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

As soon as the call was dialed, a hoarse voice came from the other end, "Who is it? Hiss!"

"Damn it!" Ding Haokun was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. They were putting out a fire! It has to be said that Kun-ge might not last long, but he does it a lot. No wonder he always looks like a weak-willed young master.

"Brother Kun, this is Ding Haokun. I'm calling to ask how brave you want me to be?"

"It's Big Kun! You don't need to ask me about something like this? Of course, the braver the better!"

"Wouldn't I be at a disadvantage then? Here's a solution: I won't charge 50,000 yuan for the opening performance. Each of my brothers will receive 5,000 yuan for each appearance, and the opening performance will be calculated per person."

"Killing one of their henchmen is worth 500, a Red-Rank thug is worth 50,000, and if I take out Ah Le directly, you'll give me 500,000. Is that brave enough?"

"You fucking bastard, are you really that awesome? Stop talking the talk! If you can't do it, it'll be a real embarrassment!"

"Don't worry, Brother Kun, I have a secret weapon. When are we going to make our move?"

"At midnight, dry your horses at the border of Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui East. Tie a red cloth strip to your sleeve. Don't go to the wrong place. Damn it, everyone knows Hung Hing doesn't allow drug trafficking, yet he accused me of sending people to his territory to distribute drugs. I'll definitely kill him!"

"No problem, Kun, but there's one thing to make clear first: if I kill someone and the cops order the person handed over, you're on your own!"

"Stop your fucking nonsense, you slut. Go find out when I, Handsome Kun, have ever let a brother take my place."

"Alright, see you tonight!" Although Liang Kun seems like a scoundrel, he's actually quite good to his subordinates, much better than Big B.

"Ko Chun, Tin Hung, bring out the bumper cars we prepared and drive them to the border between Yau Ma Tei and Tsim Sha Tsui East. You don't need to come out yet. When it's time to start filming, bombard Wo Luen Shing's sea anemones from behind!"

All five chuckled. "Understood, big brother. Don't worry, we'll definitely keep the throttle locked. I've been wanting to drive bumper cars for ages." Little Blue Hair Luo Tianhong flashed the standard villain's smile!

Ding Haokun slapped him hard across the neck. "You son of a bitch, watch your step tonight! You're fucking locked out of the accelerator! If you hit one of Liang Kun's guys, we'll have to pay for his medical bills. Be smart!"

"Alright, I understand. I had Big Fool modify the engine, added a turbocharger, and replaced a lot of other parts. Our bumper cars are now equipped like racing cars!"

"You idiot! You're playing racing games in a small place like Hong Kong? Are you crazy?!" Although Hong Kong World is about three times larger than Hong Kong, it's not that much bigger. It's densely populated and the streets are very narrow!

At midnight, Ding Haokun stood not far behind Liang Kun, eating a whole roast goose in one hand and a long stick in the other, his mouth dripping with oil.

His towering height made the Wo Luen Shing members burst into laughter. Ah Lok from Wo Luen Shing stepped forward, smiling at Handsome Kun, "Brother Kun, why are you doing this? If there's no one else, we can sit down and talk. How can we fight if we don't even feed our underlings properly?"

Before Liang Kun could speak, Ding Haokun raised his hand and threw a goose leg bone at him. "What are you saying, Fei Ni Ma? Look at me, so fat and strong, and the madman next to Brother Kun, he's so fat he can't even open his eyes. Does he look like someone who mistreats his underlings?"

"You motherfucker, Kun-ge is worried that when I'm about to kill you, I won't have enough strength to smash your head open, so he's giving me a roast goose as a special reward!"

The madman yelled, "Don't you fucking talk nonsense! I'm strong, not fat, and my small eyes are natural, you bastard!"

This time it was Liang Kun's turn to laugh, especially Sha Qiang and Liang Kun, who laughed so arrogantly that Ding Haokun, as one of their own, wanted to hit him with a stick.

"Did you hear that? I, Liang Kun, have always loved my brothers more than gold. Unlike you guys, who talk about hundreds of thousands of people, all of whom are old, weak, sick, and disabled."

"If you know what's good for you, pour me tea and apologize. I'll forgive and forget about your accusations of me selling counterfeit goods. Otherwise, if a fight breaks out, you'll all be forced to sell salted duck eggs!"

Ah Le squinted, still smiling, but giving off a dangerous vibe. "So you're saying we can't talk about it?"

As he spoke, Liang Kun thrust his hips forward like a greasy trainee. "I, talk, about, your, mother, ah! Everyone knows that Hung Hing doesn't allow fans to leave their products. You fucking framed me for distributing products on your turf. Is there any justice left? Is there any law left?"

If you're wrong, admit it; if you get hit, stand up straight. Apologize to me now, and I won't even ask you for the money you owe me for showing off your horse! You can't even manage to maintain uniformity in such a tiny place like Tsim Sha Tsui; it's truly shameful!

And this damn fish head logo and Daewoo black hat, one guarding Leiyue Gate, the other guarding Daewoo, it's fucking pathetic!

"Handsome Kun, don't be so arrogant. It's three against one. If we really fight, you'll definitely be the one who loses!" Da Puhei couldn't help but utter these arrogant words!

"You son of a bitch, who gave you the guts? The combined territory of those three isn't even as big as mine, and you dare bark at me? Brothers, kill them!"

This time, Brother Kun wanted to establish his authority, and he was determined to fight. With his command, his henchmen roared and surged forward like a tidal wave!

The fastest among them was Ding Haokun, like a heavy tank at full throttle. With a swing of his long staff, accompanied by a terrifying whoosh, five or six people were swept away, and before they even hit the ground, the sound of bones cracking could be heard.

The man landed on the ground, knocking over many people. His body was deformed as he lay on the ground, which startled the Wo Luen Shing team, slowing down their charge!

"Damn it, this money was well spent, this big guy didn't grow up for nothing!" Handsome Kun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The sound of engines rose, but was drowned out by the crowd. Two nine-seater vans, reinforced on the outside and made bigger, with tempered glass replaced by tempered glass, steel plates reinforced inside, and roll cages installed!

It crashed straight into the crowd, like a bowling ball, sending twenty or thirty people flying!

Luo Tianhong and Aji, who were driving, couldn't help but let out a strange cry. They shifted into reverse, floored the accelerator, and the tires screeched against the ground, emitting a burnt smell. They suddenly lurched forward and crashed again!

The fish head logo behind it couldn't dodge in time and was knocked away, landing on the ground and rolling several times before crashing in front of the shop. Its fate is unknown.

With their formation disrupted and caught in a pincer attack, Wo Luen Shing could no longer hold on. Ding Haokun swung his long staff in a wide arc, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves. In less than a minute, dozens of men were taken down by him!

Upon seeing Lin Huai Le's location, Ding Hao Kun roared, "Lin Huai Le, prepare to die!"

This shout startled everyone around, and Lin Huai Le trembled. Looking at the giant man not far away, he turned around and retreated nine seats!

His men roared and charged forward with machetes. Before they could even make a move, Ding Haokun used the long sticks as spears, stabbing them four or five times. Their ribs cracked and flew out of their bodies!

Inside the van, five people wearing demon masks got out of the car. Luo Tianhong's eight-sided sword, Aji's short knife, Gao Gang's three-section staff, Abu's double crutches, and Gao Jin's double swords formed a wedge formation and directly pierced into the crowd.

After cutting down dozens of people and breaking through their formation, he joined up with Ding Haokun. Ding Haokun threw away the broken long stick in his hand, drew a ghost-head knife with an iron scabbard from his back—a weapon used by executioners—and used it as a short stick without removing the scabbard, continuing to charge forward!