Chapter 11 Opening
Chapter 11 Opening
Night falls.
Chen Fan received a call from Da Yu, leaving Wu Ying to watch the bar, and then called Fei Ji and A Hua to take their newly recruited henchmen to the meeting point.
Although Chen Fan only smashed up Hongtai Nightclub last night, which is far less famous than Chen Haonan and his gang killing Chen Tailong, his action to stand up for his underlings has earned him a lot of fans in the underworld, and all one hundred spots were filled in one day.
After all, when you're in the business, who wouldn't want their boss to protect them?
Chen Fan didn't bring all one hundred people out. He left thirty people to guard the bar. This bar was a gang asset that Dayu had given him. If Dayu went bankrupt in the future, it would be his. It's reasonable to protect his assets in advance to prevent Hong Tai from taking advantage of the situation.
"Afan, why the hell are you late again?"
As soon as they arrived at the meeting point, before anyone even got off the bus, Da Tou Cheng's voice came over.
"Brother Cheng, the boss just told me to gather ten minutes ago. You and Brother Chao didn't even bother to inform your underlings."
Chen Fan was speechless.
There's absolutely nothing wrong with him taking care of these two scoundrels.
These two bastards are just impromptu acts every few days. As soon as he arrives, they yell at him for being late. Even for a funeral, you need to call someone to come home. They're just plain crazy. They have the tools but they don't know how to use them.
"Damn, Ah Chao, didn't you tell him?" Big Head Cheng turned to look at Snake Chao.
Snake Boy shrugged and said, "You're the real ringleader, I thought you contacted him."
"You're just a simpleton; isn't contacting people your job?"
"top!"
Listening to their conversation, Chen Fan was even more speechless.
So it turns out these two idiots made a blunder!
Damn it, people like that should die, otherwise they might get screwed over by such incompetent teammates in the future.
Chen Fan asked directly, "Brother Cheng, what's the plan for tonight? Are we going to attack directly, or are we setting up a formation and waiting for Hong Tai to gather his forces before attacking?"
"There aren't many formalities for planting a flag. Afan, tell your men to put on gloves and get to work!"
Da Tou Cheng had barely finished speaking.
The hundreds of his henchmen behind him were filled with fervor, raising their machetes and steel pipes and shouting to boost morale.
The commotion caused by the gathering of several hundred gangsters was quite significant, and Hung Tai's side had already reacted. The person in charge of their chicken and duck pen was Little Tyrant, the same scoundrel who led two hundred men and the territory to Tung Sing in the movie.
At this point, Little Tyrant had not yet switched sides to Tung Sing, or rather, he had not yet been targeted by Hung Hing.
"Big Head Cheng, Snake Boy, what the hell do you Hung Hing people mean by this?"
Little Tyrant raised his machete, pointed it at Big Head and the other two, and questioned them sternly.
Big Head, with his nostrils flared, snorted coldly, "Little Tyrant, have you gone mad from eating too many turnips? Can't you even tell we're here to plant our flag!"
"Planting a flag? I think you bunch of losers are looking for death!"
"Let's see who's courting death! Brothers, charge! Kill those bastards, Hong Tai!"
"Don't be a coward, guys from Hung Tai! Let's take down these bastards from Hung Hing, then we'll march into Kwun Tong!"
The two groups charged forward, brandishing their weapons.
In terms of numbers, Hung Hing had six or seven hundred people, while Hung Tai only had four hundred or so, thus beginning a chaotic battle involving a thousand people.
In the crowd, Chen Fan saw A Wu leading about ten men like a sharp knife, heading straight for the core of their camp, Da Tou Cheng and She Zai Chao.
These two guys weren't flustered at all when they saw A-Wu and the others approaching. They were still holding their knives and shouting that they were going to chop this and that, looking very imposing and domineering.
"Brother Fan, it seems like A-Wu is heading straight for Brother Cheng and Brother Chao. Should we go lend a hand?"
Ahua didn't think that Chen Fan hired Awu to commit murder; he only thought that Awu was a mercenary hired by Hong Tai.
Ah Wu, the number one gangster mercenary in the Number Gang, is no joke. As long as you pay him enough, he'll even kill his fellow members from other factions within the Number Gang.
"Why would they help? Brother Cheng and Brother Chao are seasoned veterans. Maybe they're deliberately showing weakness to A-Wu."
"To catch the thief, first catch the king! Airplane, Ahua, you two follow me and charge! If we take down Little Tyrant, this victory will be ours!"
Upon hearing Chen Fan's words, Fei Ji slashed back the charging Hong Tai Sanzi with a single blow, his fierce gaze instantly locking onto Xiao Bawang fifty meters away. "Brother Fan, I'll create an opportunity for you!"
After saying that, he brandished his machete and charged forward, cutting down every one of Hong Tai's henchmen along the way.
Ahua, not to be outdone, joined the team clearing the way.
The two men's ferocity naturally caught the attention of the Little Tyrant, who coldly shouted, "You two bastards, you think you can chop watermelons like my underlings? Watch me hack you to pieces!"
"So you're the only one called Little Tyrant?"
As Chen Fan's voice rang out, before Little Tyrant could even see who was speaking, his eyes saw a fist growing larger and larger.
The next second, he was sent flying.
Using the same tactic, Chen Fan only threw one punch.
Although this punch wasn't as forceful as the one he used on Wei Jixiang, this time he aimed a half-step collapsing fist at the Little Tyrant's face. Disfigurement was inevitable, but whether this punch would turn him into a "drooling idiot" was anyone's guess.
"Little Tyrant has fallen!"
"Who else?"
Chen Fan stepped forward, stomped on the Little Tyrant, and shouted.
The surrounding gangsters were startled, especially those from Hong Tai's side, whose swallowing motions and sounds were as if they had rehearsed beforehand.
"One...one punch...and he's down?"
Their eyes were filled with horror.
"Stop them!"
"Damn it, stop them, don't just stand there..."
"Afan, save me!"
At this moment, Da Tou Cheng and She Zai Chao let out shouts.
One second ago, they saw Chen Fan subdue the Little Tyrant and thought they had won for sure.
The next second, A-Wu stood in front of them with more than a dozen people, and they immediately panicked.
To die!
They could already feel the chilling killing intent emanating from A-Wu.
"Get them on your back and take them over there."
A-Wu pointed to the alleyway entrance not far away.
Murder certainly cannot be committed in public, let alone with police officers watching and waiting for support on the outskirts of the battlefield.
"Afan! Help!"
"Brother Fan... Brother Fan, please save us!"
Big Head Cheng and Snake Boy Chao struggled and shouted.
Standing over a hundred meters away, Chen Fan shouted at the Hung Hing gangsters surrounding Ah Wu, "What are you all standing there for? Help him!"
A-Wu narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding that Chen Fan's words were an implication that he should make a move sooner rather than later.
"Let go of Brother Cheng!"
"Ah Wu, we Hung Hing and your Number Gang have always kept to ourselves. Let go of Brother Chao and everything can be discussed!"
"Brother Wu..."
The gangsters came to their senses and began to plead with Ah Wu to let Big Head Cheng and Snake Boy Chao go.
Ah Wu ignored these words and retreated into the alley. With a single glance, his two henchmen immediately drew their knives and stabbed Da Tou Cheng and She Zai Chao in the lower back.
This knife is not an ordinary machete, but a three-edged military bayonet.
Since their goal is to kill, they will definitely need to use the best weapons to support their actions.
"withdraw!"
Ah Wu kicked Da Tou Cheng and She Zai Chao into a trash can by the wall, then led his men and disappeared down the alley.
Before the fight started, A-Wu had scouted the location, and almost no one could keep up with their escape speed.
"Are Cheng and the others alright?"
Chen Fan asked loudly.
"Brother Fan, Brother Cheng and Brother Chao have been stabbed, and they're bleeding uncontrollably!"
"Stop blocking them and take them to the nearest shady clinic. Hurry up, I'll handle things here!"
"oh!"
Seven or eight people hurriedly took the two away.
Chen Fan could tell from afar, just by catching a glimpse of the blood on the ground, that Wu, that loser, had struck it rich. He was going to lose a little money and then make a fortune!
He turned and looked around. "Who else is from Hongtai?"
Ding-ling-ling-ling...
A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out, and the blue lanterns that Hong Tai had waved all abandoned their weapons and retreated. Seeing this, Hong Tai's remaining official members could only retreat with resentment.
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