Against the Current Hong Kong 1979

Wrap-up party.

Jackie Chan booked the entire Ocean Palace, and he paid for all the food, drinks, and entertainment for the entire crew.

He himself met with several old friends, including Hung King-po and Yuen Biao, in a small private room to discuss some matters.

Jackie Chan spoke first: "Mr. Zou, let me go to the United States to lay low for a while."

"This is a good thing." Hong Jingbao nodded and said to Cheng Long, "With you here, Zou Sheng is worried about your safety and can't do some things freely. With you gone, this matter will be easier to resolve."

Wu Ma said, "I heard from Amin that Luo Wei contacted someone from Xinji and said he wouldn't stop until you re-signed with his company."

How could I possibly go back!

Jackie Chan shook his head, speechless, and said, "He did me a favor, but I've already repaid it. I simply can't accept going back to earn that meager three thousand dollar salary."

Lam Ching-ying warned, "Lo Wei isn't actually that daring, but the New Bureau is quite ruthless when it comes to things, so we have to be careful."

"When are you leaving?" Hong Jingbao asked.

Jackie Chan replied, "The day after tomorrow."

Hong Jingbao said, "I'll see you off when the time comes."

"No need for that," Jackie Chan said with a smile, waving his hand. "I'm not going alone; Mr. Chow will be coming with me. And Andy will be coming too."

"Huh?" Hong Jingbao was taken aback. "That Zhang Shuai'an? What makes him think he can go with us?"

Jackie Chan said, "You have no idea how clever he is. When I'm filming, whatever action I want, he can design it for me in less than half an hour. He's so useful."

He also speaks English. With his help when I went to Hollywood, I was able to adapt to the work there quickly.

Wu Ma chuckled and muttered, "This kid's got some good luck. He's only been ashore for less than two months, and he's already caused such a commotion."

The wrap party lasted until the early hours of the morning.

Some people wanted to continue having fun, so they stayed at the Ocean Palace nightclub.

Zhang Shuai'an had no interest in spending the night there, so he grabbed He Jiatong and headed back to their rented apartment.

On the way downstairs, I ran into Jackie Chan and his group.

Jackie Chan asked with concern, "Andy, are you going back so soon? Aren't you going to stay and play a little longer?"

"It's still more comfortable to sleep in the bed at home." Zhang Shuai'an had also drunk some alcohol, but he was still sober.

Jackie Chan said, "I'll have my driver take you."

Zhang Shuai'an declined, saying, "No need, it's not too far anyway, I can walk there."

"Anzai, over here."

A short while later, a car drove up in the distance; it was Ling Zhijian. He rolled down the window and waved to Zhang Shuai'an.

Zhang Shuai'an replied with a smile, "Brother Long, my friend is here to pick me up, so I won't trouble you."

Since Ling Zhijian had visited the Golden Harvest film set before, Jackie Chan naturally recognized him and didn't insist. He nodded to Zhang Shuai'an and then got into his luxury car.

Jackie Chan has his own full-time driver, who is paid an annual salary of 500,000 yuan.

"How did you end up here?" Zhang Shuai'an asked Ling Zhijian as he pulled He Jiatong into the car.

He Jiatong replied, "I asked Brother Jian to come. You'll definitely have some drinks at the wrap party, and it's not safe to walk back, so I asked Brother Jian to come and pick us up around midnight."

"Well done." Zhang Shuai'an gave He Jiatong a thumbs up.

A short while later, a chubby figure ran over and called out to Zhang Shuai'an, "Brother An, can you cooperate with me to take a few photos?"

Hearing the voice, Zhang Shuai'an looked up and saw it was Young Master Kuang. He teased, "In the blink of an eye, you've gone from a hen to a duck, but your equipment has improved quite a bit."

Young Master Kuang smiled shyly yet proudly: "It's all thanks to Brother An. Those few articles increased our tabloid's circulation by at least three thousand copies. The boss gave me a new camera so I could take more pictures of celebrities."

Just as Zhang Shuai'an was about to say something, he suddenly caught a strange glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

Jackie Chan's sports car hadn't gone far when a Nissan car suddenly appeared from a side road and quietly followed behind.

Zhang Shuai'an instinctively sensed something was wrong and immediately said to Ling Zhijian, "Brother Jian, follow that Japanese car in front."

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind, and he said to Young Master Kuang, "Get in the car quickly! There's no time to explain!"

"Huh?" Young Master Kuang was taken aback for a moment, but still obediently opened the car door and got in.

Ling Zhijian didn't know why Zhang Shuai'an said that, but he still did as he was told without any conditions, starting the car and following behind the Japanese car.

After an unknown amount of time, after several turns and entering a sparsely populated section of road, the Nissan suddenly disappeared from sight.

Ling Zhijian didn't dare to chase too closely and stopped at the intersection, cautiously looking around and saying, "That car is stopped at the end of the bend in the road, it seems to have forced Jackie Chan's car to stop."

A vague plan flashed through Zhang Shuai'an's mind.

He said to Ling Zhijian, "Brother Jian, keep the car running. When someone comes back later, just start the car. Don't worry about me."

"Should we call the police?" suggested Young Master Kuang.

Ling Zhijian shook his head and explained, "There's no village or shop in sight here. How can we call the police? We'd have to go back to the intersection two blocks away; there's a phone booth there."

The next second, Zhang Shuai'an said to He Jiatong, "Atong, get out of the car and run back to find a phone booth to call the police."

He Jiatong asked worriedly, "Brother An, you wouldn't be thinking of..."

"Do as I say," Zhang Shuai'an said.

"Then be careful." He Jiatong saw Zhang Shuai'an's eyes and knew that he had made up his mind. She immediately got out of the car without hesitation and ran back.

Zhang Shuai'an finally said to Young Master Kuang, "Young Master Kuang, just keep taking pictures over there. No matter what happens later, don't worry about it. Just find a safe spot to secretly take pictures, understand?"

"Understood!" Young Master Kuang was actually getting a little excited.

After giving the instructions, Zhang Shuai'an checked the system shop. He had over 1,200 star points, most of which he had obtained after his encounter with Zhao Yazhi. He hadn't used them much before, but now he had no choice but to use them.

Zhang Shuai'an gritted his teeth and directly consumed 1111 Star Points to exchange for [Innate Divine Strength].

"Host has successfully acquired the top-tier talent - [Innate Divine Strength]."

"【Innate Superhuman Strength LV.1】: When used, the strength exceeds that of an ordinary person by 3-5 times, which can cause lethal damage. The host can adjust the range and degree of damage himself. At the same time, his own defense is also 1-2 times that of an ordinary person."

Note: Using [Innate Divine Power] still consumes Starlight Points, 100 points per hour.

After reading the message, Zhang Shuai'an smiled. Although his [Innate Divine Strength] was consuming energy, he should be able to deal with the few thugs in front of him in less than an hour.

Zhang Shuai'an pressed himself against the wall, his entire body like a cheetah, rushing forward at an extremely fast speed under the cover of night.

at this time.

Jackie Chan's luxury car was forced to stop on the road, and the windows were splashed with yellow paint, completely blocking his view.

Four gangsters, each carrying a baseball bat, walked to the car window and pressed their fingers down towards Jackie Chan.

Jackie Chan rolled down the car window with a helpless expression. He had already planned to run away, but he didn't expect these gangsters to be so bold as to directly intercept his car. He should have stayed at home and waited until the day after tomorrow.

"Gentlemen, what are you planning to do?"

He now holds a prestigious position and has absolutely no need to fight to the death with gangsters.

One of the gangsters, carrying a baseball bat, said to Jackie Chan, "Get out of the car and come with us to see Mr. Luo."

Jackie Chan knew that if he went with them to meet Lo Wei, he would most likely have to sign that slave contract, which would be worse than death.

"Don't force us to take action!" the gangster said coldly. "You can go to Wan Chai and ask around about my style of doing things, Chan Yiu-sing. If you don't resist, nothing will happen. But if you dare to play tricks, I don't mind smashing your head in."

Jackie Chan said, "How much money did Lo Wei give you? I'll double it, no, ten times it, okay?"

"When you're in the game, you have to have some principles. What do you take us for... ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he took off.

Before the other three could react, they were each punched and fell to the ground.

However, he deliberately held back, so he didn't cause any major harm to these people.

This was obviously to make it easier for Kwong to film more thrilling scenes and gain more fame for himself.

"Brother Long, get out of the car and come with me!"

The visitor was none other than Zhang Shuai'an.

When Jackie Chan saw Zhang Shuai'an, he immediately felt relieved and, without saying a word, pulled the driver out of the car.

After getting off the bus, he finally asked, "Anzai, what brings you here?"

Zhang Shuai'an casually replied, "Just now, as soon as your car left, I saw another car following behind. I had a bad feeling about it, so I followed it too."

"Damn it, stop them!" Sure enough, Chen Yaoxing and the others quickly got up from the ground: "Switch to machetes, kill the other two except for Jackie Chan!"

Saying they'll kill someone is mostly just empty talk.

Zhang Shuai'an said to Jackie Chan, "My friend's car is parked at the intersection ahead. Get in quickly, I'll stop them first."

Jackie Chan said, "How can we do that? You'll be in danger. There are only four of them; we can take them down together."

"Absolutely not! Who knows if they have any accomplices nearby?"

Zhang Shuai'an urged, "They're coming for you. If you leave, I'll be safe and it will be easier for me to escape. Go directly to Jiahe to find Zou Sheng and He Sheng, don't go anywhere else."

"Thank you so much, Anzai! I will definitely repay you handsomely in the future." Jackie Chan immediately strode forward and rushed towards the car at the intersection.

As he spoke, Chen Yaoxing switched to a machete and rushed in front of Zhang Shuai'an: "Damn it, you're blocking my way, die!"

He raised his hand and chopped down at Zhang Shuai'an's head.

Zhang Shuai'an shook his head inwardly. This kid was indeed ruthless and heavy-handed; he was the type of brainless brute.

He took a step back without dodging, and took the tail of the knife.

The blade immediately cut a small opening in the skin, and blood flowed out.

Zhang Shuai'an took the opportunity to fall to the ground.

Kuang, who was secretly taking pictures from a distance, was startled and instinctively thought of shouting, but he quickly remembered Zhang Shuai'an's words: no matter what happens, don't move.

So I steadied the camera and continued taking pictures.

Chen Yaoxing was stunned. He thought Zhang Shuai'an was so powerful, but he didn't expect him to fall down with just a casual stab.

He glanced disdainfully at Zhang Shuai'an lying in a pool of blood, then turned and said, "Get in the car, keep chasing Jackie Chan. We have to catch him. If we don't catch him, we won't get the money."

But as soon as he finished speaking, his two underlings remained motionless, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

"Huh?" Chen Yaoxing sensed something was wrong. He turned his head and saw a fist the size of a sandbag.

"Bang!"

Once the car was out of sight, Zhang Shuai'an stopped pretending, got up, and broke Chen Yaoxing's nose with a single punch.

"Ah!" Chen Yaoxing screamed, covering his face with his hands, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The other three were stunned by what they saw and were unsure whether to continue fighting.

"Kill him!" Chen Yaoxing roared.

"Snap!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Shuai'an stomped on his thigh bone again, breaking it: "You want to kill someone, huh! You want to kill your friends, huh! You don't want to learn anything good, huh! You're a gangster, huh!"

With each curse he uttered, he stomped on Chen Yaoxing's foot, and Chen Yaoxing's screams grew increasingly agonizing.

The other three were so frightened that they dropped their knives and ran away.

"Run, try running!"

Zhang Shuai'an moved with lightning speed, dislocating the hands and feet of all three men.

Chen Yaoxing, despite being in so much pain, still managed to threaten, "I'm from Xinji. If you dare touch me, you're dead!"

"Yeah?"

Zhang Shuai'an pointed to his blood-covered body. "You're probably just a nobody now, right? You only took this mission to try and get ahead. Do you think the Xiang family of the New Bureau would stand up for a nobody like you? Don't be ridiculous!"

"Bang, bang..."

Zhang Shuai'an controlled the lane and kept punching Chen Yaoxing in the head.

It won't cause serious injury, but it will still cause him enough pain!

Soon, Chen Yaoxing was beaten until he begged for mercy: "Stop, stop hitting me, I give up. I'll call you Dad, Dad, please stop hitting me, please, ancestor, please stop... quack."

The other three gangsters, witnessing this scene, felt their souls tremble and began to shake.

Is this guy a celebrity? He seems even more ruthless than those gangsters!

Chen Yaoxing quickly passed out, and Zhang Shuai'an knocked out the other three as well.

Zhang Shuai'an was also a bit tired, and called out to the distance, "Young Master Kuang, have you gotten all the photos?"

"Got it! Got it!"

Kuang Dashao had climbed up a tree by the roadside at some point, but climbed down again after hearing Zhang Shuai'an's words.

The police arrived shortly afterward.

With Kwong Tai-shao as a witness and photos taken, the nature of the matter was not surprising.

When the police saw that Zhang Shuai'an was covered in blood, they took him to the hospital first.

……

the other side.

Jackie Chan did not go to Golden Harvest, but had Ling Zhijian drive him directly to his godfather Ho Koon-cheung's house.

Ho Koon-cheung was urgently woken up by his family and came to the living room to see a somewhat panicked Jackie Chan: "Jackie, what's... what happened?"

"I was almost kidnapped!" Jackie Chan briefly recounted the incident: "Andy covered for me, I don't know how he is now. Godfather, what should we do now?"

"Anzai is right, their target is you. Since you weren't there, the gangsters won't do anything to him."

He Guanchang's mind raced, and he said directly, "Don't wait until the day after tomorrow. Go to the airport now, fly to Japan first, then transfer to the United States. Mr. Zou and I will handle the rest!"

(Sunday, November 18, 1979)

Jackie Chan then asked, "Andy...?"

Ho Koon-cheung said, "There wasn't time to call him, so consider it a huge favor Golden Harvest owes him!"

(November 1979, Nanyang Business Daily)