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

"Brother, should we make a move against Hung Hing now?"

Ni Yongxiao looked worried.

Ni Yongxiao was well aware of the Ni family's situation.

With Ni Kun's death, the Ni family's situation became extremely precarious.

Even though Ni Yongyao swiftly and decisively eliminated Gandhi and his two companions, many hidden dangers still remained.

Under these circumstances, taking action against Hung Hing would only make matters worse.

“Yongxiao, remember this.”

This is Tsim Sha Tsui, and the Ni family's rules are paramount.

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

In fact, Ni Yongyao was well aware of Ni Yongxiao's concerns.

Without a system, Ni Yongyao would also choose to play it safe and play it safe first, and develop his strength first.

But now that we have the system at our disposal, we can mass produce countless killers at any time, so there's no need to worry about so much.

Using war to sustain war is the only way to win!

"I see, brother."

Ni Yongxiao nodded thoughtfully and said nothing more.

"Third Uncle, go find the Crown Prince."

Ni Yongyao gave the instructions.

……

East Tsim Sha Tsui.

Prince Boxing Gym.

boom!

The gym door was kicked open.

The group walked straight in.

The leader was Ni Yongyao.

"Dare to cause trouble on Hung Hing territory? You don't want to live..."

A few thugs outside the boxing gym stepped forward, cursing and swearing.

Before they could finish speaking, more than a dozen assassins rushed out from behind Ni Yongyao and quickly subdued them.

Ni Yongyao didn't even glance at his henchmen, walking with a leisurely pace as if he were in his own living room.

The arena in the center of the hall.

Hearing the commotion, the Crown Prince turned around and saw Ni Yongyao walking towards him, surrounded by a large group of his men.

“Young Master, that’s Ni Yongyao.”

The black man reminded him from the side.

Seeing Ni Yongyao's imposing manner, Blackie couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"You are the Hung Hing heir?"

Ni Yongyao walked into the hall, sat down on the sofa as if no one else was there, and took out a cigar.

White Ghost immediately stepped forward and lit it for Ni Yongyao.

"That's right, you're the new head of the Ni family?"

The crown prince narrowed his eyes and sized up Ni Yongyao.

Before meeting him, the Crown Prince did not take Ni Yongyao seriously at all, believing that with his strength, he was enough to crush the current Ni family.

But now, face to face, the Crown Prince realized that Ni Yongyao was not as simple as he seemed.

In particular, the white ghost behind Ni Yongyao brought a great sense of pressure to the Crown Prince.

"Fur——"

Ni Yongyao exhaled a puff of smoke, not answering the Crown Prince, but looking at the black ghost hiding behind the Crown Prince.

"Old Hei, you're from the Ni family. What are you doing at the Hung Hing branch in the middle of the night? You're not planning to betray the Ni family, are you?"

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

But hearing these words made the black man shudder.

"I……"

The black man instinctively wanted to explain.

However, he was interrupted by the Crown Prince before he could finish speaking.

“Ni Yongyao, anyone with eyes can see that the Ni family has collapsed. Blackie has joined Hung Hing, which is a sign of seeking a new master.”

The prince crossed his arms, cutting off the black man's escape route.

"On the contrary, it was you who barged in with your men, showing no regard for me, the Crown Prince of Hung Hing!"

The crown prince sneered.

As the prince finished speaking, a large number of Hung Hing underlings emerged from various parts of the boxing gym, numbering over a hundred, and subtly surrounded Ni Yongyao and his group.

These people were all carrying weapons, clearly ready to fight at any moment.

"Ah Yao, be careful, the Hung Hing men are prepared."

When Uncle San saw this, his brows immediately furrowed.

Ni Yongyao waved his hand, indicating that his third uncle didn't need to worry.

"The Prince of Hung Hing? Who do you think you are, to even deserve my attention?"

Ni Yongyao looked at the Crown Prince, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Fuck your mother! Ni Yongyao, let me tell you, tonight Tsim Sha Tsui will take my surname!"

The Crown Prince was thoroughly enraged by Ni Yongyao's contemptuous attitude.

"Hack him!"

At the Crown Prince's command, more than a hundred of his underlings immediately rushed towards Ni Yongyao.

Faced with the gleaming machete, Ni Yongyao remained calm and snapped his fingers.

next moment.

The gym doors opened again.

Hundreds of assassins poured in from outside.

These were all arranged by Ni Yongyao before he arrived. Just in case, he even exchanged for fifty more one-star assassins.

"Don't let any of the Hung Hing members go."

Ni Yongyao gave the instructions in a calm tone.

This immediately eliminated the Crown Prince's numerical advantage.

Given a roughly equal number of people, the prince's underlings were clearly no match for the one-star assassins.

In terms of both momentum and skill, they were far inferior.

Not to mention that the assassins obtained through the system knew no fear and were fearless under Ni Yongyao's orders.

The difference in strength became apparent the moment the two groups met.

More than a dozen of the Crown Prince's underlings fell instantly.

The henchmen behind them were so terrified by the sight of severed limbs and flowing blood that they could barely hold their knives.

The assassins, however, remained unfazed; even if they were stabbed multiple times, they would still take someone down with them.

"grass!"

Upon seeing this, the crown prince immediately realized that the situation was dire.

He originally thought his underlings could easily crush him.

But I never expected that Ni Yongyao's men would be so fierce.

"Where the hell did they get so many assassins?"

The crown prince could see clearly that these people didn't take death seriously at all.

If this continues, it won't be long before all his underlings are dead.

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first!"

The prince grabbed a watermelon knife, jumped off the stage, and charged towards Ni Yongyao.

Now that things have come to this, the Crown Prince has no choice but to make one last desperate attempt.

Otherwise, they'll have to tuck their tails between their legs and flee in disarray.