Hong Kong Movies: The Boss's Global Empire

Chapter 447: Traitors, only one way to death

That night, under a dark and windy moon, Huo Han and Lian Haolong's troops faced off outside an abandoned factory. During the day, Huo Han and Lian Haolong continued to smile, as if nothing had happened, appearing to be brothers. But as night fell, countless flames of war erupted.

Huo Han's men all had white cloth tied to their hands, their insignia, symbolizing their codename for the operation—"Funeral." They were excited, each holding a weapon, awaiting Huo Han's command, ready to strike at any moment.

Lian Haolong's men gathered around the factory, dressed in black, their faces etched with determination. They were determined to protect their leader, Lian Haolong, and to secure their position, even at the cost of their own blood and lives.

Finally, above the distant factory, a red flare broke through the night sky and cut through the dark night. Huo Han immediately gave the order to attack, "Start!" With this order, everyone rushed towards Lian Haolong's camp like a sword drawn from its sheath.

After Lian Haolong saw the signal flare, he gave the order and his men immediately launched a defensive counterattack. The two factions engaged in a fierce battle in the night, and hot sparks erupted.

Huo Han led the "Funeral" operation. Wielding a black dagger, he moved like a ghost in the night, dodging nimbly and striking back fiercely. Lian Haolong was no slouch either, wielding his long staff in a flurry of blasts, like a dragon's roar.

"Huo Han!" Lian Haolong shouted. The two of them collided like two meteors in the chaotic battlefield.

Huo Han glared at Lian Haolong fiercely and swung his knife back, "Tonight is your funeral, Lian Haolong!" The two of them fought fiercely like wild beasts.

Despite a good initial battle, Huo Han and his companions found it difficult to completely suppress Lian Haolong's defenses with their existing manpower and courage. As the situation became increasingly dire, Huo Han decisively deployed his ultimate weapon.

He pointed to a middle-aged man who was a victim of Lian Haolong's past oppression. In a weak but firm voice, he publicly accused Lian Haolong of his crimes, "Lian Haolong, we will never forget your crimes!"

This was like a bomb exploding. Lian Haolong raised the gun in his hand expressionlessly and fired directly. The man fell to the ground instantly, and his blood stained the ground red.

A moment of silence fell, and then anger flared within Huo Han's men. Originally merely defending themselves, they now found a shared faith and purpose. Huo Han's men's morale soared, and with machetes in hand, they charged towards Lian Haolong's men, roaring and furious.

"For justice, charge!" Huo Han, dagger in hand, led his men and horses on a gallop. In their world, guns were forbidden, and all duels relied on fists and machetes, on the courage and wisdom of men.

Even if they couldn't rush forward, they would throw their machetes at each other like javelins. Every throw symbolized their determination and courage, and every charge was a challenge and confrontation to Lian Haolong.

Huo Han stood at the front line, facing Lian Haolong's attack without fear. He shouted at the top of his lungs to cheer his men up, while also challenging Lian Haolong's authority.

Thus, this bloody battle intensified in the night. Regardless of the outcome, this night's fight would surely leave a deep mark in the gang's history.

Lian Haolong's position was beginning to falter. Faced with Huo Han's charging troops, their defenses were breached time and again. Morale began to waver, and fear swept through him like a raging storm, but Lian Haolong remained undaunted.

His gaze was cold and expressionless as he looked at the front line. Even when the situation began to reverse, his confidence remained unwavering. He continued to issue orders, hoping to use his remaining strength to launch another frenzy of attack.

However, at this moment, a gentle voice came from the crowd, "Brother Lian, the situation is like this now. We can't risk our brothers' lives anymore." The speaker was an old man in the gang. Although he was loyal to Lian Haolong, he had to speak out to dissuade him in the face of the current situation.

Lian Haolong glanced at him coldly, his gaze causing the old man to tremble, but he remained firm, saying, "We've lost this battle, but that doesn't mean we've lost the entire war. Brother Lian, we should retreat. Only by surviving can we have a chance to make a comeback..."

A flash of anger flashed in Lian Haolong's eyes. He raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the old man, as if he wanted to shoot him as a warning. But in the end, he did not do it, but he ordered people to tie the old man up.

This scene heightened the tension within the gang. Lian Haolong's decision also quietly altered the trajectory of the bloody fight, making the ultimate victor even more apparent.

As some members of the gang retreated, the tide began to turn in Huo Han's favor. Huo Han understood that victory at this point wouldn't be determined by sheer force. He addressed Lian Haolong's men directly, "We're a family. If you're willing to lay down your weapons and return to peace, I promise we'll remain brothers. Let's just consider the past a brawl."

However, Lian Haolong had no intention of backing down. He turned a blind eye to Huo Han's impassioned speech, regarding it as a ploy to disrupt the morale of the troops. He raised his gun and fired three shots in succession, warning his men not to be fooled by Huo Han's sweet words.

"This is a war, not a child's game," he said coldly. "Traitors will die."

The situation was briefly stalemated again, with everyone's attention focused on Huo Han. Huo Han knew that if he didn't personally intervene at this moment, the situation would likely fall into chaos again.

So, he raised his weapon and charged forward with a determined look. Lian Haolong saw him charging towards him and raised his gun to shoot, but Huo Han was incredibly fast. He leaned sideways and let the bullet fly over his head. He showed no intention of stopping and continued to rush towards Lian Haolong.

Huo Han faced a completely irrational Lian Haolong. This man was no longer the leader they once knew, no longer the Lian Haolong who had conquered the world for them. He was now just a man lost in madness, firing ten shots at Huo Han without regard for the consequences.

The atmosphere was extremely tense. The gang members held their breath, watching the scene before them, their hearts filled with anger and disappointment. They couldn't believe that the "Dragon Head" they once respected had now become so cruel and ruthless.

"Huo Han, I want you dead!" Lian Haolong roared, his face twisted with madness, adding a ghostly terror to his figure. His gun followed Huo Han's figure, firing round after round.

However, Huo Han was extremely agile, dodging the first three shots. The next six shots, due to Lian Haolong's impatience and a problem with the gun, resulted in blanks. Just then, Lian Haolong aimed at Huo Han and shot him in the arm.

Amidst the crowd's exclamations, Huo Han's body jolted violently, blood splattering from his arm, but he didn't stop. He gritted his teeth in agony and forced a cold smile. He continued to charge forward, one hand firmly grasping the muzzle of Lian Haolong's gun, the other suddenly grabbing his collar and pinning him to the ground.

At that moment, Huo Han's eyes flashed with determination and coldness. His low voice echoed clearly in the silent night sky. "You're finished, Lian Haolong." These six short words were like a heavy hammer, smashing into Lian Haolong's shattered self-esteem and causing him to completely lose in this life-and-death battle.

In the chaos of the battle, Lian Haolong's actions caused an uproar. Many of his comrades, who had always followed him, were filled with grief and anger. Their eyes were filled with disappointment and resentment. Lian Haolong was no longer the leader they had always believed in.

Luo Tianhong, Lian Haolong's right-hand man and a key figure in this battle, witnessed the entire process from beginning to end, from the fierce confrontation at the beginning, to the moment Huo Han was shot, and now to Lian Haolong's unexpected move.

He watched the scene unfold, feeling increasingly disappointed. He had tried to dissuade Lian Haolong, telling him to cherish his brothers, but Lian Haolong's stubborn persistence left him feeling powerless. He couldn't help but wonder if their long-held beliefs and loyalty were right or wrong.

At that moment, he saw Huo Han rushing up, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to protect Lian Haolong, giving him a chance to reflect and rediscover his former self. However, at this critical moment, Lian Haolong used him as a shield.

This action chilled Luo Tianhong's heart completely. He looked at Lian Haolong, the man he once considered a brother and a leader, but now he had become so unfamiliar and indifferent.

However, Huo Han remained undeterred. He didn't use his gun, but simply rushed forward and pinned Lian Haolong down. At that moment, his eyes held no hatred or anger, only determination and calmness. His words to Lian Haolong still echoed in Luo Tianhong's ears: "You're finished, Lian Haolong."

Huo Han, the tenacity and calmness he exuded, moved everyone present. They looked at him with admiration and respect, far surpassing even Lian Haolong's. They knew in their hearts that this man was their true leader, the one they should follow.

The moment Lian Haolong was subdued, the situation on the field suddenly became awkward. Lian Haolong lay on the ground, his expression dazed, as if he had already accepted defeat. However, at this moment, Guo Ziheng, with his unwavering loyalty, suddenly pounced on Huo Han. His movements were swift and completely beyond Huo Han's expectations. The moment he successfully tackled Huo Han, the atmosphere on the field reached a climax.