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

In an apartment in Mong Kok.

As he lay sound asleep, his left arm around a naked woman, the phone rang at an inopportune moment.

The phone rang for a long time. An impatient man reached with his left hand and picked it up: "You'd better give me a good reason! You're disturbing my sleep!"

Han Chen's signature voice came through the phone: "What's up, Brother Left? Is a 50 million deal a good reason to bother you?"

Upon hearing Han Chen's words, Zuo Shou sat bolt upright in bed, no longer sleepy. "Hey, Brother Chen! Of course it's a good reason! Tell me, I'm listening!"

Han Chen didn't waste any words with him: "Tomorrow night at 11 PM, at the Kwun Tong old container terminal, there's an abandoned warehouse there, a shipment is arriving. Just take 50 million and go straight there. I'll give you the contact information tomorrow!"

Left Hand frowned: "Brother Chen, why go through all this trouble? You can just give me the goods directly after you receive them. Why make me go pick them up myself!"

Han Chen sneered, "Forget it, you should just pay and deliver the goods directly. Otherwise, you might accuse me of making a profit in the middle, making me look like I'm dishonest. It's better for everyone this way—fewer steps, safer!"

Left Hand, without a second thought, replied, "OK, I'll contact you tomorrow!"

"OK, then I won't disturb Brother Zuo's nap!" Han Chen chuckled and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Han Chen looked at Liu Jianming sitting across from him and said, "You just came to my house like this? Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Liu Jianming shrugged nonchalantly: "This place is so remote, I had to go around in circles to get here, it'll be fine!"

Han Chen raised his glass and swirled it: "Has that rich kid been quiet lately?"

Liu Jianming shook his head: "It's probably because Zuo Shou wasn't at the scene last time. After arresting those three good-for-nothings, he sensed something was wrong and hasn't been to the police station lately. I wonder what he's been up to!"

Han Chen nodded: "That guy on the left is insatiable. Hong Ren was just about to let him run away, but this guy, knowing he's being watched by the cops, still insists on doing this one last job, and even wants me to just hand over the goods to him. Do I look that stupid?"

Liu Jianming didn't say anything, picked up a glass of red wine from the table, and clinked glasses with Han Chen.

Meanwhile, the left hand on the other end of the phone, unusually excited after hanging up, reached out and patted the naked woman next to him. The woman touched the spot where she had been patted and said, "What are you doing? Go back to sleep!"

He slapped the woman hard across the face with his left hand: "Sleep for whoever you are! Get up and party!"

Just as my left hand was happily exercising,

What he didn't know was that in the apartment next to his...

Guan Zu slowly took off his headphones: "Hmph! Another idiot who got screwed over by Han Chen!"

With that, Guan Zu picked up the phone on the table and dialed: "Hello, I have news!"

The next evening, in an abandoned warehouse at the Kwun Tong old container terminal.

On the left, a man sat on a wooden box, a cigar between his fingers, with a row of henchmen standing behind him, exuding an imposing aura!

With a cigar dangling from his left hand, he snapped his fingers: "What time is it?" A henchman bowed and stepped forward: "Boss, it's almost eleven!"

He took a deep drag on his cigar with his left hand: "Damn, these Thai guys, do they love timing things so much? Don't they know who's the boss?"

The younger brother didn't dare to reply and silently retreated to the back.

A few minutes later, getting a little impatient, I jumped off the box with my left hand. Just as I was about to curse, the warehouse door opened.

Three military green jeeps drove straight in and stopped 3 meters away from the left. The doors opened and eight burly men jumped out.

The leading Thai man stepped forward, extending his left hand. After exchanging a secret signal, they nodded and each gave a hand signal, at which point their henchmen immediately sprang into action.

The Thai henchmen took a black box out of the car, while the henchmen on the left brought over a total of seven or eight large boxes.

The two sides exchanged a glance, and the two leaders waved their hands again. Their underlings opened the boxes on both sides, revealing a patch of white powder on one side.

On the other side was a sea of ​​green US dollars!

He waved his left hand again, and a henchman came up from behind, walked straight up to the Thai man, took out a small knife, and began to inspect the goods.

Meanwhile, the Thais on the other side did the same thing; their underlings came up to check the money!

A few minutes later, the two underlings gave their boss a thumbs-up gesture.

Looking to his left, he immediately beamed with joy, took two glasses of red wine from the henchman beside him, and handed one to the Thai man opposite him.

Just as the two were about to clink glasses, they suddenly noticed that each other was covered in tiny red dots; they had both been targeted.

At that moment, a voice came through a loudspeaker: "Listen up, you people inside! We are the Hong Kong Island Police. You are surrounded. Please put your hands behind your heads and kneel down!"

Inside, the people making the transaction, seeing the dense red dots all over their bodies, didn't dare to move. They all squatted down obediently. However, the few people from the Thai side were slowly moving towards their car.

Just as a group of fully armed police officers walked into the warehouse, Zuo Shou's voice suddenly rang out: "Guan Zu, I'll fucking curse your ancestors for eighteen generations! Are you fucking determined to keep targeting me? Fuck!"

Guan Zu's cheerful voice came over: "If you don't break the law, then everything will be fine, right?"

Just as Zuo Shou was about to say something, he saw the seven or eight Thai men simultaneously roll over and hide next to their jeeps, using the jeeps as cover to avoid all the red dot sights.

Then, they pulled out all sorts of guns from various parts of the car, raised them, and began firing at a group of police officers.

Just as they were turning over, Guan Zu and the others noticed something was wrong and quickly scattered. Guan Zu and Chen Guorong rushed towards the Thais at the same time.

The two sides immediately exchanged fire.

At this point, Zuo Shou couldn't care less about cursing. He quickly found a place to hide, rolled over and hid behind the box he had been sitting on, pulled out a pistol from behind him, and began to return fire.

Then they saw Chen Guorong and Guan Zu, amidst the hail of bullets, leap forward, dodging left and right, and in a few strides they reached the car. The two men pulled out pistols and shot one Thai man down with each shot.

His left hand was hidden behind a box, firing back continuously, watching his henchmen fall one by one.

Zuo Shou's heart sank to the bottom. He looked up at the ceiling of the abandoned warehouse, listening to the gunfire around him gradually subsiding.

He knew the situation was hopeless; there was no escaping it today.

The battle quickly came to an end due to the huge disparity in numbers and the intervention of two individuals whose combat abilities were clearly unequal.

The Thai army was completely wiped out, and Zuo Shou's henchmen were either killed or wounded. Only Zuo Shou, who had been hiding behind the box and had not shown his face, remained unharmed.

"Alright, Left Hand, stop hiding. I know you're behind the box. Come out and surrender!" Guan Zu shouted towards the box!

He cursed under his breath, but there was nothing he could do but admit defeat. He raised both hands and said, "Don't shoot, I surrender!" He then placed the pistol on top of the box.

Then, raising his hand, he slowly stood up. His left hand, which had once been arrogant and domineering, now exuded an aura of dejection.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and stared intently at Guan Zu, as if he wanted to devour him: "How did you know we were here?"

But before the question could even leave his mouth and before Guan Zu could answer, Zuo Shou seemed to suddenly understand, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips.

He shook his head resignedly, muttering to himself, "I was still too greedy..."

Guan Zu looked at Zuo Shou, shrugged, and didn't reply. He took out handcuffs and was about to step forward to subdue Zuo Shou when...

Suddenly, he grabbed the pistol on the box with his left hand, aimed it at Guan Zu, and his eyes flashed with madness.

However, Guan Zu, whose five senses were enhanced, immediately noticed that his left index finger was not actually on the trigger of the pistol; it was just a pretense.

The scene before him seemed familiar, and Guan Zu instantly understood Zuo Shou's intention, turning his head and shouting, "Don't shoot!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

Guan Zu instinctively bent down to avoid being shot, and after not feeling the bullet, he slowly raised his head.

A chill ran down my spine instantly, because he had been shot in the left hand, right near his heart.

He was clutching his chest with his left hand, and blood was gushing from his mouth.

He slowly knelt on the ground, looking at Guan Zu, wanting to say something, but said nothing.

Guan Zu strode forward, lifted his left hand from the ground, pressed his hand against the bleeding wound on his left hand, and shouted, "Ambulance!"

The scene was in complete chaos. Guan Zu, clutching his left arm, kept muttering, "Don't fall asleep, hold on!"

With its last ounce of strength, its left hand whispered, "Help...help me tell my brother...cough, I'm sorry, I admit I was wrong!"

Looking at his left hand, now dead, Guan Zu recalled the music from the movie "Jianghu".

And Hong Renjiu's classic line: "I told you, but you didn't listen; I listened, but you didn't understand; you understood, but you didn't do it; you did it, but you did it wrong; you did it wrong, but you wouldn't admit it..."

This time, the left hand might really know it was wrong! And it admits it!