In the Jardine Matheson Group, everyone froze when they heard the roar of the engine.
"Sh * t! My sister! " Wang Cuicheng was the first to react. He dashed out and saw the speeding McLaren … It was his sister, Wang Yixin's car!
"What's going on?!" Wang Shi followed closely behind.
"Dad! Chen He, that bastard, drove his sister's car and left! "Wang Cuicheng yelled anxiously," Oh no! That bastard! It's too dangerous for my sister to go with him! "
Hearing this, the sensible Wang Shi's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling about this.
"Hurry! Drive! Go catch up with Miss! "Wang Shi made a prompt decision and ordered his men.
A few of his men immediately rushed out, driving the BMW sedan and chasing after them …
…
The McLaren sports car sped along the streets of Hong Kong. The engine roared, and the speed reached 200 km/h in an instant.
As for the BMWs of the Jardine Matheson Group, they were long gone.
"Hey, uncle, you're driving too fast!" Wang Yixin sat in the passenger seat and gripped the handrail tightly. Her pretty face was pale, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Chen He had a cigarette in his mouth, looking calm and indifferent.
"Do you like it? If you like it, I can go faster. "Douglas's lips curled up into a mischievous smile.
Wang Yixin's pretty face turned pale. After a moment of hesitation, she nodded. She was a little girl after all. She couldn't suppress her desire for speed.
Chen He smirked and stepped on the gas pedal.
"Vroom!" He felt a strong push on his back. The McLaren P1 sports car was like a wild beast that had gone berserk as it roared forward …!
Everyone on the streets of Hong Kong was shocked as they stared at the McLaren sports car that sped past them at high speed.
People glanced at the license plate of the sports car in shock … It was just an ordinary yellow plate from Hong Kong … It wasn't a car with a black plate! In Hong Kong, other than the cars of the underground forces, no one else dared to act so recklessly and disregard the traffic order of Hong Kong! A sports car with an ordinary license plate was speeding through the streets of Hong Kong … This was unprecedented!
Inside the McLaren sports car, the car maintained a speed of nearly three hundred kilometers per hour, as if it was flying close to the ground.
Chen He sat in the car, looking calm and indifferent.
"Girl, where is that bullsh * t Hongxing Society?" Chen He asked calmly with a cigarette in his mouth.
Wang Yixin sat in the car nervously. At this moment, her heart was beating wildly.
"Hongxing Society … There are twelve branches in Hong Kong … Each branch occupies a large portion of Hong Kong's power …" Wang Yixin said with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
"Oh? Twelve Halls … Heh … Do they really f * cking think they're filming a Guru movie? "Douglas's lips curled up into a mocking smile.
"Yes … They really are Guru! The Guru movie that Zheng Yijian and Chen Xiaochun shot back then … was based on this Hongxing Society! " Wang Yixin blinked her cute eyes and said with a serious expression, "I heard that Mr. Zheng is an investor in the 'Young and Dangerous' movie …"
Hearing this, even Chen He couldn't help but be stunned … Guru? There really was such a person?
"Guru … Heh." Chen He's eyes slowly focused, and a deep sharpness flashed through them. "Then, let's go meet those twelve halls, what do you think?"
"Okay okay!" Wang Yixin's pretty face was full of excitement, as if she was looking forward to what was about to happen.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and show me the way. "Chen He rolled his eyes at her.
"Okay ~ Then let's go to the Mong Kok branch of the Hongxing Society first. The scary guy who came to cause trouble just now is the leader of the Mong Kok branch ~ Hmph!" Wang Yixin blinked and began to show Chen He the way …
…
Hong Kong Island, West Kowloon, Mong Kok Street.
A huge nightclub stood on the long street. The nightclub was magnificent, and there was a huge neon sign hanging above it: Hongxing Nightclub!
This was the Hongxing Society — Mong Kok Tangkou! The entire Mong Kok Long Street was ruled by this branch!
At this moment, a violent roar of an engine suddenly sounded from the long street in the distance!
A fiery red McLaren supercar roared, and with an emergency brake, it stopped in front of the Hongxing Nightclub!
"Stay in the car and wait for me for a minute." Chen He turned his head and told the little girl Wang Yixin.
Wang Yixin nodded obediently.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen He slowly stepped out of the car.
At this moment, the door of the Hongxing Nightclub in Mong Kok Tangkou was tightly shut.
Chen He slowly walked to the front of the two metal gilded doors … Suddenly, he fiercely kicked it!
"Boom …!" A violent tremor sounded! The gilded doors were directly sent flying by a terrifying force! With one kick, he sent the doors flying. How terrifying!
"Wow … Uncle is so powerful!" Sitting in the car, Wang Yixin's beautiful face lit up, and she looked like she was worshipping her idol!
In the entire Hongxing Nightclub, all the members and underlings couldn't react in time … They stared at the door in shock …
In front of the door that was sent flying, a man's figure slowly walked in!
"Is this the Mong Kok Tangkou of the Hongxing Society?" With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen He walked into the nightclub, and his eyes lightly scanned the surroundings.
Swoosh! Hundreds of members and their underlings suddenly surged forward and surrounded them!
"Motherf * cker! How dare you kick the door of our Hongxing Society?! " The hundreds of members' murderous intent exploded, and countless chilling K-knives were suddenly pulled out, and a terrifying bloody aura instantly surged!
"Is this the Mong Kok Tangkou of the Hongxing Society?" Chen He ignored the group of violent members and continued to ask calmly.
"This is the Mong Kok Tangkou of the Hongxing Society! Who are you, an ant? How dare you cause trouble in my Mong Kok Tangkou? Do you want to die? "Just then, a cold and heavy voice sounded!
A man in black slowly walked out from the back hall of the nightclub with his hands behind his back! His expression was extremely cold, and on his face … there were many scary scars, as if they were telling the story of his experience in the underworld! That was the evidence of a bloody massacre!
Chen He glanced at him and asked calmly, "And who are you?"
"Hongxing, the leader of the Mong Kok Tangkou Tangkou – Jing Kun!" The man in black's voice was extremely cold, and he slowly spat out his name! In the air, the murderous intent seemed to be brewing! Jing Kun … This name had once shaken the underworld of Hong Kong! He was a killing god! Back then, he slaughtered the entire Causeway Bay Street, and it could be said that he had shaken the whole area!
Chen He slowly puffed out a smoke ring, and suddenly asked, "Just now, was it you who went to Jardine Matheson Group to cause trouble?"
Jing Kun's gaze was like a sharp sword, and he stared at Chen He coldly, with a hint of disdain and mockery, "It was me … So what?"
"That's great, I was looking for you. You injured so many colleagues of Jardine Matheson Group, and your crime is unforgivable. Did you chop off your hands yourself? Or do you want me to help you? "Chen He said calmly.
Hearing this, the air … suddenly became silent!
Then … there was a sudden burst of sarcastic laughter … Hundreds of members of the nightclub started to laugh, and they stared at Chen He with disdain … as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world!
Jing Kun stood there, and a cold smile appeared on his face that was full of scars … That was mockery!
For so many years … In the whole of Hong Kong … No one … had the guts to say such disgraceful words to him, Jing Kun! He was the leader of the Hongxing Society! In this long street, he was the sky!
"Ant, I admire your courage. In this Hong Kong, no one has ever spoken to me in such a tone. "Jing Kun's lips curved into a cold smile, and it was a mocking murderous intent that was slowly blooming.
Chen He slowly took a puff of the thick smoke, and he was extremely calm. "Oh? Really? Then let me repeat it again … Are you going to cut off your own arms, or should I help you? "
The air suddenly turned cold! Murderous intent … was everywhere!
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