Chapter 160

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

At this moment, no one else in the room spoke; after all, Han Bin's strength within the Hung Hing Society was not to be underestimated, and no one wanted to cross him at this time.

But there are always one or two who aren't afraid of death, such as Baqi from the Hong Kong Zai District — that is, Ji Ge, the notorious fence-sitter from the movie.

He curled his lip and said languidly, "Han Bin, they've already compensated you for the territory; that should be enough. Don't be too greedy; one should show mercy where one can."

Lin Hao listened from the side, and he was furious inside; he absolutely could not let this matter drop just like that.

If he let Dong Wake off this easily, how would he ever make a name for himself in the Hung Hing Society?

Thinking of this, Lin Hao abruptly stood up from his seat, pointed a finger straight at Baqi, and cursed loudly, "Damn it, dead fatty, so if I hacked you to death, would an apology settle it too? You make it sound so easy!"

Lin Hao's sudden outburst stunned everyone else in the room; they never expected this unknown nobody to dare act so recklessly in the main hall.

Baqi stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief; he pointed at Lin Hao and said, "Kid, where are you from? Is this a place for you to speak? You don't even look at where this is, daring to run wild here!"

Seeing this, Han Bin hurriedly gave Lin Hao a look, signaling him to sit down first and not be impulsive.

Then Han Bin turned to Jiang Tiansheng and said, "Mr. Jiang, this is Lin Hao, A Xin's brother, and also the person involved in last night's shootout, so I brought him here to let him hear how this matter will be handled."

Hearing Han Bin's words, Jiang Tiansheng's originally stern expression eased slightly; he looked at Lin Hao and said in a fairly calm tone, "Brother Lin, I wonder what you want to do? Speak your mind."

Feeling the encouraging gaze Han Bin cast his way, Lin Hao took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

At this moment, everyone's eyes in the main hall focused on him — some doubtful, some surprised, some curious.

Lin Hao's voice echoed in the slightly quiet hall, carrying a resolute determination: "Dong Wake claims it was their underlings acting on their own? Hmph, since Tuo can't control his own underlings, our Hung Hing will help him control them! I want a duel to the death with them, to let them know our Hung Hing brothers aren't to be bullied at will, and Brother Xin's blood cannot have been shed in vain!"

The moment these words left his mouth, it was like dropping a heavy bomb into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves.

Everyone was stunned, then burst into whispered discussion; no one expected this unknown little minion to dare speak such audacious words.

As for Jiang Tiansheng, his originally scrutinizing gaze suddenly brightened; he was intrigued.

He hadn't expected this little brother to have such guts — at this critical juncture, to have the courage to step forward, stand up for his brothers, and challenge Dong Wake.

Jiang Tiansheng is also a man who values face; since the brother has such guts, he, as the Dragon Head of Hung Hing, naturally cannot lose face either.

Without another word, Jiang Tiansheng directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Tuo's number right in front of everyone.

After the call connected, Jiang Tiansheng's tone carried an unquestionable hardness: "Boss Tuo, you know why I'm calling. Your Dong Wake underlings did a fine thing; our Hung Hing side has a little brother who stepped up, wanting a duel to the death with your side — what's your opinion?"

Tuo on the other end seemed stunned for a moment, then replied loudly, "Good, Jiang Tiansheng, your Hung Hing really has guts; since you want to play, let's play. I want to see just what this little brother of yours is made of, whether he can get any advantage from my Dong Wake people!"

Having mixed in the underworld for so many years, Tuo certainly wouldn't show weakness; he agreed readily, the venue set at the Dong Wake bar in Yuen Long — if Hung Hing wins, Tuo will hand over the bar directly to Hung Hing.

At this, the atmosphere in the entire Hung Hing main hall grew even more tense; everyone speculated on the final outcome of this duel to the death.

As for Lin Hao, although he felt a trace of apprehension, what filled him more was the determination to rise; he knew this battle, no matter what, he had to give it his all.

Fei Zai stood to the side, both hands clenched tight, bean-sized beads of sweat rolling down his forehead continuously, eyes unblinking as he nervously watched Lin Hao, his gaze full of worry and concern.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun scorched the earth; a group from Hung Hing, led by Jiang Tiansheng with his steady, awe-inspiring bearing, arrived in grand fashion at the Dong Wake bar in Yuen Long.

This bar was usually where those Dong Wake people sought pleasure; now, because of the impending duel, it was permeated with an unusual tense atmosphere.

The Yuen Long area, though it usually has society activity, mostly involves only minor scuffles.

A proper duel like this hasn't happened in many years. So, quite a few old-timers retiring in the Yuen Long societies, hearing of this, couldn't suppress their curiosity and sauntered over leisurely to watch the excitement, wanting to catch this rare spectacle.

The moment Lin Hao entered the bar, his gaze searched the crowd; very quickly, he spotted that Crow whom he hated so much his teeth ached.

Crow still had that insufferably arrogant look, wearing a gaudy shirt with several buttons undone, revealing his chest, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, squinting as he sized up the Hung Hing people, his eyes full of provocation and disdain, as if he didn't take this duel seriously at all.

After a group of people exchanged perfunctory greetings in this somewhat oppressive atmosphere, they each found seats and sat down.

Lin Hao took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and under everyone's gaze, stepped forward first onto the simple fighting platform set up in the middle of the bar.

He stood on the platform, eyes slightly narrowed, scanning the opposing Dong Wake camp.

Before long, a man walked up from the Dong Wake side; Lin Hao examined him closely but found it was someone he had never met before.

This man was big and burly, his face full of rugged flesh, his eyes revealing a vicious streak — at a glance, he was clearly a tough customer not to be trifled with.

At this moment, Baqi — usually known in the society for his fence-sitter image — surprisingly played the role of host.

He gripped the microphone tightly, cleared his throat, and his slightly sharp, thin voice resonated through the entire bar via the microphone.

"Brothers and sisters, the reason we've gathered everyone here today is because something happened between our Hung Hing and Dong Wake. Last night, Hung Hing's Brother A Xin was killed inexplicably. Dong Wake's side claims it was their underlings acting on their own,"

"This Little Brother Lin Hao is Brother A Xin's good brother; to avenge A Xin, today he steps forward for a duel to the death with a Dong Wake brother. Today everyone here bears witness; now, I declare the duel begins!"