Then came Yu Shiting's angry shout, "You bastard! How dare you threaten me?"
Outside the study, Huang Liu was still saying that he had great respect for Uncle Shui's swordsmanship. Before he could even finish the word "respect," Huang Liu's sword had already struck out in response to Yu Shiting's words!
With a flick of his left hand, a gleaming dagger was already aimed at Uncle Shui's waist!
The moment Huang Liu saw Uncle Shui reach out to grab the blade of his quick-draw knife, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and his right hand had already drawn the pistol from his waist.
"Old man, did you really think I'd go through a few rounds with you using knives?"
With his boss having a falling out with Yu Shiting inside, Huang Liu didn't have time to really spar with Uncle Shui. He used his left hand to draw Uncle Shui's attention with a knife, while his right hand was already gripping a gun, ready to subdue Uncle Shui. At the same time, he bent his left leg and kicked towards the study door!
Uncle Shui gripped the blade of Huang Liu's razor with his right hand, his five fingers seemingly glued to the blade. He dared not be careless, because when Huang Liu drew his razor, the blade faced upwards and the back of the blade downwards. If he were to lose focus even for a moment, not only would he not be able to take the razor from Huang Liu, Uncle Shui Huang Liu probably lose several of his fingers.
Song Tianyao's voice rang out from inside the study, filled with barely suppressed anger:
"Yu Shiting! Do you think Hong Kong is Shanghai Bund, where the Kuomintang still holds sway over you? This is Hong Kong! A place where the Britain are in charge! Shanghai people are used to calling you 'Uncle,' but I, Song Tianyao, have no interest in treating you like an ancestor! I'm speaking to you politely, but you put on a deadpan face—are you preparing for your own death anniversary?"
Yu Shiting's voice sounded like his lips were trembling, and the words were squeezed out bit by bit from between his teeth. "You bastard! If I don't throw you into the sea today, I'll..."
"Fuck you, Yu Shiting! Let me tell you! From today onwards, if your ship appears in Hong Kong and Macau waters and isn't sunk, I'll take your surname! I'll use all the money I earn to hire people to sink your ships!"
"Uncle Shui! Have someone take this..." Before Yu Shiting could finish speaking, a loud bang rang out. Yu Shiting groaned, and after a moment of silence in the study, he opened the study door, blood trickling from his forehead, clutching his head.
When Uncle Shui saw the study door open, he bent down and flicked his head, causing his pointed satin hat to fly off. A gray Braid emerged from under the hat like a whip, and a small blade was hidden at the end of the braid, which he aimed at Huang Liu's neck.
At this moment, Huang Liu's left-hand knife was grabbed by Uncle Shui, and his right-hand gun hadn't even had time to be aimed at Uncle Shui. Seeing the blade coming at him, anyone else would probably have stepped back and dodged Uncle Shui's Braid first.
However, Huang Liu pointed the gun directly at the study door, unaware of the situation outside, and covered his forehead, clearly still somewhat dazed, onto Yu Shiting.
He stood still, motionless.
Uncle Shui's Braid was pressed against Huang Liu's skin, and just as it was about to touch him, Uncle Shui made a slight head shake and pulled the Braid back.
Uncle Shui stood still. At this moment, Song Tianyao chased out of the study, his face full of anger, holding a white jade covered bowl in his hand, and smashed it towards Yu Shiting's head!
"Fuck your mother? You want to mess with me? I'll deal with you first! If I can't handle you, I won't be able to explain myself when I get back!" Song Tianyao's eyes narrowed, filled with murderous intent.
Uncle Shui released the knife from his hand and kicked Song Tianyao in the stomach! The kick sent Song Tianyao stumbling back into the study. Just as Uncle Shui was about to close in on Song Tianyao and completely subdue him, Huang Liu's gun suddenly went off!
With a loud "bang!", the entire Jing Garden fell silent as the gunshot rang out!
"If you move another inch, I'll send your boss to his grave!" Huang Liu pointed his pistol at Yu Shiting's head and yelled at Uncle Shui, "Come on!"
At this moment, the wound on Yu Shiting's forehead was also displayed to Huang Liu and Uncle Shui. The wound was not big, just a shallow cut. After the blood stained a little bit of his forehead, it stopped flowing. However, he looked disheveled and frightening.
However, Song Tianyao, who emerged from the study again with a murderous aura, was rather frightening. His left cheek was swollen and purple, clearly having been ambushed and severely punished by Yu Shiting.
Song Tianyao glared at Uncle Shui: "Kick me? You bastard, I'll break both your legs tonight!"
However, Song Tianyao didn't focus on Uncle Shui. Instead, he walked up to Yu Shiting and said, "You dare slap me in the face? If I don't destroy you, won't the whole of Hong Kong know that I, Song Tianyao, have lost to the Shanghai people!"
Song Tianyao stood next to Huang Liu and decisively said, "Brother Six, shoot him."
Chapter 482 Is it too late to kill you now?
"Isn't this too fake? Yu Shiting so old, it must be very strenuous for him to play this kind of martial arts role." Tan Jingwei gently scratched the stubble that had reappeared on his chin and asked his Fourth Brother beside him with some curiosity:
"Does he think I'm an idiot who's easy to fool and that's why I'm acting? But even if I were an idiot, it's unlikely I'd believe he got into a fight with a younger guy?"
Fourth Brother nodded to Tan Jingwei.
"But no matter how Yu Shiting's fight goes, whether it's real or fake, we still have to go and see what move the old man is up to. A Shanghai magnate of such stature wouldn't be so simplistic." Tan Jingwei sighed, then turned and ran towards the four people fighting in the distance— Song Tianyao, Yu Shiting, and the others—appearing anxious and shocked, shouting loudly as he went.
"Stop! Stop! Fourth Brother! Quick! Pull them apart!"
When Tan Jingwei and Fourth Brother rushed to a spot not far in front of Song Tianyao and Huang Liu, the two sides had already separated. Song Tianyao was saying to Huang Liu, "Brother Six, shoot him!"
At this moment, Huang Liu had already raised his gun and was aiming it at Yu Shiting.
Somewhat helplessly, Tan Jingwei drew a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Song Tianyao: "Hey, Mr. Song, this is going too far. Boss Yu is old; don't scare him."
Seeing Tan Jingwei pointing at Song Tianyao, Huang Liu tried to turn his gun towards Tan Jingwei, but Song Tianyao stepped forward, snatched the gun from Huang Liu's hand, and pulled the trigger in Yu Shiting's direction!