Chapter 633
The Massacre of Hung Hing and the Plan to Attack Lien Ho Lung
Inside the fish shop.
Wang Bo stood at the doorway, facing the knife used for killing fish, staring at Wang Li who was breastfeeding.
"Didn't our benefactor say where he went?"
"I don't know," Wang Li said while breastfeeding. "It's been several days since my last period...maybe something's wrong. Sweetie...don't cry, don't cry, Mommy will feed you..."
Wang Bo took a deep breath and walked out of the fish shop.
He looked at the vendors around him.
The old lady selling vegetables, Old Li selling fruit, and the owner of the tea restaurant across the street.
Everyone was busy with their own things, and no one noticed him.
Wang Bo felt somewhat uneasy.
He hadn't seen his benefactor for several days.
Normally, his benefactor would come to the fish shop every one or two days to see him and Wang Li, and sometimes he would even give him some pointers on martial arts.
But this time, it has been five whole days, and there has been no news from my benefactor.
Wang Bo knew that his benefactor was no ordinary person.
His benefactor never talked about his own affairs, but he could sense that his benefactor carried a heavy burden.
Moreover, a lot has happened in Hong Kong recently.
One after another, those martial arts masters died, and the police investigated for a long time but couldn't find out the reason.
Wang Bo was worried that something might happen to his benefactor.
He decided to go and look for it.
But Hong Kong is so big, where can we look for it?
After thinking for a moment, Wang Bo decided to first visit some of the places his benefactor frequented.
The first place is Kowloon Walled City.
My benefactor would sometimes go there, saying that the person he was looking for was there.
But Kowloon Walled City was too big and a melting pot of all sorts of people. Wang Bo searched for a long time but couldn't find any trace of his benefactor.
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Inside a building belonging to the Hung Hing gang.
Feng Yuxiu sat in the main hall, with the curious Shan Ying standing behind him.
A string of elderly Hung Hing members sat around him.
Chen Haonan already had a bit of a leader's air about him. He sat on the left and smiled at Feng Yuxiu.
“Master, Dong Ying no longer participates in gang affairs, and Golden Tiger from Portland Street is dead... As for Chung Yee Shun and the others, they're just rats in the shadows…”
"Now, shouldn't we take action? Gangs can never be in the light of day. Once the mainland authorities completely control the Hong Kong government, we'll be dealt with in no time."
Feng Yuxiu smiled slightly, "No rush. Isn't there still Zhongyixin? Let's make our move on him first."
"nonsense!"
An old man suddenly stood up, pointed at Feng Yuxiu, and said, "Since when have we needed advice from an outsider like you on matters of Hung Hing? Chen Haonan, you are the person in charge of Hung Hing now, don't you have any opinions of your own?"
Chen Haonan dared not say more. He had personally witnessed Feng Yuxiu's brutality in America's Chinatown.
He defeated so many people, and the person in charge of Chinatown was killed on the spot.
This person can no longer be described as a ruthless killer.
Feng Yuxiu stood up, a smile on his face. "Who else?"
“And me…” another old man spoke up, “We watched Hung Hing rise to prominence. Who do you think you are? Do you think you can talk just because you know a little martial arts?”
As soon as the old man spoke, more than twenty gangsters around him stepped forward with cold eyes and stared at Feng Yuxiu.
Dan Ying instinctively grabbed her sword, her pale face showing fear.
Feng Yuxiu cracked his neck. "Who else?"
"And us too!"
All the other elders stood up. "Chan Ho-nam, what do you mean by this? We supported you to be the leader of Hung Hing, and you actually colluded with outsiders to make decisions for Hung Hing?"
Chan Ho-nam kept his head down, not daring to speak.
He's going to take a gamble.
I'm betting that this suddenly appearing expert has a powerful background.
Since he and Feng Yuxiu came to Hong Kong, so many masters in Hong Kong have died unexpectedly.
They even dared to touch Dongying.
If he wasn't mistaken, the devilishly beautiful woman wielding a sword was the vice sect leader of the Unity Sect.
Now that the deputy sect leader is by Feng Yuxiu's side, how can this be simple?
Feng Yuxiu turned around and walked to Shan Ying's side, patting her on the shoulder, "Lend me your sword for a moment."
Dan Ying blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then handed over the sword.
Feng Yuxiu took the sword and weighed it in his hand. Then he turned around and looked at the old men.
"Is Hung Hing yours?" He laughed. "From today onwards, no."
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared.
Before the old man closest to him could react, his neck had already been slashed open.
Fresh blood gushed out.
The others were terrified and tried to run away, but it was too late.
Feng Yuxiu's figure weaved through the crowd.
The sword flashed, and with each flash, a life was lost.
Dan Ying covered her mouth, her face turning deathly pale.
Although she practiced martial arts, she had never seen such a scene before.
For Feng Yuxiu, killing people was as simple as chopping melons and cutting vegetables.
Without any hesitation, without any pity.
The gangsters tried to resist, but their knives and clubs were like toys in front of Feng Yuxiu's sword. They broke at the slightest touch and were easily injured by a single slash.
In less than five minutes, there wasn't a single person left standing in the entire hall. The floor was littered with corpses, and blood pooled into streams that flowed slowly.
Chen Haonan was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, blood pooling around his feet.
Looking at the chipped sword, Feng Yuxiu sighed, "Weapons are still the best, they're so fast... If I were bare-handed... it would take a while longer."
He turned around and looked at Chan Ho-nam.
"Chan Ho-nam...when do you think we should take the initiative to attack Chung Yee Shun?"
Chen Haonan's lips trembled, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a strong taste of blood filled his throat.
He fought off the urge to vomit and said in a trembling voice, "Anytime...anytime...Master, it's up to you..."
Feng Yuxiu nodded in satisfaction.
"Then let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow night, I want to see Chung Yee Shun disappear from Hong Kong."
"Yes Yes……"
Feng Yuxiu threw the sword back to Shan Ying.
Dan Ying took the sword, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and suddenly bent over and started gagging.
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Night was falling.
Weng Haisheng carried a suitcase and weaved through a secluded alley.
He had already changed trains three times and traveled around half of Hong Kong before daring to return to the place where he and Shen Xue lived, only after confirming that no one was following him.
Weng Haisheng went upstairs and knocked on the door.
The door opened, and Shen Xue stood in the doorway. Seeing Weng Haisheng, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you only getting back now? I was so worried about you."
Weng Haisheng smiled, walked into the house, and placed the suitcase on the table.
"Look what this is."
Shen Xue opened the suitcase and was startled when she saw the money inside.
"So much money! Where...where did you get it?"
"Don't ask so many questions," Weng Haisheng said. "This money should last us for a while. I'll look for a place to live tomorrow, and we'll find something better."
Shen Xue looked at Weng Haisheng with a complicated expression.
She knew what Weng Haisheng did. She also knew that the money was ill-gotten. But she had no choice.
She needs money.
"Haisheng..." Shen Xue said softly, "Let's leave Hong Kong. Let's go to the mainland, or abroad. Let's find a place where no one knows us and start over."
Weng Haisheng stared at Shen Xue, "You want money? I've given it to you. Now I just want you to stay here quietly. And... besides that benefactor, there's also our dear master..."
His smile turned extremely twisted. "My master has 'loved' me so well all these years, I have to find him and give him a warm 'hug'. My dear master, where are you...?"
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Inside a luxurious hotel room.
Feng Yuxiu lay on the bed with his eyes half-closed after taking a shower.
After taking a shower, Shan Ying came out wrapped in a bath towel, the large towel unable to conceal her curvaceous figure.
Two pairs of buttocks were perky, and the bath towel covering them swayed quite a bit.
Her feet weren't as pretty as a beautiful woman's because of her martial arts training, but they were still well-proportioned.
What pleased Feng Yuxiu most was Shan Ying's flexibility; she could perform any pose.
Those two full breasts were even firmer than Li Xuanxuan's and Mao Xiaofei's.
However, her skin wasn't as smooth as Li Xuanxuan's or Mao Xiaofei's.
Seeing Feng Yuxiu lying on the bed, Shan Ying stood at the bathroom door with a hint of fear in her eyes.
"come over."
Dan Ying remained completely still.
Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes. "What are you doing?"
"You killed people...you killed so many people...you...you're insane...you've killed so many people, the police will arrest you and you'll be executed! You're insane!"
Dan Ying's nerves, which had been stretched to their limit all day, suddenly collapsed. She had practiced martial arts since she was a child, but she had only fought a handful of people. Killing someone? That was something that had never happened before.
This is why she forgot everything when she fought Feng Yuxiu, and ultimately Feng Yuxiu succeeded in his attack.
Feng Yuxiu closed his eyes again. "It has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I won't die."
Dan Ying was already somewhat frightened. She saw Feng Yuxiu kill so many people without any expression on his face.
There are so many people here; they're not pigs, sheep, or cows.
That was a human being. Didn't he feel anything when he killed him? Didn't he feel any unease when he killed him?
Even now, Shan Ying still feels a bloody smell on her body.
In her eyes, Feng Yuxiu would be doomed if he were caught by the police.
“Speaking of which…” Feng Yuxiu jumped out of bed, took two steps to stand in front of Shan Ying, and pinched her chin with his right hand, “From childhood to adulthood, has your senior brother never touched you?”
Shan Ying frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Your senior brother and I will eventually have a duel. If he dies then... wouldn't you feel sorry for him?"
Dan Ying's face turned deathly pale, and her lips trembled. "Why did you fight with my senior brother? I'm already yours, why did you still fight with him?"
Feng Yuxiu leaned down and said, "I killed all these martial arts masters in Hong Kong. Until I find a better opponent, your senior brother is my target. Of course... your senior brother is doomed. Now that you are my woman, are you still planning to side with your senior brother?"
“It’s different. My senior brother is my family.”
Feng Yuxiu ripped open Shan Ying's bath towel, "Would you be happy if I died?"
"No...neither of you can die...neither of you can die..."
Feng Yuxiu scooped up Shan Ying and threw her onto the bed, saying, "I think you need a lesson!"
Dan Ying clutched her chest, her face instantly turning red. "It still hurts..."
The next second, Feng Yuxiu pounced. (End of Chapter)