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

Once in the car, Jiang Tiansheng glanced at the beautiful woman in bright red on the passenger seat of the Porsche parked by the roadside, and without hesitation dialed Sister Yao's number.

"Find a way to incapacitate the target. I don't care what methods you use—poison, a knife, or a gun—but you can't let him win tomorrow's boxing match!"

Jiang Tiansheng had always wanted to recruit Qin Tai, and after witnessing Qin Tai's unwavering confidence at the gang meeting, he became even more eager to recruit him.

So he ordered Yao Jie's successor to render Qin Tai incapable of fighting. As long as he couldn't participate in the boxing match, the ownership of Yau Ma Tei would basically be in the hands of Tung Sing.

He had already reached an agreement with Camel, the leader of the Tung Sing triad, to exchange his Yau Ma Tei territory for huge concessions in the legitimate business world, which would greatly benefit Chiang Tin-sang's position.

The loss in Yau Ma Tei will not only cause Leung Kwan a heavy loss and make him lose face, but it will also be an opportunity to completely sow discord between Leung Kwan and Toastmaster Qin Tai, killing two birds with one stone.

With his personal charm and the seductive tactics of Yao Jie's disciples, he believed that a mere greenhorn, hot-blooded and impetuous young man, would have no chance of escaping his grasp.

At that time, Handsome Kun will no longer be a threat!

Sister Yao readily agreed, laughing, "Don't worry, I possess a colorless and odorless poison. After ingestion, there will be no outward signs, but any strenuous exercise will paralyze the muscles, leaving you like a lamb to the slaughter! However, it's considerably more expensive than murder..."

"No problem! Price is not an issue!"

Jiang Tiansheng's eyes lit up. This was even better. If Qin Tai lost on the stage, no one could see any flaws, which would maximize the damage to Liang Kun!

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Tiansheng also bet all 30 million Hong Kong dollars on the underground money exchange where Qin Tai was bound to lose, which was essentially a black boxing match.

A gangster who doesn't use his brain will remain a gangster for life!

Only he, the leader, is the ultimate winner in life!

"Atai, wait!"

Just as Qin Tai was eagerly preparing to go downstairs to inspect the luxury car and beautiful women that Thirteen Sister had given him, he was stopped by the Crown Prince.

In the previous God of Gamblers competition, Qin Tai gave everyone a tip: bet heavily on Gao Ao (from "God of Gamblers 2013"). As a result, everyone made a fortune. Thirteen Sister was so happy that she gave away luxury cars and beautiful women.

The others who drank the soup were also grateful to Qin Tai.

It is worth mentioning that Ko Chun was shot in the head during the God of Gamblers competition, and has since been taken to a safe area by Qin Tai for secret treatment.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?" Qin Tai asked.

"Atai, I heard that Dongxing recently hired a rising star in underground boxing. He seems to be a martial arts champion from the mainland. He's ruthless and fierce, and he swept aside a group of experts as soon as he debuted. He's invincible in the underground boxing arena. He's a secret weapon specifically targeting you! I think his name is Gao Gang."

A martial arts champion from inland China?

Gao Gang!

Isn't that the male lead of "Black Fist"?

The image of the power of the capital immediately flashed into Qin Tai's mind.

The prince said solemnly, "Although you are very talented in fighting, underground boxing is different from killing people. There are too many tricks and dirty tricks involved. If you are not careful, you can easily fall into a place of no return!"

Qin Tai thought the Crown Prince wanted to get a share of the profits from Yau Ma Tei and secure a spot in the fight, so he shook his head and said, "Brother Crown Prince, I'm sorry, the spots for the fighters in this Kowloon Fist Tournament have already been decided."

"Atai, you've misunderstood. I had no intention of participating!" the prince said sincerely. "This boxing match is of utmost importance and cannot be lost. I happen to have a lot of experience in the ring, so I can spar with you and give you some pointers on the spot, which will also help me gain some experience!"

The Crown Prince actually challenged Qin Tai to a duel?

This caused a huge uproar at the scene, with gangsters, like sharks smelling blood, flocking to watch.

Seeing that the other party was sincere and did not seem to be faking it, and that there was no warning from the crisis sensor, Qin Tai thought for a moment and immediately understood the Crown Prince's thoughts.

The reason they're being so attentive is definitely because they want something from me! Needless to say, they're short of money!

I've heard more than once that when he placed the bet, Prince was in Tsim Sha Tsui slashing someone and missed the call, and he was filled with regret.

Although Tsim Sha Tsui is a prime location, everyone still wants to take a bite out of it.

The area is a melting pot of people, with gangs vying for power and their influence deeply entrenched. Almost every night after midnight, battles rage on. Not to mention the powerful Ni family and Zhengxing, even long-established triads like Wo Luen Shing dream of one day taking over Tsim Sha Tsui.

The Crown Prince is the most capable fighter in Hung Hing, but also the one who spends the most money. The miscellaneous expenses, such as resettlement fees, funeral expenses, medical expenses, and food expenses, add up to a huge headache.

He tried to join in twice before, but failed both times. He can't possibly be a dignified leader, the God of War of Hung Hing, coming to beg for money again and again, can he?

Even a prince has his pride!

So after much deliberation, the clever man decided to do handsome Thai a favor, so that he could save face and everyone could make money happily together on equal footing. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

"Brother Crown Prince, I appreciate your kind intentions, but the competition is tomorrow, and there's no time to cram at the last minute. How about we ask for your guidance another day?"

Qin Tai quickly refused. No matter how powerful the Crown Prince was, he hadn't even crossed the threshold of Dark Force. Qin Tai was a master of Transformation Force. Wasn't this bullying him?

Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince thought Qin Tai was worried that the injury would affect the results of tomorrow's competition, so he immediately said considerately, "Don't worry, I will hold back and only teach you techniques without going all out. Hey you, bring over the whole set of protective gear!"

Qin Tai: "..."

No, Prince, I really don't want you to embarrass yourself in public.

However, now that they were being forced into this situation, the prince's underlings brought over protective gear and boxing gloves, and set aside an area where the remaining gang leaders and elite henchmen, who hadn't yet left, excitedly gathered around to watch.

One was the God of War of Hung Hing, and the other was a rising star in the underworld.

It's so exciting it'll absolutely blow your mind!

"Clap!"

The prince clashed his fists together to signal the start, and the gauntlets emitted a loud crack, demonstrating his absolute punching power.

"Atai, my specialty is Muay Thai, which emphasizes joint locks and close-quarters striking. The human body has so many vulnerable points. Once your opponent finds an opening, you'll be met with a barrage of attacks, such as to your lower body!"

The Crown Prince dutifully explained while simultaneously launching his own attack, even demonstrating a quick kick to Qin Tai's knee. Of course, the force was perfectly controlled, just enough to make Qin Tai lose his balance before he launched a relentless attack.

To the Crown Prince's bewilderment, the kick seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

On the contrary, it was as if they had kicked a hornet's nest.

"what?"

Something seems off.

The prince, somewhat embarrassed, coughed and said, "Atai, your lower body is still very stable, that's your strength, not bad. Next, you need to be careful of all sorts of underhanded elbows and hooks. A person's chin can only withstand a maximum of seven kilograms of impact force; even a slight overload can easily cause dizziness and fainting..."

Seizing the opportunity, the Crown Prince struck Qin Tai's chin with lightning speed. However, the blow nearly shattered the Crown Prince's fist, causing his mouth to twitch violently in pain.

Something's wrong, something's wrong!

Is this guy made of iron?!

Seeing that Qin Tai showed no intention of making a move, the Crown Prince beckoned and said, "Atai, your defense is excellent. Now let me see if there's anything you can improve in your attacks."

"Come on, hit me hard with all your might!"

Qin Tai's expression was strange: "Brother Crown Prince, are you sure?"

"Of course!" The prince proudly straightened his chest.

I've never heard of such a request in my life.

"Then I'm coming!"

Qin Tai restrained his strength as much as possible, and punched the Crown Prince's abdomen, which was covered in protective gear, before exhaling his energy.

"Ow~"

The prince's tears streamed down his face, and he bent over like a boiled shrimp, almost vomiting up his midnight snack from the previous night.

This is a complete disaster.

Brother Ji exclaimed, "No way, Prince! How many times did you do it last night? You look even more exhausted than me!"

The prince gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, slowly stood up, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile, saying, "I...I'm fine! Let's try again!"

As a battle maniac, he was the first person to be able to stand up again after taking a punch from Qin Tai.

"Atai, I'm getting serious now!"

The Crown Prince gave a reminder, then roared and unleashed a dozen punches in a very short time. After learning about Qin Tai's fighting strength, the Crown Prince was even more eager to hunt him down, and now he was giving it his all.

Qin Tai: "..."

He felt helpless and could only cooperate and continue to exchange blows. After taking two or three punches, he would take a few steps back, making it seem like they were evenly matched.

Otherwise, what else can be done?

We can't just knock out the crown prince and make him lose face, can we?

Finally, estimating that the time was almost up, Qin Tai seized the opportunity and delivered a straight punch to the Crown Prince's thick-armored chest.

Damn~

The prince's eyes turned green instantly, and he was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and almost fell backward. The pain was so intense that he almost saw his grandmother, and he had to grind his teeth to keep from crying out.

Now he was completely convinced.

"Stop! Prince, I'll get hurt if we go any further!"

At the crucial moment, it was Qin Tai, with his high emotional intelligence, who took the initiative to stop it: "Thank you for your guidance, Prince. I feel I've learned a lot. I, Atai, owe you a favor. When the investment company opens, please do me the honor of attending!"

"sure!"

The prince breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had escaped a disaster, and quickly took the opportunity to back down, his eyes filled with deep gratitude.

Fortunately, Qin Tai gave him enough face; otherwise, he would have been the one to lose face, and the title of "God of War of Hung Hing" would have become a complete joke.

This guy is terrifyingly strong. How ridiculous that I'm wielding my sword in front of Guan Yu!

I, Gan Zitai, owe him a favor!

"Ahem, Atai, although you are strong in offense and defense and your punches are powerful, you should know that there are always people more capable than you. Keep a sense of awe!" The prince, who always took life and death lightly and would fight anyone who disagreed, now tried to save face by quoting a cultured person and talking about profound principles.