After months of silence, the Number Gang struck again. Hundreds of men flooded Mong Kok, and within a few days, several small gangs had disappeared.
The Number Gang already had territory in Mong Kok, and their sudden attack alarmed every gang in Hong Kong Island.
The three major forces, Hung Hing, Wo Shing Wo, and Tung Sing, all became vigilant.
After taking control of Tsim Sha Tsui and with the Ni family's involvement, the Number Gang became one of the four major gangs in Hong Kong Island.
Thirteen Sister, the Hung Hing boss in Mong Kok, was considered the weakest among their leaders.
Upon hearing about the Number Gang's attack on Mong Kok, Han Bin also sent many men to the area.
However, while the eyes of Hong Kong Island's gangs were focused on Mong Kok, Xuan Jian and Luan Shen led their men to Yau Ma Tei.
In just one night, they took over half of Yau Ma Tei's territory.
This ease of victory was mainly due to the limited number of gangs in Yau Ma Tei.
Yau Ma Tei was not a lucrative area, and gangs like Hung Hing only established a presence there, leaving most of the territory to smaller groups.
With Xuan Jian and Luan Shen leading hundreds of men each, those smaller gangs stood no chance.
News spread quickly throughout Hong Kong Island, sending shockwaves through all the factions.
This was a classic case of a feint. Xuan Jian and Luan Shen, both notorious figures, had struck a blow from an unexpected direction.
Meanwhile, on a street lined with bars, a swarm of gangsters filled the entire area.
This street was Wang Bao's territory, and at midnight, all these gangsters would gather here.
Wang Bao's influence was not vast, but no one in Yau Ma Tei dared to provoke him.
He was known for his cruelty and ruthlessness, and he wasn't afraid to take on the police.
Boom, Boom!
Suddenly, a fleet of vans came to a halt in the middle of the road. The gangsters on the street turned to look.
Then, they saw men clad in black, wielding cleavers, stepping out of the vans.
At this sight, Wang Bao's men were momentarily stunned.
"The Number Gang is here!..."
Someone quickly reacted and let out a scream.
All in black suits, it could only be the Number Gang. Their style was identical to the mafia.
Luan Shen, leading the charge, his eyes burning with excitement.
His entourage of men in suits mirrored his fervor.
The type of leader reflects the nature of his followers.
Wang Bao's men quickly sprang into action, rushing into the buildings to arm themselves.
The Number Gang had taken over half of Yau Ma Tei overnight, and Wang Bao was prepared for this.
Though panicked, these gangsters still charged forward wielding cleavers and clubs.
Hundreds of men clashed in a chaotic melee on the bar street, and Luan Shen plunged into the heart of the battle.
His long sword flashing, he cut down enemies with a frenzy, blood splattering everywhere, but he only became more exhilarated.
The scene was a whirlwind of chaos, with both sides having comparable numbers.
Yet, their fighting abilities were on entirely different levels.
Wang Bao's underlings were formidable in their arrogance but only knew how to swing their cleavers wildly.
However, the Number Gang members were trained by Luan Shen himself, and they aimed for vital points.
Throats, heads, arteries, the scene was nothing short of gruesome.
Not far away, several figures watched the carnage with a mixture of shock and awe.
"Chung Gor?"
Lee Wai Lok stared at Luan Shen's figure in the distance and turned to the middle-aged man beside him.
Chan Gwok Chung remained silent, his gaze fixed on the scene.
They were police officers, but the chaos was too much for them to intervene.
Neither Wang Bao's men nor the Number Gang would listen to them.
Most importantly, Chan Gwok Chung didn't want to stop them.
Wang Bao had been too arrogant. He had killed one of Chan Gwok Chung's brothers.
If he wasn't worried about his remaining brothers being targeted, he would have fought tooth and nail.
The Number Gang's might was undeniable, Wang Bao had no chance.
"It's quite the spectacle..."
A laugh suddenly came from behind them. A burly man, Ma Jun, chuckled as he watched the carnage unfold.
Chan Gwok Chung and the others were not surprised to see him.
Ma Jun's eyes focused on the battle, eventually landing on Luan Shen.
He was incredibly savage, a force no one could withstand.
There was no doubt that this was Luan Shen, one of the Number Gang's hall masters.
He had heard of Luan Shen's reputation, but this was his first time witnessing him in action.
Truly terrifying. In the short time he had been watching, at least seven or eight men had fallen to his sword.
He targeted their throats, their hearts, each blow aimed for the kill.
Soon, Wang Bao's men were scattered and fleeing.
The entire bar street was filled with screams of agony, countless gangsters lying on the ground.
The scene was utterly chaotic, but Wang Bao had yet to appear.
"Wang Bao is finished. He ran away, didn't he?"
Luk Kwun Wah, a cigarette dangling from his lips, watched the Number Gang's men and couldn't help but speak.
It wasn't surprising. Wang Bao was strong, but after witnessing Luan Shen's ruthlessness, like cutting through butter, they knew how formidable the man was.
With the Number Gang's might, Wang Bao knew he wouldn't stand a chance, so fleeing was inevitable.
Chan Gwok Chung felt a pang of disappointment. If Wang Bao had shown up, his fate wouldn't have been much different.
"It seems Yau Ma Tei is going to be taken over. No one can stand against the Number Gang."
"It's not just Wang Bao. Xuan Jian also took his men to deal with the other gangs,"
Ma Jun, still observing Luan Shen, spoke in a grave tone. He had received a call from his informant about the situation.
But it was for the best. He knew triads could never be eradicated, and a clean sweep was a good thing. At least the Number Gang didn't deal with drugs.
Since Tsim Sha Tsui was taken over, no one dared to cause trouble, and crime rates had dropped significantly.
Chan Gwok Chung and the others were taken aback. They were unaware of the situation.
Luan Shen wiped the blood from his face and slowly turned, his gaze falling on Ma Jun and the others.
"This guy..."
Lee Wai Lok's eyes narrowed, even from afar, he could feel the bloodlust radiating from Luan Shen.
"Let's go."
Chan Gwok Chung took a deep breath, fixed his gaze on Luan Shen for a moment, and spoke in a low voice.
He didn't want to let Wang Bao go. The Number Gang had given him a chance, and now Wang Bao's power was crumbling.
This was the perfect opportunity to take him down.