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

"Brother Handsome, what I mean is, Scarface's settlement fee..." Scarface's henchman continued.

"Settlement allowance? Damn, is ten million enough for a settlement allowance?"

Brother Xiaosai was so angry he was almost cursing. The root of the matter was that Scarface was lustful and went to attack a student in the street for Zhu Wanfang, accidentally killing him. From accusations to intimidation, Zhu Wanfang was dragged into it, which gave Daozai Tai the opportunity to make trouble.

If Scarface were still alive, he'd make him pay back the money at the last minute. How dare he ask me for relocation expenses now?

I will never give you money, not in this lifetime.

"Damn it (money, huh?), I won't swallow this! Once this storm has passed and Hung Hing's kids have let their guard down, let's grab our weapons and smash up a few streets in Yau Ma Tei!"

The more Xiaosai Ge thought about it, the more humiliated he felt. He gritted his teeth in anger. After all, he was a ruthless man who controlled weapons. How could anyone tolerate being ridden on and pissed on by a foreign dragon?

Just as he was happily fantasizing about his triumphant revenge, the warehouse guard brought him terrible news.

"Brother Xiaosai, something terrible has happened! Our arms depot has been looted and completely emptied, leaving nothing but load-bearing walls! The processing plant has also been vandalized, suffering heavy losses. You need to come quickly!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Brother Xiaosai was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale. He coughed up a mouthful of saliva, hurriedly grabbed a car, and without caring about his gang of underlings, he grabbed a few henchmen and rushed anxiously toward his hideout.

"Shanjiachan! I just came out to settle a score, which blind bastard dared to steal from my house?"

Xiao Sa's forehead veins bulged, burning with rage. He had never been this angry, not even when Qin Tai swindled him out of ten million Hong Kong dollars. Who dared to provoke him?

Uncle Hai? Johnny Wang? Or a cop?

Xiao Sa was extremely anxious and didn't care about traffic light rules. He stepped on the gas and sped off, leaving the traffic police motorcycle far behind.

When he arrived at the truck warehouse of Hing Wong Logistics Terminal in Sha Tin, the scene before him almost made his blood boil and made him furious.

Everywhere there were dense bullet holes and gunpowder-smelling fragments, clearly indicating an extremely fierce gunfight had broken out, but there were no unfamiliar faces to be seen; those lying in pools of blood and amidst the hail of bullets were all his own underlings.

It's completely empty...

Just as my brother said, all the arms and ammunition crates, as well as the trucks used as cover, were all emptied and driven away, leaving only the empty load-bearing walls and Handsome Bro staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Who did it? Who did it?!"

Brother Xiaosai roared in frustration. He had just contacted a group of foreigners to come and inspect the goods, but in the end, even the warehouse was raided. This is cutting off my source of income. What's the difference between this and killing my mother?

He grabbed the informant and questioned him loudly. The man turned pale with fright and was brought over, trembling like a leaf.

"I...I...I don't know anything!" To everyone's surprise, the weak-kneed henchman didn't answer his boss's question at all. Instead, he looked in terror at what was behind the dashing guy, covering his head and trembling, "Please, please let me go! I've done what you told me to do!"

Ok?

At this moment, Brother Xiaosai realized something was wrong. Wait, the other party hadn't left yet. Was he being trapped like a turtle in a jar?

There are traps!

"Bang! Bang!"

After a series of swift and accurate shots, the henchmen brought by "Handsome Guy," including the one kneeling and begging for mercy, were riddled with bullets before they could even react, and were dead beyond any doubt.

He turned his head casually, only to find that the blinding headlights illuminated a white blur before his eyes, making it impossible to see the number of people or their faces. All he knew was that dozens of long guns had their safety pins pulled back and were pointed at his head.

"I surrender!"

The dashing guy wisely chose to follow his heart, raising his hands high, bowing his head, and kneeling on the ground, his face deathly pale.

He knew he had completely lost.

I was just extremely unwilling to accept it, and I didn't even know who my opponent was!

"I don't ask who you are. I know the rules of the underworld. Since you're not killing me, you must need my help. Please, just say the word. I also want to beg for a way to live, and I'll cooperate obediently!"

Even after being blindfolded and bound hand and foot, Xiao Sa still desperately sought a glimmer of hope for survival.

However, Wang Jianjun was ruthless and didn't say much. He pressed the gun against the man's temple and said, "Tell me where your drug manufacturing plant is, and I'll spare your life."

"Yes... I confess, I confess everything, right here..."

Brother Xiaosai was furious. It was one thing to rob my arms depot, but now they're even eyeing my powder shop! You guys are really trying to fleece me!

Unfortunately, his life was in their hands, so Xiao Sa didn't dare to resist in the slightest. He obediently revealed the location of his processing plant, and was then escorted by Wang Jianjun, Li Xiangdong, and others to another remote public housing estate in Sha Tin.

"Make them open the door. Don't look around. If you make the slightest move, I'll kill you." Wang Jianjun pressed his triangular bayonet against Xiaosage's side and said coldly, "You can try what it feels like to be stabbed with a bayonet and bleed to death."

Xiao Sa's forehead was covered in cold sweat. If a gun were pointed at his head, he would still have the courage to take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.

However, this triangular bayonet is no joke; it's a bloodletting weapon that lives up to its name. If you don't get to the hospital in time, you might bleed to death on the spot.

Even the most clueless person like Xiao Sa realized what was happening: "You...you're Wang Jianjun, one of Dao Zai Tai's men!"

Skilled wielders of the triangular bayonet are rare in the martial arts world. Only Wang Jianjun, a reclusive subordinate of Daozai Tai, has a formidable reputation. It turns out that Daozai Tai was playing a trick of feigning one thing while secretly doing another.

Did I lose so completely?

Wang Jianjun was too lazy to say anything more and pushed his triangular bayonet forward one centimeter.

"Knock knock! Open the door!"

Xiao Sa's chrysanthemum tightened, and he hurriedly banged on the iron gate of the processing plant (converted residential house). After a while, a crack opened in the peephole of the reinforced iron gate, and the henchmen inside saw Xiao Sa himself. They immediately relaxed their vigilance and opened the door without saying a word.

"Boss, what brings you here... Hmm? Ah—"

Before the gatekeeper could finish speaking, a triangular bayonet pierced his throat, and he died silently before he could utter another word.

The swift, precise, and ruthless methods were chilling, and even the bystander, Xiao Sa, broke out in a cold sweat.

Xiao Lin, Li Xiangdong, and others filed in one after another, pointing their guns at five drug-making workers wearing protective masks who were cleaning up sugar pills and No. 4 powder. The workers were terrified, and one of them raised his hands in surrender, fearing that if he was a step too slow, he would be shot.

"What to do with these people?"

Li Xiangdong inquired.

Xiao Lin's eyes were icy as he said, "The boss said that none of these drug dealers are innocent. Regardless of whether they are directly or indirectly involved in drug trafficking, they will all be killed without exception!"

"No, no, no... have mercy!"

In response, they were met with a barrage of cold bullets. Kobayashi, expressionless and wearing white gloves, pulled the trigger, taking the large black star from the guard's waist and killing all the drug manufacturers. In the end, he left the dashing guy to Cao Dahua.

"Officer Cao, Mr. Qin said that this shot will help you rise to the top, so you should fire it!"

Xiao Lin gave this opportunity to Cao Dahua.

"Thank you, I...I'll do it."