pertwk Chapter 36 Who else!
Chapter 36 Who else!
Zhang Guohao dared to walk alone towards hundreds of thugs, wasn't he afraid of being ambushed? He had already taken down two Red Pole members, how could he be defeated by a few 49s?
Zhang Guohao was highly focused, paying attention to every footstep that approached him. It seemed that Zhang Guohao was only watching Fatty Xin walk by, but in reality, Zhang Guohao knew as soon as the kid made a move.
Without even moving his head, Zhang Guohao swung out his simple spiked club and slammed it hard into the arm of the kid who had launched the sneak attack. This was similar to a surprise attack from the start—observe carefully before making a move.
In one swift motion, it tore off a large amount of flesh from the outside of the opponent's entire arm, revealing the stark white bone.
"what!"
Another scream rang out, but Zhang Guohao still didn't turn around, as if he hadn't heard the piercing scream.
"Go! We can't let him live!"
Fatty pointed at Cheung Kwok-ho and urged his men to keep going!
At this point, we absolutely cannot bypass Zhang Guohao. No matter what method we use, we must kill Zhang Guohao, even if we are ridiculed in the underworld for bullying the weak with numbers or for launching a sneak attack. We must kill Zhang Guohao.
If Zhang Guohao is eliminated, then this matter will be over. If Zhang Guohao is not eliminated, this matter will become a stain on Dongfuhe forever!
Two double-flower red sticks were taken down by one person. Most people would only say that it was because these two double-flower red sticks were shams promoted by Dongfu, and no one would say it was because Zhang Guohao was too good.
Even if no one dares to challenge Zhang Guohao one-on-one, it's because Dongfuhe's Double Flower Red Sticks are too weak!
After all, saying that would damage Dongfuhe's reputation. Zhang Guohao isn't a gangster; whether he can fight or not is up to him. Anyway, if he's careful in the future, he'll basically never run into them.
However, if Dongfuhe is suppressed, other gangs might be able to benefit.
Then a dozen or so burly men emerged from Dongfuhe's ranks. These men were all Dongfuhe's elites, who had long been trained as thugs without doing any actual work.
People like them are the foundation upon which Dongfu and his gang fought for territory in the underworld.
Even if Dongfu has someone backing him up, when it comes to seizing territory, they still have to fight several real battles.
There aren't many thugs willing to risk their lives. Without doing some ruthless work, even with the backing of the police, no one will respect them.
These people are like the elite retainers of warlords in the past. They are all well-fed, well-clothed, and well taken care of, and they are only needed at this time.
Gang fights are not military battles; they don't have the same level of organization and discipline. The number of people who dare to fight and are willing to take risks can determine the outcome of a fight.
Just like when Zhang Guohao took down Big Mouth Chen and Iron Arm Chen, the Number Gang immediately withdrew.
Without someone capable to lead them, the gang thugs don't have the guts to go up on their own!
Zhang Guohao remained cold and ruthless, his eyes seemingly unfocused and devoid of any emotion. However, he swung his spiked club faster and faster, quickening his pace as he continued to eliminate Dongfu and the thugs who dared to block his path, one move at a time.
Silence fell. The thugs and onlookers all fell silent.
These people are basically uneducated, and most of their life experience comes from listening to operas and storytelling. Operas and storytelling often feature fierce generals who can fight against a hundred men, but in reality, who has ever seen such a thing?
People often boast about their fighting skills, claiming they can take on dozens of opponents, but no one has ever actually witnessed it.
You only know how shocking this is when you see it with your own eyes!
In particular, Zhang Guohao never showed mercy when he made a move. Every strike was aimed at the thickest part of the flesh. Unlike when he dealt with the two double-flower red sticks, Zhang Guohao was afraid that those two might have some evil intentions and would bite back and attack him after being injured. So he went straight for the head.
Even the most elite ordinary thugs, after being ripped apart, still lack the willpower to retaliate against themselves.
Zhang Guohao's makeshift spiked club quickly became covered with reddish muscle fibers, dripping with viscous blood.
The nails Cheung Kwok-ho used this time were all rusty; they weren't just spiked clubs, they were tetanus clubs!
One blow from that stick and not only would a couple of pounds of flesh fall off, but if they didn't manage to get a tetanus shot, their lives would be in danger.
Zhang Guohao doesn't want to be a good person; good people can't survive in this world!
Within a distance of a dozen meters, more than a dozen elite thugs of Tung Fook Wo fell down, but Cheung Kwok-ho, without blushing or emitting a sigh of relief, walked leisurely to the thugs of Tung Fook Wo.
"Who else?"
Zhang Guohao looked at Dongfu and his men in front of him and suddenly smiled, revealing a set of small white teeth. Coupled with the inevitable bright red blood on his white short-sleeved shirt, it looked so frightening!
Zhang Guohao's voice wasn't loud, but it made Dong Fuhe's men all take a step back.
The scene became even quieter!
Zhang Guohao wasn't in a hurry to make another move; he just stared at his opponent, waiting for them to make a move.
Fatty Xin's face was quite ugly at this moment. He was no warrior either. Seeing Zhang Guohao walking over step by step with bloody footprints, he had already dragged his huge body and shrank into Dongfu and the rascals, just like Ge Dalongtou just now.
"Brother Xin, this kid is too troublesome. I'm not trying to stir up trouble, but if this kid doesn't die, Dongfuhe's reputation will be trampled underfoot!"
"But don't worry, our Number Gang is working with Dongfuhe this time, so we definitely won't steal your thunder. You can go ahead and find ways to cause trouble!"
Ge Dalong looked at Fei Laoxin and shouted loudly, while stirring up trouble, he took a step back, feeling that he was still a little unsafe.
"You son of a bitch, surnamed Ge, you didn't contribute a single bit!"
Fatty Xin glared at Ge Da Longtou and cursed him angrily. At this moment, Fatty Xin was already considering retreating. His underlings were terrified, and he had lost more than a dozen elite thugs.
This situation makes it impossible to continue fighting.
But if they just ran away like that, Fatty Xin definitely wouldn't be willing. Wouldn't that just mean that Dongfuhe is a useless gang?
So many people came, made such a big fuss, left a bunch of wounded people on the ground, and then fled in a sorry state?
So, will Dongfu and his team still be able to get by in the future?
However, faced with Zhang Guohao's provocation, Dongfu and his group really couldn't muster any fighting spirit.
"Oh ho, this is quite a scene, isn't it? All this fuss, is Dong Fuhe's bastard bullying people again?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from the other side of the dock, and the tone of the voice clearly indicated that Dong Fuhe was at odds with him, filled with sarcastic remarks.
"Old Fu's men are here!"
"It's Uncle Wang Jiji!"
"This is going to be even more exciting!"
"Hahaha, I saw that Fatty's face turned black!"
The surrounding crowd immediately started discussing, debating the identity of the newcomer and commenting on Fatty Xin.
Clearly, the new group is no less powerful than Dong Fuhe!