The melee involving hundreds of people lasted for nearly half an hour, and finally ended with the victory of the well-prepared 14K.
The ground was littered with bloody wounded soldiers, and judging by visual observation, the number of people who died at the scene was definitely more than ten.
"Boss, it's done. We have killed all the people in Hehetu."
Ming, a short and fat boy, stood beside Brother Bing and whispered.
Brother Bing glanced at the messy battlefield not far away and waved his hand casually:
“Send the injured brothers to get bandaged, collect the brothers who died in the battle, and then find a Hehetu brother who is less seriously injured to report the news to their boss, Jin Yasu.
Just say that from now on, Stanley Street is our 14K territory, and if they don’t accept it, we welcome them to start a war at any time.”
Fatty Ming heard this and said with a chuckle:
"Hehe... Boss, Hehetu lost three streets of territory in one night. Jin Yasu must be crying in the toilet."
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It turns out that the 14K not only launched operations on Stanley Street tonight, but also took action on two other adjacent streets at the same time, tearing the fattest piece of meat from the body of Hehetu. It seems that the underworld will not be peaceful for some time to come.
"What's the use of fainting in the toilet? It won't be too late for him to cry after we take over all their territory."
After hearing what Fatty Ming said, Brother Bing smiled, which was rare for him.
Haozi, who was standing by, looked at the two of them and couldn't help but say:
"Brother Bing, in my opinion, we might as well kill Jin Ya Su directly, and then take advantage of their leaderlessness to swallow up He He Tu in one gulp."
Hearing this, Brother Bing glanced at the other party and thought to himself, there are only a few people in their 14K now. They have just arrived in the glamorous world of Hong Kong City. They have grabbed a piece of territory from the weaker local Hehetu with their fearless ruthlessness. They already have an unstable foothold.
As a new gang in Hong Kong, it was a matter of ability to seize territory from old gangs like Hehetu, and naturally no one would dare to say anything about the fighting. But if they directly attacked the boss of Hehetu, it might cause public outrage in Hong Kong.
If the entire Hong Kong underworld unites to target the 14K by then, they will be in big trouble and may not be able to survive in Hong Kong. This is something that no one wants to see.
So, needless to say, no one with a bit of common sense would agree with Haozi's suggestion. But Brother Bing didn't want to say anything more to him for the time being.
He just patted the other person's arm and said:
"As younger brothers, we must learn to listen to the boss. This is the boss's plan. Since you have a suggestion that you think is good, you can find an opportunity to mention it to the boss.
But until the boss adjusts the plan, we must execute it according to the plan, understand?"
Although Brother Bing still seemed to be teaching Haozi, Haozi felt that Brother Bing's attitude seemed to have changed. He didn't know if it was because he had just won a battle, so he didn't think much about it. He could only nod his head in dismay and said:
"I understand, Brother Bing."
Fatty Ming, who was standing aside, had obviously spent more time with Brother Bing. He had already noticed the change in Brother Bing's attitude towards this young man. His mind was like a mirror, and as he looked at the still ignorant young man, a sneer appeared in his heart.
He didn't say anything, but continued to ask his boss Brother Bing:
"Boss, what should we do with the injured thugs on the other side?"
"Of course we'll just leave them to the people from Hehetu to deal with! Do we have to heal their little brothers' injuries after we take over their territory?"
Brother Bing said casually without caring.
Hearing this, Fatty Ming nodded with a smile.
"Yes, sir, I'll have someone throw them to the people of Hehetu right away."
"Well! Don't forget to count the losses of these stalls. We will have to ask Hehetu for compensation later!"
After saying that, he finally stood up from his seat, looked down at his suit, flicked off the non-existent dust with his hand and said:
"I'm going to meet these foreigners who are watching the fun."
Hearing this, Haozi next to him couldn't help but eager to try:
"Brother Bing, I'll accompany you!"
Hearing this, Brother Bing frowned, looked at the other party with a squint and said:
"What are you going to do?"
"There are so many people on the other side. If you go there alone, I'm afraid you'll be in danger."
Haozi was quite dissatisfied with the fact that Brother Bing attached so much importance to those foreigners. Now that he saw that he was going to contact them, of course he didn't want to miss the opportunity. He wanted to see what kind of person on the other side was someone who should not be provoked.
When Fatty Ming heard Haozi volunteer, he glanced at the group of foreigners in the distance, thinking about something, and then he started to speak:
"Boss, there are a lot of people on the other side. It's not safe for you to go alone. Let Haozi accompany you!"
Hearing what Feizai Ming said, Brother Bing frowned again and looked at Feizai Ming. For a moment he didn't understand what his brother meant, but as a good brother, he couldn't refuse the other party's proposal.
I could only turn around and look at Haozi and say:
"It's not impossible to take you there, but you are not allowed to speak without my permission, understand?"
When Haozi heard that Brother Bing agreed to let him go, he was immediately delighted and nodded hurriedly:
"Don't worry, Brother Bing. I promise to keep my mouth shut the entire time and not say a word."
Upon hearing this, Brother Bing looked at him deeply and didn't say anything else. Instead, he stood up and walked towards the direction where Fang Lang and the others were.
At this time, Fang Lang saw that the excitement was over and prepared to leave.
To be honest, Fang Lang was quite disappointed when he saw young and gangsters fighting for territory for the first time in real life. It was not as exciting as what was shown in movies and TV shows. All he saw was brutal violence.
There was no brotherhood like in movies and TV shows. Even their boss did not participate in the killing, but sat aside and watched his brothers risk their lives. Fang Lang could only give a bad review for such performance.
Just when they were about to leave after having their fill of food and drink, they noticed that someone from the table of the 14K boss was walking towards them.
The first ones to react were not the guards who were protecting Fang Lang and the others. After all, the other party had not yet approached their warning range. However, the sniper in the distance immediately aimed his gun at Brother Bing and the other man at the reminder of the observer.
Brother Bing had just taken two steps in the direction of Fang Lang when he felt his hair stand on end and a palpitation flashed through his body. This made him shudder all over, and his raised foot stopped in mid-air, not knowing whether to put it down.
As a veteran, he had a veteran's instinct for danger. The current situation set off alarm bells in his heart, although he didn't know where the danger came from.
But he didn't feel it early or late. As soon as he stood up and walked towards the other party, he was stared at. It was so obvious that if he still didn't know what was going on, he would have no chance of survival.
Haozi, who was standing by, saw Bingge's reaction and said with some confusion:
"Brother Bing, what's wrong?"
Hearing this, Brother Bing stopped walking and said casually:
"fine."
He knew very well in his heart that the other party was much more powerful than he had imagined, otherwise they would not have needed such tight security. They had not been in Gangcheng for long, but they had also seen the Governor of Gangcheng traveling.
Even the Governor of Hong Kong does not have such strict security measures around him. Although this does not mean that the other party is more important than the Governor of Hong Kong, it at least shows that the other party is definitely not someone they can afford to provoke.
At this time, he couldn't help but groan in his heart. He felt that if he went there now, he didn't know what kind of situation he would face. He hoped that the other party would not hold him responsible because of his actions that disturbed the other party's interest.
As for whether he should turn around and leave now, Brother Bing didn't even dare to think about it. If he didn't go up and apologize to such a person at the scene, it would be impolite.
After figuring this out, Brother Bing continued to walk towards where Fang Lang and the others were.
But his sudden stop just now also attracted the attention of the snipers. They were all veterans and naturally knew what it meant for someone to have such a reaction.
The observer spoke directly:
"This middle-aged man is an expert. We need to remind the boss to be careful."
The sniper stared at Bingge's figure in the scope motionlessly, fearing that the other party would leave his sight.
A faint hum escaped from his mouth;
"Um!"
Seeing that his companion agreed with his statement, the observer took out a flashlight with a piece of black gauze covering the lamp head, and flashed the light three times in the direction of Fang Lang.
Qi Qingshan, who had been paying attention to the surrounding movements, immediately received the signal from the sniper position. He lowered his voice and turned to Fang Lang and said:
"Boss, the sniper has sent out a danger warning signal!"
Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and nodded:
"They should have discovered that the middle-aged man is a veteran. Don't worry. There are many veterans who have retreated from the defeated army in Hong Kong City.
This guy probably has no ill intentions here, so don't take him too seriously."
Although Fang Lang said this, Qi Qingshan, as his adjutant, did not dare to let his guard down and could only nod and say:
"OK!"
Then his eyes turned to Brother Bing and the other man who were slowly walking towards him.
Naturally, Qi Qingshan was not the only one who saw the sniper's warning signal. The guards who had been standing on guard nearby also immediately became alert. Looking at the two people slowly approaching, their hands unconsciously touched the lining of their windbreakers.
The equipment of the guards around Fang Lang is very advanced. They are not wearing military uniforms this time. They are all wearing a black wool coat over their suits. This coat is not only windproof and warm, but also can cover the equipment they carry.
Although the port city in December is not as cold as the north, wearing such a tweed coat will not look out of place at all.
At this moment, in addition to the Browning pistol imitated by the Fangyuan Group's Light Weapons Research Institute, each of the guards also had a brand new MP5 submachine gun hanging on a gun rope in their tweed coats. Of course, there are some differences between this gun and the later MP5.
However, this submachine gun produced under Fang Lang's guidance has avoided many detours. It is very powerful and is now well-liked by soldiers in the Brazilian Navy's special tactics research group.
The guards put their hands into the lining of their windbreakers, naturally ready to use their MP5s at any time.
The two guards who were facing the direction where Brother Bing and the other man were heading walked towards them from a distance, stretched out their left hands and signaled them to stop.
"Stop!"
Seeing this, Brother Bing stopped right where he was, and instead of moving forward, he smiled and bowed to the others, saying:
"Brothers, we have no ill intentions. We came here to express our apologies to the bosses because the fight here disturbed their fun. Please don't mind!"
Although Brother Bing spoke politely, the guards could not understand the Cantonese they spoke, so the two guards ignored what he said and asked him about his purpose in Portuguese.
For a moment, the two sides were talking at cross purposes, looking at each other in bewilderment, and the scene was very awkward. Fang Lang laughed loudly at this, and said to Qi Qingshan beside him:
"Why don't you go over and ask them? See what they want to do."
Hearing this, Qi Qingshan stood up and nodded:
"Yes, boss!"
Just as Qi Qingshan nodded and walked over, Haozi, who came with Brother Bing, saw the two guards looking alert, and couldn't help but step out from behind Brother Bing and shouted:
"What are you doing? This is our territory now, understand? You two ghosts, get out of the way now."
After hearing what this guy said, Brother Bing, who was standing next to him, kicked the other person in the knee without thinking, and he felt extremely regretful in his heart. He shouldn't have listened to Fatty Ming and brought this guy over.
But what he didn't expect was that their actions and attitudes aroused the guards' high alertness. They leaned forward and pointed their guns without hesitation. Two short and powerful MP5 submachine guns were already aimed at the two men.
When Brother Bing saw the other party's posture, he knew that he had encountered a tough guy. Without saying anything, he raised his hands and said loudly:
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, brother, there is a misunderstanding here, we have no ill intentions."
Haozi, who was kicked to the ground by Brother Bing, didn't react at first and was about to argue with Brother Bing again, but when he looked up and saw that the other party took out two submachine guns from somewhere and pointed them at the two of them, he was so frightened that he froze and lay on the ground, not daring to move.
He naturally knew the power of hot weapons, but now they are gangsters. In Hong Kong, it's okay to kill people with a machete, but if you use hot weapons in a firefight, the problem will be serious.
In fact, he did have a pistol on him, but he didn't dare to take it. He thought he was not a fool, and if you took out a gun in this situation, you would definitely be courting death.
So, he also very wisely raised his hands.
As the two guards raised their guns, the guards behind them quickly opened their windbreakers and held up the MP5s in their hands.
Four guards rushed over with submachine guns and surrounded Brother Bing and Haozi.
Before Bingge could react, two guards came forward and knocked him to the ground with the butt of a rifle. Then they controlled his hands and pressed them on the back of his head.
Haozi, who was already lying on the ground, naturally could not escape such a fate.
At this moment, Brother Bing looked at Haozi with murderous eyes. This damn bastard, was more of a hindrance than a help. He had just come forward to visit her, but because of this bastard's action, things had become like this and were out of control.
How could this not make him angry?
What happened next made him even more angry. When the two opponents searched Haozi, they actually found a Browning pistol.
When he saw the pistol, he knew that he was in big trouble today, and he and his men might die here today.
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