Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

"Master Buddha, I am confident that I can complete the mission. As long as you give me enough support and resources, I will be able to lead my brothers to kill Liu Xu and clear the obstacles for you."

Hearing this, Ba Fa Buddha's satisfied smile was mixed with a bit of helplessness. He patted Lai Qing on the shoulder to show his trust: "The Tianyang Group of Seven is already a difficult task. You must be brave enough to admit your shortcomings."

If the Tianyang Seven were really that easy to kill, they would have been killed during the Golden Triangle turmoil or the Xiayue battlefield. Not to mention that there was a Liu Xu who was even more difficult to kill than the Tianyang Seven.

He had heard that the other party was suspected to be able to not only sense murderous intent, but also sense danger in advance. You know, sensing murderous intent can only avoid assassinations close to you.

But if you can sense danger in advance, you can avoid sniper rifles in the dark.

He has people who can sense murderous intent in advance, but he does not have people who can sense danger. It is said that such people can not only fight one hundred people at a time, but are also good at assassination.

Therefore, for this kind of master, unless he is 100% sure that he can deal with him, Eight-Faced Buddha will not think of offending the other party. This is the ultimate reason why he simply gave up the balance.

If you can't afford to provoke someone, you can still avoid him.

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In Hong Kong Island, although police officers patrol 24 hours a day, day and night, they also organize large-scale sweeps and ID card checks from time to time.

But after the panic in the second half of August, large and small communities in Hong Kong Island have gradually adapted to this rhythm and have begun to constantly test the police's bottom line.

According to the current development of the situation, once the police officially stop the large-scale sweeps and patrols, the gangs will resume their previous unbridled behavior in the early morning of the next day.

The information provided by Scorpion Tail said that the two major gangs, East Star and Hongxing, had stopped their personnel deployment in recent days. It seemed that the personnel deployment was complete and they just needed a suitable opportunity to start the move.

Although he was confident that he could repel all the enemy's troops, after careful consideration, Liu Xu still planned to make some preparations just in case.

So, late at night that day, after saying hello to Tian Yangsheng and Tian Yangyi, he came to the residence at 98 Nathan Road, Tsim Sha Tsui alone.

Number 98 is the Ni family’s house number.

With a flying kick, he hung his hands on the wall, carefully sensing something.

After making sure that no one noticed, he pulled hard with both arms, and his body flew over the wall as if without the earth's gravity, and landed steadily inside the wall.

Liu Xu strolled leisurely along the way, as if he was walking in a quiet alley with no one around. His steps seemed casual, but in fact, every step he took cleverly avoided the eyes of surveillance and bodyguards.

When he arrived at the main entrance hall, although it was pitch black inside, he keenly sensed that if he pushed the door open directly, he would probably be greeted by a merciless barrage of gunfire.

Since the fair and honest approach doesn't work, the only option is to be a thief.

He quietly retreated back to the door, moving along the wall, looking for a more hidden entrance.

His eyes finally settled on the window on the second floor. It was a half-open window, and the moonlight shone through the gap and sprinkled on the ground below the window, forming a silver spot of light.

Liu Xu took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and then like a cheetah ready to pounce, he suddenly exerted force and made a light and precise leap.

The whole person drew a graceful arc in the air and landed steadily on the windowsill on the second floor.

He carefully looked around the room through the corner of the wall, confirmed that there was nothing unusual, gently opened the window, turned over and entered, and carefully approached the study.

He moved close to the crack in the door and used his extraordinary keen hearing to capture the low and secret conversation in the study.

Ni Kun's steady and powerful voice was discussing the delicate situation in the flour market in Siam with Han Chen. His words revealed his business acumen and political skills that should not be underestimated.

Suddenly, Liu Xu keenly noticed footsteps coming from the corner. He took a quick look at the shape of the corridor, and to increase friction, he blew a breath on the center of his palm.

Then he suddenly jumped up and supported himself on the triangular wall with his hands.

The person coming from behind was Ni Qian. He was wearing loose pajamas and slippers, humming a little tune as he walked, completely unaware that there was a person hanging above his head.

Liu Xu held his breath, pressed his body against the wall, and let Ni Qian swagger past him, finally disappearing at the door of Ni Kun's study.

In the study, Ni Kun, Ni Qian and Han Chen were talking secretly. Based on the information he initially heard by sticking to the door, Liu Xu guessed that it should be related to flour.

Three minutes, five minutes, every second seemed to be stretched countless times.

Eight minutes later, Ni Qian and Han Chen finally walked out of the study. After a brief greeting at the door, Ni Kun returned to the study alone.

Ni Qian and Han Chen continued to talk and laugh as they walked along the corridor. Their laughter sounded particularly harsh in the silent night.

Looking at the direction the two were heading, Liu Xu suspected that Ni Qian had some unspeakable hobby.

As the two people disappeared around the corner of the corridor, he landed steadily on his toes in a half-squatting position, without making a sound during the entire process.

He straightened his clothes, knocked on the study door politely, and waited for Ni Kun's response.

Inside the door, Ni Kun originally thought that it was Han Chen or Ni Qian who returned, but when he looked through the crack in the door and saw that it was Liu Xu standing outside, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

However, he quickly calmed down and asked in a voice that was both surprised and curious: "Welcome, Axu! You suddenly showed up at my house late at night. Are you here to settle accounts with me?"

Liu Xu smiled slightly and stated his purpose directly: "Settlement? Settlement of what? Settlement of the fact that you told Bamianfo that I destroyed Hongtai?"

Ni Kun smiled and stepped aside to welcome Liu Xu into the study. After filling a cup of hot tea for both of them, he asked curiously, "What eight-faced Buddha destroyed Hongtai?"

"Do you need me to mediate any conflict between you and the Eight-Faced Buddha?"

Although Ni Kun concealed it well, Liu Xu was still able to keenly notice that the other party's expression fluctuated slightly after he finished speaking, but he did not expose it, shook his head and continued:

"My martial arts realm has long reached the realm of utmost sincerity. If the Eight-Faced Buddha dares to send people to Hong Kong Island to cause trouble for me, I will personally take action and go to Siam to deal with the other party."

"I came here for Tsim Sha Tsui. This piece of land is a little too tempting. I have occupied it for less than a month, but it has attracted two jackals."

"There are even other jackals lurking in the dark. I need some help from outside forces."

"If you are not sure, you can actually consider returning the territory to our Ni family. There is no need to make yourself so hard, A Xu. I can pay 200 million Hong Kong dollars."

As soon as Ni Kun finished speaking, a burst of loud laughter instantly echoed over the study. Seeing that Ni Kun's expression gradually became ugly, Liu Xu forced himself to hold back.

"Uncle Kun, the monthly fee for Tsim Sha Tsui is 20 million Hong Kong dollars, which is 240 million Hong Kong dollars a year, and 720 million Hong Kong dollars in three years. Do you dare to pay the money? As long as you pay the money, I will let my people withdraw immediately."

Ni Kun's face was a little gloomy. The territory was originally snatched from his Ni family. How dare he ask for 720 million Hong Kong dollars? Isn't he a little too shameless?

He was silent for a moment. He could not take the territory anymore. The poppies in the Golden Triangle were about to mature. Taking over Tsim Sha Tsui would allow the Ni family to face the mad dog in the Golden Triangle.

"Tell me about your plan to lend you people. Let me make it clear that we are just doing business. Don't try to threaten me or my family's life to make me lend you people for free."