Hong Kong film: The Ni family tycoon, who kills people and then amasses an army.

Hearing these words, Long Hair felt a sense of desolation. Those who were in gangs all had a passionate heart for the martial arts world, but the reality was that the gangs were barely surviving, and the entire Hong Kong underworld could be unified by the Ni family at any time.

Wow!

Just then, the restaurant door was kicked open, and both glass doors shattered.

A large amount of glass shards flew everywhere, startling several young girls closest to the door who screamed.

Immediately afterwards, the Tian Yangsheng brothers entered the Kowloon Ice Room, followed by fifty assassins in black suits.

"What the hell is going on? Can't you see Brother Long is here? You dare to cause trouble here? You want to die!"

Upon seeing this, Longhair stood up from his seat, holding a bottle of wine, and his other trusted henchmen did the same.

Changmao quickly glanced at Tian Yangsheng and his group, noticing their superior numbers, but did not back down.

This is, after all, the territory of the United British Society. As long as they hold on, a large number of their underlings will soon arrive to provide support.

"Nine-Striped Dragon?"

Tian Yang ignored the long hair and focused his gaze on Jiu Wenlong, who was sitting in his seat, smoking a cigarette with a blank expression.

"You know me? You look unfamiliar; you don't seem to be from Kowloon."

Nine-Dragon looked Tian Yangsheng up and down and asked, his brows furrowing when he saw that Tian Yangsheng and his group were all unfamiliar faces.

"There's something I'd like to ask Brother Long for help with."

As Tian Yangsheng spoke, he slowly walked towards the Nine-Tattooed Dragon while making a hand gesture.

Tian Yangyi and his group understood and immediately led a large number of assassins to clear the area, driving away all the young women and customers.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Nine-Dragon said."

"I'd like to borrow Brother Long's head. I wonder if Brother Long is willing to part with it?"

As Tian Yangsheng finished speaking, a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

"You fucking want to die!"

Before Nine-Dragon could speak, Long Hair was the first to lose his temper, smashing the wine bottle on the edge of the table with a loud crack, revealing the sharp edge.

Then he strode forward and stabbed the broken end of the bottle towards the sky, aiming it at his lower abdomen.

This is a tactic often used by the Taiping rebels; they have taken down at least a dozen short mules in the past.

But this time, the long-haired man ran into a brick wall.

Tian Yangsheng is no dwarf; he's someone who fought his way out of piles of corpses in Yue Nan. Putting aside everything else, he's absolutely a professional when it comes to killing efficiently.

puff!

A cleaver cuts through flesh and blood.

With a simple, straight thrust, Changmao clutched his chest, disbelief in his eyes, and slowly collapsed.

Until his death, Changmao never clearly saw Tian Yangsheng's movements.

"Longhair!"

Seeing that Longhair was dealt with by Tian Yangsheng in one move, Nine-Tattooed Dragon couldn't sit still any longer.

Longhair had been by Nine-Dragon's side for many years, fighting alongside him to get to where he was now. To Nine-Dragon's surprise, Longhair did not fall in the battles with other gangs, but instead fell at the hands of this stranger in front of him.

"Kill him to death!"

Nine-Striped Dragon roared, his eyes bloodshot.

He then pulled out a dagger from his waist and charged towards Tian Yangsheng.

The other trusted underlings, who had initially retreated in fear after Tian Yangsheng's swift defeat of Changmao, now saw their leader, Jiuwenlong, rushing forward and followed suit, each carrying a wine bottle.

Facing the approaching Nine-Dragon and his group, Tian Yangsheng showed no sign of tension, and a smile still lingered on his lips.

Compared to Ni Yongyao's men, Jiuwenlong and his group were far inferior and could not put any pressure on Tian Yangsheng at all.

"You don't need to lift a finger, I'll take care of them."

Tian Yangsheng stopped Tian Yangyi and the others who wanted to help, and planned to use Jiu Wenlong and the others to vent his anger.

Upon hearing this, Tian Yangyi and the others immediately stopped. They knew Tian Yangsheng's strength very well and knew that Nine-Dragon was no match for him, so they did not offer any assistance.

"Want to avenge your brother? Let's see if you have the ability, otherwise you'll die here today too."

Tian Yangsheng grinned maliciously and then stepped forward to greet the Nine-Tattooed Dragon.

The two sides were locked in a fierce battle. Tian Yangsheng fought against several members of Jiuwenlong's side. Although he was outnumbered, he did not fall into a disadvantageous position. On the contrary, he was suppressing Jiuwenlong and his group.

Ten seconds later, he killed one of Nine-Dragon's underlings with a single slash.

This caused the already immense pressure on Nine-Dragon to finally break down.

Tian Yangsheng dealt with all of Jiuwenlong's underlings as easily as slicing melons and chopping vegetables. Then, with a powerful front kick, he struck Jiuwenlong in the chest, sending him flying several meters.

boom!

The nine-striped dragon slammed heavily onto the table, smashing the table and chairs to pieces.

Nine-Dragon felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if he had broken at least a few ribs.

Looking at the dagger in his hand, he saw that it had been severely bent during the parry.

This is enough to demonstrate how powerful the "Tianyang Shengzhi Kick" is.

As Jiuwenlong sensed the state of his body, a bitter smile appeared on his face. At this moment, he realized the enormous gap in strength between him and Tian Yangsheng; the two were simply not on the same level.

This left Nine-Dragon with very mixed feelings. He was a top fighter in the United English Society, the most capable fighter, but now he was seriously injured by Tian Yangsheng, who appeared out of nowhere.

"Who exactly are you? Who sent you?"

Nine-Tattooed Dragon was panting heavily, staring intently at Tian Yangsheng.

Even if he dies, Nine-Dragon wants to die knowing why.

"There's no need to care so much about the dead."

Tian Yangsheng sneered, he had no interest in answering Nine-Dragon's question.

As he spoke, he slashed down with his sword amidst the despair in Nine-Dragon's eyes.

Swish!

The sharp blade sliced ​​open the throat.

A line of blood appeared on Nine-Dragon's neck. He covered the wound tightly, but he still couldn't stop the blood from gushing out from between his fingers. He could only watch helplessly as his life slipped away.

It wasn't until his last breath that Nine-Tattooed Dragon realized who had sent Tian Yangsheng and the others.

"Done, call it a day."

Tian Yangsheng shrugged as he looked at the unseeing face of the Nine-Tattooed Dragon.

Before coming, Tian Yangsheng had high expectations for Nine-Dragon, thinking he could give him a good fight. Who would have thought that the so-called Red Stick of the United British Society was only of this level.

But then again, it makes sense. The Lien Ying Society isn't even considered a major triad on Hong Kong Island, so the prestige of being a "red stick" (a high-ranking official) isn't very high.

Immediately afterwards, Tian Yangsheng led everyone away from the Kowloon Ice Chamber.

……

United Press International, Headquarters.

Tiger Lei's office.

"Dong dong dong."

A henchman knocked on the door and barged into the office.

In the office, Tiger Lei was holding his secretary in his arms and groping her. When he saw his underling suddenly barge in, his face immediately darkened.

"What's going on?! Don't you have any rules?!"

Tiger Lei roared angrily.

"Big brother, something's happened! Nine-Dragon has been killed!"

The younger brother said hurriedly.

"What did you say!"

Upon hearing that Nine-Dragon was dead, Tiger Lei no longer cared about the secretary. He threw her aside, walked up to his underling, and demanded, "Explain yourself! Who killed Nine-Dragon?"

"Just now, Nine-Dragon was attacked and killed by a group of people at a tea restaurant on Kowloon Street. They were all unfamiliar faces, and no one recognized them."

I will report the information I have obtained in detail.

"A bunch of unfamiliar faces killed Nine-Dragon? What the hell did Nine-Dragon offend..."

Tiger Lei frowned, growing increasingly annoyed as he listened.

In fact, Tiger Lei had long disliked Nine-Dragon. Although Nine-Dragon was one of his top lieutenants, he had become too powerful and influential within the Lianying Society over the years, threatening Tiger Lei's position.

Tiger Lei had tried more than once to find an opportunity to get rid of Nine-Dragon.

If it were at a different time, and Nine-Tattooed Dragon were killed, Tiger Lei would definitely laugh heartily over 400 times.