After leaving Miss Ho's mahjong parlor, Yaoyang walked on the streets of Mong Kok.

Since this day was not Sunday, Yaoyang also took the time to come over to check on Miss He's progress, so he prepared to go back to the police station to take charge.

Yao Yang, who was already very familiar with Mong Kok, chose to walk into an alley and take a shortcut back.

This alley is a cross-type alley, a traditional garbage alley in Gangzhong City.

Many garbage bags are thrown in the alleys, and there are many side roads. Most people who are not locals in Mong Kok will not pass by here.

But just by chance, Yaoyang was walking in the alley when he heard a very loud noise coming from a side road.

There is no doubt that there are people in this alley, and there are quite a lot of them.

Yaoyang originally didn't want to take care of it, but just after walking a few steps, he heard several "crackling" sounds, followed by an even louder noise.

The sound was not a gunshot, but a crackling sound of a glass bottle breaking, which was very harsh.

"Does anyone still dare to cause trouble in Mong Kok?"

With this thought in mind, Yaoyang frowned, immediately turned left into the alleyway, and followed the sound.

There was a dead end of an alleyway not far away. Five young men and women, all stylishly dressed, were blocked here.

Each of these five young men had stab wounds on their bodies and were bleeding profusely. Two of them were braver, one had short blond hair and the other had long black hair. They were holding a smashed beer bottle in their hands and gesticulating.

There were more than twenty people blocking them, all around thirty years old, with machetes in their hands, shining with cold light.

The leader was a bald man with gold teeth. He looked to be at least in his fifties. He had two thick gold chains hanging around his neck. He was only wearing a suit. He was holding a short knife in his hand. The knife was stained with blood.

, the image is extremely poor.

"Bald man, we belong to Hong Le. If you touch us, you won't be afraid that our Hong Le will cause trouble for you!"

The surrounded man with long hair was holding a broken beer bottle and drinking.

"You bastards knocked me out and took my post to participate in the group meeting, making me the laughing stock of the whole Mong Kok. I have worked hard for several months and finally found you bastards. I am going to kill you today."

If I don’t do you, how will you come out to hang out in the future! Hong Le, what can Hong Le do, will he start a fight with me because of you bastards?"

The bald man had a look of hatred on his face, and even reflexively touched his head as he spoke.

He remembered clearly that at the Mong Kok Heroes Meeting a few months ago, he was knocked unconscious with a stick while walking on the road.

The result was not good, he did not go to the Heroes Meeting, Mong Kok underwent a big change, and he did not sign the rules that were signed by all the big guys in Mong Kok.

Because of that incident, he had been having a very tragic life in the past few months. People used the fact that he "didn't attend the gathering of heroes" to make trouble and try to take over his territory.

The bald man has also been in Mong Kok for twenty years, and he has some interpersonal relationships. In addition, the rules in Mong Kok have just begun, so everyone has scruples and does not directly use violent means to seize the scene.

In this way, the bald man finally settled the matter.

Of course, he has not forgotten the "big enemy" and has been sending people to investigate who plotted against him.

After several months of investigation, we finally found out:

At the gathering of heroes, there were only five boys from Hong Le in front of me, and they were not qualified to participate at all.

The five of them are just gangsters in Hongle, the lowest level of the community, and have no business in the territory.

Seeing the bald man's reluctance, it was obvious that he and others would not be let go so easily today.

The blond-haired Fei Quan looked at his injured brothers, and then at the opponent's posture holding a machete. Comparing the two, he really felt that he had no chance of winning.

Fei Quan suddenly spoke and said seriously:

"Bald man, I was the one who injured you. One person does the work and the other takes the responsibility. How about you let my brothers go and I let you handle it?"

"Brother Quan!"

"Fei Quan, the worst we can do is fight him."

Fei Quan's brothers were also very loyal, including a girl, who immediately tried to dissuade him, with expressions of unwillingness and resentment on their faces, and none of them showed any fear.

"Shut up! It's better to die alone than to die together."

Fei Quan shouted angrily, looked at the bald man again, and said:

"How about it?"

"Oh!"

The bald man smiled disdainfully and said in a weird voice:

"Hey, you did a good job of showing brotherly love in front of me! But I have no intention of letting any of you off today."

Seeing that the other party refused to give in, Fei Quan's eyes flashed with anger, his hand holding the beer bottle tightened, and he wanted to risk his life.

However, he was ambushed today. Fei Quan was completely unprepared. He was really unsure of how to deal with the bald man's twenty-odd knives.

The key is that several of his good brothers are here. It doesn't matter if he fights to the death. Fei Quan doesn't want to hurt his brothers.

At this time, the long-haired man beside Fei Quan spoke again:

"Bald man, you are not afraid of our Hong Le, nor are you afraid of Mr. Lei? The rules of Mong Kok are that you are not allowed to fight on the street. Peace is the most important thing. Even if you want to fight, you have to leave Mong Kok... How dare you break the rules?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, the bald man laughed even louder, shook his head disdainfully and said:

"Yaoyang, does he really think he is the Thunder Tiger of the past? What era is it now? He still sets rules for us people to abide by. It is a big joke. If I don't abide by his rules, what will happen?

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"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to you bastards for taking care of me. The only one who doesn't sign any rules in Mong Kok is me, the bald man. So strictly speaking, I don't need to take him seriously."

"And if I kill you here, who knows? Yaoyang, you are a deadbeat, do you think he is a god?"

"Hahaha……"

Along with the bald man's loud laughter, the other boys also laughed together.

"I'm definitely not a god, but I'm not a deadbeat either."

At this time, with a cold voice, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, walking over from far to near.

"who?"

"Lei...Mr. Lei!"

Everyone looked back and saw clearly who was coming.

Immediately, the faces of Fei Quan and others showed joy. On the contrary, the expressions of the bald man and his party instantly became ugly.

Especially the bald man himself, the muscles on his face twitched and he forced a smile:

"Sir Lei, I misunderstood, I just talked nonsense."

"Is it a misunderstanding to take the knife?"

Yaoyang continued to approach and said coldly.

"knife?"

The bald man felt the weight on his hand and quickly explained:

"Sir Lei, I just wanted to scare a few kids, I never thought about actually doing anything!"

"Oh!"

Yaoyang smiled coldly and his tone became even colder:

"I hate it when people say bad things about me behind my back, and I hate it even more when people treat me like an idiot in front of me."

In this situation, the bald man knew that he would never get better.

Who would have thought that at this time, in such a remote alley, one could meet Yaoyang himself.

Not only did he see with his own eyes that he broke the rules, but he also let him hear with his own ears that he said bad things about him.

It is completely impossible for him not to take revenge on himself. Now, there is only one way!

Heartbroken, the bald man's hand holding the knife secretly tightened. On the surface, he was dejected, waiting for Yaoyang to approach!

Yaoyang slowly walked towards the bald man, seemingly not noticing anything strange at all.

It was too late to say, but it was too soon. Just when Yaoyang was less than two meters away from the bald man, the bald man stepped forward, raised the dagger in his right hand fiercely, and without any warning, slashed toward Yaoyang from bottom to top.

The trajectory of this knife was fierce. If it had been struck firmly and with greater force, Yaoyang would have been disemboweled!

"Bald man, what are you doing?"

"Boss!"

"Sir Lei, be careful."

No one expected that the bald man would be so bold to attack Yaoyang directly, or to kill him.

For a moment, both the bald man's younger brother and Fei Quan and others were shocked and screamed.

The bald man couldn't hear anything at this moment. He just wanted to kill Yaoyang, then put the blame on Fei Quan and the others, and then kill Fei Quan and others to silence them.

Only in this way can I continue to hang out in Mong Kok.

If not, not only will I not get anything out of it, I'm afraid the end will be very miserable.

The bald man had heard that at the meeting of heroes, Hexing Yaodong once offended Yaoyang because of a few words. His territory was swallowed up, and he was not arrested by the police, and was thrown into Stanley Prison.

Moreover, I heard that Hop Hing Dragon Head also sent people into Stanley to make life difficult for Yaodong.

When he thought of this, the bald man's scalp went numb, and his hand that took out the knife was a little faster.

"I can see clearly even the changing of cards in the dark environment, let alone your knife?"
To be continued...