Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

A black sedan, its headlights on and engine running, seemed to be waiting for someone.

Several men stood beside the car, dressed in dark suits, their waists bulging, clearly carrying weapons.

They were talking, not loudly, but the night wind carried their words to Lin Tian's ears.

"Yamamoto-kun, I'll take you out to have some fun tonight."

Tian Xia, patting the shoulder of a tall, thin man next to him, grinned with a face full of wrinkles, "After we've eaten, drunk, and had fun, tomorrow we'll take over Mong Kok and Causeway Bay."

"Yoshi."

The tall, thin Yamamoto Kojiro nodded, a satisfied smile on his lips. "Pretty girl, very pretty. Tanashita-san, you're quite good."

Once our Yamaguchi-gumi replaces these old-established gangs in Hong Kong, the businesses in Hong Kong will belong to our Great Japanese Empire, hahaha…”

The two men exchanged a glance and burst into laughter at the same time. Their laughter echoed in the night, shrill and arrogant.

Lin Tian stood in the shadow of the trees by the roadside, looking at the group of people, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The Yamaguchi-gumi, known for their low-key lifestyle, have come to Hong Kong?

Do they still want to take over Mong Kok and Causeway Bay?

He had just started this game, but before it was even finished, an uninvited guest arrived, trying to steal his spoils.

What a jinx, he's really courting death.

Lin Tian took a step forward, but the group got into the car, the door closed, the engine roared, and the car drove down the mountain.

Lin Tian didn't chase after it, but watched the taillights of the car disappear around the street corner, a smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

"Trying to escape? Do you think you can?"

The ghostly figure followed silently.

The car drove through the bustling streets and into the concession area.

The streets were clean and tidy, the Western-style buildings on both sides were brightly lit, and uniformed security guards stood at the entrances. It was clearly not an ordinary place.

The car stopped in front of a white Western-style building.

Tanashita got out of the car first, followed by Yamamoto Kojiro, with several bodyguards following behind, looking around warily.

Unbeknownst to them, a faint shadow was hovering above their heads.

The mansion was brightly lit, and upon entering, one was greeted by a spacious hall with crystal chandeliers, genuine leather sofas, and marble floors.

Several ukiyo-e prints hung on the wall, and a samurai armor stood in the corner.

The long table was covered with food, including sushi, sashimi, tempura, and several bottles of sake.

Twenty or thirty people were already waiting inside. Some were sitting on the sofa chatting, some were standing by the window smoking, and some were around the table drinking.

"Tashita-kun!"

A middle-aged man with a mustache came forward, bowed, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Tian Shita waved his hand, walked to the table, picked up a cup of sake, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yamamoto Kojiro followed him, sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, took the cigarette offered by the person next to him, took a deep drag, and exhaled the smoke.

"Yamamoto-kun,"

Tian Shichi put down his wine glass and sat down next to him. "This time, our Yamaguchi-gumi's foray into Hong Kong is all thanks to your help."

Don't worry, once we take over Mong Kok and Causeway Bay, you'll be in charge of managing the businesses there.

Yamamoto Kojiro nodded, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Tanashita-san, you're too kind. It's all for the sake of the Empire. But, are the Hung Hing and Tung Sing really alright?"

Tanaka laughed as he ate shit, picked up his glass and took another sip: "Don't worry, Yamamoto-kun, they're too busy fighting to care about us."

By the time they've finished fighting, we'll have already established ourselves firmly. Then, even if they wanted to drive us away, they wouldn't be able to.

"Yoshi."

Yamamoto Kojiro nodded in satisfaction.

The two clinked glasses again, their laughter echoing in the living room.

Others laughed along, some raised their glasses, some clapped, and some shouted "Long live the Little Life Empire!"

Laughter, clinking glasses, and cheers mingled together, creating a festive atmosphere.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

A night breeze blew in, causing the crystal chandelier to sway gently, casting a shimmering shadow.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the doorway.

Lin Tian strode in, carrying an axe, and smiled, "Good evening, you beasts! I've missed you all so much."

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Tianxia Chixiang frowned and asked in broken Cantonese, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Lin Tian said in a deep voice, "Who am I? I'm here to kill beasts."

Tianxia's face darkened, looking as ugly as if he had eaten excrement. He gave a wink to the bodyguard next to him.

Two bodyguards stepped forward.

"Baka yarou!"

Yamamoto Kojiro suddenly stood up and roared angrily.

Lin Tian smiled.

"I heard you're thinking of taking over Mong Kok and Causeway Bay?"

Tianxia's expression changed as he ate the excrement.

He stared at Lin Tian, ​​his mind racing.

He didn't know who the child was, but he knew that someone who could barge in silently and speak like that was no ordinary person.

"Who exactly are you? Are you with Hung Hing or Tung Sing?"

Lin Tian did not answer, but took a step forward, dragging the axe on the ground, making a harsh scraping sound.

"Baka!"

One of the bodyguards couldn't hold back any longer and rushed forward to attack.

Lin Tian didn't even look at him, and swung his axe.

"puff!"

The bodyguard fell down, his head rolling to the ground, blood splattering all over the faces of those nearby.

The living room erupted in chaos.

Some people screamed, some cursed, and some reached for their guns.

But Lin Tian was faster, rushing into the crowd like a black whirlwind.

"Baka yarou!"

"Kill him!"

"Fire! Fire!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

Gunshots rang out, but they missed.

Lin Tian's figure moved erratically through the crowd, and with each swing of his axe, someone fell.

Blood splattered, screams, the sound of bones breaking, and gunshots mingled together.

"Baka yarou!"

Kojiro Yamamoto hid behind the sofa, his face pale and his whole body trembling, watching as his bodyguards fell one by one.

"This is a demon, a demon..."

Eating excrement in the field isn't much better.

He slumped on the sofa, a gun in his hand, but he didn't even have the courage to raise it.

Just looking at Lin Tian made her tremble all over.

In less than five minutes, all twenty or thirty people were dead.

Corpses lay scattered haphazardly in the living room.

The crystal chandelier was still swaying gently, casting a shimmering shadow.

Lin Tian stood amidst the corpses, flicked the blood off his axe, looked around, and his gaze fell on Yamamoto Kojiro.

Yamamoto Kojiro trembled, crawled out from behind the sofa, and knelt on the ground, pleading, "My lord, spare me... spare me..."

Lin Tian walked up to him, head bowed in disdain: "You shouldn't have come to Hong Kong."

Kojiro Yamamoto's pupils contracted sharply. He wanted to say something, but the axe had already fallen.

"puff!"

The head rolled to the ground.

Lin Tian turned around and walked to the field where Tian Xia ate excrement.

Tianxia slumped on the sofa, still holding the gun in his hand, but his fingers were too stiff to pull the trigger.

"You...you can't kill me! I'm a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi...if you kill me, they won't let you get away with it..."

Lin Tian scoffed, "They won't know who killed him, and even if they did, I'd be more than happy to."

Tian Shita knew he was going to die, but he still tried to struggle and continued to beg for mercy:

"My lord, I...I have money...lots of money...If you let me go, I'll give you it all..."

Lin Tian smiled again.

"Foolish! Even if I kill you, the money is mine."

The axe fell.

"puff!"

The head of the man who ate excrement rolled to the ground.

Lin Tian shook the blood off his axe, looked around, and only put it away after confirming that there were no survivors.

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