all night long.

At this time, a scuffle suddenly broke out between the two sides. Xie Jiahao rushed out and was briefly stunned. He obviously did not expect that there were so many people in Jikang's group.

At the end of the corridor, Shan Renjian smashed Shrimp Boy with a trash can, took advantage of the opportunity for the opponent to dodge, rushed into the stairwell, and was the first to break away from the battle group.

Xie Jiahao also noticed the situation at the end of the corridor at this moment, and shouted loudly: "Don't disperse, everyone, catch the chicken first!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd gathered again and gathered around Jikang in the crowd, but Xiazi did not hear his shouting and chased him downstairs alone.

"Fuck! Get out of here!"

When Jikang heard someone calling his name, he gritted his teeth and took out the spring knife in his pocket, and stabbed the young man opposite him in the abdomen: "Brothers, both sides are about the same number of people, rush out with me!"

Although the people around Ji Hong are all thieves, the reason why these people were able to get away from Tuen Mun to Yau Ma Tei was definitely not just their petty theft skills.

Hearing their boss's words, everyone quickly gathered around Jikang. They all took out their pocket knives and started stabbing the crowd wildly.

The weapons of Xie Jiahao's group were all watermelon knives. Although they were much longer than the weapons used by Jikang and others, their lethality was obviously insufficient. A single blow would only cause a superficial wound at most, and would hardly be fatal.

On the other hand, as long as the opponent's circlip is solid, it will easily hurt the internal organs.

During the recent period, Ji Kang led his men to eat, drink and have fun every day, and his status in the hearts of everyone has been deified.

Faced with his shouting, the others did not question at all. Three young men even stood at the front of the team, holding the falling watermelon knife with their arms, and wildly waving the daggers in their hands forward.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The sound of the blade cutting through the skin echoed in the corridor. Ji Kang's hand held the knife and pushed forward, refusing to give an inch.

One of Xie Jiahao's friends looked down and saw the intestines flowing out of his abdomen. He felt fear in his heart and backed away while holding his stomach.

"How dare you stop me, you rotten fish and shrimps?"

When Ji Kang saw a gap in the crowd, he suddenly got into trouble and rushed forward and stabbed Xie Jiahao in the face.

No matter how brave Xie Jiahao was, he could not risk his life and had to dodge to one side.

"Bang!"

Jikang seized the opportunity, kicked Xie Jiahao on the abdomen, rushed out of the crowd and went straight to the stairs.

"Crack!"

When Jikang's men saw him escaping, they spontaneously blocked Xie Jiahao and others.

"Damn it! I usually steal a few wallets, I really think I am the God of War!"

Xie Jiahao looked at Jikang's running away figure, and the anger in his heart burst out. He pressed a young man against the wall and stabbed him in the abdomen with a watermelon knife.

This mad dog-like behavior made the young man on the Jikang side feel very frightened, and he was finally knocked out of the defense line by a charge.

Downstairs in the housing estate, although Xiazi was intent on chasing Renjian, the opponent had already passed by him out of professional habit. After going downstairs, he ran all the way, taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, and quickly lost track of him.

Xiazai was dumped by Shan Renjian and was about to go back to help. As soon as he ran to the stairs, he was eye to eye with Jikang who was rushing down the stairs.

Jikang saw Shrimp Boy holding a watermelon knife appearing in front of him, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "Boy, if you don't want to die, just get out of the way!"

Xiazi recognized Jikang, and the arm holding the knife trembled: "Did you do Xiazi's death?"

Jikang heard the footsteps coming from the corridor behind him, shouted a national curse, and stabbed Xiazai with a knife.

Xiazai has been around for so many years and has quite a lot of experience in street fighting. He dodged Jikang's knife horizontally and slashed at the opponent's arm.

Jikang was stabbed in the arm, and his palms felt numb. He grabbed Xiazai's collar with one hand and violently bumped his forehead against the bridge of his nose.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Shrimp Boy's nosebleeded violently. He was knocked back a few steps, shook his head, and chased out of the corridor again.

Ji Kang, who had drunk a lot of wine the night before, was now addicted to drugs. He felt like there were countless bugs crawling around in his body. His body was getting cold and hot, and he staggered towards the van.

"Son of a bitch! How dare you fucking run away!"

Shrimp Boy caught up from behind, held Jikang's shoulder with one hand, and swung the watermelon knife again.

"Pfft!"

The blade of the knife passed by, and Ji Kang's pants were cut open, revealing the incision where the flesh had turned outwards. He also fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Are you fucking done?"

Ji Kang was in a trance at the moment and was extremely irritable. He pulled on Xiazai's clothes and pulled him down, then stabbed him in the neck with a knife.

They are all old men in the world. In normal times, Jikang would never have the courage to kill someone, even if he dared to do something serious.

At this time, under the ravages of drug addiction, his spirit had become extremely dazed, and he had no idea what he was doing.

At the critical moment, Xie Jiahao finally chased out the door and kicked Jikang on the wrist to avoid the fatal blow for Xiazai. Then he slashed Jikang on the upper arm with a knife, making him lose the strength to resist.

“Bang bang bang!”

People gathered around him, and feet of various sizes rained down on Jikang.

Just when Xie Jiahao was about to ask everyone to stop and take Jikang away, a police car parked in the distance. The policemen in the car who were originally preparing to conduct a fire prevention inspection in the housing estate saw a fight in the distance and all rushed to this person.

Come running.

When Xiazai saw the police arriving, he grabbed Xie Jiahao's wrist and said quickly and completely: "Ah Hao! Let's go quickly!"

Xie Jiahao looked at Jikang on the ground unwillingly: "Take him with you!"

"It's too late! Once we are caught, we won't be able to pay the bail! We can't really go to jail!"

Xiazai couldn't help but quickly disappeared into the building complex with Xie Jiahao.

Jikang, who was already in a trance, saw the policeman running from a distance, and he stood up and ran in the opposite direction.

…

Half an hour later, in the suburbs of Shatin, in a yard that had been abandoned for many years.

Xie Jiahao used the iodophor and gauze he bought to bandage the wounds of Shrimp Boy, and said in a deep voice: "Although Ji Kang and Lan Ren Jian ran away today, we didn't catch anything. I caught two Ji Kang upstairs before.

My subordinates asked Xiaotian to lead someone upstairs to watch them, and they can be brought over soon."

Xiazai nodded: "Is Ah Hua's injury serious?"

"The injuries are serious. They have been sent to the Walled City. I left the injured people in Jikang at the scene and ignored them."

Xie Jiahao paused: "We can't afford the medical expenses for so many people."

While the two were talking, there was a sound of a motorcycle outside. Then Xiaotian, Xie Jiahao's good friend, escorted two young men with bruises and swollen faces into the room and nodded to Xie Jiahao: "Brother Hao, the people from Jikang are leading the way.
Chapter completed!