Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

He suddenly bent down, grabbed Jiang Xugang by the collar, and said something in an almost cold and ruthless tone that made Jiang Xugang shudder.

Jiang Xugang, who had just been beaten, had long lost his former arrogance. He did not dare to look Liu Xu in the eye, for fear that his stubbornness would make his question come true.

So he chose to escape, turning his head to the side to avoid Liu Xu's gaze.

However, Wang Ergou's slap exploded on Jiang Xugang's face like thunder, and with a crisp "pop", he shouted angrily:

"Why are you turning your head? Didn't you hear my boss asking you a question?"

Then, with another "slap", Wang Ergou slapped Jiang Xugang's other cheek hard. He urged: "Hurry up and reply to my boss's words!"

As the two slaps fell, Wang Ergou gently exhaled the foul air in his chest under Liu Xu's slightly strange gaze, and then explained carelessly:

"This idiot just kicked me when I wasn't paying attention. I'm here to get some interest back." There wasn't a trace of embarrassment in his words of taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Liu Xu nodded upon hearing this, and his eyes focused on Jiang Xugang again. His fingertips gently ran over the remaining "flour" on the table, and his tone was low but full of sarcasm:

"Your father went through so much hardship to establish that fragile relationship with the North, and you are here in my territory, sucking up this kind of thing that will give birth to a son without an asshole."

"If this matter is leaked, and the North mistakenly believes that you and your son are on different sides, and thus cut off the connection with Xinji again, I'm sure your father will want to die, right?"

Jiang Xugang's reaction to the comments that his duties were a hindrance was like that of a beast whose reverse scales had been touched. He completely ignored the possible beatings and angrily retorted:

"Feng Xu, don't f*cking think that you can slander others just because you are in your territory! Those things were brought in secretly by Lin Er. I was not involved in the whole process, and I didn't get involved in any of it."

After hearing this, Liu Xu nodded slightly to show that he understood. Then, he waved his hand and threw Jiang Xugang onto the sofa like a discarded doll.

Then, he turned his gaze to Li Hangluo, and his tone was filled with unquestionable majesty: "Call Xinji leader Jiang Sheng and ask him to come and pick up the people in person. If it's too late, there's no need to come!"

Li Hangluo's eyes suddenly became serious, knowing that Liu Xu was extremely angry at the moment.

Without any hesitation, he nodded and gave Jasmine a subtle look.

Jasmine understood what he meant and quickly led Li Hangluo to the telephone at the corner and quickly dialed the number.

Liu Xu didn't have to wait long. A luxury car slowly drove out of the Xinji headquarters, followed closely by two small Mercedes-Benz cars.

Further behind them were fifty vans that were mighty and majestic. Like a giant steel dragon, they were speeding towards Yau Ma Tei in an orderly manner.

That night, Hong Kong Island became unusually quiet because of Xinji's actions. Both the forces on Hong Kong Island and those outside Hong Kong Island stopped their actions.

He turned his attention to Yau Ma Tei, an area that belongs to He Liansheng.

Meanwhile in Mong Kok, Hung Hing's Liang Kun, Number Gang's Hu Dayong and other forces, big and small, all received an urgent order from the boss - to gather manpower and wait for further instructions.

Jiang Sheng had naturally anticipated the reactions of other Hong Kong community groups, but he still chose such a high-profile way to travel to Yau Ma Tei.

As the leader of the most powerful and territorially extensive gang in Hong Kong, he is well aware that his every move is under scrutiny.

Therefore, he had to be extremely cautious in his actions in order to stay on top of the world. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have gotten to where he is now.

As his exclusive Rolls-Royce sedan parked steadily in front of the "Starry Nightclub", Jiang Sheng first calmly ordered his men in the van to gather beside the car and wait.

Afterwards, he took a few trusted brothers and strode towards Box 208 of the nightclub with steady steps.

Inside the Yau Ma Tei Police Station, news had just been received that Jiang Sheng, the leader of the Xin Ji Society, had led a large group of thousands of his men to gather at the "Starry Nightclub".

Danny Lee couldn't help but rub his furrowed brows hard, his face full of worry and helplessness.

He sighed deeply, as if trying to calm the waves in his heart, then stood up suddenly and strode out of the office.

Danny Lee clapped his hands gently, instantly attracting the attention of Groups O and A and B. His sharp eyes swept over everyone.

Finally, he gave a crisp snap of his fingers as a signal: "Everyone, there is a mission, get ready to go!" His voice was full of unquestionable authority.

At the same time, in North Point, Gao Laofa also received the news that Xin Ji Longtou was personally leading a team to Yau Ma Tei.

He thought for a moment, then decisively notified all the hall leaders to step up their vigilance and closely monitor the movements of other societies to prevent any unexpected events.

Afterwards, he and his right-hand man Shanghaizi drove straight to Yau Ma Tei.

The purpose of his personal visit was not only to find out the reason why Jiang Sheng led the team to Yau Ma Tei, but also to prevent a direct conflict between Jiang Sheng and Liu Xu.

In a secret underground flour processing workshop in Shatin, the prince heard the news and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face, waiting to see how the situation would develop.

In a luxurious suite at the Cathay Hotel in Central, a middle-aged man in a neat suit was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the dreamy and bright lights of Victoria.

Because the situation in Yau Ma Tei was like a ship in the fog and it was difficult to tell the direction, after careful consideration, he finally gave up the idea of ​​launching the original plan immediately.

In the luxurious villa at Bel-Air in the western district of Hong Kong Island, before hanging up the phone, Jiang Tiansheng did not forget to instruct Liang Kun to closely monitor every move in Yau Ma Tei.

After hanging up the phone, he leisurely tasted the hot tea that Fang Ting had brewed for him, as if everything was under control.

Luo Tong, the head of the Dongxing Hall, Yuanlang, also received the news. He calmly instructed the remaining four hall masters to remain calm, not to act rashly, and to wait and see what happens.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

For Luotuo, Dongxing's main business is the "flour" business. Therefore, he is not keen on the competition for the chassis. At this moment, he is more concerned about whether the person he contacted can show up as soon as possible.

Tonight, Yau Ma Tei has undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. Many societies such as the Number Gang, Hong Tai, Zhong Xin Yi, He Ji, Zhong Qing Society, and Lian He Society have focused their attention on this.

They all knew one thing, that is, once Feng Xu and Jiang Sheng came into conflict, Xin Ji would mobilize fully; and He Liansheng would also stand up to protect Yau Ma Tei.

By then, the fierce battle between the first and third societies in Hong Kong Island started by Liu Xu would probably be difficult to calm down without half a year or even a year.

This is the perfect opportunity for these small and medium-sized communities to fish in troubled waters and expand. After all, every fight between major forces is accompanied by the rise and fall of countless small forces.

On the other side, Jiang Sheng had already entered the "Starry Nightclub" and walked into Box 208 with a group of people in a menacing manner.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, scanning every inch of the box, and finally stopped on Liu Xu and his son Jiang Xugang.

When he saw the scars on his son's head, his face instantly turned gloomy, revealing an inviolable majesty and anger.