Hong Kong variety show: The tycoon who emerged from Portland Street

At this time, on Women's Street, Little Tyrant's henchmen also gathered a group, which looked to be about four or five hundred people.

They all looked panicked, glancing left and right.

Although they were all henchmen of the Little Tyrant, their main job was collecting debts from chicken and duck pens.

He can bully ordinary citizens, but he's hardly ever actually fought anyone.

In addition, Subor didn't pay them much money.

Why risk your life for just a few hundred dollars a month?

At this moment, they heard that the Hung Hing men were attacking, and their boss was still nowhere to be seen. They were all extremely panicked.

When Little Tyrant hurriedly came out of the room, his clothes were not yet buttoned up, and he was carrying a watermelon knife in his hand.

"Kill them!"

Chen Mo shouted and charged towards the other side first. His henchmen immediately raised machetes and iron bars and followed behind him, shouting as they charged towards the other side.

"Get them!"

The tyrant didn't bother to straighten his clothes; he grabbed a watermelon knife and ordered his henchmen to attack.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first.

Chen Mo took the lead and charged towards the Little Tyrant.

None of the henchmen opposite could withstand Chen Mo's knife strike.

Chen Mo's Eight-Stroke Breaking Technique was originally the sword technique of the Northwest Army's broadsword team during the War of Resistance against Japan, and it was most effective in battlefield combat.

With his exceptional physical abilities, Chen Mo made it incredibly easy for him to chop up this group of thugs.

With a single slash, the opponent is often cut in two, sword and all.

Fortunately, Chen Mo didn't strike vital points, otherwise many people might have died tonight.

Even so, wherever Chen Mo went, there were severed limbs everywhere and cries of agony.

Seeing their leader so brave, Chen Mo's underlings were greatly encouraged and became even more courageous.

As a henchman of Hongtai, Little Tyrant was naturally much more skilled than the average henchman and also had his own arrogance.

Seeing Chen Mo rushing to the front and cutting down many of his underlings, he also charged towards Chen Mo.

Unfortunately, his strength was no match for Chen Mo's.

With a single slash, Chen Mo knocked the watermelon knife out of Xiao Bawang's hand, then delivered a horizontal slap, the blade striking Xiao Bawang directly on the head, plunging him into a deep, infantile sleep.

"Little Tyrant has been killed! Little Tyrant has been killed!"

Chen Mo shouted, and his underlings behind him followed suit.

"Little Tyrant has been killed! Little Tyrant has been killed!"

The henchmen of Little Tyrant were already being suppressed and beaten, and when they heard the shouts of the Hung Hing men, they were all terrified.

The boss has been killed, how am I supposed to fight now!

One by one, they turned and ran away in a panic, leaving a mess of weapons scattered all over the ground.

"Take him away!"

Chen Mo arranged for his henchmen to kidnap Xiao Bawang, while he led his men to continue the chase.

Less than three minutes later, Hong Tai's men were driven out of Women's Street.

The entire battle lasted less than five minutes.

"Half of the people sweep the place, and all of Hongtai's men are driven away. Be careful not to wreck the place, because it will all be ours in the future."

Half the staff should wash the floor, and they must get it clean before the police arrive.

"Yes, Brother Mo!"

It has to be said that the gangsters were quick to clear the area; in less than half an hour, the streets were basically back to normal.

By the time the police arrive at the scene after receiving a report, they can hardly find anything.

At this moment, Chen Mo had already changed his clothes and was sitting in a bar on Women's Street drinking.

A younger brother walked over.

"Brother Mo, Little Tyrant has asked for only a little over 500,000."

"Alright, take the money back, and take the people to fill in the sea."

After his underlings left, Chen Mo cursed under his breath, "Damn it, a penniless wretch!"

After Xiao Bawang was brought back, Chen Mo ordered his men to take him away for interrogation.

It's surprising that Little Tyrant, a mere Red Pole with five or six hundred men under his command, only had a net worth of a few hundred thousand. No wonder he had to switch sides.

Not long after, Thirteen Sister walked in with a woman in her arms and Fatty Hui behind her.

"Wow, Amo, you're amazing! I didn't expect you to actually take down Women's Street!"

"It's all thanks to Sister Thirteen's support!" Chen Mo took a wine glass and poured one for Sister Thirteen. "I didn't expect Little Tyrant to be so weak, and his men are a bunch of cowards who ran away before we even had a chance to fight."

"According to the rules of the martial arts world, you still have to hold out for seven days." Seeing that Chen Mo was getting a little cocky, Thirteen Sister reminded him.

"Hongtai still has quite a few people, do you need any help?"

Thirteen Sister's help was certainly not for nothing.

According to the rules, Chen Mo is still a Red Stick under Thirteen Sister's command. Even if he conquered the territory himself, he still has to pay Thirteen Sister.

"No need, Sister. Hong Tai and his gang of old fogies are only so-so in strength combined. Besides, it's not necessarily necessary to hold out for seven days."

Chen Mo arranged for Gao Jin to kidnap Chen Mei and the Crown Prince, and also arranged for A Wu to kill Fatty and Bao Rong. As long as they succeeded, Wei Jixiang would be the only person with any status in the entire Hongtai.

Unfortunately, Wei Jixiang was just a figurehead; he only had a dozen or so men under Scarface Quan's command, which weren't enough to defeat Chen Mo alone.

If everything goes smoothly, once the news of Fatty and Leopard Rong's deaths spreads tomorrow, the entire Hongtai will be essentially leaderless.

At that time, many gangs will likely take advantage of the chaos to loot. Leopard Rong and Fatty's men will probably not be able to keep quiet either.

Hongtai will be too busy dealing with internal strife to have time to fight Chen Mo!

In just a few days, Hung Tai will become a thing of the past for Hong Kong's triad societies.

"Fine, if that's how it is, then I'll just leave it to you! You don't need to pay me back for your territory."

However, the club's share still needs to be paid!

"Thank you so much, Sister Mei! I'd like to raise a glass to you!"

Chen Mo smiled and raised his glass to toast Thirteen Sister.

Chen Mo was now truly impressed by Thirteen Sister.

Although Women's Street is now Chen Mo's territory, Chen Mo has no reason to refuse Thirteen Sister's demands for a cut.

However, Thirteen Sister simply gave up on pumping the water and only wanted to give the gang's share, which shows that she was truly generous.

Although Ladies' Market doesn't have as many entertainment venues as Portland Street, it has more storefronts and collects a considerable amount of protection money.

Pumping water each month can generate a significant amount of income.

After Thirteen Sister left, Chen Mo received a call from A Wu.

"Boss, it's done! Both of them are dead, one in a car accident, the other fell from a building. How's that?"

When will you pay me?

"I'll have someone deliver the remaining 200,000 to Brother Wu tomorrow! Don't worry, I won't renege on the debt."

Upon hearing the good news, Chen Mo unconsciously smiled and became much more polite in his speech.

"That's good. Contact me again if you need anything. As long as you pay, I'll get it done!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo called Gao Jin again.

"Ah Jin, how's things going on your end?"

"Brother Mo, we just finished. Now we have both Pipimei and the Crown Prince in our hands."

"Okay, take it to the beach, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Mo gave some instructions to his underlings and drove away from the bar.