Thinking of this, Yuan Bao snorted coldly, walked to the kitchen, took the kitchen knife from the old man who was chopping vegetables, and said to the old man who was already used to the wind and rain: "Old man, hurry up and hide."

"Look at the situation, man, it will take a while!".

The old man has been doing business on this street and is used to seeing bad guys fighting and killing each other. He has long been used to it.

"The photos are much worse than those sweat-turbaned guys before!"

The old man sighed, then stuffed the sliced ​​beef into the refrigerator, locked the door, and ran away with the waiters in the front office.

Unexpectedly, he is still a member of the world!

Yuan Bao grinned in amusement, then quickly walked to the front hall, grabbed a new man with gloves on his hands, and chopped it on the shoulder.

"ah!"

Xinji Mazai screamed and fell to the ground covered in blood.

This scream attracted everyone's attention, but it only lasted for half a second.

The whole food stall was in full swing.

Knives were used on the street, and there was blood!

Yuan Bao sighed in his heart and continued to do it.

War between prefixes usually involves the use of watermelon knives and baseball bats, and is a matter of intimidation rather than actual destructive power.

Because once blood is seen and someone dies, the police will definitely intensify the investigation until someone comes forward and confesses.

Moreover, if a ruthless person with a big identity kills the other party while fighting for territory, there will be almost no possibility of peace talks between the two parties.

After all, face is important. If the prestige of the prefix is ​​weakened, business will not flourish in the future.

After all, short mules come out just for money.

But it's too late to say anything now. Besides, it was the old and new people who made the sneak attack first, and we'll talk about it after the fight is over.

Yuan Bao was a master who had been trained by the torture hall, and he was a bit crazy. He rushed towards the crowd with a kitchen knife and a sinister smile on his face.

There were not many Xinji Mazai who rushed into the food stall, and they were quickly knocked to the ground by He Xinghe's 49s.

"Brother Yuanbao, why is this stinky lobster so big?"

One of Yuan Bao's men spat on the ground and gasped.

"Damn, this lobster bastard is so brave. The old man and the new man made the first move. We are not soft-footed shrimps. We have to fight back!"

Yuan Bao threw the kitchen knife on the table, wiped his mouth, and shouted loudly.

When the struggle begins, we are afraid that the leader will be on both ends, so we must be prepared whether we fight or break up.

Yuan Bao picked up a long knife and walked out of the food stall first, preparing to gather with his younger brothers.

When he came to Tsuen Wan this time, he didn't bring many people with him, but they were all He Xing and the most evil Lao Sijiu.

If you let this group of people go out to find ways to make money, it would be a bit difficult for them. Their livelihood almost depends on the pocket money given by Zizi and they protect Zizi's business.

There is such a group of people in every prefix. This group of unknown old people is the final deterrent of the prefix.

These people are prepared to plant flags for the poor horses.

When the elite join, the battle situation changes immediately, like cold water in boiling oil, a huge change occurs.

The whole street was fighting, and when Yuan Bao appeared, the old and new horse boys were like fat catfish that smelled of meat, and they attacked like crazy.

If these people are fat catfish, then Yuan Bao is a bloodthirsty great white shark.

I saw him holding a knife in one hand, cutting down the opponent who ran in front of him with one knife, and then kicked him away with a whip and leg. His movements were clean and neat.

When He Xing and Ma Zai on the street saw a fierce general appearing on their side, they immediately became angry and began to fight back. The shouts of curses and screams resounded throughout this hot night.

Tonight, blood and tears were shed in Tsuen Wan.

"Lobster, come out!"

Yuan Bao picked up an ownerless baseball bat from the ground, swung it round and hit Lao Xin Ma Zai in front of him on the left.

Lobster's men were not incompetent. They immediately used their knives to block the attack, thinking they could block it.

After all, Tuen Mun is not very quiet. Although Qing Yi Se is majestic, there are many collisions and petty fights. If people are not ruthless, they cannot stand.

Straw sandals may have straw bags, but red sticks are definitely not cowardly.

But the old and new Mazai did not block this full blow. The huge force bent the watermelon blade he used to block and hit his opponent on the shoulder.

Seeing this bad guy scream, he was knocked to the ground.

Lobster was not on the street, he was still standing on the roof, admiring the show.

Because of the distance, the people on the street are as small as ants. Even with sharp eyes, they cannot distinguish their true identities.

"Boss, Fire Machine sent someone to ask for support."

The confidants responsible for protecting the lobsters rushed forward to report.

"Let Shiban take people to help!"

Since there is going to be a big wave, Lobster will naturally be prepared, and the reserve team is an indispensable part.

When his subordinates heard the order, they immediately turned around and went down to inform Shiban.

Yuan Bao knocked down another old and new thug with a stick, gasped and looked forward, and found that it was so dark in front of him that he couldn't see the end at all.

"Damn, Guanzisen?"

"After fighting for a long time, there are more and more old and new people. Is there anything wrong?"

Yuan Bao, who had just celebrated his fortieth birthday, felt that his physical strength was not as good as before.

In the past, I could fight three women for two or three rounds, and I could go out with a knife to kill people and fight back my godfather's territory. But now I can't do that. I won't accept it anymore!

The confidants around him also panted heavily and finally defeated the opponent in front of them. Then they looked around and found Guan Zisen nowhere to be found.

"Boss, Guan Zaisen has always had such a bad behavior. He will shrink back when he sees a knife."

"He's just a turtle bastard."

"I'll punch his lungs out!"

"The bigger the people, the more people there are. Bastards like the old and the new should have come prepared. What should we do?"

what to do?

Salad!

Although the current situation is not advantageous, it is not without any chance of victory.

Shuanglong Lin's former subordinates all came out to fight against the old and new in order to protect their own territory.

The dozens of subordinates he brought with him were all veterans, capable of fighting and fighting. In addition, he had promised before that whoever made the greatest contribution would be given priority in getting good land.

When the God of Wealth takes action, even if God comes, the odds are still 50-50.

"Hold on, send someone back to report to your godfather, and ask him to send someone over quickly."

The lobster kicked the bad boy down and shouted loudly.

The confidant nodded, put the thing in his hand into his waistband, turned around and ran down the alley.

"Street boy!"

"Brothers, fight off the old and new gangs and smash them to pieces. I will give everyone a big red envelope!"

Yuan Bao cursed loudly and continued to fight forward with Ma Zai beside him.

When the slate was far away, Yuan Bao was seen. He had a straw in his mouth and kept chewing it. The small fire ax in his hand was turning.

Ghost Boxer Yuanbao is a well-known name in the world.

There is no false person under the great reputation.
Chapter completed!