Seeing that the two calves were about to collide with each other, the onlookers exclaimed in surprise.
In a fight, if someone attacks, you will get hit if you have poor martial arts skills, and avoid it if you have good martial arts skills. But who is like this fruit shop clerk, ready to see who is tougher?
Gang members talk about the rules of the underworld, but in fact, they are the ones who don't follow the rules the most. If they really follow the rules, they should be law-abiding citizens. Who should be the one to rule society?
So maybe Yu Tonghua had some iron plate or steel bar tied to his legs, and then the fruit shop clerk would suffer a great loss.
The moment Huang Xiaoji raised his foot, Lin Kucan was about to call for a stop, but Wang Jin signaled that it was okay.
You bastard who just came back from the Korean War, if you can't even beat a street thug, you might as well go back to your hometown in Guangxi and farm.
Not only Wang Jin, all the veterans watching had confidence in Huang Xiaoji. No one looked worried at all. Instead, they were all eager to give it a try.
Yu Tonghua kicked casually, and Huang Xiaoji responded resolutely.
Of course, Huang Xiaoji also kicked blindly. There are not only hot weapons on the battlefield. At critical moments, hand-to-hand combat is required. Therefore, our soldiers have high combat power, and the quality of individual soldiers is absolutely better than any other military force in the world.
It is not an exaggeration to call him the king of infantry.
Therefore, when Huang Xiaoji kicked, he had already judged the angle and strength to ensure that he could hit the target in one go.
What he learned were killing skills, not those fancy moves in the movies. You have to know that if you can't subdue your opponent as quickly as possible on the battlefield, you might be the next to die.
The result is predictable.
As soon as their feet touched each other, it was visible to the naked eye that the right calf of Yu Tonghua, the red stick, bent 90 degrees in an instant.
“Ah~~~”
A heart-wrenching scream came out of Yu Tonghua's mouth, and the cigarette in his mouth finally fell to the ground.
The men beside him were stunned for a moment, and immediately surrounded him:
"Brother Hua, Brother Hua!!! You bastard, how dare you kick my brother Hua???"
He Anle's men immediately drew out machetes from their backs and looked at Huang Xiaoji fiercely.
At this time, the "shop assistants" who were watching on Temple Street also rushed over instantly, holding steel pipes and other weapons in their hands, and the two sides came into direct confrontation.
Yu Tonghua, the red stick of Anle Jiulong Hall, had his leg broken by a kick, which instantly caused a sensation among the onlookers, and everyone widened their eyes.
Some people applauded, some complained, and some gloated.
Lin Kucan sighed inwardly, knowing that the thing he least wanted to face since coming to Hong Kong had finally happened.
But he was not a coward. What happened happened. At this time, Lin Kucan was extremely grateful that his youngest son had foresight.
Because if it weren't for the protection of these veterans, the more than ten people from the Lin and Pan families would probably not see the sun tomorrow.
Yu Tonghua's leg was broken by the kick. Because he was caught off guard, he screamed in pain and immediately became ruthless.
So when everyone thought that Lingnan Hall and Anton's people were going to have a fight, Yu Tonghua pulled out a pistol from behind and shot Huang Xiaoji in the calf.
Snap~~~
Huang Xiaoji was hit in the calf at close range and fell to the ground instantly. Wang Jin and others were dumbfounded and cursed loudly:
"Yu, do you have any shame? You're not as skilled as them, yet you actually use a gun to attack them? Is this how you and Anle's Red Sticks came about?"
"Where is your and Anle's brotherhood?"
"Damn Gangcan, do you guys want to die?"
There were already more than fifty retired soldiers at the scene (some were outside gathering information). Whether as the big brother or the head of Fengzi Hall, Wang Jin could not just watch his brothers suffer.
So everyone quickly took a fighting stance, waiting for the boss's order. Today, they had to keep these more than 30 people in flowered shirts and kick all their legs to pieces.
Everyone onlooker could see it, so how could professional hooligans like He Anle not see that the other party had bad intentions?
Yu Tonghua fired two more shots into the air, then pointed the gun at everyone in Lingnan Hall, especially the Lin family father and son:
"Whoever dares to move, let's see which is faster, your knife or my bullet!"
The staff at Lingnan Hall had already called the police, but the soldiers in green military uniforms patrolling the streets were peeking into the crowd but didn't come over to stop it.
In Hong Kong in the 1960s, these policemen only bullied ordinary people. If they really encountered gangs, they would be very careful about their lives and would try to stay as far away from them as possible.
Seeing that more and more people were watching, Yu Tonghua felt a sharp pain in his legs and needed immediate treatment, so he prepared to leave.
"Boss Lin, I, Yu, will remember today's broken leg. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you want us and Anle to forgive you, in addition to paying 100,000 yuan in protection money every month, you must also prepare 200,000 yuan for medical expenses.
In addition, Boss Lin will come to our hall in person to serve us tea and wine. I give you three days. If you don’t know what’s good for you, Lingnan Hall, then Hong Kong will not tolerate you. Let’s go~~~”
One of the gangsters was obviously not convinced, even though the other party was injured by his side, one injury in exchange for another, it seemed like a draw.
But if the Red Stick on his side had his leg broken, it would have caused great damage to Anle's reputation.
"Brother Hua, are we just leaving like this? I'm going to gather my brothers and destroy this shabby clinic today."
Yu Tonghua's face turned pale with pain, and he whispered:
"Don't act rashly. Lingnan Hall is not a simple organization. The dozens of young men behind them were clearly murderous and have seen blood. I suspect they are from the mainland's Big Circle Gang. We are no match for them.
I only have one gun and six rounds of ammunition, and I've already fired three. The enemy has at least 60 men, so we shouldn't be afraid of losing right now. Giving them three days is a delaying tactic. This matter requires the final say of the leader or the chief, and they won't be spared.
Besides, Anle and I have suffered losses, and the Gushengtang Clinic, who were behind this, must also give an explanation. If I can't squeeze hundreds of thousands of dollars out of Lingnantang and Gushengtang, then I have broken my leg in vain, right? "
The little gangster didn't understand why, but he knew that if you were a gangster, losing your hands and feet was not a big deal, what was scary was that they were broken into pieces and became worthless.
"I know, Brother Hua, let's go to the hospital now!"
"No, let's go to Gushengtang. I want to let the Li family see that I broke their leg for Gushengtang. They must give me an explanation."
Seeing a group of thugs leaving, Lin Kucan never ordered a pursuit and just left them to beat them up.
The reason is very simple. The other party has a gun, while we only have an iron rod.
Lin Kucan didn't want any retired soldier to die so easily in Hong Kong. Such a death would be too meaningless. He would wait until his youngest son came to decide everything.
Wang Jin's face turned ashen, and he still felt extremely aggrieved.
But he still had a sense of the overall situation and knew that the boss did not want to fight with the gangs, and if a fight really came, these 100 retired soldiers in the city would not be able to help.
They don't have martial ethics, so they use guns!
Lin Kucan was also feeling aggrieved. He had only been in Hong Kong for a few days, and he had already offended someone?
But now is not the time to feel depressed. Since someone has made a move, Lin Kushen must accept it.
Lin Kucan squatted down and gently pressed on Huang Xiaoji's legs. Huang Xiaoji bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from making any sound.
"Wang Jin, immediately send Xiaoji to the best Prince of Wales Hospital. The gunshot wound requires surgery. Fortunately, the bones are intact, and Xiaoji won't be left with a disability. Gancao, temporarily withdraw 5,000 yuan from the account."
"Okay, boss. Lu Xuezhi and Zhao Jintao, take Xiaoji to the hospital immediately."
"Wang Jin, arrange for 30 more brothers to take the 10 pistols hidden at home and send all the family members to Litchi Wo. Move quickly before He Anle reacts, otherwise they will intercept us halfway and cause trouble."
Litchi Wo is now the Lin family's base, with 400 retired soldiers stationed there, able to attack or defend, ensuring the safety of the Lin family.
Especially the Pan family and the pregnant daughter-in-law are the key protected persons among the key protected persons, and absolutely no harm can be done to them.
"Okay, boss. I'll arrange it right away. But what about our clinic and pharmacy?"
"Since they've given us three days, they might not necessarily act immediately. Right now, the safety of my family and you is paramount. If the clinic is smashed or burned, it doesn't matter. As long as we're here, we can always make a comeback."
Also, immediately send a telegram to the Huadu Military Region. Sanqi is currently conducting an inspection in Bao'an County, and ask him to return as quickly as possible. He once told me that he had secured a batch of weapons and would be shipping them over this time.
As long as we get the weapons, we'll kill them. At worst, we can just go back to China. I know everyone's feeling aggrieved, but let's just bear with it for a while. When Sanqi arrives, we'll hear his opinion on whether to fight back or remain patient.
"Okay, boss."
Wang Jin took a deep look at the person in the flowered shirt going away, then turned back to make arrangements. (End of this chapter)
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