"Hey, Aunt Su,...yes, my elder sister is here, what's the matter...ah,..."

Seeing Jiu Mei hung up the phone in panic, Yang Lu felt a little nervous and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"

Nine sister said with a serious expression of discomfort: "Sister, something big happened to Emmyjia,"

Aimijia Fitness Center is the industry of Baihuatang, and has been carefully managed by Aunt Su. But Aunt Su called and said that at noon an hour ago, a girl reported that she was drugged by a fitness coach in the gym locker room and raped her. Aunt Su originally planned to cover up the matter privately, but she couldn't cover it at all. The victim was named Fang Bingbing. She is a second-tier actor who came from the mainland to Hong Kong to develop wirelessly, but has been unknown. She is worried that she can't hide the rules, can't get on the mirror, can't be published, can't be famous, and now she is raped. She is quickly as if she won the Mark Six lottery, and she is full of excitement and runs around to tell her, just taking off her pants and letting people take photos of her wet private parts.

"What," Yang Lu was shocked when she heard the incident and shouted, "How could such a thing happen? Did the reporter come to the door?"

The fourth sister does not interfere in the affairs of the hall, so she chose to remain silent at this time.

Jiumei said: "Not to mention the reporter, even Tiaozi is already on the scene. Aunt Su said Tiaozi found the residual Haile Shen powder in Fang Bingbing's water cup and decided to temporarily seize Aimijia."

"Oh no," Yang Lu's heart fell to the bottom again.

...

The breeze is blowing on the full moon night, and the lanterns are blooming on the Lantern Festival.

Under the night, big red lanterns are hung high in front of shops of different fields, filled with the festive atmosphere of traditional Chinese festivals. On the bustling streets, traffic flows are slow and crowded, including tourists, citizens, couples, friends, Chinese, foreign guests, elderly and children, either playing with lanterns or stopping to appreciate the fireworks. The air is filled with the fragrance of various glutinous rice balls and the smell of gunpowder of fireworks.

The outdoor bar with the traditional Chinese sign "Open today" hanging is also full of gunpowder. A large number of regular bar guests were turned away by a group of security guards at the entrance. They were in a bad mood and had a drug addiction. They were disagreeable, and some customers pushed and shoved the security guards.

"I fork, I fork, I fork, my mother, get out of here, why don't we go in?"

"Didn't you see the sign? The bar is closed today and there will be no customers to pick up,"

"Don't let your mother goat, she's so bad. If you don't pick up customers, why did they go in? He, he, and a few of them,"

"You know who they are. Let me be honest, that's the leader of our Xinyi'an, Mr. Xiang, Brother Guitian, and Brother Ming, Brother Qiang,"

“…”

There were already a crowd of people in the bar, 95% of which were brothers from Wanchai, New Yian, and the rest were vanguards sent by the leader Xiang Huaqiang. The railings on the second floor were filled with black heads. Only the railing on the north was empty, with only a mahogany Grand Master chair, which was a special seat for Xiang Huaqiang.

The center of the dance floor on the first floor has been cleared out a six-meter-square open space, and an isolation belt is pulled up around it; at the bar, dozens of yellow hairs and tattoos are clustered together, and they handed over the banknotes in their hands. Two bare-handed brothers holding cigarettes hold notes: "Open your mouth, 3,000 yuan to buy chicken, 5,000 yuan to buy chicken, 5,000 yuan to buy chicken, 5,000 yuan to buy chicken, 5,000 yuan to buy chicken, 5,000 yuan to buy Han Long, 5,000 yuan to buy Han Long, oh, three eyes, 3,000 yuan to buy money..."

"Sir Xiang is here,"

"Look, it's Mr. Xiang,"

"Oh, it's really Mr. Xiang,"

During the commotion of the crowd, Xiang Huaqiang walked into the bar calmly and calmly, led by the fat chicken nodding and bowing and smiling face, and walked directly to the stairs on the second floor. Behind him, Gui Tian, ​​Huang Jinqiang, Huang Ximing, and two burly men dressed in black as bodyguards, followed by.

Intimidated by Xiang Huaqiang's super aura, the noise in the bar gradually subsided. Hundreds of pious and worshipful eyes shot straight at Xiang Huaqiang, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair behind the railing on the second floor. He was the leader of the new Yian who covered the sky with one hand, the boss of the community admired by thousands of people in Hong Kong and looked down on the world, and the godfather of the gangster who is at the peak of power in the world today.

Three minutes later, there was another whisper at the entrance of the bar, and the crowd automatically divided the two sides to give up a passage. Everyone realized that Han Long, the star tonight, appeared.

Sure enough, in full view of everyone, Han Long single-handedly, with his head held high and his chest proudly, and his tiger's eyes majestic, wearing a black windbreaker, swaying casually, showing great majesty.

"Brother Long, come on," the audience's number 400 people, with only three eyes and one person without any scruples, loyally encouraging Han Long. The weak shouting seemed particularly harsh in the bar, and even attracted the laughter of Fei Chi's subordinates.

Faced with such a dilemma, Han Long did not show any anger or desolation on his face. He could deeply understand the difficulties of his brothers. Now Wan Chai is the world of fat chickens, and all brothers have to make a living with the fat chickens. If anyone openly supports himself in this confrontation with huge strength, then after the fat chicken wins, those supporters will definitely not be able to continue to live in Wan Chai in the future.

Imagine which brother is not a little kid or a horse, and everyone is a gangster. Apart from killing people and blackmailing horses, he has no other skills. Without a boss, how can he stay in the world, how can he save his life, how can he not stay in the world, how can he support his family, and how can he live.

Therefore, Han Long did not blame his brothers at all. He walked calmly to the center of the dance floor, looked around, and pressed his hands, and the audience suddenly became silent, which showed that the remaining power was still there in the past three years since he left Wan Chai.

"Master Xiang, brothers, brothers from Xin Yi'an," Han Long bowed to Xiang Huaqiang and the brothers around him, his tone was calm and his voice was like a loud bell. "Tonight, I, Han Long, overestimated my ability, competed with Feiji to be the leader of Wan Chai Banner, and had no other intentions, just to re-enter the world and make a name for thousands of people. Therefore, this hall competition is my Han Long's private matter and has nothing to do with you brothers. Brothers must stand by and watch the fun," he said.

On the chair of the Grand Master, Xiang Huaqiang smiled with appreciation: "Yeah, it's bloody, it's a hard bone,"

Gui Tian sighed: "It's a pity that he is a wanted criminal, otherwise he can cultivate it well."

In the crowd, Sanyan squeezed to the isolation belt, waved his arms and shouted loudly, "Brother Long, I'm the one, Sanyan fights side by side with you,"

Han Long felt warm, but he frowned and scolded: "Three eyes, nonsense,"

"I've put a heavy bet on you," Sanyan said without saying a word, raised his legs and stepped over the isolation belt, walked to the center of the dance floor and bowed to Xiang Huaqiang behind the railing on the second floor, and said loudly, "Yiang Master, Brother Long and I voluntarily withdraw from Xinyi'an if we lose in this hall competition."

Xiang Huaqiang suddenly showed displeasure. Gui Tiancha, who was standing beside him, immediately scolded angrily: "Bold, how can you go forward if you want to go forward if you want to go forward if you want to go back, or retreat if you want to go back,"

Three eyes knew that they had lost their words and were speechless for a moment. They stood there and looked up at Xiang Huaqiang with their eyes open.

Huang Jinqiang secretly cursed Sanyan's recklessness, waved his hand quickly, frowned and shouted in a deep voice: "Sanyan, I miss you for your loyalty to your elder brother, let's forget about this matter, get out of here,"

Back then, Sanyan followed Han Long bravely and charged in the battle, blocking Han Long's sword. His loyalty and righteousness are obvious to all. Therefore, Huang Jinqiang took advantage of his failure to offend Mao Long's boss and quickly tried to bombard him like a shortcoming to avoid the situation.

Han Long was also uneasy and went forward to push Sanyan out.

But Sanyan actually knelt down on the ground with a thud, begging Huaqiang with red eyes: "Master Xiang, let me help Brother Long fight, no matter whether it is a loss or a win or a win... Sanyan is willing to be punished by three swords and six holes,"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Even Xiang Huaqiang's face changed and he leaned over and looked at the three eyes deeply.

The punishment of three swords and six holes originated from the Shanghai Xiaodao Society. All members who seriously violate the rules of the gang must use a knife to stab three swords in their calf. If they pass through the three swords, they will have six holes, called three swords and six holes. Later, the punishment was almost popular among all gangs and factions, becoming the most famous and most common "family law" in the world. However, generally, only those who commit crimes, kill fellow disciples, and eat inside and outside will be punished by the gang members.

"Sanyan, why... why are you doing this?" Han Long knelt on one knee and held Sanyan's shoulders, and said with his eyes wet, "Are you so unconfident in Brother Long?"

Three-eyed eyes stared at Han Long and said, "Brother Long, it's been three years. All we have been waiting for is the day you go back to Wan Chai. Today, we will go to the hall to compete for it. Three-eyed will definitely do our best to welcome Brother Long back to Wan Chai."

"Sanyan, good brother," Han Long grabbed Sanyan's shoulder tightly and tried hard to endure it, preventing the tears from falling from falling from falling from the tears in his eyes.

In the middle of the stairs, the fat chicken looked at the center of the dance floor coldly and asked gloomyly: "Gebone, there are three more eyes, no problem, right?"

Gecko, pressing his finger joints, arrogantly raised his eyes to the sky and said, "So what if you have more three eyes?"

On the chair behind the railing on the second floor, Xiang Huaqiang gently hooked his index finger with his right hand. Gui Tian immediately leaned forward and nodded constantly. Then he ordered someone to bring the microphone, stretched out his palm and patted the microphone to test the sound quality. Surong said: "Dear brothers from Wanchai District, Xinyi'an, today, Xiang came to watch Han Long compete with Fei Ji for the hall. He was not here to host the competition as a referee, but just to join in the fun and help. Therefore, Xiang would not favor either side. However, I think Han Long is really old and it must be a loss of excitement. Since Sanyan strongly demands to play, I will promise for Xiang's first,"

“hoho, ahhh,”

As soon as Gui Tian said this, many people couldn't help but cheer, but soon realized that something was wrong and quickly kept a low profile.

Sanyan stood up unscrupulously and laughed. He was always wearing the hat of "Han Long's confidant" on his head. Fei Ji never trusted him, let alone took care of him. Therefore, he fully supported Han Long and had no psychological burden at all.

Han Long was both happy and sad. What was happy was that although Sanyan was average, she was brave and never retreated. Although she didn't expect him to kill one of the opponent, with his help, she would definitely consume the opponent's strength to the greatest extent; what was sad was that no matter whether it was a loss or a win or a win, Sanyan would endure the punishment of three swords and six holes, and would be spitted by the fat chicken. It would be fine if she won, but it was worth the punishment. She could still compensate him with all her strength, but what if she lost.

Sanyan has no choice but to rely on this life, and he will bear the guilt and blame himself for the rest of his life until he dies.

"Also," Gui Tian continued holding the microphone, "both sides of the battle hall are brothers from our Xinyi'an, with no eyes on the fists. In order to avoid excessive attacks, I suggest that brothers on the field must wear boxing gloves."
Chapter completed!