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

At 7 p.m., more than 100 people gathered in a newly built warehouse next to the cold storage. On the table in the center of the warehouse, there was a large pile of weapons, both long and short.

"Everyone grab your weapons, preferably short ones; don't use long ones unless absolutely necessary. Everyone also grab a grenade, so you can escape if you get entangled."

"Also, Jianjun, personally lead your men to Yi Jian's place in Sham Shui Po. He has a group of gunmen under his command. If you can't wound him, just kill a few of the gunmen and retreat."

Wang Jianjun picked up an MP5, cocked it, and nodded with satisfaction. "Don't worry, brother, I know what I'm doing."

"OK, everyone check your watches. We'll move at midnight sharp. Finish the operation and retreat within half an hour. Now you can set off to find your target."

Ah Jin, you and Ah Tian tell everyone the information.

Just then, the phone rang. It was Wong Chi-yeung. "Brother Kun, I received word that there will be license plate checks in the Yau Tsim Mong area tonight. Something feels off. Is it targeting you guys?"

Ding Haokun was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood. With 1997 drawing ever closer, the people behind Dongxing wanted to make more money. Hongxing didn't allow drugs or Western medicine on their territory, as that would stop them from getting rich.

"OK, I understand. I'll give you another reward in a couple of days, just wait!"

"Okay, thank you, Brother Kun, thank you, Brother Kun!" Although the incident of taking down Tony last time didn't directly promote him, it gave him the opportunity to be transferred to the West Kowloon Headquarters as the supervisor of the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau. That's a promotion, how could I not be happy!

After hanging up the phone, he turned and went back to the warehouse. He told them what had happened, and Gao Jin was the first to react: "Brother, you mean someone is trying to harm us?"

"That's right, it's most likely the people behind Dongxing. We can ignore the others, but Haotian Building absolutely cannot be compromised. You six will personally oversee the operation for the nights, and send two hundred people over to keep an eye on places where things can be hidden."

After the guests leave, the private room should be thoroughly searched. Since they're going to target us, framing them is the easiest way!

"Okay, brother, we understand."

"Hmm, also find out where Camel usually hangs out. After we finish acting with Ah Sheng and the others, I want to play with Camel. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth; if I don't fight back, he'll think I'm easy to bully!"

Tian Yangsheng and his group's eyes lit up. They had enough money now. Besides practicing martial arts, they wanted to deal with some famous people to satisfy their strange desires. Camel was the leader of Dongxing, which was perfect for them!

"Brother, why don't we go with you and slaughter them until the blood flows like a river!"

"Get lost, you guys are perverts! Use your energy on women, stop staring at old men, it's so disgusting. I'm going to teach them a lesson, not to kill them."

"Really not going to do it?" Ah-Ji was still a little unwilling to give up.

"Get lost, just looking at you gives me a headache."

Everyone left, and Ding Haokun drove his newly bought G-Class towards the Ding residence. Just as he was about to enter the Yau Tsim Mong district, a car accident occurred ahead. The roads in Hong Kong are already narrow, and the collision immediately caused a traffic jam!

As soon as I parked the car, I heard the sound of a motorcycle behind me. Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw a man wearing a red leather jacket and a large mask.

Holy crap, this design looks familiar! Just then, a man rode his bike past his car, and with a "snap," something was stuck to the car door.

Ding Haokun opened the car door, took the item in his hand, and was about to throw it when he saw the other person had already taken out a remote control. Luckily, he reacted quickly, putting the bomb into his spatial ring and severing the connection, so it couldn't explode!

The man on the bicycle was stunned for a moment, then he swerved to stop the bike, lifted his leather jacket, took out an Uzi from his waist, and pulled the trigger at Ding Haokun's location!

Bullets rained down like a storm; this bastard's Uzi even had a 100-round drum magazine, and the bullets chased after Ding Haokun!

As soon as the gunfire stopped, Ding Haokun was about to make a move when the other man pulled out another shotgun and fired again!

Unfortunately, the shotgun's penetration was too weak; as long as Ding Haokun hid behind the car, he wouldn't be hit. Just then, the man in the leather jacket opened his shoulder bag, took out grenades, and started throwing them.

Ding Haokun spat and crawled away in the shadows, the constant explosions of grenades leaving him in a very sorry state.

As the sirens blared, the man in the leather jacket knew he couldn't kill Ding Haokun today, so he twisted the throttle on his motorcycle to escape.

If he were to let him get away like this, Ding Haokun would definitely not be able to sleep. He grabbed a parking meter from a roadside parking space and threw it out violently.

Sensing the whooshing sound behind him, the man in the leather jacket turned around, and the meter, like a large screw, pierced through his chest, dragging him out and pinning him to the ground!

Blood kept gushing from the man in the leather jacket's mouth. Ding Haokun swaggered over, kicked away the hand that was trying to fire the gun, and took off the man's hood. Sure enough, it was the person he had been thinking of!

"The new number one assassin in Asia, Thor, right? Do you know that the last number one in Asia was O, and I killed him too? With your physique, you call yourself Thor, the same name as Thor? Do you deserve it?"

"If you had used a sniper rifle, you might have had a chance. If you're not capable, why are you acting all high and mighty? You insisted on challenging me, and now you've messed up!"

At this moment, the cops arrived, familiar faces—two groups of people from the PTU movie.

"Those in front, slowly raise your hands. Don't do anything rash, or we have the right to shoot!"

Ding Haokun slowly raised his hands and turned around. "Don't misunderstand, I'm the victim. The guy on the ground is Thor, Asia's number one assassin. He was paid to kill me, but I killed him in self-defense. The nearby shops should have security cameras installed. You can check them out. I have things to do tonight."

"Big Kun, you know your place. Why don't you kill others instead of yourself? If you ask me, it would be better if you just died sooner." A young beret-wearing member of May's team said with a displeased expression.

"What, you have such a big problem with me? Did I kill your whole family, or steal your girlfriend? Is this how you talk to a victim like me? I'm furious. If you don't give me a satisfactory apology, I guarantee ten thousand people will file complaints against you!"

He Zhanwen laughed. "Brother Kun, young people are ignorant. Give me some face and let him off the hook."

"You're just a police chief, why would I give you face? Even your direct superior wouldn't be qualified. I said I'd have someone file a complaint against him, and I will definitely have someone file a complaint against him. I'll even file the complaint as a Saigon councilor."

Damn it, do you know how much tax I pay every year? I just got shot with a submachine gun, blown up with a grenade, and sprayed with a shotgun, and you're still babbling at me and cursing me to die? Do you think I have no temper?

If you're smart, go back and resign, leave Hong Kong. Otherwise, I can easily make sure you can't stay in Hong Kong. Then, if you want to leave, you won't even be able to afford a ferry ticket!

The cops' eyes turned sour; one of them even put his hand on his holster and stared at him with ill intent!

"What, you want to kill me? I'm really annoyed with you right now. Damn it, you think you're so tough just because you have a gun? You think you can kill a Saigon councilor, a billionaire tycoon? You think you're so powerful!"

At this moment, the Major Crimes Unit arrived. It turned out to be Chen Guozhong, who looked very much like He Wenzhan, with his three henchmen.

"Brother Kun, I'm sorry, I was being rude. We've known each other for a long time, can you give me some face?"

"So it's Inspector Chan. You and this officer look so alike, are you related?"

"You're spot on. He's my cousin, but my father passed away early, my mother remarried, and I changed my surname."

"Fine, I'll give you face then. This bastard, and the one who tried to shoot me earlier, can resign from the police force. They can stay in Hong Kong, and I won't target them anymore. As for the others, they're fine. Is that enough face for you?"

"Please let them go, it's not easy to get into police academy."

"What's it to me? I'm worth billions, and I didn't even hire anyone to kill them. I just made them lose their jobs. Isn't that fair enough? One of them wanted me dead, and the other wanted to kill me. Did I do anything wrong?"

"Okay, thank you anyway, Brother Kun. Could you please tell me what happened here?"

Two hours later, Ding Haokun and Sandy Liang walked out of the police station together. "Thank you, Attorney Liang, I hope I didn't disturb you and your boyfriend?"

"No, this is my job. You are a major client of our law firm."

"Haha, that makes me even more embarrassed. Attorney Liang, are you hungry? How about I treat you to a late-night snack?"

Sandy Liang wanted to refuse, but what came out of her mouth was agreement, "Okay, then thank you very much, Mr. Ding."

"You're too kind. I should be thanking you. Please wait a moment while I make a phone call." Thor has taken care of everything tonight—bombs, grenades, submachine guns, and shotguns. There's no need for the big show at the villa.

When it came to the topic of health preservation, they actually felt a little regretful.

"Damn it, that villa is practically an antique! Do you really want to destroy it? Doesn't it cost money to repair? Can you stop acting like freaks?"

After a good scolding, he felt refreshed, hung up the phone, invited Sandy Liang into the car, and headed towards the Western restaurant.

But he didn't know that as soon as the two left, a policeman called Sandy Liang's fiancé.

As the two ate steak and drank red wine, Ding Haokun told her about his previous trip to Yerengou, which made her exclaim in surprise.

At this moment, Inspector Fang also came over. Seeing the two of them, he was furious. He stormed over, grabbed Sandy Liang's wrist, and pulled her up.

"I told you he's not a good person, stay away from him, why didn't you listen!"

Sandy Liang was a little surprised. "Mike, what are you doing here? Let go of my hand, you're hurting me. I'm an adult. I can have late-night snacks with whoever I want. As long as I haven't betrayed you, isn't that enough?"

Ding Haokun's lips curled up slightly, but quickly turned into a somewhat depressed expression. "I'm sorry, Attorney Liang, I didn't expect that thanking you for the meal would cause you trouble. Inspector Fang was only doing it for your own good. Although I am a Saigon councilor, I am still not a good person in their eyes."

"Once a member of the underworld, always a member of the underworld," so it's normal that they didn't give me a chance to change. But I had no choice back then. It's too hard for ordinary people to survive. I didn't want to be bullied, so I had to join a gang.

I enjoyed our meal together today. I won't disturb you any longer; I'll take my leave now!

If these words were spoken before time travel, anyone could sense the underlying meaning, but now it's only 1995, so such words are practically a game-changer.

Sandy Liang was already annoyed by her boyfriend's controlling nature, and now that he had come to the restaurant to throw a tantrum and embarrass her, she was even more annoyed!

"Mike, let go. Don't make me file a complaint against you. I'm telling you, we're over. I'm looking for a husband who can support me, not a teacher who constantly controls me, doubts me, and tells me what to do. Let's both calm down!"