Domination of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Variety Show

"Well, Boss, once I'm settled, I'll find someone to bring her over..."

Dongguanzi considered Zhang Xian's proposal.

Just as Zhang Xian wanted to say a few heartfelt words and close the distance between them, a group of people came running over from the street.

"Stop! Don't run!"

Noisy.

A man was running in front, and eight people with machetes were chasing him from behind.

Such scenes are not uncommon in the Hong Kong Island of this world. They are just gangsters hacking people.

When the owner of the food stall saw this, he instantly became nervous and quickly hid himself in the store, asking his employees to move the tables and chairs to prevent them from being damaged by these people.

When this happened, Dongguanzi and Feiji immediately became alert.

"Boss, there's a situation. The person being chased and hacked seems to be the one who had a fight with the Hongxing Prince today." The sharp-eyed Feiji recognized the person being chased.

Zhang Xian stood up and took a look, and it was indeed Gao Jin. This man was an expert, and if the prince had not been drugged, he would definitely lose.

"Airplane, Dongguanzi, help me!" Zhang Xian said, picking up the folding stool under the table.

Feiji and Dongguanzi, without asking why, followed Zhang Xian's example and used a folding stool as a weapon, while Feiji held an empty wine bottle in one hand.

"Gao Jin! Come here!" Zhang Xian shouted to Gao Jin. Gao Jin, who was about to cross the road, saw Zhang Xian.

There was a slight hesitation in his eyes, he put one foot on the fence, turned around and ran towards the food stall.

The knifeman behind him chased him relentlessly, wielding a machete.

The food stall owner saw that his stall was about to become a battlefield, and his face turned black: "Why am I so unlucky today!"

The guys who had moved the stools and tables earlier also prepared to take shelter and ran into the store.

The boss shouted, "Close the door."

The other diners fled screaming.

Although he didn't understand what was going on with these people, he knew they were there to help him, so Gao Jin ran over.

Seeing that Gao Jin was not in good condition, Zhang Xian gestured: "Stand at the back."

Gao Jin panted heavily, nodded, sat down on the chair, and panted heavily: "Huh - they are a team, their boss bet on me to win before."

"I lost a million dollars, and now they're blaming me for it. I don't admit it, so they're attacking me..."

After Gao Jin finished speaking, several knifemen chased up to Zhang Xian and stopped when they saw Zhang Xian and his men.

The leader was a bald man, pointing a machete at Zhang Xian: "You guys want to protect him? Where are you from? We are here to work together, those who have nothing to do with us should leave! Don't break the rules!"

Before anyone on Zhang Xian's side spoke, a long-haired man next to the bald man recognized the plane next to Zhang Xian.

“Brother Lei, this person is He Liansheng’s plane, the one that just defeated Wu Guinan!”

The bald man called Brother Lei looked at Zhang Xian and asked, "Are you from Liansheng?"

Zhang Xian introduced himself according to the rules: "He Liansheng, Zhang Xian."

The bald man thought for a moment, then snorted coldly: "I haven't heard of it! We, Hetu, have nothing to do with you and Liansheng!"

"This guy owes us one million. Either hand him over or pay the money."

Zhang Xian looked back at Gao Jin, then said to the bald man, "What money? You said you owe one million, so it's one million?"

"Then I'll say you owe me 10 million! Do you admit it?"

Brother Lei saw that Zhang Xian didn't give him face and asked directly: "You! Well, you want to help him, right?"

"Well, how about you leave?" Zhang Xian looked at Brother Lei's shoulder. As long as the other party made a move, he could hit him first.

Zhang Xian is not very famous. Brother Lei thinks he is just a minor character in Liansheng. He looks so young, maybe just a Blue Lantern.

Not even Lao Sijiu.

"Okay, you want to help someone, right? Then let's see if you are qualified! Let's chop them all down together!" After Brother Lei said this, he was ready to take action.

Just as he was speaking, Zhang Xian took action, swinging a folding stool with one hand and hitting Brother Lei hard on the head.

"Ah..." Brother Lei suffered a heavy blow and sat down on the ground with blood from his head all over his face.

This Lei Ge has seen the world, and even though he was being bullied, he still didn't hesitate and cursed at his men:

"Damn it, what are you standing there for? Chop the fuck up!"

The younger brothers finally reacted: "Kill! Chop them to death!"

Zhang Xian took the lead, holding a folding stool and smashing it at the knifeman in front of him. The Dongguan guy behind him also became fierce, grabbing the folding stool with both hands and waving it wildly.

The plane rushed straight up, and after the beer bottle exploded on its head, the bottle under it turned into two daggers.

The folding stool is very useful. It allows Zhang Xian to hit the hands of the knifemen before they can chop him.

The long-haired man who had spoken earlier was hit on the forearm by Zhang Xian with great force. His forearm felt numb and he could not hold the machete anymore.

The machete fell to the ground, and Changmao touched his unconscious hand: "My hand!"

Zhang Xian hit him on the shoulder with a stool again, and Changmao fainted on the ground.

Zhang Xian kept waving his hands left and right, knocking the knife-wielding men in front of him to the ground.

In less than a minute, only three of the eight knifemen were left. The three stood at the back and were out of the folding stool's attack range.

Seeing their own people falling one by one, they began to feel fear.

The remaining three knifemen looked at each other and asked, "What should we do?"

Before he could reply, the sound of a police car dispatched was heard in the distance, and the remaining knifemen turned and ran.

Hearing the sound of the police car, Zhang Xian also put down the folding chair in his hand: "Get in the car!"

Several people got into the car quickly, and Gao Jin followed.

"Amao, go to the company!"

Gao Jin sat between the plane and Zhang Xian, with cold sweat on his head.

"My name is Zhang Xian, this is the airplane, Dongguan boy, A Mao."

Gao Jin nodded: "My name is Gao Jin."

As expected, Gao Jin also has an achievement, which is called [Suit Thug]

[Suit thug, when wearing a suit, temperament +1, combat power doubled]

[Unlocking conditions: Wear a suit and defeat 00 people. Current progress: 100/]

Looking at the other person's achievements and face, Zhang Xian confirmed Gao Jin's identity, the warden of Sha Po Lang No. 2 Middle School.

More than ten years ago, he was nearly hacked to death in Hong Kong Island, and it was Mr. Hong who saved him.

Mr. Hong, a person who deals in human trafficking and organ trade... Zhang Xian would get rid of such a person even if there was no benefit.

Gao Jin's physical fitness is very high, reaching an astonishing 4 points. He is the person with the strongest physical fitness Zhang Xian has ever seen.

No wonder he could run several blocks even after being drugged.

If he put on a suit and activated the suit thug, Zhang Xian estimated that only one of him and Chen Jiaju could defeat him in the furniture store.

Such a person must be recruited, so Zhang Xian deliberately said:

"I know. I just watched the match between you and Hongxing Prince. You could have won..."

When Gao Jin heard Zhang Xian talking about this, he raised his head angrily: "If I hadn't been deceived by someone who said that the prince would lose more slowly, I would have defeated him long ago."

"Those people are so despicable. They put drugs in my water..."

Gao Jin was right. The prince was very strong, but he was definitely no match for Gao Jin.

Zhang Xian nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the prince is no match for you, you are a very capable fighter!"