Chapter 254

These words heard by Long Hair made him feel lonely in his heart. Those who mix in the society all have a hot-blooded heart for the underworld, but the reality is that the societies are almost unable to survive, and the entire Hong Kong underworld could be unified by the Ni family at any time.

Crash!

Just at this moment, the restaurant door was kicked open, and the two glass doors shattered directly.

A large amount of glass shards splashed, scaring the few young girls closest to the door into screaming.

Immediately afterwards, the Tin Yeung brothers walked into the Kowloon Ice Room, followed by fifty black-suited assassins.

"Damn it, what are you doing? Can't you see Brother Long is here? You want to die coming here to make trouble!"

Seeing this scene, Long Hair stood up from his seat carrying a wine bottle, and the other confidant younger brothers did the same.

Long Hair quickly scanned Tin Yeung-sang and the others, seeing that the other side had a large number of people, but he didn't retreat because of this.

After all, this is the territory of the Luen Ying Society. As long as they hold on, a large number of younger brothers will soon come to support them.

"Nine-Patterned Dragon?"

Tin Yeung-sang didn't even pay attention to Long Hair, his gaze falling on Nine-Patterned Dragon, who was sitting in his seat smoking expressionlessly.

"You know me? You look very unfamiliar; you don't look like someone from Kowloon."

Nine-Patterned Dragon looked at Tin Yeung-sang and asked. Seeing that Tin Yeung-sang and his group were all new faces, his brows furrowed.

"There is a matter I want to ask Brother Long for help with."

Tin Yeung-sang said, walking slowly towards Nine-Patterned Dragon while making a gesture.

Tin Yeung-yi and the others understood and immediately took many assassins to clear the field, driving out all the young girls and guests.

"If you have something to say, say it."

Nine-Patterned Dragon said.

"I want to borrow Brother Long's head for a use. I don't know if Brother Long is willing to part with it?"

Tin Yeung-sang said this with a ferocious grin appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"You're looking for death!"

Before Nine-Patterned Dragon could speak, Long Hair was the first who couldn't bear it, and with a pop, he smashed the wine bottle on the edge of the table, revealing a sharp cross-section.

Afterwards, he stepped forward and stabbed the broken wine bottle towards Tin Yeung-sang's lower abdomen.

This is a method Long Hair often uses; in the past, he had at least put down more than a dozen thugs.

But this time, Long Hair kicked an iron plate.

Tin Yeung-sang is not a thug, but someone who killed his way out of a pile of dead people in Vietnam. If nothing else, he is absolutely professional in how to kill people efficiently.

Pfft!

The machete cut through flesh and blood.

Tin Yeung-sang just performed a simple straight stab, and Long Hair covered his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he slowly fell down.

Until he died, Long Hair didn't even see Tin Yeung-sang's movements clearly.

"Long Hair!"

Nine-Patterned Dragon saw Long Hair resolved by Tin Yeung-sang in one encounter and couldn't sit still.

Long Hair had been by Nine-Patterned Dragon's side for many years, fighting together until now. What Nine-Patterned Dragon didn't expect was that Long Hair didn't fall in a fight with other societies, but fell in the hands of this stranger in front of him.

"Hack him to death for me!"

Nine-Patterned Dragon's eyes were red, and he roared.

Immediately, he drew a dagger from his back waist and took the lead to pounce towards Tin Yeung-sang.

The other confidant younger brothers, who were originally scared into retreating by Tin Yeung-sang killing Long Hair in seconds, now saw their boss Nine-Patterned Dragon rush up, and also followed carrying wine bottles.

Facing Nine-Patterned Dragon and the others who were killing, Tin Yeung-sang didn't have the slightest tension, and a smile still remained on the corner of his mouth.

Compared with Ni Yongyao's subordinates, Nine-Patterned Dragon and the others were really too inferior and couldn't give Tin Yeung-sang even a trace of pressure.

"You don't need to move; leave them all to me."

Tin Yeung-sang stopped Tin Yeung-yi and the others who wanted to come up to help, intending to use Nine-Patterned Dragon and the others to vent properly.

Hearing this, Tin Yeung-yi and the others immediately stopped their steps. They knew Tin Yeung-sang's strength very well and knew that Nine-Patterned Dragon was absolutely not Tin Yeung-sang's opponent, so they didn't help.

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

Tin Yeung-sang grinned ferociously, then greeted Nine-Patterned Dragon and went forward.

Both sides fought into a ball. Tin Yeung-sang fought several people on Nine-Patterned Dragon's side alone. Although it was few against many, he didn't fall into a disadvantage, but instead suppressed Nine-Patterned Dragon and the others.

And ten seconds later, he killed one of Nine-Patterned Dragon's younger brothers with one blade.

Making Nine-Patterned Dragon, who was already under great pressure, unable to hold on anymore.

Tin Yeung-sang cut through them like cutting melons and vegetables, resolved all of Nine-Patterned Dragon's younger brothers, and then performed a powerful front kick, hitting Nine-Patterned Dragon in the chest and kicking him flying several meters.

Bang!

Nine-Patterned Dragon hit the table heavily, and the tables and chairs were smashed directly.

Nine-Patterned Dragon felt a sweetness in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt that he had at least broken a few ribs.

Looking at the dagger in his hand again, it had been severely bent in the previous block.

It is enough to show how powerful Tin Yeung-sang's kick was.

Nine-Patterned Dragon felt the condition of his body, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. By this moment, he had already realized the huge gap in strength between him and Tin Yeung-sang; the two were not on the same level at all.

This made Nine-Patterned Dragon's mood very complicated. In the Luen Ying Society, he was the Red Pole, the most capable fighter, but now he was kicked into serious injury by Tin Yeung-sang, who popped out of nowhere.

"Who exactly are you? Who sent you?"

Nine-Patterned Dragon gasped for breath, staring fixedly at Tin Yeung-sang.

Even if he died, Nine-Patterned Dragon wanted to die knowing.

"Dead people don't need to care about so much."

Tin Yeung-sang sneered; he had no intention of answering Nine-Patterned Dragon's question.

As he spoke, in Nine-Patterned Dragon's desperate gaze, he slashed down with his blade.

Swish!

The sharp blade cut open his throat.

A blood line appeared on Nine-Patterned Dragon's neck. He covered the wound tightly, but still couldn't stop the blood from gushing out from between his fingers, and could only watch his life pass away rapidly.

Until the last moment before death, Nine-Patterned Dragon guessed who sent Tin Yeung-sang and the others.

"Done, finish work."

Tin Yeung-sang looked at Nine-Patterned Dragon's look of dying with eyes wide open and shrugged.

Before coming, Tin Yeung-sang had expectations for Nine-Patterned Dragon, thinking he could have a satisfying fight, but didn't expect the so-called Luen Ying Society Red Pole to only have this level.

However, thinking about it, it was normal. The Luen Ying Society doesn't even count as a big society in Hong Kong, so the gold content of the Red Pole is naturally not high.

Subsequently, Tin Yeung-sang took everyone and left the Kowloon Ice Room quickly.

Luen Ying Society, Main Hall.

Tiger Lei's office.

"Knock knock knock."

A younger brother knocked on the door and broke into the office.

In the office, Tiger Lei was holding his secretary in his arms and touching her up and down. Looking at the younger brother who suddenly broke in, his face sank directly.

"What are you doing? Don't you have any rules!"

Tiger Lei said angrily.

"Boss, something happened! Nine-Patterned Dragon was killed!"

The younger brother said hurriedly.

"What did you say!"

Once Tiger Lei heard Nine-Patterned Dragon was dead, he couldn't care about the secretary anymore, threw her aside, walked to the younger brother, and questioned: "Speak clearly, who killed Nine-Patterned Dragon?"

"Just now, Nine-Patterned Dragon was found by a group of people at a tea restaurant on Kowloon Street and hacked to death. Those people were all new faces; no one recognized them."

The younger brother reported the intelligence he obtained one by one.

"A group of new faces killed Nine-Patterned Dragon? Damn it, who did Nine-Patterned Dragon offend..."

Tiger Lei's brows furrowed tightly, and the more he heard, the more annoyed he became.

In fact, Tiger Lei had long disliked Nine-Patterned Dragon. Although Nine-Patterned Dragon was his Red Pole, he had been high-ranking and powerful for many years, and his reputation within the Luen Ying Society was extremely high, threatening Tiger Lei's status.

Tiger Lei had thought more than once about finding an opportunity to get rid of Nine-Patterned Dragon.

If it were another time, Nine-Patterned Dragon being hacked to death would have absolutely made Tiger Lei laugh 400 times.