Hong Kong variety show: I can boost loyalty, the most generous boss.

Chapter 153, Section 152: The Silly Tianyang Health Team Gets Scammed!
Guan Zhilin bit her lip, her mind in turmoil. Looking at the handsome and tall figure opposite her, Guan Zhilin was about to lose control!

Compared to those old and bald tycoons, Yang Jun was like a perfect prince charming, handsome, rich, and the richest man in Hong Kong, which made Rosamund Kwan almost powerless against him.

"Mr. Yang, my acting skills are quite good. If you don't believe me, you can audition for yourself."

Rosamund Kwan walked up to Yang Jun with a smile and took his hand in a friendly gesture.

Yang Jun's lips curled into a wicked smile. This woman had indeed taken the bait; she had fallen for just the female lead in a movie.

Sure enough, being reborn means starting a movie company. Only those who have experienced the joy of being a movie company owner know how wonderful it is.

"Let's go upstairs and get a room for the audition!"

Yang Jun frankly suggested an audition, and Rosamund Kwan understood, nodding sweetly in agreement.

Inside the presidential suite,
Rosamund Kwan stood up, her cheeks flushed, and asked Yang Jun:

"Mr. Yang, how was my acting?"

Yang Jun wasn't sure if his acting was good enough, but he still needed to practice.
"It's alright, barely passing. I'll recommend you to the film crew."

Yang Jun was the undisputed leader in the film company, and the leading ladies he recommended were basically guaranteed to get the roles.

Rosamund Kwan beamed with excitement, leaned into Yang Jun's arms, and touched Yang Jun's eight-pack abs, which were as hard as rocks.

"Boss, you have a great body! You must exercise regularly!"

Any woman would fall for a handsome and strong man; even Rosamund Kwan's eyes would be glued to him.

Yang Jun had built up the atmosphere perfectly, then carried Guan Zhilin to the bedroom, (omitting a long paragraph).
Meanwhile, Peter, still worried, rushed to the coffee shop only to find it completely empty.

So he quickly took out the photo and asked the female shop assistant. The shop assistant looked at Peter pitifully and kindly told him.

"Sir, they may have gone upstairs."

Upstairs? Peter paused for a moment, then realized that there was a newly opened star-rated hotel upstairs.

"You bitch, I told you to pretend to get close, not to deliver yourself to my door!"

Peter was devastated and rushed upstairs to the hotel, but the hotel would never leak a guest's secrets, especially not a distinguished guest like Yang Jun.

Poor Peter could only wait outside the hotel all night, but he still hadn't come out the next day.

"Damn, you slut, you only like rich people~"

"I hate rich people," Peter cursed Guan Zhilin, but then a group of short mules came in from outside.

"Peter, get out here! You owe our boss money!"

A group of short mules surrounded Peter's car and tried to force open the door, which frightened Peter so much that he started the car immediately.

"Go to hell! Don't let me catch you!"

The two short mules hurriedly dodged the cart, having almost been hit by that bastard Peter, and grabbed their weapons to give chase.

However, how could two legs catch up with four wheels? They were quickly left behind.

Inside the hotel.

Yang Jun sat up in his pajamas. He had been in the hotel for a day and a night. Guan Zhilin was sprawled on the bed like a rag doll.

"This check is for 20, here's some pocket money for you~"

Upon hearing this, Rosamund Kwan immediately perked up, jumped out of bed, grabbed the check, and said with a grin:

"Jun-ge, thank you so much~"

After saying that, Rosamund Kwan kissed Yang Jun on the cheek, feeling very excited.

That's HK$20! You really do reap what you sow!
Seeing Guan Zhilin's excitement, Yang Jun picked up his clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and didn't think much of it.

Yang Jun usually gives his women houses, villas, and sports cars. The 20 yuan he gave Guan Zhilin was the least he could afford, because Yang Jun had no feelings for Guan Zhilin and only needed her for physical pleasure.

Yang Jun had just stepped out of the bedroom when his mobile phone rang, but there was no caller ID.

This is really inconvenient. It would have been great if they had developed mobile phones sooner. Yang Jun's only complaint about the 1980s was the communication system. It was too backward, and it was difficult to find someone. Ordinary Hong Kong people couldn't afford mobile phones; they only had pagers.

"Brother Jun, we've found the culprit. It's Tony's henchman, Yellow-haired Tiger."

Ahua called, saying he knew who sold weapons to those robbers—it was Tony's henchman, Yellow Tiger.

"Catch him and bring him back to me!"

Yang Jun hung up the phone, then suddenly remembered something. He walked back to Guan Zhilin and said:
"Miss Guan, go buy a mobile phone. From now on, you must be available whenever I need you."

Yang Jun's HK$20 wasn't given away for nothing. From then on, whenever Yang Jun made a phone call, no matter what Guan Zhilin was doing, she would obediently wash herself clean and wait for Yang Jun in the hotel.

"Understood, Mr. Yang!"

Guan Zhilin was not sad at all; on the contrary, she was quite happy. After all, it was because she was charming enough to make her boss, Yang Jun, fall in love with her.

On the other side, in the bustling Central district.

A red car stopped, and a short, blond man with a cigarette dangling from his lips got out, followed by several of his underlings.

"Stop right there, Yellow-haired Tiger!"

Huang Maohu turned his head and saw Tony leading Ah Hu and a dozen others approaching, greeting them with fawning smiles.

"Tony, what brings you here?"

Tony glanced coldly at the blond-haired tiger, rushed forward, jumped up, and kicked the blond-haired tiger in the chest, sending him flying two meters away. The tiger crashed into a taxi parked on the side of the road before falling to the ground.

Huang Maohu was dumbfounded, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said to Tony:
"Tony, what's up?"

Tony walked over, grabbed the blond-haired tiger by the collar, and cursed viciously:

"Fuck you! You dare ask me what I want?"

Tony slammed his knee into Yellow Tiger's stomach, making Yellow Tiger wince in pain and almost vomit up the leftovers he had eaten the night before.

"Tell me? Did you sell the weapons I gave you to someone else? Who did you sell them to?"

Huang Maohu suddenly realized what was happening and quickly begged for mercy:
"Tony, I really didn't know they'd rob an armored truck with weapons. I had no idea!"

Huang Maohu just wanted to earn some extra money, but he never expected that these people were all crazy, robbing an armored truck in Central and making such a big fuss!

Now that even Tony had been alerted and discovered that he had been secretly buying weapons, Huang Maohu pulled a small knife from his sleeve and viciously stabbed Tony.

Knowing that the three Tony brothers were ruthless and that he would certainly not have a good ending if he were caught, Huang Maohu decided to strike first.

"Damn it! You're trying to stab your boss with a knife as a henchman? You're not loyal to the gangsters!"

Tony sneered, easily dodging the knife, and grabbed the blond tiger's wrist with his other hand, twisting it forcefully!
"Ahhh!"

The blond-haired man screamed in agony, dropping his knife to the ground, and desperately begged Tony for mercy.

"Tony, I was wrong. I shouldn't have drawn my knife against you."

"You can't even hold a knife properly, how can you use it to kill someone?"

Tony looked at the blond tiger on the ground and said coldly.

If Mr. Yang hadn't wanted to capture him alive, he would have beaten the kid to death long ago.

Ah Hu, who was standing nearby, couldn't hold back any longer. He lifted Huang Mao Hu up to the sky and slammed him heavily to the ground, where Huang Mao Hu howled in pain.

"Ah Hu, stop hitting him! Take him back and let Mr. Yang deal with him!"

Ah Hu and his two henchmen dragged Huang Mao Hu into the van, which then sped away in full view of everyone.

Repulse Bay Villa. Yellow-haired Tiger knelt on the ground, seeing Yang Jun sitting on the sofa drinking red wine; his mind went blank.

He had only been with Wo Luen Shing for six months, and before that he had followed Tony and had never met Mr. Yang, the triad boss.

The difference in their status was too great. Huang Maohu wasn't even a "red pole" in the gang; he was just a low-ranking member, working as Tony's assistant.

"Mr. Yang, I was wrong! You shouldn't have sold weapons illegally."

Yang Jun glanced at the blond-haired tiger and said calmly:
"Tell me everything you know. Who is the buyer?"

Huang Maohu felt a chill run down his spine, and dared not look Yang Jun in the eye. He lowered his head and said:
"It was the Seven Brothers of Tianyangsheng! I never imagined they would rob a bank armored truck and steal a hundred million US dollars!"

"Mr. Yang, I was wrong, I deserve to die!"

Yang Jun put down his wine glass, stood in front of Huang Maohu, and said coldly:

"You deserve to die! You're just a lackey, do you think you're the boss? Acting on your own!"

"Fei Xue, according to the rules, how should this be handled?"

Fei Xue stepped forward and said calmly:

"Three cuts and six holes, drive him out!"

"Three cuts and six holes?" Huang Maohu kowtowed desperately to Yang Jun, tears streaming down his face, and said:
"Mr. Yang, I know I was wrong. I will never act on my own again!"

Yang Jun shook his head and said calmly:
"Three cuts and six holes are too bloody! How can I live here after they've dirtied my villa?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Maohu's eyes lit up. He thought Yang Jun would let him go, so he kowtowed even more vigorously, until his forehead bled.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang!"

Yang Jun, however, changed his tone and said coldly:
"Sinking it directly into the sea to feed the fish is more environmentally friendly."

The overjoyed yellow-haired tiger froze, his face turning pale with fright. This was even more ruthless than three cuts and six holes!
Talking about environmental protection? What a joke!

Three cuts and six holes might save you from death, but sinking into the sea guarantees you're dead; you won't even be able to find your body.

"Aaaaaah~ Help!"

Huang Maohu was dragged out by his four henchmen and taken to Saigon to be executed. The room fell silent, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

Seeing this, Yang Jun smiled and said to Tony and the others:
"Every country has its laws, and every family has its rules. If you make a mistake, you must accept the punishment. I hope you will take this as a warning!"

"Weapons must never be sold locally; that's a rule I set!"

Yang Jun was making an example of someone to warn others, to keep his subordinates in line and prevent them from causing trouble.

Yang Jun asked Tony, Luo Tianhong, Nine-Tattooed Dragon, and the others to sit down, and then asked Ahua:

"After Tian Yangsheng robbed the armored truck, is he still in Hong Kong?"

Upon hearing this, Ahua nodded and said:

"He's still in Kowloon Walled City in Hong Kong. It seems this kid got tricked and gave the money to his partner. He's planning to run away at Tai O Pier tonight."

“I just received word that the police will be deploying officers at Tai O Pier tonight to raid those individuals.”

"If the police catch these thugs and find the source of the weapons, we'll be in big trouble too. Should we take them out beforehand?"

Ahua made a throat-cutting motion, intending to kill Tian Yangsheng and the others ahead of time.

Yang Jun shook his head. What a joke! Tian Yangsheng and his men are quite skilled; they are all mercenaries. Even if they manage to take down Tian Yangsheng and his group, they themselves will suffer some injuries.

"Catching thieves is the cops' job; we shouldn't meddle!"

"Take some men and bring them out."

Ah! Ahua was a little confused. Save them?
In Kowloon Walled City, Tian Yangsheng and six others gathered here. The leader, Tian Yangsheng, wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket, said to Tian Yangyi:
"Ah Yi, the other party called and said they'll wait for us at Tai O Pier. We'll split the money there, and then go our separate ways."

Tian Yangyi frowned and asked his elder brother, Tian Yangsheng:

"Big brother, they're not playing a trick on us, are they?"

Tian Yangsheng's gaze was cold and stern as he said calmly:
"The money is in their hands; we have to go there."

The reason Tianyangsheng cooperated with the other party was because the other party had money laundering channels. After the money was laundered, half of it would be split with them.

"As long as we get 40 million US dollars, we'll be set for life and never have to live a life of danger again."

The seven Tian Yangsheng brothers grew up in an orphanage. They had worked as mercenaries abroad, risking their lives every day. However, when they heard about the opportunity to rob a hundred million US dollars, they immediately rushed to Hong Kong to pull off the heist.

"Exactly! If they dare to lie to us, I'll make them wish they were dead!"

The third brother, Tian Yangzhi, said fiercely, his backpack full of hand grenades.

The seven people carried backpacks downstairs, got into a van, and drove to Tai O Pier. When they arrived at Tai O Pier, the pier was deserted.

Tian Yangsheng then dialed a number using his mobile phone, but no one answered.

"Fuck you, did someone trick you?"

As the group was wondering what was going on, suddenly blinding lights came on, and hundreds of police officers appeared around Tian Yangsheng, pointing their guns at him and his companions as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"You are surrounded by the Hong Kong Royal Police. Please lay down your weapons immediately, or we will open fire!"

Tian Yangsheng and the others looked grim. They had been cheated; their partner had embezzled their money and even attracted the attention of the police.

It has to be said that Tian Yangsheng and his group are indeed quite fierce, but they are a bit not smart enough and are easily fooled.

"Damn it! Let's fight them!"

None of the seven Tian Yangsheng members backed down; they immediately pulled out submachine guns and automatic rifles and opened fire, suppressing the police's firepower.

"Run to the beach!"

Tian Yangsheng shouted and opened fire with his submachine gun, knocking down an approaching police officer.

As they fought and retreated, one of the bandits was shot and fell to the ground on the beach.

"Ashin~ Ahhh!!!"

Tian Yangxin, still breathing, roared at Tian Yangsheng:
"Big brother, let's go! Avenge me after we get out!"

Although Tian Yangsheng and his gang had a lot of firepower, they were outnumbered. After being surrounded by hundreds of police officers, they fought and retreated. Three of the gangsters were hit and fell on the beach, their fate unknown.

"Brother, what do we do? We can't escape."

Looking at the vast sea and the police officers closing in on the beach, Tian Yangyi's eyes were filled with despair.

Tian Yangsheng's eyes were cold as he changed to a new magazine and said coldly:

"Since we're going to die anyway, let's fight our way back and avenge our brothers!"

Suddenly, a speedboat sped towards them from the sea, and the people on board shouted:

"Get on the boat quickly, I'll take you out."

Tian Yangsheng's eyes lit up. Was there a speedboat to take him out?

"Brother, could this be a trap?"

These guys are traumatized by being scammed and have become suspicious reflexively!

"Trust him, get on the ship quickly, or we'll all die!"

Tian Yangsheng suppressed the police's firepower with a submachine gun, then ran wildly towards the speedboat in the sea. Three men and one woman, soaking wet, climbed onto the speedboat.

(End of this chapter)