In the Yau Ma Tei area in the western part of the Kowloon Peninsula, a group led by Wu Zhenkun dispersed the pedestrians on the street. Ordinary people automatically avoided them when they saw this scene.
"Damn it, I told you that ICAC is a paper tiger. They can scare people, even their own people, but it's none of my business." Wu Zhenkun said with disdain. He was very dissatisfied with Lei Luo's decision. The old man in charge had talked to him these days, giving him some advice about the current situation.
"That's right, it's nothing new. It's just a change of name." The henchman next to him said with a relaxed look.
On the way to the hotel, Wu Zhenkun and his group did not notice that Yi Zhangyu and three others were secretly watching them.
Yi Zhangyu put on his helmet, and the three of them rode two motorcycles. Yi Zhangyu sat behind the thin third man and hid the machete rolled up in newspaper in his arms.
"Do it."
At the command, the two motorcycles slowly drove along the street, and when they approached Wu Zhenkun and his group, they changed lanes directly to the sidewalk.
"Damn, do you have eyes?" The thug was hit by a motorcycle. Just as he reached out to pull the person off the motorcycle, the motorcycle suddenly stepped on the gas and crashed into the newsstand of the nearby store.
Wu Zhenkun realized what was happening behind him and felt something was amiss. Yi Zhangyu, wearing a helmet, was already beside him, swinging a machete wrapped in newspaper at him. Wu Zhenkun reacted quickly and blocked it with his arm, drawing blood. A younger man beside him rushed over and pinned Yi Zhangyu down.
The thin third brother kicked the thugs who came over and was pushed down by three people and hit against the glass of the shop, which shattered.
"Beat him!" Wu Zhenkun shouted, while he covered his wound and was supported by a thug, hiding in a safe place.
Yi Zhangyu's sneak attack failed, leaving him with only one thought: Wu Zhenkun must die today. He used his incredible strength to push off the henchmen on his back. Since Wu Zhenkun's men were unarmed on the street, they were at a significant disadvantage against Yi Zhangyu.
Yi Zhangyu's helmet was knocked off, and his braid that was originally tied behind his head was loose. His hair was disheveled, his eyes were full of murderous intent and bloodshot, and he slashed at Wu Zhenkun.
Wu Zhenkun had never seen such a mad dog before. He calmed down and recognized his beloved nephew Yi Zhangyu.
"You traitorous bastard." Wu Zhenkun happened to see a yellow construction fence next to the manhole cover not far away. He raised the fence to block Yi Zhangyu. The three of them pushed the fence together and pressed Yi Zhangyu against the wall.
"Third brother!" Yi Zhangyu shouted loudly. He could barely deal with the three of them working together, but his knife was stuck behind the fence.
At this time, it was not the third brother who extended a helping hand, but the second brother who came out with a fire bucket. The whole street was filled with white smoke and powder. The second brother's face looked like a thick layer of foundation. He pressed the switch of the fire bucket in the direction of Wu Zhenkun. For a moment, several people squinted their eyes. Yi Zhangyu blocked his eyes with his arms in advance, and then cut Wu Zhenkun's neck directly with a knife.
A whistle blew at the end of the street. Yi Zhangyu spotted the patrolman in green uniform from a distance. He then looked at the severely injured Wu Zhenkun before him. He steeled his resolve and swung his knife again, completely slashing Wu Zhenkun to the ground. Yi Zhangyu slashed him more than a dozen times, not bothering to check on Wu Zhenkun's condition as he ran towards the narrowest alley.
The patrolmen did not dare to step forward when they saw this cruel criminal, but called for support. Just when Yi Zhangyu was chasing and hacking Wu Zhenkun, the support personnel had already begun to block the exit path along the nearby block.
The three Yi Zhangyu brothers mixed in with the crowd in the downtown area through the alleys, hijacked a taxi and drove away from Yau Ma Tei. However, this farce also made the three of them successfully on the wanted list.
On the other hand, Wu Changyun found out the whole story and decided to go to Kowloon Walled City to look for clues. As soon as he went upstairs, he was noticed by the guards at the door because of his dress.
"Buy a ticket." Wu Changyun said neatly.
The henchman looked up and down at Wu Changyun and Fushun behind him, and saw that they were both well-dressed and did not look like people from the walled city.
"What ticket? You've got the wrong place."
Without saying a word, Wu Changyun punched the man in front of him on the head against the wall behind him, and pushed open the door first. The thugs inside immediately became interested when they saw someone breaking in, especially when they saw that Wu Changyun and Fu Shun were dressed neatly and did not look like thugs at all.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Changyun grabbed the last person's head and pushed it into the bathroom sink and asked, "Do you see the person in this photo?"
The little scoundrel choked on his water a few times, then heard Wu Changyun's voice and quickly replied, "No."
"Are there any other shops like yours nearby?"
Following the instructions of the little gangster, Wu Changyun found the next screening room, where there was another sentry standing at the door.
"Buy a ticket."
"Two."
The sentry said impatiently. Wu Changyun was about to take the ticket from him, but the man hesitated and looked at Wu Changyun and Fushun's clothes again.
"It doesn't look like it."
Another punch landed. This was the fourth house they had visited today. Wu Changyun twisted his wrist. Someone inside heard the noise, so he grabbed the doorknob and pulled hard. The old woman, who was trying to lock the door, was pushed to the ground by Wu Changyun.
"Have you seen this person?" Wu Changyun asked directly by taking out Zhou Huiting's photo.
The old woman didn't answer. Five young thugs came out of the house, each of them looking difficult to deal with. Wu Changyun frowned and glanced around.
Wu Changyun just stood up, raised his hand and slapped the thug in front of him with ten years of effort, and slapped him so hard that he rolled his eyes.
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