socalfunplaces Chapter 64 Leung Sing was killed by Hung Hing's War God
Chapter 64 Leung Sing was killed by Hung Hing's War God
Chapter 64 Leung Sing was killed by Hung Hing's War God
Mong Kok at night is charming and colorful.
The Kowloon Peninsula has a population of over four million, and most of its entertainment venues are located in the Yau Tsim Mong area.
Bars, nightclubs, brothels, gambling dens—the like are everywhere.
These entertainment venues are all run by gangsters and thugs; all sorts of people come here to have fun.
With so many people around, things can easily get chaotic. Plus, with dozens of gangs clustered together, fights break out every night.
As soon as Lin Sheng's Mercedes-Benz entered the street where the Golden Romance Nightclub was located, he saw several groups of people fighting in the street.
"Brother Sheng!"
As soon as Lin Sheng got out of the car, Jimmy immediately came up to greet him with several others.
Today, the boss negotiated with Hung Hing and took all his top fighters with him.
Jimmy couldn't fight, so he immediately notified Lin Sheng after receiving news of the disturbance.
He had just arrived when he saw Lin Sheng's car approaching and went to greet him.
"Go in!"
Lin Sheng said something to Jimmy, and then led Gao Jin and Hong Ye into the nightclub.
A scream reached their ears, and everyone's eyes followed the source of the sound.
A lewd man, grinning maliciously, grabbed the chin of a beautiful woman in a purple dress and forced her to drink alcohol.
"Drink, drink up! If you don't drink, you're disrespecting Prince Chen Longtai of Hongtai. I'll fuck you and then sell you off to Black Ghost Continent!"
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"Waaah..."
Qiu Ti, forced to drink alcohol, kept her mouth tightly shut, letting the strong liquor pour over her face. Unable to resist, Hong Tai could only let out moaning pleas for mercy.
"That damn pretty woman is so cheap. She only bought you so much alcohol because she thinks highly of you, and you still dare to grumble. You're really asking for trouble. Open your mouth and drink it, or I'll shove a gun down your shithole!"
The bottle of foreign liquor was quickly finished, and Prince Hongtai's expression became even more frenzied.
Instead of stopping her, Hong Tai's henchmen surrounding her cheered, "Young Master, she can really drink while standing!"
"She's a woman Liang Sheng has been with, of course she can drink!" Prince Hong Tai grinned menacingly and slapped Qiu Ti across the face.
The noise grew louder and louder, attracting many customers in the surrounding booths who had unusual fetishes. They all gathered around to watch, eager to see how the gang leader would play with women.
In the nightclub, a handsome young man in jeans couldn't stand it anymore. Wah-dee threw away his cigarette and, with one of his henchmen, stepped forward to stop him.
"Young Master Hongtai, this is a brothel owned by Liansheng. Aren't you going too far?"
"So what if Wo Luen Shing? My dad's the boss of Hung Tai! If Leung Sing's got the guts, let him come out and mess with me!"
"I've gone to Hung Hing to settle things, Prince, why don't you wait for him to come back!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade Prince Hung Tai, Wah-di had no choice but to bring up Lam Sing.
"You damn bastard! He went to Hung Hing to negotiate with Luen Shing Leung Shing, and everyone's saying he got his head smashed by Hung Hing's God of War and is in the hospital, where he'll be on a ventilator for the rest of his life!" Hung Tai's son shouted angrily.
"What the hell did you say? Are you cursing my old man?" Hua Di glared angrily at Hong Tai Prince, and even picked up a wine bottle from the table and pointed it at him while cursing.
"I'm saying, Liang Sheng's head was smashed by Hung Hing, he's dead. From now on, I, Hung Tai, am in charge here. Do you have a problem with that?"
Prince Hongtai stood on the table, looking down at Hua Di, and shouted loudly.
His henchmen also surrounded Wah-di.
"Young Master Hung Tai, do you want to plant your flag in Mong Kok?" Wah-dee questioned.
"No way! Tonight I'm taking over Liang Sheng's territory. I, Hong Tai, will be in charge here. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Wah-dee's eyes were practically spitting fire.
But Hong Tai had the upper hand and could only suppress his anger and put down the wine bottle.
Qiu Ti lay on the ground, her makeup completely ruined, but it didn't diminish her natural beauty. Her bright eyes held a deathly look: "Brother Sheng...is something really wrong?"
Upon hearing Qiu Ti's voice, Prince Hongtai immediately grabbed her and shouted, "Liang Sheng is dead! You should be happy, because I'll take care of you!"
Lin Sheng walked over and saw that Qiu Ti's face was covered in tears, and her eyes showed a look of utter despair.
"call out!"
With a casual flick of his wrist, Lin Sheng produced a short knife in his hand, its cold light flashing, and it flew swiftly towards Prince Hongtai like a bolt of lightning.
"ah..."
Everyone only saw a flash of light, and then heard the mournful howl of Crown Prince Hongtai.
They looked over and saw that Crown Prince Hongtai was in great pain, his hands covering his genitals, and blood was oozing out from between his fingers.
Everyone was shocked. How dare someone be so audacious as to cripple Crown Prince Hongtai's manhood?
"Who is it that crippled our Prince Hongtai?" Hongtai's henchmen looked around and shouted angrily.
"It's me, Wo Luen Shing, Leung Sing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers made way for him.
When Hong Tai's henchmen saw Lin Sheng, their expressions changed instantly.
"Wasn't Leung Sing beaten up by Hung Hing's War God and sent to the hospital? How come he's completely unharmed now!"
Hong Tai's henchmen were completely stunned.
Only Qiu Ti's eyes regained their light: "Brother Sheng, I'm so glad you're alright!"
"Ah..." Crown Prince Hongtai was in increasing pain, and his cries grew louder and louder.
"Liang Sheng, you crippled our Hongtai Crown Prince, how are we going to settle this score?" A middle-aged man in a suit stepped forward, preemptively striking.
"hehe!"
Lin Sheng sneered twice, glancing at Hong Ye beside him: "These bastards are bullying a weak woman, are you going to intervene?"
Hong Ye did not answer, but walked up to Hong Tai's henchman and slowly drew his long sword.
"Liang Sheng, is this your attitude? Fine, we'll leave now and wait for our leader to arrive!" The white-paper-fan-wielding man beside Prince Hong Tai said sternly, helping Prince Hong Tai to his feet as he prepared to leave.
"Hong Ye, you have one minute!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Hong Ye moved.
A long sword flashed like thunder, swiftly thrusting towards Hong Tai's henchmen.
"brush!"
The sound of something cutting through the air rang out one after another, followed by painful screams.
"ah..."
The dozen or so henchmen brought by Prince Hongtai all had their tendons severed by Hong Ye, leaving them unable to stand and completely incapacitated.
Hong Ye sheathed his longsword and walked to Lin Sheng's side, coldly handing him a blunt meteorite iron dagger.
"As expected of the King of Weapons, this place is now under your care!"
Lin Sheng was very satisfied with Hong Ye's decisive action. After putting away his short sword, he patted Hong Ye's shoulder and praised him.
Hong Ye nodded without saying anything.
Apart from Gao Jin, everyone present looked at Hong Ye with deep apprehension; no one felt jealous of his rapid rise to power.
"Brother Sheng, what should we do with this thing?" Gao Jin walked up to Hong Tai, the Crown Prince, and stepped on his crotch.
Lin Sheng knew that Crown Prince Hongtai was a good-for-nothing, surrounded by a bunch of rabble.
But I didn't expect it to be so bad.
He could see the bigger picture from this small example; he knew that Hung Tai's actual strength was far inferior to that of Leung Kwan's Mong Kok.
Since they're so rubbish, why did they jump out so quickly?
Of course, we have to make an example of Hongtai to deter others, otherwise there will be endless trouble in the future, and how will we do business and make money?
This nightclub makes hundreds of thousands of yuan in profit every day, more than ten million yuan a month, and over a hundred million yuan a year.
Any scoundrel who dares to cause trouble will have their livelihood cut off and will be sent to the moon.