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

Qin Tai threw another punch with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, the jackal's bones trembled violently. From its sternum to its ribs, it was twisted into a pretzel by the terrifying whirlwind fist force, leaving a clear turbine fist imprint. It was instantly dismantled into boneless chicken strips.

Before he could even spit out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs shattered along with his body, and in the blink of an eye, his eyes lost all their luster.

Qin Tai cast a disdainful glance at him.

Damn, 20 loyalty? That's really a born rebel!

Damn, even undercover cops don't have such low rank!

At least there are normal numbers like 20 or 30. If you go straight for a negative number, you can expect to get ripped off without even thinking!

As expected, those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. These special forces soldiers from the monkey country are truly untamed. Mingming and Wang Jianjun share a striking resemblance to Chang Wei, yet their values ​​are completely different.

"It seems that this is all the tricks Jin Neng has up his sleeve. I can get a good rest tonight and prepare for the battle tomorrow!"

Qin Tai patted Gao Jin on the shoulder, then turned a blind eye to the situation and left it to his subordinates, while he went to rest with the pretty girl Bobo.

Gao Jin was stunned, and he and Long Wu couldn't help but look at each other in disbelief, both deeply shocked.

The big boss is indeed a big boss. His emotions are hard to discern. When he is calm, everything is peaceful, but when he is angry, he is as fierce as thunder. He has shown what it means to serve a king like a tiger. Look at his subordinates. They all have awe and admiration for him, and their loyalty has risen in unison.

Nothing more was said that night. As expected, Jin Neng had run out of tricks. Perhaps he already knew that Gao Jin's participation in the battle was a done deal, so he focused his main efforts on his ultimate move in the competition. After all, Jin Qing had not yet been exposed, and for someone as loyal and righteous as Gao Jin, this was definitely a trump card!

"The second annual God of Gamblers Competition, also an international God of Gamblers Competition, has officially begun! A total of six representatives are participating: Gao Ao from Australia, Gao Jin from Hong Kong, Kim Il-woong from South Korea, Tony Vallando from the Philippines, and Tim from the United States!"

Western European representative..."

"There is no upper limit to the bet, but the lower limit is five million US dollars!"

"The playing cards are custom-made in Germany, so there is no possibility of counterfeiting. Each deck has subtle differences in its design, and they are destroyed immediately after each game to eliminate any possibility of cheating..."

"To avoid disturbing the contestants, each participant may bring only three people into the arena, in addition to essential members. The competition will end within thirty-six rounds to determine the final God of Gamblers..."

The host, who closely resembled Chen Yao, the White Paper Fan, passionately launched the God of Gamblers competition, while the contestants and their respective backers submitted their betting funds for verification.

As an angel investor and the biggest financial backer of Hong Kong Island, Qin Tai was not restricted by the three entourage members and could come and go freely. Bobo, looking slightly nervous, held Qin Tai's arm as they strolled on the red carpet, dressed in her finest attire.

As expected of a former dazzling Hong Kong star, she has striking good looks and, with a little learning, her demeanor is in no way inferior to that of an upper-class lady. As a female companion, she certainly attracted a lot of attention.

Perhaps she can't become a con artist, but she could consider entering the entertainment industry and replicating the glory of her past life. Qin Tai has money and power, and can easily become her sugar daddy, making her a star and boosting the reputation of her entertainment company.

Ahem, it's all for making money, not for lusting after Miss Hong Kong actresses... absolutely not!

As in the original story, Gao Jin also asked Ya Cha Su, Long Wu, and his surviving wife Xi Qi, "Jin, did you sleep well last night?"

Jin Neng always wore a smiling tiger face, with a kind smile on his lips and narrow eyes, making it impossible for anyone to guess his true thoughts.

Gao Jin sneered: "Thanks to you, although there were a few cockroaches that were quite noisy, I managed to kill them all, and I slept quite well last night."

Jin Neng remained expressionless and wanted to say some pre-match trash talk, but to his surprise, Long Wu's dead fish eyes were staring at him from close range, unblinking, as if a scholar had bumped into a soldier, as if he would be punched at any moment. Jin Neng's lips twitched, and he turned away uncomfortably.

"Oops, sorry!"

Toothpick Su seized the opportunity and bumped into him, easily switching the lipstick gun in Jin Neng's arms.

Unfortunately, Jin Neng, the master gambler, is not skilled in theft. If it were the villainous Godfather from "Once a Thief," he would probably have noticed something was wrong at a glance.

"So, did it work?"

Xi Qi asked impatiently.

"Absolutely!" Toothpick Su boasted smugly about his skills. "With me, Toothpick Su, on the job, it's a piece of cake! Taking things out of a bag is as easy as eating and drinking. Even if he's wearing a suit full of holes, or even medieval armor, I can steal his underwear with a clap of my hand!"

Xi Qi looked at him with disdain: "You're really good at bragging!"

Besides the face mask, what other openings could be found on medieval armor?

You think you can just pat someone and steal their underwear? Are you in a sci-fi movie?!

You're so good at bragging. If you really had that kind of ability, why didn't you just steal all the bullets from Ball's magazine when he had a gun to your head? Instead, you were scared out of your wits.

[Ding! Someone bragging has been detected near the host. Do you wish to materialize this by consuming 1 exchange point?]

"what?"

Qin Tai was amazed; heroes from all over the world were as numerous as carp crossing a river, and there were always surprises waiting for him.

"Reveal!"

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have acquired the master thief skill [Hidden Hands]! You can steal things as easily as if they were in an empty house, and your will can be changed at will, making your wishes come true!"

"Wait, why does this skill have such a strange note?"

Qin Tai rubbed his eyes, almost thinking he had misread it, and checked again and again.

The system's notes highlighted an incredibly powerful and revolutionary feature.

The ultimate technique of the master thief, "Shifting Stars"?

Even the hedgehog warrior, fully armored and armed to the teeth, can teleport and steal the inner lining of the garment, which is truly the pinnacle of skill!

From wallets and jewelry to watch linings, if you ever run into financial difficulties, you can become a star-studded entrepreneur and crush your competitors with your own hands.

"Could it be that Toothpick Su is just bragging after he succeeded? Even though this guy is a lowly nobody, he's definitely got some skills to replace King Qian Jin Neng's lipstick gun in such a short time!"

However, with his "Empty Hands" ability, Qin Tai probably wouldn't even need to deliberately stage a chance encounter, as the scene recorded by CCTV would be too easy to leave clues.

For him, a simple handshake or a pat on the shoulder might be enough to easily and comfortably complete the most complex theft.

But with Qin Tai's current wealth, how could he possibly do such petty theft?

He immediately thought of an amusing scenario: if tapping the butt of someone's gun could steal their magazine, how could tapping the magazine actually put the bullets in his hands?

Does that mean no one can point a gun at you?

Suddenly, Yan Shuangying's famous quote flashed into Qin Tai's mind: "I bet there are no bullets in your gun!"

As the judges and auditors rose to their feet and paid their respects, the emcee officially announced the start of the second annual God of Gamblers competition. Six representatives from various regions sat at a table and began a spectacular showdown of gambling skills. Behind them, the money boxes were filled with gleaming green US dollars, a dazzling sight to behold.

The winner of this round will take home the final prize pool, which includes all the chips from all the participants!

The starting prize pool is a whopping six billion US dollars! And that's just the minimum. If it goes all the way to the end, there might be a raise phase, at which point the prize pool could reach an unimaginable height.

What an astonishing astronomical figure!

This global event is destined to create overnight fortunes!