"Ah Sheng, don't go back this afternoon. Stay at the hall and have lunch with us."
The Dragon City Championship resumes tonight. Just one more win and Hong Sheng Lian will be in the top fifty.
The rules of the Dragon City Championship are that each club can send a maximum of three people to compete, although one person can also fight in three matches.
This is mainly to accommodate large organizations.
After all, a top-ten society like the British Commonwealth Society has three members with the double red stick.
If only one person can participate, then they will probably have to fight within the club before even stepping into the ring.
As for those small clubs, let alone three, they would struggle to even gather one person.
However, the Dragon City Conquest Tournament was created for large gangs to divide up territory and demonstrate their strength, so the interests of these small gangs were naturally ignored.
Yang Sheng already won one game yesterday, and if he wins another one today, he'll be absolutely guaranteed a spot in the top 50.
There are two or three hundred triads in Hong Kong, but most of them are just a few dozen people guarding a place, small fry and scoundrels.
There are only about a hundred people who are truly famous and have opened their own temples.
Therefore, making it into the top 50 is already a pretty good result for Hong Shenglian; at least it's not shameful.
Uncle Chang suddenly remembered something and instructed Yang Sheng, "By the way, if we encounter people from those big gangs on the stage this time, there's no need to go all out."
"A ring match doesn't necessarily have to be a fight to the death."
Uncle Chang was genuinely scared.
If Yang Sheng offends Luo Rong, he won't get a sleep all night. If he were to kill another guy he can't afford to offend in the ring, he'd probably have a heart attack.
Yang Sheng nodded and said, "Understood, sir."
As long as they don't go for the kill, I'll stop short of killing them.
At eight o'clock, after dinner, Uncle Chang led Hung Shing-lin and his group to Kowloon Walled City to prepare for the Dragon City Championship.
When Yang Sheng left Kowloon Walled City last time, he had just arrived in this world and his mind was full of thoughts about the mission, so he didn't pay much attention to his surroundings along the way.
It wasn't until this time that he carefully observed the Kowloon Walled City, which in later generations could only be seen in movies and TV shows.
As far as the eye can see, there are messy, towering, dirty, and crooked high-rise buildings all around, with tangled wires overhead like spider webs.
Narrow, cramped, dilapidated and crowded.
A faint, greasy, fishy stench emanated from the sewage on the ground.
Every building is covered with a dense array of shop signs: dentist, pedicurist, traditional Chinese medicine, and dog meat hot pot.
This is Kowloon Walled City, the infamous no-man's-land.
Drug trafficking, arms dealing, smuggling, prostitution, unlicensed doctors, human trafficking... and other despicable professions were countless in Kowloon Walled City, making it a veritable hell on earth, yet it also exuded a strange kind of prosperity.
The decision to hold the Dragon City Championship in Kowloon Walled City was made after much deliberation by various triad groups.
Setting up such a ring in the outside world is fine, but it would be troublesome if someone were killed.
However, within the Kowloon Walled City, one could set up a life-or-death arena at will, and the death of one or two people was no big deal to the Kowloon Walled City.
In the past, the Hong Kong British government sent several thousand policemen into the Kowloon Walled City, but they still had to retreat in disgrace.
Even the most arrogant triad bosses outside didn't dare to act too recklessly inside Kowloon Walled City.
This place is full of desperados.
Even hiring a gunman is done in a very secretive way by various gangs, and taking action against a short-range dog is a big deal.
But within the Kowloon Walled City, some people even openly used rocket launchers.
These outlaws are a completely different concept from the members of the gang.
Hong Shenglian and his group entered the basement of a building, where most of the triads had already arrived.
In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Hong Shenglian's group, their gazes filled with surprise and curiosity.
It would be one thing if a member of the Hong Sheng Lian gang killed a member of the British Associated Press's Double Flower Red Pole on the ring.
As a result, Hong Shenglian actually killed Luo Rong off the stage.
This resurgence of the once-forgotten community of the elderly in Hong Kong was quite unexpected for them.
Uncle Chang and the other three elders of Hong Sheng Lian felt slightly uncomfortable with this kind of gaze, but the other members of Hong Sheng Lian felt very encouraged.
This is better than everyone ignoring Hung Sheng-Lian before.
Shortly after everyone was seated, the fight began, with fighters from both sides selected by lottery taking to the stage.
Uncle Chang said to Wen, the foreigner standing next to Yang Sheng, "Wen, you're usually the most gossipy and know a lot about the experts from various gangs."
"You can give Ah Sheng a good talk, tell him what those opponents are good at, and what level of gang they belong to."
Uncle Chang was still a little worried about Yang Sheng, so he emphasized the last sentence.
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