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Chapter 18 Planting the Flag, Fishing for Fun, Wanting to Be a Fisherman
Mong Kok.
South exit of Tung Choi Street (Women's Street).
Twelve Toyota Hiaces followed closely behind a BMW as they pulled over to the side of the road.
Before the vehicle had even come to a complete stop, the doors of the troop carrier opened, and a group of thugs carrying machetes, steel pipes, and baseball bats got out.
"Brothers, those bastards from Hung Tai have no sportsmanship! They attacked our Hung Hing territory! Today, I'll lead you to retaliate and pull down their flag in Mong Kok!"
After shouting the slogan, Chen Fan waved his hand and yelled, "Let's do it!"
In an instant, shouts echoed throughout the street, and passersby quickly hid in the surrounding shops.
When recruiting new recruits, Chen Fan instructed Ahua to divide them into teams of about 15 to 20 people each, with each team leader equipped with a walkie-talkie.
Although the flag-planting battle was rushed, it was not difficult to coordinate the teams that had been divided in advance. Hong Tai's venue in Mong Kok had very few underlings, as most of his forces had been taken away by Leopard Rong and his two companions to seek revenge.
More than two hundred people systematically cleared out Hong Tai's territory. Each territory was a one-sided massacre where the number of people outnumbered the number of people. Hong Tai's underlings guarding the territory were beaten and ran away with their heads in their hands.
This time, Chen Fan didn't let anyone smash anything. It would soon be his territory, and if he damaged anything, he would have to compensate the owner behind the place, which wasn't worth it.
The entrance to the Sands Nightclub.
"Damn it, why is that Iron Fist Fan here again?"
When Wei Jixiang saw Chen Fan leading his men to attack, he panicked.
"Hey, isn't this paparazzi Xiang?"
"With a broken hand and several broken ribs, you're still so diligent in guarding your gang's territory?"
Chen Fan was also swayed by Wei Jixiang's servility.
No wonder people in the underworld say he's Chen Tailong's dog. Others with broken hands or ribs would stay in the hospital until they're exhausted, just to get more money from the gang for medicine. But this guy just got a cast and continues guarding the gate.
"Send someone to cripple his tendons and ligaments. Let's see how he'll still be willing to risk his life for Hongtai then."
At Chen Fan's command, two of his henchmen immediately rushed forward with knives.
"Boss, we're here to rescue you!"
At this moment, Wei Jixiang's two henchmen, Lanmingquan and Shensha, rushed over with several thugs.
Chen Fan's henchmen also perked up, and without Chen Fan giving any orders, they rushed forward in a swarm.
With a dozen or so people fighting against six or seven, the outcome of this battle was basically a foregone conclusion.
Before long, Lanmingquan and Shensha were both cut down to the ground.
Wei Jixiang also suffered the fate of having his tendons in his hands and feet severed.
Looking at Wei Jixiang, who lay there like a dead dog, Chen Fan lit a cigarette and shoved it into his mouth. "A person must rely on themselves!"
"A guy like you who loses his guts and is willing to be someone's dog just because his wife died should know his place. You occupy Hongtai's position as a high-ranking official, but you chicken out at the sight of blood and don't even know how much you disgrace Hongtai."
Upon hearing this, Wei Jixiang swallowed back the harsh words he was about to utter, and his mouth, which was holding a cigarette, trembled.
These words shattered his last remaining fragile dignity.
Two lines of tears, each bearing the word "regret," streamed down his face.
Chen Fan looked at the nearest underling and instructed, "Dump them on the next street. Remember to find a public phone to contact the hospital. Do a good deed and accumulate merit."
The young man was stunned.
It seems they were the ones who committed the attack. Would contacting the hospital for them really do them any good?
Even if you don't understand, you still have to listen to what the expert says.
Chen Fan approached the Sands Nightclub and loudly proclaimed, "From today onwards, this nightclub belongs to Hung Hing. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"
From the crowd, one of Hongtai's thugs shouted, "He's alone! If we catch him, we'll have done a great job when Brother Baorong comes back to help!"
"superior!"
Five or six of Hongtai's thugs actually believed him and rushed forward with bottles in hand.
"Damn it, I shouldn't have tried to be clever at the wrong time. I'm asking for it!"
The two butterfly knives seemed to come alive in Chen Fan's hands; with a flash of cold light, they left bloody marks on the thugs' bodies.
Within two minutes, all of these people had their tendons severed, and the remaining knife wounds avoided vital areas.
After dealing with these people, Chen Fan looked at the one who had spoken: "I forgot, there's also you, you self-righteous bastard."
pat!
The man's knees buckled and he knelt down. "Brother Fan... Brother Fan, I was just talking nonsense... really just talking nonsense. Please, have the magnanimity to treat me like a fart and let me go! Please!"
"Damn it, I hate cowards the most!" Chen Fan's face darkened, and he shouted towards the door, "Drag him to the alley next door and beat him until he's smoking!"
Ahua walked in with a dozen or so brothers.
He first arranged for people to do as Chen Fan instructed, and then reported to his superior: "Brother Fan, Hong Tai's venue is all taken care of."
"Yes, tell the brothers to be on high alert and hide inside. If Bao Rong brings his men back, ambush them. Also, gather all the account books from those places and take care of everything."
Chen Fan emphasized the second half of the sentence.
That's all his money and valuables; he'll rely on these resources to recruit followers from now on.
Chen Fan didn't tell Da Yu about this flag-planting operation. Whether he could hold onto the territory afterward depended entirely on himself. If he asked the gang or other leaders to send troops to help, the ownership of this territory would definitely cause controversy.
It's okay to borrow troops from those big shots, but we can't let the core members above the bottom level lead the team. If they're all traitors, then Chen Fan, the quasi-blank novice, can take the lead.
After all, strictly speaking, he is only at the age of 49, and he will have to wait until the gang meeting in three days to officially become a member.
"Brother Fan, something terrible has happened!"
"Lok Siu of Wo Luen Shing has declared he's going to take down our flag, and he's already on his way!"
Just then, one of the henchmen rushed in from outside.
"Lin Huai Le?"
Chen Fan smiled.
This fishing enthusiast really thinks he's a fisherman?
In the movie "Black Society 1", the scoundrel who kills Big D always takes advantage of the fact that Big D is fishing and not wearing a helmet to launch a sneak attack.
How could someone be so arrogant as to confront this cheater head-on?
it is good!
Then I'll grant your wish, you loser, and let you spend your life fishing!
In the two-part series "Black Society", the person Chen Fan despises the most is Lin Huai Le, a good-for-nothing, and the second most despised person is Deng Fei, the retired emperor of the Wo Luen Shing.
Despite his cowardice, Lin Huai Le would never do anything that crossed the line. His killing of his fellow disciples was a violation of the rules of the martial arts world.
Ahua asked with some concern, "Brother Fan, should we contact Lao Ding to bring some men to help?"
"No need, there are ways to play when there are fewer people."
"Tell the brothers that if they defeat Wo Shing, I'll give each of them an extra three thousand in bonuses!"
"Let's shout it out again and see if we can temporarily hire a batch of blue lanterns to help out. We'll pay double the standard rate, as per industry practice!"
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.
Mong Kok is a favorite haunt for many gangsters seeking pleasure, and Chen Fan doesn't believe he can't get a penniless bastard to help him by throwing money at him.
at the same time.
Kowloon City, chicken and duck pens.
"Damn, these young people these days are really brave! This Iron Fist Fan is even more daring than I was in my youth!"
When Liang Kun received the news that Chen Fan had successfully established a foothold in Mong Kok, he realized for a moment that he had aged.
"They managed to plant the flag with only two hundred men!" Sha Qiang couldn't help but curse, "Damn, Hongtai's men are such useless!"
"Hong Tai's good-for-nothing status isn't new, and Pipimei has gone mad trying to avenge his son."
Liang Kun thought for a moment and instructed, "Sha Qiang, go and select two hundred men to support Tie Quan Fan. Remember, those above the basic level should not participate, including you!"
Why?
Sha Qiang was puzzled.