Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

Outside the clinic, a burst of extremely arrogant laughter suddenly rang out, like the harshest thunder in the night sky, instantly breaking the tranquility of the surroundings and making people tremble with fear.

"Rest? Hahahaha, Fatty, I'm actually very curious, what kind of safe haven do you, a bunch of stray dogs, want to find to linger on and live happily?"

The voice was not only full of contempt and provocation, but also carried a kind of cat-and-mouse playfulness, as if they were already regarded as pawns in the palm of the hand, to be played with at any time.

As the voice came to an abrupt end, the door of the clinic was suddenly and roughly pushed open, and a group of people who were not too unfamiliar to Wang Bao instantly rushed in from outside the door.

They were so aggressive and fierce, like a flood or a ferocious beast, they rushed straight towards Wang Bao.

Wang Bao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes swept over Liu Xu, who was at the front, and Chen Dao, Wang Ergou, Feng Yuxiu, Tian Yang and others, who were following closely behind with fierce looks on their faces.

Seeing Wang Bao's wandering eyes, Liu Xu sneered, "Fatty, I advise you not to waste your time. I have already calculated your fortune."

"This day next year will be the day I burn incense for you and pay tribute to your soul."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xu suddenly took a step forward, and taking advantage of the moment when Wang Bao was stunned, he punched out like lightning, landing hard on Wang Bao's abdomen.

Wang Bao only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if a powerful force was about to crush his internal organs.

He curled up involuntarily and fell to the ground, his face turning pale in an instant.

Seeing this, Ah Hui, who was standing by, had a flash of anger in his eyes.

He quickly bent down to pick up the machete that he had placed at his feet, and rushed towards Liu Xu with an excited and fierce look, shouting: "Feng Xu, die!"

However, before Liu Xu could make any move, Ah Hui was kicked away by Tian Yangsheng and fell heavily on Ah Chan who was lying on the hospital bed like a kite with a broken string.

The two of them rolled into a ball in an instant, groaning in pain.

Uncle Nan, who was standing by, finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He took a deep breath to calm his panic and fear. He stood up and mustered up the courage to look at Liu Xu:

"Boss, the clinic is a place to save lives and heal the wounded. I'm afraid your behavior is not appropriate, right?"

Liu Xu patted Uncle Nan's shoulder cheerfully, with a hint of teasing and threat in his smile.

Under Uncle Nan's expectant gaze, he slowly opened his mouth and said something that made Uncle Nan shudder: "Uncle Nan, right? Excuse me, do you like garlic skewers? How dare you point fingers at me."

"If I'm guessing correctly, you should have placed your entire family in the red room behind the clinic, right?"

"If you don't know your place, I can throw them into a blender right in front of you and let them contribute a 'special' force to the land reclamation project of Hong Kong Island."

Liu Xu's words were full of coldness and cruelty, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

As Liu Xu finished speaking, Uncle Nan's face instantly turned as pale as paper, as if all the blood color had been completely drained away at this moment.

He quickly raised his right hand and slapped his cheek hard. Each time it landed, there was a dull and painful sound.

His voice became hoarse and trembling due to the violent fluctuations of emotions, and his tone was filled with deep regret and endless pleading:

"Yes...I'm sorry. I spoke too much. I shouldn't have said anything at this time. I apologize deeply. I can only speak out of turn."

"I was wrong. I was terribly wrong. Please forgive my ignorance and impulsiveness, and give me a chance to make amends."

Liu Xu chuckled and waved his hand, as if he was dismissive of Uncle Nan's plea for mercy:

"Alright, alright, I just wanted to scare you. I have great respect and admiration for our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. How could I attack an old man like you?"

"Just stand aside, keep quiet and don't talk too much, I promise nothing will happen to you." There was a hint of threat and warning in Liu Xu's words.

Then, Liu Xu took a few steps forward and stood in front of Wang Bao, staring at him with a sharp gaze. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Fatty, you've done so many unscrupulous and stupid things like selling 'flour'. I wonder if you'd be willing to do one good deed before you die?"

Wang Bao was lying on the ground, his breathing was somewhat stable, but his eyes revealed a stubborn light. He stared at Liu Xu's eyes and responded in a way that was irrelevant to the question:

"Was it the taxi driver who leaked my whereabouts?" Although this sentence was asked in the form of a question, Wang Bao's tone was full of unquestionable certainty.

Liu Xu sneered, his face full of sarcasm and disdain:

"You idiots are really stupid. There are only about 4,000 taxis in Hong Kong Island, and I, Liu Xu, own half of them."

"It's a 1 in 50 chance. How dare you take a taxi to escape?"

"Aren't you playing with your own lives? Could it be that the battle with the Ni family has damaged your brains?"

Wang Bao looked at Liu Xu's smug look, feeling bitter in his heart. He closed his eyes helplessly and sighed, "One wrong step, all wrong steps, and the whole game is lost."

"Okay, stop complaining about life here. My patience is limited. Are you willing to spend money to buy a way out for your brothers? Just give me a straight answer."

Liu Xu caught a glimpse of Ah Hui who seemed to want to speak, and his exclusive pistol instantly appeared in his hand like a flash of lightning.

There was a loud bang and the bullet accurately hit Ah Hui's thigh, instantly depriving him of the right to speak.

Wang Bao's heart tightened when he saw this. He didn't dare to delay for even a second and quickly responded to Liu Xu: "I'll buy it! I still have 100 million Hong Kong dollars in my card. I can give it all to you."

"I just hope you can keep your promise and spare Ah Hui and Ah Chan's lives."

Liu Xu smiled and waved his hand. His attorney, Li Laifeng, ran over with a briefcase in a very dedicated manner.

After Li Laifeng arrived in front of Liu Xu, he quickly pulled out a document from his briefcase and handed it to Wang Bao: "Mr. Wang, this is the transfer contract and agency agreement."

"You just need to sign your name on this authorization form and hand over the bank card to my client, and the money can be smoothly transferred to his name."

Wang Bao took a deep breath, looked at Liu Xu deeply, took the pen handed to him by Li Laifeng, and signed his name without hesitation.

Then he took out his wallet from his pocket and handed the silver bank card to Liu Xu.

After Liu Xu took the bank card, he turned to look at Uncle Nan who was squatting in the corner, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone: "Uncle Nan, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you see that my client Ah Hui is losing too much blood? Why don't you get up and help him treat his wound?"

"If he dies from excessive blood loss and my promise cannot be fulfilled, I will be very unhappy."

Uncle Nan was so frightened when he heard this, he trembled all over, quickly stood up, picked up the medical tool box, walked quickly to Ah Hui, squatted down and began to treat his wound that was bleeding profusely.

Seeing this, Liu Xu nodded with satisfaction and turned his attention back to Wang Bao. A devilish smile appeared on his face:

"Brother Bao, our first transaction has been successfully completed. Now, let's proceed to the second transaction!"