Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 128: Wang Bao falls to the ground, the Number Gang is in chaos! [Subscribe]

Feng Yuxiu?
Wang Bao frowned. Where did this jerk come from?

However, through the hidden weapon thrown by Feng Yuxiu just now, causing the car to skid and hit the road, as well as Feng Yuxiu's performance at this moment, he also knew that this person was coming for him.

"Who sent you here?"

Wang Bao asked coldly.

Feng Yuxiu said nothing, clasped his fists and saluted, then slowly walked towards Wang Bao.

Wang Bao vaguely felt a heavy pressure coming towards him.

But he was full of confidence in himself. Seeing Feng Yuxiu's firm attitude, his face turned cold in an instant. He then took a step forward and punched Feng Yuxiu.

"Oh!"

When a punch was thrown, a sonic boom seemed to be heard in the air.

Feng Yuxiu's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out his palm at the same time, trying to catch Wang Bao's fist.

But the next second, he was shocked and retreated several steps. Looking at the domineering fat man in front of him, a serious expression finally appeared on his face.

"Humph!"

Wang Bao snorted coldly, and naturally saw through Feng Yuxiu's intention.

Swish!
After the first attack failed, he stepped forward again, flew into the air, and kicked Feng Yuxiu three times in a row, but Feng Yuxiu blocked them with his hand.

However, he was kicked back several meters.

The two men occupied each side. At this time, a large truck drove through the middle, temporarily separating the two men.

"What a flexible fat guy!"

Feng Yuxiu's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he became excited.

Swah——

As the truck passed by, he no longer held back, stepped forward quickly, dodged Wang Bao's next punch, and punched out with his right fist, hitting Wang Bao in the chest.

With a dull "bang" sound, Wang Bao felt a tightness in his chest and was knocked back several steps, but Master Feng Yuxiu was bounced away by his fat body.

The power of this punch seemed to be offset a little.

But Feng Yuxiu had anticipated this. He spread his arms like a roc spreading its wings, flew forward, and grabbed Wang Bao who was retreating. His fingers were like sharp claws, interlocking with each other. With just a little force, Wang Bao screamed in pain.

Chinese martial arts - grappling!
laugh!
Wang Bao threw a punch but missed, but he also took the opportunity to break away from Feng Yuxiu's control.

He was sweating profusely, and looked at Feng Yuxiu with eyes full of fear.

Although the fight was only two short rounds, he could see that Feng Yuxiu was superior to him.

This man practices ancient martial arts!
Wang Bao gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you? I'll give you double the price!"

beep-

Another large truck came from a distance and started honking its horn from a distance.

The two men occupied each side and confronted each other from a distance.

"I don't want money."

Feng Yuxiu's face was calm, and he shook his head slowly. But the next moment, as the cart passed by, his figure rushed out again like a ghost, and his cold voice echoed in the night wind -

"I want your life!"

Wang Bao's face suddenly changed, and he immediately became extremely alert, concentrating on dealing with Feng Yuxiu's moves.

But he practiced modern fighting and mixed martial arts, while Feng Yuxiu practiced traditional Chinese martial arts, including punches, kicks, grappling and weapons, which were almost omnipotent. He could not see through Feng Yuxiu's moves at all.

In addition, he was fat and his reaction was slow, so he was quickly defeated by Feng Yuxiu.

The most important thing is that, in the frequent confrontations, although he may not be able to outrun his opponent due to his obesity, his body full of fat can greatly reduce the opponent's strength and make him less likely to get hurt.

But now, when fighting with Feng Yuxiu, every punch and kick from Feng Yuxiu would cause him immense pain.

The power of Feng Yuxiu's punches and kicks seemed to penetrate his body and hit his internal organs, causing him to feel severe pain all over. The places where he was hit were covered with bruises, and he was even hit in the face several times. At this point, his nose and face were swollen, which seriously affected his reaction and speed.

Although his own moves could temporarily repel Feng Yuxiu with his powerful physical strength, Feng Yuxiu had thick skin and flesh, and his defense seemed to be stronger than his, making him very durable.

His strength could hardly hurt Feng Yuxiu.

He naturally didn't know that the reason why Feng Yuxiu's power could easily break through his defense and cause him internal injuries was because Feng Yuxiu had already broken through the scope of Ming Jin and stepped into the level of An Jin.

Hidden power, the so-called internal strength.

In short, it is a further step on the basis of Ming Jin, exercising the mind and skin, adjusting the center of gravity of the spine and coccyx, connecting the tendons and bones of the whole body, and opening the Ren and Du meridians.

After that, the vital energy generated in the body due to exercise or breathing can be transformed into hidden power and struck out through the pores, which is the so-called fist wind to hurt people.

Wang Bao was injured by Feng Yuxiu's hidden power.

The reason why it was difficult for him to hurt Feng Yuxiu was that under the guidance of Xiahou Wu, Feng Yuxiu adopted a primitive training method, endured severe pain that ordinary people could hardly endure, and used rough sea salt to thicken his skin. Over time, he had become extremely resistant to blows.

The power of an ordinary person can hardly hurt Feng Yuxiu.

But Wang Bao didn't know Chinese martial arts, so naturally he didn't understand these things.

This also meant that he, the overlord of the Western Conference and the leader of the "Yong" gang, would die here today!

……

"Bang bang bang..."

On this dark road, two figures are fighting for life and death, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short, at an extremely fast speed, just like in a movie, and there are no transitions throughout the whole process. It is full of thrills and excitement, and very entertaining.

Whenever a car passed by on the road, I would be startled and think that there was a real film crew shooting a movie.

But when they saw the smashed car on the side of the road, no one dared to stop and check, they just helped call the police.

Of course there is one exception.

That is a black van parked under a tree not far from here, about sixty or seventy meters behind.

Three pairs of eyes inside were staring closely at the exciting fight not far ahead.

Although Long Wu was injured, he still stuck his head out from between the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat, staring intently at the two fighting figures in front of him, his eyes almost shining.

"Is this the real Chinese martial art..." He murmured in a low voice, his eyes filled with passion and anticipation.

"What do you mean this is the real martial arts? Do you think what I taught you before was not the real martial arts?"

Upon hearing this, Di Qing said unhappily, "He just entered the Dark Power level before me, and he has practiced a lot of traditional Chinese martial arts, so he is so powerful. But when I enter the Dark Power level, I won't necessarily be weaker than him."

"Brother Qing, are there different types of Chinese martial arts?" Tang Twelve asked puzzled.

"Of course!"

Di Qing nodded: "Guoshu is the traditional Chinese martial arts, but it is more dangerous than the more common modern martial arts. It is the type that only kills the enemy, not for show."

"There are hundreds or even thousands of traditional Chinese martial arts, too many to count, but many have been lost."

"Moreover, the potential of each martial art is different. Some may only be able to be trained to the Ming Jin level, while others can break through the An Jin level and even reach a higher Hua Jin level."

"As for the higher levels of Dan Jin, Gang Jin and the so-called 'breaking the void and seeing the indestructible gods', they only exist in legends."

Long Wu and Tang Twelve suddenly understood.

"So Chinese martial arts are divided into so many levels..."

Long Wu looked at Di Qing with burning eyes: "Brother Qing, what kind of martial arts do you practice?"

"What I practice is not martial arts, but fighting." Di Qing shook his head.

"Ah?" The two were stunned.

After saying so much, isn’t what you practiced Chinese martial arts?
Di Qing explained: "I am practicing the realm of Chinese martial arts, not the moves."

"Let's put it this way. The levels of national arts such as Ming Jin and An Jin are equivalent to the realm of martial arts. They are just a technique of exerting force. The classification of various national arts, such as Tai Chi, Bajiquan, Hong Quan, Tan Leg, etc., which you are familiar with, are equivalent to the moves of martial arts."

"Martial arts, martial arts, the moves are 'Wu', and the realm is 'Gong', do you understand?"

The two of them were stunned.

"understood."

Tang Twelve nodded and said, "It is Feng Yu who practices martial arts, but Brother Qing you only practice martial arts, not martial arts, right?"

"That's not the case. All moves can be called 'wu', including modern mixed martial arts and various fighting techniques. For example, Wang Bao's modern fighting can also be considered a kind of 'wu'. I practice a combination of Chinese martial arts and modern fighting."

Di Qing shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to practice martial arts, the main reason is that the system only rewards him with a level of Chinese martial arts, which only transforms his physical fitness and teaches him various force-generating techniques at the Ming Jin level. He doesn't have any Chinese martial arts inheritance, so naturally he can only practice Chinese martial arts and fighting in combination.

Compared with those pure traditional Chinese martial arts, his is just a wild style.

But even if it is a wild way, the combination of Chinese martial arts and fighting may not be a dead end. He is now at the perfect level of Ming Jin, and he only needs to step into the An Jin level.

During this period, whenever he had free time, he would go to the boxing gym to practice. He had been trying to strengthen his mind and body, adjust the center of gravity of his spine and coccyx, and open up the so-called Ren and Du meridians.

And there has been some progress, and now he can barely control the shrinkage of his pores.

Perhaps it won’t be long before he can open up his Ren and Du meridians and break through the level of dark energy!

……

"Bang bang bang..."

While the three were discussing, the situation ahead suddenly changed.

Wang Bao was seen retreating again and again under Feng Yuxiu's fierce attack. It seemed that his right arm was broken and he could no longer lift it.

Without his main right hand, how could he still be a match for Feng Yuxiu?
"Wang Bao can't hold on any longer!" Tang Twelve said excitedly.

really!

After only two or three rounds, Wang Bao's left arm was broken by Feng Yuxiu with a crisp sound.

Then Feng Yuxiu took a step into the air, raised his knee and hit Wang Bao in the chest, then punched him continuously, each punch hitting his heart. Wang Bao instantly vomited blood and staggered backwards.

Finally, he could no longer hold on, and fell backwards with a loud bang, unable to get up again.

He was vomiting blood and his eyes were dull. His internal organs had been shattered and the life force in his body was slowly draining away.

At this point, even if the patient is sent to the hospital, the chance of recovery is extremely close to zero.

Feng Yuxiu was also very confident in his own strength and did not continue to attack.

Glancing at Wang Bao who was gradually dying, he said nothing, slowly walked to the car that was smashed on the side of the road, and picked up the thing that had punctured the tire.

It was a metal swallow.

Just as he stood up to leave, he seemed to think of something and turned back to look inside the car.

At this time, the driver and the lawyer had also woken up from their coma, but the car door was deformed and the two were stuck inside, unable to escape even if they wanted to.

Seeing Wang Bao being beaten so badly, he was already scared silly.

When Feng Yuxiu looked at them, the two of them trembled and immediately fell back pretending to be unconscious.

Feng Yuxiu showed a hint of sarcasm on his face. He glanced under the vehicle and saw that the fuel tank was leaking. He took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it and threw it under the tank.

Swah——

The fire spread in an instant!
The driver and the lawyer's faces suddenly changed. They no longer dared to pretend to be asleep and hurriedly pulled the car door hard, trying to escape. However, they could not open it for a while and could only scream for help frantically.

Feng Yuxiu had an indifferent expression on his face. He ignored him and walked straight ahead.

Real men never look back to see the explosion.

boom!
In just a dozen seconds, the car exploded. The driver and the lawyer were engulfed in flames and screamed wildly, but they gradually stopped breathing and fell to the ground completely motionless.

“Tsk tsk…this guy is so cruel!”

In the chartered car at the back, even Di Qing couldn't help but feel emotional when he saw Feng Yuxiu being so decisive.

But what happened tonight must not be known to others.

Feng Yuxiu took the initiative to resolve the problem, saving him from having to take action again.

Shaking his head, Di Qing ordered, "Let's go, the police should be here soon."

Tang Shier nodded and immediately drove forward, bypassing the fire and Wang Bao's body. He quickly caught up with Feng Yuxiu and stopped beside him.

"Get in the car!" Di Qing shouted.

Long Wu took the initiative to open the car door.

Feng Yuxiu turned his head and took a look, a little surprised, but without saying a word, he went straight to the back row.

The car door closed and continued forward, soon disappearing into the darkness.

And Di Qing's inference was not wrong.

They had been walking for less than three minutes when two police cars drove up and stopped on the side of the road with a burst of urgent sirens.

Then Ma Jun led his men down from the first car.

When they saw the raging fire in the car and Wang Bao's lifeless body on the ground, everyone's face changed drastically.

…………

"Wireless Night Talk reports to you. According to the news we just received, a car accident occurred near Route 4 on Haibin Road. A total of three people died. Two of them were burned to death. The cause of death of the last person is currently unknown, but the body has multiple scars."

"The police initially speculated that the cause of the murder was not a natural car accident, but the police are still investigating the specific case..."

"According to the information we received, one of the victims had a triad background and was suspected to be the leader of a certain H society organization. Therefore, we cannot rule out the possibility that the murder was revenge or murder by the H society."

"According to our reporter, there are many H social riots in various places in the Western District. The police force has dispatched a large number of police to maintain order and suppress the riots. Please try to avoid traveling tonight to avoid dangerous situations..."

……

Before ten o'clock, television stations across Hong Kong Island urgently interrupted the news broadcast to report the murder on Binhai Road.

On TV, pictures of the murder scene first appeared. Although they were blurry, Wang Bao's figure could be vaguely seen.

After all, there are indeed very few people who are so fat and dare to wear a magenta suit vest in the whole Hong Kong Island.

Soon afterwards, reporters reported on the riots on the streets of the West District.

I saw a large number of gangsters gathering on many streets.

Especially outside the West District Police Station, there were hundreds of gangsters gathered, shouting that they wanted to avenge their boss and that the police should hand over the murderer who killed their boss.

Dozens of police officers holding riot shields were guarding the entrance of the police station. An older officer inside was shouting with a loudspeaker to calm people, but it seemed to have no effect.

The scene was almost the same in other riot areas.

The noises of quarreling, smashing, and sirens...all kinds of sounds mixed together, breaking the tranquility of the entire West District.

The entire police force was busy and overwhelmed. There was no way they could keep such a big matter secret, and in the end they had to report it up the chain of command. Even the eldest brother was alarmed and called the West District Police Station to inquire.

But the West District Police Station in charge of this case was also confused. They had no idea what was going on.

Wang Baogang had left the police station for less than half an hour and died before he even returned home. His death was so bizarre that there were no useful clues left at the scene. How could they investigate?
In this situation, there is no other solution unless the murderer is found as soon as possible and the gang members outside are evacuated.

Thousands of people were rioting, how the hell were we going to catch them?

Where will they be taken after being arrested?

People are just wandering around the street, swearing a few times, or occasionally having a fight. You can't just throw them to Stanley, right?

If you were to do just that, you would probably be making international headlines the next day!
No one can afford this kind of public opinion storm.

I don’t know which bastard was responsible for this.

Although Wang Bao's death is indeed a good thing, why did he have to die at this time? Couldn't he have been killed a few hours later when he returned home?
But it's too late to say anything now.

Unable to find the murderer for a while, they could only deal with the riot.

When this matter spread.

Other major community groups in Hong Kong were also discussing the situation with great surprise.

The most ferocious and courageous leader of the Number Gang in Hong Kong Island, the man who dared to openly challenge the police force and shouted to the police "I will be in charge after twelve o'clock", is dead just like that?

Who did this, so brave?!
This kind of person should be the leader of the "brave" group!
Even the people whose numbers were piled up with the other three characters were in an uproar at this moment.

Although the Number Gang has become dispersed and independent in recent years, after all, they are still part of the same community.

In particular, Wang Bao, the leader of the Yongzi Gang, has the greatest influence in Hong Kong Island and to a certain extent also represents the face of the Number Gang in Hong Kong Island.

But now he was killed like this. Isn't this just stomping on the face of the Number Gang?

After learning about this, the other three leaders of the Number Gang called each other and decided to help find the murderer, avenge Wang Bao, restore the face of the Number Gang, and re-establish the prestige of the Number Gang!
As a result, the younger brothers with the names De, Mei and Yi also went out in force, contacted people they knew, and even went to other societies to look for the murderer.

Then...the whole of Hong Kong and Kowloon fell into chaos!

Especially in the Yau Tsim Mong area.

Because during this period Wang Bao had threatened to invade Tsim Sha Tsui and compete with Hongxing for the Ni family's territory, the two sides had several conflicts. Although they were not big, they had become enemies and they even registered with each other at the police station.

Therefore, the people in the Number Gang who were hanging around in Yau Tsim Mong naturally thought of Hong Xing and believed that Wang Bao was killed by Hong Xing's people. They wanted Hong Xing to come out and give an explanation.

But I have to say, the people from the number gang accidentally guessed it right!
But when Lei Wei, the boss of the "Yi" group, angrily called Liang Kun, Liang Kun's first reaction was not surprise or anger, but immediate joy.

Fuck you!

This guy is so fucking sharp!
He is worthy of being my handsome man!
(End of this chapter)