Hong Kong variety show: I Am a Tycoon

Chapter 159 The storm is rising
Tsim Sha Tsui.

Hung Hing's nightclubs are brightly lit and filled with extravagant revelry.

At this moment, the men and women on the dance floor were swaying their bodies with all their might, and the resident DJ was shouting into the microphone.

No one knew that a conspiracy was about to unfold. A beautiful woman with dyed blue hair, for some unknown reason, slowly collapsed on the dance floor, foaming at the mouth.

At first, her companions didn't notice, but they only realized it after the music ended and everyone had left.

For a moment, the men and women on the dance floor screamed.

The scene inside the lobby had already alerted the security guards on duty.

A member of the Hung Hing triad shouted as he walked, "If you're going to dance, then dance! What's all the noise about?"

Upon getting closer, the Hung Hing guy's expression changed drastically, because he was the one who had just sold the goods to this pretty woman. He immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Brother Piao, something's happened."

Piaohu and A-San rushed to the lobby immediately. Both of them were covered in cold sweat. They were also a little terrified. They were just selling some laundry detergent, how could someone have died!

Originally, they just wanted to get rid of the goods immediately without alerting the top management of Hung Hing.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problem with this.

Unexpectedly, a major incident occurred on the very first day.

This will inevitably attract the attention of the Hung Hing leadership. His poor performance in guarding the premises, coupled with violating gang rules, makes him undeniably responsible!

Piao Hu and the others quickly squeezed into the crowd and joined hands with the tall and strong Hung Hing-zai to form a human wall.

"It's just heatstroke, what's the big deal?"

"Hey handsome, I'm warning you, don't talk nonsense!"

Several henchmen lifted the pretty girl up and dragged her into the office.

"It's obvious that their laundry detergent killed people!"

"When I first received it, it looked a bit pink."

Inside the dance hall, a group of thugs were talking amongst themselves, clearly not wanting to let the matter rest. The beautiful woman who had died was someone they had brought there.

Piaohu draped his arm over the shoulders of the two most argumentative young men: "Are you two done talking?"

"What do you mean?"

One of the thugs turned around and asked.

"Enough with the talking, just die!" Piaohu slammed their heads together hard!
They were notorious for their gangster-like behavior, especially their association with Hung Hing.

As the Crown Prince's capable lieutenants and carefully cultivated henchmen, Piaohu and A-San are not to be underestimated.

The two thugs felt a sudden boom in their heads, and a mix of all sorts of emotions exploded in their brains before they lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

Piaohu glanced around, pointed at the two people lying on the ground, and said, "Throw them both out!"

"If anyone else talks nonsense again, those two will suffer the consequences!"

After dealing with the troublemakers, Ah San and Piao Hu immediately returned to the office, where they found a bag of laundry detergent on the pretty girl.

We're all just trying to make a living. Even if we haven't eaten pork, we've at least seen pigs run.
Upon closer inspection, the two realized it was clearly a fake.

Piao immediately called Azha: "Azha, what are you doing! Someone in our place ate your noodles and died, and we even found counterfeit drugs on her! Are you kidding me?!"

Ah Zha vehemently denied it, saying, "What does it have to do with me? The item was handed over to you, and you all saw it. Now you're blaming me? I don't even know what happened!"

After saying that, A-Zha hung up the phone.

How could Ah Zha not know the quality of the goods he inspected himself?
"dududu~"

"Damn it! Fuck your mother, those Vietnamese bastards are so greedy for small gains, they've ruined us!"

Piaohu slammed the phone onto the table.

After a moment of contemplation, Ah San said, "Logically speaking, the Yue Nan Gang wouldn't be greedy for such a small gain..."

"That's his problem, but the issue is that it's dragging us all down. How are we going to explain this to the Crown Prince? How are we going to explain this to the company?" Piao Ge was extremely frustrated.

……

The next day.

Tsim Sha Tsui.

Xin Tong Le Shark Fin Restaurant.

The truth will out eventually. Following his elder brother's orders, Doom brought Yaqi to find Piaohu and Ah San. Being fellow members of Hung Hing, Piaohu and Ah San arranged for them to be entertained at a high-class, long-established restaurant.

At this moment, there were still many Hung Hing members from the Tsim Sha Tsui branch standing next to the private room. They were all tall, strong, and burly.

As a disciple of the Prince of Hung Hing, the God of War, being good at fighting is the most important thing.

But in Doom and Archie's eyes, it was nothing.

Seeing Doom and Yachi sweating profusely from eating, Piaohu smiled and said, "Brother Doom, Brother Yachi, did I give you the right introduction? Is the food at this restaurant authentic?"

"It tastes good," Doom said expressionlessly, placing the bowl on the table.

Ah San, puffing on his cigarette, said, "Speaking of which, Brother Dum, why did you suddenly come looking for us?"

"Why, you don't welcome me?"

"How could that be? Look, I've brought quite a few brothers to welcome you!" Piaohu said.

Doom looked around and said meaningfully, "Are you all looking at me with such fierce eyes? Are you welcoming me?"

Piaohu immediately shouted to the henchmen, "Hey, you guys, go eat!"

After saying that, Piaohu smiled and said to Dumu, "Brother Dumu, don't be offended, my people are all unsophisticated."

Upon hearing Piao Hu's words, the henchmen of the Tsim Sha Tsui gang all turned around. This scene was clearly meant to intimidate Doom and Archie.

Doom patted his stomach and burped, saying, "It doesn't matter if you've never seen the world, the most important thing is how well you do your job."

He took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and continued, "A woman died at your place yesterday, and now her father is causing trouble. What's going on?"

"Brother Dom, these things like entertainment venues are hard for us to control!"

“Some of them brought things into the private rooms, and we couldn’t keep an eye on them.”

Piaohu and A-San immediately shifted all the blame onto the guests.

Doom exhaled a puff of white smoke toward the ceiling.

Doom said calmly, "Did either of you get a share? Be honest, then I can help you."

Piaohu completely failed to grasp Doom's meaning, instead pretending to be a well-behaved student and saying, "You can't just say things like that, Brother Doom! When we worshiped Guan Yu, we knew that Hung Hing doesn't touch laundry detergent."

“We know the rules,” the Indian man echoed.

Seeing the two still going in circles, Yaqi sneered, "But someone told us that you were selling off goods in the venue!"

Piaohu immediately denied it, saying, "The rumors are all false!"

"That's it!"

The two stubbornly refused to admit it, insisting it was a rumor.

Doum, puffing on his cigarette, said coldly, "Well said. Do you think Big Brother will be satisfied with your explanation?"

For a moment, Piaohu and A-San were speechless.

Doom continued, "You guys got into trouble, and the company sent me here to handle it. You should at least give me an explanation, right?"

"Brother Dumu, we only chat with you out of respect. When it comes to giving instructions, we are under the jurisdiction of the Crown Prince, not you, right?" Piaohu raised his head, tilted his eyes and smirked, and said in a sarcastic tone.

The Indian man behind him, puffing on his cigarette, said in a low voice, "Tsim Sha Tsui has always been run by the prince!"

The two men invoked the name of the "War God Prince" of Hung Hing, implying that Doom was overstepping his bounds and should refrain from meddling.

Yaqi said in a deep voice, "The Crown Prince has recently gone abroad. Are you two trying to intimidate us by using the Crown Prince's name?"

"Did we say that?" Piaohu immediately denied it.

With a flick of his finger, Doom tossed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and exhaled a puff of smoke: "The Crown Prince? The Crown Prince is nothing!"

"Piaohu, A-San, you two stop beating around the bush! I'll teach you a lesson: have your boss, A-Zha, find a few guys to take charge and avoid getting into trouble!"

Before he arrived, Uncle Hing had already informed Dom of the rumors circulating in the underworld: not only had people died at Hung Hing's establishments last night, but people had also died at Sun Kee and Shui Fong's establishments, and the goods had all been obtained from Tony's three brothers of the Yue Nan Gang.

Piaohu chuckled and said, "What 'upstream'? You're making it sound like we actually have a stake in this. Brother Dumu, stop messing with us. We're with Prince, we don't need you to tell us how to do things..."

"Ridiculous!"

Seeing that the two men were still unrepentant even when faced with the consequences, and that they were going in circles even though he had given them a way out, Doom didn't bother with any more words and punched them, overturning the entire table!
"boom!"

A table full of delicacies was spilled all over the floor!
Doom stood up and said to Archie, "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)