Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 239 You are too conceited

A Qiang suddenly jumped up and kicked Hong Kun with a sweeping kick. After Hong Kun dodged by leaning back, A Qiang took advantage of the momentum to turn around and bent his left fist and elbow, hitting Hong Kun's temple again and again.

After the third elbow strike, Hong Kun grabbed Aqiang's arm with his backhand, a wicked smile on his lips, and gave a fierce blow.

“Crack!”

Aqiang's arms lost strength instantly.

"Hahaha...you bastard, prepare to die!"

His voice was soft, but Hong Kun could hear it clearly.

The smile on Hong Kun's face froze. He let go and tried to step back, but it was too late.

He felt a dull pain in his jaw, and Aqiang's right uppercut had already hit him on the chin.

Hong Kun only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a large amount of blood quickly accumulated in his throat with a "gurgling" sound.

A Qiang took advantage of the moment when he loosened his grip on his left hand and immediately pulled it out.

But he did not retreat, but approached Hong Kun again, wanting to take his life while he was sick.

Hong Kun took advantage of this moment to spit out the blood in his mouth, and he felt a little better. Both of them were injured, and they held on to the principle of not stopping until the other was killed. They fought back and forth, with the wind howling and every punch landing.

The Wing Chun style that Hong Kun practices emphasizes short bridges and narrow stances, with compact moves, while Ah Qiang's moves are wide and powerful, and he really fights for his life.

In particular, Hong Kun always insidiously hit his injured arm, and A Qiang also hit his injured hand hard, wishing he could kill this despicable villain with one punch.

As time goes by,

Both of them were covered in sweat and panting heavily. In terms of their injuries, neither of them was much better off than the other.

The battle was intense, and the onlookers on both sides were also very excited. The knives and sticks in their hands made a "crackling" sound, and they couldn't wait to rush over and fight with the other side.

Grandpa Zu looked at the situation in the field with an unclear expression, and frowned when he heard the words. Although he was worried, he could only watch Aqiang fight. He was fighting for both of them.

While fighting, Hong Kun's eyes quickly scanned the entire field, especially scanning Wen Yan several times.

His mind was racing. He was not a fool. He had not expected that this bad boy, Aqiang, would be so powerful. He was here to collect the profits and it was impossible for him to really lose his life here.

I must not fight with Aqiang anymore.

Just as he was distracted, Hong Kun groaned and was punched again. This time he seemed to be exhausted and staggered backward.

A Qiang took advantage of the victory and launched a series of punches, even with his injured hand he was still willing to punch despite the fact that it was disabled.

Hong Kun was knocked back again and again by the fists that fell like raindrops, and finally bumped into the thugs standing nearby one after another, causing them to retreat in confusion.

Hearing this, he leaned forward nervously and was pulled by Chu Xin, who caught something in front of him in a moment of despair.

In the chaos on the field, a thug was cursing when Hong Kun suddenly snatched the knife from his hand and chopped at A Qiang's fist.

"Fuck, cheating!"

"Aqiang!"

"Big brother!"

When they reacted, the thugs rushed forward and only made Hong Kun pause the knife in his hand for a moment. It was too late for them to block the knife for him.

Aqiang's fist was also very fast, and it was about to collide with the blade.

Suddenly, in the chaos, a machete came swinging over and cut off Hong Kun's hand like cutting vegetables.

"Bang!"

The knife and the hand fell to the ground, and Aqiang's fist came towards him without any restraint. This time, Hong Kun had no way to retreat and collapsed to the ground.

Aqiang took a step forward and spat at him with contempt.

"mean!"

Hong Kun didn't look at him. Everything happened too fast just now. It was not until A Qiang knocked him to the ground and the numbness in his hand faded away that the severe pain came.

"Ahhhh-"

Hong Kun's screams resounded throughout the entire restaurant hall. He gritted his teeth, his chest heaving violently. He held his broken wrist in one hand and stared at Chu Xin like a beast.

She appeared in the venue at some point, holding the blood-drenched machete in her hand...

"Fuck, you damn bitch, you're ruining my plan again! If you dare to chop off my hand, I'll kill you!"

Zhou Yichen's face changed and he kicked Hong Kun, causing him to be seriously injured again and vomit blood.

"You cheated in the duel, you've already lost!"

Hong Kun hated it to death.

"Who the hell are you? What does this have to do with you?!"

Chu Xin threw away the knife in her hand and raised her other hand, with a thin needle pinched between her slender fingers.

"It originally had nothing to do with me, but since you wanted to kill my uncle, it has something to do with me."

Hong Kun pretended to retreat and secretly shot the poison needle at Wen Yan by covering his sight with the movement of bumping into someone.

"I'm fair. I'll chop off the hand you shot with. I won't take your life!"

Zhou Yichen: "I hit you because you have a foul mouth!"

Hong Kun paused. He didn't expect that even though he did it so secretly, he was still discovered.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone in the Hong Gang looked at Hong Kun indignantly, their eyes full of contempt.

Grandpa Zu snorted coldly, "You are inferior in skills and use dirty tricks. It's extremely shameful!"

This sentence seemed to be a switch, and everyone present started talking.

"Insidious villain!"

"No wonder he was kicked out. No one can trust a person like him under their control."

"That's right, playing tricks on the competition field, what a jerk!"

……

Hong Kun was furious and glanced at the ignorant Hong Gang members, especially Chu Xin. This woman must die today!

Thinking about the people left outside, Hong Kun struggled to stand up and retreated towards the people he brought with him, and was protected in the middle again.

Then he looked at Grandpa Zu,

"You came with me, old man. You know I have many people behind me. I won't make it difficult for you. Just hand these four people over to me, and I won't pursue the other people from the Hong Gang!

So, you don't want everyone else to be buried with these four people, do you?"

Grandpa A's face was gloomy, but he stood up without any fear, scanned everyone's faces one by one, and sneered:

"You've long ceased to be a member of the Hong Gang. You're a complete lackey of an alien race. I know better than you why you covet the Hong Gang!

Let me tell you, the Hong Gang is a gang, but they have moral principles and a sense of justice! They absolutely do not engage in the white powder business, and they absolutely do not touch the human trafficking business!

You, stop pretending here!"

"Morality? Justice? Screw you. If a gang doesn't do things that harm the world, what kind of gang is it?!

If you have this awareness, take them all back to the inland areas to farm!"

Hong Kun had long been fed up with this nonsense.

"Look at these gang leaders who came today. Who is more innocent? Who is more righteous?

They are just hypocritical villains with a sanctimonious appearance!"

Ge Shengtian hummed. Why did this sound so unpleasant to him? He rubbed the jade ring on his thumb with one hand and stood up with the help of Uncle Cat.

"Hmph! Just talk about your own business, why bring us into this?

I don't think your banquet can be held today. Why don't we outsiders step aside and wait until you finish your family affairs before holding the banquet? What do you think?"

Of course others also wanted to leave.

Verbal quarrels can be treated as gossip, and physical fights can be watched as excitement, but now it is obvious that they are preparing to fight with real weapons, so outsiders like them will not get involved, and they all stand up and prepare to leave.

Hong Kun was protected and retreated. Even though he was grimacing in pain, it couldn't stop him from swearing.

"Why don't you all persuade these stubborn Hong Gang members to step down and give up their positions to ensure safety? Of course, if I find a way to make a fortune in the future, let's all work together!"

Hong Kun felt that he had the overall situation under control and decided to let these people see his strength first.

"Go, let the brothers get to work!"

The people nearby took orders and ran outside to call for help, but soon rushed back in, their faces filled with panic, and they were trembling so much that they could hardly hold their guns.

He covered his mouth with his hand and whispered something to Hong Kun. Hong Kun froze and looked at the speaker in disbelief.

"What did you say?!"

Then he turned his head suddenly to look at Wen Yan,

"Fuck you! You just called me cunning and despicable, but you're the most cunning one!"

His performance made those who didn't know the inside story stunned again. What was going on?

The gentle smile on his face was extremely evil in Hong Kun's eyes.

"I was prepared for any eventuality, but you were too self-righteous and didn't consider how many brothers there are in the Hong Gang. How could there be so few people in the hall?

Hong Kun, you are too conceited! "