Just before Heizai Jie arrived at the Shanghai people Western-style House, Zhang Yuliang came out. After learning about Song Tianyao's scheme, he had no interest in his work anymore. He left Lawyer Pan, who had come to discuss countermeasures, to help him organize the documents on the table. He left early, intending to go back to the Zhang Family to see if his third brother still didn't know that he had commissioned a factory to process Penicillin packaging.
No sooner had he left than Heizai Jie arrived with over twenty men armed with weapons. The wrought-iron gate of the Western-style House was bolted shut from the inside by the servants. Heizai Jie ripped off his undershirt, shirtless, and after a few running steps towards the gate, he swiftly flipped over and jumped inside, opening the gate from the inside. He addressed his men as they entered. "No matter who's inside, shut up the women, kill all the men, and pour kerosene on the house and set it on fire. Do it!"
More than twenty members of the Wo Shing Yee gang, brandishing weapons, rushed toward the main entrance of the Western-style House. Inside, several young men playing cards, whose identities were similar to Dai Feng's, had just heard the commotion outside and were opening the door when they were met with several axes or watermelon knives coming at them!
The group stepped back, Wo Shing Yee's men immediately seized the opportunity to surge into the hall.
The young men all seemed to have some martial arts skills, although they weren't as skilled as Dai Feng, and they were outnumbered. However, after the initial panic, they each drew their daggers Wo Shing Yee's men.
Just then, Blackie, shirtless and holding two Bik Gaai Cha, one in his left hand and the other in his right, slowly walked into the hall. A young man recognized him as the leader, raised his dagger and lunged at him. Heizai Jie feinted with a straight punch with his left hand Heizai Jie viciously stabbing him in the ribs with his right hand.
Heizai Jie slammed his right hand down with the Bik Gaai Cha, using the Bik Gaai Cha's guard and the main blade to jam the dagger, preventing the opponent from pulling it back. The young man was equally decisive; the instant the dagger was severed, he raised his leg and kicked Heizai Jie in the groin.
As Heizai Jie twisted and stepped forward to dodge the kick, his left hand, gripping the concealed Bik Gaai Cha, executed a swift and clean thrust, plunging it deep into the opponent's kicking thigh! With his right hand, Heizai Jie flung away the dagger with the Bik Gaai Cha and plunged it straight into the opponent's groin! The opponent immediately fainted from the pain!
"With just these few skills, you dare to cause trouble at my stall?"
Having landed two blows in quick succession, Heizai Jie disdainfully pulled out his Bik Gaai Cha, ignoring his opponent's screams as he fell to the ground, and pounced on the next youth.
These young men could hold their own against Heizai Jie's henchmen, but when faced with Heizai Jie wielding a pair of short, forked weapons they had never seen before, they were all stabbed in vital areas by Heizai Jie's vicious and ruthless attacks within five or six minutes and fell to the ground.
Even the other refined young men who had been taking notes at the table, just like Zhang Yuliang, and Lawyer Pan, who now felt utterly unlucky, were all forced to their knees by Wo Shing Yee's men after being slashed several times with knives, despite their repeated pleas for mercy. Once it was confirmed that no other man in the entire Western-style House could stand, He Shengyi Wo Shing Yee men dragged all the men and women to the garden outside the Western-style House. Two buckets of kerosene were poured on the tables, chairs, and documents in the hall. Heizai Jie lit a cigarette with a match and then threw the match into the kerosene!
"Whoosh!" The match landed on the kerosene and immediately spat out a tongue of flame, which quickly spread and engulfed the oil stain.
Heizai Jie walked out of the Western-style House and asked the groaning crowd on the ground with a blank expression, "Who was that person who left in a car a dozen minutes ago, and where did they go?"
"Fuck your mother!" A young man, whose ribs and legs had been stabbed by Heizai Jie, cursed defiantly in Shanghai, enduring the pain.
Heizai Jie walked over and kicked the man hard in the chin, knocking him unconscious. He then ordered his men, "Throw this in."
Just then, a man in his forties wearing a long gown, standing by the flowerbed in the front yard of a large house three or four Western-style Houses away, saw smoke rising from the Western-style House and the men, including Heizai Jie, standing there. He cursed angrily, "You little bastards, are you burning paper money because your whole family is dead?!"
Moreover, the man walked over while talking, seemingly wanting to see what had happened, completely ignoring the weapon in Heizai Jie's hand. However, when he got closer and saw more than a dozen people lying in the garden through the wrought iron fence, he was shocked and cursed, then tried to turn around and run away.
Heizai Jie walked up to the other person in a few steps, flashed a smile, and said, "My whole family is dead and you're burning paper money for them? Screw you! Today I'll burn extra for your family! I'll burn your house down later!"
As he spoke, the Bik Gaai Cha rammed into the man's abdomen, knocking him to the ground. The man reacted quickly, rolling backward and crawling on his knees as he tried to escape, shouting in Shanghai:
"You little bastard! Do you even know that's Boss Du's residence? How dare you..."
Heizai Jie delivered a powerful kick to the man's temple, knocking him unconscious. Straightening up, he snorted, "Damn it, next time speak Guangdong. A few men, throw him back, and give his family a bucket of kerosene while you're at it! The rest, keep asking those bastards on the ground about the guy who smashed my Gambling den, until they find out. Anyone who's stubborn, throw them in and burn them alive."
"I know! I know! His name is Dai Feng, he went to Hong Kong Island, Tai Wo Street, Wan Chai! Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm a lawyer, Zhang Yuliang made me do it, it has nothing to do with me." Pan Yunming, Zhang Yuliang's private lawyer, who had a knife cut into the back of his suit jacket and was now bleeding profusely, cried out in terror as he lay on the ground.
After he finished speaking, flames erupted from the outer wall of Mr. Du's Western-style House in the distance, which had already been doused with kerosene by Heizai Jie's men!
A young man who had been gritting his teeth and glaring at Heizai Jie while lying on the ground suddenly burst into laughter upon seeing the towering flames. "You little rascal, you... you've gotten yourself into big trouble..."
Chapter 129 Tai Wo Street
Song Tianyao sat on the ferry across the sea, gazing at the ocean. Xianyu Shuan, who had just returned, was catching his breath and resting behind Song Tianyao.
Song Tianyao had previously sent Xianyu Shuan to see Gao Lao Cheng again, instructing Gao Lao Cheng to lead the police to raid Zhang Yuliang's Penicillin packaging factory, taking photos of both the people and the goods before taking them to the police station.