"Boss b!"

"I'll kill you!"

On the street, the Smiling Tiger was wearing a vest, showing his tattoos, holding a knife with his bare arms, and with a ferocious look in his eyes, he rushed to the front with the knife raised.

"Ding!" The smiling tiger slashed at the roof of the car with his sword. Boss B looked horrified and pushed Jiang Zhen aside: "Fuck!"

"Protect Mr. Jiang!"

With one push, Boss B pushed Jiang Zhen from the car door to the front of the car, then took off his jacket, rolled it up in his hands, and stepped forward to fight with the smiling tiger.

The two of them made eye contact, and underneath Big Brother B's horrified gaze, there was a trace of calmness in his eyes.

"Protect Jiang Sheng!" the Hongxing horsemen on the street yelled, and they quickly picked up some benches and wooden sticks and threw them at the Dongxing people.

I saw Dongxing coming prepared one by one, holding a machete, and chopped down Hongxing's boys in three strokes. The group of Hongxing's boys on the street went out to see Jiang Sheng off, and naturally they didn't have anything with them.

The weapon was quickly chopped to pieces.

Of course, at this time, the Hongxing gangsters in the bar received the news, and more and more gangsters picked up the guy and rushed towards the door as hard as they could.

But killing people on the street is all about efficiency. By the time they arrived, the Dongxing troops had already withdrawn.

At this time, outside the bar door, the Smiling Tiger kicked Big Brother B. Big Brother B took several steps back and fell to the ground.

"Big b!" Jiang Zhen grabbed his cane and was shocked.

He couldn't understand how the red stick big b, who was so fierce at the beginning, failed in two moves.

It was just a loud voice, but it reminded Jiang Zhen.

"Sheng Jiang, leave quickly!"

Jiang Zhen quickly threw away his cane and ran away.

The Smiling Tiger pursed his lips, took two quick steps, and with a pop, slashed the back of Jiang Zhen's suit with his knife, knocking Jiang Zhen to the ground.

"How dare you! If you kill me, Mr. Luo will not let you go!" Jiang Zhen put his hands on the ground, leaned on the ground, and shouted loudly.

If it hadn't been for the strict police investigation recently, and the bodyguards and drivers would not dare to carry guns when going out, he, the founder of Hongxing, would not have been chopped to the ground by a pony boy, which is really sad.

"Ha!" The Smiling Tiger sneered and said in his heart: "You are the one who will be killed!"

Then he raised the knife with both hands and struck Jiang Zhen in the chest fiercely, slashing his head five or six times.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" His five or six blows almost exhausted all his strength. After finishing the slashing, Jiang Zhen fell into a pool of blood and could no longer move.

A generation of heroes.

Someone who once drank tea with Mr. Zhuang.

Following Master Zhuang's thought.

Finally died at the hands of a pawn.

"Kill the Dong Xing gangsters!" At this time, a large group of Hongxing gangsters had already rushed out of the bar and quickly killed a few Dongxing gangsters at the door.

"Boss!" A group of Dongxing gangsters shouted loudly. Smiling Tiger suddenly looked back and saw Big Boss B on the ground. He saw Big Boss B nodding towards him. Smiling Tiger immediately understood, turned around and slashed at Big Boss B.

"Ah!" Boss B screamed, and a pool of blood suddenly flowed out from his side.

Hong Xing beat the boy even more crazily and killed people.

"Boss!"

Dongxing's boss dragged Smiling Tiger and shouted: "Hurry up, boss! Dongxing's people are coming!"

"Fuck!" The smiling tiger spat out with a ferocious look on his face, grabbing the machete and beating Dong Xing away as he ran away.

The Hongxing horsemen gave chase.

Moreover, because Jiang Zhen died and Big Brother B was beheaded, a group of Hongxing's cavalry actually stayed behind to finish the job. Puff, puff, puff, they stabbed the Dong Xing beaters on the ground to death one by one, showing the most vicious side of the club.

Zhuang Shikai sat in the car, straightened up his chair, and looked at the random killings on the street with a calm look.

It wasn't until he saw Jiang Zhen dead that a smile appeared on his lips.

Then when he saw Hong Xing finishing his attack and Smiling Tiger's troops were about to be surrounded, he frowned and took the walkie-talkie and solemnly ordered: "Action!"

"Yes, sir." the officer on the intercom replied softly, then shouted: "Action!"

"Yes! Sir!" A group of plainclothes police officers who had been hidden for a long time tore off their disguises, threw away the newspapers and brooms in their hands, rushed out from various places on the street, and knocked down a large group of Hongxing horsemen.

"Don't move! Police!" The police officers took out their pistols and pointed them at Ma Zai's head.

Ding, the horsemen immediately let go and threw away their machetes, gritting their teeth and lying on the ground struggling.

Another police officer took out the handcuffs and quickly cuffed Ma Zai's hands.

"Fuck!" The horse boys put their cheeks to the road, their necks were pressed against their knees, and they swore.

A large number of plainclothes policemen were dispatched and quickly took control of the scene. Not only did they arrest all the Hongxing gangsters, but also some of the Dongxing gangsters.

"Shua." The two-step van stopped on the road.

The man inside opened the car door and shouted loudly to the front: "Boss! Get in the car quickly!"

"Don't run! Otherwise, shoot!" A policewoman raised her pistol and stood in the middle of the road.

Ignoring him with a smile on his face, he rushed into the car in two strides and quickly closed the door.

"Crash!" The van sped away.

The policewoman put down her pistol with a frustrated expression, feeling secretly resentful of herself. But she didn't know that the Smiling Tiger could successfully escape, and there was even an element of help from the police force.

The layout and timing of this street are all in the hands of Sir Zhuang. Letting the smiling tiger go properly is also part of Sir Zhuang's plan.

Otherwise, why would she need to catch up temporarily? Someone had already been blocking the Smiling Tiger's retreat.

…

"Sir, the scene is under control. A total of 20 perpetrators have been arrested and 13 were injured."

"Nine more people died, and one of them was Jiang Zhen." After Cai Yuanqi took control of the scene, he stood on the street and pressed the intercom to preach.

When he read Jiang Zhen's name, he looked at the corpse with a solemn look.

At this time, Zhuang Shikai held a bunch of fish eggs in his hand, walked from the roadside stall to the street, scratched off the last fish egg with his mouth, chewed the fish eggs, and pointed at the ground with a bamboo stick and preached: "

call white car!”

"Pack up the bodies and take them away, and send the wounded to the hospital."

"All the street gangsters were taken back to the police station, trained properly, and asked who ordered them to do it!"

It turned out that Sir Zhuang also opened the car door and got out of the car when the police officers got out of the car to take action. However, he was different from the police officers. They all went to arrest people. When he saw a fish egg vendor on the roadside, he smoked

Time to buy a bunch of fish eggs.

Behave as if you were actually out shopping.

That's called comfort.

"Yes, sir!" Cai Yuanqi immediately organized the police to start working after receiving the order from the commander.

Yuan Haoyun walked up to Zhuang Shikai and said: "Sir Zhuang."

"Jiang Zhen is dead."

"I'm afraid there will be chaos on the streets."

"Hmph! The more chaotic the better!" In the past, the police force was afraid of chaos on the streets, but now the police force is afraid that the streets will not be chaotic. Zhuang Shikai threw the bamboo stick into the trash can and said: "It's just a pot to clean up."

"Yes! Sir, you are right!" Yuan Haoyun nodded. At this moment, he saw two police officers putting Jiang Zhen's body in a black bag and taking it away. He suddenly sighed: "Jiang Zhen is also a big boss of the generation. He will die if he wants to.

It’s really sad.”

"Haha, you always have to pay back when you travel." Zhuang Shikai looked disdainful: "The boss of the club is just a rat in the water. The big rat and the little rat are both rats. Is it worth being surprised?"

"Their deaths were not worthy of being spectacular, and they deserved to die in such a humble and miserable way."

"That makes sense, Sir Zhuang." Yuan Haoyun nodded as if he had some understanding.

…

"What!"

"The Smiling Tiger has killed Jiang Zhen?"

midnight.

An old house in the New Territories.

Luo Tuo, wearing a nightgown, walked to the desk sleepily, answered the phone, rubbed his eyes and listened.

He was a little unhappy at first, thinking that he needed to call in the middle of the night for something important? But as the crow finished speaking, the camel's whole body shivered and he immediately woke up.

"Scrape out the smiling tiger immediately!"

"I want to chat with the smiling tiger!" Veins appeared on Luo Tuo's forehead and he hissed at the phone.

"Pah." Then he hung up the phone and slapped a picture on the table: "Fuck you, you bastard, can't you use your brain! I'm afraid something is going to happen now!"

"Now is the best time to keep a low profile." Luo Tuo clenched his hands, feeling that the situation was already out of control.
To be continued...