You must be Yang Cheng, the former leader of the gang!
I saw your photo when I paid my respects, and the sword you were holding was the Imperial Guard Saber, the heirloom of my Hong Sheng Lian family!
Huang Mao wanted to stand up and bow to Yang Cheng, but his legs had gone weak with fear, and he had almost wet himself.
He struggled to get up a few times but couldn't manage it, which was quite embarrassing.
“Hong Shenglian, it’s been a long time, but it also feels like it hasn’t been that long.”
Yang Cheng sighed softly.
In fact, after arriving in this world, Yang Cheng had no intention of disturbing his old friends.
More than 20 years have passed, and I still appear before them the same way I did back then. How am I supposed to explain this to them?
Furthermore, the world of Ghost in Hong Kong has begun to change, and as a reincarnator, I am sure to be surrounded by dangers after arriving in this world.
If I don't go looking for them, they might still be fine.
If they continue to have any connection with me, then who knows?
The blond-haired man said cautiously, "Boss, the big boss has ordered us to look for you everywhere."
He wasn't sure what he should call Yang Cheng, so he simply called him Old Man Wen and Yang Cheng the Master.
"Your boss is looking for me? Who's the current leader of Hong Sheng Lian? Old Man Wen?"
Huang Mao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, but in the underworld, everyone calls the old man 'Crazy Old Man Wen'."
Yang Cheng frowned slightly. How did Gui Laowen know he had returned and send so many people to look for him?
Yang Cheng hadn't originally planned to disturb Hong Shenglian's old friends, but now it seemed he still had to go back and see them.
"Let's go, take me back to Hong Sheng Lian."
Huang Mao managed to get up and call a car, but his legs were still a little weak.
Having experienced such a terrifying incident, Huang Mao didn't have time to think about why the former leader of the gang was still so young after more than twenty years, or why Yang Cheng was able to kill that terrifying monster.
Everything he experienced today has completely shattered his pitiful worldview.
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Inside the entrance of Hong Sheng Lian Tang.
Slightly tipsy, Gui Laowen sent his bodyguard to the first floor to keep watch, then went upstairs, took off his coat, and placed the Type 38 dagger from his waist on the bedside table.
As the head of the Hung Shing Lian Tribe, Ghost Man owns a villa on Victoria Peak.
However, Gui Laowen only goes to the villa when he brings women back; when he is alone, he prefers to stay at the main hall.
After taking out a cotton cloth and applying oil to his military dagger for maintenance, Gui Laowen suddenly felt a bit listless.
In the first few years of his tenure at Hung Sheng Lian, he still had the opportunity to fight on the field.
Later, as the gang leader opened a film and television company, although he was excellent at making money, there was less fighting and killing. Even if there were some conflicts, he, as the big boss, would not have to get involved.
Therefore, he hasn't been able to use his Eight-Cut Sword for a long time; at most, he can only spar with others in the martial arts school.
Thinking about it now, the most enjoyable time was when I was fighting alongside Yang Cheng. Taking down a gang was as easy as picking something out of a bag.
Gui Laowen didn't notice that the window on the second floor of the hall had slowly opened at some point, and half a head silently flew in.
The person had long, loose hair, and it was vaguely discernible that they were a woman.
Because the head was only half a head, the upper half of the skin was ulcerated, and the lower half only had a row of teeth opening and closing, which was extremely bizarre.
Old Wen wrinkled his nose and suddenly smelled a strange, bloody odor.
The next moment, the Type 38 bayonets were drawn from their sheaths, overlapping each other, and slashed horizontally behind them!
The strange half-head easily dodged Gui Laowen's knife and charged at him again with a shriek.
Faced with such an eerie presence, Gui Laowen instantly sobered up.
But he showed no fear, only shouting, "You ugly star! So ugly and disgusting, I'm afraid to even cut you would dirty my blade!"
Despite saying that, Gui Laowen slashed with both swords in quick succession, thrusting, parrying, slashing, and wiping with ruthless agility.
However, that strange half of the head was extremely fast and powerful. In just a few moments, it broke through Gui Laowen's defense, knocked away his Eight-Cut Blade, and bit towards Gui Laowen's neck!
There was a wall behind Gui Laowen. Just when he had nowhere to retreat, a figure suddenly appeared in the room, grabbed the hair of the strange human head, slammed it to the ground, and then stomped on it until it was smashed to pieces!
Old Wen stared wide-eyed at the person in front of him, exclaiming in disbelief and delight, "Big Boss!"
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