Chapter 149

After midnight, at the Wan Chai Hung Lok Hall on Yan Wo Street, everywhere was a battlefield of gang fights; two gangs, their arms tied with different colored ribbons, were locked in combat, the scene chaotic.

Shrieks and curses rang out nonstop; the most conspicuous performer was Fei Quan, whose moves had no particular technique, relying solely on ruthless vigor to hold on.

Fei Quan looked at the Hung Lok Red Stick Da Kou Fa he had knocked to the ground, and shouted loudly, "Damn it, still making my Big Brother hand over someone—I'm here! Get up already!"

After cursing, he paid no more attention to that person, gripped the knife handle tight, tightened the towel bound around his hand, and then went after the Hung Lok men.

Blade light and sword shadow speak of the jianghu; here, this saying was well verified.

Fei Quan seemed tireless, lunging left and right, waving his cleaver with force, blood spraying.

As he fought fiercely, he felt a chill in his back, then a wave of pain—he knew he'd been hit, and turned to swing a chop.

The ambush attacker hadn't expected this kid to be so vicious; even after taking a slash from him he could still counter, but in the moment he was stunned, Fei Quan chopped him in the chest with one strike.

Blood instantly poured out; Fei Quan, unwilling to let him off, pursued the man who had ambushed him, hacking until he felled him, then switched targets.

Feeling several more knives strike his body, adrenaline surged; now he felt only rage, ignoring his own wounds.

He kept swinging his cleaver until exhaustion, when Fatty Chong and Long Hair dragged him away.

Just as they exited the street, Fei Quan lost consciousness and lowered his head.

Fei Chong, voice trembling with tears, shouted at Chang Fa, "Help big brother onto my back—I'll carry him to see a doctor, big brother won't make it! Hurry!"

Together they hoisted Fei Quan onto Fei Chong's back; Chang Fa supported from behind, running and crying, still calling out Fei Quan's name.

"Big brother, you're going to be the Big Brother! Don't sleep—wake up quick, you absolutely cannot fall asleep!"

Fei Chong's face streaked with tears, he also loudly said, "Big brother, don't sleep—if you fall asleep you won't wake up; I beg you, you absolutely cannot sleep!"

They had just run out of the street when they saw Tian Hong already waiting for the crowd!

"Get him into the car, the doctor is already ready—hurry."

The two hurriedly helped Fei Quan into the car, also wanting to get in, but Tian Hong gave them a glance.

He said, "Get lost back there, the fight isn't over yet—do you just want to leave?"

He then turned to the driver and said, "Drive, take him over; I'll stay here to guard."

"Okay, Big Brother!"

The minivan sped off, taking Fei Quan to the prepared temporary clinic.

Tian Hong stood guard here, with several dozen men silently standing behind him—these were his most elite troops.

He guarded here because he feared someone would take advantage of the chaos.

Seeing Fei Chong and the other, although their faces showed worry, they still returned to the battlefield; Tian Hong's mouth curled with a faint smile.

The fight ended after two o'clock; each side retreated with their own men, taking all the remaining wounded.

Afterward, a cleanup crew arrived; a garbage truck drove over and tossed the leftover limbs and arms still at the scene into it.

Many also pulled out hoses, hooked them up to valves, and sprayed the street directly; in no time they washed the thoroughfare clean, then after finishing, they coiled the hoses and got straight onto the vehicle and left.

These are the Thus line: Prosperity cleanup crew, because they won tonight, the cleanup falls to them.

Here we must hold for seven days; within these seven days, whoever wins will handle the cleanup, depending on how many days they can keep fighting.

Every gang has a cleanup crew; they specialize in this. If the police get involved, then it's the police who handle cleanup.

The police aren't losing out either—they can pocket a large sum of bail money, which serves as the cleaning fee.

The second night, Hung Lok counterattacked; the fight grew even fiercer, casualties appeared—Hung Lok lost two men, Thus line: Prosperity lost one, causing both sides to flare up in anger, and the intensity of the brawl surged sharply.

Hung Lok still hadn't retaken its turf; they themselves knew that if they couldn't take it back tomorrow, they'd have no hope—the Wan Chai hall would surely be lost.

Li Xin hadn't returned to Xi Gong these past two days, staying in Tung Lo Wan; He Min was very happy these two days, making him varied dishes every day.

On the third night, opportunists showed up, but all were cleared out by the people Tian Hong brought—no group was exempt.

These several dozen people were hardly something ordinary gangsters could resist; they were elite fighters, treasures in any hall.

A disciple of Hap Tu Sha Lao Tai, Ba Bi tried to take a bite of the opportunity, but was immediately blocked by Kong Long.

"Ba Bi, you dare meddle in this—I'll take on your whole Hap Tu gang." Kong Long said, arms crossed.

This Kong Long fellow is now wholly devoted to hanging out with Thus line: Prosperity, even disregarding fraternal ties.

Ba Bi's face is menacing; he's so damned sorry to society that he can make little kids cry.

Ba Bi looked at Kong Long and said, "You trying to scare me? If I were afraid of you, I wouldn't be out here mixing—come try your luck on Hap Tu's turf."

This Kong Long fellow's brain is a bit off; when people told him to give it a try, he actually took them seriously.

These two really did start fighting, possibly due to some prior personal grudge.

Now it got lively—Thus line: Prosperity fought on two fronts and still held the upper hand, which left many onlookers astonished.

Thus line: Prosperity's strength is pretty strong! On the Yan Wo Street front, even Tung Lo Wan's Luo Tianhong hasn't lifted a finger, yet they've already beaten Hung Lok so badly they can't raise their heads.

On this side, Kong Long versus Ba Bi is about six-four; before these Wan Chai gangs, Kong Long today can be considered to have officially debuted in Wan Chai.

Let them know, the Thus line: Prosperity Wan Chai Leader—Kong Long—is also a fierce warrior.

The fighting on both fronts grew lively; the police finally stepped in to disperse and arrest, confining the dispute within their control so it couldn't expand.

No more excitement to watch; everyone regretted it, wishing they could keep fighting for a few more days! If they could wipe out one side, that'd be even better! This indecisive state is hardly satisfying, right?

Those who love to watch a spectacle never think the matter is too big!

Sha Lao Tai, Piao Ge, and Jiang Tian Sheng were all taken to the police station; this is the Dragon Head's helplessness—they're regulars at the police station and funeral home.

Whenever a major incident occurs, they're definitely summoned for tea—refusing is not an option.

Jiang Tian Sheng looked at Piao Ge and said, "You Hung Lok folks can't afford to play? If you can't, then don't play—just disband!"

Piao Ge instantly glared, shouting angrily, "Isn't it because of Thus line: Prosperity's Fei Quan that today's incident happened? If it weren't for the Immortal Trust pressing hard, could this brawl have been sparked?"

Jiang Tian Sheng crossed his legs, took a puff of a cigar, and exhaled smoke.

He paid no heed to Piao Ge's angry glare, smiling as he said:

"Your Hung Lok Red Sticks, even those with two junior red sticks, were cut down by our Thus line: Prosperity Si Jiu Zai Fei Quan—and it was just one man."

"How dare you say that? And you still dare demand our Thus line: Prosperity hand over someone—hand over your mother! Hand over your mother, do you want it or not, you idiot!"

Don't be fooled by Jiang Tian Sheng's constant smile and easy‑going manner inside; his outward methods are tough! His mouth is also sharp!