Hong Kong variety show: I, Big Guy, didn't cheat!

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In the Xigong Market of Xiangjiang, on Blue Star, in front of a butcher shop, a muscular man, over two meters tall and weighing over four hundred kilograms, held a half-meter-long pig-slaughtering knife. With a casual slash, he cleanly shaved off a pig bone.

After finishing, he picked up a black rag, wiped his hands, put a dozen or so bones into a bag, and handed it to the old man in front of him. "Uncle Li, the pork bones you wanted are all here. They're absolutely genuine."

The old man was speechless. "Haokun, we've been friends for so many years, is this really necessary? When your father was alive, he would at least leave me some meat or something, but you didn't leave me a single bit!"

The big guy grinned, revealing his neat teeth. His two canine teeth, combined with his size and appearance, made him look like a beast in human form, sending chills down one's spine.

"Uncle Li, what are you saying? I've surpassed my father, okay? I'm better than him! But we're all neighbors, so don't say I won't help you out when something good happens!"

As he spoke, he walked out of the shop, placed his large, fan-like hand on the old man's shoulder, looking like he was bullying the kind-hearted, which was incredibly intimidating. Even the slapstick mafia boss Ma Dongxi was considered a kind soul in his presence.

"I have a connection overseas, and a batch of head, hoof, and offal is arriving soon. All the paperwork is complete, the quality is excellent, and the price is only half of what you'd find in the market. Are you interested in getting some?"

"If your food stall takes my goods, you'll make a fortune! You'll never have to worry about your food being stale or getting beaten up again!" He said, patting the old man on the shoulder twice, as if to say, "I'm looking out for you."

The old man could barely straighten his back and couldn't help but take a step back, breaking free from the restraints. He looked at the man with disbelief, "Is it really that good?"

"Absolutely. The goods will arrive in three days. If they're not good, come and wreck my stall. How much do you want? I'll reserve the goods for you in advance, otherwise you won't be able to get such sought-after items!"

"How much can I take?"

"The head, hooves, and offal combined weigh no more than a thousand catties. This is all we can give you this time."

"Alright, thank you very much, Haokun. You're much better than your deadbeat father!" The old man smiled with satisfaction.

"Damn, that's for sure! I'm the kind of student who surpasses the master, you know? I'm very cultured, okay?"

Just after seeing the old man off, a young man with blue hair and a young man with yellow hair came over together. "Brother, the Hung Hing people are going to have a match with Wo Luen Shing tonight, and they would like to invite you to come and support them."

Ding Haokun walked into the shop, picked up a pig's trotter, threw one to each person, and picked up a pork knuckle for himself. He started eating it with a crunching sound, even chewing the bones to pieces, which looked extremely horrifying.

"Damn it, I'm just an old 49, all the way to Saigon to take over my father's business. They don't think of me for good things, but they think of me for bad business. Who's such a bastard?"

"Brother, it's the Mong Kok boss, Young Kwan. I heard that this bastard offended Lam Wai Lok, Tai Po Hei, and Fish Head Biu while selling goods in Tsim Sha Tsui, and Luen Shing threatened to take him down."

"Damn it, is he an idiot? He dares to acknowledge this 'Handsome Kun'? Doesn't he know Hung Hing doesn't allow fans to leave their idols?"

"Who knows?" The blue-haired boy spread his hands like a little bear, while the yellow-haired boy had a smile on his face, seemingly lost in thought.

"How much is the appearance fee?"

"He'll give us 500 for the horse, 300 for us, and if it gets treated, he'll give us 700. He'll cover all medical expenses and resettlement costs!"

This paltry sum of money made Ding Haokun laugh in anger. "Damn it, you think Liang Kun is trying to fob me off like a beggar? Just my physique standing there makes them tremble with fear, and you think I'm only worth five hundred?"

Go tell Liang Kun that his appearance fee is 5,000 and the opening fee is 50,000. He doesn't need to worry about the settlement fee or medical expenses. If it's okay, then get lost. You guys are the same as me!

And also, can you guys dye your fur back to normal? It's embarrassing to look like a damn short mule!

The two men exchanged a smile. "Big brother, we're the short mules! You're the fourth one, and we're the blue lanterns!"

"Alright, alright, get lost. I'm annoyed just looking at you guys. Go find Abu, Gao Gang, and Gao Jin later, I reckon Liang Kun will agree!"

"Okay, boss, let's go."

After finishing the pork knuckle, he let out a burp and activated the system that's standard for transmigrators. It had a really lame and low-class name: "The Famous System."

Now his own title is "bullshit", which is incredibly insulting and just plain awful!

However, the newbie gift pack is quite good, including the Kingpin character card, which turns you into a heavily armored tank, making you invincible.

The Sims system allows you to do business directly within the system. The offal and trotters I mentioned to Uncle Li were transported in the system. Once they arrive in Hong Kong, they will appear in a designated warehouse with all the legal documentation.

Under normal circumstances, the time is the same as normal transportation, but if you get an expedited card by checking in, it may not be the same.

The third is the Butcher's Knife Technique, which is not only effective at killing animals, but also incredibly useful for killing people!

As it was getting dark, and I was about to put the remaining meat into the refrigerator, a woman's voice rang out.

"Hey, big brother, can I borrow some of your pork? I'll pay you back when I have the money!"

Looking back, isn't that Little Stutterer? She's like the modern-day "spiritual girl," only with the added skill of stealing cars.

"No credit is possible, but if you let me have this one time, you can take everything that's left in my shop." Ding Haokun, true to his name, liked to omit words!

"Pfft, pfft, don't even think about it! I, I am Bingqing, Yu, Yujie!" The little stutterer looked very angry, but showed no intention of leaving.

Ding Haokun smiled knowingly; this was an attempt to inflate prices!

"Tch, we're all smart people here. Do you think I'm an idiot? You're only innocent today, aren't you? I know who you are, you're with Fei Hong from Tsz Wan Shan. Everyone knows what kind of person he is. Maybe you're just innocent for this little moment!"

"Hurry up and agree or not, I still have five hundred dollars worth of meat in my shop, you're worth way more than a prostitute. Five hundred dollars, you could get a really good quality 'wooden fisherman' for the whole night on Portland Street!"

Looking at the meat on the counter, Little Stutterer couldn't help but swallow. She'd been having bad luck lately, failing to steal a car and being constantly penalized with missing words and no money. She was even worse off than Crow's underling.

The crow's underlings only go hungry for three days and nine meals a day. They can endure the hunger themselves, but they also have to pay for their own contraceptives. Otherwise, if they get pregnant, they will have to pay for their own hospital visits.

I stole a bread from a convenience store this morning and was chased for two blocks. Now I'm starving.

"Okay, okay, it's just a matter of three to five minutes, I agree!"

"Alright, come in then, I'll be quick!" Ding Haokun smiled knowingly, let the stutterer into the shop, pulled down the roller shutter, and chuckled.

The King of Hell's smile means life and death are unpredictable, but Ding Haokun's smile... well, that's a lot of words that can be omitted.

After writing 500,000 words, Ding Haokun whistled and laboriously squeezed out through the small door, stretching. As for Little Stutterer, he had already fainted. The Kingpin character card—that's how domineering it is! A real man, no explanation needed!

Upon reaching the village house, the group of five had already arrived: Luo Tianhong, the blue-haired boy with the strength of four capitals; Aji, the yellow-haired boy; Gao Gang, the underground boxing champion; Abu, the wolf-tooth bowling ball disguised as a human head; and Gao Jin, the fake warden who beat up Tony, the god of Muay Thai.

It's a pity that we're still missing Tianyangsheng, otherwise we could have gathered the power of the five capitals.

"What did Leung Kwan say?"

"He agreed, but he said if we start filming, he wants you to be a little more aggressive!"

"Damn, you've got a lot of demands. I'll call Liang Kun!" Ding Haokun adjusted his position and picked up the landline phone on the table.