Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

In response to Chen Jiaju's exclamation, Zhang Xian shook his head.

"Ka Kui, you only see the surface."

"First of all, even if everything goes well and we get 20 million, we have to pay taxes, but we also have to pay bonuses to the brothers who participated in the work, right? For a hundred people, each person would get tens of thousands at least."

"After all, security work is dangerous. How can we ask the brothers to take risks if we don't give them more bonuses?"

"That's five million, and we still have to bribe people. After all, if those foreigners don't express their opinions, Zhenghua will be in countless troubles."

"The remaining amount is only over 10 million. Zhenghua was established five months ago, and this is the only big deal. After paying back the money we paid before, there is only over 1 million left."

"Of this more than one million, I also have to pay other people's salaries, so I only get a few hundred thousand."

Everything Zhang Xian said was a lie. He did bribe some people, but the total amount was less than one million.

Those foreigners gave him face and some pocket money, but if they didn't give him face, he would go down to sell salted duck eggs.

Chen Jiaju nodded as if he understood, but he couldn't understand how more than 23 million could be reduced to a few hundred thousand.

"Ah Xian, then your security company has been losing money, right?"

Chen Jiaju asked his doubts. The newspaper said that Zhang Xian was one of the richest people in Hong Kong Island.

Still the youngest and most handsome one.

After hearing what Zhang Xian said, it seems like his company is not making money.

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Ka Kui, our Zhenghua does not only have the security business. We also have other profitable businesses."

"Like toilet paper, hygiene...contraception..."

When Chen Jiaju, an adult, heard Zhang Xian talking about these adult products, he felt embarrassed.

"Ah Xian, why do you always do things like this?"

Zhang Xian explained: "Ka Kui, AIDS can be prevented but not cured. Only if we do a good job in this aspect, can we ..."

"Stop, stop. I don't understand this. Let's get back to the topic."

Chen Jiaju quickly brought the topic back.

"Okay, Ka Kui, the main reason I came to you is that I hope to get the cooperation of your police this time. If you don't have any missions recently, I hope you can come forward on this side of the police."

Zhang Xian also immediately stated the purpose of his visit to Chen Jiaju.

Chen Jiaju nodded in agreement without even thinking about it.

"OK, no problem. I'll just report to the director later."

This is why Zhang Xian looked for Chen Jiaju. The reason why Zhang Xian spent so much time and effort on Chen Jiaju was for this moment.

"Come on, Ka Kui, let's have a drink!"

A day later, Chen Jiaju led a team to check Zhenghua’s guns and then joined the security operation.

Tell outsiders that it is supervision.

Chen Jiaju was very dedicated. He went with Zhang Xian to inspect the exhibition site, and then conducted inspections and made security arrangements...

Meanwhile, plans were underway on the other side.

This was a script that Zhang Xian had prepared long ago.

Ah Hao has already shown his personality, and now he needs to interact with Uncle Zhongyong.

It was a sunny morning. Uncle Zhongyong was sitting on the balcony as usual, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard.

Uncle Zhongyong immediately climbed up from the beach chair and asked, "What's going on?"

His bodyguard, Awei, asked something into the intercom, then immediately pulled out his gun and took Uncle Zhongyong to the wall.

"Uncle Yong, they said that there is a group of assassins coming down here with more than ten guns, and they are exchanging fire..."

"What!" Uncle Zhongyong was stunned. He had been here for a few days and nothing had happened. How come a killer suddenly appeared?

"Could it be Jiang Tiansheng?" Uncle Zhongyong said to himself.

Soon, the gunshots got closer.

"Oh no, Uncle Yong, let's go out the back door. We can't hold on any longer down there!" Awei felt that something was wrong and pulled people to leave through the back door.

Uncle Zhongyong nodded and cooperated with Awei's arrangement.

However, as soon as I walked into the living room, I heard dense footsteps.

There seemed to be a large group of people rushing up quickly.

They soon met each other, and Wei saw that it was neither theirs nor Zhenghua's.

"It's a killer, move back!" Awei pulled Uncle Zhongyong, closed the balcony door, then moved the sofa chair on the balcony and pushed it against the door.

Bang, bang, bang... People were standing in the living room and shooting towards the balcony.

"What should we do?" Uncle Zhongyong asked Awei.

Awei didn't expect that these people would come so quickly. It was completely beyond his expectations.

"What do the people from Zhenghua do? They are responsible for the periphery!"

Awei lay on the ground and spoke angrily.

Uncle Zhongyong had seen many storms and knew that now was not the time to pursue responsibility: "Okay, Awei, what should we do now?"

Awei raised his hand and fired a few shots, temporarily forcing back the people in the room.

At this moment, a man was lying on the balcony, leaning his head out and shouting, "Uncle Yong, Wei Ge, get out of here!"

Ah Wei looked back and said in surprise: "Ah Hao! Uncle Yong, go from Ah Hao!"

"You go first, I'll cover you!" Ah Wei said, he stood up, fired a few shots into the room, and then blocked the door with his body.

Uncle Zhongyong nodded, stood up and quickly walked to Ah Hao's place, only to find that Ah Hao had thrown a rope onto the balcony and tied it to the fence.

Uncle Zhongyong and Awei climbed up the rope from the second-floor balcony to the first floor, then ran out.

While running, Ah Wei was shot in the thigh. Uncle Zhongyong and Ah Hao dragged him into the car with great difficulty.

"Ah Wei, are you okay?" Uncle Zhongyong looked at Ah Wei who was shot in the thigh.

Ah Wei shook his head, then looked at Ah Hao who was driving: "Ah Hao, where are you going?"

Ah Hao said quickly: "Uncle Yong, Brother Wei, I don't know where these people came from. All our brothers in Zhenghua are dead."

"We can only go to the company first..."

Just as he finished speaking, his car was blocked in the middle of the road by several cars, and several submachine guns were extended from the windows.

Bang, bang, bang, bang... the cars were shot at. It was obvious that the people in these cars were also killers.

"Uncle Yong, Wei Ge, be careful!" Ah Hao said, raising his gun and firing back.

After firing a few shots, he ran out of bullets, threw the gun away, and kicked open the car door: "Uncle Yong, Wei Ge, get out of the car and go into the alley!"

Next to the car, there is an alley leading to a residential building.

"Run upstairs. I've called for backup. People from the company will be here soon!"

The three of them were ready to run upstairs, but Ah Wei, who had a thigh injury, couldn't run fast, so he made up his mind and shouted to Ah Hao, "Ah Hao, help me protect Yong Bo, I'll cover you."

As he said this, he pushed away Ah Hao's support, turned around, leaned against the wall, and fired back.

Facing so many people, there is only one outcome for Wei if he stays.

Uncle Zhongyong shouted anxiously: "Ah Wei!"

Ah Hao bent down, picked up Uncle Zhongyong, and ran upstairs. After running half a floor, he heard gunshots coming from downstairs.

After a few seconds, everything returned to silence, and the sound of dense footsteps could be heard at the stairs.

Awei died.

Ah Hao pulled Uncle Zhongyong upstairs, and someone was chasing them downstairs.

When passing by a pile of junk and seeing a large pile of cardboard, Ah Hao suddenly had an idea and hid in the pile of cardboard with Uncle Zhongyong.

The two men hid inside, listening to the people chasing them passing by, their hearts in their throats.

After the others had walked for a while, Ah Hao stood up and said, "Uncle Yong, they've gone upstairs. Let's go downstairs now!"

Now Uncle Zhongyong can only listen to Ah Hao's arrangements, and the two of them escape in the opposite direction.

After going down two floors, I saw Ah Wei lying in a pool of blood.

Uncle Zhongyong's eyes blurred, and sadness rose from his heart: "Ah Wei..."

"Uncle Yong, let's go!" Ah Hao pulled the sad Uncle Zhongyong downstairs.