Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

After returning to the car, Dafei felt his whole body shaking.

He thought he could go to Jiang Tiansheng for help, but he didn't expect Jiang Tiansheng to also offer a reward for him, regardless of his life or death...

"Brother Dafei, didn't you want to make a phone call? Why are you back again?" Ding Yixie looked at Dafei strangely, somewhat confused.

Da Fei was just about to speak when he suddenly noticed the gangsters who had just spoken were walking towards him.

He was so scared that he immediately bent over and hid his face.

"Brother Fei? What are you doing?"

"Don't talk. Have those people left?"

Ding Yixie was puzzled: "Did anyone leave?"

"The person who was next to the car just now." Dafei asked carefully.

Ding Yixie stuck his head out of the window, looked around, and didn't see anyone there, so he shook his head and said, "No one?"

Da Fei was a little unconvinced: "Really?"

"Really? Why would I lie to you?"

Only after Ding Yixie gave repeated assurances did Dafei raise his head.

When he found that the gangsters had not gone far, he lowered his head again. After the gangsters had gone far away, Dafei stood up carefully and rolled up the car window.

He also found a pair of sunglasses in the car and put them on, then started the car, left the street and drove towards the countryside.

Seeing Dafei driving the car back, Ding Yixie couldn't sit still: "Brother Dafei, where are you going?"

Listening to Ding Yixie's question, Dafei was a little hesitant about whether to tell him that Jiang Tiansheng had offered a reward for him.

The main reason was that he didn't quite trust Ding Yixie and was afraid that this guy would sell him out for one million.

After hesitating for more than a minute, Dafei decided not to say it.

After all, this guy is not a loyal person.

"Those guys just now are my enemy's minions. If they see us, we're done for."

"Don't even think about seeking revenge on Zhang Xian by then. I guess we'll have been hacked to death in front of Zhang Xian."

Dafei made up an excuse and then turned the topic to Zhang Xian.

When his enemy Zhang Xian was mentioned, Ding Yixie no longer cared about it and immediately clenched his fists: "Brother Dafei, we are going to seek revenge on Zhang Xian!"

Ding Yixie's two middle fingers were cut off and replaced with two wooden carved fingers, but they were just for show and could not be bent or make normal finger movements.

When he makes a fist, the two prosthetic fingers do not clench with him, but stand straight as if Ding Yixie is raising his middle finger.

Seeing his two ridiculous middle fingers, Ding Yixie gnashed his teeth and said, "Brother Dafei, when the time comes, I will chop off Zhang Xian's fingers one by one, and his toes too..."

Dafei found a half-smoked cigarette butt in the car, lit it with a lighter, took a puff, and exhaled a puff of green smoke.

"Huh - Xiao Ding, what are you going to do?" Da Fei looked at Ding Yixie.

"Ah? What?" Ding Yixie was stunned by the question. Normally, he let his subordinates deal with others.

Now Dafei asked him how he planned to deal with Zhang Xian, he had no idea at all. He didn't even know where Zhang Xian was, so how could he deal with him?

"Why? You boasted to me before that you were great, and you even said that you were the one who led the people in the Zhongqing Society to kill people."

Ding Yixie lowered his head in embarrassment. He didn't have the courage to hack anyone. At most, he would bring a large group of people to chase and hack one person.

They only dare to do things like bullying the minority with the majority, which is the case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"Brother Dafei, you are the boss now, I will listen to you." Ding Yixi returned the question to Dafei.

Da Fei smiled disdainfully, then said self-deprecatingly: "I thought you were so brave? Now it seems that you are just like this."

Ding Yixie didn't dare to talk back when being ridiculed. After all, he was no longer the second in command of Zhongqing Society, but just a stray dog.

Still a crippled, homeless dog.

"Hahaha, how can I compare to Brother Da Fei? Brother Da Fei, you single-handedly killed the Thunder God of the Sanlian Gang..."

Ding Yixie deliberately mentioned Da Fei's heroic deeds, intending to flatter him, but he flattered the wrong person.

Da Fei's eyes turned cold and he warned, "I'm warning you, I didn't kill Lei Gong, it was Zhang Xian's bastard and me."

"Zhang Xian, this bastard, is on friendly terms with Liang Kun. He is indeed as sinister and cunning as Liang Kun!"

The car drove all the way from Yuen Long to Tai Po. After arriving in Tai Po, the two prepared to change their clothes.

But both men were penniless and no money was found in the car. However, there were two machetes, the kind that gangsters often used to chop people.

"Try to get some money."

Da Fei thought so. After all, if he wanted to take revenge on Zhang Xian, he would need money. If nothing else, he would at least need a gun, right?

Guns are not a necessity, but they still need to eat these days, right? They can't just beg for food, right?

Although he had a full meal last time, most of the night had passed and Ding Yixie was hungry.

Smelling the aroma wafting from the food stall not far away, Ding Yixie nodded: "Yes, I need to make some money."

"Don't just talk, think of a solution?" Da Fei scolded impatiently.

But Ding Yixie is a waste among wastes. There is basically no hope for him to make money.

"Damn it, you and I are both gangsters. Here are two knives, one for each of us. We'll find a rich guy and drag him into the car..."

Now he has no way out, both the black and white forces are chasing him, and Da Fei has started to become more ruthless.

After handing the knife to Ding Yixie, Da Fei began to look for a suitable target on the street.

However, before they could speak, a wretched middle-aged man with a big belly walked over.

After looking at their van, he asked, "Hey, are you carrying any goods? There's a batch of goods that needs to go to Mong Kok urgently..."

Da Fei was startled and quickly put down the machete in his hand. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard the person in front of him say:

"Well, I ordered a birthday package from Liansheng's Xian Ge, and originally arranged for someone to deliver it, but who knew that guy got drunk and drove the car into the river..."

Hearing Zhang Xian's name, Dafei and Ding Yixie both perked up.

"Hey, are you going to deliver it or not? I'm in a hurry, please speak!" The boss who was looking for them to deliver the goods acted very anxiously: "If you don't deliver it, I will find someone else, what a waste of time..."

Da Fei's brain was working rapidly, and he felt that this was an opportunity, so he agreed: "I'll give it to you, of course, but you have to pay extra."

Upon hearing this, the boss of Shoutao was furious and said, "You are taking advantage of someone else's misfortune. Are you going to give me the 500 yuan? If not, I will find someone else!"

"Five hundred yuan, that's five hundred yuan. Consider it a courtesy from us." Da Fei was afraid that the boss would ask someone else, so he agreed reluctantly.

"Here is the address. Don't be late. I have specifically told Brother Xian from Liansheng to deliver it before 12 o'clock."

Soon, the boss gave a deposit of two hundred yuan, then asked the waiter to put the birthday peaches on the car, and then reminded him several times to deliver the birthday peaches.

Just like that, Da Fei accepted the task of delivering birthday peaches without thinking and drove to Mong Kok.

The car left Tai Po and Gao Jin walked down from upstairs.

Taibao, who was dressed as the boss of Shoutao, came over rubbing his hands and said, "Brother Jin, was there any problem with my performance just now?"

Gao Jin nodded coldly: "Well, the performance is not bad..."

Huadi's bodyguard was arranged to act in a film and television company due to his limited ability, and was just borrowed by Gao Jin for use.