As soon as Tan Jie told them to "eliminate the 'bandits,'" Bai Tie's gap-toothed face flashed with delight. He took the opportunity to take the order, saying, "I, Bai, am more than capable of dealing with a 'bandit,' right? Leave this to me!" A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.
The next night, the night was as dark as ink, hanging heavily over the sky above the Kowloon Hotel. The dim lights swayed in the wind, casting a hazy shadow on the street in front of the hotel.
The thread of fate brought the two old enemies here, and the "bandit" and Bai Tie met in front of the Kowloon Hotel.
"Hmph, who was I thinking? Turns out to be you, you bastard!" Bai Tie's eyes widened, the rage gushing from his eyes seemed to be able to burn everything in front of him to ashes. His voice sounded as if it came from the depths of hell, full of resentment and ferocity.
"Who are you calling a bastard? You're a fool!" The "bandit" was also furious, with veins bulging on his forehead like twisted earthworms. He was shaking with anger, and he wished he could tear the provocateur in front of him into pieces immediately.
When enemies meet, their eyes are full of jealousy. The two men immediately started cursing at each other, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and a fierce fight was about to break out.
Seeing this, the fourth and fifth brothers from Shenyang rushed forward to stop them. The fourth brother, looking anxious, reached out to grab Bai Tie and said, "Brother Bai, we are all family, why do we have to kill each other? Let's talk it out!"
Lao Wu also echoed: "Yeah, yeah, we're all on the same side of the world. We'll meet each other sooner or later. Don't be impulsive!"
However, Bai Tie didn't appreciate it at all. He glared at him and roared like a wolf, "Don't bother interrupting me here. This is none of your business! If I don't subdue that bastard 'bandit' today, I'll be unworthy of being 'Little Jinzhou'!"
How could the "bandit" swallow this insult? He turned around abruptly, grabbed a bench from the restaurant, and rushed towards Baitie like a tiger descending from the mountain, roaring, "'Little Jinzhou', don't go too far! When have I, 'Bandit', ever been afraid of a nameless rat like you? Today I'll let you know how powerful I am!"
Bai Tie saw the opponent's fierce attack, but he was not afraid at all. A cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. With a "whoosh", he pulled out a spear with a cold gleam from his waist. The spear flashed with a cold light in the dim light, like the scythe of the god of death.
Bai Tieru was like a madman, waving his bayonet and stabbing the "bandit" fiercely.
The bandit saw the situation was not good, and thought to himself that it was not good. He quickly threw down the bench, turned around and ran away. His figure fled in panic in the night, like a wild animal being chased by a hunter. Bai Tie was chasing him closely, shouting and cursing: "Run, see how far you can run!"
The two chased each other all the way to the uphill slope near Goldlion. In a panic, the "bandit" tripped over something and fell forward, falling heavily to the ground. He was about to struggle to get up when he saw Bai Tie flying forward like a ghost.
"Go to hell!" Bai Tie shouted fiercely, and without hesitation, he plunged the bayonet in his hand into the "bandit's" chest. In an instant, blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing on Bai Tie's face and body. The warm blood with a pungent smell made Bai Tie even more crazy.
The bandit's eyes widened, filled with resentment and fear. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. As his life force gradually faded, the bandit's body slowly collapsed, dying on the spot.
Bai Tie gasped for breath, watching the "bandit" die, and then he came to his senses. He wiped the blood from his face, winked at the group of people beside him, and whispered, "Let's go!"
Then, like ghosts, the gang slipped away, quickly vanishing into the darkness. Leaving behind them were the bodies of the "bandits" lying quietly on the ground, a pool of crimson blood spreading through the darkness, silently telling the cruelty and sadness of this underworld feud.
After solving the internal hidden dangers, Song Zhijun knew that he had to bring benefits to his brothers, otherwise the team would be difficult to lead if morale was low.
In the Guangzhou night, with neon lights flashing and an atmosphere of decadence and extravagance, Ye Dongfang was reminiscing about the excitement and sweetness of his last robbery.
The heavy banknotes in her hand seemed to still carry the warmth of blood, but they made the greed in her heart grow like weeds.
"Boss, thanks to you, I can have such a good experience." Ye Dongfang smiled charmingly, his eyes full of flattery for the bandit king Song Zhijun.
Song Zhijun grinned, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth. "Hmph, you're quite capable. Follow me closely, and you'll have plenty of benefits in the future."
So, driven by greed, Ye Dongfang embarked on a journey of sin again.
This time, she still held a fake marriage certificate and went to the golden channel - Fuzhou with the bandit king Song Zhijun, He Jinxiang, Xiaodong, and the prostitute Yan Zhili.
In Fuzhou City, the sun shines on the ancient streets and the crowds are bustling.
Ye Dongfang was like a cunning fox and quickly locked onto his target in the crowd.
The target was a fake overseas Chinese, but in reality a gold smuggler. She twisted her waist and deliberately swayed in front of the man, her eyes full of seductive charm.
"Oh, sir, I see that you are very handsome and it seems like we have a good connection." Ye Dongfang said in a delicate voice.
The gold smuggler, who was nearly fifty years old and had a prosthetic leg, was overjoyed when he saw such a beautiful young girl actively chatting with him. He was like a fly seeing blood and was instantly attracted to her.
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