Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

Ah Hao dragged Uncle Zhongyong downstairs, and Uncle Zhongyong kept looking back at Ah Wei who was lying on the ground.

He stared for a few seconds before gritting his teeth and turning to go downstairs.

As soon as the two of them went downstairs, Ah Wei, who was lying on the ground, covered his head and opened his eyes:

"What kind of motorcycle is this?"

Awei touched his body and found that there was no muzzle where he was shot, but there was a big bump on his head.

"Blank bullet?" Ah Wei felt something was wrong.

Just now, after he ran out of bullets, those people didn't kill him, but rushed up and knocked him unconscious.

"Damn, something's wrong!" By the time he realized something was wrong, someone had already hit him on the head with a baseball bat.

Awei, who had just woken up, fell to the ground again.

His attacker put down his baseball bat, took out cable ties, taped the man's mouth, tied his hands and feet, and dragged him into the room.

Then he took out the mop and cleaning agent and started cleaning the bloodstains on the floor.

staircase.

The two of them rushed downstairs quickly, and after taking a few steps, they found someone guarding the door.

"stop!"

The two were discovered.

Ah Hao continued to pull Zhongyongbo to escape. Bang bang bang, the people shooting from behind chased and shot at the same time.

"Uncle Yong!" Ah Hao shouted and stood beside Uncle Zhongyong.

Bang! With a gunshot, a bloody hole exploded from Ah Hao's shoulder, and blood splattered on Uncle Zhongyong's face.

"Ah Hao!" Uncle Zhongyong finally reacted when he saw Ah Hao being shot.

Ah Hao said nothing, pushed Uncle Zhongyong, ran into a warehouse, and closed the door.

"Block the door!" Ah Hao looked back and blocked some abandoned furniture in the warehouse.

The two of them worked together to block the door with all the movable objects in the warehouse.

After working for a few minutes and blocking the door with everything that could be used, he sat down to rest.

"Huh - Ah Hao, are you okay?" After letting out a long sigh, Uncle Zhongyong asked the injured Ah Hao.

Ah Hao covered his wound and shook his head: "It's okay, the bullet didn't hit the bone."

Seeing that Ah Hao was fine, Uncle Zhongyong leaned against the wall and sighed:

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Zhao Zhongyong, would die in a foreign land after living a lifetime..."

"But it doesn't matter. This is also our home..."

There was no way out of the warehouse, although the door was temporarily blocked to prevent people outside from coming in.

But in the eyes of Earl Zhongyong, he was doomed today.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yong, I have already asked the company for help, and people from the company will be here soon." Ah Hao comforted Uncle Zhongyong.

Uncle Zhongyong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Hahaha, silly boy, you don't understand."

"These killers were able to break in so easily. It must be Jiang Tiansheng and your boss Zhang Xian working together."

"They have teamed up to kill me, right, Ah Hao? I'm sorry to have implicated you."

Earl Zhongyong spoke earnestly, and from what he said he thought that Zhang Xian and Jiang Tiansheng had joined forces to kill him.

Ah Hao didn't know how to respond when he heard this, after all, this was not in the script.

This is what happens to new actors. Once they deviate from the script, they don’t know how to act.

"Uncle Yong, I don't think our boss is like that..." Ah Hao, feeling guilty, still tried to defend Zhang Xian.

"Haha, you are too young, you don't understand." Uncle Zhongyong regretted very much that he should not have come to Hong Kong Island.

Ah Hao didn't say much, he just had to act according to the plot.

Seeing that Ah Hao didn't say anything, Uncle Zhongyong didn't continue to say these discouraging words.

Both fell silent.

Five minutes later, the two heard intensive gunfire coming from outside, as if two parties were exchanging fire.

The two looked at each other, and just when Uncle Zhongyong was about to ask something, the intercom rang.

Ah Hao picked up the phone and answered: "This is Ah Hao."

"Ah Hao, right? I'm Gao Jin. I'm here. Where are you now?"

Ah Hao excitedly said to Uncle Zhongyong: "Uncle Yong, we are saved. People from the company are here."

Uncle Zhongyong was a little suspicious. He suspected that Zhang Xian and Jiang Tiansheng were in cahoots.

Calling now is just to trick them out.

"Ah Hao, don't get excited, just give it a try." After thinking for a while, Uncle Zhongyong said to Ah Hao.

"Ah?" Ah Hao was stunned. Isn't this different from the plot arrangement?

Ah Hao's surprise was in line with his character. Uncle Zhongyong didn't think much about it and continued:

"If you do this, let them call the police..."

"Call the police?" Ah Hao looked embarrassed. If they called the police, wouldn't their whole play be exposed?

"That's right, we don't have any phones with us..." Uncle Zhongyong didn't notice Ah Hao's worry and thought that Ah Hao didn't bring his phone with him either.

That's why he looked embarrassed.

"Forget it, just tell them, they are here for me, I just hope they don't get you into trouble..."

Ah Hao breathed a sigh of relief and explained his location using the walkie-talkie.

A few minutes later, Gao Jin and his men came over, and Ah Hao and Uncle Zhong Yong moved the furniture that was blocking the door.

"Mr. Zhao, are you okay? Are you okay?"

The shooting that Zhongyong Bo imagined did not happen, but what did happen was Gao Jin's concerned greetings.

"It's okay, are you Zhang Xian's people?"

Gao Jin nodded: "I am Gao Jin, the director of Zhenghua Security. We received Ah Hao's request for help and came here immediately."

"When we came over here, we had a gunfight with a group of people."

"Mr. Zhao, although we are still unclear about what happened, let's move to another safe house first."

"The police will be here soon. Mr. Zhao's identity is a bit troublesome..."

After hearing Gao Jin's words, Earl Zhongyong nodded and chose to temporarily believe the person in front of him.

"Oh, right, my dead men..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, we will make all the arrangements."

Zhongyongbo and Ah Hao were transferred to a car and taken to another safe house.

Looking at Ah Hao whose wound had been bandaged, Uncle Zhongyong thought of Ah Wei who was covering for him.

"Ah Hao, how do you feel?" Uncle Zhongyong walked over to Ah Hao and sat down.

Ah Hao smiled and said, "I'm fine, but recently, my left hand can't move. Wei Ge..."

Uncle Zhongyong shook his head: "Haha, this is how it is in our line of work. People always say that we have one foot on the coffin and the other on the prison."

"Ah Wei has been with me for ten years. When I accepted him as my disciple ten years ago, I told him that life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God..."

Uncle Zhongyong sighed a few times, and then asked about Ah Hao's family: "Ah Hao, tell me about your story. I heard a little bit from Ah Wei. Tell me about it."

Ah Hao nodded, and then said, "My family has been very poor since I was a child, and I didn't even have money to go to school."

"I started doing odd jobs before I finished high school. When I was 17, my mom and my sister started a street stall."

"There was a thug on the street who wanted to bully my mom and my sister, so I got into a fight with him and was taken to a juvenile labor camp for nine months."

"Luckily I'm not an adult, otherwise I would have gone to prison. After I got out of the labor camp, I couldn't find a job..."

"My mother is paralyzed and my sister has dropped out of school. I have no choice but to find a way to make money."

"I used to push a cart and sell things. When I heard Zhenghua was recruiting, I came here..."