"Boss, just tell me, I'll be the first to hack to death that Dongguan guy!"

Xihu, who was originally Wang Bao's subordinate, now met Sangbo directly, holding a nine-ring machete in his hand, standing in front of Sangbo with a murderous look, listening to the final instructions.

It's no wonder that Xihu was so angry. Last time Du Sheng's people clashed with Epiniu, and as a result, Epiniu lost three streets, and even his venue was affected by Chiyu.

Not only were more than a dozen venues smashed and unable to operate for half a month, but they also had to spend money to renovate them.

This is not an exaggeration to describe as a blood feud.

Zangbo gritted his teeth, his face full of flesh and blood, and growled:

"There are seven streets in Dongguan Zai and Wan Chai. Xihu, you can bring two hundred people tonight to help me sweep up Tianqing Street. When I see Hong Xing's attack on the street, I will cut down all the streets and burn down the whole place!"

Xihu's eyes were red, knowing that his opportunity to make a meritorious deed had arrived, and he gasped:

"Brother Bo, don't worry. If you can't handle it, I'll come see you!"

"Hei Zaiming, Fire Dog, Ghost Horse, and Skinny Monkey. Each of you will lead 150 people. I want all seven streets in Dongguan to change their flags tonight!"

Sangbo looked at the other younger brothers (the first two were Gui Dong's Da Di) with a fierce glint in his eyes.

He had just received news that two of his streets in Kwun Tong had been swept away by Du Sheng's red stick planes.

Liquefied gas tanks were also used!

After a wave of casualties, all his men returned to their hometown and lay down.

Before he could even make a move, Dongguan Zai Nap Street actually dared to make the first move!

If this place is not restored, who in the world will be afraid of him in the future?

"Set off!"

Xihu roared angrily, and a dozen buses started moving in unison, heading straight for Wan Chai.

It was now close to eleven o'clock in the evening. When Fukisui Tatsu's men, who were hiding on the second floor at the corner of the street, saw what was happening, they immediately put down their binoculars and dialed the numbers of Yang Tian and Qian respectively:

"Brother Tim (Brother Aircraft), Zangbo's troops are on the move, you can prepare in advance."

Yang Tian put down his cell phone, looked at his confidant Bao Zai, and ordered in a deep voice:

"Let brothers move, all places are closed!"

As orders were passed down one after another, groups of people began to move quickly. They first persuaded pedestrians to leave the street, and then helped dismantle the night market stalls. Stores in various places began to close early.

On the other side of the plane, Chen Peng, who had already asked Chai Wan to come for support, led a team of troops to ambush at the junction of Mong Kok and Jordan Road in advance.

When Sangbo left Gas Street with more than 20 cronies, he was about to return to the hall to wait for follow-up news.

Boom!

Four vans from the front and rear collided head-on.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sangbo roared:

"Turn around!"

Seeing that the opponent was narrowly avoiding the collision, Chen Peng didn't wait for the van to stop, jumped out first, twisted the Tang knife and rushed towards Sangbo like a mad dog.

"I'm going to attack your mother! Are you asking a bunch of losers to stop me?"

Sangbo can sit down and talk about things for seven years in a big company like Xinji, how can he be a person who has gained a reputation in vain?

Even if his combat power has dropped from five and a half stars in the past two years due to his pursuit of pleasure, not everyone can challenge him head-on.

He grabbed a machete from his younger brother's hand and slashed it with a ferocious expression.

Clang clang clang!

The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant. Chen Peng, who had not yet fully adapted to this kind of street fighting, was a little behind and was kicked in the thigh and staggered backwards.

He covered the knife wound on his arm, turned around and shouted:

"Zebra, blow him up!"

Three vans stopped behind them, and dozens of people came rushing towards them.

Several of the strong men, with gasoline bottles hanging all over their bodies, rushed towards Sangbo and others like indomitable warriors.

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