"Bang!"
Wang Dazhuang kicked the table, causing the wine to fall and make a loud noise.
"Which gang are you from? The one who dares to steal your grandfather's business?"
The bald man chuckled, pushed Xiaomei aside, and patted her butt as he did so.
He crossed his legs, leaned back in the booth, and said arrogantly, "State your name."
Seeing that he was not taken seriously, Wang Dazhuang felt insulted and his fists hardened instantly.
"Black Tiger Gang, Wang Dazhuang, who the hell are you?"
"Black Tiger Gang?" the bald man repeated.
Just as Wang Dazhuang was about to raise his chin, he heard him continue, "Oh, it's that trash gang that the police chased like dogs."
The henchmen standing behind the bald man, poised to pounce, burst into laughter.
"Brother Qiang, calling them dogs is an insult to dogs."
"I think they're not even as good as dogs."
"I thought it was some kind of powerful gang, but it turns out to be just some small piece of trash from the Black Tiger Gang."
"What kind of class do you have? Daring to brandish knives and guns in front of my Brother Qiang."
Now, not only Wang Dazhuang, but all the other members of the Black Tiger Gang were enraged, clenching their fists and glaring angrily at the bald man and his gang.
Hearing the unbridled mockery around him, Wang Dazhuang used the last vestiges of his reason to ask, "Which gang are you from? State your name."
Although he has a volatile temper and is impulsive.
But even after they heard he was from the Black Tiger Gang, the group continued to mock him without restraint.
They might have even bigger connections than them.
Offending someone in this situation would be tantamount to bringing trouble upon the Black Tiger Gang.
The bald man's eyes were full of contempt as he grabbed Xiaomei's waist and said, "You tell him who I am."
Xiao Mei glanced at Wang Dazhuang; they were both regulars at the dance hall, and she didn't want to offend either of them.
But she didn't dare disobey the bald man.
"Our Brother Qiang is a member of the Da Sha Gang."
Big Sand Gang?
The Black Tiger Gang members were all shocked, realizing they had really messed with them this time.
Not to mention the Black Tiger Gang, even the Triads have to be wary of the Big Sand Gang.
It's over.
These two words popped into everyone's mind.
Wang Dazhuang's face stiffened for a moment, then he came to his senses and immediately said, "Oh, Brother Qiang, look at the mess this has made. It's all my fault. As the saying goes, you can't be friends without fighting. It's my good fortune to meet such an important person as Brother Qiang in this small dance hall today."
"We also hope that Brother Qiang won't hold it against us."
He was furious with the dance hall owner.
Knowing full well who the bald man was, they didn't remind him.
It seems I've been giving that bitch too much credit lately.
The bald man sneered, "No one has ever dared to show off in front of me before, but you're the first."
Wang Dazhuang bowed slightly, "We were blind."
Lin Xiaoxiao's head trembled slightly.
He tugged at the arm of the person next to him and asked in a low voice, "What's the background of the Big Sand Gang? The second-in-command is actually behaving so humbly."
The man had a bitter expression on his face, and he probably knew that he would be in serious trouble today, if not dead.
He explained to Lin Xiaoxiao, "The Da Sha Gang is a gang whose members are almost all veterans who have illegally immigrated from various countries, and most of them have participated in battles."
"They only care about efficiency and don't follow the rules of the underworld. They love to go against the Hong Kong police and have given them psychological trauma over the years."
"They are known for their ruthlessness to outsiders, and even powerful local underworld forces are wary of them."
In short, they have no bottom line; they'll do anything for money, regardless of the means.
The members of the Da Sha Gang also possess an extraordinary sense of unity, after all, they are people who have received military education.
As an international free port, Hong Kong is a melting pot of all sorts of people and forces, but it is also a goldmine because of its chaotic state.
It has attracted businessmen and JDs from all over the world, as well as veterans who came to the port city due to the wave of immigration.
After arriving in the port city, they found it difficult to integrate into the local society due to various reasons, which led to employment difficulties. At this time, they formed forces in the port city's underworld based on their own abilities and past experiences, which gradually developed into what is now known as the Big Sand Gang.
Lin Xiaoxiao finally understood why Wang Dazhuang had shown fear after learning that the bald man was a member of the Da Sha Gang.
We can't beat them.
Ordinary henchmen are no match for those who have come from the battlefield.
Lin Xiaoxiao stood at the back of the crowd, her gaze falling on the bald man through the gaps in the crowd.
Just as he was verbally insulting Wang Dazhuang's bald head, he caught a different gaze and looked over abruptly.
But I didn't see anything.
He frowned almost imperceptibly.
With a slight movement, using the crowd to conceal herself, Lin Xiaoxiao curled the corner of her lips.
Very keen observation skills.
"Cut off your own arm, and I'll let you off the hook," the bald man said mercifully after cursing until his saliva was dry.
Wang Dazhuang's face turned pale.
"Second Boss..." The other members of the Black Tiger Gang looked at him with worry, their hearts filled with resentment, but they dared not show it.
The people of the Big Sand Gang are indeed ruthless.
If you offend them, you'll suffer greatly, even if you don't die.
"Aren't you going to make a move?" The bald man frowned unhappily as he saw Wang Dazhuang standing there like a block of wood.
He gestured to the men behind him, "Go, help our Black Tiger Gang's second-in-command."
"Whoosh!"
A burly man stepped out from behind and pulled a machete from under the booth.
The blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light.
It's stained with a lot of blood.
The music and lights in the dance hall were temporarily suspended, and the dancers on stage and the audience below all kept their distance, fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire.
Xiao Mei, nestled in the bald man's arms, was closest to the machete, and her body trembled slightly.
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