Chapter 108

Regarding Kwok Tsz-hang's trash talk, Storm Shadow had no reaction at all, completely treating it as wind passing by his ears; his expression was calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuation.

The next moment, Kwok Tsz-hang rushed toward Storm Shadow like a hungry tiger, throwing a heavy punch.

Storm Shadow didn't dodge, standing in place, seemingly wanting to take this punch head-on.

Seeing this, Kwok Tsz-hang sneered; he had already seen the image of Storm Shadow being knocked down by his punch.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Kwok Tsz-hang's heavy punch was easily caught by Storm Shadow, then before Kwok Tsz-hang could react, Storm Shadow grabbed Kwok Tsz-hang's arm with a backhand, pulled it with force, and made Kwok Tsz-hang lose his balance and fall to the ground.

At the same time, a hand blade precisely chopped onto the back of Kwok Tsz-hang's neck, making Kwok Tsz-hang not even grunt, his body softening as he passed out.

In just three seconds, Storm Shadow cleanly knocked Kwok Tsz-hang unconscious.

This scene left everyone in the lobby dumbfounded; no one expected that Ni Yongyao's subordinate would have someone so fierce.

These people all knew that Kwok Tsz-hang wasn't an ordinary thug, but Luen Ho-lung's confidant, who had charged into battle many times for Chung Shun Yee and taken down many territories.

Kwok Tsz-hang losing so quickly under Storm Shadow wasn't because he was too weak, but because Storm Shadow's strength was too strong.

"Mr. Ni, I didn't expect you to be hiding your strength; I've never heard the name of such a capable subordinate before."

Luen Ho-lung was also shocked by the skills Storm Shadow displayed, and a touch of appreciation appeared in his gaze toward Storm Shadow.

"Brother Lung! Let me go up and have a fight with him!"

At this time, another young man stood up and said to Luen Ho-lung. This person's name was Lok Tin-hung, whose strength in Chung Shun Yee was second only to Luen Ho-lung.

Luen Ho-lung looked at Lok Tin-hung's eager face, and without asking, he knew Lok Tin-hung was itching to fight after seeing an expert, so he nodded.

Lok Tin-hung got permission, jumped directly onto the podium, sized up Storm Shadow, and said: "Empty hands are boring, I'll compare weapons with you."

Hearing this, Storm Shadow didn't speak, but turned to look at Ni Yongyao.

"Take him down."

Ni Yongyao said calmly.

Storm Shadow nodded, then slowly drew his samurai sword.. 0 This time Storm Shadow didn't choose to wait in place, but took the initiative to attack, his figure flashing, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived before Lok Tin-hung, slashing down with his sword.

So fast! Lok Tin-hung was surprised by Storm Shadow's speed; seeing the samurai sword slashing over, he hurriedly raised his eight-sided Han sword to block. The two tangled together, the light of blades and shadows of swords continuous, but soon Lok Tin-hung's face turned solemn, and a lot of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Storm Shadow's attacks were like a storm, making Lok Tin-hung almost unable to breathe; not long after they started fighting, he gradually became exhausted, let alone any counterattack.

Clang!

One minute later, Lok Tin-hung's eight-sided Han sword fell to the ground, and he himself was kicked off the stage by Storm Shadow.

"Tin-hung, are you alright?"

Luen Ho-lung helped Lok Tin-hung stand up and asked.

"Sorry Brother Lung, I've embarrassed you."

Lok Tin-hung gritted his teeth, looking ashamed. Before fighting Storm Shadow, Lok Tin-hung never thought he would lose so miserably; he was suppressed by Storm Shadow from beginning to end, without a single chance to strike, which made Lok Tin-hung almost desperate.

"Don't blame yourself; even if I went up, I wouldn't be sure of winning against him. This guy's skills are ridiculously good; I really don't know where Ni Yongyao found him."

Luen Ho-lung said, not hiding his envy for Ni Yongyao in his words at all. Luen Ho-lung was a martial artist and had always loved talent; Kwok Tsz-hang and Lok Tin-hung were both personally recruited by him into Chung Shun Yee.

At the same time, the lobby was silent, everyone shocked by Storm Shadow's strength.

"Mr. Luen, you've lost two rounds in a row and already owe me two million; do you want to continue playing?"

Ni Yongyao smiled and looked at Luen Ho-lung. At this moment, Luen Ho-lung had become a money-sending boy in Ni Yongyao's heart.

"A bet is a bet."

Luen Ho-lung shook his head, not daring to continue; Chung Shun Yee's second and third-best experts had both lost, and if they continued fighting, it would be his turn, the world's number one, to go up.

Kwok Tsz-hang and Lok Tin-hung losing wasn't a big problem, at most just serving as stepping stones for Storm Shadow, but if Luen Ho-lung also lost, the impact on Chung Shun Yee would be too great.

Luen Ho-lung didn't dare to take this risk, took out his checkbook, wrote a check for two million, and handed it to Ni Yongyao.

"If Mr. Luen wants to continue anytime, I'm always ready to accompany you."

Ni Yongyao said with some regret; after all, such a good opportunity to pick up money wasn't common.

Immediately, Ni Yongyao announced the official start of the celebration meeting.

However, compared to the liveliness at the beginning, the atmosphere in the lobby was now significantly more oppressive; after witnessing Storm Shadow's strength, no one dared to stand out and provoke them again.

Ni Yongyao's gaze swept over the lobby, taking in everyone's expressions; in fact, this could be considered achieving his goal. Holding this meeting was meant to show off his muscles and deter certain hungry wolves eyeing Tsim Sha Tsui.

Three hours later.

The celebration meeting ended.

People from various societies left one after another.

Tung Sing.

Lok To looked at the four tigers under his command and said earnestly: "You guys remember, don't provoke the Ni family; you've all seen their strength."

After speaking, Lok To sighed and thought of Lei Yaoyang. Before, when Lei Yaoyang ran away to the Netherlands, Lok To didn't know what was going on at first, but understood after the news spread.

But immediately after, news of Lei Yaoyang's death came from the Netherlands, and they didn't even know who the murderer was, but Lok To always had a premonition that this was the Ni family's doing.

It was also from this time that Lok To became a bit cowardly and stopped dreaming about taking down Tsim Sha Tsui; after all, life is the most important thing.

Chung Shun Yee.

"Brother Lung, what is that guy's background? How is he so good at fighting?"

Kwok Tsz-hang woke up, rubbing his aching back of the neck and said.

"I don't know either, only that he's a bodyguard Ni Yongyao brought back from abroad."

Luen Ho-lung shook his head and said: "Ni Yongyao is even less simple; how long has it been since he returned from abroad? He made Tsim Sha Tsui a clean sweep, something Ni Kun couldn't do for decades."

"I hope Tsim Sha Tsui can satisfy his appetite."

Lok Tin-hung said.

"Prepare early; for a person like Ni Yongyao, one Tsim Sha Tsui won't satisfy him."

Luen Ho-lung said in a deep voice; after contacting Ni Yongyao, he quickly realized that Ni Yongyao wasn't someone who would be content with the status quo, and once he completely digested Tsim Sha Tsui, he would inevitably expand outward.

Hongxing.

For this meeting, Jiang Tiansheng and most of the hall masters didn't attend, only Chui Shui-ge, Fat Man Lai, and Leung Kun came.

"No wonder Han Bin had his legs broken; these subordinates of Ni Yongyao are all very fierce."

Chui Shui-ge sighed, feeling lucky that he had grabbed onto Ni Yongyao's thigh.

"That's right, who could have thought that Chung Shun Yee's two major experts would both lose; now I can almost guess how Prince fell."

Fat Man Lai shuddered and said.

Only Leung Kun remained expressionless, not saying a word, seemingly pondering something.

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