Chapter 267

Yau Tsim Mong, needless to say, Fu Tou Jun didn't even show up, just sent a few close-in men, directly took over that bit of territory of the Water House.

They didn't even have a chance to resist; the Water House's turf in Tsim Sha Tsui was completely wiped out by Fu Tou Jun's men.

Bearded Yong is really depressed now, fuck, Taizi this bastard, whenever it's time to eat meat, he comes to block him!

Looking at Taizi and Boxing King Tai, he burst out cursing: "Are you guys Prosperity sick? Every time you fucking block me, what the hell?"

Taizi said with a smile: "Yong bro, what have you gotten yourself into? When eating, it's easy to get stuffed; this build is just right."

Hearing that, Bearded Yong's little beard stood up in anger, this fuck!

Bearded Yong returned to the headquarters, sat in the club's office, his face grim as he picked up a bottle of beer and drank glumly.

His mood was like today's underground jianghu—overcast with dark clouds, so gloomy it made one breathless.

Other clubs could feast and have oil dripping from their mouths, while our Yi Character Squad could only watch others get rich.

He sighed, stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the street.

Bearded Yong was unwilling to accept it, but lacked the strength to change the situation.

Because Prosperity wouldn't allow it!

Sham Shui Po, Water House headquarters.

Shen Xianjin was uneasy; every call he got brought no good news.

The Water House's territory on the island was divided up by all the clubs.

Tsim Sha Tsui also fell into the hands of Xin Ji, and even the right to oversee the Mong Kok mahjong parlour was in jeopardy.

If people can't even get in, let alone oversee the venue.

What the hell to watch!

At midnight, Mong Kok's street lights were blazing, the flow of people unchanged.

However, at the entrance of a mahjong parlour, a group of unfamiliar faces stood, their eyes fierce, all members of Righteous Sea.

The Water House's crew came out of the mahjong parlour and confronted the Righteous Sea's people.

"This is our turf; what do you guys from Righteous Sea want to do?"

The Water House's venue lackey, looking at the Righteous Sea's crew, shouted.

"Screw you!"

After saying that, the Righteous Sea boss told his men: "Move."

This mahjong parlour is just a microcosm; Righteous Sea isn't acting alone, the Water House's turf all over Mong Kok is seeing this scene play out.

Night fell over Mong Kok's streets, neon lights flickered, crowds surged.

However, behind this prosperity, fierce fights were quietly breaking out, very lively.

Pedestrians on the street, seeing this, weren't tense but calmly walked onto the main road.

It wasn't the first time they'd seen this; if a day went by without a fight, they'd find it strange.

Righteous Sea and Water House crews met at various spots in Mong Kok, swords drawn and bows taut, tension at its peak.

With each order shouted, the two crews instantly fell into a melee.

Righteous Sea had more people, they came surging like a tide toward the Water House crew, the fight was intense.

Although the Water House members fought hard, they were clearly outnumbered and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

In the scuffle, blades and sticks clashed, giving out a dull thud.

Shouts and screams intertwined, breaking the night's silence, blood flowed on the ground, staining the streets red.

The Water House members gradually weakened, beginning to show signs of collapse.

The Righteous Sea crew, meanwhile, seized the chance to launch a more fierce attack.

They're all old gangsters; they know that as long as they push a little harder, the Water House will scatter.

In this intense fight, the Water House's defeat was certain; only a matter of time.

Ah Wu just brought his people to watch, with no intention to act; if Righteous Sea couldn't take it down, giving some money would settle it.

Sham Shui Po Water House headquarters.

Shen Xianjin received a call from the Mong Kok crew.

"Boss, the Righteous Sea's crew is too many; our people can't hold up. What do you think we should do?"

"First gather our people, withdraw to Sham Shui Po, we'll talk about other things later."

Shen Xianjin answered feigning calm, but inside he was nervous.

He knew Righteous Sea had come prepared; if they rashly counterattacked, they might suffer even greater losses.

The Water House hardly had any turf left; they could only defend Sham Shui Po.

After hanging up, Shen Xianjin immediately summoned the Water House bosses to discuss countermeasures.

Everyone talked excitedly; some hot-headed fools said to wipe out the Prosperity Sham Shui Po hall.

Heh heh!

These people took Pretty Mama for a soft persimmon; she's been able to hang around Sham Shui Po this long, she's got plenty of underlings.

No one else says it, but Brother-in-law Bai isn't a pushover either; don't look at his pretty face—he's earned his reputation through fighting.

He's a versatile talent—able to fight, and also to keep Pretty Mama warm in bed.

Others suggested to temporarily lay low, wait for a chance to talk numbers.

After a moment's thought, Shen Xianjin decided to adopt a delaying tactic.

At the same time, he also contacted their Water House connections in the police background, hoping to get some support so they could catch a breath.

"Inspector Zhao, our Water House can barely hold on; if we keep fighting, we'll be gone. Could you get the police to step in and mediate?"

Inspector Zhao works at the O Bureau; today he already received an order from Chief Inspector Wong, this time the police will not intervene.

The meaning behind the words is clear: the Water House dares to openly break the rules, smashing up legitimate merchants' shops in broad daylight.

What does the Water Room want to do?

Since the Water Room doesn't follow the rules, let the martial world teach them a lesson—let them know what the rules are.

Chief Inspector Huang is furious; the Water Room dares to meddle in Little Brother A Xin's legitimate business—this is not giving him face.

He has lost face; then the Water Room will have no support, and there's no one to reason with.

Beating up the Water Room is fine—do you really think his benevolent gun can't kill?

Idiot!

Inspector Zhao thought of A Tou's methods, involuntarily shivered, and spoke very impolitely.

"Shenxian Jin, are you an idiot? How dare you mess with Li Xin's shop? Don't you know his relationship with Chief Inspector Huang?"

"His security company's gun permit is operated by Chief Inspector Huang; in this situation, how can I help you?"

"Damn, if I help you, isn't that slapping Chief Inspector Huang in the face?"

"You want me to guard the pond?"

"Shenxian Jin hurriedly explained: 'Inspector Zhao, I just want you to mediate, not help us take sides.'"

"Inspector Zhao, furious, shouted: 'Damn! What's the difference between your situation and taking sides?'"

"There's nothing I can do; I can't help you; that's it."

"Hmph!"

After hanging up the phone, Inspector Zhao angrily threw the phone onto the table.

He clearly knows that the Water Room has not only committed a major taboo but also offended A Tou—that's the main point.

In the martial world, one must not touch legitimate businesses; this unspoken rule must be observed by all, while the Water Room openly violates the rule, which will surely provoke public outrage.

A Tou said, matters of the martial world should be settled using the martial world's methods; the police should not over-intervene.

Isn't the meaning clear yet?

The Water Room must bear responsibility for its actions, while the police will not intervene in this matter; life and death are left to fate.

Inspector Zhao decided to stay out of it—don't bother gaining little benefit and then dragging yourself in; it's not worth it!

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