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

But when they were called into the dark alley, their smiles vanished. The Hong Le gangsters outside responded instantly, and nearly a hundred men surrounded them, completely blocking their way.

Then, it was a one-sided beating.

"Boss, Miss Ann has been taken to the Gentlemen's VIP room! A fight has broken out outside too. Should we intervene?"

Wang Jianjun was excitedly rubbing his hands together.

"There's no rush, let's wait a bit longer."

Qin Tai remained calm and collected, letting the conflict escalate before it reached its peak.

About half an hour later.

Inside the private room of Gentleman Sheng, David Zhou, Beckham, Blackie, and Au Ka Chuen were being brutally beaten on the ground. Hong Le's thugs were eager to teach them a lesson they would never forget, beating them until they cried out for mercy.

"Boss, these guys have no connections, just teach them a lesson!"

The burly bodyguard spat out a mouthful of phlegm, put on his brass knuckles, and began to strike with ruthless force.

"Kid, you're not happy about this?"

Gentleman Sheng was furious and slapped David Zhou hard across the face, one slap after another. The latter's face quickly swelled up like a pig's head, but he still glared at him with a look of displeasure.

If it weren't for the cleaver at his neck, he would have loved to bite off a piece of Gentleman Sheng's flesh.

"You dare to fight me one-on-one!"

Ou Jiaquan was loyal and righteous. Even though he was beaten black and blue, he still shouted defiantly.

"You bastard, you dare to run me over with your car."

Gentleman Sheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Just now, Ou Jiaquan had driven to cover his brothers' escape and, seeing Gentleman Sheng alone, had stepped on the gas and rammed into him. If it weren't for his younger brother's timely rescue, Gentleman Sheng would probably be paralyzed by now.

Boom!

The elbow strike left Ou Jiaquan dazed and disoriented. Then, as fierce as he was, he grabbed Ou Jiaquan's head and slammed it viciously against the marble tabletop, again and again, until blood flowed freely and brains splattered everywhere, until Ou Jiaquan was barely breathing.

His fierce appearance completely terrified David Zhou and the others, who watched helplessly as their good brother was beaten into serious injury.

"Brother Sheng, please let them go! They are my friends, and my brother is inside too."

Ann cried her heart out, kneeling on the ground and pleading desperately, as helpless as a small white flower withering in the wind.

Gentleman Sheng couldn't help but soften his heart, and pointed at David Zhou, waving his hand and saying, "Cut off one of his hands! That will settle this matter."

"Yes!"

The burly bodyguard grinned maliciously, grabbed a machete, and brought it down. David Zhou was instantly filled with terror and his eyes widened in horror, but no matter how much he struggled, he was like a fish on a chopping board.

A bloodcurdling scream rang out, followed by a gruesome scene.

The modern-day Yang Guo ultimately couldn't escape the fate of losing an arm. He knelt on the ground, shouting hoarsely, while his monstrous arm on the ground twitched unwillingly.

"stop!"

At the crucial moment, Qin Tai deliberately delayed his appearance.

With a whoosh, a glass ashtray flew out like a cannonball, smashing into the bodyguard's chest. Accompanied by a dull, tooth-grinding cracking sound, in just a moment, his ribs caved in, and he groaned, coughing up blood as he collapsed to the ground.

"what?"

The gentleman's pupils dilated in shock.

Immediately following were the screams of his men. Kobayashi and Gao Jin displayed their skills, acting like ghosts in the cramped private room. In the blink of an eye, only Gentleman Sheng himself was still standing.

In the blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive positions shifted.

"Tai Baoqiu! Tai Baoqiu!"

Gentleman Sheng's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly called for his trusted subordinates, but instead, he was met with Feng Yuxiu and Wang Jianjun. One of them had a fierce look in his eyes, full of lingering satisfaction, while the other was expressionlessly wiping the blood-dripping triangular military dagger with a cold gaze.

This made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He stared at Qin Tai with wide eyes and a hint of anger in his eyes: "Handsome Tai, what do you mean? We, Hung Lok and Hung Hing, come from the same lineage. Are you declaring war?"

"Wasn't it you, Hong Le, who started this trouble first?" Qin Tai sneered. "Gentleman Sheng, what do you mean? Kidnapping my girl, and..."

They slashed and injured her family members; it's clear they don't respect me, Handsome Thai!

"What? Your girlfriend?"

Gentleman Sheng looked at Ah Ann, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, with suspicion. The moment Qin Tai appeared, she threw herself into Qin Tai's arms like a swallow returning to its nest, crying pitifully. This made Gentleman Sheng feel uneasy and even smell a hint of conspiracy.

Something's not right, something just doesn't feel right!

"Tsk tsk, that's terrible!"

Qin Tai arranged for the relatively intact Blackie and Beckham to take Ah Ann out. He glanced at the desolate battlefield and, unsurprisingly, Ou Jiaquan had been beaten into a vegetable by Gentleman Sheng. David Zhou had also had his arm chopped off, turning him into Yang Guo.

However, to be fair, this David Zhou in period costume really does look like the original cast.

There's also a previous version of Little Dragon Girl, Tong Keren, outside.

"It's so noisy, stop yelling!"

With a glance from Qin Tai, Feng Yuxiu squatted down and tapped David Zhou's remaining elbow several times, immediately using a joint-locking technique to block the flow of qi and blood, thus shielding David Zhou from pain.

The downside is also obvious: blood flow is completely cut off, the wound shrinks, and there is no hope of healing.

"Handsome Tai, I admit defeat now that I've fallen into your hands. Tell me, what do you want to make me stop?" Gentleman Sheng was quite pragmatic. He knew that even though he was an expert in boxing, he didn't dare to go head-to-head with a monster like Qin Tai who could punch people a hundred meters away.

"When you're in the game, you have to admit your mistakes and stand up straight when you get beaten!" Qin Tai said calmly. "Look how scared you were of my girl, and how you even turned her friend into a vegetable. You one-armed hero. You should at least pay seventy or eighty million in medical expenses."

Upon hearing this, Gentleman Sheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seventy or eighty million, my ass!

You think it's seven or eight thousand, the kind you can just casually pay for!

Do you think these scoundrels are made of gold?

"Impossible! That's way too much! You're just asking for the moon!"

Gentleman Sheng looked displeased and refused outright. After all, he was a prominent figure in Hong Le and couldn't afford to lose face.

"That means there's no room for negotiation! Let's follow the rules of the underworld and fight fire with fire. Hold him down!"

At Qin Tai's command, Gao Jin and Wang Jianjun, one on each side, kicked Shen Shisheng to his knees, pinned him down, and slowly raised his muscular arm.

"What are you going to do?"

The gentleman was terrified and struggled frantically, but in front of all the villains, he was as vulnerable and pitiful as a helpless chick.

"Since you're unwilling to pay money, then you'll have to pay with your body. You cut off someone's hand, so of course you have to return the favor with your own!"

Qin Tai said matter-of-factly.

"I...I'll pay for it, okay?!"

Gentleman Sheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood. You're allowed to ask for exorbitant prices, but I'm not allowed to bargain?

I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you!

We could have negotiated, but who would have thought this handsome Thai guy wouldn't play by the rules and would chop off our hands if we didn't pay!

"late!"

Qin Tai kicked the machete in front of David Zhou and asked, "If you can move, stand up. This is your only chance for revenge."

Upon hearing this, David Zhou, though pale and sweating profusely, mustered all his strength to stand up. His eyes were filled with rage as he gritted his teeth and used his remaining left hand to pick up the machete.

"No, no, no... no!" Gentleman Sheng was terrified, his eyes wide with horror.

"what--"

The same shrill scream rang out, and Gentleman Sheng could no longer maintain his domineering CEO demeanor. He cried out miserably, looking at the massive arm lying on the ground, almost in unbearable pain.