He scrambled up in a wretched state, crying out in shock, "The people at He Qisheng have lost their minds! How dare they open fire?"
Qingtou and his men hugged the edge of the rooftop, staring at the distant flashes of fire, terror written across their faces. Hearing Bucktoothed Chun's shout, Qingtou turned back with an ugly expression and asked with a trembling voice, "Boss, where on earth did He Qisheng get mortars?"
"Exactly," Bucktoothed Chun slapped his thigh. "Where did these bastards get mortars? Didn't they say that when these soldiers entered Hong Kong, the gweilos confiscated practically all their weapons?"
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