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

After casually strolling around the casino for a couple of minutes, Chen Ziwen and Ah Xing left the nightclub.

Compared to later generations, Shanghai in the 1930s was not as prosperous, but its luxurious atmosphere of singing and dancing was still evident.

"Bang bang..."

Gunshots rang out in the distance.

"Boss, let's go back first," Ah Xing said.

Chen Ziwen indicated that it was alright and walked towards the direction from which the gunshots came.

Arriving in 1930s Shanghai, Chen Ziwen wanted to experience the atmosphere of the era. When trouble arose, he naturally wanted to see what was going on. With their current strength, even a large group of soldiers couldn't harm them.

A masked man was seen leaping between several cars, while a dozen or so islanders fired shots, but all of them missed.

The man hid behind a car, picked up a gun, and quickly returned fire, killing three Japanese soldiers with three shots. When he fired again, the pistol made a "click-click" sound.

"His gun is out of bullets, kill him!" shouted a military leader from an island nation.

The island nation soldiers seemed to have run out of bullets, and they drew their katanas and charged at the masked man.

The masked man picked up a bamboo stick from the roadside and flicked it, sending two island nation soldiers flying.

With another sweep of his staff, three more Japanese soldiers fell to the ground and were forcibly sent flying.

"This guy's kung fu is pretty good!" Ah Xing exclaimed.

"Who are you?"

"A captured island nation soldier shouted."

"Chen Zhen!"

The island nation soldier exclaimed in shock, "You're Chen Zhen? Aren't you in Manchuria?"

Chen Zhen slapped the Japanese soldier across the face and shouted, "That's Northeast China, not Manchuria!"

"Baka!" The other island soldiers roared in anger upon hearing Chen Zhen's words.

Just then, a large group of Japanese soldiers rushed over and fired at Chen Zhen.

"Kakaka..."

A series of clicking sounds rang out.

None of the island nation soldiers' guns fired a single bullet; they all jammed strangely.

"How could this be?" The island soldiers were horrified.

Although Chen Zhen was wearing a mask, his eyes were still visible. His eyes gleamed as he suddenly charged towards the Japanese soldiers.

"Bang bang..."

Chen Zhen fought with great skill and thoroughly enjoyed himself.

However, the commotion was so great that some Japanese soldiers drove over in cars.

Chen Zhen seemed to have the upper hand, but he was trapped among the Japanese soldiers.

"Let's go, help!" Chen Ziwen shouted. He wiped his hand across his own and A Xing's faces, and instantly their faces became illusory, as if a wisp of air obscured their features.

The two rushed forward at the same time.

Chen Ziwen and Ah Xing were both skilled in martial arts, and with just a few punches and kicks, they broke into the circle of Japanese soldiers and rescued Chen Zhen.

"Thank you both, righteous men," Chen Zhen said happily.

Although his kung fu was good, there were too many Japanese soldiers, and he was already injured.

“Let’s hurry, or we won’t be able to escape once they get close. I have a house nearby where we can hide temporarily,” Chen Zhen added.

Chen Ziwen looked at the cars and activated his special ability. "Pfft!" The tire of the car in front suddenly burst, and it rushed towards the houses on the side of the road.

The vehicles behind them suffered tire blowouts, and one of them overturned, leaving dozens of soldiers lying on the ground.

Chen Zhen was stunned.

Is it really possible for such a coincidence to happen? Although he really hoped it would.

Ah Xing looked at Chen Ziwen with envy. He was responsible for the first tire blowout, but he wasn't responsible for the tire blowouts on the subsequent cars, or even for one of the cars overturning.

"The boss is incredibly powerful."

"Explode!" Chen Ziwen shouted.

The overturned car exploded with a roar, and the Japanese soldiers who hadn't yet escaped were instantly engulfed by the flames.

"Lead!" Chen Ziwen shouted again.

A flame followed the gasoline flowing from the ground and burned the other cars.

"Run!" the island nation soldiers cried out.

"Boom boom boom..."

Several cars then exploded.

"Let's go," Chen Ziwen said, grabbing Ah Xing and Chen Zhen and quickly leaving.

Chen Zhen led the way to a secluded little house.

Chen Zhen was exhausted and collapsed to the ground, saying with admiration and gratitude, "Thank you both for your help."

He couldn't help but look at the two people's faces. He couldn't see through them. It was as if their faces were covered with a veil, which was much more sophisticated than his mask.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Ziwen revealed his and Ah Xing's faces.

"Sichuan Opera face-changing?" Chen Zhen said, then realized what he meant and took off the mask.

Struggling to his feet, he said to Chen Ziwen and A Xing, "Chen Zhen thanks the two heroes for saving me."

Ah Xing walked up to Chen Zhen and looked him over excitedly. "You're the great hero Chen Zhen who killed Fujita Tsuyoshi? Everyone said you were dead, but you're still alive!"

Chen Zhen laughed and said, "Actually, it was Ah Xiang who betrayed Master and became my stand-in."

He then looked at Chen Ziwen and said respectfully, "I don't know your names, but I will always remember your life-saving grace."

“This is my boss, Chen Ziwen. You can call him Mr. Chen. My name is A Xing.”

"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Thank you, Ah Xing," Chen Zhen said.

"Do you know Ding Li?" Chen Ziwen asked.

"Who doesn't know Mr. Ding Li of Shanghai?" Chen Zhen said, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"You seem to have some dissatisfaction with Ding Li?" Chen Ziwen asked with a smile.

In this era, to be honest, Chen Ziwen's first thought was to kill more Japanese people. But he and Ah Xing were destined not to be from this world, and they didn't know when they would have to go back. They could only hope that the people of the Celestial Empire in this era would kill more Japanese people, so that the people of the Celestial Empire in this world would suffer less.

Chen Zhen can be considered an assassin, and he plays a very important role in killing high-ranking officials in the island nation. The hypnotized Yoshiko Kawashima acts as an intelligence agent, while Ding Li is a patriotic businessman. Together, they can do a lot for the Celestial Empire.

"The Celestial Empire is poor and weak, yet some people enslave the people and act arrogantly. Chen Zhen disdains to associate with such people," Chen Zhen said.

Ah Xing immediately laughed, "Mr. Ding isn't a bad person, is he?"

Chen Zhen shook his head: "Mr. Chen, Ah Xing, I am deeply grateful for your saving me, but if you two are associated with Ding Li, I am afraid I cannot befriend you."

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"How do you know Ding Li is a bad guy? Do you even know him?" Chen Ziwen asked.

“Perfect timing. I’m going to see Ding Li now. Why don’t you come with us to see Ding Li? Once you see him, you’ll know what kind of person Ding Li is. With Ding Li’s help, you can kill more Japanese people, and even high-ranking officials in Japan,” Chen Ziwen said.

"Isn't Ding Li allied with the Japanese? His father-in-law is a lackey of the Japanese," Chen Zhen said.

“Oh, you know that? It seems you have some special sources. However, Ding Li doesn’t know that his future father-in-law is a traitor and a lackey. I was just about to remind Ding Li of this. You should know that Ding Li and Kawashima Yoshiko have a deep-seated grudge. Today, Ding Li even embarrassed Kawashima Yoshiko and forced Huang Jingui to flee in a sorry state,” Chen Ziwen said.

Chen Zhen was filled with suspicion.

"You'll know once you go and meet them," Chen Ziwen said.

Back at the nightclub, Ding Li rushed over when he heard that Chen Ziwen and the others had returned.

"Mr. Chen, were you and Ah Xing the ones who killed the Japanese before? And this is Chen Zhen, the great hero who killed Fujita Tsuyoshi, the number one killing weapon in Japan?" Ding Li shouted.

Chen Ziwen introduced the two of them.

Twenty minutes later, Chen Zhen realized that he had misunderstood Ding Li.

"Hahahaha!" Ding Li laughed loudly.

"However, with a master like Mr. Chen Zhen, it will be much easier to kill high-ranking officials in the island nation. With Yoshiko Kawashima passing on information within the island nation and my financial support, the elimination of important figures in the island nation is just around the corner."

Suddenly, a commotion arose downstairs, accompanied by shouts of "Open the door!"

“Uncle, the Japanese are searching for Chen Zhen,” Cheng Ye called out as he walked up.

"It's okay, open the door."

Ding Li then said to Chen Ziwen and the others, "There is a secret room here. You can go inside and hide for a while."

Soon, a group of soldiers from the island nation rushed in, including the chairman.

Ding Li went to greet him, but was inwardly astonished. His future father-in-law was indeed a traitor and a sellout.

After talking for a while, the island nation soldiers withdrew.

Chen Ziwen and the others came out, and Ding Li sighed, "I really like Ruxian. I never expected my future father-in-law to be this kind of person. It seems that Ruxian and I are destined to be apart."

“Ruxian is a good girl, you can continue to marry her. As for her father, he can be hypnotized as well,” Chen Ziwen said.

"Mr. Chen, thank you very much. Ding Li is extremely grateful. If there is anything I can do for you, please feel free to ask."

Ding Li bowed deeply.

Chen Zhen sighed, "I never imagined that Mr. Ding, with such power, would be so deeply in love with a woman."

He had already realized that although Ding Li respected Chen Ziwen, they were equals. Now, however, Ding Li was performing such a grand ceremony for Chen Ziwen because of a woman. While the woman was certainly not simple, it also showed that Ding Li was actually a man of true feelings.

"Missing Photon?" Chen Ziwen whispered.

Chen Zhen trembled, gave a bitter laugh, and remained silent, his mood sinking further.

“Eight years, just eight more years, and the war against Japan will be successful. Then you can go find that woman,” Chen Ziwen said.

"Will the War of Resistance against Japan succeed in eight years?" Chen Zhen asked excitedly, unaware that Chen Ziwen, Ah Xing, and the others came from Hong Kong Island in the 1990s.

He had been to the three northeastern provinces. Originally, he left Tianjin intending to go to the Northeast to wreak havoc, but after arriving there and witnessing the terror of those large-scale Japanese soldiers, he became quite disheartened.

But Chen Ziwen was no ordinary person; he never spoke without purpose. Even the most absurd words sounded convincing coming from his mouth.

"Don't worry, the island nation will surrender in 1945," Chen Ziwen added.

Ding Li and Chen Zhen couldn't help but look at Chen Ziwen. He was powerful, mysterious, and worthy of respect. Perhaps he could really drive the Japanese out of China in eight years.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, Cheng Ye sent back news that the Japanese had arrested a number of innocent citizens, including many with considerable wealth. Someone had secretly spread the word that each of them would be paid ten small yellow croakers.