Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

In movies and TV dramas, the most bustling places in Shanghai are nightclubs.

Stepping into the city's largest nightclub, melodious songs drifted out: "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps..."

"Hello, sir, how many are in your party?"

A slender, alluringly dressed young woman walked over and asked.

"Hey, you three, by the way, is your boss Ding Li?" Chen Ziwen asked.

Immediately, many people nearby looked at Chen Ziwen. Were they here to see Boss Ding? Seeing the three men's strange attire, they became even more curious. Boss Ding Li was a legendary figure in Shanghai, not someone that just anyone could meet.

The waitress glanced at Chen Ziwen and his two companions, then asked with a hint of doubt, "Are you three friends of our boss?"

"Not now, but it will be in the future," Chen Ziwen said calmly.

A man in a black suit with a cold expression strode over and gestured for the waitress to move aside.

"Who are you, and what do you want with our boss?"

"And who are you?" Ah Xing stepped forward and asked.

"Tell me who you are first, or leave," the cold-faced man said, casually pulling out a gun and pointing it at Chen Ziwen and his two companions.

Immediately, someone around them sneered: "There are plenty of people who want to see Mr. Ding, and we've run into a few pretentious ones."

"Exactly! Dressed in such outlandish clothes, don't they even know their own worth? And they still want to see Mr. Ding?"

"A toad."

Chen Ziwen laughed and said, "Ah Xing, how many bullets do you think are in his gun?"

Ah Xing used his special ability to take a look, then turned around and smiled, "Four."

“I said there aren’t any, the bullets are all in your pocket,” Chen Ziwen laughed, pointing to Ah Xing’s pocket.

Ah Xing realized what was happening and laughed, "Oh right, boss, I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."

After saying that, he took out four bullets from his pocket and showed them to the cold-blooded man.

The cold-faced man's expression changed. He was very familiar with the bullet in Ah Xing's hand; it was a specially made bullet that Ah Xing used alone.

He hadn't thought much of Ah Xing's claim of having four bullets, assuming it was just a fluke. But now that the gun was empty, he couldn't help but suspect that the bullets Ah Xing had were the ones that should have been in his gun.

“Our boss wants to see Ding Li,” Ah Xing said again.

A serious look flashed in the cold-faced man's eyes. He waved his hand, and immediately more than a dozen men in black suits rushed out, each holding a gun and pointing it at Chen Ziwen and his two companions: "Not bad for your tricks. Who sent you?"

"Click-clack." The bullet is chambered.

"Ah, don't shoot! Don't shoot..." Zhou Dafu screamed in fright, his voice still effeminate.

The guests, on the contrary, showed little alarm, as if they were used to such scenes. Many even stood at a distance, watching with sneers and mockery.

Chen Ziwen said, "Ah Xing, some people aren't very bright. Since that's the case, let's play a game. The five on the left are yours, and the five on the right are mine. If you finish first, I'll grant you one request."

"Boss, is it okay if we take one less?" Ah Xing's eyes lit up, but then he started bargaining.

"Row."

Ah Xing was overjoyed and immediately activated his special ability. Instantly, the four men on his left trembled and began to sway from side to side, exclaiming, "I can't control myself anymore?"

The four men in black suits were horrified to find that the guns in their hands were pointed at their companions, and their fingers were on the triggers, ready to pull.

"Oh no, how could this be?" they exclaimed.

...

"Shoot them! They use sorcery!" the cold-faced man shouted.

The other eleven men in black suits immediately opened fire.

"Da da da……"

Gunshots rang out, but the bullets all flew into the ceiling, causing the ceiling fixtures to collapse.

"The gun barrel is crooked?" people exclaimed.

The onlookers also noticed that the barrels of the guns held by the eleven bodyguards were bent and pointing upwards.

"Don't move, or you'll be shot at yourselves in the next moment," Chen Ziwen said.

The gun barrel began to writhe like a snake, sometimes pointing at them, sometimes at their companions.

The armed bodyguards were stunned and dropped their guns on the ground.

"Sorcery, sorcery..."

Those who had been mocking Chen Ziwen and his companions earlier gasped in surprise and fled in panic.

"boss……"

Ah Xing exclaimed in surprise, then laughed and said, "Congratulations, boss, on your great progress! Your mental strength attribute has broken through one thousand, right?"

Chen Ziwen waved his hand, indicating that they would discuss this matter later. He looked at the dumbfounded, cold man and said calmly, "For the sake of Ding Li's resistance against the Japanese, I will not stoop to your level. Take us to see Ding Li."

Cheng Ye swallowed hard, forcing himself to calm down, and said, "Alright, this way please."

He led Chen Ziwen and the other two upstairs and immediately sent someone to inform Ding Li.

"I am Mr. Ding's nephew and bodyguard, Cheng Ye. This way, please, gentlemen." He had already realized that the other party was not there to cause trouble for his uncle, but seemed to be an anti-Japanese element as well.

Cheng Ye had the waiter bring coffee, a smile on his face: "May I ask how the three of you are addressed?"

Ah Xing said, "This is my boss, Chen Ziwen, and this is my grandfather, Zhou Dafu. As for me, just call me Ah Xing."

The door opened, and a man who looked to be in his thirties, with bright eyes and a very dashing appearance, walked in.

Behind him followed a tall woman with a beautiful face and a touch of heroism.

"This woman must be Ru Xian," Chen Ziwen thought to himself, noting that the woman before him bore a resemblance to the actress Gong Li.

"Uncle," Cheng Ye called out, quickly introducing Chen Ziwen and the other two.

Although Ding Li was dressed in a suit, he exuded a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world). He cupped his hands in greeting to the three men and asked, "May I ask what business the three of you have with me?"

"We've come to ask you for help arranging our food and lodging, and of course, to teach Kawashima Yoshiko a lesson while we're at it," Chen Ziwen said.

Ding Li frowned when he heard the first half of the sentence, but relaxed when he heard the second half. He thought to himself, "So he's an anti-Japanese element."

He had already heard from his subordinates about what had just happened and had seen the gun with the barrel askew. He knew that the three men before him were extraordinary, especially Chen Ziwen. In terms of demeanor, he felt that the other man was even more extraordinary than himself, the underworld boss of Shanghai.

"I see. Since we are like-minded people, I will take full responsibility for the food and lodging of the three of you in Shanghai from now on," Ding Li said with a smile.

After saying that, he picked up a pistol with a bent barrel and said, "To be able to bend a gun barrel, you gentlemen must have extraordinary skills. However, the islanders are powerful, and we need to unite as one. Every person and every gun is a force to be reckoned with."

Chen Ziwen understood what the other party meant; the other party wanted to see his skills for himself.

Just as Chen Ziwen was about to make his move, a cry of alarm rang out from downstairs: "Boss, Yoshiko Kawashima and Huang Jingui are here!"

Ding Li's expression changed, and he immediately cupped his hands to Chen Ziwen and the other two, saying, "Gentlemen, please rest first. I'll go..."

"Why don't we go down and take a look together? Has Mr. Ding forgotten what I just said? It's perfect timing that Yoshiko Kawashima is here, so I won't have to go looking for her."

“Okay, Mr. Chen, please.” Ding Li said with a smile.

The group went downstairs together, and when they reached the top of the stairs, they saw a person doing a series of somersaults in the air before landing easily without even breaking a sweat.

"I've heard that Miss Kawashima is quite skilled in martial arts. She's not even red-faced or out of breath right now. She's truly remarkable," Ding Li said in a deep voice.

Chen Ziwen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Boss, what are you laughing at?" Ah Xing asked.

Chen Ziwen pointed to the roof beam and said, "Look there."

There was a person lying there, dressed the same as Yoshiko Kawashima.

Everyone looked up, and just then, the man fell off the roof beam, crying out, "I'm sorry, Miss Kawashima, I just couldn't hold on any longer, I'm too tired."

"Ha ha……"

Everyone burst out laughing.

It turns out that the person who did the somersault just now wasn't Yoshiko Kawashima, but a stand-in.

If you lack the ability yourself, you hire a stand-in to show off, but then someone sees through it immediately. That's incredibly embarrassing.

The fact that the other person was from an island nation made everyone laugh even more heartily.

"Mr. Chen?"

A cry of surprise rang out, and the person who cried out was none other than Dajun.

His four fellow disciples exclaimed in surprise.

Although they hadn't had much contact with Chen Ziwen, they were already well aware of how terrifying he was. They arrived in 1930s Shanghai, expecting to live a life of luxury and become powerful figures, but little did they know that Mr. Chen and Zuo Songxing had also arrived in this era.

"What's with those expressions? Is that guy that powerful?" Yoshiko Kawashima whispered sharply.

Dajun whispered, "Very impressive."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Very impressive."

Yoshiko Kawashima shouted angrily, "Is that so? I'd like to see how powerful he is. Is he as powerful as us islanders? Is he as powerful as our airplanes and cannons?"

"Miss Kawashima..." Dajun wanted to say more.

Yoshiko Kawashima waved her hand and shouted, "No need to say anything more. It's shameful to boost the morale of others while diminishing our own."

She looked at Ding Li and asked, "Ding Li, what have you thought about what I told you last time? Don't say no to me. I hate it when people refuse me, or the consequences will be severe."

Ding Li snorted, "Is that so? I'd like to see just how serious the consequences Miss Kawashima mentioned will be."

He gave Cheng Ye a look, and Cheng Ye understood. He quietly withdrew to prepare for a possible firefight.

"Hahahaha." Kawashima Masako laughed to herself again, looking as if she had everything under control.

"Mr. Ding, why take it so seriously? It was just a joke. But Mr. Ding, your nightclub is in such a good location, and you even have a casino underground. You make thousands of dollars a day. It's really enviable!" Yoshiko Kawashima laughed.

"Really? What does Miss Kawashima want?" Ding Li asked.

“No problem,” Yoshiko Kawashima said, feigning magnanimity.

“Let’s make a bet. If you win, I’ll leave right away, okay?” Yoshiko Kawashima exclaimed.

Ding Li was about to agree when Chen Ziwen shouted, "What if you lose? And if we win, all you get is to leave? That's too easy on you!"

"How dare you!" Yoshiko Kawashima shouted angrily.