At midnight, Lee Tung Street in Wan Chai, which was bustling during the day, began to become deserted.

Most of the shops on Lee Tung Street, known for its photo printing, sales of printed materials and wedding invitations, have closed down.

This is a hub for Hong Kong people to make and sell wedding invitations.

Therefore, Lee Tung Street is also known as "Wedding Invitation Street".

The buildings on Lee Tung Street are old and the street is not very wide, but it is less crowded at night.

The uniformed police officers on duty rarely patrol this area.

This kind of environment is perfect for local gangs to sunbathe their horses or open fire.

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Just after midnight, a group of thugs wielding steel pipes and watermelon knives surged in from the west side of Lidong Street.

There were so many of these people, they filled the street.

At first glance, there were at least six or seven hundred people.

The one leading the group was none other than Guo Tao, the "Tiger of Wan Chai".

Today, Guo Tao was holding a machete that was over a foot long. The handle and his right hand holding the machete were both tightly bound with red cloth strips.

The short sleeves of his gray T-shirt couldn't hide the tiger tattoo on his arm.

Tonight's brawl saw the entire Chao Gang of Wan Chai mobilized.

To make the gang look even more impressive, Guo Tao borrowed more than 200 thugs from other branches of the Chao Gang.

(P.S.: "Stacked horses" is a Hong Kong underworld term meaning having a large and powerful force.)

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At almost the same time, a large group of people poured in from the east side of Lee Tung Street.

This group outshone the Chao Gang in both their attire and their imposing presence.

A massive group of nearly a thousand people, all dressed in black T-shirts and with knives wrapped in black cloth, surged toward the other end of the street, exuding a menacing aura...

The already narrow Lidong Street was suddenly crowded with more than a thousand people.

Such a scene frightened dozens of shops that were still open, causing them to quickly close their doors.

The few pedestrians scattered on the street knew that something big was about to happen, so they quickened their pace and hurried away without looking back...

In Hong Kong during the 1990s, it was common for triads to open their doors and fight in the streets and alleys of many places.

But this is the first time I've seen two forces mobilize so many, with over a thousand people, as we did tonight.

If so many people were to actually fight, there would be heavy casualties and rivers of blood...

The two streams of people swarmed and collided head-on until they reached the middle of Lee Tung Street, where they finally stopped.

The leaders of the Dragon Gang were none other than two notorious kingpins from Hong Kong:

Zhang Ziqiang and Ye Zhihuan.

Tonight, they have no AKs, pistols, or grenades.

But even with steel knives in hand, the two men were no less imposing than anyone else.

"So, Boss Guo, do you think my Dragon Gang's small force is good enough for you?"

Tonight, Zhang Ziqiang was still wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, but there was no sign of tension on his face.

"Tch, who knows if your Dragon Gang members were hired for 50 yuan?"

Before Guo Tao could answer, a blond man wearing a red sleeveless shirt behind him blurted out.

"Holy crap, who are you? My Hong Kong Dragon Gang has over a thousand brothers, do we need to spend money to fill our ranks?"

Ye Zhihuan, enraged, pointed his knife at the red-clad, blond man:

"When the movie starts, the first thing I'll do is chop you up!"

"Come on, I, Wanchai Golden Hair, am not afraid of you?" The red-clothed Golden Hair also raised his watermelon knife, confronting Ye Zhihuan on the other side.

The henchmen on both sides suddenly became enraged, brandishing knives and sticks and hurling insults at each other...

"All of you, get your fathers back!"

(PS: "Shut up" is the Cantonese expression for "receive a father" or "shut up.")

Guo Tao turned around and shouted, silencing his men's commotion.

Zhang Ziqiang simply raised his left hand, and the thousand-strong gang behind him immediately fell silent, not daring to make a sound.

The difference in discipline and quality between the two groups is immediately apparent.

Seeing this, Guo Tao further suppressed his remaining contempt, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily a few times:

"Boss Zhang, is there really no way for our two gangs to talk?"

“We can talk. Starting tonight, you, Guo Tao, will lead the Chao Gang out of Wan Chai and host a hundred tables of banquet to apologize to my boss. Then this matter can be put to rest.”

Zhang Ziqiang smiled kindly, his left hand habitually adjusting the glasses on his nose.

"Damn! You want us, the Chao Gang, to give up Wan Chai? Are you out of your mind?"

The blond-haired man shouted insults, showing absolutely no respect to the king of thieves on the other side:

"Zhang Ziqiang, others may be afraid of you, but I, Jinmao, don't take you seriously. Without a gun, you're nothing!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhihuan was enraged again and was about to retort with insults, but Zhang Ziqiang raised his hand to stop him.

Since the two sides have reached this point, there's no need for further verbal sparring.

"Brother Guo, the horses have already been dried. Tonight, in terms of sheer numbers, you can't match the Dragon Gang's stacked horses."

"Whether it's war or peace, you only need to say one thing."

Zhang Ziqiang spoke calmly, but his right hand, gripping the knife, tightened its grip secretly.

Guo Tao, standing more than 10 meters away, vaguely felt the oppressive aura coming towards him. He understood that there was no room for maneuver in tonight's Wan Chai dispute.

Unless, Guo Tao is willing to accept the humiliation, withdraw from the underworld, bear the infamy of the Chao Gang, and hand over Wan Chai.

But... is that even possible?

"I, Guo Tao, joined the Chao Gang at the age of 18. I have fought in no less than 200 battles, big and small, but I have never backed down in the face of battle."

In the final moments before the battle, Guo Tao suddenly felt a pang of emotion:

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