Hong Kong Variety Show: From Little Brother to Big Boss

On this tense and complicated night, two of the four major gangs in Hong Kong Island, Hung Hing and Tung Sing, are jointly planning a major operation against He Liansheng and Liu Xu in Yau Tsim Mong.

Both parties not only carefully planned their strategies, but also paid careful attention to details in order to achieve success.

As for the other hall masters of He Liansheng, the measures adopted by Hongxing and Dongxing are to confront them whenever possible to prevent the members of He Liansheng from thinking that they are trying to destroy their entire society, thereby causing major unrest.

In the Wan Chai District, Hongxing's boss B and East Star's Lin Peiru quickly mobilized 500 of their respective elite members to form an indestructible line of defense.

Lock down Chui Ji and his forces firmly in the Wan Chai District, cutting off his possibility of supporting Tsim Sha Tsui.

In the Bel-Air Villa, after Jiang Tiansheng arranged the tasks for the various hall masters tonight, he took Fang Ting and hid in a dark and secret basement in the villa.

Although it is called a basement, the space inside is actually quite large, and it is stocked with various frozen foods. It can be considered a low-level safe house.

During such a tense period, he did not sit there and wait for the results, but let Fang Ting continue to smoke, while he occasionally opened his mouth to taste the seafood and occasionally reached out to explore the secrets.

From such scenes and experiences, it is obvious that Jiang Tiansheng is a person who knows how to enjoy life.

In comparison, the life of the Eastern Star Dragon-headed White-crowned Bunting seems quite boring.

He sat alone in the Yuen Long main hall, drinking pot after pot of tea as a testimony to his inner anxiety. Although he seemed calm on the surface, his inner turmoil was hard to conceal.

This action not only concerns the future of Tung Sing, but also the reshuffle of the power of the Hong Kong Island community. As long as they can successfully break up the power of He Liansheng in Yau Tsim Mong, Tung Sing's strength will be able to jump to third place.

On the battlefields in various regions, members of Hongxing and Dongxing each performed their duties.

In Chai Wan, Hongxing leader Ma Wangjian and Dongxing leader Lei Yaoyang were responsible for holding back Lian Sheng Shuai Gou to prevent him from sending people to support Tsim Sha Tsui;

In Kwun Tong, the leader of the Hongxing clan, Dayu, was responsible for tying up the leaders of the Liansheng clan, Yu Tou Biao and Hong Gun Fei Mao, so that the two factions could not take even a single step out of Kwun Tong;

In North Point, the leader of the Hongxing clan, Fatty Lai, was responsible for interfering with the leader of the Liansheng clan, Shanghai Zai, to stop him from supporting the Yau Tsim Mong District;

In Wan Chai, Hongxing leader Big Brother B and Dongxing leader Lin Peiru were responsible for interfering with Liansheng leader Chuiji and surrounding his men in Wan Chai;

In Tsuen Wan, Hongxing's Tuen Mun leader, Dragon King, and Kwai Tsing leader, Han Bin, were responsible for pinning down Big D and fixing his men in Tsuen Wan's territory, preventing the other side from sending out any soldiers.

In Shatin, Hongxing leader Liang Kun was responsible for involving Liansheng leader Ah Quan. As Liang Kun had a private agreement with Liu Xu, he only involved half of Ah Quan's troops, and the other half rushed to Mong Kok;

In Tai Po, the leader of the Dongxing Hall, Gui Li Pang, was responsible for interfering with the leader of the Liansheng Hall, Da Pu Hei, and restricted their personnel from rushing to the Yau Tsim Mong District for support;

Kowloon and the last leader of the winning streak, Lao Guigang, were in a state of being left alone. Due to the sudden call from Uncle Deng, he did not choose to support Yau Tsim Mong, but silently waited for the result of tonight.

As night falls, the lights of Victoria Harbour sway gently in the breeze, like the heartbeat of this city that never sleeps, dazzling yet with a subtle undercurrent.

Chuiji stood on top of a tall building, his gaze passed through the layers of buildings and fixed on the sparkling sea. His eyes not only showed a gaze into the distance, but also a hint of worry.

"I hope Ah Xu can survive the alliance between Hung Hing and Tung Sing safely this time." Chui Ji prayed silently in his heart. Although his voice was soft, it was full of concern and trust.

The storm came violently and suddenly. The combined power of the two gangs should not be underestimated. All he could do was to prevent the thousand people surrounding his territory from heading to the battlefield in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Looking towards the north corner, Chuiji frowned, with doubts flooding his mind like a tide.

The scale of the manpower mobilized by Tung Sing and Hung Hing was too large, and it was impossible for Gao Laofa, as the leader of the gang, to not notice such a movement.

What is puzzling is that Gao Laofa has not taken any public or private response measures so far, which is completely inconsistent with his previous decisive style.

"Is Gao Laofa planning to sit back and do nothing, allowing the situation to deteriorate?" Chuiji pondered in his mind, but then shook his head, denying the idea.

Over the past few years, Gao Laofa has devoted a lot of effort to the prosperity and development of the society, and every decision he made reveals his careful consideration for the future of the society.

How could such a person make such an unwise decision? Impossible.

The actions of Hung Hing and Tung Sing to surround but not destroy the gang clearly told the participants and onlookers that the two sides in this fight had no intention of destruction or winning, but just wanted to gain some advantage.

In this case, no matter how big the fight is, the boss will not be involved. This is the tacit understanding between the societies.

"Perhaps he is waiting for the best opportunity to counterattack, or maybe he is making plans in secret." Chuiji speculated in his heart, "If nothing happened to the boss, then this battle is only local. Otherwise..."

Chuiji shook his head and silently affirmed: No otherwise, no otherwise.

The night was still as dark as ink, and the wind had become rapid and ominous.

Time slowly passed forward until five minutes ago, at the junction of North Point and Wan Chai, neon lights flickered in the night, giving this busy street a hazy color.

Gao Laofa lay comfortably in the back seat of the luxury car, his eyes lazily and expectantly glancing at the scenery rapidly receding on both sides of the car window.

He was full of anticipation and excitement for this trip. As long as he could deal with the uncles, he was confident that he could bring the club to a new level. Even being on par with Xinji was not impossible.

All the plans have quietly taken shape in his mind, waiting for the east wind to help him set sail.

When this confidence and expectation reached its peak, on the night street, a rapid roar of engines came from afar, breaking the tranquility of the night, like a wild beast quietly approaching in the dark.

Gao Laofa had just withdrawn his gaze from the window and was about to close his eyes to rest, when an ominous premonition suddenly came to his mind.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a black car rushing out from the opposite lane like a wild horse at a speed that was astonishing.

"Be careful!" The driver Shanlan and the bodyguard Heihu's terrified shouts had just sounded when the black car had already crashed into the vehicle they were riding in at an incredible angle.

The huge impact force made the whole world spin in an instant, car window glass flew everywhere, the sound of twisting metal was sharp and harsh, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline.

Gao Laofa's body was like a kite with a broken string, and severe pain instantly swept through his body.

His consciousness began to blur, but an indescribable anger and unwillingness rose in his heart - this was by no means an accident, but a premeditated collision, someone was attacking him in secret!

As if in response to his guess, the door of the vehicle that collided with him suddenly opened, and three middle-aged men wearing masks walked out.

There was no dialogue, nor any hesitation, only decisiveness and ferocity.

Three more people quickly approached the car where Gao Laofa was, took out the prepared face towels from their pockets, and covered the mouths and noses of the three people in the car who had already lost their resistance.

The action was very fast, and three minutes passed in a flash. When the leaders of Hongxing and Dongxing began to act, the action here just ended. After confirming that the three people in the car had stopped breathing, the masked three people quickly evacuated.