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

Big Gold Tooth wasn't exactly benevolent; if it were anyone else, he wouldn't have said a word and would have just focused on making money. But Ding Haokun was different. This guy was personally picked up by Li Kangmei; if anything happened to him, he'd be dead.

In Beiping (Beijing), it's not about how powerful your connections are, but about knowing who you can't afford to offend. Li Kangmei's family were among the first to own shares in the stock market; they were truly not to be trifled with.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Just give me a quote." Ding Haokun said nonchalantly.

"Alright, Brother Kun. This armor should be made by the Northern Song government. It's in excellent condition, and it even matches your build quite well. It has both inner and outer armor, making it an absolute gem."

As for the wedding dress, from the embroidered shoes to the entire phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, judging from the embroidery and the fabric, it should be a product of the Imperial Textile Bureau. This indicates that the family must be officials, and not just any officials, but officials of considerable rank. Perhaps the wedding dress was even a gift from a noble person in the palace.

Look at these porcelain pieces; they're all exquisite pieces from the official kilns, and they're very well preserved, making them quite valuable. Finally, there's this knife and sword; judging by their shape, they were weapons carried by generals during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. They were likely collected by the male owner and are very well preserved.

"If I were to quote a price for all these items together, it would be 300,000. My appraisal fee would be 30,000, and you would get 270,000."

"Huh? Mr. Jin, you're saying it's so good that we can get 270,000?" The four of them were immediately a little unhappy.

Big Gold Tooth looked annoyed. "If your stuff had a clean provenance, it could sell for 500,000, and I wouldn't even charge an appraisal fee. But this stuff still smells of dirt. And do you think you can just buy this stuff like that? Look at my gloves!"

When he raised his hand, the others instinctively looked over and found that his glove had turned completely black. Even Ding Haokun gasped in shock; it was too ferocious.

"Are you selling or not? If not, take your things and find somewhere else. Keeping them in my shop is bad luck; I want to live a few more years!"

The four looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Ding Haokun. They knew that this was the one who could make the decisions.

"Uncle Ding, could you please add some money? It's not easy for us to come out of this mountain valley. We don't even dare to take a car. We just want to bring back more money so that we can find a way out for our children back home."

"Okay, here's 350,000 yuan. Big Gold Tooth's money is separate. If you're okay with it, put your things down. If not, take your things with you."

"Alright, alright, that's great, thank you so much, Master Ding, thank you so much, Master Ding."

"Hehe, no need to thank me. Consider this money as a 'silence payment' for you." The four thought it meant they were told to keep quiet, but they never expected that the "silence payment" meant exactly what it said—they were going to die!

Big Gold Tooth did understand, but there was no need for him to speak up or offer any help anyway.

"You guys wait here, I'll go get you the money. It'll take at most half an hour. The stuff is mine now. Big Gold Tooth, you keep an eye on it and don't let them touch it!"

"No problem, Brother Kun, don't worry, absolutely no problem. The goods are in my shop, no doubt about it!"

He turned around and wandered around for a while. He took out a briefcase from his spatial storage, put 400,000 RMB that he had exchanged beforehand into it, and returned to Big Gold Tooth's shop.

He opened the box, took out five stacks of cash, and threw them at Big Gold Tooth. "This is your share. The remaining 350,000 is yours. Take the money and get out of here!"

The four men did not leave immediately. Two of them put their hands into their sleeves, while the other two reached for their lower backs and suddenly pulled out their weapons.

Two homemade guns with sawn-off barrels and two short swords, clearly a pair, were probably brought from the tomb.

"What do you guys mean by this? Trying to cause trouble here? The Six Doors are right next door. If there's even the slightest noise from here, you won't be able to leave. Once you're inside, you're all dead. Don't make trouble for yourselves!"

"Brother Jin, don't blame us. Our families need the money. You are all rich people. Isn't it said that the rich should help the poor? Give us some more, just enough to make up 500,000!" This was because Ding Haokun was too generous with the money, and they had evil intentions.

"Go to hell! Not a penny more! Don't you even know if I, Jin Mantang, have ever suffered this kind of humiliation since I took over my father's business? If you have the guts, open fire! Nobody the hell will survive!"

As the four hesitated, Ding Haokun narrowed his eyes and said, "Now take your money and get out of here. I'll pretend this never happened. But if you utter a single word of objection, I'll kill you all right now, and the stuff and money will all be mine!"

"Who the hell are you trying to scare? We have guns, there are four of us. What good are big guys if they're just a bunch of us!"

No sooner had the man finished speaking than Ding Haokun moved, pulling a butcher's knife from his sleeve and gripping the handle. Before they could even pull the trigger, four swift strokes rang out, and the hands holding the homemade guns and short swords fell to the ground.

The essence of the Butcher Ding's knife technique—severing the blade at the wrist—lies in the gaps between the joints, leaving the knife undamaged.

Just as they were about to scream in agony, the blade flashed again, their throats were slit open, blood flowed freely, and they collapsed to the ground with thuds!

Ding Haokun bent down and wiped the blood off the butcher knife from their bodies, looking disgusted. "Damn it, I hate robbers like you. You have absolutely no skill."

Big Gold Tooth considered himself a big shot and had seen murder before, but he never expected it to be so swift. Looking at the blood on the ground, he couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a serial killer, I won't kill you too. I'll call Li Kangmei, and he'll handle things here."

"Okay, then thank you very much, Brother Kun." Big Gold Tooth gave a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Half an hour later, Li Kangmei arrived at the door with two cars. He wasn't surprised to see the four dead people. He already knew about Ding Haokun's strength from Yang Jianhua, otherwise he wouldn't have asked him to help him get revenge yesterday.

"Brother Kun, how long have these people been dead?"

"I called you right after I killed him, what's the problem?"

"Look at these people's blood, it's already turned black; and their skin, they've developed lividity—they don't look like they just died!"

"They're tomb raiders; they brought two boxes of extremely dangerous items with them before, I suspect that's part of the reason!"

Li Kangmei and the people behind him nodded. "I see. I understand now. I'll take the body with me. Kun, you can go do whatever you need to do. These scoundrels, digging everywhere, are really crazy, just because they're bold."

Even if you don't kill them, I don't think they'll live much longer. They even dared to bring guns into Beiping, damn it!

"Fine, this money was for them. Now that the man is dead, you can take it and divide it up!"

"Brother Kun, there's no need for this, it's too unorthodox." Li Kangmei didn't want to accept it.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense. You're not short of money, but they are. Just split it up when I tell you to, stop with the nagging."

After Li Kangmei and the others left, Ding Haokun drove his big gold-toothed van, loaded with goods, and drove away. When he arrived at the hotel parking lot, he put the goods into his spatial storage, thinking that this would make them safe.

That night, as he fell asleep, something went wrong in his dream. A woman dressed in a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe slowly appeared, her features becoming clearer and clearer, making it seem like a dream.

"Zhao Kun, how could you be so heartless? I waited for you to come back for two years, but all I got was news of your death. Did you ever think that I would die for you?"

If it were anyone else, they would be a little confused or scared, but Ding Haokun didn't care at all and was even excitedly rubbing his hands together.

"My wife, I'm sorry you've suffered this injustice. I'll make it up to you now and help you become a mother soon!" With that, he stepped forward and, to the woman's utter bewilderment, removed her wedding dress. (A million words omitted.)

When Ding Haokun opened his eyes the next day, he felt a strange sense of nostalgia. What a wonderful dream! He never expected to encounter an opponent who was evenly matched with him.

I sat up in bed, frowning involuntarily. Damn, my back hurts! Going to the bathroom and seeing myself in the mirror, I was even more bewildered—I had dark circles under my eyes! Is this for real?

It seems that female ghosts are not something that just anyone can control. I need to improve my strength quickly! I took out all kinds of nourishing Chinese medicine and ate a lot of meat after going downstairs. I drove my van all the way to the outskirts of Beijing and stopped at a scenic spot.

He sat cross-legged and practiced the Yi Jin Jing. As energy entered his body, he couldn't help but groan. His lower back pain had lessened, and it was indeed effective.

Several days passed in a row. He practiced his skills during the day and met the female ghost in his dreams at night. Finally, Big Gold Tooth called.

"Brother Kun, I ran into Fatty Wang at Donglaishun today. He was with a guy named Hu Bayi, and they wanted to buy the jade pendant back. I told them I'd already sold it to you, and they wanted to see you."

"Oh? Time and place."

"Tomorrow at 11:00 AM, Donglaishun, is that alright?"

"No problem, see you tomorrow at noon."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Haokun sat cross-legged on the balcony. He had now reached the third cycle of the Red-level Pagoda, and all the pores on his body could absorb energy, which greatly improved his efficiency. He could barely withstand the female ghost's exploitation.

The next day, they arrived at Donglaishun, where Big Gold Tooth and two other people were waiting at the entrance. Fatty Wang wasn't actually fat, or rather, he'd lost weight from hunger. Hu Bayi, on the other hand, looked somewhat dejected, feeling lost and unsure of what he wanted to do.

"Brother Kun, you've arrived. Let's go inside. The seats have been reserved. Let me introduce you. This is Fatty Wang, the owner of the jade pendant, and this is his childhood friend, Hu Bayi, who just came down from the army."

"Nice to meet you! Eat something first if you're hungry, we can talk about the rest later!"

The four sat down in the booth, foregoing any vegetables and ordering forty plates of mutton first. They started eating in no time, while Hu Ba kept frowning as he ate. His demobilization pay wasn't much, and he had originally planned to treat everyone today.

If we keep eating like this, I'm afraid we won't have enough money to get the jade pendant back after paying the bill.

After finishing forty plates of mutton, Fatty Wang smiled and said, "Brother Kun, I heard you're from Hong Kong, a man who's seen the world. But that jade pendant isn't very good quality, it's not a good thing."

The reason I want it back is because it was left to me by my father, and I want it as a keepsake. Please, could you be so kind as to grant me this?

"Sure, if we can sit at the same table and have a meal together, we're friends. I bought it for five thousand dollars with Big Gold Tooth, you give me five thousand dollars, and you can take it!"

"Pfft!" Fatty Wang had just taken a sip of the herbal tea to cleanse his palate when he immediately spat it out. "How much?"

"Five thousand."

"I sold it to Big Gold Tooth for only three hundred dollars!"

"So what? He only bought it for one dollar. If I like it, I'll buy it for fifty thousand dollars. It's not like I can't afford it. That's the rule in the antique business: once the item leaves your hands, you have to accept the loss, whether it was overpriced or underpriced!"

Hu Bayi couldn't help but speak up, "Brother Kun, to be honest, even if I gave you all my demobilization pay, I still wouldn't be able to scrape together five thousand yuan. Do you think we could think of another way, or perhaps we could owe you this money and pay you back when we have it?"

Ding Haokun chuckled, "Money is no problem. Just do me a favor, and each of you will receive 100,000 yuan. How about that?"

"How much?" Fatty Wang exclaimed again. He had never seen so much money in his entire life!

"100,000 per person, with 50,000 given to each person before departure, is it feasible?"

"What kind of work? If it's illegal or criminal, we can't do it." Hu Bayi remained relatively calm.

"Only you can do this job. Don't tell me you can't do anything illegal. You know how you were discharged from the army. Finding the dragon vein and dividing the gold depends on the winding mountains; each winding mountain is a barrier."

Upon hearing this, Hu Bayi was stunned.