Hong Kong film: People in Wo Luen Shing, summoning the King of Fighters.

“Fight? You don’t care about Chuan Bao’s reputation anymore? He was your boss once, after all. Besides, Wo Shing has always had a rule against killing brothers.” Lin Huai Le said, pouring a beer for himself and another for Chen Jia Luo.

Before he could finish speaking, he added, "This rule, which is related to people with bad brains, is utter bullshit. Fuck this fucking world, fucking brains."

"What's going on? Is this bad?" Chen Jialuo raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You asked me what I was going to do, but I didn't even say, and you're already cursing me."

Lin Huaiyue sighed, "I've got my eye on a girl."

Chen Jialuo smiled. "Your girlfriend doesn't like you?"

Lin Huaiyue nodded. "Damn it, I've tried everything—playing the hero, giving gifts, all sorts of ways to woo her—but nothing works. I've been through the dating scene for years, and I've never encountered anyone this hard to win over. She returned the gifts, moved, changed jobs, and so on, but she just wouldn't show any reluctance towards me. If I weren't so unwilling to use force, I'd just give up. Fuck her."

As he spoke, he lit a cigarette, his face full of worry.

"Then let's not bother with her, let's go after someone else." Chen Jialuo added, "You can't force someone to like something. Besides, the world is so big, there are so many forests to explore, why hang yourself on one tree?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Huaiyue took a deep drag on his cigarette and asked, "That's true, but I just can't give up. Damn it, the thought of that woman lying in someone else's arms makes me sick to my stomach. I'd tear that woman and her man to pieces. Damn it, I never thought I'd fall for a woman. And, do you know what's most ridiculous?"

"What?" Chen Jialuo asked, eating his kebabs.

"I've only ever seen her once. I was squatting on the street, having just gotten into a fight, looking like a homeless person. She mistook me for a homeless person and bought me a bowl of noodles. Damn it, when she handed me the noodles, the sunlight was shining right on the back of her head."

"It's fucking beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo couldn't help but burst out laughing. Holy crap, Lin Huaiyue can even pull off this love-at-first-sight act! Sunlight shining on the back of his head—what kind of beauty is that? I can't even imagine.

Lin Huai Le glared at him and said angrily, "I'm telling you my innermost thoughts. I only told you this because I consider you a brother, and you're fucking laughing at me?"

"Sorry, okay, okay, you can continue, I'll pour you some wine." Chen Jialuo tried to suppress his smile, but couldn't, so he lowered his head and chuckled under his breath while pouring the wine.

Chen Jialuo had just poured the wine when Lin Huaile tilted his head back and downed it in one gulp. The spicy wine burned down his throat and into his stomach. "Damn it, I never thought I, Lin Huaile, would be troubled by love. There's a saying, 'Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.' I, this hero, have also fallen victim to the charms of a beautiful woman."

At the other table, Yamazaki Ryuji and Daimon Goro, listening to Lin Huai Le's groans, gave Lin Huai Le a wink.

"Who has your boss fallen in love with?"

Lin Huaile shrugged, then pursed his lips and whispered, "There's a teacher at No. 3 Middle School. That woman isn't very good-looking, and she's very arrogant. Our boss has gone there with flowers and gifts several times, but she's always turned away."

"Does she already have a boyfriend?" Goro Daimon asked curiously.

"It would be better if there were men, but the problem is there aren't any at all." Lin Huai Le's boss also lit a cigarette, looking quite worried. If the boss was in a bad mood, his underling 4.7 naturally wouldn't be in a good mood either.

"Well, maybe he just doesn't like being involved in gangsters," Yamazaki Ryuji said, taking a bite of grilled chives. He finished the whole plate of chives in just two bites.

"Maybe, after all, she's a teacher, a respectable woman, and probably just wants a peaceful life. But our boss earns more in a day than the heavens do in a year, what right does she have to refuse? Damn it!" Lin Huaile said, cursing as he finished speaking.

By this time, Lin Huaile had already downed three cups of Hengshui Laobaigan in a row. The alcohol was taking effect, and his face was flushed. He asked Chen Jialuo, "What about you? Is there a woman you like but can't have?"

Chapter 322 Who gave you permission to open a bar here?

There are so many, like Liu Yifei, Fan Bingbing, Li Bingbing, Zhao Yazhi... but they were either not born yet or hadn't debuted.

However, it still bears a striking resemblance to the bio-mechanical maid.

“There hasn’t been a woman like that yet,” Chen Jialuo said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Huai Le burst into tears. Yes, he burst into tears.

Chen Jialuo was stunned. He hurriedly tore off two pieces of paper and handed them to Lin Huaile. Lin Huaile wiped the paper while saying, "Of course, with your looks, as long as you're not gay, what woman wouldn't like you? If I looked like you, no, even just half as good as you, she definitely wouldn't reject me."

At this point, he suddenly burst into tears.

While eating, Chen Jialuo handed him a tissue, saying, "Looks are something you're born with, there's nothing you can do about it. You can't force it."

Hearing this, Lin Huai Le cried even harder, "You're just rubbing salt into my wounds. Fuck you."

Just then, someone in the barbecue restaurant burst out laughing, which Lin Huaile overheard. He suddenly looked up at the four young men who were mocking him, grabbed the barbecue plate from the table, and threw it at them.

"Shut up and laugh your ass off!"

The greasy barbecue pan was slammed onto the young men's table, and they immediately became enraged, yelling, "What the hell are you doing? Want to fight?!"

"Yes, I want to fight!" Lin Huaile stood up and rushed towards the young men. Lin Huaile wanted to rush over to help, but Chen Jialuo stopped him.

“Let your boss deal with it himself. These little minions are no problem. He needs to vent his frustrations,” Chen Jialuo said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Huai Le's face showed a conflicted expression, but in the end he followed Chen Jia Luo's advice and kept a close watch from the side.

A punch, a kick, a weapon, an ear-pulling. The alcohol made Lin Huai Le's adrenaline surge, slowing his movements a bit, but his experience allowed him to hold his own against four people.

Half an hour later, Lin Huai Le, sporting panda eyes, knocked the four young men to the ground.

Meanwhile, on Wai On Street in Causeway Bay, Mad Dog was patrolling his territory in his new BMW when he suddenly spotted a sign that read "Southern Bar".

Neon lights flashed inside, and the music carried far down the street. Five or six henchmen stood at the bar's entrance.

Mad Dog ordered his henchmen to stop the car, then looked at the South Region Bar and asked, "Which gang do these guys belong to?"

The henchman said, "It's from the United Society. The guy in the floral shirt is one of the United Society's henchmen. I saw him at the Guan Yu banquet just now, there's no mistake."

Mad Dog sneered and said, "The place Brother Luo told me about, the one run by Whitehead and Explosive, is right here. And they're opening pretty fast. Let's go down and have a go at those bastards."

He kicked the car door open, and Mad Dog, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, led two henchmen toward the exit. Although Mad Dog wasn't tall and had medium-length hair, giving him a somewhat effeminate appearance, he possessed a formidable aura.

He had only taken a couple of steps this way when he caught the attention of the henchman at the door.

"Who gave you permission to open a bar here? Did you even acknowledge this territory? You just opened it like that. Where's your boss? Call him out here!" Mad Dog said.

"Who the hell are you?!" The henchman from the cooperative didn't recognize Mad Dog. The blond guy who spoke was arrogant because he was taller than Mad Dog. He stood right up to Mad Dog, stomach to stomach, eye to eye.

Mad Dog's henchman shoved the blond-haired guy aside and stood in front of Mad Dog, yelling, "Don't you know who's protecting you here? Screw you! You don't even know Mad Dog from the 'Louis Shing'? Are you out of your mind? Go to the hospital right now!"

"What mad dogs and mutts from the Lian Sheng Society? I don't know a single one of them! All I know is that the Nan Yu Bar is under the protection of our Lianhe Society!"

Mad Dog took a step to the left, reached out and grabbed Old Huang by the neck, lifting his feet off the ground with a slight pull. Old Huang's companions rushed forward to fight, but were forced back by the soft knife drawn by Mad Dog's henchmen.

"I'm telling you, 320, your cooperative has crossed the line, do you know that?" Mad Dog carried the 100-pound blond-haired man as if he were a 20-30 pound dog.

The blond-haired man couldn't breathe, his whole body turned red, and he struggled incessantly. If they didn't let go soon, he would suffocate to death.

The mad dog released its grip, and the blond-haired man collapsed to the ground like a noodle, gasping for air. The feeling of being on the verge of death was truly terrifying.

The dog's eyes were filled with fear.

"Fuck your mother, do you think Wo Luen Shing is easy to bully?! Fuck your mother! Get the hell out here and tell your boss to come out!" Mad Dog roared.

"Our boss said not to cause trouble tonight, but we're always ready to play if you want!" The blond-haired man lay sprawled on the ground, his eyes showing fear, but he was not about to back down.

Mad Dog thought for a moment, "Okay, don't leave. I'll go back and get someone to check where you're from!"

As he spoke, he led his henchmen toward the car.

Yellow Hair quickly got up from the ground and went to report to the boss.

Chapter 323 Southern Region Bar

Mad Dog's henchman, somewhat puzzled, said, "Boss, why don't we just rush in and take them out? Planting their flag on our turf, the Union is practically asking for trouble. Looks like Big Head's death hasn't taught them a lesson yet!"

Mad Dog said, "I just went down to take a look. I didn't mean to start a war with them at this time. I'll have to tell Brother Luo when to start the war. Let him decide, so as not to ruin his plans."

"I can't swallow this insult; those bastards got off so easily tonight," the henchman said. Just now, the guy in black inside had slashed him in the buttocks.

Damn it, thank goodness I dodged quickly, otherwise my ass would have been split in three.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to cause trouble for long. When the time comes, bring your weapons and wipe them out," Mad Dog said viciously. "If you come to my territory to cause trouble, be prepared to go to the Western Paradise to meet the Buddha."

As soon as he got in the car, Mad Dog called Chen Jialuo, "Brother Luo, Whitehead and Chuanbao's bar has opened. It's located on Weian Street. I went to check it out, and their henchmen are pretty arrogant. Brother Luo, should I join or not?"

Chen Jialuo was waving at the drunk Lin Huaile at this moment. After watching Lin Huaile get into the car with the help of his underlings, he turned around.

"Go ahead, I'll take you with me tomorrow night. You bring a couple of henchmen."

Damn, Whitehead is quite thrifty. He attended a banquet at noon and then went to the bar opening in the evening. He couldn't keep these two guys waiting too long.

“Alright~” Mad Dog said, then laughed and added, “Brother Luo, actually I can handle them all by myself.”

Maxima and his gang have already made a name for themselves, and even Mai Shiranui's name is well-known. He also wants to make sure that the word "Mad Dog" is remembered by everyone in the gang.

And this situation presents an opportunity. If he can personally lead a team to take down the bar, then without a doubt...

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo lit a cigarette. "You want to go by yourself?"

Mad Dog immediately said, "Yes, I want to go by myself, like Mark and the others, and make a name for myself." He was very straightforward.

“Behind Whitehead is Broken Tooth Giant. In the first few days after the bar opened, Broken Tooth Giant will definitely bring his men. They won’t be weak. Plus, they’ve brought along the dim-witted Explosive Strike as a front. If things don’t go well, there could be big trouble. So, you still want to go alone?” Chen Jialuo asked.

Mad Dog nodded without hesitation, "Yes, that's what I want too."

“Alright, fine. Since you have this intention, I, as your elder brother, have no reason to stop you. Then this matter will be left to you to handle. I only have one request.” Chen Jialuo’s words had not yet finished.

Mad Dog excitedly said, "Boss, you tell me, I'll agree to whatever you ask. Do you want me to notify you immediately if anything happens, or will you send someone to assist me?"

Chen Jialuo said, "No, it's not that. I just want you to do a good job and not be afraid. I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

Mad Dog was taken aback at first, then his nose felt a little sore. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Thank you, Brother Luo. I will definitely do a good job and do this well, so that all those who want to plant their flags will give up their dreams."

"I trust you to handle things." Chen Jialuo yawned. "That's all for now, I've arrived."

After hanging up the phone, Mad Dog still looked up and glanced at his henchman out of the corner of his eye. When he realized the henchman wasn't looking at him, he suddenly lowered his head, quickly wiped his face, and wiped away the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

"Let everyone get a good night's sleep tonight, because we have something important to do tomorrow night."

Time flew by, and it was 11:30 p.m. the next night. The nightlife was just beginning, and the South Region Bar was bustling with people. Men, women, and children swayed to the upbeat music, venting their frustrations and stress from life.

Whitehead and Explosive sat in the innermost luxury private room, laughing happily. Completely unaware that Mad Dog was leading over a hundred henchmen in seven or eight vans on their way.