Hong Kong film: Starts with a ghost on his back, his henchmen are all underworld minions.

"Heh heh, do you think we're all fools? You think we're Chick's confidants who don't know anything about the big things? What a joke!" Dong Guanzi sneered.

"Alright, let's teach him a lesson," Big Head ordered.

The plane immediately delivered a powerful kick, striking Four-Eyes Ming squarely in the shinbone.

"Ah—" Four-Eyed Ming cried out in pain, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Where's the dragon head staff? If you don't confess, I'll cripple you!" the plane roared as it kicked and punched.

"Stop...stop hitting me, I'll tell you..." Four-Eyes Ming finally broke down and pleaded.

"I advise you to tell the truth, otherwise I won't just spare your legs, I won't even spare your whole family," Big Head threatened coldly.

“Chuiji hid the dragon head stick somewhere in this villa, and only he knows the exact location… I really don’t know…” Four-Eyes said weakly.

"Very good, that's more like it."

Big Head sneered and patted Four-Eyes' cheek: "I'll teach you a lesson for being so stubborn."

After saying that, Big Head punched Four-Eyes in the left eye, and blood immediately flowed out.

“Big Head, we’ve got the intelligence, shouldn’t we release him?” Dong Guanzai said hesitantly.

"Let him go? We can't afford to leave him a future threat. Silence him!"

Big Head grinned maliciously, drew his pistol from his waist, and fired a shot at Four-Eyes Ming's head.

Four-Eyed Ming collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out, and he was already lifeless.

"Big Head, you!" Dong Guanzai exclaimed.

"What are you doing? Still hung up on this dead man? A soft heart won't last. It's good that he's dead; let him go to hell with his secrets forever," Big Head said coldly.

"Who knows if the information he just gave us is true? If you kill him like this and he's not telling the truth, then things could get really messed up," Dong Guanzai sighed.

"Tch, so what if he's dead? If we really can't find him, Brother Le can still take over as the leader!"

Dong Guanzai wanted to say something, but Feiji stopped him: "Alright, the dead can't be brought back to life. Let's hurry up and find the Dragon Head Stick!"

The three exchanged fierce glances and then began searching the abandoned villa.

Four-Eyed Ming's body lay silently on the ground, his blood pooling into a dark red stain...

Big Head, Airplane, and Dong Guanzai began frantically searching the abandoned villa for the Dragon Head Stick.

At first, they searched every room and every corner carefully, but they just couldn't find the dragon head stick.

"Where exactly is it hidden? Is the information that Four-Eyes Ming gave us reliable?" Airplane said somewhat dejectedly.

"Don't say anything, just keep looking."

Big Head said impatiently, "Do you expect Four-Eyes to come back to life and ask him?"

"That's not what I meant..."

The plane explained, "It's just that this villa is so big, it won't be easy to find the dragon head stick."

"Damn it, we have to find it, it's the key to seizing power!"

Big Head roared, "You little brat, are you regretting killing Four-Eyed Ming?"

"I..." the plane said awkwardly.

"Alright, you two, stop arguing!"

Dong Guanzai interjected promptly: "We're all in the same boat now. Fighting and arguing won't help the situation. Let's calm down and look around carefully again."

Both Big Head and the plane fell silent.

“Dong Guanzai is right. Let’s split up and keep searching. We’re sure to find the dragon head stick,” Feiji said.

So the three of them continued searching separately.

They searched every room and every corner, overturning furniture, lifting floors, and banging on walls, but they couldn't find any trace of the dragon-headed stick.

The three became increasingly anxious and increasingly doubtful about the authenticity of the information that Four-Eyed Ming finally provided.

"Are they fucking messing with us?"

Big Head was furious: "That bastard Four-Eyes Ming deliberately lied to us!"

"But we've already killed him, what do we do now?" The plane was also in a panic.

"Alright, don't be discouraged, let's search carefully again."

Dong Guanzai advised, "Perhaps we missed something before."

"Tch, missed something? We've overturned the tables and floors, and knocked the walls like sieves, what could possibly be missed?" Big Head scoffed.

"Let's keep looking, maybe we'll find something," Dong Guanzai insisted.

The three then began a more thorough search.

After a while, Dong Guanzai came to a room that looked like a kitchen and noticed that there was a layer of wood ash on the stove, as if they had only recently started cooking there.

Dong Guanzai walked over curiously and poked at the ash with his hand. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as a familiar shape emerged from the ash heap.

"I found it!" Dong Guanzi shouted.

Big Head and Airplane rushed over upon hearing the noise. The three of them carefully dug out a long object from the ash heap, its surface covered with a thick layer of dust.

"Isn't this the dragon head staff? My God, it was hidden here!" the plane exclaimed excitedly.

Big Head couldn't wait to take out his handkerchief and wipe away all the dust.

A heavy red wooden stick was revealed, with a majestic golden dragon head carved on its shaft.

"Haha, finally found it!"

Big Head laughed heartily, raising his dragon-headed staff and tossing it around: "I knew that bastard Four-Eyes Ming wasn't lying to us!"

"Luckily we didn't give up, otherwise we would have missed the Dragon Head Stick." Dong Guanzai breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right! Once we find the dragon-headed staff, victory is assured!"

The plane laughed too: "Ah Le seizing power is just around the corner!"

The three exchanged excited glances, all relieved to have finally found the dragon head stick.

Big Head gripped the dragon-headed staff, a sly smile playing on his lips, already plotting his next move.

Finding the dragon head staff signifies that power is in their hands.

At that time, make Ah Le promise them any reward they want.

Thinking of this, the three of them chatted and laughed, extremely excited.

They finally brought their long search to a perfect end.

The three men, beaming with joy, grabbed their dragon-headed sticks and prepared to drive away from this desolate wilderness.

Just as they pushed open the door and were about to walk toward the black van parked outside, they suddenly saw a strange man leaning against the car door smoking.

The man was wearing a black trench coat, his hair was messy, and he looked unkempt, but his eyes were sharp as lightning, and he was staring coldly at the three of them.

"Who are you?!" Big Head asked warily.

The man exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly, "I am here on the orders of Boss Su Zhe. Now that you have found the Dragon Head Staff, hand it over to me."

"Su Zhe?" The three people's expressions immediately changed.

It turns out this person is a member of the East Star Society!

"You're Feng Yuxiu, one of Su Zhe's henchmen?" Fei Ji frowned.

“Not bad, you still recognize me.” Feng Yuxiu nodded.

"Tch, Su Zhe sent you alone to steal the dragon head staff? That's a huge sneer at us!" Big Head sneered.

"You think you can steal the dragon head staff all by yourself? Dream on!" the plane mocked.

"Since you don't intend to hand it over..."

Feng Yuxiu assumed a fighting stance: "Then we have no choice but to fight!"

"Come on, let me see the strength of Su Zhe's men!" Big Head also entered a state of preparation.

Thus, Feng Yuxiu was left all alone, facing the combined attack of Da Tou, Fei Ji, and Dong Guanzai.

Feng Yuxiu displayed remarkable agility and swiftness, effortlessly navigating the attacks of the three.

He dodged left and right, combining offense and defense, and quickly injured Dong Guanzai.

"Damn it, this kid's got some skills!" the plane thought to itself, realizing something was wrong.

"Pshaw, they outnumber us, we're not afraid of them!"

Big Head shouted, "Attack together!"

The three launched a frenzied attack on Feng Yuxiu, but Feng Yuxiu remained calm and composed.

Big Head punched out with both fists, striking Feng Yuxiu squarely on the left and right shoulders.

The two punches were extremely powerful, causing Feng Yuxiu unbearable pain and making him stagger back two steps.

"Go to hell, the Red Pole of the East Star Society is nothing special!" Big Head said smugly.

"Tch, just lucky."