Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Scallen took a deep breath and ordered:

"Deputy Director Galen, I will give you the transfer order documents later. I hope you can coordinate with the Hong Kong garrison to ensure that they are on standby at all times and ready to support this operation."

"Our goal is very clear, which is to carry out a complete annihilation operation against the 'Vietnamese Gang' gang of thugs. Remember, I demand that no one be left alive to prevent future troubles!"

Everyone in the meeting room was shocked when they heard this, and they thought to themselves, "The Governor is not only trying to forcefully label the 'Vietnamese Gang', but is also trying to silence them completely."

"I didn't expect that the Governor, who usually looks amiable, could be so cruel and ruthless."

The three people who looked at each other could see from their eyes that Scarlen attached great importance to this incident. They all nodded firmly, indicating that they would fully cooperate with each other's work.

Scarlen once again glanced at everyone in the conference room, his eyes full of determination and strength:

"We must make this operation foolproof. We must not only completely eliminate the cancer of the 'Vietnamese Gang', but also use this as an opportunity."

"We will show the people of Hong Kong our firm determination and strong ability to safeguard the safety of Hong Kong Island."

Finally, Scarlen looked at Guan Yifu and the other two again, and said with an admonition: "Three directors, you have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders. Now, please start the deployment immediately."

The three of them nodded again, then turned and left the meeting room, beginning to prepare for the upcoming annihilation operation.

The other people in the conference room also began to get busy, contributing their own efforts to the upcoming action.

An annihilation operation against the "Vietnamese Gang" was quietly launched under the personal arrangement of Scarlen.

What no one knows is that today’s action will have a profound impact on the future of Hong Kong’s community.

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Meanwhile, in the north, in Beijing, in Sijiu Hutong in Dongcheng District, Huang Mao was bragging to a thin young man who looked to be in his early twenties about his experiences in Pengcheng and Hong Kong Island.

He first patted the other person's shoulder gently, and his tone was full of the aura of an old leader, "Xiao Zhong, I tell you, with your skills, you should go out and make a living."

"Instead of staying in your 49th alley and being a 'troublemaker', although life is indeed easy and casual, but a stagnant life will sooner or later wear away your youthful spirit."

Having said that, he put his arm around the other's neck and looked calmly at his elder brothers Wu Jianbei and Wang Tao, who had not yet come out of the courtyard.

He looked at Ah Gou who was a little distance away from him and leaned close to the young man's ear, "Brother Mao, let me tell you something, most of you 'troublemakers' grew up together."

"Although there are fights from time to time, they are always confined to a certain area, and I can't experience the excitement of the martial arts world at all. Back then, when your brother Bei and I were having fun in Hong Kong Island..."

"Brother Mao, I am no longer the gangster I used to be." The young man named Xiaozhong interrupted Huangmao with embarrassment and reminded him.

Huang Mao didn't care about Ah Zhong's interruption, but took advantage of the situation and continued, "I know you have been in the army for two years."

"But you are full of gangster spirit, you won't stay in the army for long. Instead of wasting your time, why not apply for discharge and follow my boss, Brother Bei."

"We are under the guidance of a master in Hong Kong Island, and we will definitely become billionaires in the future. If you are willing to recognize me as your big brother, I will definitely help you, how about it?"

Huang Mao's eyes flashed with an alluring light, as if he had foreseen a bright future. He continued to instill his "grand blueprint" into Xiao Zhong.

"Xiaozhong, look at this Sijiu Hutong. Although it has the charm of old Beijing, it is still limited. The world outside is really exciting."

"Hong Kong Island and Shenzhen City, one is an international metropolis, and the other is our country's economic development zone. There are opportunities everywhere."

"As long as you are willing to follow me, if nothing else, at least I can let you see what the real world is like and what the real world is like."

A trace of hesitation flashed across the face of the young man named Xiaozhong, who was obviously touched by Huangmao's words. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing this, Huangmao struck while the iron was hot and said in a more determined tone:

"Look at me. I was an insignificant gangster in the beginning. Now I am following Brother Bei and I have made a name for myself. If you are willing, you can do it too."

The young man named Xiaozhong seriously considered Huangmao's words and wondered whether he should really leave the familiar and comfortable Sijiu Hutong.

Go out there and experience the real world.

However, thinking of his father's strict teachings at home, he finally shook his head firmly and rejected Huangmao's proposal.

"Brother Mao, although the scenery you described is indeed attractive, I still want to follow the path my father has arranged for me. I don't want to disappoint my father."

"But I'm talking to you about the man in the black robe and mask..."

At this time, the gate of the courtyard opened gently, and Wu Jianbei and Wang Tao walked out. Huang Mao and Agou immediately restrained their expressions and nodded to the two of them.

"Brother Bei, Brother Tao, you are out." Huangmao said in a low voice and winked at A Zhong, signaling him not to say anything else.

Xiaozhong understood and stopped what he was about to say. He followed Huangmao's actions and nodded to the two of them.

His acquaintance with Huangmao's gang began one evening three days ago. It was a minor quarrel between a good friend and other "troublemakers", which eventually turned into a violent conflict.

The excellent skills honed in the army enabled Ah Zhong to have the ability to fight against ten people at once, but the other side had too many people and even he found it difficult to resist.

What's more, his two best friends do not have the same skills, which makes the conflict situation even more critical.

Just when they were about to be defeated, Huangmao and his gang showed up in time to help them out. Ah Zhong will always remember this kindness.

Therefore, when he learned that Huangmao and his friends came to Sijiucheng to buy a courtyard house and set up a factory, A Zhong volunteered without hesitation and took on the role of tour guide.

He led his gang through the streets and alleys of the old city, introducing the local customs and culture and telling the stories of old Beijing.

Today is the last day that Ah Zhong will serve as a tour guide for Huang Mao and his group. Tomorrow morning, he will have to return to the army to continue to perform his duties and mission.

For A Zhong, although life in the army is hard, it is a valuable stage for his growth and training.

Ah Zhong was indeed touched by the tempting suggestions put forward by Huangmao.

He longed for the outside world, for more challenges and opportunities, but whenever he thought of his father's expectant eyes, he strengthened his faith.

He didn't want to disappoint his father, and even more so, he didn't want to let down his father's expectations and cultivation of him.

He will seriously consider Huangmao's words, but he will also stick to his principles and bottom line.

No matter where the future goes, he will keep his original intention and persistence to pursue his own dreams and life.

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As night slowly falls, the Kwun Tong district, which is already relatively sparsely populated, seems to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious silence, appearing even more empty and deep.

The street lights were sparsely lit, and the dim light cast mottled shadows on the deserted streets, like a quiet and slightly bleak painting.

The occasional roar of vehicles or whispers of pedestrians on weekdays seemed to be swallowed up by the night, and only the occasional barking of dogs broke the almost frozen silence.