Hong Kong Variety Show: Who would still work hard for Big B after traveling through time?

"Congratulations, host. Jiang Tianyang's hatred for you has exploded. You have obtained a gold treasure chest."

Jiang Tianyang is not even worthy of being reformed.

Although I don't know why his hatred didn't explode, I can imagine that he didn't have a happy time on the gambling boat.

This is Chen Risheng’s original intention.

I have high hopes for you. I will let you be the leader, and only then can you be the leader.

I make you decent, and then you can be decent.

If you insist on competing with me, I can kill you at any time.

"Brother Sheng, the Eight-Faced Buddha's lair is ahead. Leng Feng and the others are already in position."

Tian Yangsheng came to report: "It's too dangerous here, why don't you go back to Siam?"

"What's so dangerous? There are 10 armed Apache helicopters. 20 of them are equipped with shoulder-fired missiles, two people each with a rocket launcher, and each with a sniper rifle."

Chen Risheng said: "If we can't wipe out the Eight-Faced Buddha with our firepower, can we still stay here?"

"Brother Sheng, forget I said anything."

Following Chen Risheng's order.

boom!

Bang bang bang!

With the crisp sound of sniper bullets, all the patrolling drug dealers were killed.

"Where did the gunshot come from? Where did the gunshot come from?"

The Eight-Faced Buddha was sleeping soundly with his head buried in the woman's chest when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of gunfire. He quickly sat up, picked up the golden double-barreled Desert Eagle next to him, and shot at the woman.

"Boss, boss."

"I ask you, where did the gunshots come from?"

"Boss, we don't know either. It seems like the attacks are coming from all directions?"

"Useless trash? Bang!"

The Eight-Faced Buddha shot the man in front of him with all his strength, then rushed out with his clothes on.

As soon as I went out, I heard the sound of da da da da da da da.

And there was a huge wind force coming. This was the movement of the armed helicopter.

"Who gave you permission to use armed helicopters?"

"Didn't I tell you that you can't use armed helicopters unless it's absolutely necessary?"

The Eight-Faced Buddha roared and fired wildly at the sky with his Desert Eagle, but he failed to calm the chaotic situation. He snatched the AK from the person next to him and fired a burst of shots?

No one listened to him.

The noise from the helicopter gunships was just too loud.

More importantly, the Hellfire missiles followed the appearance of the armed helicopters.

The houses next door were razed to the ground and a raging fire broke out.

"Who is it? Who is it? If you have the guts, come out and show yourself!"

The Eight-Faced Buddha roared.

The base and the team that were built with great difficulty were mostly wiped out by hundreds of Hellfire missiles.

Of course there are machine guns on helicopter gunships.

Those were machine gun bullets larger than 20mm. When they hit a person's body, it would either leave a big hole or destroy half of the body.

There is also a sniper rifle that can fire cold shots.

The Eight-Faced Buddha's head buzzed, as if he was in another world, watching his trusted brothers fall in a pool of blood one after another?

Are these government troops attacking?

But he didn't get any news at all. Which great god did I fail to take care of?

I manage hundreds of millions of dollars every year, aren't you satisfied?

Bang bang bang!

The Eight-Faced Buddha didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. All the bullets and shells flew past him, piercing through the bodies of his younger brothers and blowing up his warehouse.

Another incendiary bomb fell directly into his sugarcane forest, instantly causing a fire.

It's harvest time now, and things will catch fire as soon as they are burned.

What's more, he is very oily?

"Who is it?"

When the Eight-Faced Buddha looked at the camouflage uniforms taking off the armed helicopter, he knew that these were not government troops, because the government troops did not have such sophisticated equipment?

But I haven’t offended those big countries recently?

Moreover, the faces that were able to dispatch such an elite force were all from Asia.

Could it be the Dragon Country next door?

Although the Dragon Kingdom prohibits the entry of rock sugar, they generally do not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries.

What's more, he is now focused on developing the economy, so it is even more impossible for them to mobilize the economy to encircle and suppress him.

Did I offend someone I shouldn’t have offended?

I racked my brains but couldn't figure out who I had offended to cause such a big disaster?

I must see who wants to mess with me?

Perhaps with this mood in mind, the Eight-Faced Buddha threw away the weapon in his hand, lay on the ground with his hands on his head, waiting to be caught.

There is no way to not surrender. Where is the resistance? The response to them is the Hellfire missiles?

The anti-aircraft machine gun that the Eight-Faced Buddha had finally obtained was blown to pieces by the First Fire missile before it could even fire.

The warehouse where he stored munitions was attacked by spontaneous Hellfire missiles, causing a series of explosions.

Did he buy all that from Annan with real money?

Another part of them inherited General Khun Sa's power.

I didn't expect that it would be blown up so effortlessly.

Haha!

Haha! There is no comparison between the rebels and the government forces.

"Can I ask, which country are you from? What did I do to offend you that you must destroy me?"

When the Eight-Faced Buddha was arrested, he did not hide his identity, but instead asked Leng Feng directly.

Even if he wanted to hide his identity, he couldn't.

He was very strict with his subordinates, and used crystal sugar to control the people under him.

Once these guys get addicted to rock candy, they will definitely sell it. It would be better for the singles to stand up themselves.

"who are you?"

“I am the Eight-Faced Buddha.”

The words "Who are you?" greatly hurt the self-esteem of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

You killed me, don't you know who I am?

Don't you want to inquire about the situation before you destroy me?

Although I know that I rarely go out and always pay attention to my own safety, it's not possible that you don't even have a photo of me, right?

After all, the rock sugar kings of this era are still decades away. Do those rock sugar kings know how to counter-detection and hide?

Some even use puppets to trap others. Why don’t they show up or even stay in the base?

There isn't so much high technology these days. If you use others as puppets, they can kill you directly and become the real master.

Therefore, the people below must know who their masters are, who their bosses are, and who pays to support them.

"Are you the Eight-Faced Buddha?"

A loud shout attracted more than a dozen special forces soldiers who pointed their guns at the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Only then did the Eight-Faced Buddha feel a little bit of respect.

This is right!

You come to destroy me. I am the boss. The more afraid you are of me, the more respect you should show me.

Just like the sentence "Who are you" just now, do you know how much it hurts my self-esteem?

"I want to see your leader. I want to make a suggestion to your superiors. Even if I, the Eight-Faced Buddha, am going to die, I want to know at whose hands I will die."