Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

"Why are you running away? Weren't you looking for me?" Jiang Lai stared at Tony, lit a cigarette, and said casually.

Tony didn't dare to speak, lowered his head, and dared not look Jiang Lai in the eye.

"I hit you once, and you still haven't learned your lesson? Bringing so many people to find me, what do you want?" Jiang Lai took a deep drag of his cigarette, then slowly exhaled, looking at Tony.

Tony and his henchmen remained silent.

"Judging by your posture, you really want to fight me?" Jiang Lai pointed at Tony and his henchmen.

Tony felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind, but he dared not speak.

Tony is like an ostrich now, burying his head almost under his belly.

Jiang Lai ignored him.

He walked over to Ahua and Fly: "Are you alright?"

Ahua gave a wry smile and gently shook his head.

As for the fly, even though it was beaten black and blue, it still looked at Jiang Lai with admiration.

Turning around, Jiang Lai looked at Tony beside him and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Snapped!

With a backhand slap, Tony was struck hard across the face. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered back a few steps in terror, his face quickly swelling up.

Tony was hit, but he gritted his teeth and stared intently at Jiang Lai, not daring to say a word.

Jiang Lai stepped forward again, grabbed Tony by the collar, and pulled him in front of him.

Tony's henchmen panicked and retreated.

Jiang Lai stared at him and said coldly, "I'm here. What are you going to do about it?"

His gaze made Tony feel as if he were in an ice cellar, sending chills down his spine.

"No, I wouldn't dare!" Tony said, his face pale with fright.

He avoided Jiang Lai's gaze with some fear.

"You went to so much trouble to find me, and now that I'm here, you're too scared to do anything." Jiang Lai straightened his collar, a little annoyed by his lack of ambition, and patted his face: "I gave you the chance, but you were useless!"

After saying that, Jiang Lai let go of Tony's hand, and Tony fell to the ground.

Jiang Lai clapped his hands as if they were covered in dust.

Tony, lying on the ground, dared not speak out in anger, and could only prop himself up with his hands and look at Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai pointed at Tony's forehead, glanced at his underlings who had stepped aside, and said, "With them, you think you can fight me? Do you even have the strength?"

"Holy crap, so handsome!" Seeing Jiang Lai's smug look, Fly couldn't help but exclaim.

This scene had appeared in Fly's dreams more than once, but every time he woke up, he was bruised and battered.

Jiang Lai heard what Wu Ying said, smiled slightly, and then looked at him: "Can you still move?"

"Huh?" The fly was taken aback, then nodded quickly.

"Hit him back the way he hit you!" Jiang Lai tilted his head at the fly and gestured with his lips.

"Me?" Fly pointed to himself in disbelief.

Jiang Lai nodded and smiled; the fly's dazed look was quite funny.

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Fly immediately showed excitement. Ignoring the pain in his body, he twisted his neck and arrogantly walked up to Tony.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Tony looked at the fly and shifted his body slightly in fear.

"What?"

"Hit me? I'll beat you up right now." Fly said, kicking out with all his might, but missed and almost fell over himself.

Everyone held back their laughter.

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Ignoring everyone's expressions, Fly adjusted himself.

"Go ahead and hit me? You idiot." He casually kicked Tony again.

Bang! A dull sound rang out.

The kick landed, but not with much force, and didn't cause any harm to Tony.

But the fly was now feeling incredibly happy.

Then, as if possessed, the fly began punching and kicking Tony, each blow landing squarely, and Tony dared not retaliate.

Fly felt better and straightened up, looking at Tony's underling: "What's the point of wearing a suit and tie and carrying a cell phone?"

"Huh?" he said, giving Tony's underling a provocative look.

"Following a big shot like that is just asking for trouble!" Fly said arrogantly, his ego inflated.

After saying that, the fly prepared to leave.

But when Jiang Lai heard what Wu Ying said, it sounded familiar, and he suddenly realized something.

Looking at the flies, Jiang Lai recalled a scene, then felt it was missing something.

So, Jiang Lai grabbed the fly, pulled a pistol from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Use this, do it again!"

"Huh?" Fly was confused at first, then his hand trembled when he saw what Jiang Lai handed him.

Chapter 87 Grandpa

It's okay for a fly to tremble, but when Tony sees a pistol, he really shakes all over.

"Mr. Jiang...this!"

Fly thought Jiang Lai wanted him to kill Tony, and after glancing at Tony, he felt somewhat troubled!

"Alright, give it to me!" Jiang Lai wasn't going to tease him anymore.

Although Jiang Lai had already ordered the street to be sealed off, there was no need to kill someone in broad daylight, and Tony's crime did not warrant death.

"I'll let you off this time, but there won't be a next time." Jiang Lai looked coldly at Tony.

"No... I won't dare to do it again, I'll never dare to do it again!" Tony was genuinely frightened by Jiang Lai this time.

"Fuck off!"

Jiang Lai waved his hand, signaling him to get lost.

Upon hearing Jiang Lai's words, Tony felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly told his underlings to leave.

Seeing Tony and the others in such a sorry state, Fly felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Following a boss like that is truly prestigious!

"Mr. Jiang, if I may ask, who exactly are you?" Ahua looked at Jiang Lai, seemingly lost in thought.

"You're a gangster, aren't you? Didn't you see?" Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow, speaking in a joking tone.

"Young and Dangerous?"

Ahua glanced at the people following Jiang Lai, then looked at another group of people.

“Your surname is Jiang, could it be that you are Jiang, the murderous god of Hung Hing?” Ah Hua seemed to have figured something out.

“Yes, I’m from Hung Hing.” Jiang Lai nodded in acknowledgment.

Changing the subject: "As for Jiang, the God of Slaughter, please don't call me that anymore. It's so corny and fucking awful!"

Jiang Lai was speechless upon hearing this nickname, his disdain evident in every way.

Ahua scratched his head and gave an embarrassed smile.

"Hey, Boss Jiang, you're really awesome! I, Fly, have decided to follow you from now on!" Fly looked at Jiang Lai with undisguised admiration and patted his chest loudly.

"Hey!" Ahua glanced at the fly.

"Oh, right, and Brother Hua too, we'll all follow you!" Fly thought Ah Hua was reminding him, and after realizing what he meant, he readily agreed.

Jiang Lai was amused by Wu Ying's words: "Great, I welcome that!"

"Hehe, from now on you're my big brother!" Fly chuckled foolishly.

“Um…” Ahua raised his hand, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"What's wrong, Ahua?"

Jiang Lai noticed that Ahua seemed to be in a dilemma, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Jiang, to be honest, we already have a club, so..."

Hearing Ahua speak, Jiang Lai understood.

Although he removed the flags of Tung Sing and Luen Wo in Mong Kok, it does not mean that Mong Kok is entirely dominated by Hung Hing.

Hong Kong has hundreds of large and small community organizations. In each area, there may be several or even a dozen organizations with their flags. In bustling areas like Mong Kok, there are even more organizations with their flags.

“Hey, Hua, it’s so much more prestigious to follow Boss Jiang. Our place is just a few mahjong parlors and small bars, what good are they?” Fly tugged at Hua’s sleeve when he heard Hua was about to refuse.

"Shut up!" Ahua knew that the worst thing in the underworld was to be a double agent, but Fly hadn't considered that at all, so he shouted at Fly in an annoyed tone.

The fly was a little unhappy, but it didn't talk back; it just looked a bit resentful.

“I understand, but it’s okay. Let’s go, take me to see your boss!” Jiang Lai looked at Ahua seriously.

“See Grandpa? We…” Ahua wanted to say something, but Jiang Lai interrupted him.

Jiang Lai waved his hand and gave him a look, signaling him to lead the way quickly.

Seeing that Jiang Lai didn't seem to be joking, Ahua nodded.

"Alright, you can all disperse now!" Jiang Lai ordered his underlings who were carrying knives and clubs.

These underlings were all his men on Tung Choi Street. After Jiang finished speaking, they all left the scene.

The news of Jiang Lai becoming the boss of Causeway Bay was only decided last night, so it hasn't spread yet, and many people in the underworld are still unaware of it.

Although Jiang Lai dismissed the underlings, Li and the other bodyguards still followed behind him.

Led by Ahua, Jiang Lai and his group wandered around and eventually arrived at a street that he knew very well.