Rebirth of Hong Kong Variety Show

Following Luo Tianhong's sudden draw of the sword, Ma Zai, who was originally standing behind, immediately stepped forward clamoring.

Aji took a step forward and stood in front of the crowd. Although there was only one person, his momentum was not weak at all.

"Beheading?!"

Luo Tianhong held the sword in his right hand, the sharp blade was pressed against Ma Zai's neck, under the bangs hanging down on his forehead, the corners of his narrowed eyes were sharp and sharp:

"Let me see how you beheaded people!"

The eight-faced Han sword is exquisite in eight sides, the sword body is long and narrow, and the eight-sided polished sword body reflects the metallic luster under the refraction of the light.

Under the sharp blade, the fragile skin of the neck was cut open, and a faint line of blood gradually emerged.

"Gu Dong."

Ma Zai felt the stabbing pain coming from his neck, his Adam's apple twitched and stood still, not daring to move.

His eyes drooped, and he looked at the Eight-faced Han sword clamped around his neck. The cool metal texture hit him, making goose bumps on his neck.

speak.

He definitely didn't dare to speak. With a strong desire to survive, he looked at Luo Tianhong with flickering eyes, and then slowly raised his hand.

"Humph!"

Luo Tianhong retracted the sword with a wave of his hand, and the Eight-faced Han sword played a beautiful sword flower in his hand and put it into the sheath accurately, very chic.

"hiss"

Watching Luo Tianhong's movements, Wang Bao couldn't help squinting subconsciously from the corner of his eyes, staring at Luo Tianhong with a little more caution.

Just judging from those few movements, whether it is the speed of drawing the sword or the posture of retracting the sword, it can be seen that this person is a master of sword use.

"how?!"

With a cold face, Wang Bao looked away from Luo Tianhong, and looked at Ji Bu coldly:

"Ji Bu, just call two people out to scare me?! You treat me as my Wang Bao, it's the first day I come out on the road, right?!"

He pressed his palm on the table, and nodded vigorously with his fingers: "You have to give me this money, otherwise, it's useless to call anyone out!"

The knuckles tapped on the table, the sound was dull and loud.

"Is it?"

Ji Bu looked at the aggressive Wang Bao, and turned to Luo Tianhong: "Tianhong, you will scare Brother Bao's little brother like this, and the influence will not be good."

His voice was raised several points: "You are going out for the first day as Brother Bao? Use this trick to scare him?!"

As Ji Bu's words fell, Luo Tianhong raised his head slightly, raised his chin slightly and gave Wang Bao a proud look.

"Snapped!"

He raised his hand and slapped Ma Zai who was standing in front of him with his hands up, leaving a bright red slap mark with full force.

Ma Zai was hit by this slap again and again and took two steps back before he managed to stand still.

"Come."

Luo Tianhong hooked his hands at Ma Zai, and then tapped himself to signal Ma Zai to stand back up again.

Ma Zai looked at Wang Bao who had a gloomy expression and said nothing, and then at Luo Tianhong, hesitated for a long time, and had to walk back to Luo Tianhong again.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong raised his hand and slapped it down again: "Tell me, did I scare you?!"

"I"

Ma Zai's nostrils were bleeding, he looked at Luo Tianhong with dodge eyes, and then looked at Wang Bao again.

Wang Bao looked at Ma Zai and glared at him, the meaning was self-evident.

At this moment.

...

Ma Zai felt remorse in his heart. If he had known about this situation, he would not have been yelling and being a stabbing head. He did not expect to be caught as a model. It was neither a retreat nor a dilemma.

Now he was completely pushed to the cusp of the storm, if he couldn't beat the blue-haired boy in front of him, if he conceded, he would lose Wang Bao's face.

This is another level of competition between Wang Bao and Ji Bu's younger brother.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong looked at the silent Ma Zai, raised his hand again and twitched, repeating the movement again and again.

For a while in the private room, only the sound of Ma Zai being beaten was left.

"what!"

After six or seven consecutive slaps, Ma Zai stretched out his hand to stab Luo Tianhong with the dagger in his pocket with a growl.

"Card wipe!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Luo Tianhong sideways avoided Ma Zai's stabbing, and then grabbed his wrist with his right hand and squeezed it hard.

"Shh!"

Luo Tianhong then raised his shoe and hooked it upwards, kicking up the dagger that had fallen from his hand and hadn't landed like a shuttlecock. The dagger rolled a few times in the air and fell into Luo Tianhong's hands.

"Da da da"

Luo Tianhong grabbed Ma Zai's neck with his left hand, while holding the dagger in his right hand, he pushed Ma Zai back quickly, directly pushing him against the wall, and the dagger pierced into his shoulder and sank directly into it.

"Say!"

Luo Tianhong's eyes widened: "Tell Wang Bao, am I scaring you?!" The palm holding the dagger twisted vigorously left and right, and the blade of the dagger twisted left and right in Ma Zai's wound.

"what"

Ma Zai screamed deafeningly: "No, no!"

With a thud, he fell to his knees on the ground, clutching his wound and frantically begging for mercy: "I'm sorry, Boss, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"Humph!"

Luo Tianhong snorted coldly, grabbed Ma Zai by the collar and lifted him up, with a vigorous shake, he pushed him directly in front of Wang Bao.

Ma Zai's body knocked down on the card table, knocked down the wine glasses and foreign wine on the table, and made a mess all over the floor.

"Wang Bao."

Luo Tianhong held the hilt of the sword in both hands and held the Han sword in front of her body, moving her neck and looking at Wang Bao:

"You brought a bunch of these guys to our place to blackmail?! I think you're just messing around!"

"Hem home shovel!"

Wang Bao's face was ashen, looking at Ma Zai who was screaming in front of him, he raised his hand and punched Ma Zai in the chest:
"Disgraceful trash!"

Ma Zai spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled over and fell to the ground, dying of pain.

"Brother Bao."

Ji Bu crossed Erlang's legs, leaned his elbows on his knees, propped his cheeks on his hands, and looked at Wang Bao with a smile:

"Look, these few of you are not my opponents at all, so it's not appropriate for you to blackmail me."

He said in a playful tone: "I'm afraid, you have to do it yourself. I'm different. I have a lot of people in my hand, and I can fight everyone. I don't need to do it."

"Ma Jun!"

Wang Bao scolded in a deep voice: "When are you going to see it again?!" He turned his head and stared at Ma Jun sitting beside him:
"Go and tell him, is my Wang Bao messed up in the lake?"

"Snapped."

Ma Jun raised his hand and patted his trousers, stood up from his seat, and walked towards Luo Tianhong.

...

At this juncture, it really doesn't seem appropriate for him to watch from the sidelines.

A Ji stepped forward to block Ma Jun's path, and looked at him calmly:
"He uses long soldiers. You are not worthy to fight with him. If you win, you will inevitably win by force."

"Ha ha."

Ma Jun sneered, shook his hands and made an offensive gesture, staring at A Ji:

"Then I will deal with you first, and then I will deal with him."

The words fall.

He rushed forward suddenly, punched A Ji with his right hand very quickly on the head, A Ji tilted his head sideways to avoid, who knew that Ma Jun just swayed his left hand followed by an uppercut and hit A Ji jaw.

"Snapped!"

A Ji followed suit with his left hand, hit Ma Jun's arm and pressed down hard, his body and one arm were completely elbowed, and his hard elbow pushed up against Ma Jun's head.

Ma Jun leaned back quickly, and bent his hands back to cover his head, blocking A Ji's elbow.

"Boom!"

After two consecutive heavy blows with elbows, Ma Jun saw the timing and after pushing away A Ji's elbows, he bent his waist and stretched out his arms to hug A Ji's waist directly, pushing him towards the wall behind him. .

A Ji was pushed back quickly, and hit Ma Jun's back with two elbows in a row, but he didn't stop Ma Jun at all, and quickly backed away holding himself.

A Ji looked at the corner of the cabinet next to the wall behind him, and saw that he was about to hit it, so he stopped hitting quickly, bent down and lowered his center of gravity, grabbed Ma Jun's waist with both hands, and tapped his right foot to the ground at the right time Together with the strength of the arm, the whole person turned over and flew behind Ma Jun.

"Peng!"

Muffled all over.

The two fell to the ground and twisted together, their hands and feet restrained each other, and they fell into a deadlock, neither of them could do anything about the other.

"Clap clap clap!"

Looking at this scene, Ji Bu couldn't help but stood up and raised his hands to applaud: "Not bad, not bad, Senior Inspector Ma Jun's skills are obviously much better, and it's remarkable that he can evenly compete with A Ji."

Speaking of it.

He turned around and looked at Wang Bao who was sitting on the sofa: "The two of them must be nothing to watch. Next, which pony is Brother Bao going to play?"

Ji Bu stretched out his finger and pointed to the boys standing behind Wang Bao: "He? He? Or him?!" Then he shook his head: "It doesn't seem to work, it's just a group of atmosphere groups that don't even count as dishes. .”

He leaned over to look at Wang Bao, and put his palm on his shoulder: "It seems that if you want to blackmail me to take money from me tonight, it seems that you have to do it yourself, Brother Bao."

"good very good!"

Wang Bao looked at A Ji and Ma Jun who were lying on the ground, and then looked at Luo Tianhong: "I heard it a long time ago that Ji Bu has two special fighters in his hand. When I saw them today, I was really excited." Eyesight."

He gritted his teeth, patted his knees and stood up from the sofa: "Since you don't want to pay today, I'll come back another day."

"The next time you're willing to give me money, I'm afraid it won't be the amount you drank today, young man!"

Done.

Wang Bao walked towards the outside with big strides, and stopped when he passed by Luo Tianhong, his body was even with him.

...

The two are about the same height, one thin and the other fat, and the contrast is sharp.

suddenly.

Wang Bao suddenly reached out and grabbed the eight-faced Han sword scabbard in Luo Tianhong's hand, trying to draw the sword.

"Snapped!"

Luo Tianhong slapped out her left hand quickly, followed by retracting the hand holding the sword, and put her right hand holding the sword directly behind her, facing Wang Bao one after another.

"Clap clap clap!"

The two clapped their left and right hands together, and after a few consecutive moves, they stopped each other.

"I found you damned!"

Luo Tianhong frowned, and brought the right hand holding the Han sword back to the front of his body:
"Do you dare to touch my sword?!"

"Luo Tianhong!"

Wang Bao seemed to be muttering to himself, half turned his head and squinted at Luo Tianhong: "I heard that you were loyal to Lian Haolong a long time ago."

"What's the matter? I learned from Lu Bu's school, and the second surname is a slave?!"

"Ah!"

The expression on Luo Tianhong's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Wang Bao with the same squint: "I heard that Wang Bao is very good at fighting a long time ago, and Wang Bao has been able to fight all by relying on his own hard skills."

His tone paused, and he continued: "It's a good thing to be able to fight. My Eight-faced Han Sword is most interested in people like you who can fight."

"With a sword, nothing can be done."

Wang Bao shook his hands, and strode towards the outside: "Next time we meet, let me tell you that with real skill, any weapon can knock you off your horse."

As Wang Bao left, his pony left behind him.

"Wait a moment."

Wu Fei yelled at a group of them: "There's another one lying on the ground, hurry up and get out, dirty my place."

The horse boys dared not speak out, and came back gray and gray. Two people carried the horse boy lying on the ground out.

tonight.

Whether it was the confrontation between Wang Bao and Ji Bu, or the confrontation between the people below, Wang Bao didn't get any benefit.

Not only that.

The matter of coming here to ask Ji Bu for money tonight is destined to become a joke, which is generous.

"Aji."

Ji Bu called out softly: "Okay, let go. Speaking of which, Ma Jun is also a senior inspector, isn't he?"

"If you continue to fight, it will be assaulting the police. I'm afraid that Sir Ma will arrest you and take you to the police station for tea."

The language is not lethal, but the irony is full.

"Humph!"

Ma Jun and A Ji stretched out their hands, kicked each other to distance themselves, got up from the ground, patted their clothes, and stared at Ji Bu:

"Ji Bu, you are very good. You have so many thugs in your hands now, don't let me get caught!"

"You forgot, I have an official status now."

Ji Bu spread his arms and gestured to the people behind him: "We are innocent now, but I want to remind you, sir."

"You have been promoted to senior inspector now, how did you get promoted, you don't know?"

He walked up to Ma Jun, reached out and tugged at his collar, helping him to smooth out the wrinkled collar:

"It's easy for a white person to become black, but it's very difficult for a black person to become white again."

"Aren't you afraid of walking so close to Wang Bao?"

He patted Ma Jun on the shoulder: "I wish you good luck, Chief Ma. I believe that we will meet again soon. At that time, don't blame me for being too ruthless."

"it is good."

Ma Jun gritted his teeth and nodded, and looked at A Ji again: "You also take care of your subordinates, next time, he won't be so lucky."

Done.

Ma Jun disappeared into the corridor.

"Cool!"

Crowfly roared incomparably happily: "What Wang Bao, tonight, everyone is full of joy in front of us!"

Naturally, he could also see that Wang Bao tonight was just here to test their skills.

What happened tonight will make Wang Bao change his strategy against them.

"Ma Jun...Ma Jun."

Ji Bu thought for a while: "You go and investigate the details of this Ma Jun for me. He is no longer a police station, go and find out."

"He's definitely not clean."