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

"Grandma, please help me."

Brother Kei is a top supporting actor in Hong Hing Entertainment. How could he possibly die? What a coward.

“Brother Ji, don’t worry. If you’re afraid that our good brother Jiang Tiansheng will hold you accountable, just say that you were lying low and pretending to be friendly, deliberately doing business with the smiling tiger to make him careless, and then you ambushed him.”

Wang Taiyi pointed to the doorway.

"When you send a few of your underlings to the hospital to check on him, if Smiling Tiger is dead, that's fine. If he's not dead, have someone ambush him or something. Then just say you killed Smiling Tiger. Big Brother won't hold it against you; he'll even praise you."

"This……"

That's a brilliant idea! As expected of Ah Tai, she'll not only gain fame but also be able to take over the entire bar. It's a brilliant plan, but I feel like something's been forgotten.

"Yo!"

The crow walked over, its arms raised straight.

"Brother Donghuang? I've long admired your name. I am Crow from Dongxing."

"Your salute is quite unique, not bad at all. And your nickname is good too, 'The Crow Drinks Water,' it's very famous. I have to say you have a real talent for naming things."

Crow was very unhappy with Wang Taiyi's tone, which sounded like he was praising his grandson, but he didn't dare to overturn the table, as the smiling tiger's experience was still fresh in his mind.

Although he usually boasts that he is invincible and doesn't take anyone seriously, he is not confident that he can slap the Smiling Tiger 7.8 meters away with one slap. He can only slap him 3.4 meters away casually.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, Brother Donghuang. Now we are partners and friends with Brother Ji. Brother Donghuang, would you like to invest in us as well?"

Just now, Brother Ji realized he had forgotten about Crow; he was still thinking about whether to ambush Smiling Tiger.

Seeing the crow made him feel a little awkward, but when he heard the crow say that it wanted to invest in Wang Taiyi's bar, he immediately got angry. Good heavens, this bastard wants to dilute my shares!

"Don't joke around, I wouldn't even look at this little bit of business."

Brother Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but then he heard Wang Taiyi say something else.

"Putting aside the fact that I don't care about this little bit of money, who can't see what your intentions are in daring to open a store on Hongxing's territory? You want to plant your flag on our turf, right? Only Brother Ji is an idiot, and you'll use his territory as a springboard later."

"what!"

Brother Ji understood. If Tung Sing were to come and plant their flag, they would definitely start from his own territory. In that case, Tung Sing would treat him like a clown, and Chiang Tin-sang would treat him like a traitor. In that case, he would only have one way out: death.

Brother Ji glared at Crow. This bastard was just taking advantage of his own people because they were honest and didn't talk much.

Crow didn't care about Brother Ji's gaze at all. Anyway, the bar was already open and the three of them were tied together. There was no way to explain things clearly. He was very nervous about Wang Taiyi's attitude. He didn't bring many people with him today. If this guy was determined to do something, it was a question whether he could leave here today. Fortunately, he didn't seem to care about his existence. Although he looked down on people a bit, it didn't matter. As long as he had the chance, he would definitely kill him and let him know who was the toughest.

Wang Taiyi continued rambling. Of course, he wouldn't kill the crow; it was just for fun, and he wanted to keep it alive.

"So, Raven, it's okay if you treat Brother Kei like an idiot, but not everyone is an idiot."

Just then, Crow and Brother Ji's eyes met. One of them had a frivolous and arrogant smile, while the other... had a long, donkey-like face.

Wang Taiyi spoke in a deep and philosophical tone.

"When you stare at an idiot, the idiot stares back at you."

Brother Ji, you can't stay here any longer.

"Grandma, can you give me some face? You keep calling me an idiot, it's making me lose face."

"Sorry, sorry."

Old Wang showed no remorse. What's wrong with an honest person telling the truth?

"But Brother Ji, you should think about how to get through this. Let me tell you a secret, there are definitely my good brother Jiang Tiansheng's men in the bar right now. Have you thought about how you're going to explain this to him?"

Brother Ji was startled and whispered to Wang Taiyi.

"Grandma, how about you help us out and we take care of Crow here? Then we can go to the hospital and take care of Smiling Tiger. I'll give you half of the bar."

The crow beside you looked utterly exasperated; your soft voice was deafening.

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Chapter 92 The Director is Dead

Wang Taiyi was surprised that Brother Ji actually wanted to kill Crow. He didn't expect him to have such courage. Well, it was about his own interests. Brother Ji had been in the underworld for a lifetime and had a ruthless streak. Don't look at him now. When he was young, he rose to power by being good at fighting and killing.

Holy crap, the crow panicked.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Are you guys serious? We all worship Guan Gong, we should be fair and honorable!"

As he spoke, the crow looked around, ready to run away at the first sign of trouble. He wasn't confident he could outmaneuver Wang Taiyi.

"What are you doing?"

A foreigner came in with broken Chinese.

"Are you trying to cause trouble?"

Brother Ji frowned as he looked at the foreigner.

"Who are you? Do you even have a place to talk here? Get out of here and drink your wine."

"Humph!"

The foreigner snorted and pulled out an ID from his pocket.

“I am the newly appointed Senior Superintendent Henda Lanz, the newly appointed police chief here. What right do I have to speak?”

Brother Ji's face instantly lit up with a smile.

"Oh, it's Superintendent Hengda. I was blind to your greatness. It's alright, it's alright. We were just chatting, just chatting."

"That would be for the best. I hope you bastards don't cause any trouble on my turf, or I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death."

He looked around the scene, saying how incredibly impressive he was.

Apart from Brother Ji, no one present was afraid of him. Old Wang didn't care about these foreign devils. He knew these people too well. Although he came from a triad background, he was also a successful businessman. What does that mean? It means he was rich. In a capitalist society, being rich is powerful. Although he wasn't a tycoon, he had reached the threshold of being a minor tycoon. Offending the foreign police superintendent was nothing to him. He hadn't broken the law.

Crow doesn't care because he doesn't care about anyone else. So what if he's a police superintendent? He'll still die if you shoot him twice in the back.

Guan Zhiling was only slightly surprised; it was the first time she had encountered such a high-ranking official, but that was all.

Foreigners' eyes lit up when they saw Rosamund Kwan. Foreigners can appreciate beauty too. Not every foreigner likes ugly Asians. The reason they have this idea is not only because of political correctness, but also because the Asian women they come into contact with are not considered beauties. Otherwise, if you put Rosamund Kwan and Lu Yan together, who do you think foreigners would choose?

"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of buying you a drink?"

Superintendent Hengda even gave a gentlemanly bow as he spoke.

Guan Zhiling looked at Wang Taiyi with a troubled expression, wondering if refusing would cause trouble for Old Wang.

Henda noticed the beautiful woman's subtle movements and looked towards Wang Taiyi.

"Sir, I'm just buying your female companion a drink. You wouldn't be so stingy, would you?"

As he spoke, he patted the pocket where he kept his documents.

In his view, who would refuse a request from a high-ranking police officer like himself? Who would dare to refuse? He thought Guan Zhiling's little actions were just playing hard to get. He thought she should be grateful that a foreigner was favoring her. His experience told him that no woman could refuse him; they would all be eager to be played with.

Henda felt incredibly lucky today. He casually walked into a bar and tried to pick up a few women, but he never expected to encounter such a stunning beauty. He was already fantasizing about whether he should upgrade his hotel tonight.

Wang Taiyi let go of Guan Zhiling's arm.

Heh, you're quite sensible, aren't you? Henda smiled smugly. Just as I thought, a sick man like him. Maybe we can even save on hotel expenses tonight.

Wang Taiyi patted Hengda on the shoulder.

"A very large egg, right?"

Henda frowned.

"It's Henda Lanz. Your pronunciation is very poor, it's obvious you haven't received higher education, and your mannerisms are also very rude. Now please stop your rude behavior and book a room at the Four Seasons Hotel, and I will forgive your rudeness."

Old Wang was amused. This foreigner was the first person he had ever met who spoke to him like that. It seemed he had to teach him a lesson.

"Egg, do you know who I am?"

Henda slapped Wang Taiyi's hand away.

"You know what? You're making trouble for yourself."

Henda was unhappy and decided to teach this clueless thug a lesson.

"No! No! No!"

Wang Taiyi laughed and said:

"Why would I want to cause trouble for myself? Just booking a room isn't enough; I also need to treat you to something to eat."

Sure enough, a sick man is a sick man. Henda thought he had overestimated him, thinking the other party was a passionate man who wanted to rebel. But look what happened... As expected, we, the people of the British Empire, are the best.

Everyone present stared at Wang Taiyi in disbelief. Was the legendary Hung Hing's Eastern Emperor really such a spineless coward? Even they, these short mules, would fight to the death if their own women were toyed with.

The crow also thought it was an overestimation of Wang Taiyi. How powerful could such a spineless person be?

Only Brother Ji felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, he knew that Tung Wong Tsai was no pushover, otherwise Chiang Tin-sang wouldn't have been unable to do anything about him.

"No need for food. What good food can you afford? You should go book a room," Henda said arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, I want to treat the Superintendent to something nice. How about some cakes? I'll treat you to cakes, young master."

No sooner had the words been spoken than a small truck bearing the logo of "Gan Kee" overturned in front of the bar, and the fatigued driver was found unconscious inside the truck.

At this moment, Henda remained arrogant, but strangely, he stared at Wang Taiyi as he spoke to him while walking towards the bar entrance.