Hong Kong variety show: My handsome son, Kwan, is a master at making money in Hung Hing.

Even if Chiang Tin-yeung shamelessly returns to Hong Kong Island to participate in the next election for the top leader, he will only be crushed!

"The sixth one... the seventh one..."

Qin Tai's expression gradually became strange. One after another, the names of familiar villains or supporting characters jumped out at the paper. He seriously suspected that Liang Kun had not asked for the wrong list, but rather had picked up the wrong list of Hong Kong variety show scripts!

This is just too amazing!

The cheap boss quietly took care of the entire supply chain in Hong Kong Island.

Qin Tai strongly suspects that Liang Kun has invested all the money he earned from the finance company into charity. Otherwise, how can he explain that he has included almost all the well-known villains in Hong Kong variety shows?

As expected, your early elimination by Chan Ho-nam in the original story was a loss for the entire Hung Hing triad. Otherwise, if you had been in power for even a year, every member of Hung Hing would have been on the anti-drug squad's blacklist.

"Young man, I know a month is a bit harsh, but anything is possible. There are no hard and fast targets. As long as you go to each of them, it will serve as a warning to others!"

Liang Kun felt uneasy under Qin Tai's strange gaze and began to feel increasingly guilty, so he added a few points to his statement.

"Don't worry, Brother Kun, I guarantee I'll greet every single person on this list and make sure they get their money back. At the very least, I'll make them give me a decent explanation!"

Qin Tai agreed, casting a meaningful glance at him.

Since you personally promised to take responsibility for any consequences, there's no need to worry about the limits.

Let this list of debtors become a death note!

Every single drug dealer listed above will be executed and forced to sell salted duck eggs!

Perfect timing! We can also use these bloody negative examples of families being destroyed one by one on the list to give Liang Kun a harsh on-site lesson!

Going down the path of fandom is absolutely a dead end!

"Well done, little brother! With you in charge, I can finally relax!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Kun was overjoyed, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, treating it as nothing more than an ordinary debt collection trip.

God knows how interesting his expression will be when he finds out that the list of debtors has turned into a death note.

Just then, Liang Kun's henchman came in and shouted, "Brother Tai, there's a guy named Chen Luojun kneeling at the door all morning, saying he won't leave until he sees you!"

The main character, Chen Luojun, has finally arrived!

Qin Tai had been waiting for him for a long time. His arrival meant that Tornado had made his dying wish, and everything had gone as he expected.

I just wonder if, like in the original story, he failed to open up his Ren and Du meridians this time?

"Chen Luojun? Isn't that Tornado's underling?"

Liang Kun was no stranger to the focus of this storm, especially the guy's brute strength in punching Di Qiu, which left a deep impression.

"Let's go out and take a look."

Qin Tai said.

Outside the Times Building, Chen Luojun knelt with a determined look in his eyes, ignoring the strange looks from those around him. It was as if he would rather kneel to death in front of the door than fail to achieve his goal. This scene drew pointing fingers from the Hung Hing gang.

"Brother Tai!" "Brother Tai is here!" "Make way, everyone!"

When Qin Tai appeared surrounded by the crowd, Chen Luojun's eyes lit up immediately, and without hesitation, he kowtowed to him with resounding force: "Master, please accept me as your disciple!"

This caused the surrounding Hung Hing gangsters to look at each other in bewilderment. Kneeling down and becoming apprentices—what kind of tactic was this?

"I don't accept just any disciple, especially since you're older than me and have long missed the opportunity to learn martial arts."

Qin Tai didn't rush to agree, but instead shook his head in disdain, feigning reluctance.

"It's okay, I'll prove my determination and sincerity! I won't get up until you agree!"

Chen Luojun remained unmoved, his resolve unwavering.

Qin Tai waved his hand dismissively, "Go away, don't be disgusting!"

"Master, my boss told me before he died that I must become your apprentice and learn martial arts. I have a blood feud, and I must learn the skills to avenge him. I'm not trying to disgust you..." Chen Luojun thought Qin Tai was doubting his sincerity, so he said earnestly.

Qin Tai shook his head: "I don't doubt your sincerity or determination, I just despise your behavior. What do you mean you won't get up until I agree? Are you trying to ruin my business, or are you just disgusting the cleaning lady by eating, drinking, and relieving yourself at the door?"

sweat!

Sweat pours down like a waterfall!

Chen Luojun was dumbfounded, completely bewildered by Qin Tai's thought process.

Liang Kun and the others exchanged bewildered glances. Wasn't their focus a bit unusual?

"Get up. If you want to become my disciple, you'll have to let me see your background first." Qin Tai ordered, "Feng Yuxiu, come out and greet me."

"We're guests!"

"coming!"

Feng Yuxiu's eyes gleamed as he stood still and moved nimbly, his feet touching the shoulders of those in front of him as if flying over grass, landing gracefully like a crow taking off in an airplane. No one could tell that he was actually a cripple with a congenital disability.

Master!

Chen Luojun sighed inwardly.

"Show me your full strength, because I won't hold back. If you die here, no one will be there to collect your body," Qin Tai warned.

"no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Luojun was overjoyed to see that Qin Tai had immediately presented a test without hesitation. With his Ren meridian now open, his breathing and energy flow were far superior to what they used to be. He simply slammed his knee down and then easily used the momentum to leap up nimbly.

Qin Tai said, "Feng Yuxiu, go all out and do your best until I say stop."

"it is good!"

Feng Yuxiu's face flushed red, unable to hide his excitement. He looked Chen Luojun up and down with the same excited gaze he would give a stunning beauty. This made Chen Luojun feel uneasy and his heart tighten. He thought to himself, "Could this short guy with rough skin be gay?"

Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but be excited. He had been following Qin Tai for almost a year, and he had been so badly beaten that he questioned his life. Although he had a chance to challenge Qin Tai every month, every time he was punched by Qin Tai and couldn't get up, he would fall into deep doubt about life.

He's strong, as strong as a monster!

Outrageous!

What's even more outrageous is that he never saw Qin Tai practice any martial arts. He was either chasing women or on his way to chase women. He watched as Qin Tai had a large number of wives and concubines, but he never saw him practice martial arts even once!

This is really frustrating.

Now that he finally has a worthy opponent to fight to his heart's content, how could he not be excited?

"coming!"

The battle was about to break out. Feng Yuxiu paused for a moment, then quickly transformed into an arrow and pounced on Chen Luojun. Whether it was joint locks, fist techniques, or leg techniques, he displayed the charm of ancient martial arts. In contrast, Chen Luojun was a complete novice. Apart from the little bit of underground boxing, he relied almost entirely on ruthlessness.

However, his innate superhuman strength and tank-like physique allowed him to hold his own against the odds. Furthermore, with the power he gained from opening a Ren meridian, he began to subtly gain the upper hand over time.

There's no way around it, Chen Luojun has the natural talent of a protagonist, with superhuman strength and extraordinary physique, making him a fighting genius one in a million.

This moment makes one realize that, for most people, hard work can catch up with talent.

However, talent is far more important than hard work.

One percent inspiration is a thousand times greater than 99% effort.

The spectacular battle captivated all the onlookers. In the blink of an eye, the first floor of the Times Building was left in ruins by the two men, even alarming the police.

"That's it!"

Qin Tai, having observed enough, called a halt. Feng Yuxiu reluctantly stopped, his face full of unfinished business, and excitedly said, "Once you've mastered the basics, we'll have a proper contest!"