Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Wang Bao felt a little unwilling when he heard this, but his reason told him that he had to retreat now, for the future and for his unborn child.

He swung his arm violently, repelling the enemies around him, and then shouted in a deep voice not far away: "Retreat! Ah Hai, Ah Chan, quickly retreat with me! The rest of you cover us."

His voice echoed across the battlefield, inspiring the remaining brothers like a clarion call.

Upon hearing this, Ah Hai and Ah Chan immediately stood on both sides of Wang Bao. The three of them were like three sharp knives, carving a bloody path through the enemy's encirclement.

However, the numerical disadvantage made their retreat extremely difficult. Every breakthrough was accompanied by countless swords and blood, as if they were in purgatory on earth.

Han Chen seemed to have seen through Wang Bao's plan to escape. He sneered and shouted towards the battlefield:

"Don't let Wang Bao get away. Whoever can kill this loser will be promoted to a higher position by me, and I will reward him with another 500,000 Hong Kong dollars!"

As Han Chen finished his words, the eyes of the younger brothers around him became bloodshot, as if they were injected with endless enthusiasm and power.

They waved their sharp weapons and surrounded Wang Bao and others, as if they wanted to swallow them up in this sea of ​​blood.

Although Ah Hai and Ah Chan's bravery and fearlessness are moving, driven by Han Chen's bait of money and status, the enemies become emotional and fearless.

Suddenly, in a fierce battle, Ah Hai was unable to dodge and was hit by several machetes at the same time. His body was chopped apart like a rag, and blood splattered everywhere, staining the land red.

Feeling his life slipping away, Ah Hai did not choose to escape or beg for mercy. Instead, he simply threw away the machete in his hand, opened his arms, and ignored the machetes that were chopping towards him.

He used up the last of his strength and pushed forward violently, pushing away the enemy in front of him and buying a glimmer of hope for Wang Bao.

Blood foamed from his mouth, but he still shouted: "Brother Bao, let's go! Take Ah Hui and Ah Chan and leave quickly!"

There were sparkling tears in Wang Bao's eyes, and he roared, "Ahai!" as if he wanted to vent all his grief and anger.

However, Ah Hai's voice did not stop: "Go, Brother Bao, go quickly! Don't let my sacrifice go in vain. Go quickly!"

Seeing this, Wang Bao pulled over Acan, who was also stabbed several times, and swung the steel pipe in his hand fiercely to block the attack from behind.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Let's go, we retreat, the others continue to cover our retreat."

With the desperate protection of some of their younger brothers, Wang Bao, Ah Hui and others withdrew from the battlefield with difficulty.

Behind them are countless fallen brothers, their lives forever frozen at this moment.

Wang Bao's heart was filled with grief and anger. While he hated himself for being careless and not listening to Ah Hui's advice, he also vowed in his heart to avenge his dead brothers.

Han Chen stood outside the battlefield, looking at the backs of Wang Bao and others going away. His face showed neither the joy of victory nor the anger at Wang Bao's escape. Instead, he was neither happy nor sad.

Unlike Han Chen, when Guo Hua saw Wang Bao stealing, he spat on the ground and cursed him softly as "waste", his tone revealing his disdain and contempt for Wang Bao and others.

They all knew that since Wang Bao had escaped, the matter was not over yet.

In the next three days, they will need to lead people to defend Jordan's territory to ensure that this fight is completely over.

But Han Chen and his men didn't show any fear on their faces. Instead, they were full of disdain and confidence. They believed that if they could drive the other party out of Jordan once, they could do so a second time and a third time.

After instructing his younger brothers to clean up the mess on the battlefield, Han Chen and his men left more than half of their men to hold the position, and then returned to Tsim Sha Tsui together to report to Ni Kun.

Their steps were steady and powerful, and it was obvious that they were full of anticipation for the benefits that their boss Ni Kun had promised them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In Room 402, Building A, Yuanming Community, Yau Ma Tei, a slow but unusually heavy and loud knock on the door suddenly sounded, waking up the sleeping family of three in the house like a thunderclap.

His wife Li Xuemei reached out to touch the switch on the bedside as if by reflex, but was stopped by Danny Lee with quick eyes and hands.

In the eyes of his wife Li Xuemei, which were filled with worry and fear, he gently patted her shoulder. His eyes were full of comfort and determination, as if silently telling her: I am here for you.

Then, Danny Lee quickly took out a pistol from the drawer and held it tightly in his hand.

After instructing his wife to lock the bedroom door, he walked steadily towards the door that kept making noises, and every step revealed his inner vigilance and determination.

When Danny Lee finally reached the door, he clearly felt the tremendous force of the person knocking on the door, which almost broke the door.

This made him secretly alert in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder if the person outside the door was mentally ill.

Li Xiuxian tightly grasped the phone with the number already entered, his finger hovering over the dial button, cleared his throat, deliberately stuck to the door wall, and asked in a low and powerful voice:

"Who is it? It's the middle of the night, what's going on?"

Danzai, who was outside the door, heard the voice inside. He lowered his voice awkwardly and responded, "I'm Danzai, Officer Li. My boss asked me to bring you a message."

Danny Lee had led people to search for ID cards in the "Night City Nightclub" several times. As the person in charge of security in the nightclub, the two sides had naturally dealt with each other before.

Hearing the familiar voice outside the door at this moment, Li Xiuxian seemed to have thought of something.

He carefully put the pistol into his arms, put away the phone in his other hand, then quickly opened the door, staring at Tanzi's arm that was suspended in the air with sharp eyes.

The arm had turned red from knocking on the door, but Tanzai still refused to slow down his movements, as if he was afraid that Danny Lee couldn't hear it.

Li Xiuxian's face instantly turned red, and his voice was as sharp as an ice blade in the cold wind: "Is it that Feng Xu who told you to knock hard on my door?"

Tanzai's eyes rolled around, obviously looking for a suitable excuse.

"No, Officer Li. It's because the message my boss wanted me to convey was too important. I was afraid you couldn't hear it, so I knocked so hard."

Li Xiuxian looked at Tanzai's evasive eyes and knew in his heart that he was lying.

Thinking that Liu Xu was the mastermind behind all this, he took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and said with gritted teeth:

"I hope the news you are about to convey to me is indeed very important. Otherwise, starting from tomorrow, I will sweep your place for a month straight, and no one can persuade me."

Upon hearing this, Tanzi couldn't help but shrink his neck and nodded hurriedly, "Important, I promise that the message I convey is very important."

As he said this, Tanzai hooked his finger at Danny Lee, signaling him to put his ear closer.

When Danny Lee saw this, although he was skeptical, he still turned his head and put his ear close to where Tanzai was.

"My boss asked me to tell you that the Hongtai Video Disc Factory in Shatin owned by Prince Hongtai is ostensibly a disc manufacturer, but it is actually the Prince's 'flour' processing factory."

Tanzi lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "All the flour of Hongtai Society was 'processed' by this factory before Chen Yaotai arranged it for his subordinates to sell."

After hearing this, Danny Lee suddenly retracted his head and locked his gaze on the man's eyes, as if he wanted to confirm the truth of all this from his eyes.

Tanzai felt Li Xiuxian's inquiring gaze and nodded affirmatively. "My boss said that this message should be regarded as your return gift for 'reminding' him."