Hong Kong variety show: I'm actually the villain Kwan Cho!

In the afternoon, the streets of Mong Kok were bustling with people.

Suddenly, a large convoy of police cars appeared in the distance, sirens blaring, and drove in a grand procession toward a luxury nightclub in Mong Kok.

This attracted the attention of passersby.

At this moment, Wang Bao was tidying up his things in the office.

Suddenly, he heard police sirens outside the window!

When I woke up this morning, my younger brother reported that he saw Guan Zu going to work as usual.

Wang Bao knew that Aji's operation had failed. After failing to contact Aji, he felt a sudden unease.

I knew I might be in trouble this time.

Wang Bao decisively booked plane tickets to Canada for his wife and their son, who was not yet a month old.

Meanwhile, they seized the time to transfer as many assets as possible out of the country!

However, I still held onto a tiny sliver of hope, praying that this time it would all end without serious harm.

It was this sliver of wishful thinking that slowed his escape slightly, allowing him to transfer more assets.

Unexpectedly, the police arrived at our door so quickly.

At this point, Wang Bao couldn't care less about anything else. He grabbed the phone on the table and dialed, trying to speak calmly, "Wife, have you arrived at the airport yet?"

"We're here, honey! Are you almost here? Our son and I are waiting for you!"

"Can I hear my son's voice?" At this moment, a doting smile appeared on Wang Bao's face.

"Eeya, eeya!"

Hearing his son's voice, Wang Bao felt a little calmer: "Wife, if it's boarding time and I'm not there yet, you take the child and board the plane, okay?"

"Honey, I..."

"Be good, listen to me!" After saying that, Wang Bao decisively hung up the phone.

He grabbed the half-full bag from the table and rushed out the door.

Just as he was about to run out of the nightclub, he saw a group of heavily armed police officers rushing in from outside.

The underlings below, unaware of what was happening, assumed the police had come to cause trouble and had already surrounded them.

This inadvertently bought Wang Bao time to escape.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wang Bao turned and ran towards the back door.

In a back alley in Mong Kok, a small iron gate was suddenly opened, and a fat man in a red suit walked out, carrying a black travel bag.

Her usually neatly combed slicked-back hair was now unrecognizable, with a few strands falling down from the side.

Wang Bao came out, looked around, and then ran off in one direction.

After running only two steps, Wang Bao stopped. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but there were several people standing in front of him, preventing him from running.

The visitors were Chen Guozhong, Ma Jun, and others.

They were all old friends. Chen Guozhong and his gang had been eyeing Wang Bao for years, and the area around where Wang Bao was located had already been thoroughly searched by these men.

When they received Guan Zu's call, they came to this alley to wait. If Wang Bao hadn't been caught on the spot, he would definitely have escaped from this place.

It doesn't matter if they don't come; they're just here to provide support anyway.

Luckily, Wang Bao did indeed appear.

Looking at these guys who wanted to skin him alive, Wang Bao had no time to argue with them. He turned around and walked in another direction. But as soon as he turned around, he saw a guy he wanted to skin alive: Guan Zu!

Guan Zu looked at Wang Bao with a smile, twirling his baton in his hand: "Wang Bao, in this situation, it's only fair that we fight. I'll give you a choice: you take on all five of them by yourself, or we'll have a one-on-one duel?"

Wang Bao was well aware of the current situation. Without hesitation, he threw down the bag in his hand and walked directly towards Guan Zu.

For Wang Bao, this wasn't a choice. Don't be fooled by the bitter and resentful looks Chen Guozhong and the others gave Wang Bao; that's them, but it's different for Wang Bao.

To be honest, they were a bunch of defeated opponents, not worth Wang Bao's attention at all, because Wang Bao always came out on top among them.

No one remembers the person they bullied; people tend to only remember the person who bullied them.

Just like Guan Zu, from the moment he appeared before him, Wang Bao never had a good time. Now he has fallen into this predicament entirely thanks to Guan Zu.

This was his last chance.

Guan Zu smiled slightly as he watched Wang Bao approach, gripped his baton tightly, and went to meet Wang Bao.

The baton slammed down on Wang Bao's head, creating a whooshing sound as it flew through the air.

Wang Bao was a seasoned fighter and remained calm. He sidestepped, the stick grazing his hair as he swung it, and came whistling down, sending a few strands of hair flying through the air.

Then, Wang Bao delivered a powerful Iron Mountain Lean, his massive body crashing into Guan Zu. Guan Zu reacted quickly, missing his first strike, he turned to dodge the savage charge, and with a flick of his wrist, struck Wang Bao's waist with his baton once more.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Bao prepared to withstand the blow head-on. At the same time, he clenched his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and threw a punch at Guan Zu, determined to exchange injury for injury.

Guan Zu gritted his teeth and did not dodge. Both of them were hit at the same time and each took two steps back.

Wang Bao, who had been hit, knew things were going badly. Guan Zu was incredibly strong, and it seemed he was also very resilient. Guan Zu had taken a punch from Wang Bao and swayed as if nothing had happened, but Wang Bao had been hit by a stick and his skin was torn open.

Seeing this, Guan Zu's lips curled up, and he used the same trick again, raising his baton and smashing it down.

This time, Wang Bao didn't dodge. He crossed his arms and rammed them into Guan Zu's wrist, blocking the attack, and then kicked out with the momentum.

Guan Zu immediately put his newfound knowledge to use, dodging the powerful kick with a sidestep and then delivering a powerful Iron Mountain Lean.

With a loud "bang," the impact hit Wang Bao squarely, causing him to stagger back two steps.

Having suffered another loss, Wang Bao's anger flared, and he launched an attack, throwing a straight punch straight at Guan Zu's face.

Not to be outdone, Guan Zu gripped his baton tightly and swung it upwards, aiming straight for Wang Bao's straight punch.

Wang Bao reacted quickly, knowing he couldn't fight head-on. He suddenly rotated his whole body counterclockwise, instantly retracting the straight punch he had thrown, and using his other arm to clench his fist and whip it at Guan Zu like a whip.

A glint flashed in Guan Zu's eyes, the baton in his hand disappeared into thin air, and he reached out with both hands to grab Wang Bao's arm that was swinging at him, and then spun it around.

Wang Bao felt as if his arm was being clamped by pliers. Suddenly, a tremendous force came, and his body was involuntarily lifted into the air.

With a "bang," Wang Bao's massive body was thrown to the ground by Guan Zu with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Just as he was about to get up, Guan Zu suddenly pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head!

One wrong move and the whole game is lost!

Wang Bao's face instantly turned ugly, his eyes glaring fiercely at Guan Zu, but he dared not move an inch.

Guan Zu gave a signal with his eyes, and Chen Guozhong and the others who were waiting impatiently stepped forward and helped Wang Bao up from the ground.

Chen Guozhong, trembling, grabbed Wang Bao's hand and handcuffed him himself. His long-cherished wish was fulfilled at this moment.

There's no need to worry about him getting away with it or about him retaliating. What awaits Wang Bao next is the cold iron bars behind bars.

After the men put Wang Bao into the police car, Chen Guozhong stood in front of Guan Zu, his eyes slightly red, and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Guan Zu looked at him and smiled, "Brother Zhong, I told you, I'd handle him! And I kept my word!"

"Ah Zu, thank you!" Chen Guozhong finally said these words, tears streaming down his face.

Unable to resist any longer, I turned around, took a few quick steps, and left the crowd.

He squatted by the roadside, sobbing uncontrollably.

Men in their forties and fifties cried like children at this moment.

The two dead undercover agents weighed on Chen Guozhong's shoulders like two mountains; no one knew how much pressure he was under.

He is impulsive, easily angered, and acts without considering the consequences, but he has never backed down, even at the cost of his life!

The moment he handcuffed Wang Bao, he was free! He had finally achieved his redemption!

He wanted to avenge his comrade so that he could face his brothers in the afterlife!

Behind him stood his brothers: Ah Hua, Ah Chen, and Ah Le!

Their eyes were slightly red, but their gazes were unusually firm, just like their positions, firmly standing behind their elder brother.

With a click of the camera shutter, a reporter captured the moment.

It's as if time is frozen in this moment in another way!