The area around the fishing village pier was wide open. Apart from the stone pier jutting out over the water, there was no cover anywhere.
The two sides fired wildly at each other from a dozen meters apart. Muzzle flashes flared in the darkness, and every so often someone screamed and fell.
Hongxing clearly had the upper hand, though. The gangster who had stopped the others from acting rashly earlier, then charged first when the time came, was clearly a better shot than the rest. He hit two men in succession.
Mo Lo-bing only had four men with him, and three had fallen, but only two of Hongxing's four men were left as well.
Ah Bo and Tu Shu hurried to reload, but that Hongxing Maid reacted faster than the others. He charged straight up and hurled his gun into Ah Bo's head. Ah Bo cried out in pain, blood staining one eye red.
The young man then drew a dagger, rushed in, and stabbed.
In the darkness, the sound of a blade plunging into flesh rang out again and again.
After stabbing more than a dozen times, the young man chased after Mo Lo-bing, who was running onto the pier. He ran extremely fast.
Mo Lo-bing had barely made it onto the pier when the young man caught up and threw his dagger, driving it straight into Mo Lo-bing's leg.
Mo Lo-bing nearly fell. Fighting the pain, he pulled out the dagger and waved it wildly. "Brother, let me go. I'll give you my bankbook. Spare me and I'll tell you the PIN."
But he soon threw the knife aside, because the other two men closing in both had guns.
Watching the three men approach, Mo Lo-bing's forehead streamed with cold sweat. He slowed his speech, talking as he