Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

He stopped turning the car around, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm the anger in his chest. Finally, he followed Uncle Hai's instructions and drove quickly to the designated location.

When the vehicle slowly approached Bi Street and was only 500 meters away, Uncle Hai instructed Ah Hua and Fei Gou to quietly park the car among the dense crowd of cars on the roadside and cleverly blend in.

He turned off the engine and lights, and solemnly warned Ah Hua and others in the car that they were not allowed to leave the car without his permission.

Then, he gripped the Black Star pistol tightly and walked steadily into the nearby narrow alley.

Uncle Hai’s figure had just disappeared from the alley when three deafening gunshots suddenly rang out from the alley: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound echoed for a long time over Bi Street and the adjacent Dong'an Street, shaking every inch of the air.

Inside the car, Ah Hua was emotionally revealing to Fei Gou and Ah Ming the fact that Ah Lang was an undercover agent, when the sound of gunfire suddenly interrupted his words.

The indignation on his face froze instantly, replaced by a deep worry.

He exchanged a glance with Fei Gou and the other two, then cautiously raised his head, his gaze piercing through the night toward the direction of the alley where Uncle Hai was heading, his eyes full of worry and uneasiness.

In the quiet bedroom on the third floor of Bijie Boxing Gym, Liu Xu sat on the bed, still immersed in the world of meditation. He closed his eyes and concentrated, breathing long and deep.

However, his extraordinary keen hearing enabled him to capture the faint but clearly audible gunshots coming from afar in this quiet night.

The three gunshots that were so evenly spaced made Liu Xu feel that it was not like a gunfight, but rather like someone was sending a signal to someone else.

But Liu Xu was not distracted by this. In this complex and ever-changing world, gunshots were just a part of daily life. As long as the victims were not his, it was not worth paying too much attention to.

He continued to maintain his inner peace, letting his thoughts flow freely in the ocean of consciousness like water, deepening his meditation training, trying to reach a deeper inner state.

Time is like quicksand on your fingertips, slipping silently through your fingers.

When Liu Xu slowly opened his eyes again, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. The pointer had quietly pointed to one o'clock in the morning. This time, he meditated for two hours.

It's late at night and everything is quiet. It's a good time to recuperate.

Liu Xu stood up, tidied his clothes, and returned to bed, intending to end his practice for the night and let his tired body get a full rest in dreams.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!", a continuous and rhythmic burst of gunfire once again pierced the night sky, echoing clearly and powerfully in Liu Xu's ears.

This time, he could no longer remain calm. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Then, he flipped over with great alacrity and stood at the end of the bed.

After confirming that the corridor on the third floor of the boxing gym was empty, Liu Xu quickly and lightly pushed open the bedroom window and stared at the window sill of the office directly below.

He secretly calculated in his mind, "The other party's gunfire rang out again, still as calm and rhythmic as before, which means that the person they wanted to meet did not show up."

"Liu Xu happened to ignore the first gunshot, which made him wonder if the gunshots were directed at him."

With a swift turn, Liu Xu's figure suddenly appeared on the wall next to the bedroom window, his body suspended in the air, one hand tightly grasping the window sill, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

Suddenly, he decisively let go of his hands, and his body fell downward like a free fall, but when his body fell to the office on the second floor, he once again demonstrated his extraordinary skills.

He steadied himself and gripped the office window sill again, his movements smooth and precise, as if he had rehearsed them in his mind countless times.

After a brief pause, Liu Xu quickly glanced at the distance between the ground and the window sill on the second floor, and had already calculated it in his mind.

He took a deep breath and released his hand again. This time, his body drew a perfect arc in the air and landed steadily in the alley behind the boxing gym.

The whole process was smooth and without any sound, demonstrating his superb skills.

Liu Xu looked up at the bedroom after landing. After confirming the direction from which the gunshots came, his eyes flashed with calmness. He took a light step and his figure completely blended into the night.

He shuttled through the alleys of Pitt Street and Ferry Street, and with his familiarity with the terrain, he skillfully avoided possible surveillance and obstacles.

The night wind blew by, causing the corners of Liu Xu's clothes to flutter in the wind, but it did not slow down his pace at all.

As he got closer to where the gunshots came from, Liu Xu, who was about to walk out of the alley, stopped in his tracks. Looking at the cars parked on the street, his eyes stopped on the black Mercedes.

Liu Xu's keen perception told him that there was someone in the car.

At the same time, when he looked towards the alley not far from the black vehicle, he was certain that the intermittent gunshots came from that narrow and deep alley.

The night was as dark as ink, and the dim glow of the street lamps could only barely illuminate the scenery within a few steps, providing a natural cover for Liu Xu's actions.

He hunched over, moving slowly towards the alley along the mottled wall like a stealthy hunter.

Every step was taken to perfect perfection, silent yet vigilant.

Liu Xu held the Type 92 pistol firmly in his hand, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, penetrating the night, always paying attention to the movements of vehicles not far away and any possible hidden threats.

Finally, after countless heartbeats, he successfully arrived at the alley entrance.

Without any hesitation, Liu Xu's figure stepped into the alley silently like a ghost.

The air in the alley seemed to be even more stuffy, and even breathing became difficult. But Liu Xu did not slow down, but walked forward more firmly.

Although the walls on both sides of the alley blocked the moonlight, Liu Xu, with his sharp vision, could still vaguely see a figure standing in the middle of the alley.

Liu Xu did not wear his usual mask, but controlled his footsteps more carefully and slowly walked towards the figure.

His finger rested lightly on the trigger, ready to deal with any emergency that might arise.

When the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, he finally recognized the other party - Uncle Hai, the big boss in the arms smuggling field in Hong Kong Island, the good man who sold him a large number of heavy firearms at a bargain price.

"Uncle Hai," Liu Xu said in a deep and powerful voice, "I heard that you went to Siam to enjoy life. Why did you come to my place to set off firecrackers in the middle of the night right after you returned to Hong Kong Island?"

Liu Xu's words were full of questions and dissatisfaction, but more of it was surprise and vigilance at Uncle Hai's sudden appearance in his territory.

Uncle Hai seemed to be mentally prepared and was not surprised by the sudden sound.

There was a complex emotion flickering in his eyes, which showed both the calmness that came from years of experience and a bit of subtle cunning.

He slowly walked forward a few steps, and only stopped when he could roughly see Liu Xu's calm face.

"A Xu," Uncle Hai's voice was low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate the night and hit people's hearts.

"Since you can show up here in person tonight, I think you should be willing to explain the truth of some things to me, an old man over fifty years old who is about to enter the yellow earth."