Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Danny Lee recalled what he had revealed to Liu Xu at "Lee's Tea Restaurant" a few days ago, and he immediately understood everything.

He looked at Tanzi's expectant eyes, stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said comfortingly: "This news is indeed very important. Don't worry, I won't clean up your place."

Upon hearing this, Tanzi let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he knocked on the door in accordance with the boss's instructions, he would still feel guilty if the business in his territory was really wiped out for a month because of this incident.

After all, he is the executor.

After conveying the message, Tanzi rejected Officer Li's invitation to come into the house for a drink of water without hesitation.

He turned around resolutely and trotted away at the stairs, as if he was afraid that he would get into trouble if he stayed here for another second.

Downstairs, Tanzi looked back at Officer Li's residence, and he secretly felt lucky:

"Luckily I didn't go in to drink water. If I had accidentally damaged something in Officer Li's house, causing Officer Li to want to sweep Yau Ma Tei for another month, I would probably have been killed by his big brother Li Hangluo."

Danny Lee looked at Tanzai who ran faster than a rabbit and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

He turned back into the house, calmed his wife down, quickly put on a coat, and drove alone to the Sha Tin district.

He planned to take advantage of the night and hide outside the Prince's disc factory alone to observe quietly for a while. After all, seeing is believing, hearing is not, only seeing with one's own eyes can confirm whether all this is true.

On the other side, Wang Bao and his group fled hastily along Jordan Road and only got rid of the enemy who was chasing them when they turned into Lianxiang Road. They struggled to support Ah Chan, who was covered in wounds.

I hurriedly stopped a taxi on the roadside and headed towards the Wong Tai Sin area.

They needed to go to the private clinic set up by Wo Hop To in the Wong Tai Sin district to send the seriously injured Ah Chan for treatment.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was tense and urgent. Ah Hui quickly took off his clothes and carefully covered the shocking knife wound on Ah Chan's body.

At the same time, he glared at the driver in the driving seat fiercely, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire: "How the hell do you drive? So slowly, do you want to die?"

The driver was frightened by this sudden scolding, and beads of sweat instantly oozed out of his forehead. He hurriedly apologized in fear and trepidation:

"I'm sorry, big brother. I... I just bought this car... I'm not very skilled at driving it yet. Please forgive me."

"I'll speed up now." Before the driver finished his words, he stepped on the accelerator. The taxi rushed out like an arrow, and the speed soared from the initial 40 miles per hour to 100 miles per hour in an instant.

However, this sudden acceleration made Ah Hui even angrier.

He slapped the driver on the head and yelled, "You newbie, you're driving so fast, are you trying to take us to see the King of Hell? Do you believe I can chop you to death?"

The driver was so dazed by the slap that his face was filled with grievance and fear. He looked so sad that he almost cried out:

"Brother, you just said 40 mph is slow, and now you say 100 mph is fast, so how fast should I go? Is 70 mph okay? Please give me an exact answer!"

At this time, Wang Bao gently patted Ah Hui's shoulder and calmed him down with his eyes. Then, he turned his gaze to the taxi driver, with a hint of apology and gentleness in his tone:

"Master, I'm so sorry. My brother was so anxious that he said something he shouldn't have said. Please drive at 80 mph. This will ensure safety and get us to our destination as quickly as possible."

The driver wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded hurriedly, saying "yes, yes, yes" repeatedly.

After arriving safely in the Wong Tai Sin area, Wang Bao carried the seriously injured Ah Chan on his shoulders and walked quickly and firmly towards the clinic located deep in the alley.

Ah Hui, who had just managed to move Ah Chan out of the taxi, raised the machete in his hand and shouted viciously at the driver who wanted to ask for the fare:

"Get away from me, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The driver was frightened by the strong murderous aura of Ah Hui and his face turned pale and he was trembling with anger. He quickly stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the scene.

Wang Bao had no time to pay attention to Ah Hui's actions. He was concentrating on carrying Ah Chan. He kicked open the slightly old wooden door of the clinic, and a sharp sound was heard into the clinic.

Inside the clinic, an elderly Chinese medicine practitioner, Uncle Nan, was concentrating on organizing his medicine box. Because of the conflict between Hehetu and other societies, he has been unusually busy recently.

However, a sudden loud noise interrupted his action. Uncle Nan raised his head suddenly, with a flash of surprise and panic in his eyes.

However, when he saw that the person coming was Wang Bao, his frown gradually relaxed and he showed a look of relief.

Wang Bao was sweating all over, his eyes filled with anxiety, and he was carrying the unconscious Ah Can on his shoulders. Uncle Nan quickly put down his work and came over.

"Wang Bao, what happened? Why is Acan so badly injured?" Uncle Nan asked as he quickly pulled out an empty bed to make room for Acan.

Wang Bao panted heavily, his eyes full of anxiety: "Uncle Nan, my Jordan territory was raided by the Ni family today. In order to help me find a way out, Ah Chan was stabbed several times."

"His condition is very critical now, please save him!"

Uncle Nan's expression became serious when he heard this. He quickly began to check Ah Chan's injuries, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, as if he was assessing Ah Chan's injuries.

Wang Bao and Ah Hui were waiting anxiously on the side, not daring to breathe.

Although Ah Hui had put down the machete in his hand, his expression was still ferocious, and his eyes kept glancing towards the door, as if he was alert to possible danger.

His clenched fists revealed his inner nervousness and anxiety, but at this critical moment, he chose to stand silently beside Wang Bao and protect Achan together.

The entire clinic was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anxiety, and every move of Uncle Nan touched the hearts of Wang Bao and Ah Hui.

Uncle Nan's hands moved quickly and precisely on Achan's body. His eyes were focused and serious, as if he was racing against time, fighting for every minute and every second to save Achan's life.

Wang Bao and Ah Hui stood aside, following Uncle Nan's movements closely with their eyes, their heartbeats rising and falling with every frown or nod of Uncle Nan.

"I have dealt with the external situation. The wound is deep, but fortunately, it is not vital." Uncle Nan finally spoke, with a hint of fatigue in his voice, but more of determination.

"I need to treat the inside of his wound immediately to stop the bleeding and prevent infection. Wang Bao, go and prepare some clean gauze, disinfectant and antibiotics for me."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bao immediately turned around and rushed to the clinic's storage room, and quickly prepared all the necessary items according to Uncle Nan's instructions.

Wang Bao has been to Uncle Nan's small clinic quite a few times. Sometimes he came for himself, and sometimes, like now, he came for his brothers.

Therefore, he was very familiar with the locations where Uncle Nan stored various tools and medicines.

As Uncle Nan treated him step by step, Achan's originally pale face gradually regained some color and his breathing gradually became steady.

"It's stable for now," Uncle Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "but further observation and treatment are needed."

"Wang Bao, A-chan needs to rest. You'd better find a safe place for him to rest and prevent A-chan from getting hurt again."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bao and Ah Hui looked at each other, with both expectation for Ah Chan's recovery and caution about the next course of action in their eyes.

They knew that although Achan was out of danger temporarily, the threat from the Ni family still existed. Before they joined up with A Zuo and his men, they had to act more cautiously.

"Hahahaha, rest? Fatty, where do you want to go to rest?"