Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

"No, Wei Yu, do you know why my mom doesn't dare to gamble anymore?" Afen looked at Xiao Suizi and the others and said softly.

"Is there some other explanation?" Wei Yu asked curiously.

“My mom was scared by the dragon head at the overpass! Do you think it might be that Uncle made them do it?” Afen asked curiously.

"It should be, because only when Father gives the order can Lian Hu personally take action," Wei Yu said.

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Suizi asked.

Ah Fen whispered something in Xiao Suizi's ear and briefly explained the situation to her.

“Oh, that means Dad has accepted you! That’s a good thing!” Xiao Suizi said.

"Really?" Afen asked excitedly.

“Of course, otherwise Father wouldn’t have ordered Lian Hu to take action. You should know that Lian Hu is the head of the Tianqiao Gang. Even when we went to Mingzhu last time, Lian Hu only showed up to greet us on the first day,” Xiao Suizi said.

"Why would Tianqiao listen to Uncle like that?" Although Afen knew that Tianqiao was very polite to Wei Yu and Wei Shang, she couldn't understand the relationship between them at all.

“The friendship between the Zhao family and the Lian family can be traced back to before the liberation. Although the two families have been stationed in the north and south respectively for many years, their relationship has never been broken,” Wei Yu said.

"Huh? Before Liberation?" Afen was surprised. Although she was from Mingzhu, she had studied history. It had been almost fifty years! The two families could be considered old friends.

No wonder when Wei Yu was in Mingzhu, everyone else was forced to film at gunpoint, but he not only beat up the leader of Hung Hing, but also got away with it without any consequences. The leader even personally saw him off.

Meanwhile, Tang Jun, far away in Mingzhu, couldn't help but sneeze. "What's wrong, Brother Jun?" Da Xia asked with concern when he saw his older brother sneeze.

"It's alright, I don't know who's talking badly about me behind my back! It's alright, let's get on with our business! We must drive those bastards from Dongxing out today!" Tang Jun said sternly, looking at Sha Meng across from him.

"Don't worry, Brother Jun, only Sandman came from Tung Sing today. We Hung Hing can definitely drive them out!" Big Shrimp said excitedly.

Because Tung Sing received drug support from Lu Shaohua, they made money quickly and their strength expanded rapidly. Now they are starting to try to extend their reach into Tsim Sha Tsui.

However, Tung Sing now knows that they are no match for the Sky Bridge Society, and the Triads' Ni family are all a bunch of desperados, so only Hung Hing's territory remains.

Tang Jun had previously managed the Tsim Sha Tsui market quite well, and since Hung Hing didn't sell noodles, it was a completely untapped market. How could Tung Sing possibly let this market slip by?

So today, the sand bugs have started bringing people to seize territory, all in order to expand their market. Ecstasy and methamphetamine don't require injection or inhalation like heroin.

All you need is a simple heated bottle to inhale methamphetamine, and ecstasy can be swallowed directly. It's much more discreet and convenient.

Now, Tung Sing has completely abandoned the heroin market and has begun to specialize in methamphetamine and ecstasy. Because the Chung Ching Society has been wiped out, there are fewer people selling these two substances on the market, resulting in less competition.

"Brothers, kill these bastards from Hung Hing! Tonight we must take over Tsim Sha Tsui!" Sandman encouraged them, and soon the two sides clashed.

Although it's Chinese New Year today, it doesn't stop either side from vying for territory.

Meanwhile, on a high-rise building not far from here, a group of people were watching the commotion.

"Wow. Tung Sing has become so powerful now? Didn't they say that the four members of Hung Hing and Tung Sing are teaming up to produce chicken essence?" A fat man in a suit joked while holding binoculars.

“Superintendent Wong, those Tung Sing guys must be on drugs!” Lam Lei-meng said with a smile after taking a look.

"Damn, these guys are really going all out? They're drugging these thugs?" Huang Bingyao asked, somewhat surprised.

“I heard that German soldiers often took drugs during World War II, otherwise their fighting ability wouldn’t have been so strong! And most importantly, Dongxing now has chefs, so drugs are very cheap!” Lin Leimeng looked at the two groups fighting below with complicated eyes.

"How's it going? Haven't you found that chef's drug lab yet?" Huang Bingyao asked, turning around.

“Not yet, but I know that your father, Sha Meng, is in charge of transportation every time Dongxing gets its goods, so I’m keeping an eye on him!” Lin Leimeng said.

"What? Is this sand bug cunning?" Huang Bingyao was very curious. He had encountered sand bugs before, and although they looked tall and strong, they were not very strong in combat.

But what does he see now? Sandman is actually fighting Tang Jun to a standstill?

"This guy is probably on drugs now! Otherwise, he wouldn't be a match for Tang Jun," Lin Leimeng said.

“Superintendent Huang, that guy Sandman always goes out to sea by boat. We don’t dare to go with him. After all, speedboats are impossible to hide in!” Lin Leimeng said helplessly.

“Since Wei Shang has entrusted us with this task, we must do it as soon as possible! Otherwise, we will be letting him down!” Huang Bingyao said.

"Don't worry, I know! I'll think of a solution as soon as possible! But this chef has been on the shore a few times, but every time we get a tip, we can't catch him!" Lin Leimeng was a little discouraged.

“That’s normal. This guy is incredibly cunning. He managed to escape from the mainland, which shows his capabilities! Even if we find something on him, we can’t arrest him. You should know that there’s no death penalty in Mingzhu now!” Huang Bingyao said.

"I understand!" Lin Leimeng immediately got it.

"Alright, notify the riot police to enter the scene. The fighting is over!" Huang Bingyao said.

"Hung Hing won? It seems Tang Jun is quite capable!" Lin Leimeng took out his walkie-talkie, gave the order to proceed, and turned to Huang Bingyao to say.

“He’s really good. With him in Tsim Sha Tsui, things are much easier for us. After all, Hung Hing is relatively law-abiding. But there are only a few years left. After the handover, if they want to continue to survive, they will have to consider transforming themselves!” Wong Bing-yiu said.

"That's their own business. If they don't change their ways, we'll just arrest them!" Lin Leimeng said nonchalantly.

“Alright, I’ll head back now. Keep an eye on the chef situation. If all else fails, we can try to bribe a few of the Tung Sing people to gather information!” Huang Bingyao said.

“Superintendent Huang, do you think those guys from the Tianqiao Association haven’t done anything? They still haven’t found anything, it’s because Tung Sing is keeping a close eye on things! That’s why I’m asking if we should put our hopes on the Coast Guard. I don’t believe that if the Coast Guards from both places work together, they still can’t find that chef?” Lin Leimeng said.

"It's not that easy. The ocean is vast, and they might not stay in one place! What if they're constantly moving around in the open sea? They only come to the nearshore area when it's time to deliver the goods!" Huang Bingyao said with a helpless expression.