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

Surprisingly, this energetic young man with blond hair was quite eloquent. He not only spoke clearly and logically, but also made witty remarks from time to time, which even surprised Han Bin.

When did this tongue-tied kid become so clever?

Chan Ho-nam had done his homework thoroughly for this rise to power, knowing everything about Tuen Mun like the back of his hand: "Tuen Mun began to develop in the early 1980s... the origins of Tuen Mun... Tuen Mun has three police stations, five hospitals... a population of over 600,000..."

Big B nodded with a look of satisfaction, and the other gang leaders also frequently cast admiring glances at him. It was clear that they still preferred the brainy gangsters, especially since Chan Ho-nam's fame, strength, and even achievements far surpassed those of the raw thugs.

At this moment, Lei Yaoyang, who was lurking in a corner on the second floor, remotely instructed Shengfan: "Insult him, expose his shortcomings, sow discord between Chen Haonan and Da B, and ruin his reputation!"

On a sudden impulse, Shengfan launched a personal attack: "Damn it, Chan Ho-nam, what right do you have to be the boss of Tuen Mun? Everyone knows you slept with your boss's woman, betrayed your fellow members, and killed your underling, Chau Pi!"

The entire group of gangsters booed and cast strange glances at Chan Ho-nam. Even though Chan Ho-nam's marriage to Sister B had silenced the gossip and broken the rule, this embarrassing incident was already a hot topic of gossip. Now that the old story had been brought up again, the gangsters, who were naturally fond of excitement, began to gloat.

"You bastard, what's the point of talking about topics unrelated to the speech? Mr. Li, I protest!"

Upon hearing this, Chan Ho-nam was so angry that he nearly lost his temper on the spot, and even Big B's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"The protest is valid. Don't talk too much about things unrelated to the election, lest it damage our brotherly harmony."

"I'm happy to see Big B get his comeuppance," Liang Kun said in a hoarse voice. Although he was also happy to see Big B get his comeuppance, as the leader of the gang, he had to broaden his horizons.

Despite Brother Kun's personal appearance to show his support, everyone knew that Chan Ho-nam had lost the momentum. Whether it's going out to fight or a showdown at the casino, momentum is always an essential element. Nobody in the underworld wants to be a coward.

Although Chan Ho-nam is a multi-talented individual, he is clearly far inferior to Lei Yiu-yeung in public speaking skills, even when giving guidance remotely, he is completely outmatched.

"Start voting!"

Chen Yao presided over the vote counting, and the final result was not unexpected. The vote was overwhelmingly in favor of Shengfan, with a margin of more than a hundred votes, which was a significant difference.

Fatty Li's face was full of smugness: "Big B, I gave your little brother a chance, but he's useless!"

He had long anticipated this outcome. No matter how powerful Chen Haonan was, how could he possibly be a match for Lei Yaoyang?

Now that he has won, he is gloating and is even happier than if he had taken the throne himself. Anyone who didn't know better would think that the barbarians were his sworn brothers!

"Damn it, Fatty Li, do you need to make sarcastic remarks here!"

Big B was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Chan Ho-nam was devastated, like a defeated rooster. Chicken, Bao Pi, Tai Tin Yee and others started a verbal battle with the savages, but in the end it was just impotent rage.

"Then I declare the winner of this debate to be the 'Shengfan'!" Chen Yao announced loudly. "And according to the rules set by Mr. Li, the Tuen Mun leader elected this time is..."

"Wait a minute, I have objections!"

All eyes turned to Qin Tai, with the hall masters looking surprised, puzzled, or astonished.

Chen Yao subconsciously looked at Liang Kun, who also looked completely bewildered. However, as a competent tool, even though he knew nothing, he still firmly stood by and said, "Atai's words are my opinion. Everyone, please listen quietly!"

Qin Tai said calmly, "A barbarian can't be the boss of Tuen Mun."

These words caused an uproar. Everyone, including Brother Kun, was stunned and couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment. Even Big B and Chan Ho-nam themselves were a bit confused.

Everything's settled now, so is it possible that Knife Tai came out specifically to support Chan Ho-nam?

When did their relationship become so good?

Fearing something might go wrong, Fatty Li hurriedly said, "Atai, this election was a result of everyone's unanimous vote, absolutely fair and just, without any manipulation!"

Qin Tai said with a half-smile, "Are you sure there's absolutely no exaggeration?"

"I was really curious earlier. From the very beginning of the debate, Shengfan kept looking up in one direction... People usually subconsciously seek support when they are nervous or anxious. I'm a little curious, which pillar on the second floor gave you courage and hope?"

After saying that, Qin Tai pulled out a throwing knife from his pocket and shot it towards a hidden corner on the second floor with lightning speed. A scream was heard and a disheveled figure fell from the height and rolled on the ground.

Instantly, the entire audience erupted in uproar again. Even the hall masters on the judges' panel stood up, recognizing the newcomer and exclaiming in surprise, "Lei Yaoyang, one of the Five Tigers of Dongxing? What is he doing here!"

The expressions of Shengfan and Feilao Li changed drastically in an instant. Shengfan panicked visibly and took a few steps back, only to stumble and fall flat on his face. In doing so, he immediately revealed his radio communication headset and the base hidden at his waist.

"Wow, what a huge earwax!"

Liang Kun let out a strange cry.

"Damn, no wonder he usually stutters when he speaks, but he's so fluent today. He was cheating!"

Shanji, Datian Er, and the others stared wide-eyed, furious.

At the same time, the Hung Hing gangsters surrounded the lone Lei Yaoyang. Even though he had a gun, he couldn't intimidate the crowd and was escorted to the front of the stage like a dead dog.

Lei Yaoyang broke down on the spot after just one glance at the savage.

Even someone as composed as him couldn't help but break down on the spot, angrily cursing, "Your brain is full of shit! I've had the worst luck to work with you!"

He never dreamed that, despite everything going so smoothly and even Hung Hing's leaders, Kwan and Tai, being outmaneuvered by him, this idiot, despite having one-on-one instruction via headset, would reveal his weakness by frequently looking up in nervousness.

Are you using night vision or eagle eyes? How could you possibly see me hiding behind a pillar?

In the end, he got himself into trouble!

"It's none of my business, Fatty Li, save me!"

The savage was verbally abused to his face, instantly enraging the Hung Hing members. They all glared at him with fierce and brutal eyes. Even the savage, who was indiscriminate in his eating and drinking, was so frightened that his anus tightened and he screamed in panic, his face turning pale.

"Fuck it! What does this have to do with me!"

The fat man, who had been implicated, was so frightened that his liver trembled and his face looked constipated. He hurriedly tried to distance himself from the situation, saying, "I only supported you because I couldn't stand Big B's rise to power. I never said I would protect you! Now you're betraying us and colluding with Tung Sing. You've already violated the three-knife-six-hole rule. If you're a brother, beat him to a pulp!"

"Kill him to death!"

The crowd shouted and yelled, with Chen Haonan's henchmen being the most excited. Chicken, Tai Tin Yee, Bao Pi, and others finally seized the opportunity and led their men out, eager to take revenge. Accompanied by a high-pitched scream, the barbarian's screams gradually faded away...

"I, Lui Yiu-yeung of Tung Sing, made one wrong move and lost the whole game. I have nothing to say! The thousands of Hung Hing brothers here could drown me with a single spit from any of them!" Even as death approached, Lui Yiu-yeung remained calm, desperately trying to survive. "It's just a pity that people outside say Hung Hing produces thugs, but I never expected them to rely entirely on gang fights. It's really unbecoming of them!"