Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

With Liu Xu's strength, words of accusation are no longer suitable for him.

Thinking of this, Gao Laofa showed a satisfied smile on his face, patted Liu Xu's shoulder gently, and his tone was full of praise and affirmation:

"Ah Xu, you have made great contributions to the society. That's great. You didn't let me down. At the headquarters meeting at the end of the month, I will personally propose that you take the position of Yau Ma Tei Hall Master."

Gao Laofa noticed that the smile on Liu Xu's face became more and more intense, as if he was excited for the upcoming glory.

He suddenly changed the subject, with a hint of euphemism in his tone: "But, you are in Jordan's territory, after all, Ah Le is the leader of us and Lian Sheng in Jordan, you see..."

"Mr. Gao," Liu Xu interrupted Gao Laofa and reminded him:

"I not only have a territory in Jordan, but also in Mong Kok. In addition, the territory of the 'Vietnamese Gang' in Kwun Tong is also under my control."

Gao Laofa heard this and realized that it was impossible to do anything about it. He nodded without changing his expression, and said with a hint of apology: "Well, I didn't consider this carefully. I apologize to you."

Liu Xu quickly waved his hands, as if he was embarrassed by Gao Laofa's apology: "That's too much, Mr. Gao."

"As the leader of the society, you naturally consider things from a different perspective than us, the younger members. That is completely understandable."

Gao Laofa's tone was full of relief and appreciation: "I feel relieved if you think so."

"Okay, I've learned all about your gym's situation and the matter of Jordan's territory. I'll take my leave now."

Upon seeing this, Liu Xu hurriedly stood up and personally escorted the gym's in-house trainee, Mr. Gao, to the door of the gym.

He stood there quietly, following the car that Gao Laofa was riding in with a far-reaching gaze. The car moved slowly in his sight until it finally disappeared at the end of the road.

Only then did he slowly turn around, walked into the room with steady steps, sat on the sofa expressionlessly, with his head lowered, and deep thoughts in his heart quietly surging.

"The old man Gao Laofa, seeing that Liu Xu's territory and strength were rapidly expanding, actually wanted him to give up the Jordan territory and give it to Ah Le."

"The motive behind this is nothing more than a subtle fear of him." Liu Xu thought to himself, his brows slightly frowned inadvertently.

Liu Xu slowly raised his head, his eyes flickering twice. "People's hearts are so unpredictable! It's hard to guess and understand."

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun gently falls on the top floor of the Empire Hotel, giving it a layer of golden glow.

Ni Kun, the gangster boss, is a big player in the international "flour" industry.

He was leaning calmly on the sofa, his eyes fixed on the high-end TV screen in front of him.

On the TV, news anchor Ye Meilan reported the news word by word in a clear and solemn voice, and every syllable seemed to carry the heaviness and severity of the incident:

"At 3:45 this afternoon, a vicious revenge case occurred in Hong Kong Island, and its target was directly targeted at a highly respected senior inspector."

"The nature of this incident is extremely bad and has aroused widespread social concern and strong condemnation."

"According to eyewitnesses and preliminary police investigations, the incident took place in a commercial building opposite the Tsim Sha Tsui Police Station. The victim was a senior inspector who enjoyed high acclaim in the police community."

"He first experienced extreme physical torture by unidentified persons, which left him physically and mentally exhausted and in great pain."

"Then, even more outrageously, he was brutally thrown from the top floor of the building."

"It was like a kite with its string cut off, falling heavily onto the hard street opposite the police station. The scene was so horrific that it was unbearable to watch."

"Due to the great height of the fall and the severe injuries he had previously sustained, this heroic senior inspector tragically died at the scene, bringing an end to a honourable and heroic career."

"It is speculated that there are complex grievances behind this revenge action, but the specific motive of the incident is still under further investigation."

"At present, the police have set up a special task force to conduct an in-depth investigation into the case. At the same time, we call on witnesses and relevant persons to actively provide clues to jointly maintain social security and stability..."

Ni Kun's face was full of gloom, and his eyes revealed suppressed anger. He suddenly turned off the TV, and his voice contained the power that was about to explode, and he gave an order to the bodyguard at the door:

"Go, call Ni Qian to me immediately!"

At this time, Ni Qian was in the next room with his two nephews, Chen Yongren and Ni Yongxiao, immersed in the ocean of memories, telling the "legendary" stories of his youth.

Seeing his eldest brother's bodyguard coming to summon him, he excitedly pulled their arms and went to the reception room together.

As he stepped into the reception room, Ni Qian immediately saw his elder brother's gloomy face. He stopped involuntarily, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart.

He asked cautiously, "Brother, did you ask me to come here? Is there something important you want to tell me?"

Ni Kun did not respond immediately. Instead, he suppressed the anger on his face and pointed to the seat beside him expressionlessly, motioning Ni Qian to come over.

Ni Qian first carefully observed his elder brother's expression, then slowly walked to the designated position with a flattering smile on his face: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Kun held the cane tightly in his hand, slowly stood up, and stared at Ni Qian with a sharp gaze. Suddenly, he raised the cane and hit Ni Qian's back fiercely, shouting:

"I asked you to deal with Ah Ren's superior, and this is how you did it? You actually dumped him right in front of the Tsim Sha Tsui police station?"

"Do you know what the consequences will be for us if the police find out the truth?"

Ni Qian was staggered by the sudden blow, and the smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by astonishment and pain.

He endured the burning pain on his back, lowered his head, and answered with a trembling voice: "Brother, I was blinded by anger, so I did that..."

Ni Kun's anger did not seem to be calmed by Ni Qian's explanation. Instead, it became more turbulent like a flame blown by a strong wind.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes wide open, as if about to burst into flames:

"Anger? I arranged for you to solve the problem calmly. Do you have a pig brain? How can you be provoked to completely lose your mind by a few sweet words from the other party?"

At this point, Ni Kun raised the cane in his hand high again, as if he was about to hit him, while Ni Qian was still trying to explain his behavior:

"I didn't completely lose my mind. I was just angry for a moment. Seeing them bullying Ah Ren like that..."

"Not only did the other party trick Ah Ren into becoming a fake undercover pawn in their hands, they also frequently used false promises of returning to the police force as bait."

He kept coaxing Ah Ren into working hard for him and passing on important information. "Ni Qian's voice became smaller and smaller, almost talking to himself.

Ni Kun's crutch rested on Ni Qian's trembling shoulders. He took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the anger in his chest into his stomach.

Then he stabbed the ground with his crutch, making a loud bang that shook the whole room.

He glanced at Chen Yongren, who was standing not far away, looking somewhat helpless and confused, and then fixed his gaze on Ni Qian again.