Hong Kong 1990: From stuntman to King of Kung Fu

A beat-up Toyota slowly pulled up in front of an upscale residential complex in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"This is the most dilapidated car I've ridden in in recent years," Rosamund Kwan said with disdain.

"This car isn't old; it's only been bought a short time. It just had an accident and was repaired, so it only looks old."

Whether it needs repair or not is not important; what matters is that it's cheap.

Damn, is Toyota really that low-class?

It's at least better than Mazda.

"I'll go pick up a Mercedes tomorrow," Tang Long said through gritted teeth.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and a horse makes the shore, especially in the entertainment industry where appearances and pomp are highly valued. He definitely needs a better car.

I didn't feel anything before, but it became especially noticeable when I joined the "Twin Dragons" crew.

The parking lot was filled with Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Land Rover, Jaguar, and even one or two Rolls-Royces.

His Toyota is the lowest quality.

Upon hearing this, Rosamund Kwan couldn't help but smile slightly and said softly:

"I have a cat that can do backflips, want to come up and take a look?"

Tang Long's heart skipped a beat, and he stared into her eyes, saying:

"Sister Zhilin, are you serious? Won't some big shot come looking for trouble with me later?"

"Of course I'm serious, but do you have the guts?"

Tang Long was most sensitive to matters of the heart, so he didn't reply and started the car to drive into the residential area.

Upon seeing this, Rosamund Kwan's lips curled up even wider.

Upon entering the room, the two locked eyes.

They paused for a few seconds, then suddenly kissed passionately.

From the entrance hall to the living room, and then to the bedroom, clothes fluttered down all the way.

With a bang, the bedroom door was slammed shut, and the living room fell silent once more.

Only faint meows came from the bedroom, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, lasting for more than an hour.

"Your performance was good."

Rosamund Kwan's voice was a little hoarse and hurried.

Tang Long smiled but didn't say anything. He simply gently tucked the wet hair that clung to her face behind her ear.

It took Rosamund Kwan a while to process the joy that reached the depths of her soul.

She gently stroked Tang Long's well-defined abdominal muscles, feeling increasingly satisfied.

Although she had previously been involved with wealthy men and had been financially satisfied, she had never experienced physical pleasure.

And now Tang Long has done it.

It's fair to say that she had never experienced such an unparalleled feeling before.

This made her feel like she had wasted her life.

Is money really that important?

Should we give up this irresistible feeling for the sake of money?

For the first time, she began to doubt her previously unwavering beliefs.

Originally, after experiencing Tang Long's young and explosive body, she was prepared to let him leave.

But now she's a little reluctant to part with it.

To her surprise, while she was reluctant to leave, Tang Long got up to prepare to depart.

"You're going back? Not staying here tonight?"

Tang Long picked up the underwear that had been thrown on the ground and laughed as he put it on:

"No, the land of gentle pleasures is a graveyard for heroes. If I stay here overnight, I'm afraid I'll lose myself in your embrace."

Seeing that Tang Long's eyes were clear, Guan Zhilin knew that he was saying this on purpose.

"You are the first person who can control their desires in front of me."

"I can't control myself. If I could, I wouldn't have come up here with you to see the kitten doing a backflip."

After saying that, he leaned down and gave Rosamund Kwan a kiss, and as their lips parted, he couldn't help but grab her hand.

"I have to go now."

"Wait a moment."

Tang Long stopped, and saw Guan Zhilin stand up directly, exposing the mountains and valleys to the light.

She took a wad of Hong Kong dollars from the bedside table drawer and stuffed it into his waistband.

"This is your tip."

Tang Long was immediately speechless.

I was actually being teased.

If she hadn't already put her pants on, she would have definitely given her a good talking-to.

Seeing Tang Long leave with gritted teeth, Rosamund Kwan couldn't help but laugh.

Her smile gradually faded only after she heard the door close.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of loss.

She herself didn't realize that Tang Long was making a deeper impression on her.

Meanwhile, Tang Long went straight home after leaving.

I had a good experience tonight.

He never expected that Rosamund Kwan, who was nearly thirty, would still be guarding such a narrow path.

It seems the previous trailblazers weren't up to par.

No wonder he often stares at himself while filming.

It turns out this woman was lusting after his body.

Of course, he was also attracted to her body; their desires were both very pure.

Rosamund Kwan is a woman with very clear goals, and Tang Long doesn't have the same possessiveness towards her as Liu Jialing.

Meeting occasionally to comfort each other is fine.

No man can resist Rosamund Kwan's beauty nowadays; even Andy Lau is captivated by her looks.

After a good night's sleep at home, Tang Long arrived at the film set the next day, full of energy.

Rosamund Kwan seemed to treat last night's events as if they had never happened, maintaining her usual attitude.

But after work, the two of them spent several days in a row at her home in Tsim Sha Tsui, completely absorbed in each other.

They both had a certain understanding of each other's tastes.

Time flies, and before they knew it, Rosamund Kwan's scenes were about to wrap up.

Because there were two directors filming at the same time, the filming progressed very quickly.

Just after 1991, only one scene remained in "Twin Dragons," where Jackie Chan and Tang Lung team up to fight against the mastermind behind the scenes, Sammo Hung.

That's right, Ng See-yuen invited Sammo Hung, the big brother of the gang, to make a cameo appearance as the final villain, just so that the three of them could have a good fight.

Action choreographer Yuen Woo-ping, along with Sammo Hung, Cheng Lung, and even Tang Lung, all have unique insights into action design.

At first, there were some arguments among them, and Tang Long just watched them argue silently.

He is inexperienced, less famous than others, and not of high enough status to argue with them.

However, the argument was just the beginning. As they worked together, they started brainstorming ideas to make the final fight scene as exciting as possible.

Now Tang Long can get involved.

Moreover, as some of his action designs were adopted, Hung Kam-po and Jackie Chan were impressed.

This young man actually has some real skills.

With the help of the team, the last scene was filmed in less than three days.

Xu Ke watched the final scene with satisfaction, then picked up a megaphone and loudly announced that filming for "Twin Dragons" had wrapped.

In just twenty days, an action movie was filmed, which is quite efficient.

At the wrap party that followed, Tang Long, holding a wine glass, specifically sought out Hung Kam-po:

"Brother Sanmao, I haven't congratulated you on your marriage yet."

I was filming in mainland China and couldn't attend your wedding, so I'm taking this opportunity to toast you and wish you a healthy baby soon.

Not long ago, Sammo Hung held a wedding with his apprentice, Miss Hong Kong winner, and mixed-race beauty Joyce Godenzi.

Most of the entertainment industry was invited to attend.

Thanks to Tang Jia's connections and his current fame, Tang Long naturally received an invitation as well.

However, he was filming "Reign of Assassins" in mainland China at the time and could not attend in person, so he had his uncle Tang Jia deliver the red envelope on his behalf.