Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 237: The Duel

Midnight.

All was quiet; everyone who was supposed to be asleep was already asleep.

However, the atmosphere on Changnan Street was very strange.

Old Mo, accompanied by Wu Shih-hao and two hundred men, slowly walked in from the east side of the street.

Across from them, Ah Qiang led a full five hundred men, armed with machetes and steel pipes, swaggering and swaggering as they approached Lao Mo with an air of utter disregard for family.

A-Qiang walked to the opposite side of Lao-Mo, and the two stood still.

A-Qiang glanced at Lao Mo's group of people and couldn't help but sneer.

"Old Mo, is this all the men you have? With just this many, you dare to challenge me? I truly admire your courage!"

"hehe……"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "You must be A-Qiang, right? You think you can outnumber me? You must be dreaming."

Ah Qiang's eyes turned cold: "What do you mean?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "If you're awake, look around! Don't say I'm taking advantage of you because there are more of you than you are."

"what?"

As soon as Lao Mo said this, the people on the other side looked around in shock.

In the end, there was nothing.

Immediately, A-Qiang became furious.

"Old Mo, are you kidding me?"

Old Mo smiled and said, "There's no need for that."

As Lao Mo spoke, a whistle suddenly appeared in his hand, which he put in his mouth and blew loudly.

The whistle blew far and wide in the quiet night.

What's going on?

The person on the other side got scared and looked around again.

As it turned out, I was shocked when I saw it.

Behind them, a large group of people walked in.

This is not over yet.

A large group of people also emerged from their left and right sides.

Although their attire differed, they all wore a red headscarf. This was a symbol distinguishing them from each other.

Good heavens, there are at least a thousand of them. They're densely packed, surrounding them in layers upon layers.

The guys behind Ah Qiang immediately cowered.

They were outnumbered by more than two and surrounded. How could they possibly fight?

Ah Qiang also swallowed hard.

Although he is good at fighting, he can't defeat more than a thousand people!

"Old Mo, what are you doing? Aren't you just bullying the few with the many of you?"

Old Mo laughed.

"Brother Qiang, you were complaining a moment ago that I didn't have enough people, and now you're complaining that I have too many."

Ah Qiang was furious.

"Old Mo, you have no sportsmanship. It's just a gang fight, did you really need to bring a thousand people?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "What? Scared? Want to admit defeat? If you want to admit defeat, then kneel down and acknowledge me as your boss! From today onwards, I, Old Mo, am your new boss."

Ah Qiang gritted his teeth and stared intently at Lao Mo.

Yes, he remembered. When he called to challenge the other to a fight, he had said that the loser would have to acknowledge the other as their boss.

Ah Qiang was very dissatisfied. He was now the head of Heshenghe and was definitely a high-ranking member of Heshenghe.

Following Old Mo, he definitely wouldn't be given important responsibilities at first. Did he have to start from the bottom?

Therefore, this is impossible.

In a flash, Ah Qiang had an idea. He sneered, "Old Mo, do you dare to fight me one-on-one? If you beat me, I'll immediately kneel down and acknowledge you as my boss, and vice versa. Do you dare?"

Old Mo shrugged and said, "You're already in this state, why would I take the risk? I'm not stupid."

Ah Qiang said very unwillingly, "I was just careless tonight. I didn't expect you to bring so many people."

So if I lose, I won't accept it. If we have a one-on-one fight, and I lose, I'll willingly acknowledge you as my boss, and I'll never go back on my word.

Besides, if we fight, many people on both sides will get injured, and the costs will be enormous! We can easily settle the score with a simple fight between the two of us, isn't that great?"

Hey……

Old Mo looked at the big guy with surprise, and he really started to look at him with new respect.

I never expected this guy to be not only big, but also smart!

He found the most advantageous method for him in such a short time. This is enough to prove that this guy is not just a simple brute.

Old Mo immediately became interested.

He said, "Brother Qiang, after you join me, I'll make you the head of Heshenghe. Can you manage such a big gang?"

"Forehead?"

Ah Qiang was startled. What nonsense was this guy spouting? Was this something he could just say?

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you promise me, I'll kill anyone you think is untrustworthy right away."

Upon hearing this, the guys around Ah Qiang immediately cleared their eyes.

Damn it, if they find out, I'm in big trouble.

Ah Qiang suddenly laughed.

"Old Mo, if you want me to be your underling, it's not difficult. If you can beat me in a one-on-one fight, and you really agree to that, I'll immediately kneel down and acknowledge you as my elder brother."

At this point, A-Qiang had no choice but to take a gamble.

However, in his opinion, this is a fight worth taking.

With Old Mo's small frame, he could take on ten people at once. Now it's just a matter of whether Old Mo has the guts and whether he'll fall for it.

Of course, if Lao Mo sends Wu Shih-hao, he's not afraid either. He was confident he could fight Wu Shih-hao even before he broke his leg, let alone a cripple.

At this point, he had no other choice. There was nothing he could do; it was his own fault for being careless.

He really hadn't expected that Old Mo could bring so many people.

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Alright, since you put it that way, I'll play along."

Ah Qiang was overjoyed upon hearing this, and the people behind him were also happy.

If we can defeat this guy, we can turn the tide and turn the tide.

"Alright, you said it yourself. I won't bully you anymore; I'll replace the machete with a steel pipe."

As he spoke, Ah Qiang replaced the machete in his hand with a steel pipe, along with the one next to him.

There was no other way; in this situation, he didn't dare kill Old Mo. He had to change his equipment.

Old Mo stepped forward and said, "You can bring whatever you want, I don't care. You can't hit me anyway. Come on, let's start, stop talking nonsense."

"What the hell?"

Everyone on the other side was shocked.

Because of Old Mo, he didn't even take a weapon.

He wants to face a blade bare-handed, no, he wants to face a steel pipe bare-handed?

"Old Mo, are you saying you're going to fight me empty-handed?"

Ah-Qiang felt insulted.

Old Mo nodded and said, "That's right, I don't need to use weapons against you."

Holy crap, this isn't just an insult, this is a total insult!

But this is to my advantage!

Ah Qiang immediately shouted at Wu Shih-hao, "Wu Shih-hao, you all saw it, he didn't want the weapon himself. Don't try to back out if you lose!"

Wu Shih-hao smiled and said, "It's alright, as long as you don't take out a gun. If you beat Brother Mo, we'll all acknowledge you as our boss, and I can vouch for that."

Holy crap, that's incredibly insulting.

Ah Qiang felt this was intolerable.

"Alright. You said it yourself, remember that. Old Mo, I'm taking this little brother of yours today. Come on, take this..."