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

Holy crap? The last remaining force of Hong Kong variety shows has appeared so quickly?

The person isn't the key. Gao Jin is more reliable than Tian Yangsheng. He's a well-rounded talent. Even if we don't get Tian Yangsheng, it won't be a problem.

More than two hours have passed since the incident, and the seven brothers of Tin Yeung have most likely left Hong Kong Island by boat and gone to Tai O on an outlying island, where they will board a boat that evening.

So, that 100 million dollars is now in Zhang Wenyao's hands, and it's in his old car in the parking lot of the Central Police Station.

Thinking of this, he felt a surge of excitement. He greeted Liang Kun's henchmen, Tian Shou and Kuangren, and then left the film company. As soon as he got into the car, he took out his phone and called Gao Jin.

"Prepare a speedboat that can hold ten people, or a fishing boat, but it must be discreet and leave no trace, understand?"

"No problem, bro. When do you need it?"

"The sooner the better. Remember to check the condition of the boat. Don't let it break down at sea and cause any delays."

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely reliable!"

After hanging up the phone, he casually deposited the money Liang Kun had given him into the system and selected to import medicinal herbs from the north. Once finished, he started the car, found a parking lot, parked it, changed into his leather suit, left the parking lot, and arrived at Temple Street.

A man with a face resembling Andy Lau, wearing a floral shirt, was chatting and joking in front of a tea restaurant with a few short, stocky men.

He felt someone tap his shoulder and whirled around, trying to shake off the hand to see who it was. The pain in his shoulder made him frown and turn his head away.

"Who do you think you are, daring to cause me trouble in Temple Street? Don't you want to live in the law anymore?"

"How could this be? The famous Twelve Young Masters of Temple Street, how could I dare to offend them?" Upon seeing this face that was even more handsome than his own, the Twelve Young Masters couldn't help but wail inwardly, "How could this be possible!"

"You're the local bigwig here. I want to buy something special, so I'd like to ask you about it."

"What are you buying? Let me tell you, we don't sell contraband here. You've come to the wrong place. If you want those things, go to Ni's or Wang Bao in Tsim Sha Tsui!"

"Hehe, of course it's not contraband, it's a high-quality replica uniform, the kind that's indistinguishable from the real thing. My girlfriend was framed and arrested by the cops before, and she wants revenge but doesn't dare to, so as her husband, of course I have to satisfy her!"

"Damn it!" Twelfth Young Master couldn't help but raise his middle finger, and the other men all grinned. "Spearhead, take him to find the stable boy, and tell him I introduced him. Make him bring out the good stuff for this brother to see!"

"Could someone have worn this before? I definitely don't want it!"

"Pick that flavor! We don't have the original flavor you want yet, they're all brand new!"

"That's good, thank you very much, Twelfth Young Master. I'll treat everyone to lunch!" He took out a large coin from his pocket and put it in Twelfth Young Master's pocket.

"You're so sensible, Mao Dun, hurry back! I'll treat you to something good for lunch!"

The two, one after the other, arrived at an old building filled with brothels. They went up to the fifth floor and knocked on a door. A greasy-looking man with dark circles under his eyes, who looked like he hadn't slept, opened the door with a disgruntled expression.

"Who is it, knocking on the door so early in the morning? Don't you have any sense of public decency?!"

"Damn it, what's with the 'early morning'? It's already afternoon! I told you not to test the horses too much, or you'll get a stroke!"

"Oh, it's Brother Mao Dun! Come in. If I can't test ride a horse, it'll be worse than death. Forget about the future, I'd die right now, I'm the number one pimp in Temple Street!"

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. It was Twelfth Young Master who introduced him. Show him the best replica uniforms you have here; he needs to go home and comfort his wife!"

The groom, with a knowing look on his face, went into the bedroom and kept taking out uniforms, still in their packaging bags, and placing them on the sofa.

"You've come to the right place. I can handle anything, from land, sea, and air, even John Bull, and judges. What kind do you need?"

"Do you have any clothes for cops?"

"Absolutely! PTU or regular? We've got everything – not just the uniforms, but professional gear and shoes. Once you're dressed, unless someone specifically checks your badge number, they won't be able to spot anything!"

When Ding Haokun saw what he took out, he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. "You guys are truly professional. I love working with you. Give me a PTU uniform, shoes, and props."

All other clothing must be women's style, size L, two sets of each, plus innerwear.

"The boss is generous; he'll prepare it for you right away!"

Twenty minutes later, Ding Haokun came down from the road carrying two large bags. Mao Dun shook his head, saying, "I think you should be careful too, don't get a stroke!"

"Hehe, you'll never see my strength. I could take on ten of them! Thanks, Brother Mao Dun. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

I only intended to buy one set, but I ended up buying so many. I had to take a taxi back to the parking lot first, put the other clothes in the car, and then change into the clothes in the mall's restroom while carrying the PUT clothes.

Emerging from the restroom, he had transformed into a righteous-looking PTU officer. Not only ordinary citizens, but even cops would consider him one of their own!

A thief who was stealing saw him come out, and he stopped stealing the wallet and ran away as fast as he could!

Arriving at the Central Police Station, he swaggered in, even greeting the police officers he saw along the way, none of them reacting. It has to be said, Liu Bei was the primary productive force; the truth of that statement continues to grow.

As I walked into the parking lot, I looked around and saw a rather old car in a parking space under a pillar. The rear wheels were clearly struggling, and the front of the car was even slightly raised.

One hundred million yuan worth of goods, weighing a full ton, were all placed in the trunk; they were quite heavy.

After looking around and not seeing any police officers, ignoring the surveillance cameras, he walked straight over, his five fingers turning black. He then inserted them into the trunk latch and squeezed it, breaking the latch and slowly opening the trunk.

Inside were four black travel bags, packed full. Opening the zippers revealed they were filled with bright green trolleys, the very same batch that had been stolen from the armored truck in Central.

After depositing the money into the system, leaving only four empty bags, Ding Haokun nodded in satisfaction. Knowing the plot was great; making money was too easy. With this 100 million in Daole, he could skip the initial accumulation phase and prepare to make a big score!

Ding Haokun had just left the Central Police Station and reverted to his "Big Guy" persona when Zhang Wenyao received news that the trunk of his car was open, which startled him.

I tried to remain calm as I arrived at the parking lot, only to find the trunk wide open with four empty bags inside. My legs went weak, and I collapsed to the ground with a thud, nearly fainting.

"Superintendent Zhang, have you lost something important?"

Zhang Wenyao's lips twitched, and he slowly stood up. "No, I misremembered. I took the things out and left them at home. Thank you."

"But the lock on your trunk looks like it was tampered with. Should we check the CCTV footage?"

"No need. It's probably because the mechanics were lazy when we were rear-ended and didn't fix it properly. There's no need to check the CCTV footage." He knew very well that checking wouldn't reveal anything; he was looking for blind spots in the surveillance.

If they really find out, he'll be arrested too; the other side clearly came prepared.

Back in his office, he wondered who had stolen his money. Two faces came to mind: one was his subordinate, Inspector Mo, and the other was Lin Yongqiang, who was injured and hospitalized.

Ding Haokun had already driven back to Saigon, gathered his group of five, and boarded the rented fishing boat.

"Are the boatmen reliable?"

"Brother, if there's no boatman, I'll drive the boat. I used to drive these kinds of fishing boats back in South Vietnam, so it's not difficult."

"Great, then there's no problem. Let's head to Tai O."

Gao Jin nodded, started the boat, and headed towards Tai O. Luo Tianhong walked curiously to his side. "Brother, what are we going to Tai O for?"

"Looking for someone who looks a lot like you, maybe even a twin brother."

"Impossible! I'm an only child, my parents died a long time ago, how could I have a twin brother?"

"Then what will you tell Gao Gang, Aji, and Abu? Maybe your fathers were sailors when they were young?"

"Brother, that's going too far. We're really not related by blood, and there's quite a bit of an age difference between us!" Gao Jin seemed to be focused on steering the boat, but in reality, his shoulders were twitching constantly, clearly indicating that he was laughing.

Soon the ship arrived at Ooku, which was similar to the northern district, with a rural feel, sparse population, and decent greenery.

"The people we're looking for this time are the seven siblings involved in the Central robbery case on TV. The eldest looks a lot like you; his name is Tin Yeung Sang. I have exclusive information that they will be leaving from Tai O Pier tonight."

"Gao Jin, go to the village closest to the dock. They can't possibly go without food and water. They should send Tian Yang En, the only woman among the seven siblings, to buy food. Keep an eye on them."

"The four of you look a lot like their leader. You're in charge of searching around Tai O Pier. Be careful, they have heavy weapons, and we can't rule out the possibility of grenades or landmines. Don't get hit by booby traps or landmines while you're searching."

"Big brother, I know how to defuse landmines, so it won't matter even if I step on one," Ah-Ji said confidently.

"Wardfa, you also have such advanced skills, how did you learn them?" Ding Haokun asked, somewhat puzzled.

Ah-Ji said with a smug look, "I saw it on TV, in a movie. It looked pretty simple, I could do it without any problem!"

"Smack!" A hard slap across the neck sent Ah-Ji staggering. "You fucking idiot! You actually believed the movie? I was really fooled by your nonsense. Do you even know there are two types of landmines: the 'pressed hair' type and the 'loose hair' type?"

"Huh? There are two kinds?"

Everyone couldn't help but look exasperated. Gao Jin secured the boat and walked over. "You'd better not do it. Most landmines are pressure-activated, meaning they explode when you step on them."

Pine-lock landmines aren't like those in the movies; they're not highly sensitive. Even a slight pressure imbalance will cause them to explode, and you'll lose both your legs. Then, when the explosion happens, you'll be confined to a wheelchair!

"Never mind then, I'll be careful. Boss, where are you going?"

"I'll stop at the dock to see where we can ambush them. You don't think that once we find someone, we can just say a few words and they'll come with us, do you?" As he spoke, he took out a small camera and patted it against his chest!

This little gadget looks like a toy when you hold it in your hand, it's really funny!