Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Liu Xu nodded slightly, turned his deep gaze to Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi beside him, and used his eyes to convey the order for them to take action.

He knew very well that he could not do this matter by himself, especially when Windsor, who held the important position of Superintendent of Police, was standing next to him.

Although this was a request made by the other party and she did not show any hostility at the moment, the road ahead is long and he has always been cautious about how to make a living.

As for why Chen Dao or Wang Ergou and others were not allowed to carry out this task, it was actually out of consideration for their expertise and personalities.

They may be able to face gunfights with other gangs calmly.

But facing opponents who have lost the ability to resist, Liu Xu is worried that the primitive violence will inadvertently erode their hearts and leave an indelible haze.

The Tianyang Seven-Man Group is completely different. They are a group of elite mercenaries who have been on the brink of life and death for many years before being recruited by Liu Xu.

They have long been accustomed to all kinds of cruel and bloody scenes, even to the point of being almost numb.

Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi understood what he meant, and quickly took out a pistol from his arms, ready to execute the order at this critical moment.

"Wait a moment."

Windsor hurriedly shouted to Tian Yang and the other man to stop them. Then, she added firmly: "Don't use guns. I won't allow them to die so easily!"

Tian Yang and the other man heard what happened and saw Liu Xu nodded slightly to agree to Windsor's request, then took the stick from the younger brother who was waiting outside the door.

The door closed heavily again, blocking any possibility of outsiders prying in. The two men holding sticks were like executioners performing a sacred ritual.

Starting with the younger brothers of the Vietnamese gang, one stick after another, accurately and cruelly fell on the bodies of those who were no longer able to resist.

Their movements may seem rough, but every swing is like ruthlessly "pulling carrots", stripping away the opponent's vitality bit by bit, leaving pain as their last memory.

When it was Watson's turn, he just woke up with difficulty from a deep coma.

What I saw before my eyes was a blurry and horrifying scene: my whole body was covered in sticky blood and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Then he discovered to his horror that a stick was raised high, ready to be ruthlessly swung at his head.

At this critical moment, Watson instinctively raised his trembling arms and tried his best to protect his head, while bursting out a desperate and rapid cry:

"Wait! Stop! I'm one of you, don't kill me! We are Officer Wen on the same side, and I'm an undercover sent by the police force to the Vietnam Gang!"

His voice was filled with desire for life and fear of death, echoing in this small and depressing space.

When Tian Yangsheng heard Watson's words, the stick in his hand suddenly stopped at a distance of 30 centimeters from Watson's head. He turned his eyes to Liu Xu, waiting for the next instruction.

When Watson's shout rang out, not only Liu Xu heard it, but Windsor who was standing next to him also heard it.

She first looked Watson up and down carefully to confirm that he was not the core figure in this incident. Windsor waved her hand decisively with an unquestionable dominance.

"Take him to the lobby and give him a call. Ask him to contact his superior to come to this nightclub and pick him up in person."

Her voice was steady and powerful, and every word she said revealed an authority that could not be disobeyed.

Then, Windsor's gaze pierced Watson's eyes like a sharp sword. There was both a cold warning and unquestionable determination in her eyes.

"Remember, I only give you one hour. If your limit hasn't appeared within one hour, then unfortunately, your life will still come to an abrupt end."

Seeing this, Liu Xu quickly understood Windsor's intention and glanced at the three Vietnamese brothers. He gently winked at Tian Yangyi, indicating that he should immediately follow Windsor's orders.

Tian Yangyi received Liu Xu's signal, then stepped forward, followed Windsor's instructions, and took Watson directly out of the bathroom.

As for Tian Yangsheng, after successfully hammering the rest of the men to death, he was approaching Tony with steady steps, the stick in his hand cutting through the air and pointing directly at Tony's vital points.

However, at this critical moment, Tony's head suddenly tilted slightly, like a nimble snake avoiding an arrow, and instantly dodged the fatal blow.

At the same time, Brother Zha, who had been lying on the ground motionless, suddenly opened his eyes. A determined light suddenly burst out of his eyes, and he suddenly stood up and rushed towards Tian Yangsheng.

He was like an enraged beast, desperately pouncing on Tian Yangsheng. His hands were like iron clamps, tightly locking Tian Yangsheng's waist.

However, Tian Yangsheng was a mercenary and had been through many battles. He quickly adjusted his body and used the reaction force of the wall.

A precise elbow strike hit Zha Ge's spine like lightning, and the pain instantly distorted his expression.

On the other side, taking advantage of the opportunity created by Big Brother Zha Ge, Tony and Ah Hu opened their eyes at the same time in tacit understanding and launched a swift counterattack.

He rushed straight towards Windsor who was beside Liu Xu, intending to take this key figure hostage.

However, what the three did not know was that their plan had already been anticipated by Liu Xu.

From the moment Watson woke up and begged for mercy, revealing his undercover identity, his keen senses captured the abnormal fluctuations in Tony, Ahu and Zha Ge's heartbeats, which were manifestations of tension.

It was just because he had the mentality of a cat playing with mouse that Liu Xu did not expose them directly, but waited quietly for their performance.

When Tony and Ah Hu approached him like two dark shadows, Liu Xu finally moved.

His movements were swift and graceful. He stretched out his body like a cheetah attacking and instantly crossed the boundaries of space.

A precise kick landed on Tony's knee, accompanied by a crisp sound of bones colliding. Tony's attack was instantly shattered like a kite with a broken string.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xu's left hand stretched out like lightning, easily catching Ah Hu's heavy punch, and then using the force, he delivered a clean shoulder throw.

Ah Hu was smashed hard into the squat toilet area of ​​the bathroom, causing dust to fly and debris to scatter.

Before everyone could catch their breath, Liu Xu threw another flying kick, hitting Tony in the side. The powerful force made Tony completely unable to resist and unable to move.

This series of movements was smooth and powerful, as if it was a dance that had been rehearsed countless times. It instantly quelled the riot in the bathroom and returned it to dead silence.

Windsor, frightened by Tony and Ah Hu's momentum, looked at the scene which had returned to silence and looked at Liu Xu in shock.

After Liu Xu finished all this, he lightly brushed off the non-existent dust, his face was calm and he simply said:

"Go on, Asheng." His voice was calm and firm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial game.

When Tian Yangsheng heard this, a cold look flashed in his eyes. He slowly bent down and picked up the stick that had fallen to the ground.

Slowly walked towards the scum brother who was collapsed on the ground, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Under the shocked and desperate gazes of Tony and Ah Hu, Tian Yangsheng stopped and gently rotated the stick in his hand, as if he was performing a silent ritual.

He stared at Brother Zha, and with unquestionable strength, he swung the stick in his hand violently, his movements were swift and precise, without the slightest hesitation.

The stick cut through the air, making a whistling sound, and hit Brother Zha hard on his vital points. Every blow was accompanied by Brother Zha's wails of pain.