Each attack by the three men took away about ten of their own men.

Upon seeing this, the crown prince seemed to have thought of something and roared at Ghost Eye.

"Ghost Eye, you fucking cheated!"

"These people aren't short mules, they're soldiers!"

"They're soldiers from the north!"

"You're using a soldier to impersonate a dwarf mule? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?!"

Upon hearing this, Ghost Eye chuckled, a mischievous smile appearing on his usually cool face for the first time.

"Your Highness, I didn't stop you!"

"If you're so capable, you could also find a soldier in the north to be your underling!"

"If you can find it... I have no objection!"

Seeing the smug look on Ghost Eyes' face, the Crown Prince finally understood where that loser Gui Liren's confidence came from, allowing him to challenge all the bigwigs in Hong Kong single-handedly.

The men he brought with him all knew a thing or two about martial arts, far superior to the stragglers under other people's command.

Even so, they couldn't hold out for more than a few seconds against this group of soldiers... Imagine if it were someone else.

This group of soldiers from the north doesn't need to be large, just three thousand!

Sweeping through all the triads on Hong Kong Island is definitely not a dream!

Just as the crown prince had figured this out, he saw over a hundred of his own men lying dead.

At this moment, even the Crown Prince couldn't control how Song Changhe would retaliate against him. If he didn't run away now, there would only be one outcome: death...

Thinking of this, the crown prince immediately shouted at his underlings,

"withdraw!"

The underlings, already at their last gasp, immediately took off running upon hearing this, but they couldn't outrun the other underlings...

Now I only regret that my parents didn't give me two more legs.

Fei Quan chased after them for about a hundred meters, then slashed down the two men before spitting a mouthful of blood-stained saliva onto the ground.

"Damn, that's fast!"