Hong Kong variety show: My Boss, Thirteen Sister

"An even more formidable guy?" Jiang Lai stared at Little Ma.

Little Ma scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "It's the kind that can fire in rapid succession."

Jiang Lai looked at Little Ma and smiled slightly.

"follow me!"

Jiang Lai stood up and gestured for the two to follow.

Little Ma and Song Zihao exchanged a glance, stood up, and followed behind Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai got up, pushed open a door, and found himself in a small study.

Under the questioning gazes of the two, Jiang Lai opened another hidden door to the study.

The hidden door is very well concealed and fits perfectly into the wall. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to find that there is another door here.

After opening the hidden door, Jiang Lai turned on the light and then stepped aside, gesturing for the two of them to go in.

Little Ma and Song Zihao looked at Jiang Lai with some doubt.

When the two reached the door, they were immediately dumbfounded.

The darkroom wasn't large, about the size of a bedroom, roughly twenty square meters, and contained several shelves.

The shelves were filled with guns and ammunition, including some old-fashioned guns and some that they had never seen before.

It has everything: pistols, rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, grenades, and even rocket launchers—it's like a small arsenal.

All the weapons here were prepared by Jiang Lai before the two arrived, and this was only a small portion of them.

"So, is there one you like?" Jiang Lai asked casually, patting a rocket launcher on his hand.

Gulu!

Little Ma swallowed hard.

"This..." Even Song Zihao was stunned when he saw the room full of weapons.

"Take whatever you want!" Jiang Lai said casually, pointing at the weapons.

"So many weapons... Brother Lai, are you planning a rebellion?" Little Ma was also shocked by the weapons in the room. He opened his mouth wide and looked at Jiang Lai with some surprise.

"Little Ma!" Song Zihao gave Little Ma a look, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

"Just kidding." Little Ma shrugged, then stared at Jiang Lai and asked, "Brother Lai, you're not angry, are you?"

"No!" Jiang Lai shook his head.

“Look at Brother Lai, that’s the demeanor of a real big brother!” Little Ma said, raising his remaining hand as he looked at Song Zihao.

Song Zihao rolled his eyes at Xiao Ma, annoyed.

The two were dazzled by what they saw in the room.

"Mini-Uzi?" Suddenly, Little Ma stared at a submachine gun and exclaimed in surprise.

The Mini-Uzi is the first shortened version of the Uzi submachine gun, with a barrel length of 197mm and an effective range of 100m.

Little Ma picked up the gun and examined it repeatedly, as if it were a rare treasure, and couldn't put it down.

"Take it if you like it!" Jiang Lai said casually, looking at Little Ma's expression.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Little Ma said, taking two submachine guns and tucking them into his waistband, then looking at the grenade area.

Picking up an MK2 grenade, Little Ma weighed it in his hand; it felt great. He then picked up two and hung them inside his trench coat.

Then he took two smoke grenades and two flashbangs.

Seeing what Little Ma was doing, Song Zihao also started choosing his own weapon.

Like Chow Yun-fat, Sung Chi-ho also chose a submachine gun, but he prefers the MP5A3 submachine gun.

The MP5A3 submachine gun also uses 9mm ammunition and has a magazine capacity of 30 rounds. The MP5A3 is longer and heavier than the Mini-Uzi, but it also has an advantage in range, with an effective range of 200 meters.

"Little Ma!" Jiang called out to Brother Little Ma, then tossed him a gun.

While Xiao Ma was still in a daze, he saw a dark pistol fly over and hurriedly caught it.

Jiang Lai didn't use much force; he just tossed it lightly. Although Little Ma was caught off guard, he still caught the gun in his arms.

Little Ma looked at the pistol in his arms, a Beretta 92F.

Little Ma's pupils dilated as he looked at the pistol Jiang Lai had thrown at him, which also stirred up his memories.

This pistol is the very one he used when he massacred Maple Forest Pavilion back then.

"Thank you." A strange look flashed in his eyes as he picked up his pistol, pointed it at Jiang Lai, and smiled.

Jiang Lai smiled at him.

Little Ma instinctively wanted to put the pistol on his lower back.

However, with two submachine guns placed behind him, there was no room left for the pistol, which put him in a bit of a predicament.

Having no other choice, Little Ma simply stuck the pistol into the front.

Jiang Lai saw Xiao Ma's actions and also twitched the corner of his mouth.

If this... were to go wrong, it might not just be a mere inch or two.

Bang!

While Little Ma was constantly arming himself, Song Zihao was also stuffing weapons into his body.

As a result, the cassette tape accidentally fell to the ground, making a clattering sound.

The cassette tape rolled all the way to Jiang Lai's feet.

Song Zihao tensed up and looked at Xiao Ma, who gently shook his head.

Picking up the cassette tape from the ground, Jiang Lai asked curiously, "Is this what's used to print counterfeit money?"

Little Ma shook his head: "The tape is the computer floppy disk that Tan Cheng used to make counterfeit money. It can be considered evidence that he printed counterfeit money, but you can't make counterfeit money with just this."

He assumed Jiang Lai was also interested in counterfeit money, so he offered an explanation.

"You injured your hand just for this thing?" Jiang Lai tossed the cassette tape to Song Zihao in surprise.

Song Zihao hurriedly caught the tape, his gaze towards Jiang Lai carrying an indescribable look.

Little Ma glanced at the arm hanging in front of his chest with a somewhat complicated expression, and nodded slightly.

"Once we got the tape, we held Tan Cheng's lifeline in our hands."

Xiao Ma's cold tone was filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"You asked me for these things, also to deal with Tan Cheng?" Jiang Lai asked thoughtfully.

He had always been curious about where Chow Yun-fat's weapons came from in the story.

"Yes." Little Ma nodded.

“We plan to hand the tape over to the police, take out Tan Cheng, and then leave Hong Kong,” Song Zihao added.

Jiang Lai's help and openness won Song Zihao's approval.

Why go through all this trouble just to get rid of Tan Cheng?

Jiang Lai inwardly complained, but didn't say anything more.

"Keep the tape safe, but I suggest you don't give it to your brother." Ignoring Song Zihao's surprised look, Jiang Lai said to him.

Song Zihao's eyes narrowed as he noticed that Jiang Lai wasn't referring to the police.

He was actually planning to give the tape to A-Jie.

Although a hint of wariness arose, seeing the room full of weapons and considering Jiang Lai's identity, they felt relieved.

Given Jiang Lai's status, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find out about his relationship with Song Zijie.

"Why?" Song Zihao asked, somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Lai also looked at him and said calmly, "Although Song Zijie doesn't like you, you are still his brother."

Chapter 127 Will you handcuff him yourself?

Because of his father's death, Song Zijie always harbored resentment towards Song Zihao.

But after all, they are brothers bound by blood. Although Song Zijie was determined to capture Song Zihao, he ultimately stood by Song Zihao's side.

Song Zihao understood Jiang Lai's meaning and looked at the cassette tape in his hand with some difficulty.

He was worried about taking him to see Tan Cheng, but given his current condition, it wasn't appropriate to hand him over directly to the police.

"Brother Lai, I'd like to ask you for another favor." Song Zihao looked up and spoke to Jiang Lai.

"Huh?" Jiang Lai looked at him, puzzled.

"Could you please keep this tape for us for now?" Song Zihao handed the tape to Jiang Lai, and said somewhat heavily, "If... please hand it over to the police, Mr. Jiang."

Song Zihao didn't say it explicitly, but Jiang Lai knew what he meant.

"Okay!" Jiang Lai nodded gently and took the cassette tape from Song Zihao's hand.

Little Ma stood to the side, silent.

"Then we'll be going now." After concealing the weapon under his clothes, Song Zihao spoke to Jiang Lai.

"Brother Lai!!!"

Brother Ma walked forward with a complicated expression.

Under Jiang Lai's bewildered gaze, Little Ma put his arm around Jiang Lai and said, "Thank you!"

"If... take care!"

His thoughts were complicated, but he didn't know what to say. Little Ma also knew that once he left, he might never be able to repay Jiang Lai's favor.

He said "Take care" at the end, then turned and left.

Jiang Lai was still in a daze when the two left.

Little Ma's words, "Take care," still echoed in his ears.

After the two left, Scorpion and Lone Wolf came up behind Jiang Lai.