Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

"Yes...that's right, it's my creation, and it's called 'A Long'."

Guan Jiahui looked at Wang Taiyi with admiration.

She's rich, talented, and capable; she can drive a Ferrari with one hand and sing. What if I like her even more?

"Ah Long, you seem to be having a great time tonight."

"Nonsense, I'm happy every day."

"But I sense you're unusually enthusiastic tonight. Is something about to happen?"

What a perceptive girl.

"That's right, I have a small matter to take care of tomorrow, and I'm a little excited."

He glanced at Guan Jiahui as he spoke.

"So you have to help me, okay?"

Guan Jiahui understood immediately, blushing as she said:

"Then I'll risk my life to keep you company tonight!"

Wang Taiyi choked.

"Cough!...No need, no need to risk your life, just perform normally."

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Chapter 22 Kowloon Walled City

Kowloon Walled City is a walled city; the only feeling you get when you come here is that it's dirty, chaotic, and terrible!

It is said that there are no good people in Kowloon Walled City because good people cannot survive there.

A random passerby you brush past here might be a wanted criminal, a roadside vendor might be a ruthless thug, and a seemingly harmless old man might have been a high-ranking member of some gang in his youth.

Wang Tai swaggered all the way to Tornado's hair salon. Along the way, he kicked six kids who tried to steal his wallet, slapped nine fellow Daoists who tried to rob him, and grabbed more than a dozen female technicians who tried to force him to do business with them.

"The people in the walled city are so hospitable."

Pushing open the door, the Tornado Studio exudes a sense of nostalgia, instantly transporting Old Wang back to his childhood when he returned to his hometown with his parents.

The wooden chairs, the copper-rimmed mirrors, the toilet-shaped hair curling machine, and the 15-inch color TV with its static-filled screen hanging on the wall.

In one word, poor!

It's a pity that a big shot like Tornado is in such a sorry state. While other bosses are living the high life, he's stuck at a roadside stall.

While other gang leaders resorted to extortion and plunder, he was involved in the beauty and hairdressing industry.

Other gang leaders bully and monopolize the market, but he is... he's actually some kind of community management director.

Simply.

Perhaps that's why a group of equally mentally challenged people are willing to follow him.

My gaze swept across the screen and saw a young man with a buzz cut and black hair squatting down below the TV, wolfing down a bowl of char siu rice while watching the show, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

This is Chen Luojun.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Tai? Long time no see!"

A young man with bangs standing at the door greeted Wang Taiyi with a grin, a toothpick dangling from his mouth.

This is Shinichi, the lead horseman of Tornado.

Speaking of which, Old Wang's experience when he came to the walled city last time was quite interesting.

At that time, it was the early stage of Wang Taiyi's development. A foolish underling stole a sum of money from Old Wang and fled to the city wall. He stormed in alone, determined to kill this bastard.

There are rules in the walled city; no one can act recklessly without the Dragon City Gang's permission.

But with the system's enhancement, Wang Taiyi really has the strength of a bear, the speed of a leopard, and inexhaustible ox strength, so why should he care about other people's rules?

They fought their way from the entrance of the fortress to the city center. They didn't kill anyone, but many people lost arms and legs.

Finally, the tornado made its move, and the two faced off on the rooftop. In the end, the sickly old man was no match for Old Wang. He was outmaneuvered by one move, and the whirlwind punch failed to make Wang Taiyi spin.

Instead, he was slapped by Wang Taiyi. Rumor has it that Tornado's seclusion to recuperate was actually him waiting for the slap mark on his face to fade.

The two became friends after a fight. Later, Wang Taiyi visited the city wall a few times, sometimes to capture people for bounties, sometimes to see if there were any talented people, and sometimes just to chat and brag with Tornado.

As for why the Dragon City Gang doesn't interfere with him and lets him run rampant and break the rules in the city? Let's not even talk about the fact that he arrests the most heinous criminals, but he also hands over some of his bonuses when it matters.

They know the rules, and besides, you can't beat them anyway. If you don't like them, go and fight them yourself.

Tornado was old, and most of his peers had died. He had no one to chat with or keep him company, except for the gossipy aunts and uncles who came to him for haircuts.

As for Shinichi and his group, their interactions with Tornado were mostly based on respect.

Unlike Wang Taiyi, who just spouts nonsense about tornadoes, asking everything from the origin of his name to whether he ever destroyed a parking lot.

The two also exchanged beauty and hair care tips, and Shin-il's current ramen noodle-style side-swept bangs were designed by him.

So, Wang Taiyi and the Dragon City Gang have a good relationship, but nobody knows it.

"coming?"

Tornado was doing an old lady's hair while smoking a cigarette, and didn't even look up when Old Wang arrived.

How many people are they going to arrest this time?

"Not this time."

Old Wang stood next to the tornado, fixing his hair in front of a large mirror.

"Let's not talk about that now. Get me a nice hairstyle first. I think a Morgan cut suits my handsome features and sharp jawline better. Also, do you think my short sideburns make my face look bigger?"

Tornado looked at Old Wang posing in the mirror without saying a word.

Wang Taiyi got angry when Tornado didn't respond after he talked for a long time.

With this kind of service attitude, why are you even in the service industry? You're so unresponsive, it's no wonder nobody wants to sign up for a membership card.

"I'm talking to you!" He glared at the tornado in the mirror as well.

"You jerk! What are you doing? Can't you see I'm still here getting my hair done? Don't you know about first come, first served?" The person getting their hair done couldn't help but speak up.

"Oh my god, who is this? Isn't this Third Aunt? Damn, I didn't notice her earlier, I thought Tornado was flirting with some pretty girl, but now that I see you, I'm shamefully aroused."

Old Wang showered the "beautiful woman" getting her hair done with compliments.

"Third Aunt, you're too beautiful. Remember to wear a hood when you go out, otherwise at least nine men will make a move on you when you go out to buy a pack of cigarettes."

Third Aunt was praised so much by Wang Taiyi that her face was wrinkled like a shaggy leather bag.

The people around were starting to feel a bit hungry, and even the usually expressionless Tornado twitched his eye.

Third Aunt, ranked 3rd on the Kowloon Walled City shrew list and 2nd on the female combat power list, her signature move of grabbing a woman's crotch is effective against both men and women.

It's outrageous that Wang Taiyi could praise someone like Li to such an exaggerated degree.

Auntie San shyly stroked her flushed, size 45 face with her carrot-thick fingers, while the biceps on her arms rolled.

"Oh dear! I'm not that charming, I'm just average."

"Third Aunt!"

Wang Taiyi spoke with righteous indignation:

"I won't allow you to deny your own excellence. You are beautiful as you are. When I came here just now, I saw my third uncle embracing a woman as they entered a small hotel, and I thought..."

"Oops! I misspoke!"

"what?"

Auntie jumped three feet high, and the scissors from the tornado behind her almost pierced her head.

"I knew it! That bastard was working overtime on Sunday! Turns out he was out seeing some woman. He doesn't even have enough to eat from his own family's coffers, yet he's still out there having affairs. I'll make sure he gets what's coming to him!"

"Ah Long, we'll settle the bill next time."

After leaving those words behind, Third Aunt rushed out in a flurry, her head covered in hair clips.

Wang Taiyi immediately sat down in his seat.

"Come on, it's my turn."

Without saying a word, the tornado wrapped a scarf around Old Wang's neck and started cutting his hair.

"Yes, thin out the sides, and make sure the bangs don't go past my eyebrows. You really need to show off my arched eyebrows..."

The tornado was getting a headache from all the noise.

What brings you here today?

Wang Taiyi looked at the handsome man in the mirror and said in a nonchalant tone:

"I recently took on a job; Brother Qiu asked me to kill someone."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room tensed up, and even Chen Luojun, who was squatting there eating, stopped eating.

Everyone knows who Di Qiu wants to kill, and because of this, Tornado and Di Qiu have fallen out.