Hong Kong variety show: From being bitten by a cockroach to becoming a legend

Chan Ho-nam was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, his eyes red as if they were about to bleed. He stared intently at the photos scattered on the ground, especially the one of Leung Kwan and Yuen Ching-nam raising a glass, his nails digging deep into his palms.

"Brother Kun..." he squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows: "As expected, it was this bastard who colluded with the Japanese... and ruined Brother B."

In fact, Chan Ho-nam had long suspected that Big B's death was related to Ugly Kun, but he had no evidence.

Now it's all confirmed: Big B really did die at the hands of Handsome Kun.

New and old grudges fueled his burning anger.

Now, Chan Ho-nam's mind is filled with thoughts of revenge, and he can't calm down for even a second.

Chan Ho-nam grabbed his leather jacket and rushed outside.

Even Song Zhaowen didn't have time to stop it.

However, when Chan Ho-nam opened the door, he bumped into an unexpected guest.

Upon recognizing the person, Chan Ho-nam grabbed him by the collar: "Chan Yiu, how dare you come here!"

Chen Yao, also known as Hung Hing White Paper Fan, was Chiang Tin-sang's strategist.

He and Big B were known as Jiang Tiansheng's right-hand men.

But it was precisely this person who suddenly betrayed Chiang Tin-sang at the Hung Hing triad meeting and then strongly supported Leung Kwan, which allowed Leung Kwan to take the opportunity to oust Chiang Tin-sang from the stage.

At this moment, Chan Ho-nam naturally categorized Chan Yiu and Leung Kwan as being on the same side.

Before killing Handsome Kun, let's collect some interest first!

Seeing Chen Haonan raise his fist.

"Hao Nan, stop!"

Then an unexpected sound rang out.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Chan Ho-nam stopped punching and looked at Chiang Tin-sang with a surprised expression as he stepped out of the silver Mercedes.

Da Tian Er and the others immediately surrounded them to greet them.

As for Song Zhaowen, he remained calmly seated at the bar, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Wow~ This is getting more and more interesting."

The Hung Hing faction surrounded Chiang Tin-sang as they entered the bar.

"This must be Mr. Song. I've heard Chen Yao mention you. Thank you for standing up for Hao Nan at the funeral."

Jiang Tiansheng walked straight up to Song Zhaowen and extended his hand.

"Mr. Jiang, I've heard so much about you. It's just a small matter, nothing to mention, but I couldn't stand it. By the way, I'm a junior, Mr. Jiang, you can call me A-Wen."

"What's a small matter to you might be a matter of life and death for Hao Nan." Jiang Tiansheng released his hand, gesturing for everyone to sit down. "Hao Nan, I've come uninvited today, and I'm here on your turf. I apologize for disturbing you."

Chen Haonan stared at Chen Yao, who was rubbing his chest, with a face full of resentment, without answering, clearly harboring resentment.

Jiang Tiansheng chuckled softly upon seeing this.

"Hao Nan, Chen Yao is one of us. He did that on my orders at the meeting."

"Mr. Jiang, what...what did you say?" Chen Haonan thought he had misheard, his eyes wide. "Chen Yao...was this your doing?"

Da Tian Er, Bao Pi, and Chao Pi were also dumbfounded, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Song Zhaowen, however, remained calm and composed, as if he had expected it all along.

"That's right, I made Ah Yao do it. Leung Kwan has long been ambitious and covets the top position in the triad, and in recent years he has recruited a lot of people in the triad. If they confront each other head-on, Hung Hing will be severely weakened, and may even fall apart. So, I had Ah Yao pretend to join Leung Kwan, gain his trust, find out their background, and also lull Leung Kwan into a false sense of security, making him think that the situation is settled."

Chan Ho-nam's mind was buzzing; the news was too much for him to handle. He looked at Chiang Tin-sang, then at Chan Yiu, still incredulous: "But... Mr. Chiang, why didn't you tell me sooner? Why didn't you warn Brother B? If Brother B knew..."

"If Ah B knew, given his temper, do you think he could keep it a secret?" Jiang Tiansheng picked up the file folder on the ground, casually flipped through it, seemingly unsurprised by its contents, then his eyes showed regret: "But I also miscalculated. I didn't expect that Liang Kun would be so ruthless as to turn on his own brother."

"By the way, I also have to thank Ah Man. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that Leung Kwan actually cooperated with the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan. Including the funeral hall, Hung Hing owes you a lot of favors. I, Chiang Tin-sang, will repay any kindness. As long as you ask, Ah Man, I can provide you with a house or money."

Song Zhaowen smiled and held up a finger: "Money, I have it, quite a lot; house, I live in the factory now, over ten thousand square feet, it's incredibly comfortable; so forget about those two things..."

"Oh?" Jiang Tiansheng did not react strongly when he heard that Song Zhaowen not only did not seek anything in return but also wanted to borrow troops, because he knew that there were no living saints in the underworld, and this hard-fisted Wen must have other intentions.

Just as he expected.

"If you grant me a wish, Mr. Jiang, I can actually do you a favor by lending you troops to deal with that good-for-nothing Liang Kun."

The moment Song Zhaowen said those words, the bar fell silent.

Everyone had different thoughts, and after a few seconds of silence...

Jiang Tiansheng finally spoke up: "Awen, what do you want?"

Song Zhaowen didn't beat around the bush; he tapped his fingers lightly on the bar counter, making a soft tapping sound.

"Tsz Wan Shan," he uttered three words.

Jiang Tiansheng's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak immediately; he just looked at Song Zhaowen.

Song Zhaowen met Jiang Tiansheng's gaze: "Mr. Jiang, my request is very simple. This time I will help you deal with Liang Kun and the Japanese. After it is done, the other half of Tsz Wan Shan will belong to my Zhengxing. From now on, Tsz Wan Shan will be completely under my control, Song Zhaowen."

He paused, then added, "Of course, if Mr. Jiang feels this condition is inappropriate, then just pretend I didn't say anything. I don't want the money or the house either. Haonan is my friend, and helping a friend shouldn't be about expecting anything in return."

Chan Ho-nam glanced at Sung Siu-man, then at Chiang Tin-sang, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't. He was conflicted. Tsz Wan Shan was Brother B's home, and of course he didn't want it to fall into the hands of outsiders. But Sung Siu-man's words also made sense; those places would eventually fall into the hands of Leung Kwan. Rather than letting their enemies benefit, it would be better for Sung Siu-man to take over. At least they could preserve some of Brother B's hard work, and besides... Sung Siu-man had taken a considerable risk helping them this time, so asking for some return seemed reasonable.

More importantly, without Song Zhaowen's intelligence today, Jiang Tiansheng and the others would not know that Liang Kun was working with the Japanese, and acting blindly would result in a great loss!

Chen Yao then spoke in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Song's suggestion... might not be a bad thing. Tsz Wan Shan has always been a place of trouble. We've been fighting with Cheng Hing for so many years, and neither of us has gained a significant advantage. Moreover, it's better for Mr. Song to take over than for it to fall into the hands of Leung Kwan or someone else. We'll have one more ally, and our chances of dealing with Leung Kwan will be even greater."

Jiang Tiansheng glanced at Chen Yao, then looked at Song Zhaowen, and finally slowly said, "Ah Wen, I heard that you bought all the properties in Tin Shui Wai a while ago, and now you suddenly want to take over the entire Tsz Wan Shan. You have quite the appetite."

Song Zhaowen smiled and said frankly, "Mr. Jiang is a sensible man. Yes, I, Song Zhaowen, am ambitious. But I mean what I say. If you agree, my hundreds of men are ready to serve at any time!"