Hong Kong Island: From a small stall to a global supplier

Chapter 140 A cloud-piercing arrow!

At the other end of the street, Wang Yaotang got out of the car, opened the trunk, and pressed the play button.

Everyone was attracted by the sudden sound of the horn and turned their heads to look. Wang Yaotang was leaning against the car with his arms folded, and he was smiling and waving at Hei Zaihua and others who were outside.

"What is this pouncer doing there?"

"Who knows what this trumpet call means?"

For some reason, hearing the sound of the horn makes people feel their hearts start beating violently and they feel very uneasy.

Especially the remnants of the Military Control Commission, the treacherous Hei Zai Hua and Broken Tooth Koi.

In the middle of the night, the sound of a horn spread far and wide. Several elderly people who had fallen asleep a long time ago suddenly jumped up from their beds, dazed and dazed, and rolled out of bed without even having time to put on their clothes.

Hei Zai Hua and his companions were planning whether to have someone kill Wang Yaotang directly.

"Damn it, do you think the person who blew the horn can fight back?"

"You don't think you can just shoot an arrow through the clouds and a host of thousands of troops will come to meet you, do you?"

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a somewhat chaotic sound of footsteps coming from another direction. Before he could arrange for someone to go and ask what was going on, suddenly, bursts of screams rang out nearby.

"What the hell!" Hei Zai Hua pulled the person in front of him and looked around. Before he could see clearly, he found a black thing coming towards him.

His brain reminded him to hide, but his body had no time to react. With a "bang", everything went black in front of his eyes and his body fell straight backwards.

"Bang" a marble billiard ball fell to the ground, turned two circles and stopped, and the big black 8 was facing Hei Zaihua's face.

"I lost it, what happened?"

Beng Yaju jumped in fright and looked around, but could hear nothing except screams.

On the other side, the 150 people did not line up in a neat formation, but they were not running in a scattered manner. They were about two meters apart in front and behind, giving people ample space to move.

The person who was rushing in the front, seeing that the distance was only seven or eight meters, raised his hand and threw the billiard ball to the back row.

With a slow motion of left and right hands, he pulled out the T-shaped knife and swung it violently to smash it on the head.

The sounds of "whoosh" and "whoosh" breaking through the air continued to be heard as more than 300 marble billiard balls fell back and forth. If they hit the head, the face would immediately be covered with blood, and one would feel dizzy and have a concussion. If they hit the body, a large bruise would be left, and half of the body would be numb with pain.

How happy these Macau guys were just now when they were throwing machetes and screaming, and now how miserable they are when they see the police batons hitting them on the head!
He subconsciously raised his hand to block, and his whole arm went limp as he screamed.

The baton was retracted and thrust forward suddenly, with the tip of the baton hitting the chest and stomach. The scream was immediately suppressed, and the man fell to the ground holding his stomach. Then he realized how strong the loyalty of "six sticks in one second" was!
"Wang Defa!" Neves put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes, and immediately put it back on to watch. He thought that Wang Yaotang would not be so ignorant as to think that 50 people could wipe out the two major societies.

However, the police officers stationed at various docks did not report back the news that Wang Yaotang had mobilized personnel to Haojiang!
Did these people fall from the sky?
From the moment the first billiard ball fell to the moment the two gangsters collapsed and fled, not a minute passed!

A few seconds ago, Hei Zaihua and his companions were still laughing, immersed in the excitement of defeating the black brigade.

After dozens of seconds, Heizihua got up and ran away immediately.

"Fuck him, where did these people come from!" Heizihua yelled as he ran.

"How the hell should I know!" Da Yanyao couldn't figure it out. "I arranged people at the dock, but I didn't see anyone going to the island."

"You fucking arranged someone, and you didn't tell me?"

"Fuck you, I don't believe you didn't arrange anyone!"

Hei Zai Hua gritted his teeth. Of course he had arranged people, but he was angry and had no place to vent.

Broken Tooth Koi also didn't understand. He had arranged people at the passenger terminal on Hong Kong Island and even called to confirm the news before leaving.

The two places are so far apart that it takes 2 hours by speedboat!

Did someone fucking fall from the sky?

There are only 24 people in Haojing, including about 6 young and middle-aged men. It is impossible for all of them to be involved in gangs.

The two major societies together control tens of thousands of people, but most of them make a living at docks, entertainment venues, and casinos, and they are all liberal arts students.

After all, money is relatively easier to make in Haojing, the proportion of people studying science is smaller, and the number of people who dare to fight and work hard is only more than 1000.

If Wang Yaotang really mobilized all the troops from Hong Kong Island, they would definitely not be able to withstand it unless the local security bureau took action.

The population gap between the two places is too big!
Those who can become big bosses may not necessarily be good at fighting, but they will definitely be able to judge the situation and be especially good at running, otherwise they would have fallen before they could get to the top!
Although I don’t know how the people from the God of Wealth fell from the sky, the right thing to do is to run.

Wang Yaotang leaned against the car, smiling at Hei Zai Hua, Beng Yaju and Da Yan Yao who were running in front of him.

Inside the car, Yue Jiuan kept swallowing his saliva, wishing he could slap himself hard a few times. Why did he have to follow and watch the fun for no reason!

Is the guy surnamed Wang crazy? Does he want to block everyone by himself?

There were hundreds of people, and one punch from each of them could beat him into a pulp. So what if he was a God of War!

Yang Jin and the others were also nervous, but they still smiled and comforted Yue Jiuan, "It's okay, the car is very sturdy and it won't be broken for a while. Even if the glass is broken, it will be difficult to drag the person out."

Yue Jiuan, you are really good at comforting people. Hei Zaihua was running when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked up and met Wang Yaotang's eyes. He immediately braked.

Dayanyao and his companions also saw Wang Yaotang blocking the intersection, and subconsciously slowed down their pace.

A dozen thugs rushed up from behind. When the boss in front slowed down, they slowed down too.

Looking around, he saw about 20 people gathered. Hei Zai Hua suddenly became braver. He couldn't beat so many people, and he couldn't beat you alone!
Do you really think that you will be invincible if you kill the boxing champion?
"Come on, everyone. I'll give you 100 if you kill him. We'll give you 100 million each!" Hei Zai Hua shouted loudly.

The 20 or so younger brothers who followed behind him had red eyes when they heard this, and were instantly full of energy. Although they had thrown away the machetes and steel pipes in their hands long ago, more than 20 people couldn't beat one person?
I do not believe!
"Kill him!" I don't know who shouted first, but more than 20 people rushed over.

The four people in the car suddenly held their breath and were all worried about Wang Yaotang.

Wang Yaotang took a slow breath, reached out and grabbed two T-shaped batons from the roof of the car, and performed a few tricks in his hands. He took a step forward and rushed forward, punching with both hands at the same time.

He spread his fists to the left and right, and with great force, he swung away the two thugs' blocking hands, and the front end of the T-shaped baton hit his chest hard.

"Crack!"

"puff!"

The two men spurted out blood from their mouths, their faces turned purple, and they fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

Knock down two people, the front is empty, kick with the right foot -

The thug on the right felt as if his intestines were kicked off and all his strength was drained from his body. He lay on the ground unable to even groan loudly.

He stretched out his left hand to block, and the baton hit the wrist of the thug on the left, causing him to scream in pain.

He turned the baton in his hand, swung the back end out, and smashed it into the air towards the front.

With both hands and the baton, he accurately hit the two thugs' heads before their fists could strike him. Although he dodged subconsciously, his eyebrow was still fractured, his face was covered in blood, and he staggered backwards and fell.

In less than ten seconds, five people fell to the ground and couldn't get up. One of them was holding his wrist and sweating profusely in pain.

It was too fast. The speed scared the dozen or so people behind and made them hesitate. It was not that they doubted whether they could win, but the one lying on the ground spitting blood told them that whoever rushed forward first would be beaten badly.

"Come on!"

"Why the hell don't you get on!"

You push me and I shove you, and we step back.

People who love to gamble may not be smart, but they must have an active mind.

With a sneer, Wang Yaotang twirled the baton in his hand and strode towards Hei Zai Hua and his five companions.

"Damn it!" Hei Zai Hua had an ugly look on his face. To be honest, they all fought their way to their current positions with punches and kicks, but now that they were in a high position and had money, they became less courageous.

If we ask them to charge now, they really wouldn’t dare to do so unless it’s absolutely necessary!

There was no choice but for the five men to retreat step by step. At this time, they were somewhat thankful that the henchmen behind them were defeated quickly. More than 200 people rushed up like wild boars being chased. The five men mixed in the crowd and suddenly they felt courageous again.

Wang Yaotang clicked his tongue twice and had to step back to lean against the car. He was not crazy!
However, no one dared to provoke Wang Yaotang at this time, because the group of men in black clothes behind him were too ruthless. Anyone who ran a little slower than his companions would be hit on the back by a stick and knocked to the ground, and then the sticks with afterimages would keep hitting him.

He pointed at the five men including Hei Zai Hua who were mixed in the crowd and watched them flee like mad wild boars.

The men stopped when they reached Wang Yaotang, and then dispersed after running out of the street.

"Clean up the battlefield. We will need to find water here later. Don't affect the city appearance." Wang Yaotang threw the baton into the trunk and ordered with a smile.

"Boss, what should we do with the injured?"

"Send them to the hospital immediately. Otherwise, if we let them cry here, how can the guests have fun?"

"But, someone's leg is broken and he can't walk!"

"Damn it, why are you hitting their legs for no reason?" Wang Yaotang scolded angrily, "Let them support each other. We are all from the same society, we should talk about brotherhood."

"Okay, got it." Dakou Hui and others turned around and passed the message.

"Yang Jin, let the ambulance in, one of our brothers is injured." Wang Yaotang knocked on the car window.

“Oh oh oh.” Yang Jin nodded quickly, “Boss, you’re so awesome!”

"If a woman said that, I would be very happy, but you are a fucking man!" Wang Yaotang said with a fierce look, "Do you know how to speak?"

Yang Jin's expression froze, he quickly lowered his head, and hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie.

Aji came out with more than 40 injured brothers. At least 200 machetes were thrown in. Almost everyone was injured. Seeing this, Wang Yaotang's face looked very ugly.

Damn it, just chop people if you want, what’s the point of throwing the machete!
This matter is not over yet!

(End of this chapter)